The sword curtain suddenly dispersed, the long sword returned to her waist, Ying Wei grabbed a spell with both hands, and slowly paced a few steps on the top of the mountain, and the next moment the vast and pure spiritual consciousness flowed like a stream of water in all directions. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turns out that you are here, and your ability to restrain your breath is not weak. Ying Wei chuckled, her slender legs moved slightly, and the whole person came to the other side of the mountainside hundreds of feet away.

A person appeared in front of her, and Ying Wei's face changed greatly at first glance, and she couldn't help but tremble and said, "Sister, when are you here!?"

Appearing in front of Ying Wei was a cold woman in white clothes, she casually played with the golden sword spikes on the long sword, a smile appeared on her jade face, and she nodded lightly at Ying Wei.

The next moment, the woman in white moved her fingers slightly, and the word reincarnation on the hilt of the sword suddenly shone brightly.

Ying Wei subconsciously almost took out the sword directly to deal with the brilliant sword light.

After being shocked, a deep look of disbelief flashed on Ying Wei's face, the woman in front of her was not the sister who had taught her to mention her at all, she just had a little resemblance in form and spirit, and, most importantly, she was not a real existence at all, this was still an illusion!

The illusion of being able to conceal his spiritual sense and sword heart almost perfectly, and the illusion in front of him can actually give him an oppressive momentum, this person should not be underestimated, Ying Wei sighed lightly, and the Shan Lan sword suddenly came out of its sheath and aimed at the beautiful woman in front of her.

Shan Lan Sword, the sword is three feet seven inches long, and the sword is three inches wide, and the long sword is particularly heavy when held in the hand of a slender female cultivator like Ying Wei, and as its name suggests, when Ying Wei held Shan Lan flat in front of her chest, a strong sword intent like a mountain completely emanated, and the entire mountain range under her feet seemed to be overwhelmed, and let out a deep and painful low sound.

The sword intent passed, and the figure of the woman in front of Ying Wei flashed a few times like a candle in the wind, and it was no longer as real as before.

"Although it's a little similar, it's not her, it's a pity......" Ying Weihao's wrist moved slightly, and the tip of Shanlan's sword shook out a few brilliant sword flowers, and then the sword flower did not dissipate with the stop of Ying Wei's movements, as if it was a real blooming flower, and slowly drifted forward.

Each sword flower released by Ying Wei was only the size of a cup, but if you stood in front of them, you would feel that it was like several mountains pressing down, which made people breathless.

The woman in front of Ying Wei flashed, and a light containing an endless cold aura suddenly appeared with the wave of her long sleeves, and collided with the oncoming sword flower in the open space between the two!

Ying Wei's eyes suddenly lit up when the light was great, in her memory, that sister's sword intent was not full of cold and ruthless aura at all, let alone the feeling of slaughter between heaven and earth when the killing and robbery was about to start, but the current feeling was also familiar to her, because she had seen it once outside the city of Duobao Pavilion, and it was the work of this loose cultivator named Ishikawa.

The sword flower was extinguished, and the cold light continued to attack Ying Wei, this situation was completely expected by Ying Wei, because she only made a symbolic test, and she didn't even use Sancheng's strength, what she was afraid of was to shoot with all her strength and slash without leaving a trace, what to do if she killed that interesting guy.

When the sword light came, Ying Wei actually hung down the mountain and reached out to hold it gently and delicately between her fingers.

The hard mountain cracked several huge cracks, two blush rose on Ying Wei's face, her body shook slightly, and at the same time she took half a step back, she looked down at the thin blood lines on her fingers, and after a while, she suddenly pursed her lips and smiled: "It's good, but it's not enough, it seems that I can only force you out first to relieve my heart's desire......"

Before the smile dissipated, Ying Wei suddenly exerted her strength, raised her right hand high, and slashed out diagonally from top to bottom with her hand as a sword!

Under a big tree a hundred zhang away, Ishikawa stood with a solemn face, and beside him a butterfly as pure and transparent as black jade was dancing, which rubbed lightly on Ishikawa's hairline and shoulders from time to time, and then flapped its wings happily and flew up.

A tree, a stone, a person and a butterfly constitute a beautiful picture of movement and stillness.

But the picture was crushed by a majestic mountain falling from the sky in the next moment, in Ishikawa's eyes that suddenly opened, there was no mountain in front of him, but in his spiritual sense, a mountain that could not be seen in height and width was pressing down on his head, and it was impossible to dodge, but fortunately, the speed of the mountain falling was not fast, and it could even be said to be very slow, which gave him extremely sufficient.

Such a delicate woman would unleash such a sword intent as thick as a mountain, although it was not as good as the Chongwu Thick Earth Sword intent that he had seen in the ruins of the Black Lotus Sect before, but at that time he was just watching the battle from afar, and the feeling in his heart was completely different from when he faced it now.

And it seems that she is not going all out yet. Ishikawa's heart moved, and the butterfly that flew above his head was strangely frozen in mid-air, his wings tightly folded, Ishikawa's face turned pale, and the true yuan in his body was instantly emptied of more than eighty percent, he snorted lightly, and stretched out his hand to point into the distance.

The woman in white suddenly changed her face and body with Ishikawa's fingers, and she suddenly became the appearance of a big man Ishikawa had seen in the secret territory of the Black Lotus Sect.

Ying Wei looked surprised again, and in her perception, a huge stone hammer suddenly appeared in front of the illusion that had changed its appearance, and with the illusion's movements speeding up, it went straight to meet the Shan Lan sword intent that she had suppressed.

The two intersected, and there seemed to be no sound, but a large area of the mountain crumbled and shattered in the silence, and Ying Wei seemed to stand unsteadily and took half a step back, and with this half-step movement, her figure suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only a crack that crossed it and trembled gently.

The butterfly in front of Ishikawa flapped its wings weakly as Dahan's hands went up, and then gently landed on top of his head, and the black butterfly, which was almost transparent, disappeared completely in less than a snap of a finger after landing.

At the same time, in the depths of Ishikawa's kaikai, the body of the black butterfly reappeared in the place where the strange insect had existed, and it seemed to be tired, and stood in place with its wings motionless, slowly gnawing on the large cocoon that still had most of it left.

Ishikawa didn't have the energy to care about this at all, because Ying Wei had already come to the mid-air that was only ten zhang away from him, and the Shan Lan sword was already aimed at his throat.

Ishikawa saw that Ying Wei obviously didn't do anything, just aimed the long sword in his hand at him, but he felt as if he was wearing the heaviest armor, and it was extremely difficult to even move a finger, and all parts of his body began to make unbearable protest sounds at the same time, as if he would be directly crushed to pieces by the huge pressure in the next moment. (To be continued.) )