Chen Xiaohan hurriedly said, "What's going on?"

The girl said, "Talk as you go." ”

In the blink of an eye, she had already used the breeze of the Lingfei faction, without the unrestrained and chic posture of the past, and as soon as she went out, she became a hurricane, only heading towards Nalanda Temple.

The girl's heart was so anxious, she didn't know why she could see that picture, but the uneasiness in her heart told her that it was true, and the uncle was undoubtedly in unprecedented danger.

She didn't have time to explain more, she just hoped that soon, sooner, arrived at Nalanda Temple, she was afraid that it would be too late, and she would never see her uncle again.

............

Ji Xiao's heart is like eternal night, and he can't make any waves.

Yes, the grievances of nearly twenty years should be settled.

The sword light touched the river tide that was fished, and there was no earth-shattering explosion of vitality, but the actual sword light split the river tide in half as if it were nothing.

In her eyes, seeing the end of the river tide being separated, the figure of the woman in purple couldn't help but magnify, and it became one with the quiet moonlight, unshakable.

The three of them are inextricably linked, which makes Ji Xiao deeply aware of how powerful this opponent really is.

Jiang Chao will close again, and Ji Xiao's heartbeat seems to be still.

The sword light continued to slow down as he approached that figure, and according to this trend, I was afraid that before his sword light could touch that figure, he would have to be submerged by the closing river tide.

How could he allow such a thing to happen, and the hole flickered with a violent light. This is an unimaginable sublimation, and the sluggish sword light bursts out again, like flowing water to the end, and suddenly a new spring emerges from the bottom, and continues to move forward.

Ji Xiao had already ignored the vibration of the acupoints, what would be the consequences of squeezing out the potential of the body.

He had only one thought left, and that was to defeat her and give her a taste of defeat.

The figure of the woman in purple was finally fully immortalized in his eyes, under the bright moonlight, it was a face without any flaws, since the appearance of human beings, perhaps no face could be more beautiful than her.

The thrilling beauty can almost shake the immortal Buddha.

The sword light is extremely cruel against the trend, wanting to destroy this indescribable beauty.

The woman in purple looked down at Ji Xiao, both surprised and disdainful. She slowly pressed a jade hand forward, a pair of hands that were more tender than the vines of the newborn morning glory, and she was about to touch the sword light that seemed to cut off the flow of the river.

Anyone who sees this scene will probably be worried about these tender hands, and disgusted by the terrifying sword light.

Ji Xiao felt that the sword light seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and the speed of acceleration had a tendency to slow down again. The waters gathered around them, like a cage from which they could not escape.

He suddenly felt isolated from heaven and earth.

Helpless, defenseless.

What's even more terrifying is that he doesn't know when that hand will burst out with true power, and how dazzling it will be at that time.

The divine sword named Qianqiu Sui began to tremble, and the sword intent from its original owner seemed to come across time and space.

That's also an invincible Dharma.

Qianqiu Sui also accompanied its first generation of owners and had an invincible time.

It is said that invincibility is a kind of loneliness that is unbearable in high places, but the strong are never willing to lose this loneliness.

Chiakisui doesn't want to lose!

Ji Xiao had an incomparably insightful understanding of the mind of the divine sword at this moment.

He silently said, "How can I want to lose. ”

Ji Xiao and Qianqiu Sui were of one heart and one mind, and for a while, people and knives were indistinguishable from each other, and they entered a situation of blending water and milk.

An inexplicable Dharma intention appeared, as if all the light in the heavens and the earth had been sucked into the blade.

No, there was also a little glow like fireflies, which appeared on the tip of the knife.

In the silent night, the appearance of the only firefly interprets what loneliness is.

Loneliness, loneliness, not eternal in loneliness, will disappear in loneliness.

The fireflies trembled slightly, but nothing could stop it in the dark. It is the king of darkness, even if it is just a little firefly, but in the darkness, it is the only light.

For the truly supreme powerhouse, a little light can make them look at the thousands of miles around them.

The light invaded Mu Qing's beautiful and moving carcass, and the sound of the rushing river tide became a footnote to this light.

Creak.

The strange sound represents that Ji Xiao is really fighting with Mu Qing, and it is no longer a confrontation between qi and machine.

He felt very clearly in his heart that the tip of the knife had touched Mu Qing's fingertips.

It was an incomparably shocking force, allowing her to resist the sharpness of the blade with her soft fingers. The sky trembled, Ji Xiao soared into the sky with a goshawk, jumped out of the river tide, and the boundless moonlight like silver and snow also covered him.

The darkness is not there, the moonlight shines on everything, the river tide returns to the ground, the waves are swinging, and the silent night is without a trace.

The seated Buddha is extremely peaceful, and the calm eyes of the Buddha seem to be appreciating this battle.

Blocking Ji Xiao's unrivaled sword momentum, Mu Qing didn't have any color, everything seemed to be expected. In her long life, she has encountered opponents who are many times stronger than Ji Xiao, and she is the only one who survives in the end.

There is nothing easier than to die, and the hardest thing is to live, and when she comes to her, it seems to be the other way around.

Mu Qing's cold and faint eyes are like the cold moon on the horizon, she looks at Ji Xiao, like the big Buddha behind her, overlooking all living beings.

"In less than twenty years, you're qualified to live with me, which is very good. But there wasn't much praise in her eyes.

Ji Xiao looked at the woman in purple like a demon and felt the vicissitudes of life on her body. The vicissitudes of life are the inscriptions of the years, and the years are the most ruthless, just like Mu Qing.

Chiakisui was not intimidated by this powerful enemy, and the tip of the knife trembled, which was the joy of meeting the opponent.

There was perhaps nothing more exciting for this divine sword than meeting a powerful opponent.

The life of the knife also bloomed in the peerless confrontation.

Ji Xiao gently brushed the blade of the knife with his hand, as if he were a lover.

He said lightly: "The next knife is called the end of the waves, and the romance of the ages." ”

Mu Qing is a romantic character through the ages, and this knife will wipe her out.

Of course, she understood what she meant, and smiled slightly: "I hope your sword skills can match your tone." ”

Ji Xiao is an extremely talented person, no matter what he learns, he is very fast, especially in cultivation.

In just a few years, he has crossed the achievements of countless monks who have not been able to reach in their lifetimes.

This time, Ji Xiao only hoped to use this knife to cross the high mountain of Muqing.

If breaking the past represents his determination, then the exhaustion of the waves is his infinite confidence.

There was only one knife before the dust was broken, and now Ji Xiao's knife, as soon as it was issued, there was wind, rain and thunder.

All kinds of visions exploded, and the vitality of heaven and earth converged on this sword.

Mu Qing could interrupt him, but didn't do so.

She wants to destroy Ji Xiao's confidence.