The reason why the three hidden are mysterious is that they rarely have contact with the four factions, and the disciples who go down the mountain to practice never report to the master, or pretend to fool them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhengluo Palace, South Kunlun knows that all the women in the palace are women, borrowing the aura of thousands of flowers to cultivate themselves with flowers, and comprehend the way of enlightenment; There are also many people who know the existence of the Zhuoxi Sword Sect, just for the continuation of Yayan Hualien, Yi Hongzi's sword-casting technique, which is unparalleled in Southern Kunlun; Yuxianmen, the most mysterious faction, everyone only knows that it does exist, but has never seen the world, and some people even suspect that Yuxianmen is just a fiction of the Zhuoxi Sword Sect and the Zhengluo Palace, in order to exert pressure on the increasingly powerful four factions to maintain the status of Nankunlun, whether it is or not, for 20 years, the Yuxianmen has never been involved in the world, and it exists in name only.

Twenty years ago, the sword of Shiwu Yi had come to an end, in the cave of the Snow Fog Peak, in the smoky pool, a bunch of brocade silk was wrapped around a pearl of buds, the shallow fairy blossom slowly overflowed, and the pink Yayan flower lotus was waiting to be released, and the ten years of hard work of the Zhuoxi Sword Sect were about to be completed.

Under the sea of flowers in the distance, in the quiet Yingsha Valley, in a dark blue flower bush, there is a young man in purple, Ge Fengzhi when he was young, and the supporter of Yayan Hualien this time.

A purple light swept by, breaking the comfortable tranquility.

Before going down the mountain, Ge Fengzhi was reluctant to say goodbye to Shu Huixin, and had no courage to say goodbye, so he had to meet in a dream among the flowers.

The exhausted Shu Huixin returned to the Jiluo Cave Lotus, avoided everyone, changed back into fairy clothes, bathed in the aura of ten thousand flowers, and lay on the couch, hiding the pain and meeting with Ge Fengzhi in a dream.

The parting words, the pleading to stay, Shu Huixin couldn't speak, and the painful dream made her speechless in the dream, just holding Ge Fengzhi's hand and smiling stupidly, but in reality, she shed bright red blood and dripped sad tears.

It was a poignant scene!

"Senior sister, you have won!"

In the dream, Ge Fengzhi looked at Shu Huixin's smile, congratulations, parting, and caring...... How many things to say are brewed, and they can't be said either, and they all laugh at them one by one.

Ten years, the world of Ge Fengzhi only Nai Shan Cave Heaven and Mo Flower Sea, Yayan Hualien and Senior Sister, the wonder of the outside world has long been forgotten, has long been yearned, now, the holy flower has been completed, the responsibility has been, it is time to return to the red dust, involving a sincere heart.

Shu Huixin obtained the sword leader of the Shiwu Yi Sword Society, which means that she is willing to officially inherit the Zhengluo Palace, although Sanyin is not informal, Shu Huixin will never be like her own Erniang, and let go of the entire Zhengluo Palace for the sake of a man.

You want your freedom, I have my responsibility, the separation is not permanent, the reunion may be tomorrow, if the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight!

The tranquil flowers are fragrant, gradually condensed into light blue silk threads, and slowly injected into Ge Fengzhi's body, unaware.

Suddenly, a burst of yin qi swept by, like a ghost, as if it had discovered the existence of Ge Fengzhi, and instantly turned around, turning into a sword blade and attacking directly.

The cold murderous aura is getting closer and closer, Ge Fengzhi is still intoxicated in the dream, at the last moment, the light blue qi on the body explodes, and the yin qi sword blade is opened, Ge Fengzhi closes his eyes, folds off the flower stem on the fingertip, stands upright, and the stranded petals are lined up into a sword body, and the royal flower becomes a sword, facing the yin wind sword qi that attacks again.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the two sword qi collided, colliding with a powerful qi wave, which continued to spread everywhere, and the two swords were not only not shocked back by the qi wave, but turned into a close confrontation.

Fast, fast swords, the same speed, the same strength, do not give in to each other, do not put pressure on each other, not like a death match, more like a temptation.

Ten swords in an instant, hundreds of swords are engraved!

I saw that the light blue qi was getting stronger and stronger, and the yin wind sword qi began to weaken, gradually forming a suppression, and had to retreat, using the power of the sword to strike, and instantly moved back five zhang.

Ge Fengzhi did not pursue, nor did he put down his sword momentum, he drew a sword style, and gathered all his light blue energy into the sword.

In the last style, the sword stabbed forward, and the light blue energy was all dissipated, gathering into layers of sword waves and rushing straight to the yin wind, and the refined sword turned into an entity, with the stem as the handle, the flower as the blade, and the dream as the creation.

Yin Feng couldn't withstand the impact of the sword waves, and showed his true body, and before revealing his true face, a burst of black mist burst out, surrounding himself, gloomy and hideous, and said to Ge Fengzhi.

"Shanya sword, it's you, Lan Shanhua is quiet, no wonder I have done everything I have, and I have never been able to cultivate immortal Ya Yubo, it turns out that you are not dead, in vain you are the head of your generation of jade immortals, pure and holy, but you are willing to fall, turn into a lonely soul sword, and attach to the body of passers-by, it is really cheap!"

