Nie Zheng twisted his waist slightly, the long sword at his waist swung behind him, and after bending his legs and lowering his waist, he pressed the sword on the left back waist.

The sword intent is blazing.

On Nie Zheng's waist, a white rainbow hung from it.

It's like a scorching sun.

Ji Yue stepped forward and pulled Nie Zheng's cloak, and said softly: "If you don't use the sword, you can protect Li Pingyang and Chai Shao." ”

This is an opportunity.

This sudden sword came from Dugu in the East China Sea Sword Demon City, and Dugu, who had been invincible in the world in the early years, was already in the realm of sword immortals, and smashed towards Luofeng Mountain indiscriminately.

On Luofeng Mountain, except for the swordsman Nie Zheng, no one can carry this sword.

In that case, let everyone die.

Wang Mantis and Chen Yuting will most likely die under the sword of the sword demon Dugu, but Li Ruyu and An Lihua will not die, and exchange two lives for the life of Li Ruyu, the sword of the empress, and An Lihua, the first person of the Northern Barbarian female general.

Worthwhile.

Nie Zheng was silent when he heard this, he still pressed his sword, but he stopped in front of Ji Yue without a trace, as for Li Pingyang and Chai Shao, if they can save it, they will save it, and if they can't save it, they will have their own destiny.

Wang Mantis and Chen Yuting didn't know that the swordsman in the cloak was Nie Zheng, but they were still surprised by the momentum of this person, but from his momentum, he had no intention of using his sword to block the sword that came through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Just self-preservation.

In that case, then protect yourself.

People are selfish.

Wang Mantis and Chen Yuting had the idea of desperately protecting Li Pingyang and Chai Shao before, but now this idea has disappeared.

I just want to protect myself and stay alive.

The two glanced at each other, and immediately stood together tacitly, Wang Mantis in front, Chen Yuting in the back, the former bent down, as if leaning on the ground, but raised his upper body slightly, stretched his hands forward, and hooked two fingers with three fingers.

Like a praying mantis.

Chen Yuting's long shirt was ironed on his body, extremely elegant and free, his hands slowly swiped in front of him, the movements were smooth and natural, and finally his hands stopped in front of him one after the other.

Embrace yin and yang.

Li Pingyang sighed, "What a powerful sword." ”

Chai Shao smiled wryly, "Next?" Can you go? ”

Li Pingyang shook his head: "I can't take it, I can't go." ”

Then he smiled slyly, "There is a high top when the sky falls." After speaking, he took Chai Shao's hand, ran behind Nie Zheng without any discipline, and hid behind Ji Yue.

He smiled and said, "Great swordsman, it's up to you." ”

Ji Yue was speechless for a while.

But he didn't say anything, after all, if Li Pingyang died here, his father, who was a hostage in Shu, would probably be tortured by the black-clothed literati, so he must save the couple.

I only hope that Nie Zheng can understand his hardships.

Nie Zheng didn't understand.

But he knew one thing, since Ji Yue wanted to save it, even if he risked his life, he would have to save these two people.

Li Ruyu pressed the sword and looked at the sword that fell in mid-air, and could only smile bitterly.

Sword Demon Dugu should have been persuaded by the empress to take out the sword, with the departure of the ink giant, this sword has been useless, but Dugu is moody and obedient.

There is no reason to return to the sword when the sword is broken.

So this sword became someone to pick it up, I don't know how Empress Lin'an would feel when she found out.

Dugu, although it is a clan of the Zhao family, it is not governed by the empress.

After thinking about it, such a sword is in line with Dugu, in Dugu's eyes, there is probably no more world and controversy, only the way of the sword.

An Lihua gently lifted the phoenix-billed pear spear, and said calmly: "You can take it?" ”

Li Ruyu shook his head, immediately glanced at Wang Mantis and Chen Yuting, and said with a smile: "Everyone doesn't want to die, and those two boxing masters, plus your phoenix pear flower gun, plus my sword, can't you take the lonely sword?" ”

An Lihua was speechless and silent.

