He wanted to take out the "Spring Water Sword Book" and point it to them. No one knew how much he cared about it, and no one knew how much fear he harbored in his heart.

Because once what he has an epiphany is not the real Spring Water Sword Technique, then all his pride will be wiped out and there will be no place to stand.

He will have nothing. He will be a clown with the name of the sword god, he will be the scum of the rivers and lakes who snatched the sword of Wuyang, and he is a loser who lies on his father's country and enjoys his success!

Guo Ao's heart burned fiercely, he must find that sword book, he wants to prove it to them, what he has performed is the real Spring Water Sword Technique!

It's the spring water swordsmanship that I realized! At the same time, a great fear slowly emerged from his bone marrow, biting at him: What if it wasn't true?

Where will he be? Who else would give him a second look? He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only run wildly with all his might, not daring to raise any thoughts.

The door to the Copper Chamber Cave was still closed, but it was unguarded. Since Jiu Gu's death, this place seems to have become a dead world, and no one has stopped anymore.

Guo Ao didn't care about this unspeakable depression, and rushed into the cave of the copper room like a whirlwind. He wanted to take out the "Spring Water Sword Technique" written by Jian Chunshui himself, and pointed out to them that what he had learned and performed was the real Spring Water Sword, and there was no half-truth.

If it weren't for the fact that the Celestial Pillar had been cut down by him, he could still use the sword marks left in the sky as proof, which were exactly the same sword marks as him.

It's all to blame Jiugu, a dead old woman, for actually using fossil water to dissolve my sword marks! Guo Ao's heart was disturbed, and all kinds of thoughts emerged in endlessly, and the more he suppressed it, the more disturbed he became.

He rushed in, but his body suddenly froze, and a great fear engulfed his soul like thunder, and he couldn't help but tremble violently!

In the center of the stone room is a huge brass desk, as if it is the only master of this cave, but in the center is a withered yellow golden lotus, as if it is gentle beyond its strength.

The lotus stamen unfolded, revealing a trembling lotus room. On it, it should have been the "Spring Water Sword Technique" related to the lifeblood of Huayin Pavilion, but now, this secret book of the world is gone.

It's gone! Guo Ao's eyes widened, and he quickly pounced on it, searching for everything in this stone room.

It's gone! Indeed, searching every corner of the cave, there is no shadow of "Spring Water Swordsmanship".

It was as if it had wings and flown away, and it disappeared from this world. Only a handful of ashes remained on the bronze lotus room.

Guo Ao's search action slowly stopped, his eyes could not be restrained on this handful of ashes, and a terrifying thought thundered in his heart: Could it be that this secret book has been burned, and this ash is its remnant?

He couldn't help but reach out his fingers to pick up the ashes, wanting to take a closer look. When his fingers touched it, the ashes collapsed all over the place, as if a pale snow had spread out.

Guo Ao let out a terrible scream, he couldn't believe all this! Two shadows appeared in the cave, one was Bu Jianchen and the other was Ji Yunsheng.

Obviously, they have access to the forbidden land. Bu Jianchen rushed up in a few steps, and his face immediately changed.

He opened his mouth a few times before he struggled to spit out a few words: What about the secret secret? Guo Ao said in horror: No, I don't know!

I didn't know it would happen! Bu Jianchen's calm face was instantly filled with rage, and he took a step forward suddenly, and said sharply: "What about the secrets!"

Guo Ao's heart suddenly swelled with a strong sense of disgust, and a fiery true qi churned in his veins, burning his fear and guilt to the ground, and he roared back: It's gone!

Can't you see? As soon as the words came out, Bu Jianchen's face immediately showed incomparable horror. Guo Ao naturally knew what the "Spring Water Sword Technique" meant to Huayin Pavilion, and the matter had come to this point, so he simply said with a heart, and said sharply: What kind of bullshit sword spectrum secrets, what's the use?

I said it! I've cultivated the true Spring Water Sword Technique! I am the sword book, I am the pavilion master! Just believe in me!

