As soon as the white wave knife touched the white-clothed sword, he saw the white-clothed sword fly back upside down, but the white wave knife became more and more fierce, like a river wave hitting the shore and rolling down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Dang!"

As soon as the white wave knife touched the white-clothed sword, he saw the white-clothed sword fly back upside down, but the white wave knife became more and more fierce, like a river wave hitting the shore and rolling down.

Seeing this, Li Sanbai was taken aback, took two steps back, and looked at the piece of knife light in shock, seeing that he was about to slash in front of him.

This piece of sword light was when Li Sanbai was exhausted, and he was unable to resist.

However, at this time, Chun Lian on the side sneered and said, "How could the window lattice I just installed be damaged by you?"

As he spoke, he blew lightly, and with a "whew", he blew in front of the knife light, and suddenly only heard the sound of "click", and the knife light that was originally like water seemed to have encountered a cold winter, and it was frozen in one fell swoop.

I saw that the sword light in the air, which was originally a blur, was frozen into substance, and it froze for a while.

But the sword light froze only for a moment, and the next moment, a sword light fell from the sky like a meteor outside the sky, and with a "poof" sound, it scattered a cold breath blown out by the ripples, and the sword light suddenly swung out after a pause, smashing the window!

was only blocked by this, but in the end, Li Sanbai was not injured, and the remaining momentum of the sword light was urged by Li Sanbai to protect his true qi body and block it.

When Chun Lian saw that the window was slashed by this knife, he was immediately furious, and shouted clearly: "Chen Fengxuan, you dare to destroy the window of my house!"

Chen Fengxuan was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Miss Chunlian, I didn't mean it!"

After that, he said angrily to Li Sanbai: "Li Sanbai, do you dare to come out and have a big battle with our senior brothers?"

Li Sanbai laughed, flew into the air, walked out of the wooden house, floated on the water, and smiled at Chen Fengxuan: "Why don't I dare? It's just that I wonder in my heart, the picture you want to take is in the hands of Chun Lian, why do you always go against me?"

When Chun Lian heard this, he grinned, raised the picture in his hand, shook it in the air, and said with a smile: "Li Sanbai, what you said is not right! My mother just said that she wants me to give the picture to Li Mengfei, they want the picture, how can I not defeat you?"

When Li Sanbai heard this, he laughed and said: "It turns out that there is such a saying! In this case, although I am incompetent, I still have a Xuan Xuan Needle, waiting for the two masters!"

As he spoke, he rubbed the two fingers of his left index finger and middle finger, and a golden needle appeared between his fingers, and the light was scorching.

The Xuanqi needle in Li Sanbai's hand froze, and when Yue Zhengjun, Chen Fengxuan, and Shui Wuren saw this golden needle, their faces were all condensed, and there was a look of jealousy in their eyes.

Chen Fengxuan looked at the Xuanqi Needle in Li Sanbai's hand for a long time, and reluctantly smiled: "Li Sanbai, this is your last Xuanjiu Needle! If you release it, you can only defeat one of us." There's one more, how are you doing?"

When his words fell, Li Sanbai didn't say anything, but Li Mengfei had already jumped up, flew out of the wooden house, stood with Li Sanbai, and said to Yue Zhengjun and Chen Fengxuan: "You have two senior brothers, and Li Sanbai also has my senior sister here." At this time, I don't need him to come out with a needle, I can take you alone!"

As she spoke, the Canglang Sword in her hand was already swung out, and a sword light slashed across the water and sky, hitting Yue Zhengjun and Chen Fengxuan.

Her sword light is like the water of the waves, turbidizing everything, and the edge of the sword is extremely strong.

When Yue Zhengjun and Chen Fengxuan saw it, they felt an incomparable sword light slashing straight towards their heads, and they were taken aback and glanced at each other.

The two of them nodded to each other, and Yue Zhengjun shouted loudly and roared: "The moon rises in Nanshan, and the white waves in the West River are born!"

After drinking, he turned around and slashed forward, and saw a big river behind him, a bright moon rose from the river, and the moonlight sprinkled down, shining on the surging sword light and waves on the river, mixed together, and attacked Li Mengfei.

At the same time, Chen Fengxuan stepped out in one step, and stepped in front of the bright moon, holding an invisible flying sword in his hand, he waved forward, and sang in his mouth: "Streamer flying shadows, the sword returns to the Tibetan Mountain!"

After singing, I saw several sword shadows flickering, and suddenly disappeared again.

The two of them struck with swords, one in the light and the other in the dark, the light and darkness cooperated with each other, and it was not easy to deal with, Li Sanbai frowned, and he wanted to release the Xuanqi needle to help Li Mengfei.

However, in a blink of an eye, he saw Chun Lian holding the picture in his hand, and on the bed behind her, he didn't know when he had stood up, and he was looking at Shui Wuren who was fighting with burning eyes, Li Sanbai's heart suddenly moved, and he forcibly stopped the urge to release the Xuan Qi needle.

For some reason, he always felt that Shui Wuren's expression was a little strange.

And during his hesitation, Li Mengfei faced the combined attack of the Bailang Sword and the Tibetan Sword, raised his eyebrows, his long hair was flying, not only was he not afraid on his face, but he urged the sword light, and the sword light seemed to vent the emotions in his heart, and he waved towards Yue Zhengjun and Chen Fengxuan endlessly.

"Poof!"

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In a series of sword sounds, swords intersected with swords, and swords collided with swords. Li Sanbai stood aside, only to see countless sword lights and sword lights flashing, and he didn't know who won and who lost, and who had the advantage.

The sword light is like water, the sword light is like a dragon, for a long time, only to hear the sound of a sword, a sword light cut through everything, cutting through the water waves. Then I heard a melodious female voice sound: "The Canglang Divine Sword is out, and the turbidity is distinguished!"

Then, I saw Li Mengfei holding a sword volley, her long hair flying, in front of her, Yue Zhengjun was slashed through the chest by a sword, and Chen Fengxuan was stabbed through the lower abdomen by a sword, both covering their wounds, looking at Li Mengfei in disbelief.

"Whew!"

Although the two were defeated, a remnant of invisible sword qi fell in the air, slashing across Li Mengfei's cheek, slashing a scar on her face, and dripping a little blood.

This scar was insignificant, Li Mengfei used her true qi, and in an instant, her cheeks returned to their original state, white and delicate.

It's just that the little blood she dropped made Shui Wuren's eyes, which had been watching several people fight, light up, and raised her thin right hand to quietly make a move, and then took that bit of blood, suspended it in her palm, and condensed into a bead of blood.

"Chun Lian, come here!"

Shui Wuren held the blood bead, beckoned to Chun Lian, and called softly.

Chun Lian listened, held the picture in his hand, walked to Shui Wuren's bed, and asked, "Mother, is there something wrong?"

Shui Wuren smiled slightly, motioned for Qing Lian to give her the picture, and held it in his hand and stared at it for a long time, with a faint look of excitement on his face. She looked up at Li Sanbai and Yue Zhengjun, and was quietly relieved to see that no one noticed her.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Qinglian wondered, but Shui Wuren didn't answer her, took the picture, and sprinkled Li Mengfei's blood up.

Suddenly, a burst of red light came out of the picture, and the picture floated into the air and slowly unfolded.