Zhang Ziyu had already "clanged" the sword out of its sheath, Ling Ran smiled, "The goddess is in danger, can I stand by and watch? Haha, isn't it just a vine tree demon! I'm here......" A cold light swept out quickly, the sword light shook off, and he raised his sword from between the vines that shot fiercely.

Ni Shang'er really didn't lie to herself, when she was lucky, the spiritual power in the dantian was abundant, and the original injury was a little unrefreshed. He was worried about the safety of the dancing butterfly, the shadow sword rose, the sword flower danced, and in an instant, there were sword shadows in all directions.

Dancing Butterfly was caught in the entanglement of the vine tree demon, and suddenly saw Zhang Ziyu riding straight up with his sword, and in shock, he shouted: "Ziyu, don't be reckless!"

"Dancing butterflies, Jun as a reed, I as a rock, the reed is like silk, and the rock has no transfer. In this life, the piano and sword are closed, and the sheng flute is to the white head!" Zhang Ziyu chanted, and the sharp sword swept like a stormy wave, cutting down endless vines.

This passage is like a warm breeze and drizzle blowing into the ears of the dancing butterfly, and it is sweet in her heart. She smiled, condensing a trace of aura, "Ding Dong, Ding Dong......" The sound of the piano turned sharply, above the volley, the feather clothes were fluttering, graceful, like a fairy girl falling into the dust.

The graceful dancing posture of the butterfly, in the blink of an eye, under the shade of the forest, the butterflies fluttering, actually flying colorful butterflies from all directions, flying among the vine tree demons.

"The mountains are edgeless, and the heavens and the earth are united. Dare to be with the king. I want to dance the world, and I will always be with you in this life. The dancing butterfly was overjoyed, and under the piano, he also blurted out and chanted, and for a while, it seemed that the two of them were not fighting against the vine tree demon, but complaining to each other.

Zhang Ziyu is happy in his heart, since ancient times, mandarin ducks have always been together, and love is boundless. The origin is as soft as water, and I will never regret it in my life. The tip of his sword shook, the sword shadow was like a rainbow, breaking through the air, cutting off a string of vines, these vine tree demons already have spirituality, how could he have ever seen Zhang Ziyu's swordsmanship.

Especially for the famous sword, the vine tree demon seems to have a keen sense of smell, and when he saw this magnificent sword, he never dared to be presumptuous, and actually retracted the vines one after another.

Zhang Ziyu took advantage of the situation to leap close to the dancing butterfly, holding hands and pulling the dancing butterfly, the two looked at each other in the air, spinning above the void, and a warm current poured into their respective heart lakes, causing endless ripples.

"Ziyu, you ...... Healed?" After a slight hesitation, the dancing butterfly moved her lips slightly, showing her teeth, and asked with concern.

Zhang Ziyu smiled slightly and nodded, "Don't worry, heal." As I said, even if I take my life, I must take care of you. ”

Dancing Butterfly smiled calmly, her heart was full of happiness, maybe at this moment she really felt the warmth of being loved by a man as a woman. If there really is eternity, let this moment be eternal!

The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. The sage Confucius once said that therefore, eternity is relative, and who can enjoy unchanging happiness in the long river of eternity. To be able to have a moment of happiness in eternity is eternal life.

"Haha......"

"Bang Bang ......"

Laughter, applause, broke the silence of the moment.

Originally, the black tiger hid behind the strange rocks, looking at Zhang Ziyu and the dancing butterfly hanging in the air, talented and beautiful, made in heaven, he could see the gods. With the envy of this pair of sons and daughters in his heart, if he can meet such a happy woman in this life and this life, even if he is allowed to die immediately, he will never frown......

Happiness is often short-lived. Because some people don't want to see too happy pictures.

From the tree-lined path, two men walked out, one of them with high cheekbones, hooked nose, and bulging eyes that seemed to pop out of his pupils. Holding that strange weapon in his hand, nine dragon heads, the handle of which is a dragon claw.

The other had a strange face, the left side of the face was pale as frost, but the right side of the face was pitch black as carbon, a combination of yin and yang, as if it had emerged from hell, and the upper lip was turned up, revealing a row of white teeth. It is the killer of the earth dragon with the same level as the mad dragon - Yin Evil. Holding the mourning stick weapon in his hand.

The two of them seemed to walk leisurely into the shade of the trees, but in fact, everywhere they passed, the dead branches and leaves were floating. It goes without saying that the two of them have already started a strong exercise a few feet earlier. Along the way, it almost crushed the surrounding flowers and trees.

Zhang Ziyu and Wudie landed lightly, their eyes were blazing, and they looked at the two people who came towards them—one of them laughed, and the other applauded.

The black tiger's eyebrows sank, he had already rolled on the spot, bounced up from behind the strange rocks, and flew down beside Zhang Ziyu and Wudie, his face was extremely ugly, and he lowered his voice and said: "The first-level killer of the Earth Dragon Sect, the 'Nine Dragons Slash' Crazy Dragon, and the 'Ghost Chasing Funeral' Yin Evil, these two people are cultivated at the level of the power of the five tripods. Master, don't fight hard!"

Needless to say, the momentum coming from the wild dragon and yin evil, he has deeply felt an unprecedented murderous aura. I encountered a ten-step kill before, and I was also a killer, and the ten-step kill was far worse. However, at this time, there was another thought in his mind—how could the black tiger know so many things, from the Cold Moon Palace, the Ten Steps Kill, the Divine Beast Array, and then to the Wild Dragon and Yin Evil that he was facing. Is he not just a ranger in the neighborhood?

Could it be that the Black Tiger concealed his identity? He is a master who knows the Three Realms? Zhang Ziyu looked sideways at the Black Tiger while he was thinking, but he looked honest and honest. Although there is some chivalry between the eyebrows, it is far from being compared with the master. Is he suspicious, or is the black tiger really suspicious?

Dancing Butterfly frowned, nodded and agreed: "Yes, the mad dragon and the yin demon have been sent out. It seems that they are bound to win, and we can't fly even with our wings. ”

Although Zhang Ziyu was a little jealous in his heart, he was not a person who gave up casually. The sword is not unsheathed, and the blood is not cold. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. If the sword is not out, it is enough, and when it comes out, it will see blood.

"Uh-huh, Earth Dragon, I think it's more like a fart. The ghosts are not gone, and today I will let them scatter!" Zhang Ziyu gritted his teeth, turned his wrist, the sword groaned, and the blade of the sword whistled, and the moment the sword was released, the sword was almost a clear shadow, which showed that the sword shadow of the Chengying Sword was by no means ordinary.

"Before dying, the piano and the sword are combined. It's really envious of others, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it's still a death after all. The dragon snorted, but there was no smile on his face, but it was cold like the cold wind of winter, which made people shudder.

"Tsk...... If you are willing to kneel before us and kowtow to death, you will not let us make a move. But we can be merciful and leave you all dead. Yin Sha has a black and white impermanent face, and he can't see the change in the cloudy weather, but how arrogant his tone is. Knocking the funeral stick in his hand on the palm of his hand, his cold face stared at Zhang Ziyu and Wu Die.