In the autumn rain that fell in the sky, many bright red finches were wet by the rain, falling piecemeal, after falling to the ground, the blood feather spirit was immortal, and the surrounding rain was hissing into white steam, and then the blood feather gradually lost its temperature in the autumn rain.

The aura between heaven and earth shook, and the rain all over the city was shattered under the washing of sword qi and demon qi, fluttering in the autumn wind, turning into a splashing mist.

The sound of birds and swords echoed in the mist, followed by the sound of the two colliding and bursting out of stone.

And Blood Feather Jun was forced from the sky above the imperial city to Qifeng Lake by this fierce sword qi.

In the sky above Qifeng Lake, looking from a distance at this moment, countless extremely thin sword qi cut through the mist, like a white rainbow hanging in the air, and one by one it was intertwined into the appearance of a snow-white lotus, and from the position of the stamen, a little cold light lit up, and the woman in snow-white clothes turned into a sword and broke through the sky, and at the same time, the lotus flower intertwined with the sword qi above the lake was instantly shattered, turning into stars and converging towards the center, attaching to the woman like light particles.

That scene was like thousands of streams flowing into the river, and finally converging into an unstoppable torrent.

Blood Feather Jun complained bitterly, before this sword condensed, it had been fixed by the sword lock, and finally broke the sword lock with the blood sea sword Dafa, and the sword condensed by the broken sword lotus had already shone brightly in front of him.

It couldn't find any respite, so it could only flapp its wings and bring up the violent wind and waves, covering its body and escaping on the surface of the lake, away from the domineering Dao sword, and where it fanned up the wind and waves, it also raised thousands of feathered sword shadows, like swarms of red moths rushing towards the torrent of sword qi, blocking its progress.

However, these red moths were crushed in an instant, and the Blood Feather Monarch fled quickly against the surface of the lake, and the sword light also chased closely against the surface of the lake.

Wherever they passed, the water of the lake rolled several feet high, like a wall of water built high in the lake that quickly collapsed as they left.

Blood Feather Jun's eyes were red, and the extremely powerful sword aura almost stuck to his back, and began to roll off its hairy feathers as hard as steel.

"Damn, when did the mother's skin of the Sword Heavenly Sect become so powerful......

At the moment when the sword qi was about to catch up, it couldn't bear it anymore, and its wings slammed into the water, and a curtain of water rose high from the place between them.

When the sword qi pierced the water curtain, the Blood Feather Monarch had already turned around, its eyes were like torches, staring at the sword that pierced the water curtain, and in an instant of life and death, its iron hook-like claws poked out with blood-colored fireworks, and stretched out into the white light.

That indomitable sword aura finally came to a noticeable halt at this moment.

Where they were stranded, the waves beneath their feet exploded with an earth-shattering sound, and the water beneath them had collapsed into a deep crater, and a large amount of water poured in from all sides but could not fill it.

The torrent of sword qi gradually faded, and in the snow-bright sword, a snow-bright long sword started from the tip of the sword, and finally slowly revealed its full face.

The tip of the sword was only a few inches away from Blood Feather Jun's chest, and Blood Feather Jun also pinpointed the blade of the sword with his sharp claws, making it difficult to move an inch.

Even so, the castration of this sword did not stop, and the huge impact force still swept backwards against the Blood Feather Monarch, and the Blood Feather Monarch also waved his wings differently, setting off a violent wind, and resisted the advance of the sword with this huge resistance.

The Blood Feather Monarch's backward form was getting slower and slower, which meant that the indomitable sword was finally at the end of its rope.

And the Blood Feather Monarch, who had only been strong enough to hold on to it so far, finally got a chance to breathe, and it suddenly opened its beak, instantly incorporating the surrounding air into its body.

There was a roar in the middle of the lake.

At some point, the figures of the two finally stopped, and with an eerie equilibrium they stood still on the surface of the lake.

The angry waves around them gradually subsided after their bodies stagnated.

Blood Feather Jun flapped his wings with some exhaustion, looking at the tip of the sword that was already attached to his chest but failed to pierce in, and a difficult smile appeared in his eyes.

And the sword qi was like snow foam steamed by the scorching sun, gradually dissipating in the wind and waves, and the figure holding the sword stopped for the first time and clearly appeared on the water.

The woman stood with a sword, her sword dress was like snow, her slender waist belt was pitch black, her waist was silver-ringed and jade, and the fine red tassel hung down from her pendant, swaying in the wind.

