The woman's heart fluctuated a lot when she was mentioned by the sword fairy about those past events that she couldn't let go.

I wanted to end this battle quickly and find a place to adjust my mood, but when I saw that Jian Qi Immortal wanted to leave this final blow to her, but she made a more irrelevant appearance than her, she immediately didn't want to do it.

She can be a sideline observer of her own business, but others can't. Especially the Sword Immortal, absolutely not.

Anyway, this demon is already a thing in the picture, so what's there to worry about?

What's more, there is an unknown decision that has not been made.

That decision should only be made as a last resort.

The woman did not refuse outright, nor did she appear unhappy. Instead, there was a dancing feather fan, and without saying a word, he immediately greeted the demon who pounced.

She was just slapped out by the Majin with a palm.

When he was slapped away, Shang let out a scream. It looks like a disparity in strength, hitting a stone with an egg.

The woman's scream was vivid and vivid. The scream not only shocked the sword fairy's heart, but even the demon's angry demon eyes paused.

The demon knew the woman's temper and her ways.

This woman's style has always been that if she can use her hands, she will never move her mouth, and if you don't accept it, then you will be beaten until you are convinced. When he goes crazy, he is more terrible than a demon, and more like a demon than a demon.

Especially in the battle 600 years ago, this woman played the role of the main force, both offensive and defensive. The Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain just responded a few times on the side, and by the way, he slapped the woman and sent the woman into reincarnation.

Now, how did this woman become so polite and vulnerable?

Although the demon was shocked, he did not relax in the slightest. A demonic aura like thick ink has broken through the talisman of the Sword Immortal and rolled straight towards the Sword Immortal.

The little pervert has been hanging in the air in the distance.

She couldn't see this battle of immortals and demons above the huge gossip, but the sword shadows pouring out of her eyes could see it clearly.

The little perverted girl was anxious, for fear that these sword shadows with no eyes would stab themselves into a hornet's nest. However, the sword shadows walked away as if they had eyes.

The little pervert who can imagine how fierce this battle of immortals and demons is, is very puzzled.

What did her mother do when she waved her sleeve here? Did she want her to help? I am afraid that before she got close, she would already die and have no place to be buried.

Do you want her to feel like she's there? If so, why do you want to control her and make her unable to move?

The little pervert girl can be sure that since her mother didn't wave her off here because she wanted to sever the mother-daughter relationship with her, then her mother must have other purposes in doing this.

Motherhood is never a matter of insignificance.

The little perverted girl thought about it, and unconsciously had an ominous premonition in her heart...

In this supreme battle of immortals and demons, there is no room for slackness. The sword fairy didn't expect the woman to come to such a hand, but she refused to make a move until now, and let the demon come up and fight hard.

The Sword Immortal had no choice but to respond in a hurry.

The sword is pointing between his hands.

Suddenly he turned around and pointed at the waves of demonic flames that surged up to him.

The demon was originally the soul of the righteous god in the sky, and he had a heavenly god cultivation that was proud of the world's immortal realm, although he made a lot of discounts after stealing the mortal world against the heavens, he still maintained an unfathomable realm. Far from being comparable to the average immortal.

The sword immortal realizes the sword and becomes an immortal, and he bears the life of the world's swordsmanship, and there is no one in a thousand years. But after all, he can't take the trick of the demon with the heart of burning jade in a hurry.

The sword finger pointed out by the sword immortal, and as soon as the void touched the palm of the demon, the entire immortal body swept back with the power of the demon's palm.

In front of and behind the immortal body, a golden innate sword Qi body that was more than ten zhang long was shaped like a giant sword. The finger of the sword is the tip of this greatsword.

After sweeping out a few hundred zhang, the sword qi in front of the sword finger shrank and shrank, and it was already in decline. The true element in the body also began to move uncontrollably.

The demonic man pounced on him, leaving a long black mark behind him.

The left palm is flipped over, and the palm is out. The palm power that touched the heavens and the earth was like a wave in the sky rolling towards the Sword Immortal.

sneered: "Sword Immortal, I want to see how you can defeat me with your own strength!"

