Blood trickles down into the white porcelain cup carefully fired by the craftsman, and the koi fish at the bottom of the cup seem to come to life, wagging its tail and swimming in a pool of blood.

After receiving half a cup, Fu Yaoguang handed the cup to Ling Chan.

Ling Chan responded in her heart, but she didn't listen to the movements in her hands, and quickly took the cup and poured it into her mouth.

The warm liquid slid into her throat, as if swallowing a mouthful of high-concentration aura, surging and moistening her body, crushing Ling Chan's original bottleneck.

The feeling of strength improvement is so wonderful, at this moment, Ling Chan's aura and consciousness wrapped the entire palace, and she saw what she couldn't see before, the flaws in the formation in the subtleties.

Ling Chan took a deep breath.

Fuyao Guang smiled lightly and handed her his matching sword.

This is the sword of shaking light, and this is the sword of shaking the light god.

Ling Chan took the long sword.

The sword light was brilliant, like a shocking Hong, like a swimming dragon, and the snowy light cut through the scene in front of him, revealing the radiant formation runes underneath.

Only one sword.

A slender crack appeared in the formation.

Ling Chan frowned, and was about to take out the sword again, Fu Yaoguang, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, said lightly, "Hold the sword with four fingers, sink the dantian, exert force at the waist, and drive the shoulders." ”

Ling Chan did as she was told.

Hold the sword with four fingers, sink the dantian, exert force at the waist, and drive the shoulders......

"Elbow forward, slash horizontally."

Ling Chan held the sword in one hand and drew it with a sword.

She cut off this illusion, the trees fell, the pillars broke, and even the sky was slowly tilting, and they were slowly disappearing.

The illusion will be shattered.

The people who were slashed by the sword light were like foam boards, and only a streamer flew in the distance.

Xue Xingchi stepped on his sword and said angrily: "What are you doing!" Chanchan, this is your home! ”

"It's not." Ling Chan said flatly.

"......" Xue Xingchi's face was extremely ugly, "If you don't want to marry me, I can promise you!" Why would you want to do such a thing! ”

Ling Chan didn't expect that until this time, Xue Xingchi was still indulging in this false illusion.

"Xue Xingchi, it's time for you to wake up."

She frowned.

Xue Xingchi was stunned for a moment, "...... Is this person talking to you about something!? ”

He finally noticed Fuyao Light not far away, his angry expression suddenly calmed down a little, and said lightly: "Are you like this for him?" ”

Xue Xingchi even laughed.

Then he picked up his sword, and the long sword was like a swimming dragon, crashing into Fuyao Light.

Ling Chan's face turned pale, and she blocked Fuyao Light behind her.

"Wake up? I've been sober! Xue Xingchi said coldly: "You are the one who was confused by this man!" ”

He gritted his teeth, but softened his tone again, "Chanchan, come to my side, I won't bother with you...... I know it's not your fault. ”

This tone is very similar to a husband trying to get back his cheating wife.

Ling Chan's teeth ached for a while, and she frowned: "Look around you, do you really think these are normal?" ”

The scene that disappears inch by inch, the sky that collapses...... The palace with red walls and yellow tiles is distorted into a grotesque scene.

Ling Chan couldn't understand, how could Xue Xingchi turn a blind eye?

When Xue Xingchi heard this, he looked at it casually, and said with annoyance: "This world ...... It has always been so, absurd. ”

"Come here." He said coldly, the long sword in his hand felt the master's heart, and hummed in a low voice.

Ling Chan did not move.

Her horizontal sword was in front of Fuyaoguang's body, and her gaze was as sharp as a blade.

Xue Xingchi showed an extremely distorted smile and raised his sword to attack.

Ling Chan greeted her.

only to find that Xue Xingchi's strength was so strong that she was difficult to parry.