And the jade crown silver hairpin is not messy at all, and then the green silk is soft and fluttering.

And her face was covered with a pure white mask, and she could only see the infinite chill and murderous aura revealed in her autumn-like eyes.

Blood Feather Jun met those eyes, and for a moment, it had the illusion that this woman was an indifferent and ruthless sword.

"Half-step Purple Court?" Blood Feather Jun was horrified in his heart.

The pinnacle of the Longevity Realm is the half-step Purple Court.

In such a realm, looking at where Nanzhou is, there are immortals who can open mountains and establish sects, this kind of realm is not good for life and cultivation outside the world, why are you looking for trouble with me?

Blood Feather Jun sighed in his heart, thinking that the other party wouldn't want to use him as an opportunity to completely enter the first floor of the Purple Court Realm, right?

The woman looked at it indifferently, her side was slightly sideways, her right hand pressed the hilt of the sword, still wrestling with the demon beast, the lake wind accompanied by the demon power of the reverse thrust made her sword dance backwards close to her body, hunting, the curve that should be graceful like the undulating mountains is also sharp as killing at this moment.

"Tell me who commanded you, and spare you from death. ”

The woman finally spoke, her voice clear and indifferent, without a trace of impurities, like a clear jade sword washed away by fine dust.

Blood Feather Jun laughed dryly, and said righteously: "This gentleman should do things according to himself, not to mention that there is anyone in this little Nanzhou who can send this Tianjun? You little girl, don't rely on a little ability to suppress me a little, and think about trampling on my dignity!"

The woman looked at it and said lightly: "There is a prohibition in your body, otherwise it would be difficult for my sword to hurt you like this." Who is this ban, and to whom are you under orders?"

Naturally, the Blood Feather Monarch would not let go of this rare respite, and while breathing the demonic power that was stirred up and disordered in its body, it spoke:

"Heh, I think you have to thank the people of this ban, if there is no such ban, where is my opponent for this stinky little girl? At this moment, I am afraid that I have been beaten all the way and fled in embarrassment, how dare you talk to this Tianjun so arrogantly?"

The woman was not angry, but asked indifferently, "You don't say?"

Blood Feather Jun laughed wildly and said, "You abandon your sword, kneel down and kowtow three times and beg me, and I will consider talking to you." ”

In the midst of the wild laughter, the Blood Feather Monarch suddenly flapped its wings, and countless red illusory sword feathers swept away like a wave, and the hand that grabbed the sword body twisted violently, threatening to grab the sword.

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, the sword and the Blood Feather King were holding each other, and it was difficult to withdraw it for a while, she categorically abandoned the sword, and her body swept backwards.

Blood Feather Jun laughed and said: "The little lady of the Sword Sect is really obedient, she said that if she abandons the sword, she will abandon the sword, when will she kowtow three times......?"

The Blood Feather Monarch, who thought that the sneak attack was in power, suddenly lost his smile.

He was shocked to find that although the woman's figure flew backwards, her fingers on her chest did not know what trick was pulled, and those sword feathers that he shot out, close to her side, were all assimilated into a white sword qi, and the sword qi merged into a tide, and with the movement of her fingers, she turned the tide head, and pounced towards herself.

"Sword and Spirit Body, how can there be such a person in Nanzhou?"

The thought was only fleeting, and it didn't have time to think, so it abandoned its sword and fled.

It counted the time, although it was still some distance from His Highness's agreement, but it really didn't dare to continue the adventure, and only wanted to escape with all its might.

He firmly believed that if he was bent on escaping, no matter how high that woman's swordsmanship was, he would not be able to surpass him.

It's a pity that the witch lord hasn't shown up yet, and His Royal Highness is afraid that it will be difficult to complete the things he has to do.

This thought just came to mind, and the next moment, the mutation regenerated.

An ancient staff descended from the sky and lay in front of him, like a great pillar, blocking the way.

In front of him, an old man with withered and gray hair stood on the waves of the lake with a roll in one hand and a staff in the other, and the lake water was boiling under his feet.

His cloudy eyes like dead fish stared at the fleeing giant bird, solemn and solemn, and the anger that had been withheld for decades in between.

A few decades ago, if it weren't for this demon bird that caused trouble in the imperial city, his avenue should have gone further, and in order to maintain the stability of his Dao source, he had to protect the peace of the city and do his best to fight this demon bird.

He was too seriously injured in that battle, which directly endangered the foundation of the Great Dao, and the path of cultivation that should have been soaring up became extremely rugged, and now that he was over 100 years old, he could already feel that death was approaching.

