"Boom-"

At the same time as Fei Hou's words fell, the void was filled with a behemoth snow-white aura, like a wind and clouds, colliding with the gray and black demon qi.

I saw a fierce confrontation between the black and white aura, and the entire Su Mansion was razed to the ground by the aftermath in an instant, with a radius of hundreds of zhang and an empty field.

The patrolling disciples had already noticed the movement here, and under Ji Xuanqing's secret order, they carried the unconscious Shui Luo Ze to a distance.

"Biography...... Subpoena...... Local ...... Underground ......" Shui Luo Ze was in a daze, repeating certain words, and all the disciples were attracted by the duel and did not notice.

"Ye Qixin has a lot of experience in teaching apprentices, there is a Liu Wuxian in the open, and there is a you in the dark. Ji Xuan said lightly, "But he was really willing to send you undercover." ”

She stood on top of the dragon's head, and the flying sword in her hand was like a blooming snow and moonlight, swaying at will, and the sword light was staggered horizontally and vertically.

"The fairy praises falsely, for the sake of the great cause, the master doesn't even care about personal gains and losses, how can I account for my life. ”

Behind Fei Hou rose a beast phantom, his right hand was in the shape of a dragon's claw, and every time a sword light attacked, with a slight wave, it tore through the void, causing the sword light to break from it. The movements are simple and efficient, and do not waste a single point of energy.

His left hand held a strange trick, and with every light movement, a large range of snow-white aura was extinguished and disappeared.

It was the finishing touch, the finishing touch, the finishing touch Canglong was used by him to be superb, and he firmly held Ji Xuanqing's offensive with these two moves, and counterattacked several times from time to time.

This person is so powerful, not for fame or profit, just because he needs Dong, he is willing to go undercover for more than ten years, and his perseverance and tenacity are far beyond his peers.

That's why Ji Xuanqing only said such a thing before the war, she was confident that she would not lose, but she was not sure to win. And Fei Hou is obviously not a Crossing Tribulation Grandmaster, and she is at the same level, and as the strongest sword cultivator of the same level, she is not sure to win, which is enough to prove that Fei Hou is strong.

The two fought for more than ten rounds, and no one could help anyone, but they destroyed the Su Mansion more completely.

Suddenly, the dragon under Ji Xuanqing's feet poked out like an arrow from the string, and the huge body did not affect the flexibility at all, and the dragon's neck split halfway, and a dragon head grew again, and the twin heads were bitten together.

At the same time, Ji Xuanqing raised his sword forward, moving sideways like a flying immortal out of the sky.

"Whew-"

Fei Hou frowned slightly, and his hands reached forward in the shape of claws. The ancient beast let out a silent howl, and its claws also reached forward, one claw at a time, piercing into the dragon's gaping mouth like a poisonous snake, sneering through the hole, and suddenly tearing to both sides, the dragon was torn apart from it, and collapsed into a scattered snow-white aura.

However, the snow-white aura that was flying suddenly separated from the two sides, the snow-like figure and the flying sword pierced out, Fei Hou's claws reached out at this time had not yet been withdrawn, it was when the old power was exhausted, and the new power was not born, the cold light of the tip of the sword stung his eyes, he snorted, and the demonic qi surged to his chest.

With a muffled snort, the snow sword pierced into the skin, and Fei Hou took advantage of this slight force to fly back suddenly.

Ji Xuanqing did not relent, and advanced hundreds of miles away one after another, Fei Hou finally borrowed his strength on the roof of a private house, his body suddenly stopped, his chest shook, and the demonic qi ran back along the snow sword.

Boom!

Ji Xuanqing took a few steps back, his arm shook, and the flying sword let out a clear sword sound, which dispersed the demonic qi, and immediately closed his eyes, his lips opened and closed slightly.

Fei Hou raised his forehead slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and his body jumped backwards and flew high, but it was already too late, in his spiritual consciousness, the void suddenly purified, and all tangible and intangible things were torn apart by countless invisible sword qi, including himself. His expression was calm, and his left hand twisted the strange magic seal, aiming at Ji Xuanqing and striking a heavy blow.

The two of them spat out a mouthful of blood in unison, and it happened to land on a street.

Ji Xuanqing's bun fell off a little, and strands of naughty hair danced with each other, but other than that, it was still spotless. Her face was as pale as paper, and she slowly stood up and wiped the red blood from her lips.

Fei Hou was even more miserable, his body was covered with small wounds, constantly spilling blood, if it weren't for the beast to withstand most of the attack, he would probably have died on the spot.

"I'm really not an opponent!" he praised sincerely, "I was fortunate to see this trick before I asked my heart that year, Ye Zhenren was full of praise at that time, I was on the outside, I couldn't appreciate the mystery of this trick, I didn't expect it to be so amazing, can I know its name?"

"Dusty!"

A snow-white aura reappeared under Ji Xuanqing's feet, supporting her to slowly float in the air, but she did not evolve the dragon.

The blood on Fei Hou's body barely stopped, and he rose into the air together, unable to stand up straight due to the damage of his legal body, and said with a sneer: "What a dust, according to my guess, it should be a derivative sword move of the fairy sword intent." I have many regrets in this life, one is that I was born as a demon cultivator, the second is that I can't see all the scenery in the world, and the third is that I am obsessed with sword intent. ”

A demonic aura like a frenzy rose from his body, but he took a flying sword in his hand: "Fei Mou is not talented, he has been blindly learning Hu for more than ten years, and he has gained a little from the way of the sword, and he wants to invite the fairy to taste it!"

