Jiangnan Haojie Mound

This person is the same as the person who came to steal the sword before, he is also dressed in black and covered his face, and his waist is wrapped with a belt embroidered with the word rain, but compared to the man who came that day, the woman in front of him has an invisible sense of oppression.

It was not only as simple as being strong, but that she gave Yun Musheng a kind of freedom that she could make herself disappear when she could talk and laugh.

The trick that Yun Musheng slashed away was a blow he used with all his strength after he had already resonated with the sword, not to mention ordinary people, even if it was the rain servant who came to steal the sword before, Yun Musheng was sure to chop it up.

But this woman is not, after taking it head-on, she can walk intact and with light steps, which shows the horror of her strength.

Yun Musheng took advantage of the momentum of Ximen Liuxing, and shouted loudly with courage: "Who is coming, how dare you be presumptuous in the place of the Sword Immortal!" ”

"Hmph, Sword Immortal? It's just a mourning dog who has lost my little master. ”

The woman muttered in her mouth, but did not put Yun Musheng in her eyes, and walked straight towards Hua Xiaoqi, Yun Musheng immediately rushed forward to stop her, but she didn't want to be waved lightly by the woman's hand, so she flew out.

The woman walked up to Hua Xiaoqi, picked up a piece of paper blade on the ground and looked at it for a while, and then said with a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth: "Mingjing Feihualiu, interesting, I see, you should be her daughter." ”

Hua Xiaoqi was shocked in her heart, her eyes widened and she looked at the woman in front of her in shock and confusion, even if she could be killed by her at any time, but as soon as she heard that this person knew her mother, she still couldn't help asking, "You... Who is it? ”

The woman's eyes still didn't look at Hua Xiaoqi, but she just rubbed the iron-like paper blade in her hand, leaned into her ear, and said disapprerovingly: "Your mother was also so full of stupidity back then, and I watched her die in the hands of Yanyulou like this, but it's a pity that a strong woman, you are far worse than her." ”

After speaking, the woman raised her palm, condensed her internal force and wanted to completely kill Hua Xiaoqi who was paralyzed on the ground at her feet with one palm, but Hua Xiaoqi didn't have any action to resist, just sat on the ground as if she had been hit by something, and even her eyes were empty.

"Get out of the way!"

Yun Musheng drew his sword and rushed over, his voice woke up Hua Xiaoqi, who was sitting on the ground, but Hua Xiaoqi had already avoided it, and the woman's slap was about to fall, just at this moment, Yun Musheng quickly adjusted his internal breath, and the internal force crisscrossed and formed a circuit with the sword in his hand, and entered a state of selflessness.

Then, with the previous move on his body, Yun Sanfeng stabbed at the woman's palm as if his body and sword were combined, and with the bursting impact caused by a burst of internal force collision, Yun Musheng and Hua Xiaoqi were pushed more than ten meters away, and the woman also took a few steps back.

Unexpectedly, the power of this Kuaixue sword move used in the state of human sword integration was so much greater than before, but the disparity in strength with the other party was too great, even if this sword saved Hua Xiaoqi, who was almost shot to death, it failed to hurt the woman in the slightest.

The woman was obviously a little annoyed, but instead of targeting Yun Musheng and Hua Xiaoqi, she roared angrily at the Peach Blossom Pavilion behind them: "Simon Mouse, my little master loves you, but my Qinglian is not, if you don't show up again, you will kill these two people with your own hands, and then destroy your little vixen's Tsing Yi sword!" ”

But even after being insulted by the woman, Ximen Liuxing still did not show up, the woman was so angry that her face was red, she took out a few silver needles and flew towards the two, Hua Xiaoqi heard the name Qinglian a little familiar, as if she had heard her mother say it, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Yun Musheng held the sword in his hand, and his mind was one, and the silver needles where the blade was waved all fell, and the sword body was accompanied by sword qi so fast that it was like a streamer rolling a faint killing intent in the air.

Qinglian saw that her flying needle was easily taken by Yun Musheng, so her eyes became sharp, as if she was ready to move seriously, only to see her take off her black clothes and wave it violently into the air, the sight immediately made the two of them dumbfounded, tens of thousands of flying needles hung in the air like stars in the sky, and a strong internal force overwhelmed the two of them.

Hua Xiaoqi used the last internal force, summoned the paper puppet in the clothes, and covered it above the two, Yun Musheng looked up at the desperate sky, and a familiar feeling came to his heart, is it going to kill his companion again because of his weakness?