And the road is indefinite, and death is his only ending.

The root of all this is this Blood Feather Monarch.

How could he be willing?

"Evil beast!"

The old man shouted angrily, and the wooden staff smashed into the air, smashing down towards the head of the Blood Feather Monarch.

The sword fairy woman who was chasing after her stopped instead, staring at the ancient book in the old man's hand, her eyes narrowed.

That Blood Feather Monarch was not afraid, and a rare ruthlessness erupted in his pupils.

When he was young, the heyday of the witch master could only rely on intrigue and trickery to hurt it, and now although he has a ban on himself and is seriously injured, you are also old......

The light of fire and blood illuminated the surface of the lake, illuminating the rain, and the Blood Feather Monarch roared loudly and rushed forward.

The witch lord is immovable, he inherits the fortune of a city, which represents this ancient heroic city.

The two collided, and the Blood Feather Jun screamed miserably, the red feathers trembling all over his body, and the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred.

And the old man's body is also shaking, but the imperial city by the lake is like the ground moving at this moment, and many structurally unstable houses have begun to collapse.

Blood Feather Jun's bloodthirsty pupils stared at him: "You have become weaker, if you don't hold this immortal scroll, your sternum will be completely broken." ”

The Witch Lord looked at it coldly, he didn't talk nonsense, he looked at the masked woman standing behind the lake, and said loudly, "What are you waiting for?"

The woman said, "Let me bring this book back to the mountain gate, and I will kill it for you right now." ”

The witch lord's expression was gloomy: "Your famous immortal sect is also doing this trick of taking advantage of people's danger?"

The woman said: "I know that this immortal scroll is the true bearer of the fortune of the imperial city, and our immortal sect will take good care of it, but it can protect you Zhao Guo's peace." ”

"Whether the Zhao Kingdom is prosperous or declining, it is only in my hands. ”

The witch lord sneered, the scroll in his hand clenched even tighter, he didn't look at the woman again, turned the scroll to a certain page, and recited an extremely obscure incantation in his mouth.

Blood Feather Jun only felt that there was thunder in his ears, and he was equally angry in his heart, but he didn't rush forward, and the next moment, the lake water under its feet began to sink, and it only felt that something invisible, extremely heavy was pressing on its back, and it was about to knock it to the bottom of the lake.

That's the power of a city.

The woman looked at the red-feathered demon finch that was trying her best to resist, and sighed silently, and the sword in her hand slashed lightly, drawing clear ripples on the undulating lake.

That light sword, but the killing intent was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

After all, it is her duty to kill demons on this trip, and whether the witch master agrees to her conditions or not, she will use her sword.

At that moment, Blood Feather Jun truly felt cold all over.

Under the pressure of a city, how can it dodge this sword?

At this moment, in the imperial city, the bell happened to ring.

It was the bell at noon.

Blood Feather Jun's heart moved, this bell is the time it has agreed with His Highness, as long as it is delayed until this moment!

Now that the hour has come, why hasn't the imperial city moved at all?

Could it be that the dead girl had long planned to treat herself as an outcast?

If so......

The despair of certain death engulfed his heart, and the sword behind him was about to fall, but it had no strength to resist.

Zhao Xiang'er: I'm a ghost......

Before the resentful spell in his heart could be recited, a sword qi hit his back, and it spurted blood from its mouth and fell towards the lake, only to find that the sword was much lighter than he had imagined.

It seemed to sense something, and turned around sharply, only to find that the masked woman sword fairy had already turned around and didn't look at itself again.

And the witch master, who has a deep blood feud with him, did not fall on his eyes at this moment.

It found that on the surface of the lake, a figure formed by a flame appeared at some point.

The flame was indiscernible in shape, like a twisted electricity or a strange eye.

As soon as that figure appeared, a strong fear surged in its heart, and that fear was innate, as if it came from the depths of its blood, even more so than a sword that had just taken its life.

But it did not hesitate because of this mutation, as a bird, it did not fly upward, which was too conspicuous, but plunged directly into the lake.

It doesn't care what kind of demons and monsters it is, it just wants to seize this opportunity to escape at the moment.

The darkness at the bottom of the lake engulfed it, and it had hoped to become the demon king of Nanzhou, but at this moment, it dragged its seriously injured body, mobilizing the last strength of its body, like a lake fish stripped of its scales, and fled towards the depths of darkness in embarrassment.