The air was full of pressure, some from Ji Yunsheng, and some from the man in Tsing Yi who walked over slowly.

The murderous aura is tangled and coiled in the air, like lions hostile to each other, fangs and claws facing each other, eager to knock the opponent down.

The man in Tsing Yi walked steadily, slowly stepping down step by step, and Ji Yunshang suddenly found that her murderous aura was suppressed step by step!

The murderous aura on his body seemed to be a part of his mind, and he didn't need the drumming of true qi to spew out, and even compete with the heaven and earth vitality. He seemed to have two bodies, one body was wearing a green coat, standing with his hands in his hands, and a faint expression on his face, as if everything in the world was not in his eyes; The other body was filled with invisible murderous aura, and a huge shadow spread out behind him, standing in thin heaven and earth, like a god dancing the dance of the end times, holding the sun in one hand and the moon in the other.

He is the ruler of the entire universe, and all things under heaven rejoice in his abuse.

Now this abuse has also befallen Ji Yunsheng.

The murderous aura was like a knife, ringing in her ears.

This is not to say that her martial arts are not as high as his, by no means.

And it's just that in terms of murderous aura, this Tsing Yi man is blessed, he seems to be a god who kills and destroys, and no one can be stronger than him in murderous aura!

Ji Yunsheng's pupils gradually contracted: "Zhuo Wangsun? ”

The man in Tsing Yi nodded, but he didn't answer.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ji Yunsheng's mouth, and he flicked his sleeves slightly, and the momentum created by the blow gradually spread in the night sky.

Zhuo Wangsun's Tsing Yi is more like the dawn of the autumn night, becoming a little dazzling.

As Zhuo Wangsun remained silent, the cyan color became brighter and brighter, and it gradually became impossible to see.

Ji Yunsheng's black clothes were like water, swaying slightly in the moonlight, and she smiled: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and your martial arts have also improved greatly." ”

Under the haze of the mask, her complexion suddenly became solemn, her eyes were arrogant and provoked, and she stared coldly at Zhuo Wangsun.

Her words were just as majestic as her demeanor: "Do you think that with the help of the formation, you can trap me here?" ”

The sleeves of her robe suddenly parted twice, and the flying colorful clothes seemed to be the brilliant feathers of the phoenix, and they disappeared into the Taiyan White Sun Array with light. The silent formation seemed to wake up suddenly, and there was a roar like a mountain collapse!

Little by little, the power of this formation re-erupted and activated, but it surrounded Ji Yunsheng's side and turned into a finger-twisting softness in her hand.

Ji Yunsheng was dressed in black, looking like the goddess of the night, and said slowly: "You must not have imagined that when Bu Jianchen created the Four Heavens Victory Formation, he left a hidden key!" ”

The secret array roared, as if in response to her words. The power of the tyrant surrounds Zhuo Wangsun, and it can tear him apart at any time. Under the backdrop of this groundbreaking power, Ji Yunshang has an invincible majesty in the world.

She looked at Zhuo Wangsun like she was looking at a child who had done something wrong.

"So, how am I going to kill you?"

She knew that even if Zhuo Wangsun had 100,000 dead soldiers under his command, he would not be able to break through the Taiyan White Sun Array in a short period of time. Even if he has invincible martial arts, he can't defeat himself with body and array.

So, he was defeated.

Zhuo Wangsun obviously knew this, and a trace of astonishment flashed on his face, he didn't expect that in the Four Heavens Victory Formation, there would be such a hidden key!

But this stunned was only for a moment, his head raised, and he once again stared at Ji Yunsheng who was enveloped in the air by the power of the secret array.

Ji Yunsheng suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.

Zhuo Wangsun's eyes were not half frightened, but calm, domineering, and calmness in his hands.

He is like the king of the earth, even in the presence of strong enemies, his majesty is still not allowed to be violated!

His gaze was blazing, and the murderous aura was like an invisible snow wave, which rose with the steaming of his gaze, turning into a long rainbow and running through the entire sky. His voice was incomparably clear: "Mrs. Detainer is here, just to prove one thing." ”

Ji Yunshang didn't speak.

