"I don't know exactly what you've been through in the past few years, but before I went down the mountain, I saw that Master had been waiting for you to come home. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoYour boudoir is always empty, and Master never allows anyone to touch it. Every morning, he cleaned the house with his own hands, arranging everything in the house neatly and cleanly, as if you would come back whenever you wanted. ”

"Enough! Don't talk about it! Only one person between you and me can leave alive today. The woman interrupted the archmage's words suddenly, her face still cold, and her gaze still fierce.

The wind blew the white robes, and the dark clouds obscured the moonlight.

When the archmage's eyes looked directly at the woman again, his pupils suddenly contracted.

At some point, she also had a wooden sword in her hand.

"This is the magic sword of Liang Hongda, the master of Huiji Mountain, how did you get it?" The archmage, who had been stunned for a long time, finally asked hard.

Dharma weapons are the second life of cultivators, at least until they ascend to the Dao.

People are there, and people are dead.

Now that the wooden sword has changed hands, could it be that Liang Hongda has ......

The woman seemed to see through his heart, and sneered: "Don't worry, I'm also a mage anyway, I only want to be a baby, and I won't harm anyone." However, Liang Hongda loves me so much, don't say that it is just a magic sword, even if it is for his life, I am afraid that he will not hesitate to offer it. ”

The archmage's heart was shrinking, and his teeth were clenched even tighter, he didn't expect her to become like this, and sighed: "No wonder Liang Hongda, who has become famous all these years, has disappeared. ”

"What, you feel sorry for him?"

The archmage said lightly: "I can take a fancy to a woman like you, it seems that he is also a vain person, there is nothing to regret." ”

The woman clapped her hands and said, "So you think so too." Looks like I've done a good thing! ”

"The same goes for you." After saying this, the archmage was silent, and his right hand slowly raised the iron gossip and aimed at the moon in the sky.

His heart has become cold, and he no longer shows mercy.

The woman stopped smiling, and her expression became more and more solemn.

The two swept out of the hall and confronted each other in a large clearing in front of the main building.

As the sword in her hand swung lightly, the air around her became hotter and hotter.

Waves of heat rolled in from the fan, and the ice and snow on the ground between the two of them quickly melted under the blowing of this heat flow.

The archmage turned a blind eye to this, and even if he saw it, he didn't see it at all.

His heart and mind were focused on the iron gossip, and through it he used all his power to gather the moonlight in the sky.

The air was hot and almost burning.

Iron Bagua also absorbed enough moonlight energy, flashing with dazzling light, as if a huge energy was about to burst out in an instant.

The breath in the two people's bodies circulated endlessly, and their bodies also rose into the air, slowly rising into the air.

There was no longer any trace of emotion in their eyes, and their entire body and mind had been completely integrated into the magic weapon in their hands.

With the woman's coquettish reprimand, two huge streams of energy shot out from the magic weapon, and then a dazzling fire illuminated the night sky white.

The heavens trembled, and the earth trembled.

The moonlight is gone, the clouds are gone, even the wind is gone.

In the vast world, there is only a blank space, a blank space that is almost nothing.

After a few moments, the light disappeared, and the sky returned to its original form, but the earth was no longer the same earth.

The vast open space in front of the main building is now a sea of fire.

The archmage was suspended in the air, panting with difficulty, and the usual calmness and calmness on his face were no longer visible at this time. When I looked at the woman again, she was not much better than him.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but your cultivation has actually improved like this." The Archmage sighed heartily.

The woman also sighed: "I didn't expect you to learn the spells of the evil blood sect and integrate him with the spells of the sect. ”

"I can gather the energy of the moon with all my strength one more time, but I don't know if your body can stand it."

In the face of the archmage's understatement, although the woman's body was churning with qi and blood, she still snorted coldly: "I don't know who killed the deer yet, so you don't have to be too confident." ”

The two of them stopped talking, each holding their breath and concentrating, once again gathering the mysterious power of the five elements between heaven and earth.

The sky was silent, and the clouds were silent.

The once short-lived iron gossip once again shone with a dazzling light.

But at this moment, the archmage's heart tightened, because he didn't feel the true fire power from the wooden sword at all this time.

Now the surrounding space is filled with the warmth of moonlight, not the heat of real fire.

This is unusual.

The archmage slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly he understood.

It turned out that the woman's mana that had been rapidly improved by relying on her magic skills was not pure, and she had almost exhausted the energy in her body just now, and now she could no longer activate the samadhi true fire power of the wooden sword.

Looking at the woman who was crumbling in mid-air due to physical exhaustion, the archmage's heart slammed, and then he gritted his teeth violently, and shouted in his heart: "Senior sister, don't blame me for being ruthless, all of this is your own fault, and you can't blame others." ”

The woman had already felt her powerlessness, and she stared at the oncoming light in a daze, and her pupils couldn't help but contract.

Is it just like that?

I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled!

Her heart was screaming, but the energy in her body was flowing bit by bit.

The corners of the archmage's eyes glistened with a glimmer of light, and she closed her eyes in despair.

However, at this moment, a roar pierced the sky.

"Bang!"

The light reflected from the iron gossip reached the middle of the two of them, and was struck by a figure shooting diagonally from the ground.

This figure was fast and accurate, much like a sudden meteor, breaking the inherent orbit between the stars.

The dust rolled up the snow and danced wildly.

The woman spurted blood from her mouth and fainted on the ground.

I had already taken off the helmet and cloak that marked the Blue Feather Guard and hid it, and now I was covered with a cloth torn from my clothes, and quickly picked up the woman from the ground.

The archmage had suffered some internal injuries due to the shock of the mana field in the field, and he saw that the caster of the strange true qi was actually a young man dressed as an ordinary Qing army soldier, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Who are you and why?"

I said lightly: "This woman still owes me an explanation, you can't kill her yet." ”

"Confess?" The archmage was furious: "Then what kind of explanation can make you help such a murderous femme fatale woman?" ”

I ignored him, but looked at the purple-furred woman who was gradually waking up, and said coldly, "Let's meet again." Why are you framing me? ”

The woman didn't answer, but smiled slyly at him and said, "This is a matter between our brothers and sisters, what are you an outsider to get involved in?" As he spoke, he said to the archmage in a greasy voice: "Senior brother, you look at how uninteresting the kid is, and he dares to meddle in the grievances between us, do you want to beat him first?" ”

The archmage said coldly: "When I take him down, I will take you two back to restore your life." ”