Inside the courtyard.

The moment Cao Ran got up, the countless sword weapons hovering in the room rattled.

The sword qi boiled, and the door was wide open.

"Sword Collection" is a very mysterious method, its own world, another way, it seems to be almost the same as the sword control technique practiced by ordinary sword cultivation, but there is a lot of mystery, completely different, now in the mansion hanging many sword weapons, is the girl every day from the "Sword Collection" to wipe the flying sword.

Raise a sword for a thousand days, use a sword for a while.

The flying sword roared -

In the courtyard, Ning Yi's face was pale, and in his snort, he let out a muffled snort of pain. Pei Fu's girl, who put her hands on Ning Yi's back, looked solemn, and now she is still in the final stage of "pulling out the dead air", she can't be distracted, she tried her best, but she could only use a trace of thought.

Kamiike ouchi.

Ning Yi, who lost consciousness, was suspended in the sky above the divine pond with a wisp of divine thoughts, his clothes were windless and automatic, and bursts of black gas flew out and slowly overflowed.

The crushed white jade is clearing the dead air bit by bit...... These dead qi eroded Ning Yi's divine pool, and it was difficult to exhaust it, so he could only rely on Purple Mountain's secret techniques to suppress it.

The female sword immortal who gently pressed her palm on the forehead of "Ning Yi" raised her head and seemed to look at the scene that was happening outside.

Chu Xuan's predecessor's thoughts had dissipated.

The female sword fairy took a breath lightly, pressed a finger to the center of her eyebrows, and silently recited a word.

"Go. ”

The word "go" exploded in the courtyard -

A flick of the flying sword, mighty and mighty, like a word cut out, end to end, the air machine is round.

The tip of the sword is connected to the hilt of the sword, one after another smashes the plaque in front of the door of the mansion, grabs the "frame" and comes out, in an instant, the wooden door is shattered, the sword is majestic, and the murderous aura is awe-inspiring, like a big river hanging.

Cao Ran, who had just stood up, was instantly hit by a "sword river".

Cao Ran was expressionless, holding countless flying swords, and stepped forward.

He raised a hand, blocked his waist and pushed away a sword tide, pinched this sword qi river connected to Jackie Chan, raised his foot and stepped on it, a whole sword river was trampled to pieces, splashed in all directions, and the flying sword in the sky was like a star hanging high, inverting the tip of the sword, aiming at this northern candle dragon, and instantly submerged down.

The sword qi gathered and shrouded, and Cao Ran made a "window" gesture with both hands, but what he saw was not clear.

It was the second wave of sword qi.

The second wave of sword qi flew without warning, smashing head-on, smashing this northern realm cultivator staggered, and when he stood firm, he went up and down from front to back, left and right, and countless flying swords swirled around the vortex, covering the sky and the sun, and it was dim.

"Good. ”

"What a sword. ”

Cao Ran stood in the sword qi world, and the mighty sword qi scraped the red robe.

The young man shook one or two, and immediately stood firm, the hot breath on his body opened and closed, like an old dragon's breath, splashing a few scarlet sparks out of thin air, seven or eight sword weapons that tried to poke into his body three feet around, instantly surrounded by sparks, the sword body was dyed red, and then hit his shoulder, waist, and turned into powder.

He took a long breath, looked at a man and a woman in the courtyard, and laughed softly: "Hundreds of hidden swords, use swords to kill." With this hand, it is much higher than the king of Guizhao Mountain. ”

The girl narrowed her eyes and did not answer.

The young man with a hat swirled with sparks on his body had a magic seal in his hand.

What kind of person is Cao Ran?

Looking at his posture and appearance, he is just a rugged man who travels the rivers and lakes. However, at this moment, the pinching method of this Dharma seal is extremely particular: the thumb is patterned according to the third section of the ring finger, the index finger is bent to the first section of the thumb, and the remaining three fingers are clenched into fists.

In addition to the layers of sword qi, the girl sitting on the waist drum pier in the courtyard saw the magic seal, and her pupils contracted slightly.

"The Great Light Mantra of Lingshan ......"

Cao Ran was in the sword qi, his hearing was still extremely keen, he pinched the magic seal, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, but said softly: "You actually recognized it? It is indeed the Great Light Mantra of Lingshan." ”

"The Lingshan method is never passed on. Where did you get that?" Pei Fu stared at Cao Ran and asked word by word.

"Naturally, I came to the university in the open. The man in the hat smiled and said, "I have visited many holy sons of the holy mountain, and most of them are afraid of being beaten and cannot come out. Only Lingshan is an exception, so I paid some slight price, in Lingshan followed the monks of the mountain to practice for a period of time, what annoyed me the most before was the extremely powerful sword cultivation, that great virtue taught me this trick, this law seal, specializing in breaking the sword cultivation method of the world. There are not only the 'Great Light Mantra', but also the 'Great Compassion God Watermark', the 'Medicine Master Mantra', and the 'Compassion Mantra', I will have a lot, do you want to take a look at them one by one?"

Cao Ran crushed the seal.

In the dark, shine brightly.

Pei Fu's sword qi world, wrapped in Cao Ran, began to shake violently at this moment.

The northern candle dragon made a seal again, pressing the index finger of the right hand against the index finger of the left hand, clasping his fists with his hands staggered, and placing his thumb together on the index finger of his right hand.