Bu Jianchen looked at him, his face was filled with huge loss and guilt, he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and said word for word: I really led the wolf into the house and took the blame on myself.

The sound of silk and bamboo suddenly rose, he had no sword in his hand, and his pointed fingers were agitated by internal breath, bursting out with continuous sword qi and attacking Guo Ao.

But he saw that ten thousand rays of light suddenly lit up in the dark room, and every wisp was drawn by his fingertips, forcing Guo Ao.

As long as it was struck by his fingertips, the extremely condensed energy would immediately burst out, and the rest of the ten thousand rays of light would also surround in an instant, knocking the opponent to death.

This move is a lore, if you don't kill the enemy, you kill yourself. Although Guo Ao was already in a frenzied state, he still didn't want to make a move with Bu Jianchen, so he could only retreat, but as soon as he retreated, the already dense light filament suddenly increased, turning into a big cocoon, almost covering his whole body.

Guo Ao moved, his fingertips were slightly numb, and he was struck by a ray of light, and immediately all the light filaments seemed to be burning, suddenly agitated, bursting out of bright light, and surging towards him.

Almost instinctively, the dancing yang sword broke through the air and danced, and a move rolled out of the waves. The bright light on those light filaments dimmed, Guo Ao's Chunshui swordsmanship came from the sword heart trick of Changkong's painstaking epiphany, almost the total yuan of martial arts in the world, invincible, indestructible, the sword momentum only moved, Bu Jianchen's chest immediately cooled slightly, and the domineering sword qi exploded against his heart, rendering it into a fresh blood flower, throwing him out.

The sword heart is not to win with strength, but to win with heart. It's not people who hurt, it's hearts. Bu Jianchen slowly got up from the ground, his heart was broken and dead.

Guo Ao hurriedly put away his sword, but it was too late. He took a step forward and wanted to hold Bu Jianchen, but he heard Bu Jianchen smile blankly, and his laughter was full of hardship: Okay!

It's really a hero out of a teenager! Guo Ao shouted: Uncle Bu, it's not like this! Bu Jianchen said sharply: It's not like this, what is it?

What if you drank too much and destroyed the archway of the Pavilion, and then burned the Holy Book of the Pavilion, and committed a heinous crime?

Guo Ao opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. What else? Can he justify that the archway was cut for Li Qingchou, and the destruction of the Spring Water Secret had nothing to do with him?

Faintly, he guessed that the secret book was only afraid that it had a great deal to do with Chongxuan's borrowing that night. In any case, the book was borrowed from him, and if something happened, it was his fault.

Others may not know, but Guo Ao knows that these disasters were caused by him, and even he took the initiative to provoke them!

When he struck the archway, he didn't think about the consequences. When he lent out the "Spring Water Sword Technique", he didn't think about the consequences.

So, when all of this turns into bad results, how does he pass the buck? Guo Ao gritted his teeth, suddenly knelt down and said: Uncle Bu, I am willing to accept the punishment.

Ji Yunsheng, who had been silent, suddenly said: Do you know that you are wrong? Guo Ao was just about to answer, when the true qi in his body suddenly fluctuated, and a brazen impulse almost burned his body, making him want to draw a sword and fight at will!

But the remnants of his will told him that he could not do anything. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes." I am willing to do everything in my power to make amends.

Ji Yunshang looked at him, and suddenly said lightly: This is the Spring Water Sword Spectrum. Guo Ao was stunned, but he didn't understand the meaning of these words.

He looked up at Ji Yunsheng, but read contempt in her eyes. - This is the Spring Water Sword Spectrum. The implication is that even if you are crushed, you will not be able to compensate.

Guo Ao's heart was sour, but then the fire in his heart turned into boundless anger, and he said sharply: Then what do you want?

Ji Yunshang waved his hand lightly, and the pile of ashes on the lotus platform suddenly rose up, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

She didn't look at Guo Ao either, only looked at the dust in the sky, and said: Only those who have truly comprehended the Spring Water Sword Technique are qualified to make up for this loss.