Swallowing heaven and earth, Zhuo Wangsun took a step forward vigorously: "Prove whether I have the qualifications to be the master of this pavilion!" ”

Ji Yunshang was silent, and her eyes became clear. Whenever this happens, it shows that she is starting to value her opponents.

"Huayin Pavilion has the rules of Huayin Pavilion, as the pavilion master of Huayin Pavilion, you must comprehend the essence of Chunshui swordsmanship."

Ji Yunshang said lightly: "After I left, do you still have rules in Huayin Pavilion?" Not to mention ......"

Her black eyes shone down, shining on this arrogant young man: "What's more, how can you, who have never seen the Spring Water Sword Spectrum, comprehend the real Spring Water Sword Technique?" ”

Zhuo Wangsun sneered, and he suddenly said sharply: "Jian Chunshui told me!" ”

The look of contempt in Ji Yunsheng's eyes suddenly stopped, she really didn't expect that the name "Jian Chunshui" would be called out so directly.

This voice obviously played a great role in Ji Yunsheng, and her pale face gradually became gloomy, just like the cold mist that was faintly scattered in the white yang array: "What did Old Pavilion Master Jian tell you?" How could he tell you? ”

"Draw your sword!"

Zhuo Wangsun did not draw his sword. His smile didn't go away either.

"My wife must know my rules."

"To kill celebrities, you need to use a famous sword, everyone has a sword that belongs to him, and I will use this sword to kill him."

"But Madame didn't. Because Madame is already out of the sky. ”

"So, I don't do it with my wife, I only use swordsmanship."

As he spoke, he pointed out in the air, and his true anger hissed, stirring up a cloud of dust on the ground. True qi was vertical and horizontal, and a few traces were carved on the ground in an instant.

It was a few faint traces, and it did not focus on the strong internal force, nor did it have a grand momentum.

All the murderous and domineering aura of Zhuo Wangsun completely disappeared after these few lines were written, and he stood with his hands in his hands, and his smile became warm.

Ji Yunshang was stunned. She stared at the traces that snaked out like a dragon and snake, and her gaze gradually became lonely.

There is always a kind of person who will become the king of the world, they rise like the rising sun, and the multiple clouds cannot cover it. The rules of this world are not for them.

These lines of words are not the Spring Water Sword, not the Spring Water Sword created by Jian Chunshui.

It is Zhuo Wangsun's swordsmanship, and it is the spring water swordsmanship created by himself!

How can it be said that he doesn't understand the essence of the Spring Water Sword Technique? Why does he need to read the Spring Water Sword Book?

With a "pop" sound, the branch in her hand was held into a cloud of dust and exploded into the night.

She let out a long sigh and said, "This is the Spring Water Sword Technique. ”

Zhuo Wangsun said: "Thank you." ”

Ji Yunshang was silent for a moment, and suddenly his eyes froze, and his eyes that were as quiet as Qiuyue also revealed a kind of bitter coldness: "I asked Gina to bring the Heavenly Order back to you, originally I wanted to change someone to you - the person in the Qingshi Heavenly Prison." ”

Zhuo Wangsun smiled faintly: "Madam wants to save him out?" ”

Ji Yunsheng's voice sank suddenly: "I just made an oath. ”

Her voice was far away and cold, like a phoenix in the nine heavens: "If I don't die that day, no matter how many mountains and rivers there are in the future, I will also kill him under the sword!" ”

Her night-like daze seemed to feel the anger in her heart, surging up like water waves, hunting and fluttering in the night wind.

Zhuo Wangsun didn't say a word, still looking at her lightly.

After a while, she seemed to realize her gaffe, and her anger gradually subsided, she looked at Zhuo Wangsun, and said coldly: "Do you think that with my current strength, I can't fight with you?" ”

Zhuo Wangsun shook his head and said, "It seems that Madam still doesn't understand my intention to use the Spring Water Sword Technique. ”

Ji Yunshang was silent.

