Countless red lights and shadows appeared in the sky, and if you look closely, you will find that they are actually small red birds, like a red cloud. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the red luan sword in the holy maiden swordsmanship, and only the red luan sword can be so magnificent, thousands of red luan birds surround Yu Huaji's side, as if it is a pilgrimage of a hundred birds, her sword edge forward, the golden light fell on the surrounding grass, covering all the grass-colored roots with a layer of golden light.

Countless lights bloomed in the forest, dispelling the boundless night in the sky!

The prince's sword took a few steps forward, his steps were staggered, and he looked calm with an ordinary iron sword in his hand, he understood that his black iron sword was fragile in front of the legendary saintess sword, so he didn't use the sword blade to the idea of the sword blade, but the whole body twisted out an almost weird angle in place, and actually forced through countless red lights and shadows, approaching Yu Huaji again and again, his qi machine wind and thunder were thundering, bringing up the grass-colored dead leaves and broken branches around him, and in the wind, the white sword qi fell in the air!

The sword qi was like rain, dense, tearing apart the light, and stabbing fiercely towards that touch of red.

Yu Huaji took five steps back, she didn't have the idea of letting the prince sword get close, she was a pure double cultivation of magic and sword, and her kendo attainments and magic attainments were extremely strong, and she was naturally attacked by sword idiots with long and short when it came to swordsmanship, but if she could always keep a distance and not be bullied, there was a great possibility of turning defeat into victory, although she was not in good shape, but she had not yet reached the point of running out of oil and lamps, so naturally she would not give up and relax.

The Red Luan Sword came out again.

Thousands of red birds reappeared, and a flock of birds flew from the bottom up, facing those sword qi, like moths to a fire.

The scene was quite tragic.

Wang Zijian bowed slightly like a black panther ready to attack, the cold killing intent in his eyes could make people chill after seeing it, Yu Huaji calmed down and continued to retreat, and the woods behind him directly collapsed under her sword intent, leaving a path that could continue to retreat.

The ground was in shambles, sawdust, stone powder, grass blades were flying everywhere, and the prince's sword suddenly rushed forward, leaving a series of afterimages behind him, this speed was close to the extreme speed of the world, so fast that it was impossible to see with the naked eye, so fast that many cultivators' souls could not react!

Yu Huaji watched him rushing towards him, still retreating, her treasure was solemn, there was no sadness or joy in her good-looking eyebrows and eyes, and the sword shadow in her hand changed, and countless ripples appeared.

The Holy Maiden's Sword Technique - Heavenly Crying Sword.

Like throwing a boulder on the calm water, countless ripples rose up, ripples in the void, each ripple concealed the meaning of destruction, full of inviolable divine power, towards the sword idiot!

The sword aura in the prince's sword hand was clear, and the silver-white qi was more than a foot away from the blade, lingering on the tip of the black iron sword, and the iron sword slashed from top to bottom, smashing all those ripples, and then he turned around and swirled in the air, dozens of sword qi sprinkled like raindrops, and kept bombarding towards the square inch where Yu Huaji was.

The mountain rock burst and burst into an unimaginable loud noise, as if reproducing the picture of the collapse of the heavenly tomb and the cracking of the earth!

Yu Huaji took a deep breath, and the whole person kept moving in the forest, and even moved out of several strange right angles, and walked out of the rain of countless sword qi that was impossible to dodge, and then tore through the forest and found a way out for himself again.

She used the Heavenly Punishment Sword in the Holy Maiden's Swordsmanship, this sword is the most suitable for dodging in her understanding, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword is not so much an assassination sword move, but rather a set of weird body methods, which can force her to use the Holy Maiden's Swordsmanship like this, it is really the first time.

At that end, the prince's sword chased closely, and his feet sank deep into the ground step by step, like a beast in the wilderness, and the earth trembled with every step.

Countless sword sounds reverberated between heaven and earth, as if there were a hundred swords and a thousand swords colliding.

The mountain wind blew Yu Huaji's hair, and she slid several times in succession to the side of a large river, which was obviously a very ordinary forest river in the Celestial Tomb, and only appeared on this small island alone after the Celestial Tomb burst.

The forests on both sides of the river are also a mess, the water is not very clear, and there is a lot of sand and gray floating and settling in the middle, and the mud and sand are surging.

Yu Huaji stopped by the river and did not retreat, her snow-white bare feet were covered with black soil, black and white, and the slimy feeling made her eyebrows slightly lame.

The prince's sword was more than twenty zhang behind her, and she didn't chase anymore, looking coldly at the saintess in front of her, whose identity was so sacred in the Beihai that she could sit on an equal footing with the Netherworld Immortal, was full of cold murderous intent.

"Not running away?" Wang Zijian asked, mocking in his words.

He is the fourth on the North Sea Billboard, and she is the third, and now she is being chased and killed by him, which is undoubtedly a kind of irony.

Yu Huaji glanced at him calmly and did not speak.

She stopped because she saw some bones in the mud and sand of the river.

If the bones came down from the topstream, then no matter what, it seems that she should go and take a look, Wang Zijian is alone, but she is not.

She gripped the hilt of her sword again, and the next second, Wang Zijian's eyes became extremely gloomy, "Although it can't be a fun kendo duel, but killing you will be a hundred, and I have no other luxury." ”

Wang Zijian's black figure burst out, and he came to Yu Huaji's side in a few sliding steps.

The blade of the sword is from top to bottom, aimed at the heavenly spirit, it is a sword!

The sword is like the wind, and there is a terrible sword sound echoing, this sword is not many years old, it must be a peerless sword, murderous, you must know that there are only a handful of people who can really raise real divine weapons for thousands of years, most of those divine weapons on the Beihai famous weapons list are thousands of years old, not to mention the history of the Daomen Holy Maiden Sword for nearly 10,000 years, even if it is the Beihai Dragon Elephant Sword that has been produced in these years, Kaifeng also made the sword-casting master pay the price of his life, which is enough to see its difficulties, but the killing sword in the hands of the prince sword has already had the prototype of the divine sword!

Yu Huaji's eyes were cold, she would never be conceited, let alone be killed, and her calm personality would climb in an instant, such as climbing the Yellow Crane Tower to the next level, and the holy maiden's sword was suddenly across her head!

The sword intent Changhong broke the sun, and the golden light between heaven and earth ignited all the surrounding scenery.

The blade of the black iron sword collided with the sword body of the Holy Maiden's sword, and the next moment Yu Huaji Jian took a punch from the edge and blasted out at close range, if it was a normal dragon eye realm cultivator who was hit by a punch, he would definitely be killed, but I don't know if it was because of the same radio waves, the prince sword was also slapped out with a natural palm at this moment, the two of them fist to palm, the realm was the same, and they actually fought five or five times, and no one was able to win.

Yu Huaji's snow-white feet sank into the ground, like a beautiful wax figure connected to the earth.

The prince's sword was raised high with the power of recoil, and before leaving, he didn't forget to send another faint sword qi as a sneak attack.

This sword, caught off guard.

A red line of blood appeared on Yu Huaji's snow-white neck.

Blood oozed out.

Although it is not fatal, it is a lost move after all. (To be continued.) )