"Your flying sword is strong. ”

Bai Shanshui said to the person in the courtyard: "It's just that you are likely to die." ”

"I've been a dead man for a long time. ”

The cultivators in the courtyard looked at Bai Shanshui and shook their heads, and said softly, "You don't have to misunderstand, I just want to make sure that you don't fall into their hands alive, and if that moment comes, I will kill you first." Do the same to me, and do not let me fall into their hands alive. ”

Hearing such unkind words, Bai Shanshui smiled with some satisfaction, raised his head, and said, "Very good." ”

The wind suddenly rose, the night was chaotic, and more than ten white lines appeared in the sky, all falling towards this courtyard, these white lines were not known to be the sword formation jointly performed by the cultivators of some sword academies, or some kind of powerful magic weapon, and the terrifying power contained in them could be felt far away.

However, the cultivator beside Bai Shanshui didn't pay attention to these white lines, even in the dialogue with Bai Shanshui, his mind was firmly attached to his thin flying sword.

His flying sword was short, mottled with the color of muddy water when it flew out of the turbid water, but when the sword slashed off the head of the strong man under the Liang Lian Throne, his sword turned a restrained dark purple.

In the middle of the conversation with Bai Shanshui, his flying sword had already shaken off the entanglement of a bright white flying sword, broke into the house, and passed through the body of an old man in gray.

The moment the blood mist surged behind the gray-clothed old man, the small sword that had been drifting like a dead leaf in the ditch fell to the ground suddenly.

Rumble!

The old man in gray fell like a mountain into a small space full of debris, he looked at the fatal wound in his heart, and cried out unwillingly: "Fan Zhuo is dead, where did this person come from?"

Looking at the young cultivator beside Bai Shanshui who could vaguely see him in the dark, all the people involved in the siege were also filled with the same shock and incomprehension.

No one knew that the young man was from Chudi.

No one knew that his name was Li Yunrui.

This nameless cultivator who suddenly appeared was like non-existent air to Changling before.

Bai Shanshui didn't care about Li Yunrui's flying sword, she looked up at the sky.

Those white lines in the sky carried a holy meaning, and they were actually more than ten heavenly fires formed by the condensation of the vitality of heaven and earth.

Feeling the extraordinarily remote and cold and perfect aura, Bai Shanshui could be sure that these heavenly fires were Zheng Sleeve's handiwork, but what made her a little incomprehensible was that although these falling heavenly fires were equally powerful, compared with the breath she felt on the river before, they seemed to be a little more deliberate, a little less natural, and a little stiff.

Zheng Sleeve's cultivation is naturally unlikely to have an inexplicable decline.

For her, now is not the time to consider Zheng Sleeve's cultivation.

The power of these heavenly fires is hard for her to resist, but she must stop it.

She stared at the cold heavenly fires, and swung her sword again in a rebellious manner.

A torrent of blue water surged from her sword, then turned into a waterfall of rage, curling upside down toward the sky.

These more than ten heavenly fires originally fell at the same time, and they would fall to her and Li Yunrui on her side at the same time, which was a force that she could not resist, but with the inversion of the waterfall, these more than ten heavenly fires broke the waves in the thick green waterfall, but they were obviously divided into sequences.

Then, the dark green natal sword disappeared from her hand.

Her ten fingers flicked, and more than ten crystal droplets quietly condensed in the air, meeting the more than ten heavenly fires respectively.

Every impact was like a giant mountain clinging to each other, and countless chaotic heaven and earth vitality bloomed like fireworks.

More than a dozen houses around this small courtyard collapsed from top to bottom like papier-mâché.

Bai Shanshui's face was extremely pale, she barely blocked Zheng Sleeve's heavenly fire, and she was a little proud in her heart, but at this moment, an alarm was born in her heart.

A black flying sword flew out from the shattered rubble, this black flying sword was plain, without any unique aura, ordinary as an ordinary broken tile, which did not attract any attention from her beforehand, and was not even perceived by her.

Not only is it unpretentious and restrained, but this black flying sword also grasps the timing to the extreme, just like Ding Ning had some victorious moments in the Minshan Sword Meeting.

