The woman was stunned, and when Xie Huan's eyes swept over her, it seemed as if everything had been glimpsed.

She has a strong soul, so her senses are extremely sharp, and this feeling has never been felt before.

Even those knotted Dan powers only probed her depth, reality and reality, and the casual glance of the man in front of him seemed to see through it, as if he was in front of him, without any cover.

"What evil law?!"

The woman screamed in shame, raised her hand suddenly, and a sword burst out, slashing away in an instant.

With this sword light, there was a brilliant brilliance flowing around the woman, and it was actually sword intent.

She is Deng Zixuan, who was ordered to investigate Xie Huan, and when she made a move, she immediately thought that her task was to investigate, not to kill people and cause trouble, so she immediately restrained a little.

Xie Huan smiled indifferently, and pointed a little forward, the same sword intent was brilliant, and there was no physical sword qi, but it burst out with a sword-like sharpness and coercion, directly shaking Deng Zixuan's sword rays.

"Sword Intent!"

Deng Zixuan exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

She is conceited and talented, and she has been concentrating on the way of the sword for decades, and only after building the foundation has she cultivated to the realm of sword intent.

The other party actually has sword intent.

It doesn't seem to lose to himself.

She was suddenly competitive.

Slowly pulled out a silver-white long sword from the void, sharp as a mirror, with exquisite patterns flowing on it.

Deng Zixuan's movements were very slow, his whole body merged with the momentum of the sword, flashing with a blue luster, and undulating ripples surged in the air around him, like ocean waves.

Suddenly, her hand moved slightly, and a blue streamer dispersed from the tip of the sword in all directions, and the space seemed to be distorted for a moment, and when it arrived in front of Xie Huan, the energy soared again, releasing a powerful impact that tore through everything.

Xie Huan's eyes flashed slightly, in this realm, it is very good to have this level of sword intent.

But in his eyes, it wasn't enough.

Xie Huan grabbed his five fingers, the dark green ghost fire jumped out at his fingertips, and the starfire spun out, and chuckled: "You are very good, as a reward for you, I will use this starfire to give you a sword." ”

The Starfire Sword was handed forward.

The Netherworld Fire spread instantly, and the air around it became hot and bright.

There was a whistling and popping sound from the sword, like a falling starfall.

"Boom!"

Under the impact of two sword intents.

Deng Zixuan's sword intent shook instantly, constantly disintegrating.

Her pupils dilated, and she stared in disbelief at all this.

Through the two layers of sword intent, she saw a faint smile on the other party's clear face, which seemed to be unimpressed, and seemed to be an extremely casual sword.

It's like ...... Point.

Is it rewarded......

She suddenly remembered what the other party had just said.

Distracted at this moment, she immediately came back to her senses, and her eyes became extremely firm, even if the other party's sword intent was stronger than her own, but the realm was one level lower, it was impossible to win.

What's more, I still have - Divine Sense Attack!

Deng Zixuan snorted, all the spiritual power was poured into the sword, desperately resisting Xie Huan's powerful blow, and at the same time running the Yuhua Sutra, in front of her eyes, there was a faint layer of invisible power, directly passing through the two layers of sword intent.

Just when she thought that Xie Huan was about to be defeated, her divine consciousness suddenly condensed, as if she was blocked by a layer of invisible energy.

Time seemed to stand still.

Then an overwhelming force surged back, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and the space in all directions seemed to be torn apart by this force.

"Divine Consciousness Attack?!"

Deng Zixuan screamed in horror as if someone had choked his neck.

The divine consciousness several times stronger than her rushed into the sea of knowledge, and the whole person screamed, bleeding from the seven holes, and flew out upside down.

Xie Huan restrained his divine sense and sword intent.

He didn't want to kill.

"Three Vehicles Consciousness Realm" has been cultivated for a while, but he has never used a divine sense attack on people, and he didn't expect it to be stronger than he expected.

The island area of Bobo Island really has a powerful bonus effect.

"If I don't play with you, everyone will run away."

Xie Huan glanced at the monk who was possessed by the body of the ghost masked man, and was about to disappear into the crowd, and as soon as his figure flashed, he was about to catch up.

Suddenly, a shrill whistling sound struck.

The sound waves almost condensed into reality, and Xie Huan felt as if he was wrapped in a green dragon, and his eardrums hurt.

It was Long Jianxin who sensed the sword intent and rushed to the roof, only to see Deng Zixuan falling to the ground bleeding from seven holes, and hurriedly cast the dragon chanting trick in anger.

A breath of turbid air gushed out.

Xie Huan's eyes sank, and a look of displeasure flashed, and a large amount of thunder and lightning poured into his palm, and he waved it in the air under his fist.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The thunder exploded directly in his hand, turning into a circle of thunder and surging out, forming a rhythmic rhythm.

Each stroke is like a drum beat, turning into thunder.

"Knock knock", the dragon sword heart was shaken by the shock of qi and blood, and he couldn't spit it out in one breath, and the green dragon phantom shattered with a "bang".

He spewed out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and was shocked by the thunder.

"It took me a lot of time."

Xie Huan snorted coldly, and the thunder flashed all over his body, and he disappeared.

"Poof! ——”

Long Jianxin was frightened and angry, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his breath fell to the extreme, looking at the direction where Xie Huan disappeared, his eyes were red.

In just half an hour, the dragon chanting recipe that he was proud of was broken one after another.

It's like vulnerable.

A sense of frustration that I had never felt before.

