The hand that pinched the neck of the dowry also let go, she knelt on her knees, clutched her throat, and inhaled the air in a big gulp, her eyes reflected the headless corpse, and she couldn't tell whether it was reality or hallucination.

The body and head were broken, and the old fox's soul was also affected, so he had to break out of the shell again, and as he left, a firework claw stretched out and grasped the fallen broken knife in his hand.

And the sword-wielding figure also came in an instant, and the swords collided again.

The sound of tinkling and tinkling is as fast as a woman's five fingers stretching and playing the pipa.

Thorn point crumbling, parry slash, each blow is a simple to the extreme action, without any fancy, just like the decapitation knife, clean and neat, fast as lightning.

Lu turned her head with difficulty, looked at the back of the thunderbolt and was stunned for a moment.

She had never seen such a fast sword, the fluctuation of the spiritual power of each sword was extremely weak, he hid the spiritual power to the extreme, without a trace of waste, in exchange, it was the purest speed of the sword wielder!

It wasn't a random slash fast, every stab, every slash, every turn of the sword, followed the simplest and quickest route, and couldn't find the slightest flaw.

It's so simple, so it's beautiful.

"Let's go!"

The man suddenly let out a snort, and his voice was somewhat familiar.

Lu married too late to tell the difference, she had the impression that she didn't know such a master.

But she knows that staying here at the moment will only be a drag.

Without hesitation, she tried her best to get up, dragged her seriously injured body, and ran in the direction of the palace.

Before leaving, she glanced at the figure again.

In the wind and rain, Tsing Yi was filled with cold wind, bulging high, and the sound of swords sounded like ten thousand bells.

......

......

The sound of swords colliding is the most beautiful music in the world.

Because that piece of music is built on the strings of life and death, every touch is the ultimate horror and beauty between life and death.

At this moment, the old fox didn't like this sound very much, and he wanted to swing a knife to make this irritable sound stop abruptly.

But he couldn't.

His sword was brutally suppressed by the opponent's sword.

Whether it is mobilizing spiritual power or casting spells, it takes a certain amount of time, and that time is extremely short, but the other party is stubbornly suppressing the mobilization of his spiritual power with an impenetrable sword.

He could feel that the other party's realm was far inferior to his own.

But he was forced to fight with him.

And their swords are too fast, without any thinking, so the slashes are instincts that burst out between the electric lights and flints of their bodies.

The old fox forcibly stopped the retreating figure after receiving the call in a hurry.

The two stood opposite each other, with light and shadow in front of them, and their movements were extremely small, without the slightest big opening and closing, because even a little superfluous movement would be taken advantage of by the other party.

The air between them was also broken by the sword, and a string of bright sword fire exploded, which was a handful of fireworks that were suddenly born and annihilated in an instant, and in the shadow of the sword and sword of the two, the flowers were all extinguished in an instant.

The old fox knew that what the two of them were mentioning at this moment was all one breath, and whoever exhausted this breath first would be defeated.

He is confident that his realm is higher, and this mouth is naturally longer.

And the man still slashed desperately, shaking the sword like the wings of a dragonfly swinging with all its might.

That's pure speed.

And just when the other party's breath was finally the end of the crossbow.

The broken knife was also overwhelmed and shattered again.

This knife has been broken before, and if it is broken at this moment, it is difficult to use it to slash again, this is pure suppression of the material.

The sword finally broke through the sword wind and cut in, and at that moment, the sword body suddenly turned red, as if the spiritual power accumulated before was waiting for this moment.

In the groove along the central axis of the sword body, it turned red like blood.

It wasn't real blood, it was a sword fire.

The long sword trembled at the same time, like a broken string, like a cracked silk, like a cuckoo crying blood.

That's sword rage.

The old fox's heart trembled, he didn't understand why one of the things in front of him could cause the sword spirit to vibrate just by holding the sword, he didn't have time to think about it, he no longer hid his secrets, pinched the trick between his fingers, and the brighter demon fire wrapped his body at the same time, and there was a strong storm in his bones, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

When it appeared, the body of the demon fire was already a few feet away.

But he still didn't dodge the sword.

On the body formed by the fireworks, a sword mark that was neither long nor short was extremely clear, and it had not been healed for a long time.

In fact, if he was willing to retreat, he could have escaped with his body a long time ago, and then he would have gathered momentum to fight back.

He just doesn't believe in evil, he doesn't believe in the realm that the other party shows, but the sword can really be faster than himself.

The sound of the impact of the sword was still ringing in his ears, and the old fox gradually calmed down, and then discovered something that annoyed him even more - the person in front of him who looked like a young man was Zhao Ren.

"Who are you?" the old fox asked coldly.

The young man also seemed exhausted, his face was a little pale, and when he heard the old fox's question, he subconsciously frowned and asked, "You don't know?"

The old fox also felt inexplicable: "How can I know you?"

The boy burst out laughing.

The old fox didn't know why he was so happy, and said, "You let that woman go, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

The young man in green clothes said: "Your other spirit is outside the palace, you seem to be afraid of something, you need to keep looking at Zhao Xiang'er." ”

The old fox was shocked in his heart, the spirit outside the palace was indeed staring at Zhao Xiang'er, of course, he couldn't see it directly through the palace array, but he could sense the spiritual power emanating from the Vermilion Bird Burning Fire Pestle, with that, he could confirm Zhao Xiang'er's location in the palace.

He's on the edge of whatever.

But how did this teenager know? Is it just a guess, or is it ......