It's really hard to say, after all, this sword is too domineering.

I feel that it is not a water sword that has fallen, but the entire East China Sea, who can withstand the weight of an East China Sea?

But give it a try.

When the water sword fell, An Lihua took the lead in shooting.

A shot to the sky.

A shot back to basics, there was no spear flower and no cold light, only to see the pine-billed pear flower spear on the tip of the water sword.

Airplanes!

In the sound that could not be heard by human ears, the entire Luofeng Mountain trembled for a moment.

Luofeng Mountain is quiet.

There was not a sound, not even a hint of wind.

An Lihua's long skirt was pressed against her body by countless invisible hands, clinging to her skin, tighter than tights, as if An Lihua was no longer wearing clothes.

Even the joints of the upper and lower parts of the body are clearly visible under the wrapping of clothes.

The legs are long and full, the buttocks are also extremely round, the waist is extremely thin, and the figure is simply flawless to the extreme. In addition, the hairpin that bound the long hair shattered in an instant, and the green silk on his head suddenly fluttered, so that the unique style of a young woman danced lightly and rippled.

Up and down the body, every inch and every strand is telling the unique temptation of the young woman.

Hundreds of miles away, Li Ruyu took a look.

I was a little surprised.

I usually didn't notice it, but I didn't expect An Lihua, a young woman with a pear vortex, to be so good in figure, but it's a pity that she turned her back to herself.

Li Ruyu immediately secretly gave himself a slap, what do you think......

"Ugh!"

An Lihua groaned, and a wisp of blood suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The clothes that were already tightly wrapped around the body were cut into thousands of strands by the sword qi in an instant with a snap of their fingers, but fortunately, they were still connected to each other, so as not to appear embarrassing pictures that were inappropriate for children.

But An's pear blossom is not comfortable.

Where the sword qi was cut all over his body, bursts of blood came out.

However, the water sword only paused for a moment, and continued to fall, a little slower than before.

Ann pear blossom can be received.

But unstoppable!

An Lihua held a gun in one hand and pressed the Xiurong knife on her waist with the other.

I want to go to the knife again.

Li Ruyu took a deep breath and was about to help An Lihua, but stopped.

Because Wang Mantis punched.

On Luofeng Mountain, a huge praying mantis suddenly appeared, dozens of meters tall, covered in green, but flashing with bloodthirsty red light, and it was even more hideous and terrifying Holding a sickle and slashing at the water sword.

Sonorous!

Two crunched sounds of metal intersecting.

The water sword only shook for a moment, and then it still fell, covering everyone on the top of the mountain.

Collapse at the touch of a button!

The king mantis landed.

His face was extremely pale, and his facial features were bloody.

He never imagined that the mantis fist he had created with all his might would be so powerless before this sword, not only could it not be broken, but it could not even block it for a moment.

How powerful is this sword?

In the cool world, how can there be such a demonic kendo people, not immortals?

Chen Yuting's face was solemn, and he said softly: "You retreat behind me." ”

Wang Mantis did not take it lightly.

In terms of attack, Chen Yuting is not as good as himself, but in terms of defense, there are probably not many people in the world who can compare to Chen Yuting's Taijiquan, which can only be described as indestructible.

Li Ruyu sighed secretly.

An Lihua's pine-billed pear spear could only stop that water sword instantly, and so did Wang Mantis's fist.

I can only do it myself.

Press the sword.

Stoop.

Bend your legs.

Whisper: Please sir.

On the left behind him, there is a huge phantom rising to the sky, the phantom is like a mountain, and there is a scholar standing on the top of the mountain, holding a pen like holding a sword, and the ink rhyme is swirling around his body, looking at the ground and pausing the pen like a point.

The next moment, under Li Ruyu's feet, the black ink flowed like a mist, and in an instant, an ink pool with a radius of more than ten meters was formed under Li Ruyu's feet.

