Sword Moved the Ninth Heaven

Jin Xiuming, what nonsense are you talking about! Lin Fuxiang's pretty face turned pale, and the long sword swung in a circle, emitting an incomparably bright light, and rolled towards Jin Xiuming wildly.

Jin Xiuming suddenly showed a shocking expression. It's not that he and Lin Fuxiang have never fought before, and he has a good understanding of her waterfall swordsmanship, but with Lin Fuxiang's sword glow, the power is so great. Far exceeded his expectations!

With a strange cry, he backed away again and again, not daring to overwhelm Lin Fuxiang's sharpness.

I haven't seen her for more than a month, how come she looks like a different person, and she has become so powerful!

Seeing Jin Mingxiu's continuous retreat, his three followers shouted loudly and attacked Lin Fuxiang together to relieve the pressure on Jin Xiuming.

After being blocked by these three people, Jin Xiuming took a breath and his face became very ugly.

Before that, his strength had been on par with Lin Fuxiang's, but now he was so killed that he could only flee in embarrassment, how could he feel so embarrassed?

He shouted angrily, joined the battle group, and joined forces with the other three to fight Lin Fuxiang.

Lin Fuxiang was fearless, and his long sword stabbed and slashed with utmost mystery. Although one was against four, the waterfall swordsmanship repaired by Zhou Heng was so wonderful that she not only did not fall behind, but even had a slight upper hand!

She was full of surprises and admired Zhou Hengsheng again.

Bitch, why don't you ask your concubine to do it together? Jin Xiuming saw that Lin Fuxiang couldn't compete with him in martial arts, but he started to set up another battlefield, spraying dung all over his mouth.

Lin Fuxiang had never been splashed with such dirty water before, and she couldn't help being angry and furious. She danced the long sword in her hand more urgently, and the sword was sharp.

Haha, the little bitch is quite protective of the adulterer, I know that little bastard has no skills! Jin Xiuming backed away in embarrassment, his mouth was too smelly, and he withstood most of Lin Fuxiang's attacks.

Bitch, this little boy is not as handsome as this young man, and secondly, he is not as strong as this young man. How did you fall in love with him? Did he make you feel too good?

Fuck, if I knew you were such a slut, why would I go to such lengths to pursue you? I'll just let you taste the kung fu of Ben Shao's crotch!

Lin Fu was so fragrant that she trembled all over. She knew that Jin Xiuming was a dandy, sensual, and she could barely maintain the image of Mr. Pianpian when she saw her in front of her. She didn't expect that this person was so vulgar and vulgar inside!

She showed great power, and the improved waterfall swordsmanship made it more and more proficient and mellow, and the sky was full of her fierce sword light.

Jin Shao, we can't stand it anymore!

Let's withdraw!

Jin Xiuming's three followers all shouted loudly, although they were under little pressure, if something happened to Jin Xiuming, they would have to peel off their skins if they didn't die!

Ah—— Jin Xiuming let out a scream, and was hit by a sword on his left arm, blood spattered, and the pain made him cry, Go! Go!

After he swayed his sword, he turned around and ran away first. The three followers quickly covered him, and the four quickly retreated.

Hmph! Lin Fu came back with a burst of fragrance. Although she was the one who had the upper hand, she was really choked up by Jin Xiuming's words, and her chest was still heaving, making seductive waves.

Senior— She walked to Zhou Heng's side and stopped, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Previously, Jin Xiuming and others demoted Zhou Heng to nothing. Although those people couldn't spit ivory out of their mouths, they had no reason to deliberately make up a story. What's the point?

She was not stupid at all, and suddenly thought that Zhou Heng had never really fought against her from the beginning to the end, all he showed was his talent in martial arts, and he never showed his true realm!

Lin Fuxiang couldn't help staring at Zhou Heng closely, and finally stayed on his lips, as if there was a flower growing there, staring intently.

—— Zhou Heng's lips have fine fluff, which is because he has not yet grown into a real man, and his beard is not much different from fluff.

And even if her father shaved, he would leave a piece of hard scum, which is completely different!

A peerless strong man can keep youth forever, but can he restore his body to his youth?

You, how old are you? Lin Fuxiang had a vague feeling that she seemed to have been fooled!

Seventeen! Zhou Heng never planned to lie to her from the beginning, it was Lin Fuxiang who insisted on calling him senior, what could he do? Therefore, he replied confidently, and added, You will be eighteen after the new year!

Lin Fuxiang almost fainted!

She actually called a boy who was two years younger than her senior senior for a long time! And she was acting coquettishly at him, this, this, this, now thinking about it, she only felt that her face was burning hot, and she wished she could find a hole in the ground and bury herself in it!

Shame!

Damn it! How exasperating! This kid clearly knew that he had made a huge misunderstanding, but he didn't reveal it, so he just let himself continue to misunderstand, and he was very happy to see himself make a fool of himself, right?

She stared at Zhou Heng closely with eyes that were clear in black and white but full of bitterness and hatred, and gritted her teeth.

You bastard! Her pretty face blushed like a red glow, and it was indescribably bright and compelling.