"The formation is helping him," Fu Yaoguang seemed to understand her confusion, and explained to her: "This illusion has been broken, but the formation is still supporting Xue Xingchi. ”

Xue Xingchi's wish was to become the number one powerhouse, and the formation fulfilled his wish, and Ling Chan certainly couldn't beat him.

"At this time, are you still thinking about flirting?" Xue Xingchi's gaze became even more condensed, and the movements in his hands were fierce.

Ling Chan was a little struggling to parry.

Xue Xingchi didn't care about her fight at all, his eyes were on Fu Yaoguang's body.

A feint tricked Ling Chan, Xue Xingchi leaned over, stretched out his hand to hold Fu Shaoguang hostage.

Fuyao's naked body shook and dodged.

He has a body method, but he has lost his spiritual power, and he can't compare with Xue Xingchi who has the support of the formation, and the second time, he was held by Xue Xingchi in his hand.

"Other people's wives, let's watch less."

Xue Xingchi gritted his teeth.

Fuyaoguang's life was in Xue Xingchi's hands, but there was no fear on his face, "She is not your wife." ”

Ling Chan was angry, "Why are you talking about this at this time?" Hurry up and break the formation! Get out of this damn fantasy! ”

"It's not an illusion!" Xue Xingchi interrupted Ling Chan angrily, "You are confused by this demon!" I'm going to wake you up! ”

Xue Xingchi's eyes lit up, he held the long sword in his hand, and stabbed it down!

Clang......

The monk's sword struck the skin of a mortal mortal with a crisp sound like gold and stone colliding.

Fuyaoguang's skin was undamaged.

Xue Xingchi's sword broke.

The sharp spirit sword, the natal sword that he kept in the dantian to nourish day by day, accompanied him to kill countless demons of the spirit iron...... Broken.

Inch by inch disappeared into Xue Xingchi's gaze.

In his body, he was accustomed to it, and the aura that accompanied him day and night gradually disappeared from his body, and he was like a funnel full of holes, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch a single star.

Those auras quickly disappeared without a trace, as if they had never come.

Fuyao's naked figure flashed, easily broke free from his control, and stood side by side with Ling Chan.

His strength was restored.

And Xue Xingchi turned back into the mortal who had nothing.

He has no aura, no bones, and of course no childhood sweetheart, his fiancée who is about to achieve positive results.

At the state banquet that year, the imperial uncle also saw that he liked the princess of Yan Kingdom, but he couldn't ask for him to marry.

That's the only daughter of Emperor Yan.

And he's a mortal.

He doesn't deserve it.

He doesn't deserve it.

He doesn't deserve it.

The mortal fell from the sky, and the formation below shimmered with a faint light, like a monster with a bloody mouth open, waiting for its prey.

Fu Yaoguang pinched it, caught Xue Xingchi, and then put him in a pile of mortals who were also rescued, and didn't care.

"There are seven people here, and many of them are in the illusion." Ling Chan had read the roster of all the missing people and was very familiar with each of them, she reported the number of people who were still trapped in the illusion, and asked, "Next, will we save them one by one?" ”

"You illusion, I chased you in." Fu Yaoguang said lightly: "Their illusion is not the same as yours. ”

"What's the difference? Is it because of me, a person who didn't fit in the whole process? ”

Fu Shaoguang shook his head.

He drew his long sword, and when the green iron was unsheathed, it let out a soft roar like a dragon's groan, which was not loud, but it overwhelmed all the noise in the world.

Ling Chan unconsciously held her breath.

She saw the sword light pouring down like flowing water, dazzling with brilliance; She saw Fuyao light slash out with a sword, and the blade of the sword was indestructible.

A sword of frost, wind and snow.

It was an extremely cold sword, an extremely clear sword, cutting off a corner of the formation, the obscurantist darkness was cut away by the bright sword light, and a city-citizen fell from the sky lightly.

Fu Yaoguang pinched it, put the unconscious citizens and the people who got up to rescue them, and explained, "That's it." ”

One sword, that's enough.