It is more than ten miles away from Mount Emei in a canyon.

Danchenzi's eyes were slightly closed, and he sat cross-legged on a rock.

Facing him is where Chiyou's blood acupoint is located.

On the stone wall on the side of the cliff, the stretched crack was dazzling and abrupt, like a huge mouth of the abyss, about to devour all living beings, an evil monstrous energy was about to move, and from time to time the roar of the ancient demon god was heard, which made people feel jealous.

After the battle of Panluo Valley, Chiyou blood points appeared.

And Danchenzi, as the eldest disciple of Mount Emei, was ordered by his master to lead hundreds of Emei disciples to guard the Chiyou Blood Acupoint.

The miasma in the mountains was so thick that it even obscured the sun's rays.

Rubble, rubble, rubble, rubble.

The canyon is very quiet, only the gentle breeze blows from time to time in the col.

"This cunning Youquan Blood Demon doesn't know where to hide, eyeing this Chiyou Blood Cave."

Dan Chenzi sighed slightly in his heart.

If it weren't for his misjudgment and escape with the help of a flying knife by the Youquan Demon Blood, the Youquan Blood Demon would have been disfigured and eradicated, so why would he still be guarding this Chiyou Blood Cave.

Compared with the amazing performance of his junior brother Li Xiao, Danchenzi was inferior by one point, which also made him feel a sense of gap and jealousy.

Jealousy creeps in the bottom of my heart, breaking the original imbalance in my heart, and a sense of frustration also follows.

"After this battle, presumably the master will pay more and more attention to the junior brother."

Just as Danchenzi was thinking.

Suddenly, a demonic wind blew, and the miasma in the canyon was thick, mixed with the demonic qi that was quietly surging.

The light in his eyes suddenly sharpened, and Dan Chenzi's gaze shot away in the direction where the demonic qi floated from, and instantly locked the other party's position.

No amount of wind and grass can escape his ears and eyes.

It was a delicate flower, blooming on the cliff face, against the desolate and vast canyon, brilliant and bright, fresh and fragrant.

But the strange thing is that this flower disappears after a while, and then strangely appears in another crevice in the ground, as if it is teleported.

The space blurred for a while, Danchenzi's body jumped, and an eagle harrier turned over and landed steadily on a piece of broken rock next to the flower.

Reaching out, Danchenzi grabbed the stem of the flower.

The flowers were suddenly pinched and extinguished, transforming into a flower demon the size of a bee butterfly, with wings and a pink body.

"Demon, no matter how delicate you are, you're just a demon after all!"

Danchenzi pursed her lips, her face showing disdain.

After being understood by Danchenzi in his original form, the little flower demon suddenly lost his face and showed fear.

She flicked her wings behind her back, turned into a tiny rainbow, turned her head and fled.

"Hmph, where is the little demon escaping."

The voice fell.

The closed black iron wings behind Danchenzi bloomed like a flower of flying blades.

"Snort."

Silver at a glance.

A terrifying blade of dark iron shot out, severing one of the flower demon's wings and pinning the opponent's body into the rock crevice.

The flower demon who had nothing to hide was captured in the palm of Danchenzi's palm.

Although this little flower demon is very small and exquisite, she has a graceful figure and a pretty appearance, exuding a sexy and charming atmosphere.

"Senior brother, what's going on?"

Several other Emeishan disciples hurriedly ran over after hearing the movement.

"It's nothing, it's just a little demon." Danchenzi said disappreliantly, and then a pair of glittering eyes fell on the little demon's body.

"It's up to you to guard here, if there is any movement, you will immediately report to Mount Emei, if there is any change, cut it first and then play!"

In Dan Chenzi's mind, the words of the master Baimei Zhenren appeared.

But looking at this small flower demon, the contempt in Danchenzi's eyes became more and more intense, and at the same time, a trace of compassion faintly rose: "You are like an ant who can be crushed to death at any time, and with your kind of cultivation, it is useless to crush you." ”

As he spoke, Danchenzi exhaled and blew it away.

"Thank you."

Escaping the catastrophe, the little flower demon breathed a sigh of relief and threw a look of gratitude to Danchenzi, and at the same time, she gently vibrated her wings that were still intact, and suddenly rolled up a fragrant breath, bursting into her nose.

Danchenzi only felt a strange wave in his heart, and couldn't help frowning.

……

……

In the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Tomb, when Li Xiao visualized the sword momentum of different forms, as well as the majestic sword qi that swirled in the sword mound, he seemed to feel something, immersed his mind, and entered a wonderful state of epiphany.

Duan Lei silently stepped aside to protect him.

The sound of the trembling sound of the sword blade echoed in his ears, shocking.

A sharp sword with a snow-white or rusty handle, as if a hundred birds had returned to their nests, turned into a sword shadow that pierced straight into his eyes.

Within every sword is a kendo world.

And every kendo world contains infinite sword momentum!

Feeling the magnificent thousands of sword momentum, Li Xiao's heart was agitated, his robe hunting, his long hair danced wildly, and the secret book of ten thousand swords returning to the sect suddenly appeared in his heart:

"All breath is self-sufficient,

The sword rushes to the waste hole;

Guiyuan martial arts,

Zong Yuan's meritorious service! ”

Li Xiao muttered.

As the secret sounds.

The true yuan and sword qi around his body surged like a flood, like countless sharp pieces of bamboo, cutting through thorns and thorns to split his closed meridians and abandoned acupoints, opening up sword tricks one by one.

With the painful feeling of tearing the muscles.

Some of the waste points that were originally all over the body were washed away by the sword qi, constantly torn and opened up, and then re-condensed into new sword tricks.

A sword trick.

Two sword tricks.

Three sword tricks.

……

The terrifying sword qi true yuan swept through his body, although the process was extremely painful, heartbreaking, like a sword twist.

However, Li Xiao also personally realized that his sword realm cultivation, which had originally fallen into a bottleneck, also showed signs of loosening, and a sword intent erupted from Ling Ran!

Under the effect of sword intent, even the tens of thousands of immortal swords quietly buried in the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Shrine seemed to have received some kind of resonance.

The shadow of the sword was like a rainbow, and the qi machine was pulling, and the sound of the sword trembling and humming was invariably emitted, as if it was about to break free from the sword mound at any time.

Seeing this scene, Duan Lei, who was silently guarding the formation on the side, also stood up, his face changed wildly, his heart trembled, and his wide eyes were full of shock and surprise.

Countless fierce and domineering sword qi roamed and stirred in Li Xiao's meridians.

Hundreds of rivers meet the sea, mighty and galloping.

Until the end, all the one hundred and eight sword tricks were condensed, and a fierce and domineering sword intent poured into it in an instant, and the one hundred and eight sword tricks all escaped with scorching and fierce sword qi.

The thick and condensed sword qi burst around with a bang.

"Ahh

Li Xiao finally couldn't bear the pain of the sword qi tearing, and let out a screaming sound that looked up to the sky.

A shrill whistling sound pierced through the sky, condensed like substance, and almost burst people's eardrums.

Li Xiao's eyes swirled for a while, and he immediately lost consciousness.

……