At the empty city gate, the monks inside knew in the last confrontation on the street that these were the two foundation-building seniors.

Immediately, he didn't care about the hurry to go out, and kept giving way to the road.

The monk who was about to enter outside sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, so he stopped to avoid it.

The inside and outside of the city gate was extremely flat and empty, and there were only Song Wanling and Rong Mo for a while.

Song Wanling and Rong Mo glanced at each other, and the figures of the two seemed to be slow and fast, and they passed through the city gate in an instant.

Don't add panic to the trembling juniors.

When the two of them walked out of the city gate, they were about to use their spiritual power to fly through, and two sword lights passed from behind.

One of the sword lights stopped.

Shen Ruoyun turned around when he landed, and the red-clothed hunting.

The gold thread on the red dress and the golden phoenix hairpin on the black bun reflect each other in the bright sunlight, dazzling and cannot be seen directly.

"If I knew you were gone, my senior brother and I didn't have to leave as soon as possible.

Originally, I thought that I was fortunate that I didn't meet you early in the morning, and I could continue to travel in a good mood, but when I arrived at the gate of this city, I still had to meet you, and I ruined my mood. ”

"Then the road is facing the sky, and each side will go to the other?"

Song Wanling smiled good-naturedly, her voice crisp and powerful.

Shen Ruoyun turned his gaze, snorted coldly, and then raised the sword light and followed the sword light that flew in front of him, slowing down slightly in the air.

Song Wanling and Rong Mo glanced at each other, and at the same time jumped into the air, flying in the wind.

Half a moon later, in the countryside, among the rocks, a large number of monks gathered there.

Then came the rich fragrance of medicine.

Song Wanling and Rong Mo fell to the ground.

It was a fifty-year-old elixir, and the two of them saw the large number of Qi cultivators who had been waiting there for a long time, and flew directly to the interior of the mountain range.

All the way to the rather shady cave, I saw a pool of milky white spiritual milk containing smoke inside.

Naturally, it was detected by a special secret method.

Song Wanling's face was a little happy, and she was about to put away the spiritual milk that was equivalent to white.

At this time, a fierce wind hit her directly, and Rong Mo waved his hand to offset the strong wind that had no attack power.

Immediately, two sword lights landed front and back.

"How can I meet you anywhere?" Shen Ruoyun's somewhat frantic voice came.

Song Wanling smiled slightly, and covered her lips lightly with her bare hands, "That is me and Sister Mo have a relationship with the two." ”

Shen Ruoyun said coldly: "That's really a bad fate!" ”

"The two of us will come first, and this spiritual milk will not be shared by the two of you."

Rong Mo's voice was only colder than Shen Ruoyun.

Shen Ruoyun's eyes widened, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the two of them.

Song Wanling stepped forward, with a harmless smile and a soft voice, "How about doing a show?" ”

At the same time, Mizuki Aya is draped in both arms.

Before, she was the first to stop the other party and act rashly.

But the other party looks at her like the most inferior ant, and she also has a temper!

Shen Ruoyun sneered, and the blade of the sword turned and pointed directly at Song Wanling's pretty face.

"Just what I want!"

As she spoke, she turned her arm and pulled out a sword flower, full of sharp cold, and the tip of the sword spit out a sharp sword qi.

Song Wanling smiled lightly under her lips, her eyes flowed, and she was a little cold.

Seeing that the two were about to fight in this small hole.

Shen Ruohan was about to stop the words, but then saw Rong Mo on the opposite side burst out without any spiritual power, only a pure sword intent that seemed to be able to annihilate everything.

His indifferent expression remained unchanged, but his cold eyebrows showed a fighting spirit.

The opponent in front of him is a fierce opponent, and he deserves to be swordsman!

Song Wanling and Shen Ruoyun were slightly aggrieved in their hearts, and they wanted to fight and ruthlessly extinguish each other's prestige to release and vent.

The grievances and anger are not serious, but both of them were pampered and grew up, and they couldn't stand a little anger.

And the other two simply feel that the other party is a threat to them, so they have to fight hard.

