When Xu Huaigu and Cui Huai were fighting on the Xiushui River, Wu Susu and Su Xinni, who were left on the Xinyu Sect, were also anxious about Xu Huaigu's safety.

Wu Susu's face was anxious, he was very worried, and he had no intention of returning to the Ming Sword Hall. After all, Su Xinni was too old, and no matter how good his body was, he couldn't spend the night in this mountain, so he went back first, leaving Wu Susu still in the mountains.

She looked in the direction where Cui Huai and Xu Huaigu were flying, and their figures were quickly obscured by the woods and rocks.

Wu Susu couldn't see them, and was even more anxious, so he gritted his teeth and continued to climb to the top of the mountain despite the severe cold.

It's still a snowmelt day, and the temperature is horribly low. Coupled with the cold wind in the mountains, Wu Susu was so cold that he couldn't stop shivering.

She now understands how difficult it is to survive in the mountains at night without the protection of cultivation, and she is a mortal in the flesh.

But as she said to Xu Huaigu, she is not afraid of hardship. Wu Susu is very strong-willed, she climbed a high ground with a wide field of vision, from here, she can just see the beautiful water in the distance, that is the battlefield of the two.

If you don't look at it, it's just that, this look makes Wu Susu even more frightened. The beautiful water a few miles away has completely changed the sky at this time.

The river seemed to be crazy, turning here and there. Every time the river water swells out, the big waves are more than ten zhang high, and such a huge storm crashes on the shore, and suddenly makes a loud noise like thunder.

Under the impact of this huge wave, the trees on the shore were as fragile as dead branches in winter, and they were broken by the waist.

This is only the Xiushui Riverside, and those white and cyan sword qi crisscrossing the air are even more powerful and shocking.

Each sword qi slashed towards the mountain, and everywhere it passed was like a knife cutting tofu, and it was cut into two pieces without much effort.

Under the sword qi, many huge ravines appeared on the ground nearby. In that ravine, everything was shattered by the sword intent, and from a distance, it was a scorched earth.

If the fight continues like this, most of the thousands of rivers and mountains in the realm of ten miles will be completely destroyed by the sword qi of the two.

Wu Susu grew up in this place since she was a child, and naturally has a deep affection for Qianjiangshan. Now seeing this place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but it has been destroyed and devastated, the tips of my heart are as if I have been cut by a knife, and I am sad.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but worry more about Xu Huaigu. With this level of sword qi, would he be able to survive?

Wu Susu felt that it was impossible. In her eyes, no matter how powerful Xu Huaigu is, compared with Cui Huai, it is too much worse.

She stood there and watched stupidly for a long time, and she didn't know how many hours had passed, the river finally calmed down a bit, and those scattered sword qi had also converged.

Probably the sword competition between the two is over, Wu Susu desperately wants to find evidence of Xu Huaigu's survival in this endgame, but her vision is not high, and she can't see anything famous at all when she looks at it like this.

Wu Susu lost his soul and looked at the sky, and there was a long and narrow fish belly that gradually lit up, which was about to dawn.

She continued to look at Xiushui for a while, but she still couldn't see anything, so she died, and only when Xu Huaigu was dead, she was ready to go back.

After standing all night, Wu Susu's body was frozen and stiff, and she almost couldn't move. She lowered her head, her face was sad, and she slowly moved down the mountain step by step, heading towards the Ming Sword Hall.

…… The sun gradually came out, and above the river, the fog was dispersed, revealing this dead and silent Xiushui River, and a lonely person sitting on the rocks by the river.

On the bank of Xiushui, it is already covered with bruises and devastation. Several nearby peaks were razed to the ground, and there was even a mountain that was crossed by a sword qi from the halfway up the mountain, leaving only the halfway up the mountain, and the peaks above didn't know where to go.

Of course, there is also Cui Huai's sword that cuts through the beautiful water and changes the direction of the flow, which is also regrettable. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the first rays of the new year's sun shine through the clouds and fall on the river.

The breeze blew, and there was a dead silence in Xu Huaigu's ears. At this time, in the mountains and wilderness, there should be birdsong one after another, and if you are lucky, you can hear a few ape cries.

But now, there is nothing, even the sound of the waves of the river is very small, as if even Xiushui is dying.

That's right, Xu Huaigu's strategy last night was indeed successful. In the last two swords that pressed down from the sky, Cui Huai's body protection sword intent failed to save his life, and he was killed by Xu Huaigu.

Using the Seven Realms Cultivator as a Cultivator to kill the Nine Realms Cultivator, if it were someone else, he would have been excited about his brilliant achievements a long time ago, but Xu Huaigu was not only not happy, but there was a kind of loneliness in his heart that was difficult to fill.

Is this the power of the monks? Moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, life and death, is this what he has been pursuing?

He looked down at his hands, and the sword tied around his waist, and felt deep suspicion. A monk with this kind of power that transcends nature, eating and drinking, and perching on the morning sun, should he really be called a god by the world?

Shouldn't it be called a demon? The answers to these questions may never be found by Xu Huaigu himself.

