Chapter 2 The wind and dust are gone, and the heart is not extinguished

They didn't take what she said to heart at all, and pinched the sword control between their fingers, and the sword qi was everywhere in an instant.

Mo Chen, who was dressed in a black robe, raised his eyebrows and looked angry, and there was a sense of righteousness around him.

"Stop talking nonsense, today is your time of death. We will do the right thing for heaven and get rid of you, the wicked.

Feng Xuan Sword Array!"

As soon as he gave the order, the swords in the hands of the four of them transformed into dozens of swords with great spiritual light, forming a circle, trapping Qingge in the middle of the sword array.

In order to prevent accidents, they did not engage in a move duel with her, but directly used the strongest sword formation they had created.

The four of them silently recited their mental methods in unison, and the sword array slowly began to narrow down with a strong sword qi.

The surrounding trees were affected by the sword qi and shook slightly. Some of the fresh leaves were swept by the sword qi, like green butterflies, falling to the ground.

In the gray moonlit night, a unique picture was weaved.

The sword formation stopped about four feet away from Qingge with the hearts of the four people, as if it was blocked by an invisible force, and it stopped.

Their hands on the sword were already a little difficult, but the Qing Ge in the sword formation still had no change in color, and was not affected by the sword formation at all. There are even some who are careless, as if they don't pay attention to their attacks at all.

A lazy voice spilled out of her lips.

"Hehe, who is my Dao? It turns out to be the famous Xuan, Feng, Dust, and Jue in the Xianmen Scattered Cultivation!"

Seeing her look so calm, the four of them were a little panicked.

Jiang Linfeng, who was the leader, had a thick doubt floating between his eyebrows.

"In order to succeed in one blow, the Feng Xuan Sword Array poured all the cultivation of the four of us into it, and she seemed to be fearless. Could it be that her cultivation has really reached such a powerful point?"

Mo Chen's eyes were also full of incredulity.

"Impossible! Didn't you say that twenty-one years ago, Youhuai Jun abolished all of her cultivation? even if she had a high-grade spiritual weapon in her hand, even if she cultivated for another twenty years, she would not be able to be so powerful. ”

In fact, at the end of the day, they just won't admit defeat.

Although Xuan, Feng, Chen, and Jue are not orthodox Xianmen monks, they are also well-known leaders in scattered cultivation. Cultivation is no less than some of the orthodox disciples of the Immortal Sect, and even among the entire cultivation realm, it is quite famous.

It's just that now, in front of the woman who was abolished twenty-one years ago, she lost her hand, which made them a little unhappy at the same time.

Qingge listened to their words and felt ridiculous. is so pretentious, and delusional to come to take her life.

I don't know if they were too naïve, or if the people who invited them were too shrewd. Either way, though, it didn't matter to her anymore.

"When you're done, it's my turn!"

Qingge sneered between her lips, her jade fingers gently gripping the handle of the umbrella.

The lowered eyelids lifted slightly, and the 'Jade Bone' lay horizontally in front of her, waiting for her command.

Xuan, Feng, Chen, and Jue were deeply shocked by her move, and they could manipulate the sword at will without the need for a sword technique.

Wait, where did her sword come from? If memory serves, her sword wasn't carried on her body, nor was it in any storage bag, but it was directly in her hand and shaped out of thin air.

Then they are just clowns to her.

At this moment, the four of them really realized that the seemingly weak and abolished woman in front of them was so unfathomable.

Qingge saw the shock on their faces, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even bigger, with a deep playfulness.

With a chuckle, the 'jade bone' was full of inspiration, and he circled around Qingge.

A 'Zheng Zheng' sound sounded, and the Fengxuan Sword Formation formed by the four of them was easily broken by her 'Jade Bone'.

The sword array was infused with all their cultivation, and when the sword formation was broken, the cultivation was damaged. The four were shocked five meters away, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

As all movements stopped, the 'Jade Bone' disappeared in front of their eyes.

"They have said that you will give your life here tonight, but you don't believe it. By the way, I didn't guess who sent you just now?"

