In the middle of the mountain stream, Yiqin and Yue Ze were hurrying to the stone wall. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feeling the gusts of mountain wind blowing around his face, and the ground under his feet receding rapidly, a look of envy appeared on Yue Ze's face. It took me half an hour to get to the stone wall, but now it's less than ten breaths, and I've already walked nearly one-fifth of the way, and that speed can be seen.

Looking at Yiqin's expressionless little face from the side and back, Yue Ze tightened the quaint scabbard he was holding in his hand, and was speechless for a while.

Looks like we'll have to find a chance to get this thing back, it's of unknown origin, and it's a real headache if you get yourself in trouble.

And in the midst of such a rapid journey, within a moment, the two approached the mountain wall.

You can hear the crash of the water below the mountain wall getting louder and louder, and at last it is like thunder.

"This is it?" Yiqin asked.

Yue Ze nodded, and glanced at the mountain wall not far away with some confusion. When he came to the bottom of the mountain wall before, the sound of the water crashing was not small, but it should not be as loud as it is now.

However, Yue Ze didn't think too much about this kind of thing, pointed to the top of the mountain wall, and said, "As long as you go out from there, you can leave." ”

Yiqin looked at the direction that Yue Ze was pointing, his snow-white chin tapped, and the seal method in his hand changed again, and he saw the purple circle under his feet shining brightly, carrying the two of them up again.

Glancing back at the silence that passed behind him to an eerie place, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

But she didn't think much about it, her jade fingers leaned upward, and the circle under her feet rushed towards the top of the mountain wall at a rapid pace.

As long as you leave here, no matter how weird it is, it has nothing to do with you.

His mind turned, and his speed did not decrease, and he rushed towards the top of the stone wall at a high speed.

Yue Ze frowned, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that the sound of the water crashing was getting louder and louder, beyond the thunder, more like a wild roar.

Fifty zhang, thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang, I saw the two of them getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain wall.

It was at this moment that a sudden change occurred!

When the two of them were only five feet away from the top of the mountain wall, suddenly, an extremely cold sword light fell from the sky and slashed down obliquely.

Yiqin's face changed slightly, and his little hand quickly drew a rune on his waist, and slapped it out with one palm. Then I saw that the originally small sigil rose in the wind, and finally turned into a huge beast face, and there was a faint sound of fierce beast howling.

Bang! The beast face sigil and the sword light met in an instant, and there was a burst of vitality explosion.

However, in just a few breaths, Yue Ze's eyes shrank, and he saw that a crack began to appear on the beast face rune. And over time, the number of cracks is increasing.

Yiqin's delicate body trembled, grabbed the collar behind Yue Ze's neck with his backhand, and his figure flashed, rushing towards the edge of the deep pool below.

The purple circle under the feet of the two people before flipped in the air, leaving Yue Ze and the others, and rushed towards the sword light, staying close, the runes on it stopped rotating in an instant, and then exploded with a bang, which could block the sword light.

Zheng! A clear sword roar.

A curling figure suddenly broke through the area where the runes exploded and fell to the other side of the pool.

Before Yue Ze and the two of them landed, there was another bang when they drew their swords, and the figure flashed quickly, sweeping a light wind.

In less than a breath, this figure came to the two of Yue Ze who were still in the air, and the sword light on the cold long sword extended out, and a sword stabbed out.

Swish! Yue Ze only heard this sound, and the next moment he felt a chill in his neck, and a slight tingling sensation came.

Immediately afterward, he saw a woman with a cold temperament standing in front of him, a long sword in his jade hand flashing with a slight silver light, the long sword was thin and long, reaching his throat.

This scene, of course, is familiar to Yue Ze.

Five years ago, he didn't have that sword, and now he might still be bullied in that wild mountain village.

It can even be said that without the original sword, there would be no current him.

So he smiled, and there was a sense of kindness in his smile. There was a solid feeling in my feet, and I thought it had fallen to the ground.

"Senior sister," Koshizawa said.

"It's you" Chang Xi slowly withdrew the long sword in his hand, a flash of memory flashed in his plain eyes, and then quickly returned to normal.

Then she glanced at Yi Qin, who was grabbing Yue Ze's collar and looking at her with a wary expression.

"Let go" Chang Xi held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and an extremely cold sword intent condensed into essence and emanated.

One person and one sword, all of them are cold and vulgar, and the sword intent fluctuates, as if Ling Yan is an immortal.

Her tone was light, as if she was just telling a trivial matter, and only the cold and bone-chilling sword intent showed her true emotions at the moment.

"Giggles, I don't want it!" Yiqin stretched out his small tongue and licked the ruddy corners of his mouth, and said with a smile.

The corners of Yue Ze's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Yi Qin, who was like the two of them in the mountain stream before, this girl was really well disguised.

Feeling the increasingly solemn atmosphere between the two women, Yue Ze's scalp also faintly tingled.

"Senior sister, she's not a worm girl!" Yue Ze hurriedly said.

Chang Xi's beautiful brows furrowed, looked at Yiqin's charming face, and said, "Do you know what she did?" ”

"Uh" Yue Ze was stunned for a moment, a little speechless, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while, after all, what Yiqin did that day was indeed a little unreasonable.

However, Yiqin smiled indifferently and said, "I was seriously injured that day, so I took some of the essence blood of your junior brothers and sisters, and I didn't damage them." ”

Immediately, her eyes glanced down, looking at the long sword in Chang Xi's hand and the dark waterhole behind her, her eyes flashed with a hint of realization.

"You are a descendant of the Seven Jue Sword Sect?" Yiqin asked suddenly.

Bite! Chang Xi flicked his finger on the sword, making a sharp sound.

"Who the hell are you?" Chang Xi's beautiful eyes stared at Yiqin tightly, and her tone suddenly asked coldly.

Seeing Chang Xi's momentum gradually rising up and down, he confirmed the guess in his heart even more.

"Legend has it that there is a great sect in the extreme west, the Seven Jue Sword Sect, but it was destroyed by mysterious forces overnight, and no one in the whole sect was spared, leaving only two famous swords, one named Lianhua Bazheng, and the other called Qijue Hua." Yi Qin said eloquently.

Glancing at the cold long sword in Chang Xi's hand, she said again: "This one in your hand should be the legendary Seven Senses Hua, it's really not good-looking, Lianhua Bazheng is much better looking than it, cluck." ”

Before the words fell, there was a bang! Chang Xiyu's hand straightened up the long sword, and while the vitality was running, the sword body began to tremble wildly.

"Who the hell are you?" This is the second time Chang Xi has asked this question, even if she is as cold as her, her emotions at the moment seem to be a little excited.

"Nine Dao" Yiqin suddenly put away the smile on his face, and said in a positive way.

Chang Xi was silent for a while, the long sword trembled, and said, "What evidence?" ”

"The dust purifies the three poisons, cuts off the five aggregates, the reality is illusory, and the lotus blossom is eight!" Yiqin said.

Buzzing, the long sword in Chang Xi's hand trembled slightly, but at this time it was not the sword body, but because of her hand.

After a while, she put down the long sword in her hand, let it levitate in mid-air, and stood by the pool, without saying a word.

"With your current cultivation, you can't hold it." Yiqin looked at the suspended long sword, and said with a rare seriousness on his face.

Chang Xi glanced at the long sword suspended beside him, turned his back, looked at the deep pool, and remained silent.

It's just that the long sword whined and screamed, like crying, and the sword roared tactfully, and it was sad and chilling.