readx;? Hearing Ying Xuan's slightly encouraging words, Xue Wuxian looked hesitant on his face, as if he was in a dilemma, not knowing where to go. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is not deeply involved in the world, but he still maintains a pure heart, and he always feels that bullying widows with more is not a man's behavior, and now he is at war with heaven and man in his heart.

"If you think about those innocent dead monks, and then think about the ugly face of the wicked stream, even if you kill him, you will do a good deed, and the world will only be grateful to you!"

Seeing the eagerness on Xue Wuxian's face, as well as a slight sense of struggle and uneasiness, Ying Xuan couldn't guess his thoughts, and couldn't help but say in a loud voice, full of temptation.

Hearing Ying Xuan's words, Xue Wuxian couldn't help but be a little moved, his eyes burst into a burst of light, and he seemed to feel that Ying Xuan was quite reasonable, he was above board and upright in the face of others, but in the face of the treacherous and shameless people, he didn't have to worry too much.

"Damn it!"

Yin Wuya gritted his teeth for a while, and when he saw Ying Xuan's bewitchment in a few words, he brought in a helper for himself, and he hated it extremely in his heart.

The more he saw Yin Wuya's appearance of gritting his teeth, the more Ying Xuan felt that Xue Wuyan was not simple, and he could actually make Yin Wuya feel a little jealous.

If it is Zhang Yang and the like, no matter how much Ying Xuan tries to win him over, Yin Wuya will definitely disdain it, and even wave his sleeve robe, he can solve it.

It can be seen that this young man who is too beautiful to talk is definitely not simple.

The snow is pacing lightly without a trace, as if dancing, the white clothes are better than the snow, like a fairy falling into the mortal dust, and it is spotless, and all laws do not invade.

When the body moves, it is extremely agile, fluttering like the snow of the flowing wind, as if it is flying, and the soles of the feet seem to be soaring through the clouds.

The white clothes are fluttering, like a woman's clothes, a handsome face, with a face that makes a woman jealous, and at this moment with an indignant look on her face, staring at Yin Wuyan, full of anger.

The palm of the hand, which is as white as jade, glows with a jade-colored luster, like a green onion, and I don't know how to cultivate or maintain it.

Although the palm of the hand is slender and white, it is filled with an astonishing power, as if a slight touch can take a person's life.

The soles of his feet stepped on strange steps, as if he contained Qimen gossip, and his body was erratic, more ghostly and elusive than Ying Xuan's streamer.

When the body fluttered, in an instant, he came to the front from a distance, let the yin wind howl, the yellow sand was permeated, and the white clothes were still spotless and chic.

Even Ying Xuan was faintly jealous, how could there be such a perfect man, I don't know how many girls' hearts have to be touched.

The palm glowing with jade light simply cut towards Yin Wuya's neck, so gentle that it seemed to be caressing, but a layer of fine goosebumps clearly appeared on Yin Wuya's neck, and a feeling of danger spread in the bottom of his heart.

It is like the palm of the god of death, although it is as gentle as the touch of a lover, but it has the power to seduce people's souls.

Ying Xuan also looked at a layer of fine goosebumps, but he was not shocked by the strength of Xue Wuxi, but by the cold.

Just imagine, a man stretched out his palm, as if he wanted to touch your neck, this scene made Ying Xuan a chill, no goosebumps to blame.

Ying Xuan even thought in his heart that Yin Wuya was also disgusted with chicken pimples, and I have to say that if he didn't fight, he was the first to take the lead.

Xue Wuxian had a pure heart, he didn't know Ying Xuan's dirty thoughts in his heart, his face was full of indignation, as if he had met a wicked person through the ages, and he didn't have a good impression of the disciple of the treacherous stream.

If Xue Wuxian knew Ying Xuan's inner thoughts, I don't know if he would be extremely ashamed and turn the gun to aim at Ying Xuan.

After the cold, I recalled the way the snow flew without a trace, like the snow of the flowing wind, and the sense of familiarity in my heart became stronger and stronger, but I don't know where I had seen it.

However, at this time, he didn't have time to think too much, the sword grinding stone wheel in his hand smashed up, dancing and dancing, as if carrying an ancient mountain, collapsing towards the Yin Wuyi, but it was a retreat to seal the Yin Wuyan, so that it had no chance to take advantage of it, and it was to create an opportunity for the snow Wuxi.

Under the front and back attacks of the two, Yin Wuya was overstretched in an instant, although there was a phantom body of the remnant spirit on his body, but it was more of a deterrent in momentum and breath, which consumed the strength of the other party.

In itself, Yin Wuyan is still just a monk of the Evolution Realm, if not, this battle will not break out, Ying Xuan's black sword tire has already been taken away, and people don't know how far and how far to run.

"Damn it!"