The sword fairy did not answer.

He glanced at the woman silently.

The woman covered her chest with a feather fan made of Luo Shu, her red lips were bloodstained, and she looked seriously injured and helpless: "Sentiment Fairy, I'm really sorry, I haven't recovered my true body yet, I'm not his opponent, I guess... Estimate... I guess it will... You've got to protect me..."

For thousands of years, the Sword Immortal had a trace of contempt in his eyes, which were as indifferent as water.

In his heart, he seemed to have understood why the Heavenly Master on Longhu Mountain had turned a blind eye to this woman's infatuation for so many years.

The feeling is that the heavenly master is also afraid of being cheated by this woman. Once this woman is in trouble, she will not only be able to sweep her daughter off the cliff, but she will also be able to pit others to death.

The sword momentum was swallowed up by the demon wave, and the sword immortal who had almost fallen into the demon wave was a little lucky.

I am glad that I am not a human, but an immortal. Immortal of the sword.

At that moment, the sword heart was condensed, and seven figures appeared in the back.

The seven figures were in a big "zigzag", and they flashed behind them in turn. Finally, the figure fell five hundred feet away.

As soon as the seventh figure settled, the six figures in front of him, along with the body that had fallen under the power of the demon, turned into the seventh figure together.

The Sword Immortal avoided the two palms of the demon, but instead of using his own supernatural powers, he used "Treading Snow and Snow Plum".

From the god of the void son Yu Ji Yan.

The woman who had the heart to not let the Sword Immortal stand by and watch, since the Sword Immortal's gaze was removed, her chest did not hurt, and the blood stains on the corners of her lips disappeared.

The feather fan in hand shook again.

Seeing that the sword of the sword fairy was exhausted, and it was about to fall into the hands of the demons, and he could no longer care about himself like himself, and his mood seemed to be a little better.

But when I saw the sword fairy using "stepping on blood to find plums", he got out from under the palm of the demon, and he looked a little lost.

"Sentiment Immortal, you are really a collection of the strengths of a hundred schools, and even the blood and plum hunting of the gods have been learned by you. When did you get to this point?"

The woman's tone and expression were complex.

This sentence is also meaningful. At first listen, people feel that they are ridiculing the sword fairy, but when they listen carefully, it seems to have another deep meaning.

No matter what the woman meant, the sword fairy pretended not to hear.

At this time, if you listen to the woman's words, it is not as simple as having a heart, but I am afraid that I will have to turn my face with the woman on the spot.

The left hand turned into a sword finger again, raised it diagonally in the air, turned his wrist, and said softly:

"Sword - Yunyou!"

As soon as the word fell, the fourth move Sword Immortal Twelve Absolute Styles came out.

Under the river map of countless rivers and mountains, thousands of sword shadows flew down in front of the sword fingers of the sword immortals.

Ten thousand swords become a forest, overlapping and overlapping. The edge is like the sun.

The sword fingers of the sword fairy turned into a semicircle, and thousands of sword forests surged into six or seven graceful arcs along with the sword fingers.

It was as if a graceful fairy was dancing, and the sash on her body was flying in the wind.

The scene was dreamlike and extremely changeable.

As soon as the demon arrived, six or seven sword arcs immediately pounced like a dragon sneaking in the air.

The demon who was forced by the sword fairy to lose the opportunity to escape was determined to make the sword fairy pay the due price. Even if he entered the river map left by the ancient gods and was sent out to see the so-called innate Dao heart, he had to pull the sword to be willing.

The demons do not dodge, and they are not afraid. Let countless sword shadows shoot out, but still go straight up.

He is not afraid of death and will not die. There is no sword in this world that can kill him.

Even if it was a sword immortal, even if it was the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, he couldn't do it.

The demon walked forward with the shadow of the sword, although his steps were difficult and his body was devastation, but after all, he was close to the sword fairy.

Layers of sword shadows and demonic flames were intertwined, the demon's fleshless face loomed, and a miserable and vicious voice came out of it: "Sword Immortal, if you can't kill me, I will kill you!"

