A moment later, the two of them came to the door of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

At that time, most of the disciples in the villa were summoned to Yaohe Palace, the surroundings of the Hidden Sword Pavilion were very quiet, and the wind condensation looked up, this pavilion has three floors, layers of glazed cornices, and it is indescribably solemn.

Feng Ningshuang groaned for a moment, walked to the front of the building, stretched out a finger, and carefully touched it, only to hear the sound of "hum", a circle of water ripple-like lines spread out, and her fingers were like an electric shock, shaking and hurting.

Sure enough, there is an enchantment.

She turned around and asked Xie Yun, "Can you go in?" ”

"Yes."

Feng Ningshuang was overjoyed, and suddenly thought about it again: Even if the commander Xie Yun enters, what will happen after that? The command to search for tokens must be too complicated for him in his current state of wood.

She paced in place, and in a flash of inspiration, she stepped forward and unloaded the long sword from Xie Yun's waist.

Then, she reached for the barrier. Sure enough, there were no more water ripple patterns. Most of the enchantments are to defend against outsiders, and of course they can identify their own people, but the sword can best condense the master's breath, and the enchantment can certainly be recognized.

Wind Frost, OK!

She was overjoyed, and ordered Xie Yun to pull aside, and she carried his sword and strode into the Hidden Sword Pavilion with her head held high.

The medicine given to Xie Yun still has half an hour to solve, and she estimates that half an hour is enough for her to go in and find out.

**

The first floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was empty, and it was unexpected to be windy and frosty.

Nine large vermilion pillars stood around, and the sunlight pierced through the windows on both sides, and fine dust flew in the pillars of light. Northeast, northwest, southwest, southeast, each of the four directions has a staircase spiraling to the second floor, she hesitated for a moment, chose the staircase in the northeast corner, and climbed the stairs.

The wood under his feet creaked, and Feng Ningshuang held Xie Yun's sword in his hand and went up to the second floor.

The second floor is also empty.

Feng Ningshuang frowned, and began to wonder if this was an abandoned attic?

Forget it, there's still one layer left, it's all here, go up and take a look.

As a final step, Wind Frost stepped onto the third floor.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The space in front of him began to distort and flip, and in a few moments, the entire silent space changed, and colorful light flowed around him, as if he was in a huge oil painting.

She was shocked and was about to retreat, but who knew that under this step, something was holding her up. As soon as she turned around, the stairs behind her disappeared. It was as if she had completely entered a different world, a space cut out.

A drop of cold sweat ran down his sideburns.

This colorful light seems to be luxurious and rotten, but it is actually countless sword qi, and it runs extremely fast, so fast that it cannot be described in words, which leaves colorful scratches in the air.

You can't act rashly, just hold on first. Feng Ningshuang squatted in the corner, shrunk into a small dot, observing the sword formation, to see if there were any flaws?

There was no progress in the observation, but there was a gaze, as if looking at her from somewhere?

She looked left and right, up and down—suddenly, her gaze froze, and ten thousand alpacas rushed through her heart!

I saw that in this space, a portrait of King Kong stood out on the ceiling at some point.

This King Kong eyebrows were angry, as if someone owed him hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, his face was full of anger, a golden sword in his left hand, a large round bronze mirror in his right hand, and his eyes looked at her, staring like copper bells.

Wind Condensation Frost secretly exclaimed: Not good!

The King Kong really moved, and the golden sword was raised, and a sword slashed at her in the corner!

The wind condensation rolled on the spot, and the sword slashed at the ground, cutting a big hole in the ground, and it was bottomless.

A cold sweat broke out on her back, which was really a disaster. The space is filled with countless sword qi, and there is a big guy with bad luck above his head, which is really a monkey and can't hit the gong hard.

I can only bite the bullet.

The sword aura was surging and dense like rain. For the first time in her life, Feng Ningshuang thanked her father and mother for giving birth to her, and she had the ability to sense sword qi.

In the space where the blade cut like rain, she closed her eyes, sometimes bent her waist, sometimes rolled to the ground, every time she could avoid this chaotic sword qi, and struggled to survive in the heavy sword light.