Zhou Heng spread his hands and said, I told you I'm not a senior, you insisted on calling me!

Lin Fuxiang thought about it, and it was true, but who would have thought that a young man could completely break her waterfall swordsmanship? Who would have thought that a young man's sword swing would make her unable to parry and dodge?

After Zhou Heng helped her improve the waterfall swordsmanship, she naturally believed in Zhou Heng's senior status even more. Who would have thought, who would have thought...

I really want to die!

Lin Fuxiang's pretty face was on fire. She stared at Zhou Heng viciously, put her hands on her waist, and said, Little villain, how can you compensate me for making my sister so ugly?

What, he was suddenly promoted from junior to elder sister, and he also fell from senior to the level of little villain?

Zhou Heng looked at this extremely beautiful girl with a smile, and became angry from embarrassment, did he use this method to cover up his embarrassment? He scratched his head and said, What do you want?

Lin Fuxiang held her fragrant cheeks and thought about it. Strictly speaking, she took advantage of the sky. The waterfall swordsmanship after completion can be said to be invaluable, and it will become the most powerful martial art of Jiulingzong !

But I made such a big shame, can I spare this hateful guy so easily?

The most important thing is that this bastard is still not conscious at all, just looking at it makes her angry!

I want to get my father a New Year's gift, so I'm going to the mountains to try my luck! She thought about it, and clapped her hands, Well, if you help me find a gift that satisfies me, I'll let the past go!

This bastard is very strong, if he joins forces with him, he can kill a monster in the Bone Refining Realm!

Zhou Heng couldn't help laughing, and said, The words I prepared for you have lost their original meaning!

The most important thing is the heart! Lin Fuxiang rolled his eyes at him, and felt that this kid was hideous, which made her angry.

Since the heart is what matters, it doesn't matter what gift you give! Zhou Heng followed her words.

You— Lin Fuxiang was about to explode with anger, how can there be such a hateful guy!

Okay, let's go find a gift! Zhou Heng nodded. He suddenly thought that his father would return during the Chinese New Year, and he also wanted to give Zhou Dinghai a gift.

Lin Fuxiang glanced at him, wondering why this little villain, little villain suddenly changed his mind?

Could it be that he was pleasing himself?

Hmph, she's not that easy to deal with!

The two started to move forward, searching all over the mountains and plains.

The Pingtian Mountain Range is a huge treasury, with precious spiritual herbs and fruits, rare metal minerals, and monsters! Some monsters can only be eaten as food, but some monsters are perfect supplements, and their efficacy is not inferior to spirit grass!

That's what I said, but just relying on two people to find some spiritual herbs, minerals, and monsters in the deep mountains, it needs a lot of luck!

Coupled with the fact that the mountain is blocked by heavy snow at this time, it is even more difficult.

The two walked for a whole day without finding anything. When night fell, they found a clean cave and hid in it, lighting a fire to drive away the severe cold. Lin Fuxiang was still ashamed and annoyed, but she had no intention of talking to Zhou Heng at all.

Zhou Heng was even more happy and quiet, leaning against the cave wall and closing his eyes, he began to study Ling Tian's second style.

From being unable to move an inch at the beginning, to slowly mastering the shape, and now comprehending a little bit of meaning, Zhou Heng has a feeling that the more he masters, the less consumption it will take to use the Lingtian Nine Styles, but the power is actually more powerful. bigger!

Ling Tian's Nine Styles seem to have been created by the nature of the heaven and the earth. If you can only get the shape, you need to use your own true energy to forcibly promote the sword technique. But if you master the mind, you can resonate with the heaven and the earth, and when you move the sword, the heaven and the earth will resonate.

Zhou Heng has a fanatical pursuit of martial arts, and there is a high mountain waiting for him to conquer in front of him. He is naturally full of excitement, and he has no intention of paying attention to a young lady who is making trouble.

Seeing Zhou Heng closing his eyes and meditating, Lin Fuxiang couldn't help feeling angry again.

Do you look ugly? This bastard actually didn't look at her directly, but closed his eyes! You have to know how many young heroes in the Nine Spirits Sect are surrounding her, they will be extremely excited even if they say a word to her, but now that Miss Lin is sitting beside her, this bastard is pretending to close his eyes?

hateful!

The corners of Lin Fuxiang's mouth twitched slightly, imagining in her mind Zhou Heng kneeling at her feet, crying and begging her for mercy, thinking of her pride, she couldn't help laughing.

As soon as the laughter came out, she knew it was broken, and as expected, Zhou Heng glanced at herself with weird eyes!

Be despised! He was actually despised!

She was so ashamed and angry that she almost hit her head on the stone.

She turned her body away from looking at Zhou Heng, and stared at a slightly protruding stone on the mountain wall with wonderful eyes, as if she regarded it as Zhou Heng. While gnashing her teeth in hatred, she drew circles and cursed on the ground with her slender hands, knowing that Suddenly, my eyelids became heavy and I fell asleep.

This nasty guy! Miss Ben will definitely, definitely, definitely deal with you!

She murmured in her sleep.

ps: I think this chapter is quite fun to write~