The old fox's expression remained unchanged and said, "So what?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said: "If I guessed correctly, Zhao Xiang'er is also waiting for you to kill, as long as you kill a Zhao person, she will take advantage of the backlash to act immediately, I am just an insignificant person, it is not worth killing me." ”

"It's not a big deal...... Scold. The old fox became more and more curious: "What else do you know?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said, "Aren't these enough?"

The murderous intent in the old fox's eyes could not be hidden, "Who are you?"

The young man calculated, the time should be almost up, he directly threw the sword to the ground, and made a gesture of surrender: "Daxian spare your life, introduce yourself, my name is Ning Changchang." ”

The young man in Tsing Yi is Ning Changchang.

"Ning Changjiu, you are Ning Changchang?" the old fox's soul trembled, and his face showed a different color.

Ning Chang nodded and said, "Daxian knows me?"

The old fox didn't answer, but a sharp claw stretched out from the flame, but the killing intent in his eyes was even worse: "I won't kill you now, but I didn't say that I would let you go." ”

Ning Changjiu said innocently: "I threw away my sword, you are not too kind to do it to a junior, or let me pick up the sword?"

After all, he actually bent down to pick up the sword.

Before he could touch the hilt of the sword, the old fox's claw had already attacked, and he had already made up his mind to cut off the young man's right hand holding the sword, even if it was to suffer the backlash.

Staggered figures.

With a stabbing sound, three deep finger marks were left on the bluestone bricks on the ground.

The sword was already on the ground, and Ning Changjiu's figure disappeared out of thin air.

In the stagnant water on the ground, a new cyan sigil was soaked.

The new rune was covered on the sword, and with the help of the sword qi of the fairy sword on the ground, it forcibly amplified the talisman that was not strong enough, allowing him to get out in an instant.

The old fox pinched the talisman and looked surprised: "Daomen Mutation Talisman......?" Who the hell is it?"

Outside the courtyard, Ning Changjiu stepped over the gate that was beaten into ruins, patted his chest, and smiled with palpitations: "Master Ning Baoshui, your family background is too thin in your cultivation life, which makes the apprentice half of it, and if I encounter this kind of thing in the future, I will come to see you." ”

As he spoke, he returned to the house and shouted Ning Xiaoling's name a few times.

No response.

Ning Chang sighed and said to himself, "Didn't you say don't run around......

He took off the already drenched cyan robe and replaced it with a snow-white right robe, the placket of which was embroidered with the pale piping of plum blossoms, which made the young man's eyebrows even colder.

Outside, the chiming bell rang again.

When the sun sets, night is approaching.

"It's a nuisance. Ning Chang complained.

......

When Lu got married and finally got married to the city wall, she sensed the blue and white sedan chair, and when the thought was driven, the sedan chair flew out of the temple on the side of the main hall and crossed the city wall to pick herself up.

The figure of the old fox appeared behind her, and she noticed it and glanced back.

Before she could panic, she heard the bell ring.

The old fox sighed: "It's really troublesome. ”

......

Then he spared the woman who was close at hand, and his spirit swept to the palace gate to make peace with the other two.

Only then did Lu marry react, it was Zhao Xiang'er who made a move, so this divine soul did not dare to take risks and was forced to return to the throne.

This time it came and went quickly, she didn't even have time to give birth to the joy of the rest of her life, she just wanted to get into the blue and white sedan chair at the moment and recuperate her body and soul.

"I don't know what happened to the benefactor swordsman...... Lu married leaned against the city wall, closed his eyes, recalled the sharp sword, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

Why did the old fox come to see me when he didn't have time to kill me? Did he want to tell me that the benefactor had ......

This thought flashed through him, and Lu Marry's heart ached, and he even had the idea of running back to that long street.

She shook her head, thinking that since the swordsman she had never met could use such a fast sword, the realm should not lose to herself, if the old fox was just a wisp of divine soul, he would never be able to kill him, not to mention, what could he do at this moment......

Even though I thought about it, I was still worried.

Smack.

Suddenly, something fell out.

Lu Zhuo leaned down and found that it was a folded note, she picked it up, and suddenly remembered that this was the prescription given to her by the young man named Ning Changjiu.

Thinking of this teenager, she couldn't help but think of something, and her mood became more complicated.

"This boy is also eccentric. Lu married the note and said to himself, "Don't he know that for cultivators, ordinary human herbs are almost useless?"

The small blue and white sedan chair had already swept over the city and flew over, and the big array seemed to acquiesce and did not obstruct it at all.

Lu Marrying's gaze followed the prescription, and the taste was indeed ordinary herbs, and there was nothing special about it.

Suddenly, her gaze paused.

There is a row of words in the middle that looks very eye-catching, and the words ...... Seems to be upside down?

She turned the paper upside down, and read it softly with the light on her back, and then, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her back straightened for a moment, and the paper was impressive......

"Small-heart-Ning-small-age!"

She couldn't tell if it was a prank or what, but the moment she read it, the roots of the cold hair exploded, and an inexplicable fear emerged in her heart, and at this moment, a voice that suddenly sounded from behind her made her even more creepy for a moment.

"Sister Lu, it turns out that you are here, Senior Brother doesn't know where to go, I have been around the city for a while and I haven't found him, I never thought that I would meet Sister Lu...... Eh, great, is this the blue and white sedan chair that Sister Lu said? It's so beautiful. ”

Lu Jiao only felt that her body was getting stiffer and stiffer, and she turned her head and met Ning Xiaoling's innocent smile.

(Thank you Xia Ziyue, Ning Changjiu, and the rewards of the songs on the rivers and lakes!Bow to the bigwigs~ Today's addition, present!)