I didn't expect to come to the New Rain Sect here, and I wanted to take the opportunity to give Zuoqiu Xun a wish to suppress his inner demons and strive to go further on the path of cultivation.

But after experiencing this battle, he had doubts about the way of the sword he cultivated, and the demons in his heart became even more rampant.

Either way, if killing and fighting are the ultimate goal of cultivation, then there is nothing good about cultivation, and if you don't practice.

Lotus Seed Xiaojian picked up a cyan dress from a distance

With a "boom", he flew over, stopped briskly by Xu Huaigu's side, and let out a crisp sound as if he was invited.

This piece of clothing brought back by the lotus seed sword is Cui Huai's robe. This Nine Realms monk's life's collection is all in it.

Including Cui Huai's natal flying sword and the outer sword, these two immortal soldiers are also inside. finally risked his life to kill a great cultivator of the Nine Realms, and if he didn't take the things away, Xu Huaigu felt sorry for himself.

Xu Huaigu put away the robe, glanced at Xiushui guiltily, and without too much hesitation, he stepped on the flying sword, entered the clouds, and flew in the direction of the Ming Sword Hall.

He was so immersed in his emotions that he seemed to have forgotten one thing. Cui Huai is the Nine Realms Sword Immortal of the Water Cloud Sect, and logically speaking, he should have a natal soul lamp.

But Xu Huaigu forgot this, so Cui Huai's natal soul lamp had already returned to the ancestor hall of Shuiyun Sect with Cui Huai's remaining soul and soul at this time.

…… The Water Cloud Sect in the middle of the Flying Fish Continent is entrenched in the realm where the aura of the entire Flying Fish Continent is the most vigorous. It is surrounded by mountains and where two great rivers meet.

One is the Luhua River, the largest water system in Feiyuzhou, and the other is the Red River, the largest tributary of the Luhua River.

Between the mountains and rivers, there is this rare masterpiece. The beauty of the Water Cloud Sect is unparalleled in the world, but only people in the sect can enjoy it.

Because of the existence of the Great Array of Protectors, dozens of miles away, idle people and others could no longer get close. This sect follows the ancient laws and transmits its majesty and arrogance to the entire Flying Fish Continent.

However, on the first day of the new year, the Shuiyun Sect was unusually a little flustered, because a disciple was cleaning in the ancestral hall every day, and found that one of the rows of natal soul lamps enshrined on it suddenly went out.

This kind of thing is actually not rare, after all, the sect is big, and there are too many disciples or elders going out, so it is inevitable that there will be an accident or something.

Generally speaking, they are all monks of the four or five realms, and being able to have a seven realm is considered a major event of the heavens, and it can be used as a topic of conversation after tea and dinner.

But what this disciple saw was a natal soul lamp in one of the forefronts. So much so that the disciple thought he was dazzled and continued to sweep the floor.

When he finished sweeping the ground and came to see it again, the natal soul lamp was still extinguished, and there was not even a spark.

This disciple felt that something was not quite right, and he boldly went to look at the name under the soul lamp, which frightened this little disciple to the point that his soul was scattered.

Because under that soul lamp, the name written turned out to be Elder Cui Huai! In fact, this disciple had never seen Cui Huai at all, but he knew that Cui Huai's status in the Shuiyun Sect was probably the difference between Yun Ni and him.

He thought that Cui Huai was probably one of the most powerful people in the Shuiyun Sect besides the sect master.

Remembering that he had swept the ground for a long time before, the soul lamp had already been extinguished, and he trembled with fright.

Such a big event, if he has been delayed for so long, he will be directly driven out of the Water Cloud Sect, right? He didn't dare to delay any longer, so he hurriedly ran to the elder on duty in the ancestral hall, and said in a panic: "Elder, it's terrible!" Elder Cui Huai Cui's natal soul lamp is extinguished! When the elder on duty heard this, he also jumped up in surprise and said, "What! Who are you talking about? The disciple was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead and said, "It's Cui Huai, Elder Cui!" The elder was skeptical and asked, "How is it possible?" Did you read that right? The disciple spread out his hands and said anxiously, "It's true! I just saw it when I was sweeping the floor, and if the elders don't believe me, you can see it yourself! The elder had a cold face, pulled his legs and left, until he walked to the room where the natal soul lamp was stored, and when he saw that Cui Huai's soul lamp was really extinguished, his face suddenly turned pale.

He hurriedly asked the disciple, "When did it perish?" The disciple was covered in sweat, clenched his teeth, blinked his eyes, lied, and said, "Just now! The long boss didn't say anything with a face, and rushed out of the Patriarch Hall quickly, and then immediately sacrificed his natal flying sword, the imperial sword ascended to heaven, and rushed to find the sect master of the Shuiyun Sect in a hurry.

The disciple also ran out of the Patriarch Hall immediately afterward, looking at the elder who had gone away, his face was full of sadness, and his heart was very uneasy.

He always felt that the period of time he had delayed because of sweeping the floor was a big mistake.