Zhuo Wangsun was already the master of Huayin Pavilion, and he showed Ji Yunsheng his swordsmanship in the hope of gaining her approval. Even though she had left Huayin Pavilion and became the leader of the Mandala Sect, he still wanted her approval.

Because he will always treat her as the Zhongjun of Huayin Pavilion, he will not make a move on her.

This is not cowardice and concession, but tolerance and respect.

Tolerance and respect for others, at the same time, what they have achieved is that they have the royal road to the world.

Ji Yunshang was a little gloomy, it seemed that it was really time to retreat, the light of these teenagers was too brilliant.

She said softly, "Is Xuan'er okay?" ”

Zhuo Wangsun said: "With or without me, she is the princess of Huayin Pavilion, and she will always be." ”

Ji Yunshang was silent and said slowly: "Or let you take charge of Huayin, it's not too bad. Her tone gradually became harsh again, "However, this person in the prison, I will come to the Pavilion Master again sooner or later." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure flew up from the forest like a giant black butterfly.

In a moment, it was gone.

The real decisive battle may not be there either.

Huangluan Zhong is not far from the Taiyan White Yang Array. The moon is in its prime, the jade platform is condescending, and everything in the white sun array is clearly visible.

Yang Yizhi stared at the battle situation in the formation with the railing and was silent for a long time.

In fact, he didn't need to see the face of the person who came, just the familiar sword Hua, he already knew who had invaded the interior of Huayin Pavilion. He didn't expect that he would reunite with Ji Yunshang at this time and place.

Thankfully, she couldn't see him.

It's all too much of a coincidence, and it's suspiciously coincidental. It's as if there is a master who has insight into the future and sees through fate, secretly pulling the strings behind the scenes, and finally gathering all the causes and conditions under the moonlight of the fifteenth year.

But what is the purpose of such painstaking arrangements?

Yang Yizhi's brows furrowed, as if he was lost in thought.

Ji Yunshang fought with the housekeeper and the killer, and his sword aura was earth-shattering, but he was unmoved. Although he has been with Ji Yunshang for a short time, he knows her strength very well, and there is no suspense about the outcome of that battle.

It wasn't until Zhuo Wangsun drew three sword marks on the ground that his face changed.

He was far away, and he couldn't see the sword intent of the three sword marks, but he could read the subtlety of the sword intent from Ji Yunsheng's reaction.

He never thought that there was still a person in the world who could impress Ji Yunshang from the sword intent.

Could it be that this man called Zhuo Wangsun is really the only one in heaven and on earth?

His heart couldn't help but shake a little.

A hoarse call sounded from behind him: "Yang Alliance Leader." ”

Yang Yizhi turned around, but saw Lou Xinyue's face pale, kneeling in front of the Huangluan Bell with a sword fetus, her high cloud bun hanging down, spread out on the jade platform, like an ink-colored flower, blooming in the autumn wind and bright moon, but it looked a little sad.

Yang Yizhi: "Lou Fairy ......" seemed to want to step forward to help her up.

Lou Xinyue shook her head and stopped him from approaching.

Yang Yizhi said apologetically: "The sword just now was not finished, and it disappointed the kindness of Fairy Lou." I can't use my sword with all my strength tonight, so I'll ...... tomorrow night."

Lou Xinyue shook her head, smiled miserably, and said, "Although that sword has not been used, you and I have exhausted the sword." These three swords, the alliance leader did not miss the appointment, but it was just a trick of chance, and I can't fully appreciate the alliance leader's Fengyue sword. Maybe it's providence too. ”

She sighed softly, then bowed her head and remained silent.