However, as the so-called rabbit pulls the plough rake, the heart is more than enough but the strength is insufficient. She doesn't have any cultivation, and as time goes by, even if she has great sensing skills, her body can't bear it, and she is full of dangers.

Let's get out of the way, and let's give it a try.

She adjusted her five senses, and within a thousandth of a second, she sensed the sword qi around her.

Found it, among the hundreds of whizzing swords, there are two that are different.

The swords of each sect have more or less the breath of that sect. And only these two are very different.

This must be the sword of those two missing Shu Sect disciples.

Feng Ningshuang didn't know where to get the courage, climbing, jumping, and rolling, just like this, through the sword qi jungle, approaching the two swords. Predicting the trajectory of the sword, he stretched out his hand and held the hilt of the sword stiffly, but it was still half a second late, and half of the palm touched the blade of the sword, and when he cut it, blood was dripping.

However, the sword formation was missing a sword, and the speed was affected, and Feng Ningshuang endured the pain, and grabbed another sword according to the old method.

The sword array was already a combination of countless sharp swords, and there was even more need to run in between swords, and as soon as Feng Ningshuang withdrew the two newly put swords, the power of the entire sword qi suddenly decreased.

Feng Ningshuang looked at the two swords in his hand, and the stinky face of the lump of ice came to his mind.

He bowed to her and gave her a thumbs up in admiration: "Girl, I really didn't expect you to be so powerful, you can break into this Hidden Sword Pavilion without cultivation and snatch the weapons of my Shumen disciples." You're really a talent, and you're eye-catching. ”

She craned her hips, tilted her head and laughed.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and she looked up to see that King Kong was moving again.

I went to deal with the sword formation, and I forgot that there was a big guy above my head. Feng Ningshuang scolded his mother in his heart.

The power of the sword array weakened, but the light of the large round mirror in King Kong's right hand became more and more intense, and when it shone on her, her eyes were pierced white, and she was blind for a moment.

She quickly lowered her head, thinking that this was the case: the round mirror blinded the man, and the golden sword slashed with it.

She guessed correctly, after the bronze mirror shone, the golden giant sword really slashed at her, fast and ruthless.

Feng Ningshuang rolled up his sleeves - the sword formation of hundreds of swords, I haven't been afraid yet, just a broken sword, can I be afraid of you?

Roll on the spot, and you will dodge the sword.

However, plans have not kept up with the changes.

When the golden sword was about to arrive, it suddenly dispersed thousands of rays of light, no longer one, but an overwhelming "sword net", densely packed, and the gap was only the size of a copper plate.

Wind Frost stiffened.

How to hide this? As soon as the net fell, she could be crumpled into a ball of flesh in an instant.

The shadow of death swooped down on her with teeth and claws.

At the moment of life and death, countless pictures flashed in her mind, the most vivid was her mother's smile.

Her mother was the best at herbs, and she taught her to distinguish between them when she was a child. My mother has always had the smell of herbs, which is the best smell in the world.

"Mother-" She closed her eyes and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted her mother to hug her when she was a child.

She grabbed a bundle of hair.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a bunch of silver-white hair in my palm.

She looked up in amazement, only to see Fu Tianji appear at some point, but he actually held himself in his arms, raised one hand, and a blazing white light emitted from his palm, and the cold air also steamed out, resisting the huge sword net.

She froze, staring blankly at his face.

This lump of ice is really beautiful......

"Let it go." Fu Tianji said in a low voice.

Only then did she realize that she was dragging someone's hair, and her strength was quite strong, and she was pulling his head to her side, and the person was still resisting the sword net!

She was about to let go, but she heard a bang, and it turned out that King Kong saw that the sword net could not fall, so he retracted it, merged it back into a big sword, and slashed down heavily.

The power of this slash was amazing, and it also shattered the sword array space, and the two returned to the real pavilion space, of course, the wooden floor couldn't withstand it, and the floor cracked.

The two of them were weightless and fell straight down.