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The evening breeze blows, the wild grass on the field moves with the wind, and under the bloody sunshine, there is a kind of desolation of fishing singing late and difficult to understand life and death.

Dozens of sword lights rose from the western sky, and in an instant, dozens of people fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, surrounding a man and a woman on this wilderness.

The man and woman were back to back, their eyes wary of their surroundings, they were surrounded by former comrades, and at this moment, each of them had a long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was not pointed at the enemy, but at them.

In other words, the men and women of this day are the enemy!

There is a sadness in the hearts of men and women, the former brothers and sisters of the same sect, are finally here, drawing their swords against each other?

The eyes of the two swept over the faces of dozens of people one by one, and some of them were very angry with their eyes, as if they wanted to break their bodies into thousands of pieces, because the defection of the two of them led to the death of many people in the battle, and they attributed this fault to the two of them; Some people have a rebuke in their eyes, as if they want to question why they have defected, and they open their mouths to ask, but they find that some words are no longer spoken, and some things are irreparable; Some people have no waves, the sword in their hands is sharp, and it seems that as long as an order is given, there will be a fierce life-and-death struggle.

The two walked out of the crowd and saw the man and woman with one hand connected to each other, clasping their fingers with each other, and both of them couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Shuyu, Yun Tianqing, the two of you went down the mountain privately, you have violated the rules of the door, and you have even taken Wangshu out of the sect, adding mistakes to mistakes, and you don't return to the sect with me, and wait for disposal."

An old man with a white beard and a bit of fairy bones said to the two of them, and there was a figure with gray hair and a face like a teenager standing beside him.

"Elder Qingyang, we won't go back."

It was not the man who spoke, but the silent and weak beautiful woman, she shook her head firmly, and the cold light of her right hand flashed, and the divine soldier Wangshu that Qionghua had spent three generations of strength to cast appeared in her hand.

This does not need to be expressed in words, the woman directly shows her determination with her actions.

The man followed the woman, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and the long sword pointed horizontally, representing his same attitude as the woman.

"You, you, alas......"

Elder Qingyang pointed at the man and the woman, and let out a long sigh, these two people are also the juniors who have been cared for and instructed by him, and they don't want to arrest the two today, and they have to fight each other.

"Qingyang, why bother talking to them? Take it down! ”

The white-haired young man turned his head to Qingyang and said, shook his head and glanced at the men and women who were surrounded, and ordered: "All disciples listen to the order, take down these two!" ”

With a wave of his hand, dozens of sword lights have soared out like a swimming dragon, its speed is as fast as electricity, its speed is like the wind, this is not an ordinary martial arts sword, but the sword of an immortal cultivator.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the sword light is intertwined, and the spiritual power fluctuates endlessly on the wilderness, and it is already night, but I can see that there are lights flashing out from time to time on this side, and there are rumors and roars.

The sky suddenly brightened, and a sword pillar more than ten zhang long crossed the sky, and the bright light covered the sword body, and a sword fell, destroying all directions.

Under the long sword, a graceful figure danced like a butterfly, pinching the seal in her hand, and a cold long sword swirled around her, emitting a faint blue cold light, and emitting powerful spiritual power fluctuations with the sword technique.

She swung her right hand forward, and the long sword pointed straight at her, like a cold light piercing through the night, colliding with the falling pillar of sword.

Fierce spiritual power clashed, collided, and then exploded, the waves of impact shook the surrounding disciples away, grass clippings and mud and dust flew everywhere, the woman coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her figure flew upside down dozens of feet away.

"Phew"

Wangshu was knocked back and just inserted next to the woman.

"Ahem, ahem"

The woman struggled to get up from the ground, stretched out her hand and pressed on the Wangshu sword, although the corners of her mouth were bleeding and her face was extremely pale, she was like a wild flower in the wilderness, she seemed weak, but in fact she was resolute and strong.

"Suyu ......"

The man called out to the woman, and he also had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and his clothes were cut open, revealing blood marks that were bleeding.

The two came together again, clasping each other's hands, looking sad and lonely on this desolate wilderness.

"Hmph, stubborn, all the junior brothers help me."

A disciple suddenly said, looking at Shuyu and Yun Tianqing with resentment in his eyes, the senior sister he liked died in the war between Qionghua and Huan Qing, and he attributed all this to Shuyu and Yun Tianqing.

"Xuankun, don't!"

The white-haired young man and Qingyang spoke together, but it was too late, and that Xuankun didn't know when he had already completed the trick.

"Thousands of remnant lightsabers, go!"

Xuan Kun looked coldly at the men and women who were still breathing, his right hand formed a sword finger in front of his chest, and pointed forward, pointing at Yun Tianqing and Shuyu.

