The sword spirit entered the body, and suddenly the sword body of the Lone Snow Sword shone brightly, and the ice blue light shone on its sword body, and a vast power escaped from the Lone Snow Sword.

The Lone Snow Sword was originally a half-step magic weapon level, and at this moment, the sword spirit entered the body and its rank had made a qualitative leap.

Under Xiao Jiange's shocking gaze, the aura of the Lone Snow Sword rose little by little, and then reached its peak.

"Boom" An ice-blue ripple of true qi like a magnetic field bloomed from the clear sword body, and the Lone Snow Sword suddenly changed.

I saw that the white sword body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the entire sword body turned into white and blue, and a cold air slowly escaped from the sword body, cold to the bone, and it was soul-stirring.

"I'm promoted. Xiao Jiange couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw such a scene, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes.

At this moment, the aura emanating from the Lone Snow Sword was the aura of the magic weapon level rank.

A sword roar resounded through the ice crystal sword body, and the Lone Snow Sword slowly fell from mid-air and fell into Xiao Jian's singer.

Xiao Jiange's eyes stroking the sword body obsessively.

This time, the Lone Snow Sword has become his strongest spiritual weapon.

Xiao Jiange naturally likes Gu Xuejian even more in his heart.

Regardless of the fact that he has now become the only magic weapon that he can come up with.

The reason given by Tang Fengqing alone is enough.

With a crisp sound, the ice blue light of the sword body of the Lone Snow Sword bloomed, and an illusory female figure slowly emerged.

It was the sword spirit, and at this moment her body was emitting an ice blue light, which was not at all different from the previous blood-red light, but there was still an erect red stripe at the center of her eyebrows.

The sword spirit entered the lonely snow sword, and Xiao Jiange was surprised to find that he and the sword spirit could sense each other in their hearts.

"It's amazing. Xiao Jiange muttered to himself, and then put the Lone Snow Sword into the sheath, and the sword spirit figure disappeared into the sword body.

Xiao Jiange stood in place for a moment, stunned, looking at the remnant swords stained with bright red blood around him, and a wave of respect welled up in his heart.

I saw Xiao Jiange making a compilation of these thousands of red-dyed swords

"Thank you seniors for making it happen!"

Xiao Jiange flicked his sleeves and resolutely turned to leave.

"Whew" A cold wind blew, and ten thousand swords roared alone, revealing a leisurely desolation, which seemed to be like a farewell at the moment, just like the swordsmen who gathered in Wanjian Mountain in the past to shout a martial idiot.

What is a martial idiot?

As the saying goes, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and all the remnants of the soul understand.

Today, Xiao Jiange is the martial idiot of the past!

Xiao Jiange walked out of the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb, only to feel a burst of refreshment, suppressed in the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb for a long time, and at this moment, he suddenly saw that the world naturally felt a burst of relief as if it suddenly opened up.

However, at this moment, Xiao Jiange, who was wearing mink velvet, couldn't help but freeze, and the expression on his face froze.

"Sizzle" A cold sword made a sword roar three inches in front of Xiao Jiange's neck, and a chill spread from his throat.

It turned out that at some point, a black-clothed figure had already come to Xiao Jiange with a cold sword in his hand.

Silently, unconsciously.

The person who came was a woman, dressed in black and no longer wearing plain clothes, with three thousand white hair falling like snow, and her peerless face no longer had the weakness of that woman, replaced by resoluteness and ruthlessness.

On his waist, he wore a white jade flute that Xiao Jiange was familiar with, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink!

Xiao Jiange's eyes were full of disbelief, he couldn't believe that the figure in front of him was actually Qin Luoli he knew!

Goodbye Qin Luoli, Xiao Jiange's eyes were not only incredulous, but also a little guilty.

Love is really so terrifying, in a short period of time, a graceful woman in plain clothes and a flute has become a killer of a woman in black.

Looking at the familiar face in the past, but with an unfamiliar look, Xiao Jiange's eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Luo, Luoli" Xiao Jiange said with difficulty, his voice hoarse.

A breeze blew from the valley and blew away the desolation.

Qin Luoli held the cold sword against Xiao Jiange's throat, with a little tears in his eyes, and his eyes were cold and resolute.

Hate, a deep hatred.

Xiao Jiange looked at Qin Luoli in front of him and choked up, and he wanted to say a lot of things, but he seemed to be blocked by it and couldn't say a word.

"What are you still hesitating about?Can't you do it?Are you still so merciful to a negative man?" At this moment, a cold voice came faintly, making Qin Luoli's cold sword in his hand tremble a little.

Xiao Jiange frowned and looked at the place where the voice came from.

I saw two figures slowly emerging not far away, both of them were dressed in black, and they were also white-haired, a man and a woman.

The person who came was Baili Ling and Huang Sanjian.

"What did you do to Luo Li, if you want to kill me, why do you want to attack Luo Li?" Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, and anger suddenly rose in his eyes.

Some time ago, Bai Liling took Qin Luoli away and left a letter for himself.

"Ha, are you embarrassed to say that as a negative man?" Bai Li Ling's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Qin Luoli went to the Broken Soul Mountain to save you for you, sent you to the Medicine King Valley, and then did not hesitate to transfer the meridians and graft the pregnant spirit to save you. Baili Ling said lightly and stepped out.