Yang Yi was speechless for a while, and said: "The master of your pavilion has a master's swordsmanship, and the fairy is fortunate to stay by his side, maybe sooner or later he will be able to forge a peerless divine sword." ”

Lou Xinyue smiled sadly: "Although the pavilion master's sword intent is high, it is a murderous sword, what I wanted to see is the alliance leader's sleeve Fengyue, indifferent, and, there is ......" She didn't continue, but Huo Ran raised her head, and the divine light in her eyes moved, "I have been forging swords for many years, and I finally know a truth." To see through the heart of a swordsman, you can only look at his sword. Words and expressions may be fake, but only the sword intent goes straight to the bottom of the heart. ”

She put the cold sword fetus on her chest, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, but gently stroking the blade with the other, the smile on her face became even paler, "Therefore, I left the alliance leader here, nominally to see the sword intent of the alliance leader, but in fact I want to see the ......" She raised her head and focused her gaze on Yang Yizhi's face in a daze, "The alliance leader's intentions." ”

Yang Yi was shocked, looked at her in amazement, and was speechless.

Lou Xinyue closed her eyes gently, held the blade of the sword that had not yet opened with both hands, and said with a faint smile: "I want to use my blood to ask this divine sword forged for you - are you really a ruthless person?" ”

Her voice was soft, but with each word she spoke, her hands pressed harder, and the edge of the dull sword fetus slowly sank into her palm, and a trace of red blood snaked down from the sword fetus.

Yang Yizhi shook his head and said, "Why are you suffering?" ”

Lou Xinyue said with a smile: "Back then, the cadres cast the sword, and the sword could not be completed for a long time. Today, I Lou Xinyue will also use my own blood to cast this unearthly sword for the Lord of the Yang League. She said softly, but the sword fetus in her palm sank deeper and deeper, her slender brow frowned tighter and tighter, but the smile on her face was so gratifying.

Blood flowed along her wrists, dripping on the snow-white jade platform, like a cold plum blooming in the snow.

Yang Yizhi shook his head and said, "No." He was about to step forward to stop him, but he heard a person behind him sigh: "Yang Mengzhu, this is her wish for many years, why not be an adult?" ”

The sky and the moon seemed to be dark suddenly, and I saw Zhuo Wang Sun Qingyi falling, and he was climbing the stairs and walking towards the Huangluan Bell.

Yang Yizhi's brows gradually relaxed, and he arched his hand and said, "Lord Zhuo Pavilion." ”

Zhuo Wangsun said with a smile: "It was my idea to detain the alliance leader for three days. But I didn't expect her to invite you to help her forge a sword. Surrounded by enemies, he did not hesitate to spend his efforts to fulfill his wish for the woman who was a friend of one side. The leader of the alliance is high-spirited and bright, and it is really admirable. ”

Yang Yizhi looked at the Baiyang Array from afar, and said: "At present, the Lord of the Zhuo Pavilion and the top and bottom of the Huayin Pavilion do not avoid people, do not hide evil, are bright and fair, and are far away from the rivers and lakes. Presumably, Gina will have a good place to stay in your pavilion. ”

Zhuo Wangsun's smile gradually condensed on his face, and he became a little sneering: "I'm afraid that after tonight, Gina will not only stay in Huayin Pavilion." ”

Yang Yizhi: "Oh? ”

Zhuo Wangsun's smile gradually cooled: "And you." ”

His gaze moved to the huge Huangluan Bell: "For nearly a thousand years, Huayin Pavilion has been regarded as the largest forbidden place in the martial arts, and it has never been broken into. This bell is a symbol of the supreme authority of Huayin Pavilion, and I invite the alliance leader to this bell today, just to let the alliance leader prove one thing for me. ”

Yang Yizhi didn't answer, but his expression gradually sank.

Zhuo Wangsun said word by word: "Prove the thousand-year-old rules of Huayin Pavilion, is it worth making an exception for the alliance leader." ”

Yang Yizhi said lightly: "How does Zhuo Ge prove it?" ”

Zhuo Wang Sun said: "The Lord of the Yang League has already issued a sword, and it would be unfair to try the swordsmanship with you at this moment." Lou Xinyue's words are good, if you look at a swordsman, you can only look at his sword. Therefore, just now I did not fight with Ji Yunsheng, but only used swordsmanship, and now, I do not take the initiative with the alliance, but only look at your sword intent. ”

It's sword intent again.