Blue Shan Flower Quiet? It's the ghost of the Jade Immortal Gate! Is she back?

Ge Fengzhi frowned, came to his senses, his phoenix eyes were half-open, and he looked at the black shadow with his eyes.

The same scene, different figures, the scene of Lan Shanhua's tragic death is clear in his eyes, the lord of the jade immortal, the blue shadow, with a resentful smile, the whole body qi and blood turned into a corpse, and was burned by the aura of ten thousand flowers.

The belated grudge has been forgotten, and now the enemy is currently insulting, how can he be merciful, Ge Fengzhi used his own purple wind and Xuanqi, and angrily swords.

"You know Youniang, there are only three people who know her real name, are you a traitor to Xianmen-Ye Sheng?"

"Sort of!" The black shadow replied coldly, and at the same time raised his left hand slightly, and a sharp weapon was extended from his hand, flashing with a cold light of despair, "The little baby of the Xuanxi Sword Sect, for the sake of your master Yi Hongzi's face, I will not stop you from living, put down the sword, and I will keep your hands!" ”

"If you don't put it down, will you break my feet?"

"I'll break all three of your legs!"

"You're ......!" Ge Fengzhi burst into anger, and rushed out with an arrow with his sword, directly hitting the Black Shadow Heavenly Spirit.

Oppose!

At the moment of impact, the black shadow was dissipated by the impact, and the black fog filled the air.

It's a doppelganger, not good!

The black mist gathered behind the galloping back of the pavilion wind with the air current, turning back into a black shadow, and the cold light appeared.

When the fate hung in the balance, a bunch of buds rose from the flowers, bloomed, bloomed with light blue energy, and erupted again, distancing the two of them, and then dissipating without a trace.

Yes!

Ge Fengzhi was repulsed and fell to the ground, and the sword left his hand and disappeared among the flowers in the distance.

"You're too weak, you're too disappointing to Hua You!" The cold black shadow slowly approached, and the cold light slowly moved forward, "Hua You, Hua You, you saved him again, it seems that you have taken a fancy to this kid, I'm sorry, I can't give him to you to get together, I'll give you a pair of his hands, how about it?" ”

Is Ge Fengzhi really that weak?

No, when he left the Naishan Cave Heaven, he unloaded the sword screen and sword wind, and left his own seventy percent of the purple wind and Xuan Qi, his skills were incomplete, and there was a senior uncle-level figure on the other side, so it was inevitable to miss for a while.

Ge Fengzhi did not regret sighing, but stood up again, this fall made him understand that although Zifeng Xuanqi can increase his strength too much, but it is too weak, not only can he not exert his strength, but also locks other sword styles, the sword intent left by Youniang naturally cannot be used for his own use, maybe there is a way to do. If you completely suppress the purple wind and Xuan Qi, and only use the sword style to guide Youniang's sword intent, as long as you use it properly, it should be no problem to get out.

The cold light is just around the corner.

Ge Fengzhi hurriedly ran forward, folded another flower with his hand, and drew a sword momentum.

"Taiyu Dream Thunder Blazing Wind Sword? Shocking cloud shadow, magnificent twilight moon! ”

Stepping on the fog and rising to the clouds, the fast sword becomes a rainbow, the sword momentum is accumulated, and the dual styles are used together, although Ge Fengzhi dodges faster, like a flying swallow in the clouds, and the petals in his hand have been cut to nothing by the cold light.

The cold light was cut again, Ge Fengzhi had to give up the flower stem in his hand, and folded a bunch of flowers with his hand, this fold was different, and the sword that disappeared in the flower bush was summoned and galloped over.

Boom!

The belated foil, dragging down the light blue energy, struck a heavy blow against the cold light, and won a lot of respite for Ge Fengzhi.

For a moment, the cold light struck again.

The continuous sword style gradually gained sword momentum, and the guidance of the sword became smoother and smoother, and the sword qi was formed, and Ge Fengzhi did not need to deliberately dodge the attack of the cold light to compete with it.

After all, it is a sword style that is guided, and the sword qi often comes first, and every move and style of Ge Fengzhi is easy to crack in the eyes of the black shadow.

It was enough, not only slowed down the sword speed of the black shadow, but also made the black shadow dare not attack rashly, because for every sword that came later, Ge Fengzhi had the opportunity to make the sword with his own hands, as long as the black shadow exposed the empty door, it would be severely damaged at any time.

Swords come and go, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred swords go back and forth.

The sword light of the black shadow is insidious and fast, without revealing the true body, showing its edge, step by step, slowly advancing, and all the places it passes through are fragmented with flowers and leaves.

Ge Fengzhi's sword momentum has been completed, and the guided sword qi is slow and fast, and the danger is resolved, and he gradually lets go of the idea of getting out, and becomes the belief of revenge, waiting for the opponent to relax for a moment, just a moment.

You want to kill me and take things, I want to kill you even more, and a sword with pressure can make people feel good.