Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and the three-in-one iron piece that he had just gotten in his hand was put away by Xu Zheng.

"Hey!" She shouted, "If you don't give something, forget it, then two-thirds of it would have been mine!" ”

Xu Zheng was unmoved, and said indifferently: "This thing is very important to me, and it is impossible to give it to you." ”

"......" Lingyu grinded her teeth, "turn your face and don't recognize people?" ”

Then, she paused.

Xu Zheng slowly stood up, and with a "choking" sound, a purple sword appeared in his hand, pointing at her obliquely.

This was the second time Lingyu had seen his natal spirit sword, and the purple qi on it was far better than the first time. And what is even stronger is the killing intent emanating from the sword.

She raised her head and looked at Xu Zheng.

He is already taller than ordinary men, and when he looks from the bottom up, he looks even more majestic and imposing.

At this moment, his eyes were cold: "Draw your sword." ”

Lingyu didn't speak, she had a trance-like feeling, as if nothing was happening at the moment was true. However, the sword pointed at her was so real, and the killing intent from the oppression was so obvious.

Finally, she spit out a sentence softly: "Kill people and kill people? ”

Xu Zheng didn't speak, and he didn't need to say anything, his gaze, his killing intent, and his sword had already answered the question.

Lingyu felt very wonderful, in fact, Xu Zheng didn't feel good for her at first, a son-in-law brother with a repetitive temper, self-righteousness, and arrogance, but since when did she talk to him without scruples, without thinking about the danger of being there? It's as if he was sure in his heart that he wouldn't hurt himself.

Perhaps, behind his capricious demeanor, there is a heaviness that seems to be nothing? Still is. No matter how domineering he is, he is strong. But always keep your bottom line? Or or. It's the Medicine King's widow's house, and he doesn't care about giving away a large amount of benefits, making her unguarded?

I can't tell, but it is also possible that he has not seen each other for twenty years, and his impression in her heart has been unconsciously repaired perfectly.

But now, what's the use of thinking about it? She learns his greatest secret, which becomes a variable on his path to freedom. He endured humiliation and burden, endured the injustice and humiliation that weighed on his body, and walked on such a road full of thorns, how could he let the variables remain?

Therefore, it is clear that she has figured out her life experience for him and perfected the exercises, but he still desperately bears this cause and effect and wants her life!

In a short moment, all the qiē about Xu Zheng were connected in Lingyu's mind. There is an answer.

He is capricious because he plays someone else; He is a famous son. But he was always sent to the most dangerous place, because Zhaoming Jianjun's beloved grandson was someone else; The details of Xu Zheng she met are not quite the same as Xu Zheng in the Third Mirror, because they are not alone at all; Therefore, Fu Yuanqing said that Xu Zheng took pity on the fragrance and cherished the jade, but she never saw him show the slightest interest in women; He coerced her to join with Fu Yuanqing because he wanted to give Fu Yuanqing a way out; On the way to the Medicine King's Mansion, he deliberately left Mo Shen and Gu Hao behind because he didn't trust those two people; Zhaoming Sword Monarch was so strict with him, but he never obeyed it and didn't complain because he wanted to be free......

Xu Zheng - No, he shouldn't be called Xu Zheng. But he can only live as Xu Zheng, and he can't even have a name.

Lingyu looked at this man who could only be Xu Zheng, and was surprised to find that he didn't have the slightest anger.

Because, if she encounters this qiē, she will make the same choice as him.

Cause and effect can be returned, but variables cannot be present.

The purple light vibrate, the sword qi roared softly, and he whispered: "I'm sorry, I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back in the next life." His tone contrasted greatly with his cold gaze, which was gentleness that he had never seen before.

A wave of anger suddenly rose in Lingyu's heart. Who wants the next life? Who wants him to sympathize? As a sword cultivator, either slash the enemy with a sword or die under the enemy's sword, doesn't she understand? Falling here today, she only complains that she is not vigilant enough and her skills are not as good as others, who wants him to put on a look that he is sorry for her but has to kill? She Cheng Lingyu, no, she Cheng Junying is not so seedless!

"Shut up!" A slightly shallow purple light flew out of the scabbard and landed on her hand, turning into the appearance of a sword, Lingyu stood up, "Who are you mine?" Kill if you want to, sorry fart! ”

Xu Zheng's eyes flickered, and he finally raised his sword.

Lingyu stopped talking, turned away from the sword in his hand, and stabbed out with Sen Han's sword qi.

Xu Zheng raised his sword to meet him, and the two swords struck each other, making a sharp sword sound.

In a blink of an eye, the figures of the two were already entangled in a ball, the sword light was flying, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the light purple and the dark purple were entangled, and the sword roared constantly.

The stone chamber is too small to be suitable for monks to fight, and the sword cultivation in the foundation building period is no longer obsessed with sword skills, but more with sword qi. But they seemed to have forgotten this at the same time, and they didn't even release the sword light of the protective body, so they fought with their swords, facing the opponent's sharp sword blade nakedly, and letting Sen Han's sword qi slash against the fragile skin.

No one left his hand, life and death were only in an instant, his body was filled with sharp sword qi, and even the sword intent was fighting. As long as the movement slows down a little, the sword light will fall on them, leaving deep wounds.