Guo Ao was stunned. There was nothing wrong with her words. What was destroyed was Jian Chunshui's Chunshui Sword Spectrum, and only another genius who could write such a secret book was qualified to make up for it, so that Huayin Pavilion's martial arts could continue.

Ji Yunshang gently pulled the wide sleeve away in front of her, revealing a blood-colored flower: Defeat me and prove that you have comprehended the Chunshui swordsmanship, I will let you go, otherwise her eyes suddenly froze and looked at Guo Ao: Otherwise, you will die.

Her words were so firm that she didn't give Guo Ao the slightest chance to defend herself. Guo Ao gritted his teeth and roared: Ji Yunsheng!

Everyone else is afraid of you, but I'm not afraid, I'm going to let you see the true meaning of the Spring Water Sword Technique today! Before the words fell, Wuyang Sword let out a dragon groan and rushed towards Ji Yunsheng!

In a trance, Ji Yunsheng's figure turned into a black shadow, suspended in the copper room, everywhere but everywhere, but her eyes seemed to be two cold stars, covering Guo Ao, as if the heavens and the earth were in the sky, Guo Ao couldn't escape her restraint!

As soon as her figure moved, the Dark Hell Mandala Flower in her hand immediately burst out with eight-petal remnants, and in the sharp hiss, the huge sword light flashed around her, as if it was eight death wings hanging from the sky, supporting her in the air.

Before the sword qi could reach his body, the aura of death had already filled the entire copper room! Guo Ao suddenly found that his long sword was useless.

Because the scope of Ji Yunsheng's attack is too large, and the momentum is too urgent, with just one sword, it can't be stopped no matter what.

Withdraw? With the lesson of the battle against Bu Jianchen, in the face of such a sharp sword, he would never dare to retreat!

What should I do if I can't stop it, and I can't go back? Guo Ao slammed his left arm hard, and the huge copper table was lifted up by him in the air, rolling and rushing towards Ji Yunsheng.

The bronze table was so huge that it was like a hill pressing down, and with a violent crash, all the eight-petal mandalas hit the copper table.

At the same time, Guo Ao's dancing yang sword was also stabbed out. The sword heart trick hurts not people, but the heart. The Spring Water Sword Technique, which was born from the Heavenly Sword Heart Technique, also has the same power.

As soon as the Wuyang Sword moved, it had already turned into hundreds of billions - the glacier thawed, which was the gesture of the Spring Water Sword Technique.

The purple light seemed to fill the entire copper room, but the brightest point flashed on Ji Yunsheng's chest.

The bright moon condensed by the sword light hung quietly in front of Ji Yunsheng, the light was extremely soft, like a lover's eyes, but it could break people's hearts.

Guo Ao thought that the timing of this sword was just right, it was the moment when Ji Yunsheng's attack was blocked by the copper table, this move, he was sure that no one in the world could stop it!

Ji Yunsheng's black robe moved slightly, and the black figure suddenly turned into two, exactly the same two. The illusion was so real that it was almost impossible to tell.

The cold light of the sword naturally couldn't be distinguished, but it silently disappeared into an illusion, and immediately the death-like light appeared, splitting the illusion into dust.

Ji Yunshang was unharmed, and sneered: Good sword, good swordsmanship. Swords are the strongest swords, and swordsmanship is the strongest swordsmanship, but the person who uses them is not the strongest.

Guo Ao could hear the ridicule in her words, and his heart burned even more like boiling: Shut up, I use the strongest, Chunshui sword technique!

The Dancing Sun Sword slashed, fission out of the ice thawing trick. This move is not old, Guo Ao stepped forward, the sword momentum soared, and it was another jackdaw playing in the water, followed by the rainbow stream to the Huaizhu Canglang, every time he made a move, he stepped forward.

The four sword qi overlapped together, like a violent wind that swept up the ground, and rushed towards Ji Yunsheng.

Every sword is a supreme swordsmanship, every sword is invincible, and every sword is killed! But Ji Yunsheng's cold eyes seemed to penetrate the heavy sword light, staring at Guo Ao's face.