The ink rhyme is fluttering, and the calligraphy rhyme is arrogant, like flowing clouds and water, and like a dragon and a phoenix.

An Lihua, Wang Mantis and others were all shrouded in it, but they didn't feel anything abnormal, but they vaguely felt that Li Ruyu was standing there with a sword, not a sword, but a pen hao.

Li Ruyu gives people the feeling that he is a book saint.

Calligraphic saints.

But it's just a feeling, even though the negative hand reader of Rushan Void Shadow Mountain is a book saint, Li Ruyu's strength is far from the realm of a saint, and even the realm of sword immortals is far away.

Li Ruyu did not hide his secrets.

He whispered again: General, please.

On the right behind him, the armored phantom rose up, full of murderous intent, as if he had crawled out of hell, and the cries of hellish ghosts resounded in the sea of corpses and blood.

The big one is flying, and he looks down on the world with his sword.

The ink pool at Li Ruyu's feet, the moment the armored general stood up, had changed from ink color to blood red, and a blood-red ink pool flowed on the top of Luofeng Mountain.

It's weird.

Above the sky, the green clouds rolled, and a purple giant kun, with golden dragon whiskers on its head, suddenly rolled and swung its tail in the clouds, and then its whole body shone with golden light, and roared towards the east.

Suddenly thunder rolled.

Li Ruyu took out his sword.

With a bang, the long sword at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath.

Turning to the sky.

The scholar on the shadow of the mountain behind him, the pen in his hand was proud, and the ink pool under Li Ruyu's feet suddenly made waves.

The huge armored general also drew his sword in the same posture as Li Ruyu.

Poured.

The moment the long sword on Li Ruyu's waist came out, the blood-colored pool water in the ink pool under his feet was attracted by Li Ruyu's long sword like smoke, and as the long sword turned upside down, the entire ink pool was involved.

After the long sword, there is a long sword transformed into a blood-colored inkpool!

Sword to the sky.

Slam into the sword of the sword demon.

Fearless, fearless.

This is Li Ruyu's consistent style, not retreating, not avoiding.

You have the sword.

I have a sword to go to.

It used Lao Tie's knife drawing technique.

Under the posture of drawing his sword and cutting the sky, Li Ruyu did his best with this sword without the slightest reservation.

Li Ruyu, who is already eighty zhang tall in the way of the sword, with the full strength of the sword, with the assistance of the book saint and the killing god, this sword is comparable to the sword of the master of the great river, and this sword can ask whether Dugu is invincible.

There was a heavy rain on the top of Luofeng Mountain.

The rain was weaving.

The East China Sea is mixed with blood-colored raindrops, sprinkled on the entire Luofeng Mountain.

Every raindrop is a sword qi, falling from the sky like a ten thousand swords.

Covers a radius of several hundred meters.

An Lihua's face changed, she suddenly abandoned the gun, pulled out the Xiurong knife at her waist, and slashed it on the top of her head.

Chen Yuting guarded the king mantis, laughed loudly when he saw this, and pushed his hands left and right, like pushing a swimming fish.

There are really swimming fish!

In the sky above Chen Yuting's head, two swimming fish several meters in size suddenly appeared.

One black and one white.

At the end of the hand, back and forth.

The swimming fish swim within a circle, outlining an arc to form a pattern that is not uncommon: Tai Chi!

For Taoists in the world, Tai Chi is very common.

Taoist spells are all Taiji Tusheng.

Those two fish represent the yin and yang in Tai Chi.

However, Chen Yuting's boxing can actually derive Tai Chi, which is extremely mysterious.

Tai Chi is born, and the raindrops do not stick to the body.

In the huge Taiji diagram, the two yin and yang fish swim away, the heaven and the earth are infinitely yin and yang, and those raindrops that fall down, even if they contain the sword qi of the sword demon Dugu and Li Ruyu, are still stirred to pieces.

