At the dome of the Li River, it was raining.

At first, it was a drizzling rain, and soon it turned into a torrential rain.

There is a lot of rain in spring, especially in the mountains and rivers, and the sky is easy to change color.

On the surface of the Li River, there were some fine ice chips floating, which quickly melted, setting off gusts of river waves in the heavy rain and wind.

Liu Shiyi picked up the woman named "Chaolu", who was unconscious at the moment, and threw it into the belly of the boat.

Liu Shiyi rubbed his cheeks with both hands and said tiredly, "I'll sleep for a while." ”

Standing side by side with the girl in Tsing Yi, Ning Yi, stepping on the river waves, hummed softly.

After receiving a response, the white-clothed sword idiot lifted his feet and boarded the boat, slowly sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, and let out a long breath, and the qi machine fell silent little by little.

He was severely injured by the underworld outside Tiandu City, and to this day, there are still traces of his injuries.

The boat is like a bean, stormy, bumpy and swaying.

On the river, young men and women standing with oil-paper umbrellas open, looking into the distance with solemn expressions.

The wind and rain in the sky gathered at the end of the river in the distance, above the figure of the hat and the cloth.

This is not the Yellow Sand Desert of Yumen, and there is no Xinghui ban for the Demon Monarch to get out of trouble.

As a result, the entire Li River, the ice chips that had previously been covered by the Ten Realms of the West Sea Sword Cultivation Realm, were all shattered at this moment.

The ice chips of the Ten Realms are vulnerable.

The man in the cloth, who was silent, standing in the distance, slowly raised a palm.

With his palm-raising movement, the river in all directions was surging, blocking the retreat of the two.

Ning Yi held an oil-paper umbrella, did not look at the girl in Tsing Yi beside her, and said to her in a calm tone.

"Formation. ”

There was a pause.

"Xiao Zhu Immortal Array. ”

After saying these six words, Ning Yi walked forward slowly.

The water of the Li River is surprisingly consistent with his footsteps.

The divinity in the divine pool flew in wisps, and Ning Yi's divine thoughts swirled next to the clay statue of the predecessor of the sword weapon, trying to awaken this ancestor-level Nirvana Great Sword Cultivator of the White Deer Cave Academy, who was often asleep for a long time.

Fortunately, the stone sculpture eyebrows of the sword weapon near the predecessors seem to have a hint of recovery.

Standing in place, Tsing Yi Pei Fu took a deep breath, raised her head, stared at the heavy rain, falling from the heart of the sky, and smashed to her cheeks in an instant, she raised a finger and pressed it on the center of her eyebrows, and the bright red where she pressed it quickly enlarged, and a ray of light flew out of her forehead, hovering in all directions, turning into one talisman after another.

Behind him is the monstrous water building.

There is no way out.

I want to fight against a great cultivator like Su Qi in the Destiny Star Realm...... The only possibility is to carve out the "Little Immortal Array"!

Ning Yi's thoughts were confused, he put away the umbrella and walked forward, the tip of the umbrella dragged on the river, drawing two ripples, and the sword momentum accumulated in the sheath, flowing, gradually boiling, and hot.

A thunderstorm fell from the dome, reflecting the snow white of the Li River for ten miles.

The figure in the cloak was gloomy and dark.

Su Qi's right hand sleeve, with only three fingers left, was slowly clenched.

The long swords on both sides of his waist collided with bells, and the sword qi boiled, and they were suppressed by him.

This Sword Lake Palace's life star sword cultivator, who has excellent self-cultivation and qi cultivation skills, has a cold look in his eyes, staring at the black-robed young man who is dragging the sword, but his eyes fall on the girl in Tsing Yi behind him.

If you want to cross the border and fight, in addition to the orthodox art of the sword, there is only the strange art.

He is the life star, the life star beyond mortals.

The realm is higher than these two young girls I don't know how much, but when he sees the blood-colored talisman suspended around the girl in Tsing Yi, he still feels a little jealous.

I'm afraid this is an extremely high-ranking formation.

Maybe it was left by the Shushan Sect to Ning Yi and that girl

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Protective Array.

The more he thought about it, the more gloomy Su Qi's expression became.

In the Yumen Desert, the Demon Monarch unlocked the formation to get out of trouble, and a radius of ten miles became a forbidden place for starlight, because the name of "Jialuo" was too terrifying, and he was forced to cut off two fingers to survive.

When he came to his senses and turned back again, the Yumen Desert was already quiet, and the slightest wisp of demonic energy no longer existed.

It was only after the fact that I suddenly understood......

The so-called revival of the demon monarch, the big demon of the sky fox, is nothing more than a scam!

The severed finger was swallowed up in the yellow sand of the desert, and there was no news.

Severed fingers cannot be regenerated.

Unless he reaches the so-called state of Nirvana, he can find some kind of artifact that fits perfectly into his body as a medium, so as to reunite his flesh and blood.

But the realm of Nirvana, for him Su Qi, is out of reach, how many are there in the entire Great Sui, and how many have only been produced in the Jianhu Palace in so many years?

The man who had caused him to fall here.

Right in front of you.

Ning Yi!

The Great Cultivator of the Celestial Star moved.

He didn't sweep out directly, but "slowly" forward, the speed was getting faster and faster, the heavy iron feathers on the robe, as the man's forward steps became bigger and bigger, faster and faster, constantly throwing backwards, and finally a huge coat flew out and fell heavily into the river, the white-clothed sword cultivator of the Sword Lake Palace, swept all the way, the original dusty white clothes had long been worn out, and there was no trace of immortality.