Her cold voice also seemed to come down from the distant nine heavens, and she only said four words: ice-river-thaw-freeze!

As soon as these words came out, Guo Ao suddenly lost Ji Yunsheng's figure in front of him! The four extremely powerful swordsmanship immediately hit the air, and slammed into the copper wall of the cave, and a violent impact sound came, and the strength was reversed, Guo Ao's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

At this moment, the Hell Mandala Flower turned into a brilliant glow and slapped silently on his back.

With a clatter, his right shoulder blade was smashed alive, and his body was pushed out of the stone cave by this force.

Guo Ao barely raised his head, his face was shocked, Ji Yunsheng's sword came too fast, and he didn't see her move and move at all.

The only thing she understands is that what she uses is also the first form of the Spring Water Sword Technique - Ice River Thawing! The same sword move, Chunshui swordsmanship vs. Chunshui swordsmanship, glacial thawing to glacial thawing, is he the one who loses?

It turned out to be Guo Ao, the master of Huayin Pavilion, and the son of Yu Changkong! Guo Ao looked at the long sword in his hand in disbelief, could it be that his Chunshui swordsmanship was really copied and could never belong to himself?

A huge sense of humiliation hit from the bottom of his heart, Guo Ao let out a loud roar, pulled up a light curtain from the Wuyang Sword, wrapped his entire body, turned into a dazzling purple light, and crashed towards Ji Yunsheng.

This is not only the sword in the hand, but the sword of the whole body, the sword of the mind. The sword has been exhausted with all its might. The entire copper chamber couldn't help but tremble, and seemed to tremble at the power of this sword.

Ji Yunsheng still couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes: it was still Jian Xinjue's gaze suddenly turned cold, her wrist sank slightly, and a dark red light rushed out of the dark prison mandala, dyeing the eight-petal flower blood red, and she said word for word: You, the, sword, law, again, in, where, in!

Every word exploded in the copper room like spring thunder, and the echo rumbled endlessly. Every word was accompanied by the sword qi triggered by the thawing of the glacier, and it hit Guo Ao hard.

In this short sentence, Ji Yunshang used the same sword move eight times - the same ice thaw, but the eight times at this moment showed eight completely different postures, each of which was like a famous flower beauty, which was extremely pleasing to the eye.

But this beauty is still rising and disappearing, elusive, and in an instant it has returned to loneliness. Guo Ao didn't even dodge a move.

He only felt that eight huge forces were like mountains collapsing, endlessly, hitting his body at once, but he had no power to resist!

Steeply, his eyes lit up, his body was in severe pain, and he heard a burst of exclamation, and he barely looked up, only to see that he had been knocked out of the stone cave and fell on the archway he had cut off.

The disciples of Huayin Pavilion had not yet dispersed, and their faces showed surprise. Guo Ao expected that Ji Yunshang had the intention to make him lose his prestige, so he deliberately chose to kill him in front of everyone.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, only to feel that the strength of his body was about to dissipate. Losing the suppression of his internal breath, Da Luo's true qi burned his whole body, and the blazing burns spread all over his body, covering up the severe pain of the wound.

Although his shoulder bone was broken, he still held the dancing sun sword tightly, as if he was holding the last straw.

Ji Yunshang shook her head lightly and looked away, as if she didn't want to look at his miserable state anymore. She lowered her sleeves, and the blood-colored flower disappeared again in the cloud-like black clothes.

Just listen to her coldly say: Arrest him. Immediately, a group of Huayin Pavilion disciples surrounded him, and several swords were unsheathed and pressed against his back.

Ji Yunshang said: If you destroy the holy relics of this pavilion, you should be killed immediately, for your father's sake, and only your martial arts will be abolished for the time being.

She turned to look at Bu Jianchen: It's up to you to carry out the execution. Bu Jianchen lowered his hand and said: Yes. He turned around and walked towards Guo Ao, and there was no longer any tolerance or expectation in his eyes.

Bu Jianchen stopped in front of Guo Ao, he glanced at Guo Ao, sighed deeply, took out a silk scarf and wiped it on the silk bamboo sword a few times.

