"Not dead yet," he said. ”

Realizing that she was making too much of a fuss, Xia Ning coughed dryly, and she said with a straight face: "Then what should I do, Senior Sister Pei Wu is gone, where to find her?" ”

Su Yuncheng pondered for a moment.

Xia Ning took this opportunity to glance at the man lying on the ground unconscious, the blood in the hole in his stomach flowed out desperately, and she suspected that the person's blood would dry up in two minutes. This terrible wound is probably caused by Senior Sister Pei Wu, right?

Amitabha, guilty of sin, villain is inhuman, and he is innocent of death.

For a while, Su Yuncheng had made up his mind, he urged the sword, and asked the sword to go to find Ling Peiwu, but he turned his head sideways and saw Xia Ning silently looking at the people on the ground, looking like a monk.

Since that battle thirty years ago, the Lieyun Sword Sect and the Southern Sect have formed a blood feud, and all the disciples of the Lieyun Sword Sect have been angry at the disciples of the Southern Sect, and they can't wait to kill the Southern Sect to avenge the disciples.

Therefore, Xia Ning's move seemed strange, Su Yuncheng's heart sank inexplicably, and asked, "You want to save him?" ”

"No—" Xia Ning raised her head suddenly, shook her head and said categorically.

Su Yuncheng stared at her for two seconds, only to see Xia Ning's suddenly deflated ball, her voice gradually weakened, and she had no momentum at all, and continued in a low voice: "It can be seen that death is not saved, God has the virtue of a good life, and if you don't save death, you will kill people invisibly, so how can I be worthy of my biological parents, the people who love me and the people I love......"

Xia Ning was painful and entangled in her heart: My parents taught me to be kind, honest, helpful, and help my grandmother cross the road since I was a child! Watching a person die in front of him at this moment, this、How can this make a kind and beautiful little fairy!

Xindao is just an unknown cannon fodder villain, it shouldn't be a bad thing to save him, right? Ang, torture from the spiritual level.

When Su Yuncheng heard this, he lowered his eyes and looked at the dying person on the ground, he was not to blame for not killing the people of the Southern Sect, it was impossible to save him, and it was his greatest mercy to stand by and watch.

But seeing the girl in front of her frowning slightly, tangled and difficult to choose, as if she was caught in a choice between hatred and hatred, she was alone and pondering.

Su Yuncheng couldn't help but be in a trance, he pursed his lips tightly, and after a long time, he only said, "Okay." ”

With this sound, Xia Ning's floating thoughts found a fixed point, she calmed down, took out the small medicine bottle given by Su Yuncheng, and gave it to the people on the ground according to the effect of the medicine.

During this period, Su Yuncheng stood aside and stood quietly, and when Xia Ning finished everything, he walked to his side, and the two of them walked away.

High in the sky, Xia Ning stood behind Su Yuncheng, and the two stood against the wind.

Su Yuncheng was looking for people, so the speed of the sword was not too fast, and the altitude was lower than usual, so that he could see the situation on the ground clearly.

Xia Ning was absent-minded.

That cannon fodder villain is not the same as Su Yuncheng, a super villain, after all, the power of the entire sect has not touched a single hair of the male and female protagonists, Su Yuncheng is different, and the lethality of the two is not at the same level.

Suyun City must - die.

She stared at Su Yuncheng's back with burning eyes.

Dog villain, it's best to be seriously injured and weak when you're on a mission, see if I don't stab you with a sword!

Xia Ning thought so, and looked away. The trees below gradually thinned, revealing small clusters of overlapping house shadows, and the smell of human smoke gradually thickened.

The two searched for Ling Peiwu's figure above, and after flying for a while, they still didn't find it, Xia Ning was a little worried.

Although Ling Pei didn't injure people, it seemed that he had won, but it was difficult to guarantee that something had happened when he disappeared, and the Southern Sect was also one of the best factions in the South Sect.

Edgeworth seems to have sailed into a bustling place, and the houses below are denser, turning from small clusters to large clusters, and it feels bustling just by looking down here.

But people are harder to find.

At this time, Su Yuncheng, who was smart-eyed, looked in a certain direction, seemed to see something, said "be careful" and drove his sword straight down.

Xia Ning hurriedly built a barrier to resist the strong wind, and asked, "Have you seen Senior Sister Pei Wu?" ”

"Maybe."

There was a whirling sense of weightlessness, and the two reached the ground.

The sound of swords colliding in my ears sounded in my ears, and there seemed to be dozens of people fighting, but when I looked at it, there were only a few people.

Ling Peiwu was chasing and killing two male disciples of the Southern Sect, she was one against two, and she did not fall behind, and the pure spiritual power between the swings of the sword split into a Dao hidden blade, connecting and forcing back the two male disciples.

Her swordsmanship was personally taught by Tianqing Zhenren, who is known to have the style of a great man, and few people can match her sword skills and spiritual power. Ling Pei has no true inheritance from him, and her swordsmanship is exquisite, coupled with her diligent practice, her spiritual power and swordsmanship complement each other, and her understanding is much higher than that of ordinary disciples.

The wind swept the clouds, and it was a mess.

With the people fighting as the center, it swept out hundreds of meters, Xia Ning was stunned, the degree of destruction was much higher than the battlefield outside the village.

Ling Pei didn't seem to see anyone coming, as if he had murderous intent on his face, holding a long sword in his hand, he swung it towards the enemy with all his might, and between the handovers of blades, layers of spiritual power reverberated turbulently.

Xia Ning dodged from afar, lying down, these two brothers and sisters are not people! All of them are so powerful!

Obviously, we have the same master, why are the strengths so different!

Xia Ning covered her little heart and cried, the difference between the clouds and mud, people also want to be one enemy and three, chasing and fighting all the way from a small village to thousands of miles away, beating people to the ground.

