However, he didn't understand what the two were talking about at all. There seems to be some kind of connection between them, and he is isolated. After thinking about it, I felt that their temperaments were very similar.

Xiyun suddenly said, "I heard that the descendants of the Holy Land are shouldering the heavy responsibility of destroying demons and solving this great calamity. Are you here because I'm a demon?"

The clean eyes blinked suspiciously. Xiyun knew that the two of them were framed, but why was he so suspicious, as if he really suspected that he was a devil?

Ling Feiyan said: "When the demon tribulation was getting closer and closer, my master once saw the terrifying scene of blood rain falling from the sky, a bald monk tortured and killed Bafang, stepping on the blood of the corpse mountain. So when I heard about you, I came to see, but now I'm sure you're not the devil. ”

She hid it from Huang Qi, but frankly admitted to Xiyun that it was because nothing happened in her eyes just now, but in fact, the hearts of the two collided strangely.

The exercises they practice have similar characteristics. In the cool breeze and bright moonlight, everything is crystal clear. They had a pair of eyes, and their minds naturally and strangely fused together. They don't know anything about each other's previous experiences, but they already know each other in their hearts.

It's right to feel that these two people are similar in temperament, but why can't you understand their conversation? It doesn't need to be explained, he has given up the idea of understanding Xiyun, perverted! Now there is another pervert! He thinks there is no danger, so he wants to leave, but when he hears "The calamity is coming", he immediately feels scared and can't move his steps.

Xiyun frowned slightly. "I can feel your fear of the catastrophe, but I can't avoid it. “

Ling Feiyan sighed, "Yes. There is no escaping the people who should come. "Slowly pull out a sword as cool as moonlight from behind your right shoulder.

A clear face-shifting, which one is this?

At this time, Xiyun also handed Zizhu forward to his shoulder, his face solemn and calm.

I cleared my throat and couldn't help but say, "What are you doing?" I didn't think it was dangerous just now, but now my back is cold. The descendants of the Holy Land are endowed with unique gifts. Needless to say, they have superb martial arts. However, their status and charisma are their greatest strengths. Brother, don't mess with her, you take the bamboo back.

Xiyun ignored many words in his clear eyes. His left hand pushed him back and said, "You stand back." ”

Ling Feiyan's right arm was raised to shoulder height, and his long sword stretched straight without trembling at all. Breathing also changes. The weather is as cold as the moon, and the sword is as cold as water.

Liu Qing said that knowing that the First World War between the two was inevitable, he had to take a step back, but he couldn't think of a reason. Just now, you praised me well, and I also praised you well. Why is this happening?

Lian Ming couldn't even tell whether the two were friends or enemies, and his words were obviously polite, but his hands were extremely simple. If it was an ordinary person, but the other party represented the Holy Land Ethereal Pavilion, once the news spread, it would be more serious than offending the Qingyun Sword Sect and Iron Fist, and the entire martial arts would regard these two as demons and attack them together.

However, his heart was a little agitated. Fifty years ago, the last descendant of the Holy Land to join the WTO was Hao Jian of Sword God Shanwan. It is said that the Ethereal Pavilion is the oldest of the four holy places and represents the Ethereal Pavilion in the rivers and lakes. How good is Ling Feiyan, she looks like she is only 20 years old. Can such a delicate woman really shoulder the heavy responsibility of destroying demons and defending the Dao? Ling Feiyan fired, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, the distance of four zhang seemed to be only one step away, and she didn't even feel that her feet had moved.

Jie was taken aback, this posture alone was enough to stand out.

Ling Feiyan's sword stabbed diagonally like a straight line. Xiyun's 0x51A bore and belly were covered by her sword.

Zheng was slightly clean, although this sword was good, it didn't seem to have reached the height of the Holy Land, and the Qingyun Sword Technique was also a little worse. He turned around and thought, "Is she ruthless?"

Sure enough, Xiyun pushed his right shoulder forward, and Zizhu pushed it out, forcing Ling Feiyan to change tactics. However, Ling Feiyan's change was not expected. However, the cold light flashed with a "ding" sound, and the autumn-like sword seemed to flow in the void, slashing towards Xiyun's left shoulder.

Xiyun looked calm, his left shoulder contracted, his body suddenly tilted to the right, Zizhu slid back from his palm, his wrist moved slightly, Zizhu's head hit Ling Feiyan from a close distance.