Chapter 552: Lang Qing Concubine Yi Sword

But in the eyes of Mu Sheng and the others, his every move and style was like a stormy wave, making the two of them unable to parry, that was because the cultivation of the man in white exceeded the two of them too much, and Mu Sheng thought that he was at least at the level of nothingness.

Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan already had the rune treasure in their hands, and once they couldn't resist it, they would immediately activate the rune treasure and then flee. But to the surprise of the two, those swarming icebergs arrived in front of the defense formed by Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan, but they couldn't take another step, and the snow melted and melted. The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of tenderness and sweetness.

It turned out that during this period of time, the two of them had nothing to do to create a set of combined attack defense techniques, Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan respectively fused their Dayan swordsmanship and Jiugong Yuhuan technique together, both of them were cultivated in the Yuan Infant Period, and they had experienced in the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, and their feelings were quite similar, plus the relationship between the two was lovers, and they were heart-to-heart, and they didn't realize that they would pay all their tenderness.

The Dayan sword shuttled between the four jade rings up and down, left and right, Nangong Yuhuan and Mu Sheng stepped on a jade ring in the middle at the same time, and the two held their right hands with their left hands, and they did not forget to show their affection to the enemy together.

The four jade rings in the big Yan sword, at this moment is a demonstration of a spring full of breath, the sword is like the spring drizzle is endless, and like the spring weak willow fluttering with the wind, more like the spring grass is endless, like a hundred flowers competing for spring spit branches.

When those icebergs arrived, all the snow melted and melted, and they couldn't get close to half a minute. The man in white snorted coldly in his nose and said: "The two juniors are really dead, and they are so affectionate and concubines in front of me, I really wish that everyone in the world was dead, leaving only one who sells baked cakes." ”

Nangong Yuhuan was stunned and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

The man in white sneered: "You and your lover are the only ones left in the world, but you two always have to eat, right?" ”

Nangong Yuhuan smiled after hearing this: "Thank you, Lord for thinking about us, but I ...... with him" said and glanced at Mu Sheng affectionately, "They are already Yuan Infant Monks, so don't eat it." ”

This almost made the nose of the man in white crooked: "Hey, two sluts, show your love to death quickly!" With a wave of the sleeve of the robe in his hand, the iceberg that came from the pressure suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and for a while, the temperature was even perceptible to the snow on the ground, and began to melt rapidly.

However, in the small world of Nangong Yuhuan and Mu Sheng, the Da Yan Sword still conjured up willow silk spring grass, drizzling rain, infinite spring, a scene of southeast and northwest winds, and I was immovable. If the fog on the white-clothed man's face cleared, Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan should be able to see the angry look on his face at this time.

The man in white took away his water sleeves and stretched out his two hands, the palms suddenly changed from plump and round to shriveled and boring, and the long fingernails flew out of black light, just like the dry corpse and the ghost, the man in white swiped his hands in a row, and the weird nails actually made a sound of breaking the air in the air, and the temperature dropped suddenly for a while, and the wind gusted around, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was endless.

Nangong Yuhuan couldn't help but stagnate when he saw the qi, the light of the guardian array dimmed, and a powerful ghost took the opportunity to rush into the array. Mu Sheng hurriedly said: "Sister Huan looked at me, don't look outside." ”

Nangong Yuhuan turned his head around, only to see a firm meaning in Mu Sheng's eyes, and couldn't help but forget all the fear. Mu Sheng said: "Let's fight and go, don't delay time." ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Nangong Yuhuan gently leaned his head on Mu Sheng's shoulder, so the two of them were tender and sweet, and the formation over there was not broken, only to see that there were even spring waves and green grass in that scene, in the depths of Xiaohan, mandarin ducks flying together, and the scenery of bathing in red.

The fierce ghosts who broke into the formation, first looked hideous, and they couldn't rush out of the circle immediately, grabbing the two of them to the carnivorous bed, but they were blown by the spring breeze conjured up by the Da Yan swordsmanship in the circle, and the spring rain turned into resentment and sentimentality, and finally since it slowly became peaceful and joyful, it was comfortable in the illusion of spring.

"Look at Huanmei, do they look like living people or pets now?" asked Mu Sheng, looking at the powerful ghost lost in the jade ring circle.

"It looks like this, it's really a bit like that!" Nangong Yuhuan looked at it and said with a light smile.

"Two sluts, I'm pissed off. When the man in white heard this, he was furious. He tried to attack with several other spells.

It stands to reason that this man in white is much higher than the realm of Zhi Musheng and Nangong Yuhuan, and the competition between his own skills and spells is crushing, but the strange thing is that it is useless in front of the formation arranged by the two, and no matter how he attacks, he can't hurt half of his point.

Nangong Yuhuan and Mu Sheng's magic array, in addition to the artistic conception of spring can block the attack of the man in white, other artistic conceptions can not be supported immediately, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter change, only stay in spring, and because the two of them tried to change to other artistic conceptions, they also put many powerful ghosts and ghosts into their own artistic conception of spring, but there is another strange thing, those powerful ghosts and ghosts cannot be eliminated by the Dayan sword technique, they are just intoxicated in the spring light conjured up by the artistic conception of spring.

The two sides were entangled for a few miles, and suddenly a voice came, which sounded ethereal and unknown, and the voice said: "Don't fight with the two juniors, that's where the realm is, and you can't break it with your current cultivation." ”

The man in white withdrew his hand when he heard this, and asked respectfully, "Corpse Ancestor, then let them go like this?"

The ethereal voice said: "Let them go, they can't make a move against me, even you have lost your identity, let alone me!"

The man in white respectfully said yes to the distance, and then said viciously to the two: "It's cheap for you today, don't let me bump into it next time." ”

Nangong Yuhuan stretched out his tongue, put his hands on his ears and twisted them, making a grimace, looking like he was helpless. It's just a pity that the man in white left without looking back after he finished speaking, and he didn't see it.

Mu Sheng smiled: "You are really angry and don't pay for your life!"

"Hmph, who let him run to bully the two of us. Nangong Yuhuan said arrogantly.

Although the man in white left, Mu Sheng and Nangong Yuhuan didn't dare to withdraw the magic circle immediately, for fear that the person would kill him, and it would be bad if the two didn't hurry up and join forces. After walking like this for another hour, seeing that there was no movement around, the two of them withdrew the magic circle, although the power of this magic circle was great, but it also consumed the spiritual power of the two people. And I can't go fast in the circle, and I don't know how long I'm going to be in the air at this speed.