Su Qi pressed it with one hand, and the middle finger and index finger of his right sleeve were empty, but even so, it still did not prevent him from pressing the "wooden sword" on his right waist.

Ning Yi dragged with a sword, walking faster and faster, and gradually turned into running.

The same is true for Su lacquer.

The distance between the two was only fifty zhang.

Thirty zhang.

Ten zhang.

The Great Cultivator of the Sword Lake Palace's Destiny Star pulled out the peachwood sword with an expressionless face, just when the sword was drawn, the qi leaked out, causing the entire river to explode.

A monstrous splash.

Above the nine heavens, the brilliant thunder roared down!

Su Qi's wooden face was rendered silver white by the thunder light.

He looked up and looked at the black robe that had broken the curtain of water.

One person below, one person above.

Su Qi is below, Ning Yi is above.

The river is monstrous, and it is split by a sword from top to bottom!

Mighty.

Castration is unstoppable.

It's not so much a sword, it's a sword, a stick.

Or rather...... It's a "smash".

A smash from the black-robed Ning Yi.

It was taught by Xu Zang in Shushan, and no third person learned it.

A smash that fell from the sky.

"Smash the sword!"

The haunting divinity of the wind and thunder flowed and drummed on the blade of the fine snow sword, shattering Ning Yi's wide black robe, and the young man's face was shining, like a god descending to earth, and the "oil paper umbrella" held high above his head unscrewed the pitch-black skeleton, inheriting the majestic thunder power that fell tens of thousands of meters in the air.

This sword carried an unstoppable might, dyeing the entire Li River silver-white.

Pei Nuying, who was in the distance, pursed her lips, and was anxiously carving the formation, she raised her head and had to cover her eyes with one hand.

In the heart of the river, the light burst suddenly.

Do not look directly.

Liu Shiyi, who was sitting on the boat, subconsciously opened his eyes, and then quickly closed them, even so, two lines of tears slowly flowed from his pale cheeks.

The wind and thunder exploded next to him.

The whole world is silver.

The water of the Li River was originally just tumbling like a dragon's back.

At this moment, it is like a broken tide.

In a moment of silence, there was a surge that overturned the heavens and the earth, and the white-clothed sword idiot sitting on the bow of the boat was all over

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Get wet.

Pei Fuya, who was standing in the river, was submerged by the tide.

......

......

Su Qi's face was bloodless, white as heavy snow in December.

He lowered his head and stared at his left arm, which was all flesh and blood, after being among the stars...... He hadn't been in a situation like this in a long time.

I never thought about it, and I didn't dare to imagine it......

A great cultivator who ignites the stars!

Dealing with a monk who only has seven realms, how can he be so embarrassed?

Half of the robe turned into powder, revealing a thin arm with almost nothing left of skin and bones, and the starlight of the entire arm was squeezed dry by the "Thin Rain".

The peachwood sword that was pulled out earlier was directly destroyed under the majestic thunder tide.

As a last resort, pull out the "thin rain".

If I draw my sword any later, I am afraid that I will have to pay a greater price.

High in the distance, there was a black-robed figure falling towards the river.

Su Qi's face was gloomy, staring at the "Ning Yi" who flew out, and the scene when the thunder fell echoed in his mind.

He saw clearly the black-robed young man who had fallen high.

At such a close distance, he thought he could have killed the other party easily.

But he never expected that the miserable white sword blade in Ning Yi's hand would be "smashed" down so unreasonably, forcing himself to have to take it hard.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

He has seen the sword of Shushan, and he has memorized the sword outline of Jianhu Palace, but all the holy mountains in the entire Great Sui world, the four academies, and even the royal family surnamed Li do not have such a "sword move"!

Ning Yi: This is only the Seven Realms...... If you are among the Ten Realms......

The more Su Qi thought about it, the more palpitations he felt.

This sword, if the black-robed young man surnamed Ning is smashed down with the cultivation of the Ten Realms, will it be able to break the huge gap between the "Ten Realms" and the "Destiny Star"?

He let out a long breath.

Whether this sword can slash above the Ten Realms is no longer important...... The important thing is that he has just taken this unreasonable sword.

also handed out a sword of his own destiny realm.

At the moment of the handover, the slender rain struck on the sword blade of fine snow, indirectly hitting Ning Yi's chest, Su Qi's sword qi in a very short moment, up and down Ning Yi's body, shoulders and limbs, cut no less than a hundred openings, densely packed, each of which was deep and visible.

No one can survive such an injury.

Su Qi's eyes wandered, and he swept around, and now the people who are still alive on the Li River include Liu Shiyi on the boat, the unknown girl in Tsing Yi on the river, and the disciples of the great cultivator in Penglai in the West Sea...... He knew very well that killing Ning Yi was a piece of news that could not be leaked, because the Thousand Hands of Shushan was an extremely protective and extremely strong character.

He didn't want to face the endless pursuit of Shushan.

So today, he will not leave his mouth alive, and everyone in the Li River will have to die.

......

......

In the sky above the Li River, Ning Yi, who flew out, had lost all consciousness.

Only his right hand still holds the fine snow.

Blood oozed from the bones.

Countless sword qi cracks shattered and opened at the same time.

Falling in the blood mist, he has become a bloody man.

All consciousness is rapidly blurred and about to dissipate.

Falling into the Li River, there was a pop and a splash.

A green shirt immediately pounced, and the girl's panicked and anxious voice sounded in her ears.

"Brother, brother......"

The cry of the girl, the whistling of the river wind, the detachment of blood.

All of these voices quickly faded away.

Ning Yi's world is silvery white.

Like heavy snow and ice.

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