The faint flowers, delicate and beautiful, gusts of wind swept by, and the two figures were fighting mercilessly!

The black shadow's offensive gradually fell into decline, and there was a tendency to be counterpressed, Lan Shanhuayou's strength He naturally understood that the success of that assassination was completely luck, if it was a fair move, it would be a miracle to be able to survive, but he couldn't imagine that the sword intent left behind by Lan Shanhuayou's death, Shanya's sword spirit, was still so strong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lan Shan Huayou's consciousness is attached to the flowers, weaving sword intent with a steady stream of living energy, the sword is only a part of the middle period, and the black shadow can no longer take away Lan Shan Huayou's sword intent, not to mention that today's purpose is not in the sword intent, and the immortal jade is no longer important.

Give up, but on the other side is the tip of the sword of revenge, then destroy it!

The black shadow pulled away from the flowers, jumped into the air and waited, looking down at this piece of dark blue flowers, the purple shadow of the sword dancing in the flowers, and the light blue sword qi was still endless.

"It's a good trick of the adulterer's **** sword, the cooperation is seamless, and it is difficult! Huayou, don't blame me for not thinking about the same door again, please rest in peace! Burning the sea without desire! ”

The cold light was held high, absorbing the scorching sun, and the black shadow stroked with his left hand, and the black mist around him burned out a strange green fire, and the rampant tongue of fire fell wildly.

Filthy fire, filthy to filthy, burning to the holy and immortal, so that it is immersed in it, and holiness does not exist.

"Filthy fire? Why not from the fire? Ye Sheng, you are so shameless! After all, Yingsha Valley is the place where Yuxian once lived, and it is also the hometown where you were raised, how can you be so insulting, you can't be ungrateful to this extent! ”

In the face of the filthy fire, the weak flowers must be gone, and the situation is critical and cannot tolerate hesitation, Ge Fengzhi immediately made a decision, and discharged all the purple wind and mysterious qi to protect all the flowers and leaves.

"A little wind and snow, a sword sky, move flowers!"

The left finger makes the wind and snow, the right palm swings the magic array, the sword travels to the sky, with the sword momentum of the three types of the same luck, the wind and snow cold gas turns into snow mist deep into the flowers, all the flowers and leaves gradually detach from the branches, drifting with the snow mist.

The fire was dripping, and the snow and mist rippled, like a shower of fire and rain on the surface of the lake.

The snow mist rolled with the sword momentum, and the flowers and leaves protected by the purple wind and Xuan Qi gathered towards the flower sword, and Ge Fengzhi held up the flower sword and shot it towards the sky, leading the flowers and leaves in the snow fog to soar into the sky, bathed in the mild sunlight.

There was already a sea of fire under his feet, and it turned out that the filthy fire could not burn ordinary mortals, but the sword was out of his hand, and the cold laughter was getting closer and closer.

"Wow!"

A cry rang out!

Is it the cry of a child, when is it hidden in the flowers? Does Yuxian still have descendants? Ge Fengzhi swept into a moment of deep thought.

The black shadow heard the cry, and also hesitated for a moment.

In an instant, in an instant, Ge Fengzhi held a sword steaming with purple and blue snow mist, stabbing at the heart of the black shadow, and the protection of the Shanya sword spirit in the purple wind and mysterious qi continued to penetrate the black shadow's body.

"Impossible? I am a defiled body, immortals and demons are not subject to it, how can you hurt me? Impossible!! ”

The black shadow looked at the sword in his heart, and did not dare to send a letter!

"Because at this moment, I am just an ordinary mortal who is no longer ordinary, the filth is ineffective for me, the filth is just a mortal process, I can naturally clean it up, Ye Sheng, atone for my sins!"

The tip of the sword flipped and burst into flames, and Ge Fengzhi drew her sword, and then shot it into the sky again, and then plunged into the turbulent green sea of fire, chasing the cry of the child.

The flower sword gathers the flowers and leaves protected in the purple wind and mystical qi, and turns into a purple dragon to soar in the air.

The black shadow demon body was broken, and under the induction of Shanya's sword, the immortal Ya Yubo, who was sleeping in the body and was not yet complete, woke up, and the faint immortal Hua attached to it and leaked out.

The fairy jade is thin, the supreme symbol of the jade fairy gate, the most holy and pure, and there is no room for a trace of filth.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Ha! Mortals, mortals who are inferior to ants! Lan Shanhuayou, is all this your calculation? ”

The black shadow clenched his fists, looked at the purple dragon in the air, and laughed wildly.