Although there is no malicious intent, for sword cultivation and sword cultivation, once the sword and sword have been released, then all abilities must be exhausted.

It is a test of oneself and also with respect for each other.

Death is not possible, but minor injuries, or even serious injuries, are perfectly normal.

Sword after sword swing, the fire continued to stir along the blade.

The slightest stream of fire was mixed with an extremely sharp sword qi and faintly sealed Song Wanling, so that she could not retreat.

And the water and moon on Song Wanling's body continued to grow and rotate, and the trace of fire was extinguished instantly.

However, the soft and extinguishable water spiritual power was resisted against the sharp sword qi.

Song Wanling pulled her arms, Shui Yueyan waved, pinched her hands, and a large water curtain condensed in front of her.

At this time, Shen Ruoyun moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he swung out more than ten swords, and several sword lights stabbed away at the same time.

The water curtain shook softly, revealing wisps of cracks.

Seeing that it was about to burst open, it couldn't stop the sword light, but the green light flashed in the crack, and in an instant, dozens of thorns grabbed it with teeth and claws.

Shen Ruoyun's brows furrowed, and the flames in his eyes lit up.

As soon as she slashed away with her sword, she saw that most of the fire that had just been extinguished by the flow of water swelled violently.

Song Wanling's thorns passed through the front, while Shen Ruoyun's flames burned behind her, regardless of front and back.

The two of them retracted their attacks at the same time, glared at each other fiercely, and then moved first to eliminate the threat from close quarters.

And at this moment, the sword light and sword shadow collided violently and burst out.

Extremely strong, under the continuous blending of water and fire by Song Wanling and Shen Ruoyun, the cave that could stand still could be completely exploded.

The gravel rushed to the sky, and Song Wanling and Shen Ruoyun turned their heads at the same time.

I saw the sword light and sword shadows all over the sky, and their Mo sister and senior brother, who were dressed in black and white, were sword wounds and knife wounds one after another.

The blood spilled in the air, and then it was turned into a trace of blood by the sword qi and sword qi, flying all over the sky.

Bring an ominous atmosphere.

The two glanced at each other, looked away in disgust, and at the same time rushed forward wrapped in aura.

At this time, he didn't care about beating the other party.

It can be seen that although Shen Ruoyun is a sword cultivator, he also has a strong attack power of sword cultivation, but his heart is insufficient.

"Sister Mo, be careful!"

"Senior brother, why should you be polite to the country buns who don't know where they came from! Fight directly! ”

"Sister Mo, you have a wound on your face, why do you fight with a stinky man with only knives and swords!"

Shen Ruoyun didn't care about persuading her senior brother for a while, and turned her head to look at Song Wanling, who was full of worry.

"Who do you say is a stinky man?"

I had just vented my grievances, but when she saw that Rong Mo was covered with external injuries, Song Wanling's apricot eyes were full of anger, and they were even more scorching.

"Then who do you say is a country bun!"

Shen Ruohan rolled up his sleeves with a "phew", and the sword in his hand slashed fiercely, extremely fierce.

But there is no accuracy, and the combat power is concentrated in the mouth.

"My senior brother's cultivation in the later stage of foundation building will break through to the great perfection of foundation building at any time! If she hadn't let that dirt bun go, she would have been slashed by a sword! ”

"Although my sister Mo is a casual cultivator, she can fight with the foundation building monks without falling behind before the foundation is built, and the heavenly spirit root is extremely pure!

Jin Linggen is famous for her strong combat, and she only uses the natal magic knife in her hand at this time, and she is not letting your senior brother do it! ”

Song Wanling's voice was shocking, full of pride.

"What is Jin Linggen? My senior brother is still a mutated ice spirit root, as if he didn't have anybody! ”

Shen Ruoyun's face was full of contempt.

"You!"

"Humph!"

Song Wanling was furious, her arm kept waving, and one end of the water moon was already tightly wrapped in her hand.

The other end was like waving into dust, and the wisps shot straight at Shen Ruoyun's face.

And Shen Ruoyun slashed away with a sword with a fierce gaze, treating his sword as a big sword.

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