Chapter Ninety-Nine: Flying Through the Clouds (11)

The sycamore deep courtyard has not returned in spring, and the fallen leaves are stacked to prevent the spring return.

As a student of Tiangong, Zhou Qingdu's courtyard is undoubtedly a little heavier, full of fallen leaves, accumulating years and withering, more like the residence of a person who has resigned from his official position and told the elderly, as if no one has cleaned it, and it seems that he has no intention of cleaning.

Different from the outside of the courtyard, the courtyard is carved with beams and painted buildings, the green tile Zhu Yong, the decoration is extremely elegant, the rain seeks smoke through the rockery pond, the small bridge flows water, and only then can you see the wing room of the palm lamp.

However, the girl's steps stopped.

Qing's eyes looked at the swaying figure of Qihu, and it became more and more cold.

High-pitched and high-pitched moans were coming from the room, and the sound was in the ears, and the mood was confused.

The rain and smoke only stopped for a moment, and in the next moment, a giant sword three feet long gathered into the rain, sparkling and sharp, and crashed towards the wing room with a dull whistling sound.

"Uhhh

A red horse flew out of the crack in the door, and at the moment when the giant sword was about to hit the gate, it quickly drew Taiji in mid-air, and the Taiji with a radius of one inch shone brightly, like a mountain, and forced the giant sword against half a foot outside the door, and did not enter an inch. At the same time, the moaning in the chamber did not stop, but became more and more rapid.

Yu Xunyan's face was as pale as snow, and suddenly with a "wow", a mouthful of blood spit on the ground, and the three-zhang giant sword was also shattered, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Yu Xunyan looked at the wing room a few feet away, and the groans kept pouring into her heart, she took a deep breath and sat on the spot with her eyes closed.

Outside the body, the rain fell, and gradually became empty and quiet.

Ask Huajian to return from the rain and gently snuggle up to the girl.

The severe pain of the dantian made Yu Xunyan regain his clarity, although the anger in his heart was still blazing, but it was no longer the desperate at the beginning.

She realized where she was and that she wasn't invincible. This is a place where the heavenly palace is like a sea, where geniuses gather and demons are rampant, and anyone has the qualifications to be worthy of themselves, and no one can be underestimated.

And she came from the valley of the unnamed, everything she did was extremely exhaustive, and at this time her strength was less than two layers on weekdays, so it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to avenge Qianyi with such weak strength.

Yu Xunyan realized all this, and she began to meditate and recover as if no one was around.

I don't know how long it took, the groaning finally turned into a lingering sound in the long-pitched voice, and the figure of a woman was reflected deeper and deeper on the Qihu.

"Squeak".

The figures coincided, and the woman pushed the door out, wrapped in only a thin red shirt.

She looked at Yu Xunyan sitting in the court with interest, and her voice was three points charming, three points enchanting, and three points angry: "Who was so temperamental at the time, it turned out to be a little beauty, tsk tsk, it seems that Senior Brother Zhou is blessed again, and the slave family doesn't have to work so hard, it's just ...... The chest is a little smaller. ”

Yu Xunyan opened his eyes at this time.

Opening her eyes has nothing to do with the woman's words, but has returned to its peak.

She leaned on her sword and said coldly:

"Get out of the way. ”

The woman chuckled when she heard this: "Yo, you're in such a hurry, do you want the slave family to help you tell Senior Brother Zhou, don't wear your clothes first?" But don't blame the slave family for not reminding you, Zhou Gongzi is very powerful, don't be able to afford it then." ”

Yu Xunyan stopped talking, and with a light touch, a thunderbolt exploded in the court.

The thunder light rose from the remnants of the shadows, and the sword stopped swinging.

The body moves with the sword, and the sword moves and thunders.

The dazzling white light enveloped everything, revealing the dust in the most corners of the courtyard, and a look of surprise flashed on the face of the woman in front of the door, and the flush left by the clouds and rain had not yet faded, and the thunder had already rushed to the front.

In a moment, the woman only had time to sacrifice the red shirt on her body, forming a Tai Chi the size of a grinding plate, and then she dodged and rolled to the side.

Taiji, which had previously made Yu Xunyan's giant sword unable to advance an inch, was just devastating in front of the thunder at this time, and it turned into rags in an instant.

