"Sixth!"

"Lovesickness."

"The beauty is full of flowers, the beauty goes to the bed, the bed is embroidered and the quilt is rolled, and the fragrance has been smelled for three years."

Yin Li lifted his sword, as if he was looking around blankly, and seemed to have nowhere to go.

Then the sword blade was in a trance, but the sword intent became more and more condensed.

She was already 'glowing'.

A thin layer of light shrouded her body, not internal force, nor true qi, nor sword qi.

Yue Buqun couldn't understand it, but he felt that Yin Li at this moment had actually disappeared in his divine sense.

She was right in front of her, but she hid.

Yue Buqun couldn't determine when she would draw her sword, and he couldn't tell where her sword would come from.

The elusiveness is no longer enough to describe.

Her sword is like Li Xunhuan's flying knife.

You know she's going to strike, but by the time you react, the sword has already slit her throat.

can't explain it in detail, Yue Buqun can only start the live broadcast and ask Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Zhiwei, and Mao Xiaofang to help with the details.

"This is the light of the gods, the light of the primordial gods... Incredible! Looking at her breath, at most, it is only the peak of the second energy level, and the cultivation of the Yuan Shen must not be opened, why can she beat out the light of the Yuan Shen and cover the surface of the body, like a god descending? This is completely contrary to common sense, contrary to everything I know. Mao Xiaofang couldn't understand it, but he was shocked.

Ling Yue said: "The Yuan Shen is out of the body, and the Twenty-Three Swords are similar, but they are different... Her primordial spirit seems to be attached to something, and she can't get rid of it. ”

At this time, Yin Li's thought was that after leaving Zhang Wuji, she returned to the dilapidated house where she once lived with 'Brother Niu'.

There are still remnants of the breath of the time they lived together.

Zhang Wuji, who overcame the six major factions at the top of the light and then became the leader of the Ming Sect, was too dazzling.

She only felt strange.

It was clear that the living person was there, but she was lovesick and nowhere to be found.

"The seventh level, lovesickness."

"People are different, today is not yesterday, the sick soul is often like a swing rope, the horn is cold, the night is dark, afraid of people asking questions, tears and pretending to be happy, concealing, concealing, concealing."

The swordsmanship suddenly became fierce and excited.

The sweeping sword qi, the rapid wind howling, before the night approached, seemed to exhaust the last carnival.

Remnant Yang interprets joys and sorrows, but these joys and sorrows cannot be transmitted to the people she wants to convey.

On Spirit Snake Island, she was cut in the face by Zhou Zhiruo, and then banished to the sea.

She thought she was going to die, but she was pushed back to shore by the waves.

She wanted to go to Brother Wuji to confide in the details, and because her martial arts were abolished, the poison on her face was all dissipated, and she had regained her beauty.

can't wait, she wants to let Zhang Wuji take a good look and see how beautiful she is.

She is not inferior to anyone.

But what she received was the news that Zhang Wuji was going to marry Zhou Zhiruo, the woman who almost killed her, and now she was going to marry her Wuji brother.

She was wrong! She thought everything was salvageable.

But in fact, everything was never right from the beginning.

She didn't even have enough position to appear in the palace of Zhang Wuji's wedding, like Zhao Min.

"The eighth layer, lovesickness to the bones."

"I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture, sing about wine, strong music is still tasteless, and I don't regret it when my clothes and belts are getting wider, and I will be haggard for Yi."

The wooden sword in Yin Li's hand became brighter and brighter, but she herself began to 'dim'.

All the light melted into the sword.

This is destined to be a sword that drains the heart and destroys the soul primordial spirit.

Such a sword will even cross the space, and then ignore the conventional difference in strength.

To put it simply, if such a sword was used against Yue Buqun, he might not be able to escape with all his might.

However, Yin Li is at most the peak of the second energy level, while Yue Buqun is the fourth energy level, which is completely two major levels higher than Yin Li.

The difference between these two large levels will actually be made up by such a sword.

She made Yue Buqun feel threatened.

"Not good! She couldn't be allowed to continue, and when the sword stabbed out, her mind was empty. ”

"If she can't get it back, her whole body will become an empty shell." Zhang Sanfeng and Mao Xiaofang reminded in the group almost at the same time.

In fact, without their reminders, Yue Buqun also made a move in an instant.

Forcibly use the Acacia Sword to the eighth level, and the Acacia is to the bone, which is the limit of Yin Li.

Her emotions may still be abundant, but they are not yet at the end.

But her body has reached the extreme.

If it was in Mao Xiaofang's world, even if she lost her physical body like this, she would turn into a special ghost or spirit and continue to exist.

However, in this world, once the body is broken, everything is over.

The soul rests on the body, and the body is the ship that carries everything.

"Drink!"

Yue Buqun shouted, also attached to the divine will, intending to forcibly wake Yin Li from the artistic conception.

At the same time, he pulled the wisp of true power in the wooden sword and shattered the sword.

Yin Li held her empty hand, as if she was still holding a sword, and wanted to continue to advance, but she was pointed by Yue Buqun in the air, and they were pointed at several key points such as Shenque, Fengfu, and Dantian, hindering the circulation of essence and qi in her body.

Without the help of these two, even if Yin Li's Yuan Shen wanted to jump out of the spirit platform, there would be no helper, and he would not be able to declare defeat.

Afterwards, Yue Buqun took out a bottle of Dawn Elixir, and after thinking about it, he changed it to Dawn Elixir.

Pour the potion into Yin Li's mouth.

She forcibly shook a large amount of Yuan Shen power, and almost hollowed out her body, if she didn't make up for it at this time, even if her body was not broken, she would fall into a coma forever because she couldn't bear her returning soul, like a living dead.

In fact, if it weren't for Yue Buqun's cooperation with Qiao Ba's guidance before, he transformed Yin Li into a highly poisonous body, and in the process, he also instilled a large amount of Dawn Elixir into her, so that the medicinal power of the potion still had a lot of hoarding in her body.

Long before the two or three sword intents, she should have run out of oil.

It is impossible to use the eighth layer at all.

With the Dawn Elixir taking effect, Yin Li's life breath, which had been boiling to the point of evaporation, finally slowly stabilized.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and a palm grabbed Yue Buqun's arm.

"Mantra!" Although her breath was weak, she said very firmly.

Yue Buqun looked at her and didn't speak.

"Mantra!" She continued to ask.

Yue Buqun sighed: "I can tell you, but you also have to swear in the name of Zhang Wuji that you will never practice in private, otherwise I would rather abolish you." ”

Yin Li hesitated for a few breaths, and then his voice softened a lot.

Nodding slightly, he said, "Mantra!" ”

Yue Buqun said: "The further I go, the more unclear my deduction becomes, and the ninth, what I deduce is 'Acacia into the Soul'." ”

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation."

When Yin Li heard this, he gradually became stupid.

"Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation... Hehe··· Hahaha! She was actually laughing, and then there were tears streaming down her face.

What a beautiful face, but crying without any image, crying like a ghost.

"Cry! Crying might not be so uncomfortable anymore. Yue Buqun comforted.

His heart was full of pity.

This new second apprentice he has accepted is too bitter in his heart!

(End of chapter)