Yin Wuya's face was extremely distorted, and even the phantom with the remnants of the spirit on his body was also a cruel and distorted face, as if he was more indignant than Xue Wuji.

His fingers kept pinching, and the gray mist on his body surged, so thick that it seemed to turn black, like a wave, swirling around his body, and like wisps of burning flames, protecting his body, constantly weakening the opponent's attack.

Rumble!

Ying Xuan's strength is resistant to grinding sword stones, the momentum is strong and heavy, weighing more than a thousand pounds, even if there are remnant spirits and gray mist protective bodies around Yin Wuyan's body, four or two thousand catties, but it is also difficult to resist head-on.

He could only stagger his body in a hurry, but there was a white-clothed Shengxue in front of him, and the snow that deceived the frost and jade was traceless, and stretched out a slender and white palm, as if it was a god of death, cutting towards his neck.

What makes people even more unsettling is that the snow without a trace seems to be coming from one direction, and when the soles of the feet change, the body is like a ghost, making it difficult to guess in which direction it will deliver a fatal blow, and it is impossible to prevent it.

The remnant spirit phantom on Yin Wuya's body suddenly revealed a hideous face, opened his bloody mouth, and bit towards Ying Xuan behind him, as if he wanted to die with him, with an indomitable momentum.

The hands were covered with a layer of gray luster, like the color of stone and rock, which was surrounded by gray mist, as if substantiated, and a strong corrosive breath permeated, and the hard snow was patted without a trace.

Feeling the disgusting corrosive meaning of Yin Wuya, Xue Wuxian couldn't help but furrow his good-looking eyebrows, and as his body flew away, he kept changing direction, and at an extremely tricky and weird angle, he passed through the layers of obstacles of Yin Wuya and went towards his chest.

How could Yin Wuya turn a blind eye, his hands hurriedly turned back, and with a bang, he confronted Xue Wuxian head-on, and the figures of the two couldn't help but be shocked, and each other was dignified.

Ying Xuan faced the sudden remnant spirit, there was a slight hint of nervousness in his heart, if he said that he was not afraid, it was fake, the suppressed breath on the remnant spirit's body was almost breathless, and the speed of the shot couldn't help but decrease, and even the strength of carrying the sword grinding stone seemed to be somewhat weakened.

This is an innate suppression, a kind of suppression of the cultivation level, it is not a demon with your qualifications, but the assets of heaven can be covered up and resisted.

"Quick, use the black sword tire against him!"

At this time, when Ying Xuan was fighting head-on, an anxious and slightly excited call suddenly came from his heart, with a sense of impatience and a greedy desire.

Ying Xuan's heart was shocked, but it turned out that it was Master Ji who came out of nowhere, communicating with Ying Xuan in the cave world, and he didn't know what bad ideas he was fighting in his stomach.

With a turn of thought, Ying Xuan was a little hesitant, knowing that Yin Wuya coveted the black sword fetus because of the remnant spirit.

There is even a part of the remnant spirit in the sword fetus, and if he merges into one, I am afraid that under the great increase in strength, he will definitely not be his opponent.

Moreover, Ying Xuan is very precious to the black sword fetus, this is an important part of his refining ten thousand refining techniques, and he has this sword fetus after bankruptcy, so he naturally does not dare to take risks easily.

"It's really stupid! It's stupid! If something happens, Master Huang will bear it, and I will compensate you!"

As if he saw Ying Xuan's hesitation, Ji Ye seemed to be jumping in anger in the cave world, and an old-fashioned voice with disdain and disdain sounded in Ying Xuan's heart, making Ying Xuan's old face blush.

It's really hateful to be despised by a miscellaneous pheasant.

The soles of his feet turned around, his body fluttered, and the sword grinding stone in his hand had been put away by Ying Xuan, and in its place, it was a black sword fetus.

Now that Master Ji has spoken, Ying Xuan is no longer hiding it, if Master Ji dares to pit him, he will definitely pull out the only few miscellaneous hairs on his body one by one!

Seeing the black sword fetus that suddenly appeared in Ying Xuan's hand, the remnant spirit phantom on Yin Wuya's body, with a trace of unconcealable desire, his eyes were filled with greedy colors, staring at the black sword fetus in Ying Xuan's hand without blinking.

Whining!

The power of Ying Xuan's physical body and the cultivation of the seventh layer of evolution have fully exploded, and now that he has used the Vicious Treasure Technique and the Kiss Treasure Technique, his identity can no longer be concealed, and there is no need to hide it anymore.

Yun Fei's sword technique was unleashed, and the sword intent on his body soared into the sky, condensing into a substantial long sword, hanging above his head, which was extremely amazing.

The sword qi on his body was vertical and horizontal in the field, extremely powerful, and Ying Xuan's sword momentum was unreserved, and the power was unparalleled.

