Savior, it's actually a cold moon?

Unexpectedly, even Fan Li didn't count!

He only remembered Hanyue's promise: Do whatever you want, and I will do my best to help you.

"Fan Li, let's go."

The sword body flickered with sharp white light, as if it could cut off everything in the world.

But the voice of the cold moon coming out of the sword was calm and indifferent, and even revealed a trace of rare gentleness.

"Master, let's go."

The black horse supported the injured body and transformed into a dragon again, carrying Fan Li and the others on his back.

Just go like that?

Fan Li frowned, and looked at Han Yue's saber with concern.

"You...... It's going to be okay, right?"

He knew that Cold Moon would stay behind to stop the enemy.

"Go ahead."

She didn't answer directly, but her tone was full of confidence, and Fan's uneasiness subsided.

"Good! Let's go first, take care!" Fan Li remembered something, and added, "You promised me three things, and today is the first one. Just do your best, and nothing will happen."

"Hmm."

The blade trembled slightly, and responded.

"Damn!"

The Trap Behemoth is really tenacious!

Cold Moon defeated the six sons with one sword, and their bodies were broken, and their shells were covered with scars.

If it were a truly living creature, it would have died long ago.

But the mechanical behemoths shook their heavy bodies, and they all stood up again!

"Can't !! go"

Pu Prison spat out his words, wanting to catch up with Fan Li and the others.

It's a pity that Wu Hu tried his best to fly in the direction of Pengcheng.

A spirit sword as cold as the moon, firmly blocking the front of the six trap beasts, not allowing them to chase half a step at all.

"Sword Cultivation?!"

Shi Jingjiao's voice came from Pu Prison's mouth.

Gritting his teeth, as if he wanted to crush the cold moon with his teeth.

It's a pity that Shi Jingjiao himself is not here, and Hanyue himself is not here.

"Impossible!"

"There is a limit to the way of the sword in the world, and without ascending to the immortal realm, you can't comprehend this level of sworddom!"

Shi Jingjiao's voice was shocked.

"Could it be that you are also an immortal?"

The voice of the cold moon came from the sword, and he was not shocked.

"I'm not an immortal, and I've never been to the fairy realm."

"Nonsense! Lie!" Shi Jingjiao said angrily, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? The sword of the fairy world, I have seen it!"

Everyone can hold a sword, but not everyone is qualified to hold a sword.

The 'sword of the fairy world' in Shi Jingjiao's mouth naturally represents the extreme of the sword path of the fairy world.

He only said that he had seen it, but he did not necessarily try it himself.

The spirit sword that shone with the light of the moon was silent for a while.

"I never lie."

"Humph!"

Shi Jingjiao snorted coldly, obviously very disdainful of Han Yue's attitude, and was sure that she would not tell the truth.

"Sword Cultivator, you are indeed very strong."

"But I was just unprepared for a moment, and let you sneak attack."

As he spoke, the six dragons moved their broken bodies and slowly approached each other, as if they were about to act in a group.

"Stop, as long as you give up the pursuit, I'm willing to retreat."

Cold Moon has no fighting spirit?

Do you want to take the initiative to make peace?

No.

She just saw Wu Qi's attitude towards the six dragons, so she didn't want to hurt the dragon soul.

"Peace?"

"Hehe......"

Pu Lao's tone gradually became strange.

Suddenly!

The six trap beasts dispersed into parts on their own, and then reassembled themselves in mid-air.

The broken six dragons were actually combined

One!

Lightning!

The wind is blowing!

A huge and terrifying monster has appeared!

The scarred, severed horns and missing limbs of the Trap Dragons are the size of the six dragons combined.

It lies between heaven and earth!

There seems to be no greater existence in the world!

"You can force me to use this move, Jian Xiu, you are qualified to leave your name."

The Trap Dragon is not complete.

After all, the only people involved in the merger are the Kiss, the Fox, the Mocking Wind, the Jair, the Pu Lao, and the Fierce.

But Rao is like this, and Shi Jingjiao also has absolute confidence.

In the world, how can there be an existence in the world where the deity does not come, and can defeat the dragon with just a sword.

"Huge doesn't mean strong."

Han Yue's voice was as usual, not impatient, calm and indifferent, only slowly telling one fact.

"The mountain is bigger than me, and I can cut the green mountain with a sword."

"The river is bigger than me, and I can cut the river with a sword."

Pause.

Seems hesitant, shy, and proud?

"Rise up in the collapse of faith, be reborn in the fall of slaughter. I am the cold moon, the cold moon of the Sanskrit Pure Land, the cold moon that will always remain in the Fan Centrifugation."

The voice fell, and the sword pointed at the dragon!

"Presumptuous!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"I am the Lord of Heavenly Pilgrimage, and I have the power to make dragons!"

"You know what? My divine dragon once made great achievements in the fairy world, and I once ......."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that there was an extra thread between heaven and earth!

A vertical line?

How can there be a wire?

No matter how skilled and delicate the embroidery girl is, it is impossible to weave a thread that connects heaven and earth.

However, this line does exist, at least Shi Jingjiao did see a line between heaven and earth through the eyes of the dragon.

In the next second, he finally knew that he was wrong.

There is indeed no such thing as a line that connects heaven and earth vertically.

Someone just swung a sword and sliced the dragon from head to tail.

It so happened that in order to show its divine majesty, the dragon stood upright and floated between heaven and earth, like a pillar of heaven.