The shallow immortal blossom floated in the air, and at the moment of touching the filthy flame, it was like a lead to money, bringing the ruthless filthy fire into the black shadow body, and the immortal jade was thin with the hatred of the entire Yuxian Gate, and the embers burned instantly, and the degenerate flames came out, just like the blue good flowers of the year, turned into a dry corpse, and were burned by the ruthless filthy fire.

All this is self-inflicted, if you no longer covet the Shanya sword left by Lan Shanhua, now you are a powerful person in the Aoliang country, glorious and rich, and enjoy inexhaustible, and now everything has turned into ashes......

Unwilling!

"Lan Shanhua Yu!! Good junior sister, if you pull your senior brother to accompany you, everything that belongs to the Yuxian Gate should be destroyed together with the last person in the Yuxian Gate! ”

The Burning Man danced, the cold light shone, and the holy flame burst out from the tip of the sword, and the blazing white flames spread out in all directions, driving the filthy fire to stretch out in the circle, trying to ignite the entire Yingsha Valley.

Away from the fire, the holy fire of the jade immortal, warding off evil spirits and driving away filth, is the burning of the jade fairy feather, no injury or pain, but it can burn everything.

"Heaven on earth is a grudge, when we go to Huangquan together! The fairy jade is sad, and there is no boundary between the flames! Ha! Ha! Ha! ”

The filthy fire extinguishes the saint, the fire is burned, the double destruction spreads mercilessly, and the final wild laughter, rippling with flames, gradually disappears.

"Filth and fire coexist, play with fire and self-immolation! Yuxian has always deceived himself like this! ”

With an empty sigh, the hatred is gone, the destruction is imminent, and there is no regret Lan Shanhua You, who decided to use everything he has left to quell this fire.

The sword galloped, breaking away from the protection of the purple wind and mysterious qi, circling and diving, throwing into that piece of pure white fire, Lingshanya's sword spirit continued to absorb the fire, burning out the aura of ten thousand flowers, the pure and gorgeous fairy flame, turning into a whirlwind, pulling the spreading filthy fire.

Without the guidance of the flower sword, the purple wind and the flowers and leaves slowly dispersed, and they drifted away with the wind.

The greedy filthy fire, sensing the temptation of the fairies, only cares about devouring it frantically, constantly retreating, but at the moment of touching the fire, it is ruthlessly burned by the fire, even the land is no exception.

As Shanya's sword spirit burned out, the immortal flame was slowly extinguished, and the radius where Shanya's sword spirit was burned was only a void.

"Youniang!"

In the remnants of the filthy fire, a haggard Ge Fengzhi, holding an unconscious child in his hand, came back with heavy steps, staring into the void, feeling a trace of comfort and a trace of loss.

Shout~

Suddenly, a sword qi from the sky smashed down and shot into the void, and the huge Dao intent pulled the surrounding scenery, and the flawed void was gradually filled.

"The Three Qing Sects, the Emperor's Dao is different, the self-cultivation is the Tao, and the Ten Thousand Laws show the Dao style!"

With the poem, a white figure floated over the sea of flowers, the eyebrows of the man in white were light and blue, the white robe was fluttering, the fairy wind bone, holding an emerald jade bottle in his left hand, and a mango leaf in his right hand, falling on the ground after the restoration of the void, and saluting to Ge Fengzhi.

"Xu Yijian sent the Qingdao Division, Hongtian, thank you to the three hidden Taoist friends, and work hard to save the disciples of the Hidden Sect, please be gracious!"

"Disciple?" Ge Fengzhi looked at the child in his hand and asked.

"Yes, it was entrusted by an old friend and raised by a contemptible person, he will be the sixteenth generation of the Great Disciple of the Sword Covering Sect, Lu Jinxuan!"

With a name, a surname and an identity, this child has a special physique, but he is not burned by the filthy fire, it seems that he is just an ordinary person, not a jade immortal, Ge Fengzhi thought about it in his heart, and handed the child to the hand of the person who came.

"If he was entrusted by an old friend, why did he leave him in the wilderness? So that calamity is coming! ”

"I'm sorry, it was the negligence of the contemptible and the mistake! When the Yuqing Daoist prepared the wound medicine, he lacked a blind flower dew, and the contemptible people had no leisure, so he took the apprentice to collect, but the apprentice was not suitable for the aura of ten thousand flowers, so he placed him under the valley, who knows...... Alas! Thank you so much for saving your life to the apprentices! ”

A life-and-death struggle, the Xuan Qi was lost, the air was exhausted, and the face of the three hidden people had to be polite, and the decline of the Jade Immortal Gate could not be leaked to the outside world.