"And you, what have you done for her?" Bai Liling's question slowly fell.

Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his face suddenly turned pale, and his figure couldn't help but shake and involuntarily took a few steps back. Scholarly

"It's just a matter of talking about love and bluffing people, but in reality, how much can you pay for her?" Bai Liling stepped forward again, and the momentum on his body became stronger by three points, and he asked indifferently.

"I" As Bai Liling's every question fell, Xiao Jiange's face became more and more pale, and he was unable to answer.

"You can't give her anything, and you don't even love her, so is it wrong for her to go with us?" Bai Li Ling stepped down again, and the sword intent around him had quietly risen and gathered.

"That's right" Xiao Jiange's face turned pale and said dejectedly.

Qin Luoli looked at him quietly with his sword, there was no emotion in his beautiful eyes at the moment, and there was only a coldness in his eyes.

It was cold and piercing, Xiao Jiange looked at it with pain in his eyes.

He was in pain in his heart, he was bitter that he still hurt someone after all, painful this karma, painful regret that he shouldn't have been.

"The world's negative men hurt people's hearts and souls, how many women are heartbroken, do you say you should kill them?" Bai Liling stepped out again, and the aura around him quietly rose.

"The. Xiao Jiange felt guilty and condemned in his heart at this moment, cold sweat flowed, and Bai Li Ling's words had already hit his heart, even though he felt Bai Li Ling's sword intent, he was still unwilling to use his skills to be vigilant.

When a person's spirit is suddenly struck, when his conscience is suddenly condemned, then the ensuing pain is enough to strike deep into his heart.

At this moment, Xiao Jiange had a faint desire to die in his heart, wanting to die and repay this cause and effect.

"Let's let Qin Luoli cultivate and let her come to the sword, you say, should you die?" Baili Ling took another step, and the sword qi that filled the sky around her rose overwhelmingly.

"Damn" Xiao Jiange's heart ached faintly, and he only felt a feeling of suffocation.

The corners of Bai Liling's mouth curled, and a trace of grace bloomed on her cold expression in an instant, only to see her take the last step out and say lightly

"Thou hast said, thou art not a bad man!"

A question suddenly hit Xiao Jiange's mind like a thunderbolt from a sunny day.

Xiao Jiange's pupils shrank suddenly, and the spirit of the whole person was suddenly destroyed, and he couldn't help but kneel down on one knee with his head in his hands, a cold sweat flowed down his forehead, his expression was painful, and he kept muttering in a low voice

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”

Qin Luoli saw Xiao Jiange's painful appearance, and a trace of unbearability flashed in her cold eyes.

"Ha, then you should die!" Bai Li Ling smiled indifferently and said loudly.

I saw her fingers together, and a shocking sword shadow broke through the sky, like an illusory sword body breaking through the void and attacking Xiao Jiange, who was kneeling on one knee and holding his head.

The sudden change caught Qin Luoli and the three swords off guard.

"Master!" Qin Luoli's heart jumped, and he subconsciously said loudly.

The shadow of the sword broke through the air, and the ground along the way was cracked.

Xiao Jiange didn't mean to resist at all, just hugged his head and muttered in pain, as if he was stunned, his eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.

"Sword Song!" Qin Luoli couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw this.

The sword shadow broke through the air, and when he saw that Xiao Jiange was about to turn into a blood mist, a Taiji Bagua Diagram phantom suddenly broke through the air from behind Xiao Jiange, shattering the sword shadow.

"Drink, idiot, wake up!" a voice sighed slowly, and it exploded in Xiao Jiange's mind like an initiation.

"Uh" Xiao Jiange suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes still palpitating, gasping for breath, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

It's such a terrifying spell, even if it's yourself, you were accidentally caught in it.

"Huh?" Baili Ling sighed lightly and stared.

"Demon Sect reciting spells, Zhixin, have you really entered the Demon Sect?" a figure slowly stepped in, and he asked in disbelief.

The person who came was wearing a yellow robe, a jade crown, and a peachwood sword, and he was a middle-aged man.

The person who came was Qing Xuanzi, who was fifth on the sword list.

Seeing the appearance of Qing Xuanzi, Baili Ling's eyes suddenly froze, and a strong murderous intent emerged from her beautiful eyes, she was like a tiger who had been stepped on by the tail, and her face was angry for no reason, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You still dare to appear in front of my eyes." ”

Qing Xuanzi, who was dressed in a yellow robe, quietly looked at the black-clothed and white-haired beauty in front of her, even though she had a scar on her cheek, she still did not reduce her love for her.

When he came out of the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb, Murong Qing stopped him and handed him a letter.

The letter was written by the Taoist master, that is, the instructions of his own master.

There was only one short sentence on the letter.

The bell must also be tied to the bell, and the bell should be untied when the letter arrives.

When Qing Xuanzi saw the letter, he understood the meaning of the letter.

When his thoughts returned, Qing Xuanzi looked at the beautiful woman in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh faintly.

Since the master wants to make a break with his sins, the only way to do it is to make a break.

Qing Xuanzi and Baili Ling confronted each other quietly.

There was silence, all silence.

finally

Bai Liling was the first to speak, "Are you finally willing to face me?"

Qing Xuanzi sighed

"What should come will always come, and you can't hide from it. ”

He looked at Baili Ling quietly, and then smiled and said softly

"Don't hide. ”