In an instant, the slender sword body emitted a strange blue light, as if it had been quenched with some unknown drug.

Guo Ao struggled to raise his head and hissed: Uncle Bu, do you want to harm me? Bu Jianchen didn't answer him, his wrist flicked, and the silk bamboo sword let out a pleasant long roar, slowly stabbing into Guo Ao's ribs.

The sword was not deep, but it was extremely painful, and Guo Ao couldn't help but let out a miserable cry. I felt that the energy of my whole body was swimming and rolling in my body like a wave, and that strange true qi bore the brunt of it, venting to the wound!

A vicious chill rose from behind Guo Ao - they really want to abolish my martial arts, just for a sword book!

Guo Ao's heart was suddenly occupied by huge hatred, and he used all his strength to desperately fight against that suction, and wanted to save every inch of internal force in his body!

Bu Jianchen just felt that the Da Luo True Qi was about to be taken outside Guo Ao's body by the Silk Bamboo Sword, but a violent vibration came from the tip of the sword, as if he was competing with Bu Jianchen for that True Qi, and the anti-filing force was so strong that even his own internal breath was shocked.

Bu Jianchen frowned and said: Let go! He had just spoken, and a sharp hiss came from beside him. He turned his head in a hurry, and saw a touch of red coming out of Guo Ao's heart, quickly dyeing his whole body.

In the roar, Guo Ao's eyes stared fiercely at his face. It was a pair of completely red eyes,—— or rather, they were not eyes, they were two jumping flames, crazy magic fire!

Bu Jianchen's heart was cold, his words paused stiffly, and he felt a strong rush, he had been bruised by the Wuyang Sword just now, and his internal force had dropped to the lowest point, and now in a hurry, he couldn't resist, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew backwards like a fallen leaf!

With the sleeves of Ji Yun's robe, Bu Jianchen suddenly went down and fell to the ground gently, but he couldn't stop coughing violently.

His blood quickly gathered into a red cloud in the air and flew towards Guo Ao. Guo Ao's eyes were like a ghost fire, floating in the blood mist.

These eyes stared at Ji Yunsheng fiercely, and there was a coldness in his voice that was by no means the same as before: How can I kill you?

Bai Yong's face changed immediately, he didn't know what had changed in Guo Ao, but he knew that a huge danger appeared in Guo Ao's body, and this danger was enough to devour all the people here!

His brow furrowed as he struggled to consider what to do. The monstrous blood rose from Guo Ao's body and turned into a swirling red cloud, pointing directly at Ji Yunsheng.

Ji Yunsheng's eyes showed a moment of astonishment, but this stunned was quickly replaced by disgust, and she said coldly: You are willing to degenerate to practice such a dirty magic sword, I really look at the wrong person!

Guo Ao raised his head and let out a burst of ghostly laughter. The surging Da Luo True Qi in his body all turned into a fiery impulse, burning every inch of his spirit: Why do you practice such a sword technique?

What right do you who live in the blessed land of heaven have to ask me! He waved his hand, and the broken shoulder blade was like a whip being pulled out, and as soon as he moved, a puddle of blood immediately spilled out.

The blood left the body, and immediately turned into a crimson sword light, shooting towards Ji Yunsheng: The winner is king, isn't it?

Then I will defeat you and make you admit that I am the Pavilion Master!" Flying Blood Swordsmanship. If the Spring Water Sword Technique is the strongest sword, the Flying Blood Sword Technique is the most evil sword.

The more suffering the Edgeworthies suffered, the more volatile and intense the emotions became, and the greater the power of the swordsmanship. Guo Ao's heart was agitated, and when the Flying Blood Sword Technique was displayed, it was also strong and domineering, and its power was more than doubled.

The Spring Water Sword Technique based on the Sword Heart Technique, although it cannot be said to be invincible in the world, is not far behind, and mixed with the evil power of the Flying Blood Sword Technique, then no one can stop it.

