Ning Yue's eyes were as cold as ice, and in an instant, the urging power accelerated the stabbing of the sword qi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info killed a Zhuo Bufan before, and now if he can kill another Mo Cang, then it can really be regarded as breaking one of Emei's arms.

Suddenly, a sword aura seemed to have crossed the long river of time and space, and even Ning Yue never thought that the sword light would be so fast. Unexpectedly, that sword light did not attack Ning Yue, but turned into a streamer and crashed headlong into the battle that killed Mo Cang.

"Boom-"

The white light in front of her once again darkened the sky, and Ning Yue's eyes instantly became cold. Because he knew that this sword just now was not able to kill Mo Cang, because that sword light saved Mo Cang's life at the last moment.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood vomited, and Duan Qingxuan's whole person suddenly became embarrassed. The body fell weakly into Mo Cang's arms.

Mo Cang looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and kept recalling the moment of his despair in his mind. Seeing that he was about to be pierced through the chest by a sword, a sudden figure blocked in front of Ke himself, and stopped this killing sword with a fragile sword qi.

The cyan back descended like an angel, resolutely protecting himself and leaving an infinite shock to Mo Cang. But...... He really couldn't believe that the woman who treated him as a cow and horse and deprived him of all his dignity would block a sword for himself at a critical moment regardless of his serious injuries?

"Qingxuan...... For...... Why...... Why are you doing this......" Mo Cang asked tremblingly, holding Duan Qingxuan tightly in his arms. Duan Qingxuan's mouth kept vomiting blood, which was so shocking. And Duan Qingxuan, who looked like this, made Mo Cang so uncomfortable.

"Fool...... Ask what why...... You're mine...... Husband, ......" A weak voice sounded, with some happiness and some annoyance, and this submissive idiot is still asking why?

"Senior Sister Duan—" Hua Qianhe exclaimed, and in an instant, a sword qi suddenly seemed like a falling meteor, killing Ning Yue's head fiercely. Qinglian's sword qi exuded endless coercion, as if it had broken through the barrier of space.

Ning Yue's palm flew up, her momentum rose into the air, and a green lotus appeared from the sky with an inexplicable rhyme. The blue lotus blooms with sixteen petals, and each petal is a sharp sword qi. The flower disc fell off and condensed in the air into a mysterious heavenly sword.

This trick is so familiar that Hua Qianhe's heart also stopped for half a beat. The Heavenly Sword rushed towards Hua Qianhe's Qinglian Sword Qi. In an instant, the cyan light lit up the entire world.

"Boom-" An endless wind swept through the sky, and the entire golden dome was dyed cyan in an instant. Ning Yue looked indifferently at the flowers in the sky, but this glance seemed to be a vicissitudes of life. The endless words were shattered in this eye, turning into a helpless sigh.

Just as Hua Qianhe thought in his heart, even if Ning Yue felt more guilty about Hua Qianhe, he would not have a trace of regret in his heart. He is the title of the Tenshogunate, while Emei is a hostile force of the imperial court.

The imperial court is orthodox, and orthodoxy is justice, and this is not a matter of pure position. No matter what kind of position Emei is, as long as he stands on the opposite side of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he must be severely punished, so Ning Yue does not regret taking advantage of Hua Qianhe's feelings.

His right hand gently lifted the hilt of the sword, and at that moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to suddenly become still. The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and even time froze. The endless Dao rhyme suddenly boiled, turning into a torrent condensing around Ning Yue's body.

That quaint long sword, so ordinary. But at this moment, it is so extraordinary. Dao Yun dances around the sword, as if to welcome the return of the sword. At this moment, the sword in Ning Yue's hand, which took Qianhe's attention to before, also noticed the extraordinaryness of the sword in Ning Yue's hand.

"Too ...... Taishi Sword?" Duan Qingxuan's eyes widened, and he said with a look of disbelief, his body leaning on Mo Cang's arms trembled slightly.

"Taishi Sword, the Eight Ancient Artifacts, impossible...... Could it be that the legend is true...... Is the Taishi Sword really in Emei?" Mo Cang also said with a shocked face.

"I don't know...... However, Ning Yue's sword had already been confiscated when he entered the dungeon, and the Taishi Sword ...... It must have been obtained in Emei! No wonder Ning Yue's martial arts grew so fast...... It turned out that he got the Taishi Sword ......"

At this moment, whether it was Mo Cang or Duan Qingxuan, there was no longer any fighting intent in their hearts. There is only a thick fear in my heart. The two looked at each other, and both understood each other's meaning from each other's eyes.

"Run—"

"Can you run?" Ning Yue sneered faintly, and the palm of her hand was gently forced, and in an instant, both the internal force in Ning Yue's body and the surrounding Dao Yun boiled. Like ignited gasoline, the flames soared into the sky.

The golden steam spread like a sea of clouds, and the powerful coercion was like the collapse of the sky. As Ning Yue's momentum rose again and again, the Taishi Sword in his hand finally moved......

With just one blade drawn, ten thousand golden rays shone in the sky like gorgeous crystals. Heaven and earth roared together, whether it was Mo Cang or Duan Qingxuan or Hua Qianhe behind Ning Yue, the long sword in his hand made a buzzing sound at the same time.

The Taishi Sword, the sword of judgment among the eight ancient artifacts. Heaven and earth mortals, even if it is a divine weapon, who will not let out a mournful cry in front of the Taishi Sword? The Taishi Sword is the king of the sword, the master of the sword.