Mercy Mantra!

With the formation of this spell mark, a cobwebs exploded on the soles of Cao Ran's feet, and a golden Sanskrit character rose up, rippling like golden ink-

The sword weapon was shattered, and hundreds of long swords hanging high in the sky and earth were overwhelmed and burned into ashes under the condensation of this seal.

Cao Ran shook his hands, and his big sleeves settled.

He slowly sat back, waved his sleeves, sat back on the stone pier, looked at Pei Fuya on the other side of the courtyard with a smile, and asked softly, "How?"

The sword weapon is scattered.

Pei Fu watched silently at the ashes of the sword weapons falling from the sky, and the hot flying ashes were raised one after another.

This time, he used the three hundred hidden swords in the "Sword Collection", with the original intention of trapping this candle dragon, but the other party directly shattered a magic seal.

Cao Ran sat back on the stone pier of the waist drum, his breath still lingering, his hat veil swaying in the hot wind.

Throughout the courtyard, the temperature became hot.

Just smashed the flying sword, relying on more than just that "Ci Clan's Mantra".

On the girl's shoulder, a piece of flying sword ashes fell, and she could feel the residual warmth on it, and there was three points more jealousy in her eyes when she looked at Cao Ran...... What kind of monster is this? Is it a cultivator with the blood of a demon clan great demon? There is such a talented secret method?

The distance between the two is only three feet.

Three zhang distance, just a stone's throw away.

For Cao Ran, smashing the flying sword just now, he is equivalent to "regaining freedom", although the number of sword cultivation in the two worlds is scarce, but the killing power is obvious to all, for the flying sword sword cultivation who practices the "sword finger killing" method, only need to get close to within three feet, it can cause a great blow.

Cao Ran knew in his heart, with his own physique, as well as the fight to collect the bill, if he really approached this woman's body, he only needed one punch, one punch, and the power of one punch could make this girl surnamed Pei lose her fragrance.

No exaggeration.

For this martial madman, there is no such thing as pity for the jade, if he makes a move, then he will never stop.

Cao Ran's greatest respect for his opponent is to do his best.

But instead of moving forward, he sat back on his back seat, not because he relented.

If he could, he would have stepped within three feet of Pei Nuying's girl and made that winning punch.

"Cao Ran, you are very good. ”

Pei Fu's voice sounded slowly in the courtyard.

Even at this point, her mind still had no power left.

Most of the mental energy is placed in Ning Yi's heart lake.

The eradication of dead air has reached the final stage, and only the last bits and pieces remain, and they have not been cleared.

Cao Ran had his back against the gate of the Bronze Mansion, unconsciously clenching his fists, his six senses were extraordinary, and he was often able to predict the prophet, especially when fighting, he could always point out a correct "clear way" to him.

And at this moment, he actually had the idea of opening the door.

Cao Ran narrowed his eyes and looked around, his veil swayed, and the voice under the veil murmured, "Formation?"

One after another brilliance flowed at the bronze ancient gate of the mansion, and the broken talismans that fell from the ground were scattered by the formation of Guiling Mountain before, and fell to the ground, and some only embers remained, and at this moment they rekindled and lit up a touch of brilliance again.

Invisible pressures loom over us.

Cao Ran turned his head to look at Pei Fu, and asked funny, "Do you think your formation can suppress me?"

Pei Fu shook his head and said, "It's not my formation." ”

Cao Ran frowned.

Pei Fu, who pressed his hands on Ning Yi's back, completed the final removal of dead air.

Ning Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity, his head drooped slightly, the black wisps on his arms finally disappeared, and his consciousness fell into an empty sleep.

Pei Fu gently set Ning Yi up, making him lie on the stone table in a comfortable posture.

The young man's hot cheeks pressed against the table, and he seemed to have a slight dream.

"The formation is Mr. Lu Sheng's, and it is said to be the most powerful suppression formation between square inches. Pei Fu stood up and asked jokingly: "By the way, have you heard of the name Lu Sheng?" Lu Sheng five hundred years ago, Lu Sheng, the lord of Shushan Mountain. ”

Before the words fell, Cao Ran's face changed sharply, and he wanted to stand up.

Tremendous pressure, abruptly -

At this moment, Cao Ran's hat was shattered, turned into a flowing fire, and burned out in an instant, revealing a fairly delicate face, but the young man's face was originally as white as jade, but at this moment, it was as hot as fire, rising red, and a pain emerged from between his eyebrows.

A formation condensed out at the bottom of his feet, and the stone pier under his seat, which was carefully selected and bought by the girl as a "decoration", became the eye of the big array at this moment, and Cao Ran was in the heart of the array.

Pei Fu pressed a finger on her eyebrows, her mind returned to her place, and she could finally let go of her hands and feet.

Cao Ran struggled against the coercion of this terrifying formation, he raised his head and saw a female figure looming in the heat.

Blazing sword lights emerged from behind the woman.

"And ...... You're a little wrong. ”

"This method is not to use the sword to kill, nor is it to hide hundreds of swords. ”

The Sword Cave Heaven opens.

One, two, hundreds, thousands.

It's dense, it's too many to count, and it's growing.

The girl asked softly: "Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and the sword qi is endless." Cao Ran, can you still fight?"

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