"No problem!" Ge Fengzhi waved his hand, "It's okay if people are fine, then again, I have to thank Dao Si for repairing the void defects for Yingshagu, no one needs to thank anyone, let's clear it!" ”

"Where? How can the carving insect skill be exchanged for life-saving grace, and ask Taoist friends to leave their names, so that the apprentices will know their gratitude in the future, and not be ungrateful! ”

"In the lower pavilion Fengzhi, Dao Si is serious!"

"It turned out to be a rookie of the Zhuoxi Sword Sect, the sword leader who folded the crown at the Shiwu Yi Sword Meeting, and he was unconscious! No wonder the battle was so amazing! What's going on? Why is that fire so hard to come close to? ”

Isn't the sword leader of the Shiwu Yi Sword Club the junior sister Shu Huixin? How did you become yourself?

"It's just that I'm cleaning up the earthly portal for the Jade Immortal Gate!" Ge Fengzhi pondered for a moment, "Dao Si...... You should be concerned about the injuries of the Lingpu! ”

"Oh!" The man in white smiled playfully, leaned over and saluted, "Thank you for reminding you that the flower dew has been collected almost, it's time to go back, today's grace will be reported again in the future, if you have the opportunity, you can come to Cangyin alone, and the contemptible people will be happy at any time!" ”

"There will be a date later!"

"There will be a date later!"

The man in white hugged the child, took a few steps back, and Edgeworth left.

Ge Fengzhi was independent of the place, the momentum of the hard support instantly declined, looking up, the flowers and leaves floating in the air were like a blue snow, covering the land after the fire disaster.

Yingshagu returned to the light blue quiet, which was refreshing, although it was only for a moment, it was enough, the Jade Immortal Gate disappeared into the world, behind the pavilion Fengzhi, the blue petals gathered into a phantom, the snow-white placket, the blue skirt, the charming and moving face, revealing a childish smile.

The saint of the jade immortal, the blue good flower, the last trace of spiritual sense.

"Youniang!"

Ge Fengzhi felt the breath behind her, and consciously wanted to turn around and look back, but she was stopped, and Sha Rou's voice sounded in her head.

"Don't look back! I am now just a remnant of the soul, not clothed, in the smoke and clouds, if you respect my holiness, Yayan Hualien dream of one side, let it be only one! ”

"I'm going down!" Ge Fengzhi said after being silent for a while.

"Aren't you waiting for the Holy Flower War?"

"My responsibility has been fulfilled, the battle of the Holy Flower has always been seen by heaven, fortunately, between the Lord and the Lord, I don't think it will fail!"

"Is there any person or thing in Nankunlun that is worth keeping for you?"

"It's too much, so I decided to leave, and I'll definitely come back!"

"But your purple wind is wasted, going down the mountain at this time must be dangerous, I am the one who has burdened you, I'm sorry!"

"This is also the reason why I want to leave, not to mention the involvement, Yayan Hualien is from the Yuxian Gate, I am also a member of the Yuxian Gate, I have the responsibility to maintain the Yuxian!"

"Can't you still let go of the search for Xiang Wangyu? Eight hundred years, Yayan Hualien has never bloomed again, and the inheritance of Zhuoxi is just a memorial of Yayan Hualien, give up! The Yayan Ice Lotus sung by the Jade Immortal Gate has long been a thing of the past, and the reappearance of Hanyan can't change anything, it only adds to the troubles! ”

"Youniang! Have you ever seen the Hanyan Hualien? ”

"I've seen it, because I'm the Hanyan of Yayan Hualien!"

"Haha! What a wonderful scene it is, Youniang, even if you can't wait, one day, Hanyan will reappear, Yayan Ice Lotus will open again, and the miracle of the Jade Immortal will be recreated by you! ”

Ge Fengzhi squatted down, picked up a burnt flower stem on the ground, and strode forward, stepping on the road down the mountain.

Lan Shanhua looked at the distant back, shook her head and smiled, "I will wait, but it is not the miracle of the Jade Immortal, but your miracle, may you have a smooth journey, take care!" ”

On the evening of this day, Lan Shanhua held a purple umbrella and stepped on the Zhuoxi Sword Sect, independently on the attic platform, and used his own fragrance to dye and wash the entire Zhuoxi Sword Sect.

The same location, the same thing, the same time period, twenty years, in Lan Shanhuayou's eyes, it seems to be just a snap of a finger!