Hell.

The wind was extremely fast, and it was familiar all the way, breaking through many obstacles, and rolling the girl's body down to the ground.

During this period, Mu Sanniang tried to communicate with the 'master' stored in the blade.

But it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

The white dress on her body fluttered, and when she was about to fall to the ground, the wind suddenly became soft again.

The girl held her breath and stared, jumped and landed firmly on the ground.

Odd......

This Gangfeng that came out of nowhere didn't seem to mean to hurt her.

Thinking of the hurried glance when she fell into the abyss, Mu Sanniang was even more puzzled in her heart.

If she didn't admit her mistake, the person who pushed her should be the second disciple of Shangxuanfeng that her brother said before, the wind is loose.

But why did he do this?

I and the other party, although we are not both disciples of Shangxuanfeng, it is also the same teacher.

Completely unthinkable of his motives.

However, the matter has come to this point, and Mu Sanniang has no choice but to suppress the many questions in her heart and look at the surrounding environment.

Standing at the foot of the foot should be an artificially excavated bluestone road, with faint flames floating in the air on both sides, slightly illuminating the road ahead.

Mu Sanniang raised her eyes and looked, at the end of the corridor, the darkness was as thick as ever.

She didn't rush to leave, but took out the life card first and tried again.

But the teleportation circle inside still didn't move, as if it was completely damaged.

The girl had no choice but to revert her gaze to the front, to the end of the road.

Because behind her is a thick rock wall that is impermeable, and there is no way out.

Above your head, it's a quiet pitch black.

According to the speed and time that the wind brought her over just now, it was impossible for her to fly up again on her own.

So at the moment, it seems that there is only one way to go.

The girl's eyes were slightly lowered and her expression was calm.

She tried to call the master a few more times, but there was still no movement.

What to do?

Do you want to continue along the road?

Mu Sanniang was a little undecided.

Little, she didn't choose to move forward rashly, but sat down directly in place and began to meditate.

Since there is no danger in the place where you are now, you should simply fill up your mental state first.

And there is another reason why she has the confidence to wait.

That is, she believes in her younger brother and believes that her breach of appointment will definitely arouse the vigilance of the teenager.

No matter how dangerous it is in the dark prison, it belongs to the realm of Taixuanzong after all.

As long as someone reports the matter to the sect master, they can be saved.

Mu Sanniang was thinking like this, and a violent cough suddenly sounded in the sky above her.

Her eyes froze, and the thin knife in her hand appeared, assuming a fighting posture.

A figure fell rapidly from a high altitude, just like Mu Sanniang did at the beginning.

It was none other than Feng Xiangsong.

He was unkempt, covering most of his face, his chin was exposed, and his skin was pale and blue.

The man was hunched as usual, but he didn't know when a long sword appeared in his hand.

The long sword is not unusual, and Mu Sanniang is no stranger to it.

This is just one of the most common swords among the inner disciples of the Taixuan Sect.

The man raised his head, and Mu Sanniang was finally able to see his eyes clearly.

Immediately after, the girl's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because of the other party's eyes, there is only a bare eye socket left, and the eyeballs in them are gone, only a faint hollow.

Is this a man or a ghost?

Mu Sanniang frowned tightly and did not make a sound, but leaned her back against the rock wall, looking vigilant.

The corners of the man's pale mouth slowly revealed a strange smile.

His mouth was tightly closed, but the voice appeared in Mu Sanniang's ears out of thin air.

"My Lord ......"

"I've been here for a long time."

The man's voice was slow and extremely hoarse.

Like a broken accordion, his throat leaked everywhere.

When Mu Sanniang heard this, her expression remained unchanged, but she secretly clenched the thin knife in her hand.

My lord?

This inexplicable title made her even more suspicious.

A little, as if she had confirmed something, she finally spoke.

Mu Sanniang stared at the thing in front of her that was neither human nor ghost, and asked, "You are not Feng Xiangsong, who are you?" ”

The man didn't answer, just raised his arm slightly.

The blade of the long sword is facing the center of the girl's eyebrows.

He continued to speak at the same slow pace and in a basket-like voice.

"Come, my lord, kill me."

In the man's deep and hollow eyes, a golden flame suddenly appeared.

If you look closely, you can clearly see that the golden light is not a flame, but a golden Gu worm that is only the size of a fingernail.

In the next moment, the man moved.

The long sword in his hand slashed through the air, raising a dark cyan sword aura.

The sword is majestic and majestic.

The terrifying spiritual power at the peak of the foundation all exploded at this moment.

If other Shangxuanfeng disciples saw it, they would definitely be able to recognize that this was their unique swordsmanship inherited from Shangxuanfeng.

But since it is determined that he is not Feng Xiangsong, how can he know this swordsmanship?

Mu Sanniang has no answer to this question.

She just lowered her eyes, picked up the One Yuan Soul Devouring Heart Method, and took the initiative to draw her sword to greet her.

With the peak of qi training, the peak of the foundation is hard to shake the front.

It is undoubtedly unwise to be the disciple of Shangxuanfeng who is the best at attacking in the sect.

In other words, such a battle seems to be without suspense.

But the girl had no way out.

If you want to live, you can only do what the man says.

Kill him.

It's a contest between life and death.

But for Mu Sanniang, it is also the situation she is best at.

From the moment she stepped into the practice, when was she not defeating the strong with the weak?

Whether it was killing the demon king in the outer gate and crossing the three realms, or in the inner gate, he used the hell to hone his will.

She faced enemies who were several times stronger than herself.

Now, too.

The girl's slender body burst out at unimaginable speed.

She flashed the sword aura lightly, and came to the man in an instant.

Then the wrist is slightly turned, and the thin knife is handed out.

Mu Sanniang's attack methods have always been streamlined.

There are not so many mystical and mysterious exercises, just ordinary slashes.

The thin knife fell precisely and wiped across the man's neck.

But when the blade and neck meet, it is not the touch of cutting on the flesh.

Instead, it's more like slashing on hard rock.

Mu Sanniang frowned, she was not greedy, and she left with one blow.

It's just that she didn't notice that a Gu worm the size of a fingernail had quietly crawled into the blade of the thin knife with the help of the handover just now.

In this lonely corridor, there was a huge sound of sword qi slashing on the rock wall.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the formation, the rock wall is immovable.

Another hack.

The girl borrowed her strength and her figure fell backwards in midair.

It's just that no matter how flexible you are, there will always be mistakes.

The corner of the white dress was slashed by the sword qi, raising a small bead of blood.

Mu Sanniang looked stunned.

She lowered her head and looked at the ruined hem of the white dress.

The girl's pupils began to be gradually engulfed in scarlet.

Her body trembled, and a prohibiting demonic aura surged through her.

"You, what a damn ......"

Mu Sanniang murmured softly.

Recently, it's a little card.,The update will be late.,Everyone rest early.。

ps: Actually, this plot has just begun, and I hope you will be a little patient with the circle, and let me tell you about it.

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