His face was full of gloom, even a little trance, and he had deep doubts about himself.

If it weren't for Deng Zixuan by his side, I really wanted to cry and yell to vent.

"Are you alright?"

Long Jianxin endured the negative emotions of internal injuries and frustration, and looked at Deng Zixuan, who was sitting on the ground not far away, with a pale face and bleeding from seven holes, and asked.

Deng Zixuan's chest rose and fell violently, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the direction where Xie Huan disappeared, and he still couldn't get back to his senses.

She swallowed some pills and stumbled to her feet.

The body was not injured, but the divine consciousness was severely damaged, and the pain of the knife cut in the sea was clear, and there was a painful look on his face.

"I'm fine."

She glanced at Long Jianxin, and her mentality changed inexplicably.

This man covered in blood, with his hair scattered, and embarrassed, is the fiancé he wants to marry?

She and Long Jianxin are the pride of Bobo Island, and in the eyes of the elders, the monks of other people's families have always been high-spirited and proud of the whole island, and they have always grown up in good times, and they have never suffered such a setback.

I can't imagine that the two arrogant people are so vulnerable.

What made Deng Zixuan even more unrequited was that the monk just now was not only in the middle stage of foundation building, but also the "Rain Flower Sutra" she cultivated could directly observe the bone age of the other party, and that person would never be more than fifty years old!

She didn't dare, and she didn't want to believe it.

This directly crushed her pride and self-confidence, and then crushed it.

"It's okay, that person just now, at least the fake Dan power."

Long Jianxin sat on the ground, thought for a moment and said.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a lot better.

Heh, fake Dan?

Deng Zixuan sneered in his heart.

"Zixuan, give it to me, give it to me today!

"Equally share the benefits brought by your "Rain Flower Sutra", I will soon be able to rush into the fake pill, and the next time I meet this person, I will definitely take revenge!"

Long Jianxin's newly shattered heart was picked up again, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, his blazing eyes stared at Deng Zixuan, and he couldn't wait to pounce on her now.

Deng Zixuan's delicate body trembled.

Looking at his filthy, embarrassed, and depressed face, a wave of disgust and rejection surged in his heart.

The marriage was a decision made by the two adults, and she didn't object too much.

After all, in the entire Bobo Island, the only one who is worthy of himself is Long Jianxin.

But to be honest, she has always felt that Long Jianxin is not worthy of herself, but there is no one else to choose, so just be a breed general.

She also always thought that sooner or later she would combine with Long Jianxin and divide the "Rain Flower Sutra" that she had worked so hard to refine.

Although there is some resistance in my heart, I can still accept this predetermined fate.

Just now......

She looked at the place where Xie Huan disappeared with glittering eyes, thinking about everything just now:

At less than fifty years old, crushing his sword intent and divine sense, crushing the sonic attack of the dragon sword heart, it seems that he is still at ease, just like playing.

Her breath was a little rapid.

This is the man I want to marry, and this is the kind of body I desire.

Moreover, the other party's divine consciousness and soul power are far stronger than their own, if they run the "Rain Flower Sutra" when they are combined, the souls of the two are blended, and the soul power is equally divided, then wouldn't he be even better, and he can even directly break through to the Fake Dan.

Deng Zixuan's gaze became hot and excited.

The pain caused by the trauma in the sea has been reduced a lot.

"Zixuan, okay?"

Long Jianxin stood up, stepped forward to take Deng Zixuan's hand, and his face was full of longing and flattery: "Long Yin's recipe can be passed on to you now, and the first child in the future will also be surnamed Deng with you, I will let my father do a special event tomorrow, and marry you into the door." ”

Deng Zixuan immediately withdrew his hand and said lightly: "Let's wait for the phantom soul tide to come later, it's impossible now." ”

There was a coldness in her voice.

If it weren't for today's events, I wouldn't know that your Long family's "Dragon Yin Jue" turned out to be such rubbish.

What is the use of such a garbage technique?

A husband who can help his wife improve her strength is a good husband, this kind of dick who wants to take advantage of his wife and share his soul power, what kind of garbage is it?

"But the Soul Tide is still ......"

"Needless to say."

Deng Zixuan coldly refused.

She didn't want to stay with this person for a second, she didn't want to say a word, her figure flashed, and she took off.

"Slut! Damn slut! ”

Long Jianxin's face was pale, looking at the direction in which Deng Zixuan had disappeared, his fists were clenched, and he roared: "Your arrogance in front of me today, I will trample on you a hundred times in the future!" ”

……

Xie Huan didn't know that his casual blow would destroy the couple's relationship.

He stared at the monk possessed by the ghost mask monk, keeping a certain distance to follow.

The entire inside and outside of the Cancer Hall was in chaos, and those souls ate people when they saw them, and they rushed directly into the monk's body to control the monk to kill.

The Long family's guards fought with those souls, and quickly took control of the situation.

Xie Huan sensed several powerful breaths shuttling through the void, it should be a monk of the Jiedan Realm, looking for the body of the ghost mask monk.

While staring at the possessed monk, he observed the surrounding situation, first, to estimate the level of the top combat power on Bobo Island, and second, to see if Mr. Fan had appeared.

The possessed monk looked ordinary, with a calm complexion and slightly sunken eyes, followed the crowd, showing a flustered look, and walked farther and farther, finally getting rid of the Long family's pursuit.

Xie Huan followed him for a long time and came to a dilapidated ancient street.

The monk burrowed into a shop, a grocery store in the cultivation realm, which served all sorts of things.

(End of chapter)