This feeling of life and death for a moment has been experienced by Lingyu for twenty years, but none of them have been as profound as now.

The surrounding stone walls quickly carved deep sword marks, and the dust was raised, and the figure submerged by the sword light became even more blurred.

Wandering between life and death, Lingyu's brain was completely empty, she just relied on the sharpness in her chest and the intuition of sword cultivation to fight with her sword.

Duan Feiyu's hesitant voice suddenly sounded outside: "Senior Brother Xu? ”

Although there were stone gates separated and the formation was blocked, the movement under the agitation of the sword qi was inevitably transmitted.

No one answered, still trying their best.

Duan Feiyu didn't speak again, not knowing if he had left.

Lingyu secretly smiled bitterly, feeling that the dark purple sword light wrapped around her body was getting thicker and thicker, and the killing intent was getting stronger and stronger.

In the end, it is still ...... The skills are not as good as others......

She thought that in the past 20 years, she had made enough progress, but she didn't expect Xu Zheng's progress to be even greater. Could it be that her talent for sword cultivation is really inferior to his?

The deep purple sword qi was approaching, but Kan Lijian was suppressed by his more aggressive sword intent, and it was too late to defend himself, Lingyu let out a long sigh in his heart.

Finally, is this the end of it?

The blade of the sword stopped in her heart, and the dark purple sword qi lingered, as if it would cut through her chest in the next moment.

Lingyu held the Kanli Sword, and her face was calm.

But Jianfeng didn't go any further.

I don't know how long it took, Lingyu finally heard his low voice: "I'm sorry. As soon as the blade of the sword was sent, it was about to pierce her heart.

However, when the tip of the sword pierced the epidermis, and the blood spilled out and stained the red and white clothes, dripping down the blade, it could no longer pierce.

Xu Zheng saw that his sword trembled slightly, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't enter a single point.

At the same time, Lingyu felt that the sea of knowledge was hot, the spirit net was completely peeled off, and the immortal book flew out of the Qiankun bag, and the two merged into one, suddenly releasing brilliance.

Xu Zheng's sword trembled even more, and with a hum, the purple light burst out, intertwined with the brilliance released by the immortal book.

"What's going on?" In the light, two stunned faces were reflected.

The tip of the sword was pulled out of Lingyu's chest, out of Xu Zheng's control, and suspended in midair. A purest purple qi emerged at the tip of the sword, converging into a shape, and then slowly slid along the sword body.

Everywhere the purple qi passed, the sword body seemed to be reforged, revealing a different shape.

The blade of the sword is slightly wider, but the color is lighter, as if it is glass, and the gaze can lightly penetrate the blade of the sword and see things at the other end. The purple qi slid by, continuing to transform the sword grid and the hilt, and waited until it converged again at the end of the hilt, and finally submerged into the sword body, collecting all its brilliance.

This sword has changed into a brand new appearance, and the sword light is like water and moon, flowing quietly. It is obviously quiet and stable, but it exudes a cold and unattainable atmosphere, as if the wisp of the purest and purest between heaven and earth makes people involuntarily ashamed of themselves.

In the immortal book, the dark gold lines are more obvious, and the brilliance gradually gathers on the five words "Yun Ji Xuan Zhen Spectrum", and a mighty breath surges out. This breath, like the sky, like the earth, like the sea, is vast and vast, as if it encompasses all things.

The light was gone, and the two magic weapons returned to their masters.

Xu Zheng turned the sword body sideways and saw two words looming in the purple qi: purple and ying.

"Purple Sword?" He shouted.

Lingyu held the immortal book, looked up, frowned slightly, and repeated: "Ziying Sword? "Suddenly, his eyes widened," Ziying Sword ?!! ”

Xu Zheng's incredulous gaze was withdrawn from the Ziying Sword, slowly moved to the immortal book in her hand, and then fell on her face: "Why ......?"

Why did he want to kill Lingyu, but the sword was disobedient? Why do his swords and lingyu resonate in this book? Was it her book that stopped his sword? Why did his Natal Spirit Sword turn into the Purple Ying Sword? The sword was nameless, he reforged the remnant sword, recognized the master as the natal spirit sword, and never gave it a name, why did the sword name himself Ziying? What does this Ziying Sword have to do with Ziying Heavenly Monarch?

He felt that his brain was not enough, and a sense of absurdity arose.

The killing intent dissipated, and the two of them stood in a daze, their thoughts wandering as if they were dreaming.

Other sword names can be hit, but Ziying shouldn't. It's as if no one will take the Dao Ancestor's Dao name.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Zheng heard Lingyu's voice: "Do you want to continue to do it?" ”

Xu Zheng lowered his gaze, looked at the Ziying Sword in his hand, and sighed for a long time. He was so resolute just now that he wanted to kill her here, but as soon as this qi dispersed, he could no longer gather it.

In fact, the last time he came out of the Medicine King's Mansion, he should have killed people and killed his mouth, this kind of thing has not been done, and he has always been so decisive in the past, but he let her leave freely.

And this time, she knew her biggest secret, to the point where she had to kill someone, and such an accident happened.

He gently turned the sword in his hand, his eyes flashing, murderous for a moment, confused for a moment.

To kill, or not to kill? (To be continued.) )

PS: Writing here, I found that Lingyu's personality is very different from Tiange's, a child who lives by intuition......