The defense of Tai Chi is unparalleled in the world.

I have to say that Wang Mantis's fist was already refreshing and surprising, and now Chen Yuting's boxing is even more mysterious.

This kind of boxing is already close to the Tao.

If it is the day when the Tao and the fist are combined, I am afraid that no one in the world can break Chen Yuting's defense.

Neither can saints.

The raindrops in the sky are like sword energy.

Nie Zheng drew his sword out of the sheath by half an inch, and returned it to the sheath.

So around Nie Zheng, Ji Yue, Li Pingyang, and Chai Shao, countless tiny white rainbows suddenly appeared, each of which was a sword of white rainbows, swimming like a mayfly and hitting the falling raindrops.

Nothing is missing.

The raindrops shattered, and the sword qi was gone, and Bai Hong disappeared without a trace.

However, Nie Zheng still did not do his best.

At the foot of the mountain, Lan Daoxing and the fortune teller, who suffered from the fish in the pond, looked at the raindrops falling on their faces and felt the sword energy contained in the raindrops, and Lan Daoxing was about to make a move.

In the corner of his eye, he found that it was likely to be Li Chunfeng or Yuan Tiangang's senior master, who had no mastery, turned around and ran.

Lan Daoxing hesitated and ran.

Anyway, it's already on the edge of the rain curtain, and it's only a matter of ten steps.

Running to a place where the raindrops can't cover, the fortune teller didn't have the slightest embarrassment of running away, and said in righteous words and earnestly: "Seek the Tao for a lifetime, but seek nature, but seek nature, is to restrain one's body, not to dry external objects, not to get dust, not to mess with the state of mind, not to provoke red dust, and do not learn from the Zuo Ci and sage teachers in the north." You and I cultivate the Tao, but the Taoist heart, let the wind in the world roll up like a dragon, but I watch the sound of the rain in Xiaoxiang. ”

After a pause, "This is my years of cultivation experience, and I don't tell him about ordinary people." ”

Lan Daoxing smiled slightly.

What this senior said seems to be very reasonable, but in fact, it is just one sentence, why do you have to hold on if you can run?

But it does contain the principles of Taoism, Lan Daoxing has benefited a lot, this master is actually warning himself, cultivators should not be too involved in the dispute between the country and the mountains, and will lose the original intention of seeking the Tao.

So he bowed respectfully and saluted: "Thank you, sir, for your teachings." ”

The fortune teller laughed, "The son can be taught." ”

Lan Daoxing did not feel any shame.

Even though he was in charge of family affairs for the Ming Emperor, he could only be a junior in front of Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, the two seniors who wrote "Tui Bei Tu".

looked up at Luofeng Mountain, and lost his voice: "What a sword rain!" ”

On Luofeng Mountain, there is no tree standing.

Nor is there a single intact rock.

On the entire Luofeng Mountain, there were hundreds of tall trees that originally stood, but at this moment they have been split into thousands of pieces and scattered all over the ground, as if they have put a new layer of green clothes on Luofeng Mountain.

And those rocks, after being splashed by the rain of swords, turned into countless gravels, and because of the rain, there was not a trace of dust.

There was an illusion that the entire Luofeng Mountain was silently stripped of a foot.

Peeled by a rain of swords.

What a powerful and terrifying sword.

The fortune teller was not surprised by the horror of this sword rain, let alone surprised that the sword demon could have this kind of power when he made a sword thousands of miles away, at this moment he looked at the west and blurted out: "Hit the small one, although the small one carried this sword, but the old one still couldn't sit still." ”

What a poet who protects calves.

It's kind of interesting.

The master who came from the sky with a sword and a big river had just returned to Daliang, and before he had time to make an appointment with Li Wan, who was hosted at Mrs. Hua Rui in Shuzhong, the master wanted to come to Luofeng Mountain.

War Sword Demon?

Why don't you go to the East China Sea Sword Demon City?