There was no fear in Ji Yunsheng's eyes, but a deep sadness condensed. They shouldn't have given him this chance!

She raised her hand and swiped it, and the Dark Hell Mandala Flower in her hand suddenly exploded, and two groups of eight-petal flowers bloomed in the air, one attacking and one defending, the attacker was like a flying fairy outside the sky, like a sedum Changhong, and went to Guo Aodu; The Guardian bloomed into eight interlocking halos, standing only in front of her.

The corners of Guo Ao's mouth twitched, and a weird smile was formed. His sword momentum remains the same, this sword, the trick is still the thaw of the glacier, but it is mixed with extremely strange changes.

But the red light of the Flying Blood Sword exploded angrily, but it was by no means comparable to the previous sword! The sword light roared, and the blood shadows in the sky converged in mid-air, tearing and twisting, and finally condensed into a strange shadow that was more than a foot high, hovering behind Guo Ao, as if the sword master had summoned the gods and demons with blood.

Ji Yunshang stared at him, the temperature in her eyes gradually cooled, she slowly raised her hand, her wide sleeves hung down, and the blood-colored dark hell mandala spun rapidly in her palm.

With a soft sound, the petals of the Dark Hell Mandala Flower were lifted by her energy, swirling and flying in the air, interweaving an incomparably gorgeous brocade.

The splendid scenery slowly changes, outlining countless colorful color blocks, which at first glance seem to be disorderly, but the gaze time is a little longer, and it can change into a thousand floating worlds.

The mandala array, all-encompassing, all-encompassing, it is the origin of this world, the original form of all things, but it is also the final destination.

However, the flower handle in her hand seemed to be guided by an invisible guide, and gradually bent into a strange arc. Guo Ao's eyes were blood-red, and he let out a fierce roar, and the blood sword in his hand surged several feet with the demon shadow in the sky, rushing towards the splendid embroidery intertwined with petals.

There was a loud bang, and the only remaining fragments of the boulder around were completely turned into dust by these two incredible forces, and they rained down like snow, covering everything in it.

The sky and the earth seemed to be torn open in an instant, and a terrible wail was released!

The dust is flying, and it has been uncertain for a long time. Li Qingchou, Bu Jianchen, Han Qingzhu and other first-class masters stood three zhang away, but they couldn't see the situation at the center of the explosion at all.

Who will win and who will lose this battle? Gradually, a string of blood beads annihilated from the flying stone chips, dripping on the earth, which had been dyed into a white ground by the stone chips, and was suddenly painted with a red plum.

Bu Jianchen exclaimed: Zhong Jun! The snow and dust were uncertain, and he could barely see that the string of blood beads came from the bottom of Ji Yunsheng's wrist.

The Dancing Sun Sword was stuck in the ground in front of her, shaking endlessly. Ji Yunshang's wide sleeves faded slightly, and a red sword mark snaked down from her wrist, but the flower handle in her hand was worthy of Guo Ao's eyebrows.

The redness in Guo Ao's eyes was even stronger, staring straight at Ji Yunsheng's face, and his fists were clucking by him.

He was furious that he couldn't catch the sword! Ji Yunshang looked at him coldly, finally shook his head, and sighed softly: Incorrigible.

Her wrist sank, and the flower branch let out a slight tremor and stabbed Guo Ao's ribs. What she stabbed at was the Yishe point that Bu Jianchen had just stabbed.

Could it be that she wants to take matters into her own hands and abolish Guo Ao's martial arts? At the moment when the flower branch was about to brush Guo Ao's body, he suddenly said: Aunt Ji!

Ji Yunshang was shocked. This trick will never be stabbed again. Ripples gradually appeared in her sinking eyes.

- Aunt Ji, these three words really contain too many past events, unbearable to recall the past! The pressure on Guo Ao's body was light, and he suddenly became more frenzied, he grabbed the flower branch, put it against his forehead, and said sharply: Thorn, thorn, have you forgotten?

You promised my father that you would take care of me for the rest of my life, you stab! Kill me, how can you be worthy of his spirit in the sky!

