Similar to Ren Fei's six-style sword sparrow, Lu Hong's proud sword duel is also a simplifying sword move, removing all cumbersome moves, streamlining to the extreme, leaving only the four styles of teasing, splitting, slashing, and stabbing, which are the simplest, most direct, and most effective. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

These four styles are mediocre in terms of sword moves, but they exert speed and strength to the extreme, and even catalyze the aura in the body to the limit, achieving its majestic and vast, rivers and seas-like atmosphere;

The purple sword qi easily pierced through his golden folding fan, and the cracks in the Dao spread out, and drops of golden liquid fell, and his folding fan was actually dissolved.

Even if there are two miraculous skills, Xuanyi Wuxiang and Xingluo Wanxiang, they can't resist this terrifying sword style. The purple sword qi pierced through his chest, and the blood mist exploded in front of and behind him, and the life qi in his body passed rapidly, and the objects in front of him changed and became blurred.

At the moment of death, as if he saw the slender figure in the Confucian shirt again, she sat upright at the table, holding a thin thread and writing something softly, occasionally raising her head, her eyebrows were swept away like a peach blossom, even though this was a misty person, the time spent alone with her in Hakuya was still deeply imprinted in his mind.

In a trance, I saw a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with a green shirt, a jade belt tied around his waist, a sword hanging, a longbow behind his back, and a quiver, the young man patted his shoulder and turned around, leading the horse into the distance.

"Master......",

"Big Brother ......",

A woman who makes him love and hate, respect and fear, a big brother who makes him regret for life, love has not been obtained, revenge has not been avenged, hatred has not been learned, if he dies at this time, he will not be willing to enter the Yellow Spring; gritting his teeth, the mysteries outside his body and the aura of the stars and all kinds of things detonated at the same time, and a burst of cracking sounds came, like a smooth mirror shattered, a little blue light scattered outward, and then converged inward, "boom" With a loud bang, the aura burst out, and the purple sword qi was cut off, and under the bursting aura, Yi Lin also flew out involuntarily, like a rootless duckweed, fluttering in the air.

Lu Hong glanced at him lightly, and the sword finger in his left hand condensed, and another sword qi ran out, pointing directly at his head.

This sword qi is mediocre, if in normal times, Yi Lin can use Xuan Yiwu to easily remove its edge, but at this time, his two major exercises are broken, the aura leaks out, and he is seriously injured, and he has no strength anymore, let alone resist this sword qi.

When the sword qi came across the sky, he smelled a faint fragrance in his nose, his clothes fluttered, and a graceful white figure suddenly blocked in front of him, and the sword qi was dispersed with a bang.

The red of the road rose up, and a magic flower suddenly rose, opened its mouth to grab his shoulder blade, and threw him high with a flick of his head, and then wrapped up white silk threads.

"Mr. Lu, I lost the battle of this meridian divine soldier, don't pass it today, there will be a period later",

The figure left such a sentence, the toes flew on the magic flower, and when it flew to his side, five fingers and one finger, one by one, the white silk wrapped him, the silk thread was entangled, and it was smashed into a thick smash, and he was soon wrapped like a silkworm cocoon, and a refreshing coolness flowed out, a thread, a wisp flowed into his wound, and his wound seemed to be healing quickly, but his heart was shocked.

"Feng Demon Demon",

Yi Lin's heart was cold, and he felt that something entered his body along the cold liquid, although he was weak, he gritted his teeth and said: "I know that you will fall into the well, you can kill me a hundred, but if you want to refine me into a ghoul or a medicine man, something that is not human, a ghost is not a ghost, I would rather bite my tongue and kill myself if you fiddle with me."

As you speak, you have to press your teeth against your tongue.

Feng Demon reached out and pinched his jaw, but he didn't look at him, but the force in his hand brought him unimaginable pain, and he couldn't bite down any more of his teeth against the tip of his tongue.

"If it falls into my hands, will it be up to you to die or live?"

The corners of Demon Feng's mouth were hooked, revealing a cruel smile.

Looking at her chilling smile, thinking of the appearance of the butcher, ghoul, and medicine man of the God of Wealth Pavilion, his heart was cold.

Just as he was about to struggle, Demon Feng let go of his hand and said with a smile: "But now I don't want to kill you, and I won't refine you into a Gu man, a medicine man."

"I will send you to Zhuang Jiang, and you will follow her to study as before, cater to her, and be your little sage for her",

Surprised, confused, jealous, resistant..... , all kinds of emotions were mixed together, Yi Lin gritted his teeth and asked: "Why? Don't tell me that you are kind, I won't believe it",

Only then did Demon Feng glance at him, stretched out his slender fingers, revealing his nails as red as blood, and pointed to the sky, and then to the distant village.

Seeing that his eyes were still puzzled, she said softly: "Sunset-Dusk-Yuanzhuang, I want... Armor ......",

The voice was small, like a whisper, and it was already inaudible at the back, but Yi Lin's heart suddenly shook violently, and his pupils contracted: "That letter.... It's you....",

"Shhhhh

Feng Demon made a silent gesture between his lips with a light tap of his fingers, and laughed softly: "It is difficult for me and Zhuang Jiang to make a game, but your game has just begun".

"Lurk well, disguise well, forbear, after this road comes to an end, only one of the two of you can survive",

......

The blood-like red in the valley has faded, without the spiritual power of the Feng Demon Demon, the terrifying Demon Flower Xenomorphs have withered and decayed one by one, and they have fallen into mud, and the aura in Lu Hong's body has been greatly damaged, but without the restriction of the Demon Flower Xenomorphs, his Mixed Yuan Gong can already operate.

The three flint stones still rose and fell outside his body, making a whistling sound, Lu Hong glanced at it disdainfully, and the Yunlu Sword swept the three flint stones in the air and flew back, the tongue of fire swallowed, Qin Yang was shocked in his heart, and he caught the flint stone and sacrificed a fire curtain to resist Lu Hong's next attack.

However, Lu Hong only glanced at the two of them lightly, and then carried the sword behind him, and the Yunlu sword turned into a red light and flew into the Qianyuan bag.

"You ......",

Qin Yang's brows froze, only to feel the anger in his heart rising.

Lu Hong said: "My opponent is not you",

The words were peaceful, but they were extremely sarcastic to Qin Yang's ears.

I'm not your opponent? No, what he's trying to say is -- you're not worthy to be my opponent.

Lu Hong didn't pay attention to the two, raised his head and looked at the streamer floating in the sky, at this moment, the meridian divine soldier was no longer changing, it was like a silver shimmer floating above, smooth and feminine like water in the valley, without any form, just a straight and slender shimmer, but the sharp light at the front and back tips stretched endlessly.

Lu Hong flew to the top of the mountain on tiptoe and headed towards the meridian divine soldier.