"I hope to see ......" he made a sword gesture, "The full form of the fairy's sword intent!"

His sword was awkward, and he was hunched up, which was very ugly.

Ji Xuanqing was in awe, she nodded lightly: "You can see that the dragon is not its true appearance, it is commendable." My sword intent, measure the world with my heart, lead by scale, take the law as the foundation, and take the precepts as the priority. Take a legal word, the intention is forbidden, so it is forbidden......"

Fei Hou's ears heard the sound of chains, and he saw that the void suddenly interlaced several chains with the thickness of silver and white wrists, and he was at the core of the chains, and his demonic aura suddenly subsided, and half of them were pressed back into the magic body.

At this moment, within the confines of the chains, the wind has subsided, the air has stagnated, and time seems to freeze.

"Dancing the sword in front of the empty mountain, dancing the sword in the autumn rain......"

Fei Hou's eyes were half-open, and he barely raised his sword: "Stand and dance, sit and dance, lie and dance...... The alley dance of the ancient city, the smoke dance of the Beijing teacher, and the dance in the drunken dream ......"

In the almost frozen time and space, he danced a sword flower very slowly: "Dance a good sword!"

The next moment, with Fei Hou as the center, like a blooming stamen, thousands of sword flowers suddenly bloomed, snapping and crisp, the void shattered like a mirror, and the sound of wind, air, and time resumed flowing almost at the same time.

Fei Hou broke through the shackles of the forbidden law and suddenly straightened his waist: "The dance is earth-shattering!"

The stamens bloomed several times, and then snapped and snapped, and the silver-white chains suddenly broke.

Ji Xuanqing's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and finally he didn't keep it anymore, but he saw that the broken chains stretched out on their own, one extending and one pulling the other, and gradually tightened in the sound of clanging bells.

"Hmm!"

Fei Hou snorted, and couldn't stop spurting out a mouthful of blood, the void seemed to be compressed by the chains, and let out an unbearable moan, the sword flower became more and more urgent, more and more chaotic, and gradually became unorganized.

His sword failed to touch Ji Xuanqing after all.

Gradually, his sword could no longer be wielded, and his arms were so heavy that they seemed to carry a mountain, and every inch of movement made him pant like an ox.

Finally, he put away the sword, and Shi Li said: "In this way, my wish has been granted, and I ask the fairy to give me a good time!"

Ji Xuanqing said softly: "Do you have any last words?"

Fei Hou smiled and said: "Born as a demon cultivator, it is not my wish, I like Jian Zhai, better than Dongdu." Finally, he told Lozer for me that I didn't live with him. ”

Ji Xuanqing tapped the mantis lightly, and when his heart moved, the chains suddenly tightened.

Killing Fei Hou, she was slightly relieved, and a deep sense of exhaustion followed. She fell into the city, and several disciples ushered in her, and she told them a few things, and then let them disperse, without mentioning the purpose of Fei Hou's infiltration into Zhaoyang City.

……

At the beginning of the afternoon, that is, the first quarter of noon.

Xichang City, King Jing's Rear Palace.

The wind can be said to be old and strong, and the joy of the bed can still last for more than half an hour. At this age, even if the monk is physically fine, his mentality is no longer young, and it is difficult for him to retain his enthusiasm for it.

**Resting, Feng Yue hugged the dancing girl from the bed tent, ordered someone to prepare wine and food, and ate with this stunner.

"Ling Fei, who are you, your parents can be at home, if you have any needs, you can bring them, and this seat will meet you one by one. "The more the wind doesn't know why, the more I look at this woman, the more pleasing it is to the eye. This woman knows how to please him, and serves him comfortably.

This dancing girl is naturally good at this, playing a slut in bed, and playing a pure and ignorant little girl under the bed, all of which are unique skills that she has come from crawling and exercising.

Wu Ji didn't speak, poured a glass of wine, and held up her white jade fingers elegantly, holding it up to Feng Yue, her beautiful eyes were like silk, and she seemed to be very shy and didn't dare to look at him.

Feng Yue could see from her eyes that this woman had been completely conquered by him, which was not surprising, although he was middle-aged, he was also heroic, and with his bravery, it was too easy to conquer a woman.

"Hey me!" he didn't answer.

Maihime had to hold the cup to his lips.

Feng Yue smiled and shook his head: "Use your mouth!"

"King!" Mai Ji shouted with a blushing face.

But at Feng Yue's insistence, she had to take a sip shyly, gently approached Feng Yue, and her lips touched.

Feng Yue only felt that his mouth was fragrant, and he couldn't taste enough, so back and forth, a pot of wine quickly bottomed out.

"Someone, send wine!"

"The king doesn't pity people...... "Mai Ji said with a little resentment.

Feng Yue couldn't help laughing: "Okay, let me pity you, this time I will feed you!"

The wine was delivered quickly, but it was a fresh face.

Feng Yue's mind suddenly woke up from the gentle village, he poked out his spiritual sense, there was no foreign matter in the wine, and waved his hand to let the person who sent the wine down.

Of course, he couldn't have seen all the disciples of the Fengyue lineage, but most of the people who went on the expedition this time were instructed by him, so it was impossible not to be impressed.

"King, what's wrong with you?" Maihime saw the wind fall deeper and deeper into thought, and her heart beat slightly.

Feng Yue smiled and waved his hand, and sure enough, he took the wine jug and drank it full, and then held up Maihime's smooth chin and was about to feed her.

Suddenly, the door of the bedroom was slammed open from the outside in, and a voice came from far and near: "Senior brother, be careful, the wine is poisonous!"