Will you have to hide behind others forever? Should we despair when faced with someone stronger than ourselves?

Yun Musheng stood up silently, the sword in his hand was reflected by the moonlight, there were stars in the sky in the distance, the stars gathered a lotus flower and a lotus leaf flashing towards him, Yun Musheng walked out from under the shroud of the paper puppet, Qinglian smiled when he saw this: "What?" Give up resistance and prepare to die? ”

Yun Musheng held the sword in his hand straight, and put on a posture that was ready to take on the move head-on, Hua Xiaoqi just wanted to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Yun Musheng waving his hand, the evening breeze blew across his forehead, and when his hair fluttered, Yun Musheng suddenly raised his head and stared at Qinglian, with a hint of perseverance and disdain in his eyes, and said calmly:

"Who said that I gave up, and when I saw a powerful opponent, I took care of myself and cowardly people who disregarded the lives of my companions, what qualifications did I have to be such a high-ranking opponent as my predecessors, and I would like to show my military spirit, although I am ghostly, I will go!"

Qinglian couldn't help but smile when she saw this, and wanted to see with great interest how this young man with strong blood would face the next danger, she waved her hand lightly, and in an instant, ten thousand needles fell.

Yun Musheng's internal strength had been consumed in the battle, but at this time, no matter what, he had to do his best to block the huge needle rain, and the wind and qi blades were raised around his sword body again, and the man and the sword in his hand were once again integrated.

I don't know if it's Yun Musheng's illusion, the evening breeze that is still slightly cool seems to be blowing bigger and bigger at the moment, and the qi in the body seems to have given birth to a new branch, and the right hand that holds the hilt of the sword seems to have three more hands to help, one is kind and warm, old-fashioned; One is as warm as jade, rigid and soft; One is sunny and jealous like hatred.

The sword qi flowed more and more wildly around Yun Musheng's body, and the flying needles in the sky also fell at a very fast speed, just when the two of them were about to be pierced by ten thousand needles, the long-lost sword style came from Yun Musheng's mouth: "The wind blows the snow quickly, when the clouds disperse, it will be sunny when the snow is fast!" ”

Qinglian's eyes were suddenly shocked, how could this young man who still thought he could handle it suddenly burst out with such a powerful force, and the silver needles that fell from the sky were blocked by countless wind blades, one, two, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, until the countless silver needles like stars all fell, but none of them were rooted in Hua Xiaoqi's body.

Hua Xiaoqi looked up at the young man in front of her, her nose was sour, probably because the wind was stronger, and she rolled a few drops of dew out of her eyes.

The power of Shiqing in the fast snow is not just as simple as resisting the flying needle, Qinglian hurriedly mobilized her internal force and slapped it with her palm to catch the aftermath, but she never thought that she was shocked by the incoming impact and took a few steps back and hit a stone slab on the mountain behind her, and the stone slab shattered with this impact.

Yun Musheng almost exhausted all his internal strength after making this fast snow, and knelt on one knee as soon as his left leg was weak, while Hua Xiaoqi quietly pulled out the silver needle that had not been blocked and inserted into Yun Musheng's body with red eyes.

Qinglian patted the dust on her body and got up and walked again, when the snow was fast, Qing was worthy of being a superior sword move, which made the extremely powerful Qinglian so embarrassed, but unfortunately Yun Musheng's internal strength was still shallow, and it was not enough to defeat him.

Just as Qinglian was slowly walking towards the cyan broken sword, she suddenly felt a soft breeze blowing on her face, accompanied by a few drops of dew, and a white-haired man in a blood-red shirt appeared behind her.

Seeing this, Qinglian howled angrily: "Ximen stays!" ”

Then he picked up a palm and turned around to slap it, but he suddenly felt weak all over his body, fell to his knees on the ground, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and when he looked down, his clothes were full of blood.

"This is ... Is it drizzling? Qinglian said with a lingering breath.

"Don't worry, you won't die, otherwise that girl should be heartbroken and do something stupid, get out of here."

A sound that had been modified with internal force came from the blood-clothed and white-haired man, who turned his back to Qinglian, and the difference in strength made Qinglian no longer dare to shout, so he dragged his injured body and limped away.

The red sun rose from afar and faded away from the black curtain in the sky, shining on the peach blossoms were a different kind of red, the sun swayed on the two juniors in front of Ximen Liuxing, the two bodies that relied on each other and were not afraid of violence, he couldn't help but think of the back-to-back scene with his companions when he was young, at that time, beside him, was also a woman playing with paper.