Yuan Xue's words were full of confidence, obviously she was still a little girl less than twenty, but the momentum exuded from her body seemed to have been precipitated for thousands of years, enough to suppress everything in heaven and earth.

Ye Xinglu also met her eyes, although her face did not show it, she was already a little more vigilant in shock.

Yuan Xue's eyes have always been extremely clear, like a mirror that can reflect everything, when Ye Xinglu and Yuan Xue became friendly, on the one hand, it was because of the heartfelt care and love for this little sister with her own shadow before, and on the other hand, she had a great interest in herself, just when the cultivation realm was so poor, she could see through almost all her methods in the competition, which was enough to make her look at her differently, and even started the idea of coaxing her to agree to her accepting apprentices on behalf of her teacher while the Northern Meditation Cultivator was not paying attention, of course, after Yuan Xue carefully broke the idea, this idea was directly miscarried。

If it weren't for the fact that she really didn't have real malice towards Bei Mingxiu, she would never have been with her for so long, and Yuan Xue would not agree not to tell Bei Mingxiu about these things.

First come and then come, as it should be, she didn't pay attention to it at that time, but she also clearly felt that those clear and excessive eyes could really penetrate the depths of her heart. Even at that time, it seemed that only by being closely stared at her eyes could it be possible to see through the heart, but if you didn't even dare to touch the other party's gaze, wouldn't it directly indicate that there was a ghost in your heart?

At that time, she had already determined that Yuan Xue's potential far surpassed her and the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and even in the Holy Pavilion and even in the entire world, there should be no one who could cultivate better than her. As a result, within a few years, Akiyama Wasai was defeated by her sword in a dignified manner, and after a period of time, the little sister of the year had completely left her behind, and by the way, the world's top handful of people were suppressed, she may not be able to catch up with her in her life, although she knew that Yuan Xue had something extraordinary, she watched her become stronger day by day with a smile, and later learned that she was the reincarnation of the so-called divine artifact Xuanhuang Jian, and she didn't take it very seriously, no matter what happened in her previous life, Yuan Xue was always Yuan Xue, as the heir of the sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, she had already become the climate, and now she can eat wherever she goes, where do you need others to worry about？

Today's Ye Xinglu would prefer to see Yuan Xue have the strength to be strong enough to be proud of the world, so that she can protect herself under the threat of Dongfang Xin, but now the inexplicable meaning in Yuan Xue's eyes is as if a god is in the world, and he looks at everything in the world without emotion, which does not make her vigilant and worried.

But in the next second, Yuan Xue smiled in the direction she was, and the vividness on her face swept away the indifference that belonged to divinity, and the worries in her heart disappeared.

With that one with a slightly playful smile alone, the one in front of him was a living Yuan Xue, not a cold so-called artifact.

"In that case, play beautifully, don't embarrass the Snow Peak Sword Sect!"

Yuan Xue nodded happily, as if there was no pressure in her heart, and she looked in the other direction and bowed.

Sect Master Han of the Snow Peak Sword Sect had already suffered a serious loss of spiritual power at this moment, and in the two spirit formations, she had almost completely failed to retain her strength, even if she was an old ninth-order powerhouse, she could not withstand such a huge consumption.

She nodded to Yuan Xue with satisfaction, and waved her sleeves at the same time.

Judging the whisk of the Han Sect Master

Whether the sleeves are angry or not, the disciples in the Xuefeng Sword Sect have a simple and easy-to-understand judgment method, if the sect master turns his back after brushing his sleeves, he is really angry, if he doesn't even look at the slightest afterglow, even if he asks for a punishment, he may not be able to settle it, but if it is a calm face, it is a simple signal: you can do it yourself.

For the junior who she really paid attention to, in the eyes of outsiders, the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, who could make children stop crying, was actually a very talkative elder.

Although Yuan Xue has always been a disciple of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, Sect Master Han has to admit that Yuan Xue's current style of acting is largely influenced by the Northern Meditation Sect, and it has long been quite different from the policy of the Snow Peak Sword Sect itself.

Before meeting the Northern Meditation Cultivator, Yuan Xue had always been in a state of drifting and obscurity, not mediocre in the Snow Peak Sword Sect, but it was by no means outstanding, basically he had no potential, but he just couldn't play it, and he didn't want to work his own. Fortunately, she has a senior sister Si Xiang who loves her, and Si Xiang, under her instruction, brought this little junior sister who is not worrying to enter the WTO, and under the traction of rumors in the rivers and lakes, they came to the node of fate in Fengyunzhai together.

That trip to the WTO was not only a kind of tempering for Si Xiang himself, but also an urge for Yuan Xue, who had always had extremely high expectations for the two of them.

It's just that she didn't expect that Si Xiang couldn't resist the desire for revenge in that sad place after all, and set off a bloody storm there, and finally voluntarily died in the hands of the Northern Meditation Cultivator to atone for the blood debt in her hands, and Yuan Xue was entrusted by her to the Northern Meditation Cultivator, thus starting the journey of 10,000 miles.