The most important thing is that the killing intent of this sword is not pointed at her, but at Li Yunrui on her side.

She didn't have time to draw her sword again.

She felt cold.

There was a soft pop in the air.

It was the sound of a sword piercing through flesh.

It's just that this sword didn't pierce Li Yunrui's body.

Bai Shanshui's left arm was stretched out in front of Li Yunrui.

The black flying sword pierced her left arm, and then the owner of the flying sword knew that she had won the required time, and instead of continuing to fly towards Li Yunrui, she suddenly let out a terrible howl, and rushed straight into the sky, as if she was about to fly beyond the limit of control.

Li Yunrui glanced at Bai Shanshui's left arm in front of him, looking at the terrible wound where blood continued to gush out, but his complexion did not change much.

He didn't look at the black flying sword that was only a few breaths away from killing him, but nodded at Bai Shanshui very normally, and said, "Let's go." ”

As those white heavenly fires fell, the exuberant killing intent in the surrounding streets and alleys subsided like a tide, and the flying swords hidden in the dark night also retreated a little like poisonous snakes.

Bai Shanshui knew that this was because of Li Yunrui's appearance.

This absolutely unknown cultivator in Changling was originally not in this game, and no one knew that such a powerful cultivator would appear by her side.

Because of the appearance of such an unplanned powerful cultivator, Liang Lian could not lead the army to kill or capture her in this street or alley quickly.

The longer the fighting in such streets and alleys, the more ordinary people in Changling will be killed and wounded.

Any old man in Changling, including Zheng Sleeve's enemies like Bai Shanshui, was well aware of the ruthlessness of this woman sitting in the empress's place.

She doesn't care about paying a little more.

It's just that Liang Lian can't afford such a price.

Because of the deaths and injuries of these people... These costs will not be counted on her head in the future, but only on Liang Lian's head.

So at this moment, the net surrounding her and Li Yunrui has loosened some openings.

This is just some openings that were deliberately loosened, and after rushing out, I don't know what awaits her and Li Yunrui outside.

It's just that as a big rebel, of course, she can't even have the courage to try.

"Let's go. ”

She just nodded calmly, still following Li Yunrui like a real attendant.

Blood continued to drip down her arm, and then the blood became strangely lighter and lighter, and what dripped from her arm was no longer blood, but drops of crystal water.

Drops of crystal water fell to the ground without making any sound, and penetrated directly into the solid soil below along the gaps in the bluestone pavement between the streets and alleys of Changling.

Underground, however, there was an echo and roar like a drum.

The sound grew louder and more intense.

The ground of the entire Changling began to shake.

Many Great Qin cultivators lurking in the darkness looked at the constantly shaking ground in shock, unable to understand how the cultivation of Bai Shanshui could cause such consequences.

"Why?"

Li Yunrui couldn't understand either, his brows frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but ask softly.

Bai Shanshui smiled unruly and said, "You have been following me, you should know that what I have seen the most these days is the Changling Water Vein." ”

"Underground river. ”

Li Yunrui reacted, he seemed to be a little distracted, but in fact, his spirit was always focused on his flying sword flying in the air.

"Causing the pulsation of the underground river is just too much of a waste of true element. ”

Years of dust fell from the roof tiles, and countless panicked voices rang out in the streets and alleys in the distance, followed by countless coughs.

One by one, the lights came on.

The entire Changling was awakened from its sleep.

"If a person like me wants to die, it is naturally vigorous, how can it be possible to kill me quietly. Listening to Li Yunrui's words, the corners of Bai Shanshui's mouth once again flashed with some pride, "Wake up Changling, how about spending more true yuan?"

Li Yunrui glanced at her and didn't say anything.

Bai Shanshui knew that he felt that he was too conceited and unseemly arrogant at this time, but she only showed a more proud smile: "Follow me from now on." ”

"If those two don't show up... If we can hold off Zheng Sleeve's sword, we may be able to leave this city alive. ”

Li Yunrui's brows furrowed slightly.

He wanted to say that whether or not he could leave the city alive didn't mean much to him, but feeling the constant shaking of the ground, he heard something unusual from Bai Shanshui's words.

Or rather, I heard the life.

This vitality, at least for her, is important.