Yang Yizhi smiled indifferently: "The confrontation between the Zhuo Pavilion Lord and Ji Yunsheng, although he did not make a move, his murderous aura has already been vented, no less than a big battle. Even if you use a sword against me at this moment, it is not unfair. It's just my sword, it's not always visible. ”

Zhuo Wang Sun sighed slightly: "This sword, whether it is fair or not, willing or not, has to be seen. ”

There was some regret in his sigh.

He didn't want to confront Yang Yizhi at this time, but the four words of Huayin Pavilion Lord weighed more than a thousand jun, and while he grasped the power, he also took responsibility.

The taboo that has been circulating in the cabinet for thousands of years must not be broken in his hands.

Yang Yizhi also nodded. The four words of the leader of the martial arts alliance also weigh more than a thousand jun, and the more he faces the most important enemy in his life, the more he can't show weakness.

Zhuo Wangsun's voice sank: "If your sword intent is enough for me to admire, then Zhuo will swear by Huangluan Zhong, Huayin Pavilion up and down, the pavilion door is wide open, and the alliance leader leaves." And from now on, the alliance leader will have the privilege of entering and leaving the Huayin Pavilion. ”

Yang Yizhi nodded, and there was a little self-deprecation in his smile - this is really a privilege that countless people in the world "can't ask for".

The corner of Zhuo Wangsun's mouth provoked a sneer: "If it's not enough, my rules alliance leader also knows." Kill celebrities and use famous swords, this unfinished famous sword forged by Lou Xinyue for you is your burial. ”

He turned around and waved his hand to Lou Xinyue and said, "Give him the sword." ”

Lou Xinyue's hands were bloody, her clothes were stained crimson, she looked at the sword fetus, and answered softly: "Yes." ”

The ghostly light of the sword fetus shone back on her face, revealing a trace of tragic determination in her pale expression.

She suddenly condensed the true qi of her whole body, concentrated it between her palms, and then closed her palms heavily!

A stream of blood bloomed in the night, and the salty smell permeated the entire high platform.

Yang Yizhi frowned and shouted, "Stop!" "I tried to stop it, but it was too late.

The index fingers of her left and right hands had been bruised off by the edge of the blunt sword fetus!

Large streams of blood poured out of her severed fingers, wandering around the sword fetus like a dragon, emitting a strange red light.

Suddenly, this red light seemed to be impulsed by an invisible force, and burst out into the surrounding night sky, like a dancing flame.

An extremely slight shattering sound came from the night sky.

The bulky sword fetus was stained with blood!

Lou Xinyue bit her lips tightly, and suddenly shook, and the cracks turned into countless dust and debris, and under the urging of her strength, pieces flew away!

A circulating brilliance burst out of the air from the flying debris.

The sound of the dragon's groan resounded in the sky.

The halo of light faded, and it was reduced to a long sword between her trembling hands.

It looks as if it has a shape and no substance, like ice, like quicksand, like a moon shadow, like a beam of light. It is not so much a sword as a cluster of light and shadow that has turned into a sword, still flowing along the trajectory of the sword.

Only the faint streak of blood in the endless void streamer swore its existence.

Zhuo Wangsun looked at Lou Xinyue, his face was cloudy, and finally said lightly: "For a swordsman, a broken index finger means that he can't hold a sword in this life. She offered not only her flesh and blood, but also her lifelong sincerity to the sword. ”

He turned his gaze to Yang Yizhi: "Therefore, you can't be defeated." ”

Yang Yizhi's expression gradually became solemn and nodded.

Lou Xinyue got up, staggered a few steps, came to Yang Yizhi, held this sword of light and shadow to his chest, and said with a smile: "My name is this sword 'Xinyue'." ”

She stared at him, with a smile of relief in her eyes: "Fengyue, it's not about the sword, it's only in your heart." ”

Yang Yizhi did not answer, and silently took over the sword of "Heart Moon".

At this point, all words and all actions are superfluous.

He can only use a sword in the world to answer Lou Xinyue's question, and also answer the sword asked by Zhuo Wangsun!

Fifteen moonlight, brilliance.

This is the most splendid elegance of the year of Tiangong Hui'e, who will bloom at this time?

The long sword of the heart moon shines brightly in the moon.