After the Northern Immortal Cultivator took Yuan Xue to the Snow Peak Sword Sect, she was already thinking about whether to let her die directly. The Snow Peak Sword Sect has never acted reasonably, not to mention that Bei Ming Xiu killed Si Xiang, she already has a reason when she comes out of the sword, so why do you need to care about any reason.

That was the first time she really felt the unusually close connection between the Northern Meditation Cultivator and Yuan Xue, and it was also the first time in those years that she restrained her thoughts under the persuasion of others, and it was not long after this that she got a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of Yuan Xue's identity, so she chose to guide her growth in her own way, not only for the Snow Peak Sword Sect, but also for the entire world.

She had seen the monstrous sea of blood in the Sword Demon Rebellion, the chaos within the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and the old man who had been fighting for decades and could have been at home for the rest of his life before taking charge of the scorching sun after the turmoil of the rebellion in Zhongzhou City...... Everyone in the world knows that the sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect is conceited and arrogant, but they don't know that before something happens, she is more worried about the country and the people than Shen Yuxi.

Shen Yuxi is the greatest alliance leader in the history of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, he has spent almost his life to maintain peace and stability in the human world, turning the tide of the tide, supporting the building to fall, and he has not really lived in peace for a few days until he died.

She didn't want to be such a person again, but she hoped that Yuan Xue would be able to comprehend that spirit, and she would also completely cultivate Yuan Xue as the next sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, but in the end, it was the Northern Meditation Cultivator who left her the deepest influence.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator, the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, was extremely far away from Shen Yuxi in her heart, and was even inferior to Qiu Fengchun.

Shen Yuxi has the world in mind and practices his creed all his life.

Qiu Fengchun's troubles in the human world are unforgivable, but before he tears off his disguise, Zhongzhou City can be described as an iron bucket, which is enough to cover up all the internal filth and evil.

It seems that all the cracks in the city can't affect the strong walls of Zhongzhou City, and she even suspected that the news of colluding with the rebels in the human world was leaked by him himself, but with Qiu Fengchun's hand, he couldn't stay out of it, which was really a bit unbelievable.

Compared with the previous two alliance leaders, the Northern Meditation Cultivation is more like a product of the current situation of catching ducks on the shelves, taking advantage of the aftermath of the predecessors and the post-war reflection to stand on the ground, because of Yuan Xue, she has paid a lot of attention to the Northern Meditation Cultivation, and the more she sees it, the more disappointed she feels, but this is from the position of the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, if it is changed to another position, she will appreciate the Northern Meditation Cultivation's style very much, and she also acquiesces to Yuan Xue to practice this style of practice.

The Northern Meditation Cultivation takes the mind first, and the things that are determined rarely change, even if the whole world is against him, he can not fall into his heart, Yuan Xue is the same, and her mind will be greatly affected by the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

The sword moves with his heart and goes with his heart, this is the core of the sword path of the Shoreless Sword Peak, even if Sect Master Han is not very comfortable in his heart, Yuan Xue is already a disciple of the Shoreless Sword Peak.

Now, Yuan Xue no longer suppressed her strength, and created a mirror shadow in the sky that she, the sect master, could not compete with at all, let alone her, now there are only a few immortals in the world, and no one can fight against these countless mirror shadows alone.

In other words, today's Yuan Xue should be the first person in the world.

......

Yuan Xue's eyes were fixed on Dongfang Xin.

She knew what it meant for her to turn back halfway, even if she had done her best to control the power in her body, to face Dongfang Xin, who had almost completely suppressed him between the lightning and flint before, the terrifying oppression still had to choke her throat.

Just now, she was suppressed by Dongfang Xin and almost couldn't fight back, but now she has to fight with the purpose of killing the other party, and it is not so easy to maintain her mood after all.

Yuan Xue took a deep breath, her right hand clenched Qiushui, and her left hand was still unconsciously placed on her slightly undulating chest, even though all the movements on her body showed her nervousness, her mirror-like eyes were already firmly aimed at Dongfang Xin, who had not yet completely broken free from the illusion.

A mirror can reflect everything in front of the mirror, and it is used to dress properly and be the heart.

Xuanhuangjian is far from being comparable to ordinary mirrors.

Under her gaze, any thoughts buried in her heart will have nothing to hide.

But what she saw from Dongfang Xin was still blank.

Blankness does not mean that there is no existence at all, but also represents absolute loneliness, and his inner world is so lifeless.

"As the only master of heaven and earth, of course, you don't need feelings, let alone any ties. ”

Dongfang Xin's voice swept all directions, and his expression was indifferent, as if the obsession that had been precipitated for thousands of years had not affected him at all.

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Yutai Yimeng, and he almost couldn't stand, and the Dream Sword was also dim, as if he had been injured a lot.

"Xuanhuang Jian can reflect everything in the mirror, I should be in the mirror now. ”

Dongfang Xin squinted at the sky and looked indifferent.

The shadow of the longitudinal mirror covers the sky and the sun, and Xuanhuangjian's divine power reaches the sky, and he still won't be put in his eyes.

"Is it self-shattering, or I'll do it myself, you choose one yourself. ”