When the golden needle pierced and was about to pierce into the acupuncture point on the top of her head, Ying Yue felt as if her whole person was stuck in the mud, and the movement of her arm piercing became extremely slow.

Airplanes~~

Just when she was shocked in her heart, she saw a black lotus flower appear out of thin air in the sky.

Killing, the aura of despair continued to disperse as the black lotus emerged, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to freeze at this moment.

This situation only lasted for a moment, and the illusory black lotus flower dissipated like a bubble, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Crash!

In the next moment, the sound of the river tumbling sounded, and a slender and tall figure stepped out of the water, and with his appearance, the whole river seemed to roar.

Ying Yue felt her body warm, and she was embraced into a solid and warm embrace, and the golden needle in her hand was also taken away.

"Husband!!"

Looking up at Song Xuan's handsome face that seemed to be radiating light, Ying Yue's eyes were blurred, since he was a child, this was the first time he took the initiative to hug himself!

"Open your mouth!" Song Xuan spoke softly.

Ying Yue didn't hesitate for a moment, instinctively opened her small mouth, and then saw Song Xuan raise her hand and stuffed two pills into her mouth.

"Swallow!"

"Oh!"

Ying Yue swallowed it in one gulp, and then the Mingyu True Qi that had bottomed out in her body seemed to have been greatly replenished, and began to run wildly in the dantian, and the depleted True Qi skyrocketed with the naked eye.

Not only that, but her body, which was already sore and weak, continued to disappear as the power of the medicine continued to wash through her body.

Thundered!!

When the artillery fire hit, Song Xuan didn't even look at it, just raised his hand casually.

I saw the Pure Yang Wuji Sword on his waist unsheathed, turning into a red streamer, and with a volley in the void, hundreds of solid cannonballs turned into a pile of fragments, falling downward.

After strangling the cannonball into pieces, the Pure Yang Wuji Sword did not return to its sheath, but flew up in the air like a red dragon, and with a sudden attack, it struck to the river bank on the left.

Snort!!

I saw that the red dragon suddenly appeared in the military formation of the artillery battalion, and the red streamer flashed against the formation of the army, and in an instant, from one end of the military formation to the other.

Of all the Qing troops at these two ends, none of them survived, and all of them became charred corpses in the first two sections, and as for the hundreds of artillery pieces lined up on the riverside, without exception, they were all shattered into a pool of rotten iron!

"Flying swords?"

Ying Yue exclaimed, "Song Xuan, have you become a sword immortal?" ”

Song Xuan shook his head slightly, "It's just some small means after condensing the Flower of the Gods, and it's not a sword immortal." ”

This breakthrough, the strength of the improvement was far stronger than he expected, after condensing the flower of the gods, his eyebrows and ancestral knots were opened, and his spiritual power was turned into divine consciousness.

Divine consciousness can not only detect the surrounding situation, but also cooperate with the true qi to manipulate objects in the air.

With God as the guide and qi as the base, the Pure Yang Wuji Sword rotates with his own thoughts, and can leap in the air like a flying sword, although he dare not say that he is thousands of miles away to take the enemy's head, but within ten miles, killing people is only within a snap of his fingers!

"It's over!"

Huang Taiji's face was pale, trembling all over, his legs were weak, and he was paralyzed on the ground in horror, and he couldn't even think of running away.

From the moment Song Xuan appeared, he knew that the general trend had gone, and he would never be able to return to the sky.

Especially after the other party showed a flying sword method comparable to myths and legends, Huang Taiji even broke off the idea of escaping.

No matter how fast you run, can you still run faster than the flying sword?

Moreover, he could feel that an extremely terrifying spiritual will had locked him to death, and if he really wanted to escape, he was afraid that what awaited him next would be purgatory-like torture.

Paralyzed on the ground, Huang Taiji looked around and found that the Qing army, which was still high-spirited, had countless people who began to collapse and flee at this time, and even more of them couldn't raise a trace of fighting spirit and knelt down on the ground.

In the face of martial arts masters like Ying Yue, they can still fight with a large number of people, firearms and bows and crossbows.

But in the face of Song Xuan's wave of his hand, there was a flying sword roaring, and with a flash of sword light, thousands of people died as a land immortal, and no one could raise the slightest battle intent.

People, how to fight with immortals?

"It's down!"

Huang Taiji knelt on the floor and bowed to Song Xuan's position.

"Daqing, Huang Taiji, willing to surrender!"

But Song Xuan, who was holding Ying Yue with one hand, didn't even look at him, but pointed to the Qing soldiers who were fleeing in all directions, bowed his head and said in Ying Yue's ear: "These people, you come to kill!" ”

Invite Yue smiled in her eyes, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved into a crescent moon, "You don't need it?" ”

Song Xuan nodded.

"Then you're welcome! I've been beaten passively before, and I've been holding back the fire in my stomach for a long time! ”

With the swallowing of the two pills, the true qi in Ling Yue's body has recovered most of it, and her physical state has gradually recovered to its peak, at this moment, the killing intent in her heart has long been unbearable.

Since childhood, in addition to being beaten by Song Xuan, when has he ever been beaten so aggrieved passively!

Today, she invited the moon, and she had to kill him upside down!

Sou!

Ying Yue touched the water on her toes, and her figure jumped up, like a white cloud floating in the wind, and rushed towards the fleeing Qing army with a long sword.

Song Xuan smiled and looked at his fiancée who rushed into the rebels and went on a killing spree, and did not follow, but raised his hand at the river under his feet.

Shout!

A long, swarthy sword fell into his hand.

This sword is the sword of the wooden road people, and the whole body seems to be made of dark iron.

It stands to reason that the weight of this divine sword should not be light, but I don't know if it is mixed with any other materials, after this sword is started, it only weighs dozens of catties, which is not heavy.

On the body of the sword, the whole body exudes a cold cold light, in the previous battle, this sword and the Pure Yang Wuji Sword collided countless times, but at this time, it was still intact.

Even if the Mudao people have been shattered into slag, this divine sword still has a faint divine light looming, and the streamer is brilliant, and it has not been affected in the slightest.

"What a good sword."

Song Xuan exclaimed, a smile appeared on his face, to his current cultivation realm, he didn't care much about ordinary martial arts exercises, but he was more and more interested in the divine sword in the martial arts.

Song Xuan had a faint plan in his heart.

In a few years, he will be promoted to the rank of Peerless Grandmaster, and at that time, he will need a sword that best suits him.

And if you can collect the world's famous swords, re-smelt and forge them, maybe you can create a natal fairy sword that is most suitable for you!

However, this matter is not in a hurry, just take your time, at least the Pure Yang Wuji Sword can still be used for a long time.

With a thought, the sword of the Mu Dao man hovered in mid-air, and then landed behind Song Xuan's back.

There was no scabbard, no rope to tie up, but it was carried by him in perfect harmony.

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