"Click......" A slight sound of footsteps came from a distance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A thin and thin figure walked among the remnants of flowers and leaves in the sky.

The older brown-clothed man in the court smelled a smell of danger.

The slightly younger old man in Tsing Yi under the thatched hut frowned and said in a low voice, "Why...... The killing intent is so strong...... We don't seem to have done anything to attract resentment to such an extent, right?"

"You forget, there's another woman who has such a reason to resent us. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, "It's been more than three hundred years, I thought it was ...... She's really dead......"

The old man in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned, and finally knew what the old man in brown was talking about, and smiled and said, "Senior brother, what are those remnants to be afraid of!"

The man in brown didn't answer, only after experiencing the tragic battle did he know how terrible and crazy those people were, even if he underestimated them, he would pay the price of his life.

The man in brown himself was a seventh-order cultivator, and he didn't have any confidence.

He knew that the woman's current cultivation was not too high, but he still didn't have any confidence.

Because once that peaceful breath is used with all its strength, it is crushed, even with just one look...... It was enough to kill him.

"Mo Wen, kill thirteen disciples of my Sword Sect, kill. ”

An indifferent voice spat out from the figure's mouth, the voice was cold, as if the entire sentence had been thrown into the bitter cold land of the extreme north and frozen for thousands of years, even if it was not mixed with any true qi, but it still made the two of them tremble suddenly.

Mo Wen, the man in brown, took a deep breath before sneering: "Jing Xiaoyu, you have been dormant for more than three hundred years, how can you still cultivate like this! What about your proud talent, let me see it, hahaha......"

When the words fell, Mo Wen only felt a cold aura enveloping the four fields, and then a heavy pressure was directly pressed on his shoulders like Mount Tai, which made Zhang Boan stumble suddenly, and then looked at the figure that gradually revealed his true face in disbelief.

It was a girl, a girl who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl was tall and straight, wearing a plain white dress that outlined a slender waist and graceful curves, and her long black and shiny hair was neatly draped behind her head.

The red goose egg face was dotted with two eyes as bright as stars, and the pale red cherry lips were slightly raised at the corners of the mouth, but they were not smiles - but a killing intent that people couldn't look at directly.

When Mo Wen saw the woman walking slowly, he immediately showed a frightened expression, and stood stunned for a moment, before Queen Cang took a few steps back and said to herself in an unbelievable tone: "Impossible...... No way, why are you still that old......"

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't know what this Senior Brother Mo Wen was panicking about, but when he saw the woman slowly stepping towards him with awe-inspiring murderous intent, how could he be willing to wait to be killed!

The long sword behind the old man in Tsing Yi suddenly came out of the sheath, and the sword light turned, and it was a long rainbow, slashing down towards Jing Xiaoyu!

Jing Xiaoyu looked at the sword that fell, his expression was slightly cold, and said, "Is there only you waste left in the Qi Sect!"

Jing Xiaoyu's long hair behind him suddenly rose as if it had been hit by a strong wind from below, and a copper-colored bright color rose.

Compared with that copper color, the sword Changhong cut out by the old man in Tsing Yi was very dazzling.

The brightness of the copper color is like the pearl of rice, and the sword cut out by the old man in Tsing Yi is the light of the sun and the moon.

A trace of disdain appeared on the face of the old man in Tsing Yi, and his figure suddenly moved forward with the help of the sword.

Mo Wen watched his junior brother make a move, and immediately woke up from the panic, after all, he was also listed among the masters in the world, how could he be restrained because of panic!

Mo Wen held the sword, and a killing intent also arose, and there was a momentum of indomitable death!

"It's Senior Brother's Sword of Life and Death!" Fang Yi, the old man in Tsing Yi, felt the majestic momentum, and was immediately overjoyed, thinking that with the two of them working together, could it not be worth the teenage girl in front of him?

"Ask the Death Sword Intent, it seems that that traitor has taught you a lot......" Jing Xiaoyu sneered twice.

Ask the death sword intent, it is not the exercise passed on by the Qi Sect, but the practice of the Sword Sect back then.

Ask the sword intent of death, and when the sword comes out, it only asks about death, not life.

If the enemy does not die, I will die.

This kind of vigorous sword intent is indomitable, and it must be completely exhausted by one side before it will stop.

This kind of exercise is very similar to the exercises of many evil demons and foreign ways, and it is extremely violent, and it is also one of the crimes listed by the Qi Sect in the Sword Sect back then--mage outer way, which is effective for evil demons.

And Mo Wen's death sword is rumored to be created by Mo Wen's own enlightenment, although it is also a brave and fearless move, but at any time, there is a back hand everywhere, and it seems to be a sword that must die, but it can suddenly transform death into life, so it is called the sword of life and death.

Is this sword of life and death, as this girl said, but it comes from asking the sword intent of death?

"How can the Death Sword Intent be compared to my improved Life and Death Sword!"

Mo Wen roared angrily, and his true qi was released like a storm, and then the whole person also galloped out like lightning, and a chilling sword light crisscrossed the four fields, like a bright sea of stars, stormy waves, suddenly rolled up, and completely engulfed the woman who stepped out slowly in this stormy waves!

