Chapter 750: Snow Falls

Dugu Ye didn't say what the so-called east wind was, but Ling Xue and Ji Wushuang both took it for granted that it was the opening of the door of the world, Dugu Ye just asked Ling Xue "What can you see from those memories", and after getting Ling Xue's answer "There are only some vague pictures", he just nodded slightly, and did not continue to ask anything, but turned away with a calm expression, which made people completely unable to understand what he was thinking at this time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ji Wushuang looked at Duguye's departing back and his eyes flickered, now that he inherited Chu Qianying's memory, he had already anticipated what would happen after the door of the Great World was opened, but he still couldn't find the connection between the way to break the game and the memories he inherited now, according to Duguye's statement, the Great World must be opened within a hundred years, and when the Great World opens, it is also the time when these fighters have to have a showdown with the Land of the Demon God, even if he relies on the experience of his previous life and Chu Qianying's inheritance to be the emperor within a hundred years, it is impossible to do anything great at that time, and now he knows very well how terrifying the Divine Hidden Realm is, just knowing the truth, he can feel an unprecedented fear like a sharp knife straight into his heart, he can't even pull this sharp knife out of his heart, he can only feel the infinite horror to drown himself, the Dao heart even has a crack at that moment, for this world, the more you know, the easier it will be to fall into madness, it's really like this, he doesn't know how to shake the majesty of the land of the demon god with his personal strength.

Ling Xue didn't know anything about Ji Wushuang's thoughts at this moment, she just exhaled lightly, interrupting Ji Wushuang's thoughts and saying, "How is your kendo cultivation?"

Ji Wushuang smiled and said, "Won't you know if you give it a try?"

Ling Xue also smiled: "Since the last battle in the Peerless Palace, we don't seem to have fought again, so I just took this opportunity to relive the feeling at that time." ”

I still remember that Ji Wushuang was like a difficult mountain to climb for her at that time, if it wasn't for the help of the gods, I am afraid that ten lives would not be enough to squander, this man who was an immortal emperor in his previous life was too strong, even if she occupied all the heavens and earths at that time, she was still not an opponent.

But that's different now.

Now she is not an ordinary supernatural emperor.

Ling Xue's heart moved, and the pitch-black and sharp dragon sword appeared in his hand.

Although for a top-level sword cultivator like Ling Xue, whether she had a sword in her hand or not, she had a sword in her heart, and her every move was sword intent, but when she really held the sword, especially when it was such a divine sword as the Dragon Sword, her momentum changed earth-shattering again.

If she was a hidden blade before, then at this moment she is completely out of the sheath, sharp and dazzling.

She has both a sword and a heart.

She's still an unfathomable demon.

The soul sword in her hand also surpassed the scope of the imperial weapon.

Half-step supernatural power dares to fight with the true emperor, God knows how strong she is now.

If there is the strongest sword in the world, she is such a sword.

Ji Wushuang, who had seen Ling Xue when he was most weak and weak, the shock in his heart at this moment was indescribable.

He knew that this beautiful woman had finally caught up with him.

The snow was falling down, and a sword roar was suddenly heard.

Ji Wushuang took the lead in swordsmanship.

He is a monk in Kyushu and does not possess a martial soul, so his sword path is not the sword path of a Shenzhou monk, but the way of the fairy sword that is prompted by the immortal way.

The sword intent was awe-inspiring, and in a split second, countless goose feather snowflakes were shattered, and dense sword marks appeared on the endless snowfield.

Ling Xue felt Ji Wushuang's sword intent at this moment, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she could feel that Ji Wushuang's sword path had indeed grown by leaps and bounds in the past few years, she really deserved to be a man who was a generation of immortal emperors in her previous life, this understanding was really admirable, if she was before the retreat, I am afraid that she would have been compared, but now it is not the case.

She slashed out a sword.

In an instant, a cold storm that was colder than the ice and snow swept the world, this was a sword she learned from Luohuang Li Qianchou at the beginning, but now this sword is even colder than it was at the beginning, and the cold wind is like countless sharp swords stabbing out.

Moment.

Heaven and earth thousands of swords.

However, it was only the same as Ji Wushuang's sword, and the sword qi was raging wildly, but it couldn't be distinguished.

Seeing this scene, Ji Wushuang laughed and asked, "How is my cultivation in the past seven years?"

Ling Xue hooked her lips and smiled, smiling charmingly, and said, "It's very good, but it's a pity that I'm still a little behind if I want to win." ”

The words fell, and the thousands of sharp swords turned by the cold wind had gradually dispersed in the competition with each other, and suddenly the wind and waves were calm, it seemed that this sword trial had come to an end, but Ling Xue's sword intent changed suddenly.

Reincarnation artistic conception.

Just like the change of life and death, the sword qi that had just been dispersed suddenly revived, and it returned from the Eight Directions Heaven and Earth again, and it also carried an even more amazing momentum.

Bang.

Ji Wushuang's sword momentum shattered in an instant, like a big avalanche.

Looking at Ling Xue, Ji Wushuang's gaze was slightly dazed.

At this time, the sky was full of wind and snow.

He seemed to have really returned to the Wushuang Hall again, wearing a knight's bow on his head, a tie robe, and red shoes on his feet.

Ten miles of red makeup under the stairs.

In this trance, the sword in the hand of the beauty has already struck like a rainbow through the sun.

The cold struck, which shocked Ji Wushuang's heart, and he was finally willing to come back to his senses, he looked at Ling Xue with a discouraged face.

Ling Xue rolled her eyes, looked at Ji Wushuang who was standing in front of her and said, "What are you doing in a daze? You were distracted during the battle, if you had changed someone else, you would have died a hundred times......

However, before she finished speaking, she suddenly looked stunned.

I don't know when, Ji Wushuang has already wrapped his arms around her waist, his eyes are full of tenderness.

Goose-feather snowflakes are falling from your body.

The world is vast, and there are only two figures on the pale snowy field.

Heaven and earth were silent, and in this ambiguous and charming emptiness, Ling Xue heard the sound of her own heartbeat.

The speed of blood flow also suddenly increased.

The blush reddened the base of the ear.

Xiujing is already delicate.

In an instant, Ling Xue struggled to escape from her embrace, she glared at Ji Wushuang in shame, and was about to teach this shameless man a few words, but Ji Wushuang was the first to speak.

I only heard him cough dryly, took out He Wenlong's soul, and asked, "What are you going to do with him?"

Ling Xue glanced at him viciously, this guy was clever, and the topic changed faster than a rabbit, and said, "I'll clean you up next time." ”

immediately looked at He Wenlong, who was like a mouse seeing a cat in Ji Wushuang's palm, who showed a look of fear, and he did not have the courage of the true king who planned and calculated himself at the beginning.