Ji Yunshang was still speechless, but Bu Jianchen and the others had already felt a slight fluctuation in her aura - this was a situation that a top master should not have.

Thorns! Thorns! Guo Ao's shouting was extremely crazy. With a sudden force, the flower branch instantly turned into dust and disappeared in the night wind.

Guo Ao's hands were empty, and he couldn't help but stumble a few steps and fall to his knees. She stood with her hands closed, looked up at the rising sun in the distance, and said word by word: You go, take your Wuyang Sword with you.

Huayin Pavilion does not have such a pavilion master, and Yu Changkong does not have such descendants. Guo Ao Huoran raised his head and stared straight at her, his eyes full of hatred.

Ji Yunshang waved his hand, and the onlookers immediately made a way. Guo Ao gritted his teeth and nodded, staggered to pull out the Wuyang sword, turned around and walked out of the crowd.

Ji Yunshang turned around, she really didn't want to look at him again. Suddenly, a burst of sword qi rushed up from behind him, and Ji Yunshang turned around in surprise, only to see that Guo Ao's Wuyang Sword was already on Bu Jianchen's neck!

Bu Jianchen was hit hard in a row, and he no longer had the strength to resist at this moment, and more importantly, his heart was completely cold.

I saw Guo Ao grab Bu Jianchen's shirt with one hand and push him forward a few steps, but he stopped three zhang away from Ji Yunsheng, and laughed loudly: Aunt Ji, I suddenly remembered that I am the master of Huayin Pavilion, so it is not me who wants to leave, it is you.

The cold light in Ji Yunsheng's eyes moved: Let him go! Guo Ao sneered: It's okay to let him go, as long as you use this sword, you can also stab your own Yishe acupoint.

As he spoke, he poked his foot in, kicked the silk bamboo sword in the air, and landed directly in front of Ji Yunsheng. Ji Yunshang didn't answer, her eyes were like a cold spring, as if she wanted to shine through Guo Ao.

Guo Ao's smile was a little distorted: What's the matter, Aunt Ji, didn't you all want to use this poisonous sword to stab me and abolish my martial arts just now?

Isn't it self-inflicted now? Ji Yunshang glanced at him deeply: That's just for your good. Good for me?

Guo Ao laughed wildly a few times, gritted his teeth and said: Since it is such a good thing, it is not a big deal to let Aunt Ji stab herself with a sword?

His voice suddenly became cold, and the Wuyang Sword was slightly deepened, and he suddenly made a cut in Bu Jianchen's throat: Quick, I'll count to three, if you don't do it, I'll kill him!

Blood ran down his arm, wetting his sleeve. Ji Yunsheng's eyes finally revealed anger: Kill him?

Did you know that it was he who cultivated you wholeheartedly and saved your life? Guo Ao said sharply: So what?

I only know that he was the one who wanted to abolish my martial arts just now! Ji Yunshang was silent, and as soon as she raised her hand, the silk bamboo sword had already reached her hand.

The sword light swayed, illuminating her celestial-like face, and she couldn't help but hesitate a little. This sword was quenched with Hua Gong San, which could have dispersed the true qi of Da Luo in Guo Ao's body, but if it pierced into his body at this moment, it would be extremely bad.

Even if the Xuangong reaches the sky, it will lose at least forty percent of its true power, and even if it is made up for by the spirit pill recipe afterwards, it will take at least a year to fully recover.

What's more critical is that if she loses forty percent of her true power, who else will control the development of the situation, and who will restore the order that was disrupted by Guo Ao?

The blood of the tent bloomed in the morning sun, and the Dancing Sun Sword had already been swung out. A muffled sound came, and one of the Huayin Pavilion disciples closest to Guo Ao fell on his back, but his head rolled down to Guo Ao's feet, and he stepped on it.

Ji Yunshang said angrily: You, Guo Ao, have put the blood-stained Wuyang Sword back on Bu Jianchen's neck, and said fiercely: If you don't do it again, I will definitely kill him!

Ji Yunshang looked at him, and a huge sadness arose in her heart, she took a step back, and her feet were a little staggering.