Fortunately, the woman's original intention was not to stop the rain and find smoke, but just to give herself time to escape for her life!

However, when she narrowly avoided it, she couldn't believe that if she had hesitated a little, she would definitely be dead!

Death passed by, and the woman was shocked into a cold sweat, and she didn't notice it for a while.

In another place, Yu Xunyan turned into thunder, and the sword shot up ten thousand lightning rays, and went straight to the wing room.

It was still a foot away from the door, and the door turned to powder.

However, Zhou Qingdu's figure did not appear, and at the moment when the door was broken, countless fallen leaves in the courtyard floated up, condensing into a giant palm, horizontal in front of the thunder.

The two powerful blows collided, but it was a sharp and piercing cutting sound, and countless fallen leaves were broken and scattered, but the giant palm was always condensed but not broken.

Yu Xunyan's figure was revealed from the thunder, the tiger's mouth was broken, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he was so tenacious that he stubbornly waved his sword.

At this time, a figure finally walked out of the room, wearing a Tiangong student shirt, wearing mutton fat and white jade, two strands of green silk hanging down in his ears, the wind moved, and his hair stopped.

He came out of the ten thousand leaves, his clothes were spotless, and he thundered and slashed, and he was not hurt.

Without doing any Taoism, and without moving a single eyebrow, the dim courtyard became bright for no reason, as if a god had come to the world.

Zhou Qingdu looked at Yu Xunyan, like looking at an ant on the ground, his face was not happy or sad, and he asked lightly, "Who are you?"

Yu Xunyan didn't answer, and the giant palm condensed by Wanye suddenly slapped out, and a great force overwhelmed the mountains and seas, and directly slapped Yuxunyan out.

Yu Xunyan snorted in mid-air, spit out a mouthful of blood, and asked the sword to fly away.

"Bones!"

The girl slammed to the ground and rolled several feet away.

Zhou Qingdu's attention was elsewhere, he stretched out his hand, and the distant Wenhua sword fell into his hand, and after several struggles, he finally calmed down.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Qingdu continued to ask, absent-mindedly as if talking to himself.

Yu Xunyan was no longer able to stand up from the ground, and just now a thunder sword drained her strength, and then received a hard blow from the giant palm, at this time, the absorbed strength was only enough to maintain the injury from expanding, and her body was almost unconscious.

A kind of powerlessness and resentment surged from her heart, and Yu Xunyan used up the last trace of strength, like Qianyi sitting in the barrenness, sitting on the dead leaves, the evening breeze was bleak, and she could no longer blow her clear eyes.

She came to avenge Qianyi, but she was humiliated by the enemy before she took revenge, how could she let Qianyi be humiliated again.

A hint of understanding flashed in Zhou Qingdu's eyes, but he remained silent, Yourong Guoyuan forbade the mutilation of his fellow disciples, but did not prohibit fighting, and hundreds of fallen leaves floated up and hung on the cigarette butts of Yuxun.

"From now on, if you don't say it, every breath, every fallen leaf will take away your one-year life. ”

As he spoke, the three fallen leaves had fallen leisurely, gently when they fell, but when they fell on Yuxunyan's body, they fell like a boulder.

Yu Xun smoke vomited blood again, but he never said a word, and finally fell to the ground unconscious when the sixtieth leaf fell.

Zhou Qingdu kept looking at Yu Xunyan, until all the hundred fallen leaves fell, then he withdrew his gaze, and his eyebrows fluctuated for the first time, which was a frown that even he himself had not noticed.

The woman next to her walked over, her face flushed with worry: "Will she die?"

Zhou Qingdu didn't answer, waved his hand, and the scholar embedded in the courtyard wall rolled to the ground.

"Go and get your things ready, and come home with me. ”

After that, he didn't look at the two people in the court, took the question sword, and went straight out.

Yu Xunyan happened to fall on the road he was going to pass, Zhou Qingdu seemed to have stepped on a stone step, stepped on Yu Xunyan's body, and drifted away.

The evening breeze in the silent courtyard was biting, and at this moment, a voice came from outside the courtyard:

"One can go, leave the sword behind. ”