Chapter 40: He's Wounded

Since this woman has been bewitched by the monster and is now trapped by the formation, it is not a way for her to be liberated. That monster may also be nearby, so it's better to use this woman to lure that monster out to prevent future troubles!"

As Mo Xiaosheng spoke, he threw a green flag representing the nature of the wood.

When wood meets fire, it fuels fire.

In an instant, Yi Qiuxue was stinging from the flames, and she had to concentrate on summoning the Lan Tian Sword.

A wave of turquoise sword light escaped from the center of her brow.

With a "snap", an arc of half-moon-shaped sword rushed towards the top of the demon extermination array, the sword qi was wide open, and a crack was pierced at the top of the array, and Yi Qiuxue flew out of the formation in an instant.

"This is ......" The three Xuantian Sect disciples were dumbfounded.

Probably these people have never seen such an artifact as the Lan Tian Sword, and they can't understand how an ordinary woman can have the ability to summon an artifact?

"The master is mighty!" Qiuqiu's body shook, instantly became larger, and steadily humped Yi Qiuxue.

This is the first time Qiuqiu has been used as a mount for Yi Qiuxue, the reason is nothing more than the last time Yi Qiuxue rode on Bai Ze's back, and that excitement made Qiuqiu realize that it was actually even better than Bai Ze, and the nine-tailed foxes were piled up, and the nine-tailed cats were rare.

One person and one cat looked at the deflated three people coldly, and Qiuqiu smacked his lips and said, "A bunch of fools!"

Haven't figured out what's going on?

I saw a red light splitting in, and the two were instantly covered by the red light.

The red light was evil, and the three of them immediately fell into pain.

The cold and cold red robe appeared brightly opposite Yi Qiuxue.

"This couple is Xuantian's apprentice grandson, and I want to send a gift to Xuantian, but this couple has collided!"

As he spoke, the red light became as sharp as a sword, and the three people in the light lay on the ground and howled as if they were killing pigs.

Yi Qiuxue thought, he can be regarded as being taught by Xuantian Master himself, although he has not officially entered the Xuantian Gate, he is also regarded as the outer disciple of Xuantian Master, and now he sees his fellow disciples suffering, if he really stands by and takes care of it, he will have no face when he sees Xuantian Master in the future, besides, Leng Han is a demon, if she is indifferent, it is equivalent to dancing with the demon.

Although she is a dish, she is very clear about what she is not doing, and this is the time when she should confess her position.

I saw her clenching the Lan Tian Sword and shouting, "Let them go!"

Leng Coldhan turned his head to look at Yi Qiuxue, a pair of fox eyes were full of murderous aura, and the corners of his lips raised: "You want to help Xuantian deal with this seat?"

"Where...... I just can't see blood!"

Yi Qiuxue didn't know what kind of wind Leng Han was smoking, her temper was so big, she wanted to kill as soon as she came.

"Then get used to it first!"

Leng Han said as he recited the incantation.

The three people in the red light spat blood from their mouths and convulsed on the ground.

Yi Qiuxue swung her sword and stabbed it.

But her cultivation is not deep in the end, and she was thrown down by a cold and cold sleeve wind, if it weren't for Lan Tianjian protecting her with sword qi, under this sleeve, her internal organs would definitely be cracked.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong ......" a piano sound came from the clouds above the cold cold.

The cold eyes sank, and he shouted towards the clouds: "Xuantian, since you are here, show yourself quickly, and don't pretend to be a ghost to scare Lao Tzu!"

"Master, Grandpa!" The three people who were shrouded in red light endured severe pain as if they had seen a savior, and knelt down to the clouds above.

Yi Qiuxue stood aside with a sword, in her opinion, Xuantian Master should not have arrived here, he just used a Ten Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Technique to drag Leng Yanhan.

This is not like his usual style.

In addition, Leng Yanhan and Xuantian Master are not more than 10,000 times competitive, and he is not sure about the reality of Xuantian Master, so he can only see the method of dismantling the move to lure Xuantian Master out.

The people on the clouds did not respond, and the sound of the harp still echoed in everyone's ears.

Leng Han waited for a while, and seeing that the people on the clouds did not react, he vaguely sensed that he was on the road, and slashed at the clouds.

With this palm, he used eight successful forces to directly slap the cloud apart.

The sky was originally clear, but because of the strong wind in his palm, the sky was dark.

When everyone thought that Xuantian Master would not appear, they saw a purple light falling from the sky, and a man in a purple robe and a silver mask appeared.

"Master, you are finally here, we are saved!"

The three Xuantian Sect disciples shouted at the Xuantian Master.

Xuantian Master glanced at this, turned his head and said coldly: "Just now your palm only used eight successes, obviously, you are an old injury that has not healed, if the deity wins you, it is obviously a victory without martial arts, so, the deity seems to take advantage of you, if this is spread, it will damage the reputation of the deity, this kind of thing, the deity will never do it!"

Master Xuantian stood there like a purple lotus, with a clear and dusty temperament, which made people worship when they saw it.

Those three Xuantianmen disciples have not seen their master and grandfather appear for a long time, and today they are fortunate to be able to see the three lives of Dajue, and their eyes are full of worship.

Xuantian Master thought that he had neglected the discipline of the disciples below, so he let them not distinguish between demons and demons, and set up a demon extermination array in Xingyue City, which obviously lost the face of Xuantian Gate.

But he has always been a protective person, even if his own disciples make mistakes, he will not punish in front of outsiders, and he stands up with his hands and says: "You are not good at learning, the deity will not pursue you for the time being, and when you return to the door, the deity will call your master!

The three Xuantian Sect disciples knew that they had done something embarrassing, and they had no face to continue to show up in front of their master, and after bowing to Xuantian Master three times, they hurriedly flashed.

"Not leaving?" After the couple left, Xuantian Master turned to ask Yi Qiuxue.

Yi Qiuxue faced him through the mask.

In Yi Qiuxue's opinion, today's Xuantian Master was a little different from what she had seen a few times before, although his eyes were still always cold, she felt that he was a little unrefreshed.

A thought arose: he was hurt!

Thinking about this, he glanced at Xuantian Master a few more times from time to time.

Seeing that his lips were pale, he confirmed his guess.

It's a pity that she can't ask him if she doesn't know how to transmit sounds, and just thinking about it, Master Xuantian sent a voice to her: "It's inconvenient for the deity to make a move today, or you can teach this old fox a lesson for the deity." ”

Yi Qiuxue's mouth fluttered in shock.

She thought, but with this little bit of cultivation, where can she fight too coldly?

"Yi Qiuxue, listen well, the deity is now passing on your Xuantianmen swordsmanship, you have to keep it in mind!"

Without waiting for Yi Qiuxue to agree, a series of formulas, accompanied by a pair of vivid legends, instantly appeared in Yi Qiuxue's mind.

Obviously, these swordsmanship moves were something she had never seen before, but she felt very familiar.

When she opened her eyes again, a powerful Xuan Qi escaped from the dantian, and the spirit core, which was originally no more than the size of bean sprouts, instantly became as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

The bones of her body were indescribably light and powerful, and she waved the Lantian Sword in her wrist, emitting a blue light like a wave that had just been stirred up.

Not only that, Yi Qiuxue has a circle of colorful light on her body, which makes Leng Yanhan feel very dazzling.

The fox's eyes narrowed: "You are still brainwashed by Xuantian's bull's nose, that's it, since you have no intention of being used by this seat, then this seat will not tolerate you anymore, today is either you die or I die! Little girl, be careful!"

As he spoke, he spread his palms and condensed a large knife glowing with a strange purple light.