The thrilling coercion disappeared abruptly, Mo Wen breathed rapidly, feeling the fading of the coercion, and was happy in her heart, was she so vulnerable?

Could it be that the serious injury back then completely ruined her?

Mo Wenfang thought like this, his face changed suddenly, and he slid backwards with all his strength, as if fleeing for his life, he didn't dare to stay in the slightest!

The old man in Tsing Yi was rejoicing in the joint strike of the two of them, and saw Mo Wen suddenly retreat, although he didn't know why, but he also suddenly retracted the sword in front of him and retreated quickly.

The two of them jumped out more than ten zhang, and a faint copper-colored sword light in the brilliant sword light slowly slid down.

Although the sword intent was slow, the sound was like a storm crashing on the shore, like rocks piercing the clouds, which shook Mo Wen and the old man in Tsing Yi's ears and roared, and even the qi and blood were a little uncomfortable.

Mo Wen will not forget this sword intent.

Asking for death sword intent, as long as you have the determination to die, no matter your talent, no matter your cultivation, you can give it full play.

On the feast of the Sword Sect that day, more than half of the disciples of the Sword Sect were poisoned, and the remaining disciples of the Sword Sect who were poisoned were eroded by the poison, but even so, in that mortal situation, the sword intent of asking for death lit up one by one.

In exchange for the sword intent of questioning death, it was a tragic victory for the Qi Sect disciples who thought they were sure of victory and took it lightly - in that battle, although they still completely annihilated the Sword Sect disciples in the end, more than half of the Qi Sect disciples were also killed or wounded.

Especially Jing Ming's death-asking sword intent directly cut the way for Jing Xiaoyu to escape, and the sect master of the Qi Sect was severely injured by that sword, and three years later he was seriously injured and collapsed.

Asking for Death Sword Intent is a memory that all Qi Sect disciples who have experienced that battle will not forget.

That's shame, it's pain.

Mo Wen's transformation of the sword intent of asking for death is also to prove that the sword intent of asking for death is not enough.

But when Mo Wen saw this sword intent, he still felt inexplicable fear.

He couldn't restrain such fear, because he didn't have the determination to be hostile to the sword intent of asking for death.

He once asked his senior brother how to fight against the sword intent of asking death.

Senior brother's answer is that if the other party's strength is higher than yours, then you just wait for death.

If the other party's strength is worse than yours, you can just do it.

If the opponent's strength is equal to yours, then you can try to avoid it, and if you can't avoid it, then you have to have a mortal heart to fight.

Mo Wen didn't want to die, so Mo Wen chose to avoid it.

Although when the senior brother finished saying that, he sighed and said, "Avoiding is the most stupid, rather than avoiding...... It's better to turn around and run away. ”

But Mo Wen couldn't turn around and run away.

Because of the grass house behind him, there is a very important person in it.

They hibernated here because it was difficult to leave southern Xinjiang without being discovered with this person, so they could only wait here for the arrival of a few top masters, and deal with everything in southern Xinjiang.

If he can't keep this person and flees, the responsibility he has to bear will be too heavy, and he is not willing to bear it at all.

Mo Wen was afraid, but the old man in Tsing Yi was not afraid.

He hadn't experienced that battle, so he didn't have preconceived emotions, and when faced with the raging tide that swept over like a stormy wave, he only had a stronger desire to fight.

The old man in Tsing Yi clenched the long sword in his hand, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, the sword in his hand moved, a sword light flowed, and he saw a white rainbow, facing the dim copper light that fell!

"No!" Mo Wen's face changed suddenly, he naturally knew the strength of his junior disciple, he was a little afraid to confront him head-on, how could the death sword deal with it like this!

Jing Xiaoyu's expression was slightly cold, and he said, "At least it's a little bolder than your senior brother." ”

The copper-colored light was still dim, but it seemed to be an abyss that devoured everything, colliding with the falling white rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, the white rainbow also became dim, and a little bit of brilliance quickly dissipated.

"Whoa!"

A scream broke through the sky, the gold and stone cracked the waves, and the copper-colored light suddenly came along the long rainbow that pierced the night sky, unstoppable!

The old man in Tsing Yi was startled and wanted to change again, but the long sword in his hand suddenly shattered into fragments in the sky.

Pieces of frosty fragments that flew up scattered in all directions, reflecting the bright moon and clear light, and also reflecting the eyes of the old man in Tsing Yi full of fear.

The old man in Tsing Yi wanted to do it again, but his clenched right arm started from his fingers, breaking one by one, and shattering inch by inch, and in an instant, his entire right arm was cut into a splash of flesh by the copper-colored light that attacked.

The old man in Tsing Yi gasped, and wanted to retreat again, but it was already a little too late.

That sword intent spread down his arm and into his body, raging across his body, shattering his viscera in an instant.

"Poof-" The old man in Tsing Yi spewed out a blood mist in the sky, and he couldn't imagine that he had been defeated to such an extent in just a sword confrontation.

What he didn't know was that at both ends of the scale of the sword, his opponent was pressing for his life.

And what he pressed was just serious.

Jing Xiaoyu's gaze turned slightly, and landed on Mo Wen's body in the distance.

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