Her cultivation is almost heavenly, and she has almost never been defeated in her life, but she has been defeated so completely this time. Because of this young man she had found with the help of the sword dust, the young man she had saved him more than once, was now using a sword full of blood to point at his savior, slaughtering innocent comrades.

Have only oneself to blame. A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of Ji Yunsheng's mouth, she no longer looked at him, and slowly stabbed the silk bamboo sword into the Yishe acupoint.

The bright light of the mandala petals everywhere withered in an instant, because their owners were really sad. The Wuyang Sword in Guo Ao's hand slashed down in the air, and the light of victory made him look so arrogant: Can we stop fighting?

Ji Yunshang was silent. Guo Ao smiled: Then don't fight. His body suddenly moved, and he pointed at Ji Yunsheng's Xuanji acupoint.

followed all the way down, the Purple Palace, the Jade Hall, the Jizhong, the Atrium, the Dovetail, the Juque, all the way to the Qihai Acupoint, almost all the Ren Vein Acupoints.

followed Siqing, Zhongzhu, Shangqu, Shiguan, Yindu, Tonggu, all the way to Yufu, and almost finished Shaoyin.

Even if it is a Da Luo Immortal, he can't move a bit. Guo Ao breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became heavier: Mrs. Ji, Mandala Sect Master, Zhong Jun, the undefeated god of war of Huayin Pavilion, but I am still willing to call you Aunt Ji.

Aren't you tired of being high for decades, why don't you rest in prison? But when he turned around, there was not even a smile on his face.

He stared at Bu Jianchen and said word for word: I won't bind you, nor will I point to your acupoints, but if you dare to make the slightest move, I will kill your daughter!

Bu Jianchen's body was shocked, and his face became extremely miserable. Obviously, Guo Ao hit the most vulnerable point of his mental defense.

Guo Ao smiled coldly, and he walked up the steps of the high platform. He walked two hundred and fifty-eight steps before he stopped.

In this position, he was taller than anyone else, even taller than the entire Huayin Pavilion. He looked up to the sky on the high platform and laughed: Zhongjun and Yuanfu were defeated by me one by one, who still doubts that I have comprehended the Chunshui Sword Technique?

His laughter was so long that he couldn't breathe for the last minute, but he still didn't stop.

The laughter was intermittent and hoarse, and who knew if it was joy or pain in this laughter? Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly because he heard a very small voice: "If you do something perverse, you will be sent by heaven."

Guo Ao's face immediately changed miserably, and he shouted angrily: Who? Who's talking? There was silence under the steps, as if the whisper just now was just an illusion brought by the morning breeze.

Guo Ao raised his sword eyebrows and shouted loudly: Who? Stand out! The disciples of Huayin Pavilion looked at him as if they were looking at a stranger.

No one dared to answer his words, and no one dared to stand up against this young tyrant. Fear, contempt, and hatred seemed to turn into entities, pressing heavily on the sky above Huayin Pavilion, and could not be dissipated for a long time.

Guo Ao's sword tip was slanted, hesitating whether to start a killing ring, and asked his subordinates who this ominous word came from.

Suddenly, Bai Yong broke the silence with a smile: You heard it wrong, no one spoke just now. Guo Ao Huoran turned his head and fixed his eyes on Bai Yong's face, as if he was distinguishing the truth of his words.

Bai Yong's face was calm, and he said: I don't believe you asked him. The eyes of the two turned to Li Qingchou at the same time.

Li Qingchou was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: Yes, no. Guo Ao was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

There was indeed too much blood shed today, and the smell of the air disgusted him. He put his sword into the sheath, strode down the steps, pulled Li Qingchou and Bai Yong, and said in a deep voice: Let's go, let's drink!

After that, he walked away, and what was lying behind him was the broken plaque of Huayin Pavilion. Bu Jianchen's expression was even older - could it be that the fate of Huayin Pavilion, which he deliberately wanted to avoid, could not be avoided after all?

He sighed bitterly and looked at the rising red sun.