It was split in half with a precise sword!

The spirit sword did not cherish the results of the battle, and after defeating the enemy, he flew into the distance.

……

…………

Xiongzhou, the main city.

"My dragon god!"

"How could the dragon god, who I rarely failed in the immortal realm, be defeated for the first time in the human world!?"

Shi Jingjiao was hysterical.

The Xiongzhou luck he had condensed today had not yet completely merged with his own luck, and it collapsed in roars and scolding.

Today's work is all in vain.

"No!"

"My dragon god has not failed!"

"It's not complete, it's not the strongest!"

"My dragon god is also powerful enough in the fairy world, and he is even more invincible in the human world!"

Shi Jingjiao suddenly remembered something.

It's a dragon soul!

He was ecstatic!

The ridiculous sword cultivator who is narrow and ignorant, that sword actually happened to avoid the souls of the six dragons!

"Hahahaha!"

"As long as the dragon soul is still there, I can recreate a trap dragon!"

Shi Jingjiao laughed, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and pointed in the direction of the dragon in the distance.

In the wilderness.

The dragon was torn apart by a sword, and the huge 'corpse' lay on the ground, looking extremely treacherous and terrifying.

There were six clusters of light, slowly flying out of the dragon's corpse!

They floated in mid-air, helpless, like six lost children.

In the direction of Pengcheng, it seemed that something attracted the light cluster, and they swayed and flew towards Pengcheng.

But he only flew out less than 100 meters, and suddenly the light trembled, as if he had experienced something terrifying.

When the trembling was over, the light clusters turned around and flew towards the main city of Xiongzhou.

……

…………

In the Pure Land, there is a sword house.

The female sword cultivators built it with their own hands, and it was specially built for the cold moon to live in.

It's just that since the day the Jianlu was built, Xiang Ning immediately moved in with her.

"Ahh

"Cold Moon, you are so cunning, you don't forget to confess that bad guy when you fight!"

In this battle, Xiang Ning was the only audience.

She watched her heart pounding, as if she were there.

When the cold moon killed the dragon in seconds, Xiang Ning was even more excited and danced.

But when she calmed down, she immediately remembered Hanyue's self-introduction.

The cold moon that will stay in Fan Centrifugation forever?

Xiang Ning covered his face and felt hot.

Shame on you!

But it's so exciting!

How did Hanyue do it, in the most calm and indifferent tone, to say such bold and unrestrained words?

Xiang Ning was in a complicated mood.

She couldn't even tell whether she was jealous, or excited to eat melons, or shameful fantasies.

Oh, my God!

I can't put it into words!

"Xiang Ning."

"Huh?"

"Confess, you try?"

Hanyue's voice was soft, as if she was suppressing something.

Listening to her words, Xiang Ning was like a cat with its tail stepped on!

"No, no, no...... How is it possible for me and Fan Li? I mean that he is a female minister, ah no, it should be different from the monarch and the minister, and it is not right...... Ahhh

Xiang Ning was so ashamed that he suddenly fell into Han Yue's arms and buried his face deeply.

But the ears that were exposed were red like boiled shrimp.

Tick.

Something wet, Xiang Ning felt it fall on his neck.

"Cold Moon, it's so itchy, don't forget the dripping water on my neck!"

No response.

Tick!

Another drop, Xiang Ning's body trembled.

She thought to herself, how could someone with such a temperament as Hanyue also like to play pranks?

As a woman, it's too indecent, isn't it?

"Cold Moon!"

Xiang Ning raised his head in annoyance, but saw a touch of blush flowing from the corner of Han Yue's mouth.

"Huh!?"

"Cold Moon, you're bleeding? You're hurt? In the battle just now, Shi Jingjiao didn't have time to make a move, how could you be injured?!"

Xiang Ning was at a loss.

She has lived in the Pure Land for a long time, and she also knows that the female sword cultivators, including Han Yue, are extremely poor, and they have nothing but a sword.

Even if Cold Moon needs pills to heal his injuries, he can't take it out at all!

"I'll go find Fan Li!"

Xiang Ning saw that Han Yue's face also turned pale, and finally remembered Fan Li in a panic.

She took out the dust edge necklace and was about to contact Fan Li, but was stopped by Han Yue's reach.

"Don't ...... Tell him ......."

"But?!"

Xiang Ning's eyes widened, looking at the changes in Cold Moon in disbelief.

The strand of hair on her forehead turned snow-white in an instant.

Huafa is a sign of the passage of life!

Hanyue shook her head firmly, and even squeezed a smile on her face.

"The reason why Jian Xiu wears a spirit sword with him is because he can't reach the realm of the imperial sword."

Xiang Ning was frightened, but he didn't understand what Han Yue meant by saying this now?

"Ahem."

Hanyue struggled to suppress it, only letting out two light coughs.

But the blood she coughed up immediately stained her dress red.

"Edgeworth, it's an immortal hand

Duan."

"I'm forcing Edgeworth today, of course...... It's a bit of a cost."

Xiang Ning was so anxious that he stomped his feet!

"What's the price?"

"Cold Moon, I won't allow you to resist the sword again!"

"Otherwise, I won't allow Fan to marry you!"

When he said this, Xiang Ning's eyes were red.

"I am the son of the Great Chu, and I am a man of my word! Unless Fan Li rebels, he can't marry you if I don't let him marry you!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Edgeworth won't be allowed again!"