As the long sword gradually came out of its sheath, Ning Yue's momentum became higher and higher, and it became more and more powerful. The sky lost its color, and the earth lost its sound. Between heaven and earth, there was only the sword that gradually came out of its sheath and emitted a dazzling golden light.

The Taishi Sword was completely unsheathed, and the feeling of being compatible with heaven and earth as if dominating this heaven and earth once again appeared in Ning Yue's heart. It's like the feeling when Min Tianjing was suspended behind his head.

This is the feeling of the realm of martial arts, although with the help of the power of the artifact, it can be mentioned that the realm can be raised to the half-step martial arts, but the half-step martial arts are also martial arts!

Ning Yue raised the Taishi Sword high, and there was no need to use the internal force, the internal force automatically poured into the Taishi Sword. There is no need to condense the sword intent, because the Taishi Sword is the strongest sword intent in the world. The heavenly sword broke through the sky, a pillar of light plunged straight into the sky, the wind and clouds changed, and lightning and thunder roared. It seems that in an instant, it has become the end of the world.

Ning Yue's face was not shocked, and she silently lowered her eyelids and looked at Mo Cang and his wife. With a gentle wave of his hand, a sword turned into a blue yellow spring and shrouded the two of them.

"Stop-" Hua Qianhe was shocked, her figure skyrocketed, turning into a streamer of light and rushing towards the sword qi that Ning Yue had slashed down.

Ning Yue's left hand flew up, and the Divine Soul Phantom behind him suddenly burst out with golden light. The palms danced, and the golden palms turned into walls and slapped towards Hua Qianhe.

"Boom-" The palm of his hand shattered, and the sword of Hua Qianhe's man was much stronger than Duan Qingxuan's. Almost at the touch of a button, the golden palm had exploded. But...... This is just one of thousands of palm prints.

Ning Yue slashed the Taishi Sword so quickly, Hua Qianhe looked desperately at the golden sword that enveloped Duan Qingxuan and the two, and listened to the unwilling roar of Mo Cang and his wife in despair.

Mo Cang was terrified, looking at the golden rays in the sky in disbelief, that kind of invincible might, that kind of ubiquitous lock. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to escape from this sword.

Looking at Duan Qingxuan hiding in his arms, Mo Cang showed such attachment and tenderness for the first time. This is his wife, the wife who once drove him mad. still remembers the ecstasy after getting the news of the marriage, and remembers the romance and gentleness of the flower candles in the cave room, Mo Cang's heart has a strong reluctance.

"It's better to die one than two...... Mo Cang whispered softly in Duan Qingxuan's ear. At the moment when the words were spoken, a lightning strike. Pushed his wife into the air and slammed into Ning Yue's sword qi......

This scene surprised Duan Qingxuan, Hua Qianhe, and Ning Yue. Because Ning Yue clearly remembered that Mo Cang was in the moment of life and death before, it was Duan Qingxuan who blocked a sword for him regardless of life and death.

Duan Qingxuan was so seriously injured for Mo Cang, what kind of wolf-hearted dog lung could make his wife a shield and fight for a chance to escape for himself?

Looking at everything Mo Cang had done, the killing intent in Ning Yue's eyes burst out.

"Mo Cang-you can't die well......" Duan Qingxuan howled heartbreakingly, and desperate blood and tears burst out from the corners of her eyes. But this can only be turned into her last words.

"Boom-"

The sword light slashed fiercely at Duan Qingxuan's body, and the rising body protection qi was so fragile that it turned into ashes almost instantly. With a sword slash, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sword qi paused for a short time, and slashed towards Mo Cang without changing its momentum, while Duan Qingxuan in the air bloomed with chaotic light like a glowing sun.

"Boom-" Suddenly, it was as if a bomb had been ignited in an instant. Duan Qingxuan's body suddenly burst in the void, and under the intense light, Duan Qingxuan turned into flying ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the moment when the sword qi paused, Mo Cang's body turned into a streamer and rushed into the cave with lightning speed. Ning Yue put away her sword qi and slowly floated down, falling to the ground like catkins. If the sword qi is allowed to slash down, the cave behind him will turn into flying ashes. But this cave is the only way for Hua Qianhe to return to Emei.

Hua Qianhe collapsed and looked at the sky, tears flowing uncontrollably. I struggled to support my body, but I failed again and again. The flower at this moment...... Even an acquired martial artist only needs a single sword to end her life.

The Taishi sword returned to the sheath, and the ruthless coercion and edge were once again covered by the scabbard and restored to its original simplicity and ordinary. Ning Yue walked gently in front of Hua Qianhe, and her eyes once again met the stubborn Hua Qianhe.

"You kill me—" After a long time, Hua Qianhe suddenly said coldly, a tear slipped down, and a dazzling splash was thrown on the back of his hand.

"Okay—" Ning Yue nodded silently.

"Don't-" At this time, Ye Xunhua came to Ning Yue with Chu Yuan's lightning appearance on her back, "Brother Ning, the flower girl has been injured for ten years, and she has lived in a simple place for ten years, whether it is the change in Shuzhou or the death of the Heavenly Shogunate......, it has nothing to do with her!

After hearing what Ning Yue said, Hua Qianhe's heart was suddenly broken, and a smile of relief appeared on her face. Just like the bond between himself and Ning Yue, only when one person dies, the hearts of the two can be liberated.

"Snort-" A white light flashed, cutting a strand of green silk through Hua Qianhe's ear. The green silk slowly drifted away, drifting away in the wind......