The black sword fetus is simply uniform, but it is like opening the heavens and the earth, as if between heaven and earth, only this touch of sword light remains, which is difficult to dodge!

Burst!

One swept and pierced through the remnant spirit phantom on Yin Wuya's body, as if it was pierced in the air, making De Yingxuan's brows frown slightly.

However, under this thorn, the face of the remnant phantom was slightly distorted, as if there was a power flowing and being swallowed by the black sword fetus.

I saw the remnant spirit phantom, and let out an angry roar, wanting to tear Ying Xuan apart, but under the dual use of his heart, Yin Wuya had to face the elegant body, but he recruited the deadly Snow Wuxian and was tired of coping.

Feeling a strange appearance from the black sword fetus in his hand, Ying Xuan's heart was shocked, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand Ji Ye's intentions, and couldn't help but be even more excited.

"Turning clouds and rain!"

The Heaven Grabbing Hand came out, using the Heaven Grabbing Hand to control the sword tire in his hand, and unleashed the Cloud Flying Sword Technique, which suddenly seemed to disturb the clouds and rain in the sky, and the sword style was light and heavy like a thousand pounds, as if a cloud and rain collapsed and drowned people.

Rumble!

The Yunfei Sword Technique controlled by the Heaven Grabber suddenly skyrocketed, making Yin Wuya's pupils a little discolored, I thought that this person used a sword like this, but I didn't expect it to be so deeply hidden.

Xue Wuxian saw that Ying Xuan was full of might, and seemed to have some comparativeness, unwilling to show weakness, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

However, this long sword is a little clumsy compared to Ying Xuan's black sword fetus, which is different from the black autumn, the long sword without a trace of snow is extremely slender, and it is even more glorious on it, faintly with runes flickering, under the illumination of the sun, it is even more floating and golden, like a bend of autumn water flowing, which makes people know that it is extraordinary at a glance.

Boom!

Xue Wuxian used the sword very gracefully, as if dancing, but the long sword in his hand was so fast that he couldn't see it, and he could only see a ghostly sword shadow, constantly passing by, and he couldn't see the sword body at all.

Coupled with the brilliance of the long sword like autumn water, it was like a wave of sparkling waves, constantly flickering in front of him, as if a long river had rippled, and it was raging directly towards the Yin Boundless.

"He turned out to be a master with a sword!"

Ying Xuan saw the chapter of the sword without a trace, and felt even more that this person was mysterious, using the sword as fast as a ghost, and he couldn't see the sword in his hand at all, which was extremely shocking.

"Ahhh

Yin Wuya faced the attack of Xue Wuxian and Ying Xuan, roaring angrily, tired of coping, the strength of the three was already between the two of them, and now that one was besieged by the other two, it was naturally even more miserable.

The black sword fetus in Ying Xuan's hand, unconsciously, seemed to become a little hot, as if there was a flame, burning and rising in the sword fetus, making Ying Xuan's hand holding the sword a little hot.

Every time he confronted the remnant spirit phantom on Yin Wuya's body, he could make a faint snorting sound, like a flame in the sword fetus, constantly devouring and pulling the power of the remnant spirit's body, making Yin Wuya's face even more angry and gloomy!

"Could it be the seal of Master Ji in the sword fetus?"

Ying Xuan couldn't help but guess in his heart, when he faced the Yin Wuyi alone, he might not be able to take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, but now that there is Xue Wuxian who has shared a lot of pressure, Ying Xuan is here to take advantage of the fire to rob.

No, it should be said that the chicken master came to take advantage of the fire to rob!

A trace of power on the remnant soul was constantly pulled by the sealing power in the black sword fetus, and as soon as it entered the black sword fetus, it was like a river returning to the sea, with a temptation, flowing into the remnant spirit in the depths of the sword fetus.

Ying Xuan couldn't help muttering a little in his heart, it was very difficult to seal the remnants of the soul that Master Ji said before, and he didn't know if he deliberately came to pit his only remaining three-flavor true fire, judging from the current situation, it seems that something is wrong, and he was pitted by the miscellaneous pheasant again!

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ying Xuan felt the remnant spirit phantom, it seemed to have become a little weaker, and the momentum was not as turbulent as before, I don't know if it was because of the Yin Wuyan Heart being divided into two uses, or because of the sword fetal seal.

The Remnant Phantom is not as solid as it used to be, as if it is more transparent than ever!

"Boy, what is the sword fetus in your hand!"

Yin Wuya couldn't bear it, and couldn't help roaring angrily, originally he just felt that there was a breath coming from the sword fetus, which made him a little eager and attracted, as if it was an extremely important thing that he had lost.

Now it seems that it is not simple, and there are other things in it that can cause harm to themselves! )