Before the rest of the disciples could react, the long sword in their hands was sucked away by a stream of spiritual power, converging in the sky, forming a sword array, dense swords unfolded, and more spiritual power from all directions converged, quickly condensed into countless sword shadows, and with Xuan Kun's fingers, they rushed towards Shuyu and Yun Tianqing at an extremely high speed and overwhelmingly.

With the state of the two of them at this time, it was impossible to escape Xuankun's full strength, and because of the suddenness of the incident, even the two elders Qingyang and Chongguang had no time to save people.

At the time of life and death, Shuyu and Yun Tianqing's hands were still holding each other's hands tightly, Yun Tianqing's eyes kept looking at Shuyu, but Shuyu's gaze glanced at the west lonely.

"Don't be afraid, there's still me on Huangquan Road. The road is dark, and I will make the way for you. ”

Yun Tianqing's voice sounded softly in Shuyu's ears, he knew that Shuyu didn't love him, but he was willing to protect her safety and keep her safe for the rest of her life, even if it was death!

Shuyu looked back at him, his eyes were calm, and there was a hint of a smile on his face, and she wanted to ask him, "Are you worth it?" ”

She still didn't ask, and it was not up to her to say whether it was worth it, but for him to decide.

On the wilderness, life and death depended on each other, Qingyang and Chongguang, as well as the other Qionghua disciples, all closed their eyes, and couldn't bear to see these two people being pierced by thousands of sword qi.

"Father, is this what kind of love is this?"

A childish child's voice echoed through the wilderness abruptly, not knowing where it came from or where it was going, but it sounded so suddenly, ghostly in the field under the night sky.

"I don't know if it's love for these two people. A heart is attached to her, willing to have no regrets for her, even if she dies, there is no complaint; One is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and the one who is worried about it is another person. ”

Another mysterious voice sounded, Shuyu and Yun Tianqing opened their eyes, the immature child's voice was very familiar with this mysterious voice, it seemed that they had met it somewhere?

It's just that when you see each other in a hurry, like strangers on the road, who will remember each other more?

"So what is love?"

Tong Yin asked again, and everyone seemed to see that there was a cute little girl who was tilting her little head and asking her father.

"It's hard to explain, just see if you understand it later!"

"Father, will you save them?"

The children's voice sounded again, and the overwhelming sword shadow had reached the front of Shuyu and Yun Tianqing, and the cold sword qi and killing intent had reached between the eyebrows of the two, how could they be saved? How can I be saved? I'm afraid that if the gods descend to earth, it will be difficult to save the two of them at this moment.

"Since the girl said to help, then save it. However, I only saved their lives once. ”

The mysterious voice rose again, and a figure appeared in front of Shu Yu and Yun Tianqing, holding a rickety jade egg in his left hand, his right hand stretched out out out of thin air, and his five fingers were opened.

"Let's go!"

With a wave of the mysterious man's right hand, like dust, those sword shadows exploded one after another, turning into spiritual power and returning to heaven and earth.

"You, you, you......, poof......"

Xuan Kun, who used the Thousand Remnant Light Sword, pointed at the mysterious young man who suddenly appeared and shouted three times, opened his mouth and spewed out a column of blood, and then fainted to the ground.

Two disciples went up to help Xuankun up, and when they probed Xuankun's breath, they found that he was just angry and fainted.

"I'm going to save these two, and you can go yourself."

The mysterious young man said to Qionghua and the others very indifferently, and the disciples of Qionghua looked at each other, all wondering, "Who is this person?" Suddenly appeared, suddenly saved people, suddenly wanted to let us go? ”

The eyes of all the disciples focused on the two elders, Qingyang and Chongguang, after all, all the reasons had to be decided by the elders.

"Aren't you leaving?"

The mysterious young man said with a smile, Su Yu and Yun Tianqing had already helped each other to stand up, standing behind the young man, looking at the young man himself for a while, and looking at the strange jade egg for a while.

"I've seen the seniors, and the juniors will leave when they wait."

In the surprised eyes of the rest of the people, Elder Qingyang bent down and made a big salute to the mysterious young man, which was the etiquette for the juniors to see that they respected the seniors of the teacher.

The mysterious young man accepted it calmly, and asked strangely, "Have you been to Qingyun?" No wonder you know me! ”

"The younger generation is fortunate to have been to Qingyun with the family teacher, and I have seen the portrait of the predecessor painted by the master of Tianshu Peak."

"yes, I see."

The mysterious young man nodded and stopped talking.

"Disciple Qionghua listens to the order and retreats."

Elder Qingyang ordered, and all the Qionghua disciples helped the injured senior brothers and sisters up, and the sword soared into the sky, and dozens of sword lights rushed towards the west.

"Qingyang, who is ......?"

The sword was in the sky, Chongguang and Qingyang were flying in front, the two were not far apart, Chongguang couldn't hold back the questions in his heart, and asked Qingyang out loud. (To be continued.) )