The mana in his hand flowed, but with a hint of destruction. made Han Xuewei's face look a little cold. The sword light in the green sword flowed, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Lin Xuexian's face, and the sword qi was merciless, and he slashed down at Lin Xuexian mercilessly.

A woman like a flower, a face like water. Under the light of this sword, it was so dazzling. It's so beautiful and moving.

At the moment when Lin Xuexian closed his eyes, the green sword that was slashing at Lin Xuexian's face paused violently.

And at this moment, Lin Xuexian forcibly raised a trace of mana and rolled to the side. Enduring the physical pain, Lin Xuexian forcibly stood up. There was a viciousness in his eyes, and he looked at the masked woman deadly.

I saw Han Xuewei at this time, her brows locked, and her eyes looked tightly in the direction of the Qingyunmen Palace, obviously something happened, so that Han Xuewei stopped the attack of the Qingjian.

glanced back at Lin Xuexian, who was vicious in his eyes. Han Xuewei smiled coldly and said with a gloomy voice: "I will spare your life today, and next time I come to provoke me, I will definitely make you unable to survive and die." You can see that with your stature, there are many people who must be interested."

After speaking, the green sword in Han Xuewei's hand turned into blue light and disappeared into Lin Xuexian's field of vision. Obviously, there was something that made him worry in his heart, and he was not willing to delay even killing Lin Xuexian.

A "poof" sounded, and Lin Xuexian, who was standing by herself, spurted out a mouthful of blood. In the cold moonlight, it looks so pitiful. It's pitiful.

It's just that in Lin Xuexian's eyes, there is no fear of the masked woman's departing sword shadow, and some are just killing intent to the sky. Looking at the sword shadow of the masked woman flying out, Lin Xuexian hesitated for a moment. In the end, I still didn't catch up.

Nan Nan said to himself: "Master, don't worry, I will make these people worse than dead, let them regret the mistakes they made forever", the voice was vicious, and with the cold wind, it spread far and wide. Even Han Xuewei, who was flying rapidly on the green sword, couldn't help but feel a little silent in her heart. As if thinking of something, the speed accelerated a lot.

Seeing the departure of the masked woman's figure, Lin Xuexian covered the wounds on her body, step by step, under the cold moonlight. Step by step, staggering into the distance. All that's left is a dashing back. But one step at a time. It seems so miserable. In less than a moment, they faded away and disappeared into the vast darkness of the night.

In the dilapidated hall, the figures hidden in the dark stones are constantly absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and the brilliance of the moonlight is constantly entering the shadows in the stones along the dark stone walls.

With the figure in the stone, constantly absorbing the essence of the moonlight. The small flesh of the human figure is constantly being enriched. In less than a moment, it has been condensed a lot. A powerful force appeared on the body of the figure. Although his eyes were closed, he couldn't stop the rolling divine light.

As if sensing something, a figure in the dark stone. Stop the exercise instantly. As soon as the moonlight faded, it no longer surrounded the dark stone.

The dark stone also seemed to lose momentum in an instant and fell to the ground. Like so many stones, lifeless. No one could have imagined that this is a stone that contains infinite life.

At this time, a terrifying divine consciousness continued to strafe through the main hall.

Then a masked woman jumped out, her long hair fluttering, like a concubine descending to earth, and she was extremely beautiful.

At a glance, it was Han Xuewei's daughter. There was a gloom in his eyes, he didn't know what he was looking for, and his eyes glanced back and forth in the hall.

Quietly glancing for a moment, in the end found nothing. I don't know what I thought of, Han Xuewei sighed slightly and said: "I obviously noticed the other party's breath, why did I disappear as soon as I came, is it an illusion?"

"Come out, I've already found you, if you don't come out, don't blame this fairy for being polite", Han Xuewei's eyes were deep, as if she had discovered something. He shouted softly to the surroundings.

Hearing Han Xuewei's words, the figure in the dark stone. Slightly moved. For a moment, he sneered in his heart, but he was unmoved.

I waited for half a moment, but in the end there was no movement. Seeing this, Han Xuewei's eyes rolled a few times. Finally, he sighed slightly and said, "It seems to be my delusion, really suspicious?" The form and god who have been cut by me have been destroyed, even if it is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, it is also a lack of skills to return to the sky. How much more is you". After speaking, with a wave of his sleeve, he turned into blue light and disappeared.

Seeing Han Xuewei's departing back, the figure in the dark stone moved slightly. Then he stopped moving, as if he were a dead thing, and he stayed quietly in the dark stone, and he stopped moving.

The cold moonlight quietly shone on the once glorious hall of Qingyunmen, but now it was dilapidated.

A black shadow, quietly in the dark shadows, slowly lurked into the main hall of Qingyunmen. The slightest movement was not caused.

If it weren't for the figure in the dark stone, who had been observing the main hall of Qingyunmen, I am afraid that it would really be ignored.

At a glance, it was Han Xuewei who had gone and returned. I saw that his eyes were staring closely at the main hall of Qingyunmen, and his tattoo did not move.

Seeing this, the figure in the dark stone, although he hated Han Xuewei very much, still had to hold back the killing intent in his heart and remain quiet.

Time is like water that flows out, and once it is gone, it never returns. The shadow that was quietly lying in the main hall of Qingyunmen had been standing still, as if waiting for something. This observation is the sunset of the day.

Looking at the figure of Han Xuewei lying not far away, the figure in the dark stone has been silently watching. The killing intent in his eyes was like substance, staring closely. It's a pity that no matter how killing intent there is, it obviously has no effect on the figure lying not far away.

Finally, as if she was impatient to wait, Han Xuewei's figure flashed, and she flew to the sky above the Qingyunmen Hall.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he said to himself with a hint of doubt: "I obviously feel the breath of the other party, why didn't I find it?" That day, I clearly noticed that the other party's breath filled my heart, are these really my delusions? ”。

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Xuewei still couldn't think of the reason, and looked at the Qingyunmen Hall. There was a sense of remembrance in his eyes, and after a while, the viciousness in his eyes was revealed. The sword in his hand was pinched, and the green sword and sword slammed into Han Xuewei's hand.

Pointing at the Qingyunmen Hall below, thousands of sword shadows suddenly disappeared into the air. The next moment, it appeared above the temple. Under the sharp shadow of the sword, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded. Qingyunmen, which was once invincible, only heard the sound of "Peng Peng", and it was suddenly destroyed on the spot, with rocks flying and sand and dust. It was a shock.

Han Xuewei, who is based in the void, has long hair draped over her shoulders, like a flower, which makes people intoxicated. A pair of eyes, eyes like lightning, quietly, expressionlessly looked at the Qingyunmen Hall that had turned into ashes below.