Xuan, wind, dust, and Ning Jue sneered.

"Joke, the four of us are not from the Immortal Sect, and we are not attached to any sect family, so who is the one who assigns us?"

Qingge didn't pay much attention to his words, and still looked casual.

"It doesn't matter, even if it's a heinous crime, what can you people do to me except for a moment of quick tongue?"

Fang Qingxuan raised his voice and said, "Today, burying it in your hands is not enough for our cultivation. However, a demon like you who is so guilty of such a heinous crime, since someone does the way for heaven, will one day be killed by the Immortal Gate!"

Qingge's beautiful eyes sank, and she lost the playfulness just now, her body was glowing with a strange red light, and her eyes instantly turned blood-red mixed with a few faint golden wisps.

Her right arm stretched out, and she grabbed Fang Qingxuan's neck in the air, hanging him in mid-air. The resentment in his eyes is clear at a glance.

"Qingxuan!" the other three exhaled in unison.

There was a hint of sarcasm on Qingge's face.

"Demon, killing, hehe...... At the beginning, the major immortal sects gathered in the tide and wanted to kill me.

All the sins have been paid off, but now twenty-one years have passed, but they are still chasing after me. I'm afraid that the way of doing things for heaven is fake, and snatching the artifact in my hand is real!

You keep saying that you want to do the right thing for heaven, but I want to ask, which heaven is it for, and which way is it going!"

As soon as Qing Geyu's hand was raised, the man named Fang Qingxuan was thrown on the trunk of a tree, rolled twice and lay on the ground.

Jiang Linfeng hurriedly dragged his injured body forward to investigate, and found that he still had a trace of breath, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingge's eyes instantly returned to their previous coldness and depth.

The four of them no longer had any words or movements, as if they were waiting for the last moment of their lives.

However, apart from the tactful, clear, slightly cold voice, they didn't wait for any movement from the empress.

"Fang Qingxuan, Jiang Linfeng, Mo Chen, Ning Jue, righteous and awe-inspiring, open-minded and frank. There is no door and no faction, and he is dedicated to cultivating immortals and asking questions, punishing evil and promoting good.

The four of them coincided and became a legendary story in the fairy gate, and they gave the nickname 'Xuanfeng Dust'. ”

At the end, a deep sigh came out of Qingge's nose.

It's just a pity that the breeze-like Youhuaijun is no longer there. Otherwise, such a bright gentleman like a pearl, if it is attributed to his tide career, how fortunate it should be.

They don't understand why she's saying this! They have been walking in the world for decades, and they have never asked about the rights and wrongs of the major immortal sects.

It was only when I heard the Xianmen monk talk about the evil that made people smell and change their color, that they wanted to do the right thing for the heavens and have been tracking her for so long.

However, she knows them all out. and the artifact she said in her mouth, which once made the four of them fall into unbelievable.

Qingge snorted and ignored them, holding the umbrella and walking away, leaving all their doubts in the thick of the night.

In the cool moonlight, the black deceased umbrella glowed red. Just now, the charming and handsome man appeared under the umbrella.

"Why do you want me to let them go?"

Qingge stopped and stared at him with raised eyebrows.

"If you dare to control my body movements at will in the future, don't blame me for taking the Spirit Lock Ring and letting you disappear into this world!"

As she spoke, she raised her right hand.

On the wrist under the wide sleeves, a colorful glass bracelet looms, shining in the moonlight.

The man chuckled helplessly, not displeased by her threat.

"Alas, I didn't expect you to be so kind after so many things. It's just that if you let them go, did they ever think of letting you go?"

Qingge bit her lip lightly, a touch of loss appeared in her eyes, and her soft lips opened lightly, and she wanted to speak again.

The man didn't ask her what she wanted to say, just stood quietly in front of her, raised his hand over her slender jade hand holding the handle of the umbrella, and waited for her response.

For a long time, the corners of Qingge's lips lifted slightly.

Such a simple action, as if it took her a lot of strength, the man held her hand, and couldn't help but be more gentle.