It's the most amazing work of a swordsmith's life, and who is it dancing for now?

Yang Yizhi's hand holding the sword looked so white, so slender, and flawless in the reflection of the moonlight.

And the Heart Moon Sword was like quicksand, flowing between his fingers.

Suddenly, his hands were up.

Everything around him seemed to retreat from the light, and the only beam of light was in his hand, flowing gently.

But this is not a sword, but the eyewave when the peerless beauty is leaving, so beautiful, so poignant.

He closed his eyes, but he could still see the grief of the eyewave.

He was cut off from hearing, but he could still hear sobs coming from nowhere.

He cut off the sense of touch, but he could still feel the tremor and warmth in her hands.

He didn't follow any tricks, but only followed the unknowable trajectory in his mind, letting the long sword in his hand swing freely in the moonlit sky.

At that moment, he clearly felt the Heart Moon Sword crying in his palm.

Weep over this most beautiful sword.

The sound of a heartbeat and the temperature of blood came from his hands.

It was a deep affection that she could not speak, but which would never end.

It was only at that moment that their hearts, bound by this long sword, jumped together.

For him, it is a confidant's heart-to-heart connection.

For her, it is the same voice of lovers.

They are destined to not be able to meet together, but in this accidental encounter, this moment of beauty becomes an eternal memory in the bottom of their hearts.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and it quickly slashed towards Zhuo Wang Sun along an unknowable trajectory. Then it froze a foot in front of him, and suddenly dispersed!

Quicksand-like debris makes an elegant trajectory in the air before sinking.

Zhuo Wangsun's true qi did not move in the slightest. He was also immersed in the great beauty of heaven and earth displayed by this sword, and did not make any moves.

The Xinyue Sword was not destroyed under the invincible murderous aura of King Zhuo Sun, but only because this long sword, which was forged in only three days, could not withstand the power of this sword, nor could it withstand the beauty of this sword.

The more stunning the beauty, the more it blooms in a moment.

Yang Yizhi slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the crystal sand flying in the air, his expression couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

He looked at Lou Xinyue, and his voice was so soft that it seemed to come from the sky: "Thank you." ”

Thanks a lot.

What a mellow two words, like a good wine between confidants; What a cold two words, like the end of the world separated by heaven and man.

Thank you, it is the broken tail of all kinds of tenderness, and it is also the helplessness of a lifetime of lovesickness. After saying these two words, all the affection and love will not begin, and the rest are just friends.

Although, there is endless helplessness in his tone, but it is also so firm.

Lou Xinyue looked at him and nodded-it was a kind of luck to be his confidant.

Her smile was filled with tears, and she slowly collapsed.

Zhuo Wangsun frowned, as if he was still sighing for the sword just now.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "You go." ”

Yang Yizhi looked at him and did not answer.

Zhuo Wangsun said slowly: "This sword is indeed wonderful, but I let you go, but not because of this sword." He glanced at Lou Xinyue and shook his head slightly, "It's because within three days, you can take a person's heart." ”

There was a hint of sentimentality in his words: "I always think that the swordsmanship that can hurt people's hearts is the real swordsmanship." ”

Yang Yizhi was silent, and said for a long time: "I have failed her heart, and I must not let her be convicted because of me." ”

Lou Xinyue cut off her fingers and forged a sword for the enemy in front of the most sacred Huangluan Bell in Huayin Pavilion, how could this be an ordinary crime?

Zhuo Wangsun shook his head and said, "This wind, this moon, this sword, this person...... What is the crime? ”

Yang Yizhi thanked him and was speechless.

Zhuo Wangsun said: "Today, I occupy the right time and place, if I fight with you, even if I win, it will be a victory." ”

He waved his hand to send off the guest and said, "When we meet again in a different place, it will be the day of the decisive battle between you and me." ”

Yang Yizhi looked at Lou Xinyue, but finally didn't say anything, turned around and left.

The bright moon was still shining on his flying white clothes, and there was more sadness in the bleakness.

On this white robe, how much unbearable hearts are carried, and they are all desolate.