There was a hint of worry between the sword immortal's immortal eyebrows.

It's not about his own life or death, but about how to send this demon into the river map.

The sky-like river map only sealed the escape path of the demons, and could not actively suck the demons into it.

If it continues like this, his own life and death are still secondary, and he is afraid that other demon souls similar to demons will be induced, and something unexpected will happen.

The sword fairy looked at the woman again.

Seeing that the sword fairy couldn't put this demon evenly, and couldn't force the demon into the woman who was still a little dangerous in the picture, when the sword fairy made the fourth move and the demon pounced into the sword shadow, her face had already changed.

Seeing this by the sword fairy, the woman's face sank even more completely.

I had to say truthfully: "Although I am suspected of cheating you, I really haven't fully recovered my true body, even if I make a move, it's in vain, it won't help at all, if I am injured, the recovery period will be delayed..."

The woman's words were not finished, and the corner of her eyes inexplicably skimmed to the little perverted girl.

sighed silently in his heart: "Is it really the only way to do this..."

When the sword fairy heard the woman's words, her eyes were full of words.

I don't know if this woman is trapped by love and lost her mind, or if she is doing things more and more recklessly.

The Sword Immortal didn't have the time to worry about the woman so much, so he could only let these thoughts flash through his heart.

With a long sigh, he raised his head from under the river map, looked at the sky, and said a sentence in his mouth: "Zhu Xianren, Meishan knows each other, and it is already scattered." Can you help the cactus with a palm?"

The sound was not loud, but it was like a heavenly sound, reaching directly above the nine heavens.

The woman's heart was shocked, and she looked up at the sky.

Standing outside the gate of heaven, the city gate slowly opened.

A thick voice like a bell, with a pale yellow palm print, came out of the door like a meteor.

"On the Yellow Mountain, give the east seashore. The god is empty, who knows the old man's heart!"

"Since it is a friend of Meishan, the old man will help you with a palm!"

"Palm-go-"

As soon as the words fell, the pale yellow palm prints immediately appeared in the eyes of the sword fairy and the woman.

The palm print is unremarkable. It's an ordinary old man's palm, which is nothing more than a much, much larger palm than an ordinary hand.

The palm prints on the palms and the joints of the fingers are clearly visible.

There is no cultivator's qi like fire, and there is no immortal person's true qi. Not even the most basic whirring wind.

In this way, a mediocre fleshy palm forced the six-clawed black dragon with divine power to flee in all directions.

But under the palm of the flesh, there is nowhere to escape.

The six-clawed black dragon was pressed down by the palm of that hand, along with the river map.

As soon as the sword fairy retracted his sword finger, he was casting "stepping on snow and snow plums", and he flashed out hundreds of zhang away.

The river map suspended in the sky is like a huge net, and it will be closed with the palm of the flesh that slowly closes its fingers.

The silver-white back of the river map fell right in front of the sword fairy's eyes.

The demon who was besieged under the picture roared angrily towards the flesh palm: "Li Yuzhi, in the name of the Emperor of Heaven, I curse you not to die!"

I tried to clash a few times, but the flames scattered in all directions, but I couldn't stop it at all. I had no choice but to rush towards the opening that was about to close.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Hold Hetu's palm and shake it gently. The river map left by Fu Xi was immediately folded in half under his palm.

All the sounds and flames of the entire abyss disappeared from my ears at the moment of merging.

The pale yellow palm prints also disappeared.

The river map is like a landscape painting, silently falling on the huge bronze gossip.

The woman did not go to pick up the picture.

Instead, he waved his feather fan at the little pervert and untied the control of the little pervert.

Without waiting for the little perverted girl to react, she suddenly flashed up and kicked on the little perverted girl again.

The little perverted girl screamed "ah", flew out more than ten feet before she stabilized her figure, and cried bitterly: "Mother, you... Aren't you afraid of kicking me to death?"

The woman's face was extremely low, and she had a smile like spring breeze and rain: "I just kicked you, it's my mother's fault, but this time I kicked you because my mother was happy." ”