Except for Lu Hong and Sun Yao, no outsider in Cuiping Mountain has ever stepped into it.

Even Sun Yao had never entered the cold pool under this jade tree, and this was almost an isolated place, so when he saw the silent figure standing beside Liuli at first glance, Lu Hong's scalp exploded.

"Gong",

And the hazy figure's reaction was far more extreme than him, and it was far more crisp than him, and a little sharp sword qi came out of the two fingers.

The silver light flew out, and the cold sword intent enveloped the whole body in an instant, and the sword qi quickly amplified in Lu Hong's eyes, his eyes froze, and he drew the sword in front of him.

"When",

With a roar, the body of the Silent Sword suddenly trembled, and the sword qi dissipated, but the spiritual wave that spread out shook him out at once.

"Whoosh",

The hazy figure immediately pointed out two fingers in the air, and the two sword qi spurted out, and when the air flashed, the cold silver light shot towards Lu Hong.

The two sword qi piercing through the mountains and rivers took Lu Hong's head and heart directly, and the hazy figure was a merciless killing move as soon as he made a move.

The blood qi in Lu Hong's body surged, and the understatement of the sword qi just now made his arm numb, and at this time, he didn't dare to hold it up in the slightest, and inserted back the sword of astonishment, two fingers and a little bit, the Yunlu sword turned into light, and the sword light bounced up the two oncoming sword qi with a horizontal stroke.

"Who are you?",

Lu Hong's eyes were cold, and he was murderous, but he threw a mouse trap, and the man stood beside Liuli, in case he had bad intentions...... No, Liuli's cultivation is far better than his own, and there is no reason why he is still asleep, can he say ......

As soon as there was a "ding", the hazy figure pinched the sword trick, and the green glass sword behind Lu Hong actually made a dingdong sound, came out of the sheath, and turned into a cold blue light and flew up in the air.

Lu Hong's heart was shocked, she was able to control the glazed green glass sword.

"You're that senior?",

The answer to him was the green glass sword in the sky.

The blade of the sword suddenly turned, the tip of the sword pointed directly at his head, and the cold qi spread in all directions, and a cold sword qi suddenly fell from the sky.

"Click, click",

Lu Hong carried the sword behind him, and quickly moved out of the Nine Palaces Step, but the sword qi like a match cut a ravine between the cold pool and the sea of flowers below, and the broken jade rolled up, and the cold air in the cold pool became heavier and heavier.

This sea of flowers is the place where Lu Hong played and practiced with Liuli when he was young, and the two of them cherished this place very much, seeing that this person cut a long hole in the sea of flowers with a sword, Lu Hong suddenly became angry, and said with his eyebrows: "If the predecessors don't stop, I won't show mercy to my subordinates anymore."

The foundation of the person in front of him is very strong, but Lu Hong is not afraid of anything, after the sage passed on his skills, his foundation is already the best among his peers, and his comprehension of the sword has reached a higher level after the battle with the limbed ghost, and now he is no longer afraid of any strong enemy.

He was not afraid, the hazy figure had no scruples, and his figure appeared above as soon as he moved, reaching out to hold the Qingli Sword and urging out a cold light, holding down the hilt and pushing down, the Qingli Sword skyrocketed several feet in her palm, directly from the sky to the ground.

Lu Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around to avoid this earth-shattering sword.

The green glass sword given by Liuli can only exert a very small part of the power in his hand, and it is sharp in this person's hand, but at this time, he has no time to think about it, and he hit it with his five fingers as soon as he pressed the handprint of the Nose Prison.

A low roar sounded, and the demonic qi in his body rushed upward, and the black handprint covered the cold air above in an instant.

The hazy figure shrank slightly in his eyes, as if he felt the surging power of this palm, and he didn't block it, and his body flew out a few feet with a sword as soon as he moved, easily avoiding the handprint, but a few ribbons flew out of the body movement, followed by the figure divided into three, and the body and the incarnation lost people's minds with a slight change.

The sound of the wind suddenly became urgent, and three figures came at the same time, and with a "dang" sound, Lu Hong's Yunlu sword controlled the green glass sword that came from the center, but the other two figures swept past him, and the long sword that was conjured up also cut his shoulders.

As soon as the wound saw the blood and cold qi, it invaded the muscles and bones, and drilled straight into the body, Lu Hong only felt pain in his heart, and the Yunlu sword in his hand shook the body of the figure, and saw the two phantoms behind him go and return, his eyes were cold, and a backhand sword slashed out, and the huge sword qi of Zhang Xu Chang slashed through the air with the momentum of splitting the sky, stirring up the spiritual waves within a radius of ten zhang, and the two phantoms were annihilated silently under the grand sword qi.

The hazy figure held a sword a little more, and the water waves in the cold pool suddenly surged, and one after another water currents sprung up, turning into human forms under Lu Hong's eyelids.

Illuminating and shadowing, condensing and transforming.

Sen's cold and sharp sword intent came from the cold pool, knowing that once the figures in this water were formed, the opponent's strength would increase several times, and his own troubles would continue, Lu Hong's five fingers in his left hand were hooked and pressed, and the surging demonic qi gasped.

"Soul Hand",

A huge black shadow appeared behind him, and the Dao Dao demonic qi was like a chain pressing on the surface of the cold pool, Lu Hong's soul transformation hand suddenly sucked up the entire water surface, and the big waves struck, and the human form that had just turned into was shattered by the fierce water flow before it could be consolidated, and the sword intent that had not yet condensed was also dispersed.

"Roar",

Although the technique of condensing water and transforming into shapes was broken, Lu Hong's soul transformation palm was not closed, and as soon as the palm of his hand flicked, a water dragon roared and tossed up, roaring towards the hazy figure.

There was the sound of the sword, and the figure just flipped its wrist, and the blade of the green glass sword emitted a faint light, and she split the huge water dragon with just one sword, and then the figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, the bone-piercing chill rushed to his face, the cold sword blade suddenly appeared in front of him, Lu Hong's pupils shrank, and he opened his body sideways at the last moment, Ren Qingli sword slashed from the shoulder blade, the chill along the skin and flesh all the way into the bone, but his right hand slammed into the chest of that figure.

"Sneer",

"Peng",

The sword passed, the palm passed, and the two figures were separated by a touch of a bang, Lu Hong's shoulders were red, but the hazy figure flew straight out three feet away under the heavy palm power.

Lu Hong glanced down at his palm, and when he raised his head to look at the figure, his eyes were already much firmer.

"Without a physical body, you are the senior that Master said",

"Or, I should call you a fairy",

He felt it clearly with the palm just now, this hazy figure was not a real person at all, but a shadow turned out of the aura, just like the clone that Gu Shengyan Lingshuang turned into that day.

Although it is not an ancient saint, this hazy figure is also engraved with the traces of time.

"Gu Shoot Fairy, what is Master in your eyes?"