She sighed leisurely, bowing her head to the villain for the first time in her life: "...... Senior Brother Su, I remember you said that you supervised my cultivation. ”

Xia Ning swore to the sky that she was really not lazy and spent time cultivating every day.

However, Tianqing Zhenren is like a master of the world who washes his hands in a golden basin, hiding every day and not going out, ignoring his apprentices. Xia Ning did not inherit the memory of the original book, so she could only rigidly follow the book and ponder.

Let a person who has been well-behaved since childhood, and even fights with his hair, to study the sword move spirit vein, I am afraid that even if I kill her, I will not be able to hold back anything useful.

Forget it, leave such a difficult thing to the big guy to do.

Xia Ning gave up.

Ling Pei was over there, fighting and killing, Su Yuncheng and Xia Ning stood aside and watched the play, completely ignoring the friendship between the teachers and the disciples, and went to help.

Even looking at it, they chatted.

Xia Ning didn't want to help, she also wanted to rush up and fight two, who didn't like to be handsome and majestic, but her strength really didn't allow it, so she could only stand on the side and drool, envious and jealous of Ling Peiwu.

Su Yuncheng really didn't mean to help, he stood still, his expression was indifferent, and he waited for the battle to end.

Hearing Xia Ning's words, he glanced at her sideways and nodded, "Not bad." Your swordsmanship is indeed not as good as Senior Sister Ling. ”

Xia Ning: "......" Needless to say, I'm not blind yet.

He turned his head to look at Ling Peiwu's moves, and explained to Xia Ning while watching: "Senior Sister Ling's swordsmanship is exquisite, but it lacks fire. When she performed the eighteenth form, she could take advantage of the moment when the enemy was retreating to attack by surprise and pierce the enemy's defense, but Senior Sister Ling returned with her sword according to the move, and her flexibility still needed to be strengthened. ”

Their recruitment moves were extremely fast, most of them couldn't see clearly, this Xia Ning that Su Yuncheng said saw it, she said: "Wouldn't it be too risky, Senior Sister Pei Wu's opponents are two people, what if she stabs down and is attacked by another person?" ”

Su Yuncheng shook his head and said, "Don't pay attention to it, that person's body is not so fast, and his spiritual power is much weaker, with Senior Sister Ling's cultivation, even if she doesn't dodge, she can't hurt her." ”

Xia Ning was shocked: Are you serious? Flesh and blood and that reflective sword are tough?

Okay, you're right.

After being reminded by Su Yuncheng, she took a closer look and found that during the fight, Ling Peiwu did favor the one who was more powerful and the other ......

From beginning to end, Ling Peiwu ignored him, intentionally or unintentionally. Occasionally, when he was close, he would slash him aside with a sword, and then go to fight the other, not taking the man seriously at all, as if he were ...... Don't bother to fight him.

Xia Ning: "......"

Sister, are you so crazy?

"Ordinary sword styles you practice every day, but in real fighting, the enemy is ever-changing, and the swordsmanship we learn also changes with the enemy's moves, which is the most difficult point to comprehend, and we can only rely on our own comprehension and accumulation." Su Yuncheng has an elegant temperament and earnestly teaches.

"The swordsmanship can change with the person and the crisis, but it must not destroy the core of the move, and it cannot be done at will, otherwise it is very likely to greatly reduce the power of the swordsmanship, and only surprise the fatal sword at a critical moment."

"However, if the sword wielder's spiritual power comprehension is higher than that of the founder of the sword technique, sometimes he can also rectify the sword technique according to his own wishes. For example, Senior Sister Ling's current swordsmanship is the master's swordsmanship that has been modified many times on the basis of the swordsmanship of his ancestors, which has greatly enhanced its power. ”

Once Su Yuncheng teaches, he will become talkative, and he is very sincere, and you can feel that he is pouring out his ability and not hiding his selfishness. But Xia Ning really wants to complain: people are about to hit our side! Don't talk about it, get out of the way!

Su Yuncheng was calm, and he was still saying: "Sword moves carry spiritual power, which is the foundation of cultivation, and its importance does not need to be said. However, spiritual power cultivation is the core of cultivation, and if you encounter a crushing-level opponent, no matter how exquisite your swordsmanship is, it will be difficult to resist the strong spiritual power......"

Ling Pei's advantage is getting bigger, she takes advantage of the victory to pursue, and her moves are fierce, forcing people to have no way out.

Xia Ning couldn't listen to what Su Yuncheng said anymore, and her eyes were about to pop out in fright, only to see Ling Peiwu wielding his long sword, driving people to their side like ducks......

Xia Ning: Senior sister has something to say!

If you want people to help, you can say it directly, your Senior Brother Su will never stand idly by, don't drive people over at every turn, what if you harm the innocent!

Seeing that Ling Peiwu was embarrassed to speak, Xia Ning helped Senior Sister Peiwu take over this job: "Senior Brother Su, I know!" ”

"Whether it's swordsmanship or spiritual power, it's indispensable for a cultivator," Su Yuncheng was still saying, and he wanted to emphasize it again, but was interrupted by Xia Ning pulling his sleeve.

"I know, I know! Senior Sister Pei Wu can't beat her anymore, you go and help her! ”

As soon as the words fell, Ling Pei jumped forward without a quick move, and split the chest of the disciple of the Southern Sect with a sword——

The disciple's eyes widened in anger and he fell to the ground with a bang.

The other person was even more needless, she didn't even look at it, and with a wave of the blade, the person fell......

Xia Ning choked in her throat with a string of words for Su Yuncheng's help, she swallowed back into her stomach, and laughed: "Then what, I just said that Senior Sister Pei Wu must be able to fight!" ”