Yun Rong, the woman in white, looked at Xiao Ming meaningfully, and didn't take the box.

Until he stared at him so that his face was flushed, he reluctantly said: "Xiao knows that the swords don't like it, but the fact that the soul of the Yue Nu is damaged can no longer be ignored." ”

If it were another sword master, he would definitely disdain to flick his sleeves.

Leng Leng disdainfully said that his second senior sister's soul damage needed that soul cultivation sand, and their senior brother went to Penglai Immortal Island to get it, so there was no need for him, an outsider, to bother.

Yun Rong, who can be the fourth sword, has always been a personality that is incompatible with people of the same sect and likes to do things upside down.

She smiled, stretched out her hand to bear the wooden box, and did the most taboo thing of the thirteen swords in a grand manner: "Then I will thank the master of the Xiao Jing on behalf of my sister Yue." ”

Xiao Ming's eyes widened, obviously she never thought that she was really willing to accept the box,

He was so frightened that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Yun Rong rode the deer, and the four hooves of the deer stepped on the sword intent of washing the snow and walked away.

It's just that before leaving, she smiled meaningfully: "After all, you have to be worthy of the kindness of the Lord of the Xiao Jing who traveled thousands of miles to the Ten Thousand Demon Ancient Cave to help her." ”

The originally red face turned pale in an instant.

Yin Baishuang glanced at Xiao Ming, who was stiff, lightly, and caught up with Yun Rong and frowned and asked, "What did you mean by that?"

Yun Rong smiled in the wind: "Since the eldest lady has already guessed, why bother asking?"

"This is impossible, how could Xiao Ming know about the sword folding action in advance? He doesn't have the guts or reason to dare to collude with the Demon Sect. ”

"Yes, but it can be used by others. ”

Yun Rong's habitually lazy eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "Xiao Ming is not the eldest lady, there is no reason to appear here, but he not only appeared, but also fought with the Flood Desolate Demon Saint Emperor Jiang in advance, obviously wanting to end this battle before I arrived." ”

Yin Baishuang pondered for a moment, and said the truth in a surprising voice: "The thirteen swords of the heavenly seal, the first sword Jun He is the most senior and strongest among the thirteen swords, Jun He fights against the Flood Demon Saint, which is stronger and weaker is still unknown.

The second sword Yue Nu was injured by corpse poison as you said, and she was flawless, and the third sword was a well-known drunk, and she didn't know that she was drunk in that corner at the moment, and she might not be able to receive the sword mark of the iris.

And so on, and you are the best person to break the sword. But the person Xiao Ming likes is the second sword, why is he willing to risk his life for you?"

Yun Rong said with a smile: "The eldest lady is so powerful, she told the Demon Sect's plan in a few words, as for why Xiao Ming is here, it is not for my second sister."

After all, among the Thirteen Swords, I was the only one who didn't object to him pursuing my second sister.

And...... I have a good relationship with my second sister, if I die, who will pass on these little gifts to him in the future?"

The small gift naturally refers to the soul nourishing sand.

Yin Baishuang shook his head helplessly, he really couldn't agree with the strange values of this fourth sword.

It is said that it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a marriage.

In this world of cultivation, it is well known that the first sword Jun He and the second sword Yue Nu in the Heavenly Seal are a pair made in heaven.

Even the sword is a "gentleman" and "goddess" with a deep meaning.

The people in the Cullinan, including the sect master, were extremely optimistic about this pair.

Xiao Ming, who suddenly appeared in the middle of the way, naturally became an obstacle that Tianxi and the others were not optimistic about.

Everyone tacitly never gave Xiao Ming half a chance, and everyone could be said to be unapologetic.

Although Xiao Ming is strong, compared to the Heavenly Seal First Sword Junhe, who is known for being a perfect gentleman, he is far from being able to reach it in terms of character and cultivation.

And Yun Rong's secret support for Xiao Ming is really unpredictable.

......

......

Brian prepared the matter at hand, and quietly collected the object in his hand into the blue water jade.

Straightened out the tattered robes on his body, and looked up at the huge demonic fire vortex that suddenly rose and scattered in the distant sky.

At this moment, there are people in the distance who are caught in a bitter battle......

Even though the mountains are full of demons at this moment, and there are still the approaching footsteps of Yang Zhao and Huang Kang, he still feels that he will definitely be able to survive today's catastrophe.

After all, when he was fighting against the enemy, his cheap sister personally came forward to solve the enemy.

But this time, in the face of Yang Zhao and others, she had no intention of showing up.

This means that the combined cultivation of Yang Zhao and the others is far inferior to that extravagant corpse.

Thinking of this, Baili was relieved and walked towards the promised place.

When he met Lin Yuangang in a round, the black pressure was overwhelming, led by Yang Zhao, and a demonic wind chime was reconfigured in his hand, and it was still dripping with blood-like liquid.

Sniffing the breath of wind chimes wafting from the wind, Brian caught the breath of the long river of blood.

Originally...... The demonic wind chimes were actually made through the power of that long river to manipulate demons.

Around the two rivers on the riverbank, the black oppressive monsters and monsters had already wrapped the two of them so that there was no way out.

The wind chimes in Yang Zhao's hand shook lightly, and Sen Ran looked at Bai Lian and Lin Yuan with a sneer:

"The two of you can really escape, and what about that Meng Gongzi and the Thirteen Swords? they will always be chased by us, so we don't have to waste our time continuing to pursue, right?"

Huang Kang looked down at the iris sword in Bai Lian's hand: "What do you think...... If you are in charge of the Iris Sword, we won't be able to find the Thirteen Sword?"

Bai Lian took a deep breath, stepped on the ring of fire, clenched the iris sword in his hand, and actually started to sprint directly towards Yang Zhao and Huang Kang.

However, Lin Yuan retreated from the scene step by step and watched from a distance under Bailian's prior instructions.

Yang Zhao and Huang Kang sneered.

When Brian fell into the eyes of the two of them, he undoubtedly threw himself into the net.

"Hmph, just an ant in the Kaiyuan Realm! I really think of myself as a Jinsheng who can pull out thirteen swords!"

Yang Zhao sneered again and again, even though he saw Bai Lian holding the sword and returning it to the sheath that day.

But drawing the sword and returning it to its sheath are two very different concepts.

Each of the thirteen swords is a very backbone sword, and on the day the sword soul awakens, it will only recognize one master for the rest of its life.

Others...... Even if the three-thousand-year-old Demon Lord is alive, he will never be able to draw his sword out of its sheath.

This kid is so naïve!

Looking at Bai Lian, who was rushing towards him, Yang Zhao and Huang Kang sneered disdainfully, and the pitch-black long sword behind them silently fell into their palms.

In the hearts of the two of them, Bailian was no better than Jinsheng, so naturally he was not qualified to let them use that blood-attracting sword.

The pitch-black sword blade turned sharply, and two Qi Cultivation Vortices swept against the wind.

Brian's eyes are deep!

Not enough!

did not block with a horizontal sword, let alone fight back, the iris sword in his hand was collected behind him, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the sword body in the other.

Puff twice.

He did not dodge or close, and directly resisted with his physical body.