Several people looked up and saw that the shadow reflected in the Qiankun Tower gradually became clearer. Mo Guyuan was the first to bow his hands and said, "Senior."

The figure in the light and shadow is none other than Cao Qingyi, the sword spirit in the Qingshi Mansion on the Island of Fajiu. When he was saved by Mo Guyuan with his sword, part of his sword energy was hidden in the Qiankun Tower, and now it reappears in front of him.

Cao Qingyi smiled slightly and nodded to Mo Guyuan, then turned to look below him.

But before he could say anything, the woman in red underneath her had her fingers like hooks and her face was filled with hatred, and she was heading towards his position.

"Cao Qingyi, give me your life!" The woman was hysterical and desperate.

In the forest where the wind danced, the woman's face full of scars was once again placed in front of his eyes. Cao Qingyi looked at it blankly, allowing the woman in red to penetrate his body without being moved.

The woman in red went straight through Cao Qingyi's body, her move failed, and her face became confused for a moment. She looked back in the air, and saw that the latter had his back turned to her, and was also indifferent.

For a long time, I heard the woman in red who was lying on the ground stretched out her hand, pointed at Cao Qingyi, and screamed sadly, "You are actually dead? Hahahaha, what a good death, what a good death."

Cao Qingyi's back was shocked, and she slowly turned around and looked towards her.

His face looked painful, his lips couldn't stop trembling, and he murmured "Sequoia..."

The woman who has been trapped on Yuepo Island for more than a hundred years, her real name is Sequoia.

Sequoia smiled sarcastically, looked at Cao Qingyi full of resentment, and said, "Sequoia? It turns out you still remember. I almost forgot who I am. You have imprisoned me here for nearly a hundred years and made me become this human being."

You don’t look like a ghost, but you’re dead before I can cut you into pieces with my own hands? Do you know how unwilling I am!”

After saying that, Sequoia was dressed in red and was cheered by the strong wind. All she saw was a red light appearing in her hands, and she kept waving towards Cao Qingyi who was in mid-air.

But no matter how many fierce moves she used, the red light engulfed Cao Qingyi's body and fell into the distance. Except for the slight fluctuation of the light and shadow, there was nothing else out of the ordinary.

Mo Guyuan, Yu Nie and others looked at the crazy woman in red and stood quietly aside without saying a word.

"Yes... I'm sorry. I didn't expect that it would come to this. It's my fault..." Cao Qingyi lowered his head and said slowly.

"Why! Why! You know how much I care about you, but why do you treat me like this? Is it just because I hinder your sword practice? Are you going to treat me like this?" Sequoia roared angrily and unwillingly.

There was silence in the forest, without a single sound, as if the prosperity and liveliness of the past time must be repaid with the silence and desolation of the present.

"The journey of swordsmanship is what I have wanted all my life. I traveled all over the world and swam across the sea just to pursue the pinnacle of swordsmanship. But even I myself never realized that the persistence in those years had already rotted my swordsmanship. I only wanted to

I want to become stronger, so that I have even forgotten the original intention of practicing swordsmanship..." Cao Qingyi looked up at the sky and sighed to himself.

"So? I broke your Taoist heart and affected your swordsmanship, so you want to trap me here so that I can never see you? Then... why did you provoke me again in the first place?"

Sequoia's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face.

"In the two realms of immortals and monsters, I have competed with countless people who used swords, or fought with each other, or in life and death. I have accumulated countless souls of swordsmen under the sword. I was young at the time and would not pay attention to such trivial matters. Until I arrived.

Every time I wield a sword in the sea, I will see blood when I unsheath it, so that the heart of the sword is dyed with blood. Over time, I gradually become a demon. When I ask about the sword, it is also the time when I kill people, and I finally become the heart of the sword.

The puppet under the control is controlled by inner demons and cannot control itself."

Mo Guyuan looked at the regret on Cao Qingyi's face, and couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

As both swordsmen, he naturally understood the key. Although his experiences were different, Mo Guyuan had been using the sword to this day. The evil energy of Xuanyuan Sword backfired and he almost lost his mind and soul, which also left him with lingering fears.

If your cultivation is insufficient or your Tao mind is unstable, it is normal for you to lose yourself in the process of pursuing the limits of the Tao.

"Although I was possessed by the devil at that time, I did not completely lose myself. In Canghai and other places, I once heard someone tell me that there was a female swordsman on the sea who had superb swordsmanship and was invincible. My original intention was to find the female swordsman, hoping that she would be like the rumors.

Excellent swordsmanship is obtained through cultivation. In this way, I can have a hearty battle with her, and she can also use her hand to erase me. This is better than me slowly falling, which is the best of both worlds."

When Cao Qingyi said this, he couldn't help but lower his head and look at Sequoia. The latter looked at him blankly, his eyes were blurred but painful.

"Sequoia, it would have been great if you had killed me with one sword..." Cao Qingyi said softly with a bitter smile.

It was a rainy night. Cao Qingyi traveled thousands of miles and found the female swordsman, who was Sequoia.

Under the violent wind and rain, Sequoia just glanced at the incoming man, then took care of his sword and headed overseas, paying no attention to Cao Qingyi's gesture of questioning the sword.

Cao Qingyi was unwilling to give in. The journey had already made him extremely tired. During this period, he had to devote his attention to suppressing his inner demons, which was already somewhat beyond his capabilities.

Seeing that the Sequoia was arrogant and looked at him with disdain, Cao Qingyi became increasingly angry and a dizzy feeling swept through his brain. Without saying a word, he forcibly raised his breath and walked away from the Sequoia.

Chase in the direction.

The two of them chased after each other and traveled far away for who knows how long before they finally stopped on Yue Po Island.

Seeing that he could not get rid of this man, Sequoia was filled with annoyance. When the man stopped behind him, he immediately drew his sword and went straight towards him to kill him.

In that battle, the two men killed each other day and night. The vegetation and the earth on the island were all riddled with holes from the sword marks of the two men, and there was still no winner.

Under the light of the sword, in the wind and rain, a man and a woman were forgetful.

On Yuepo Island, swords and flowers dance in the sky, and I don’t know what year or month it is.

Cao Qingyi's eyes were red, and he had already forgotten his original purpose. Seeing that the woman's sword skills were fierce and she had great killing intent against him, Cao Qingyi stood up with his sword. As time went by, he gradually fell into the demons of his own heart.

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At that time, both of them were at the end of their game. Although Sequoia resented the inexplicable persistence of the man in front of him, fighting him was the most enjoyable fight he had experienced in many years. He thought the two would just let it go and make peace. But who knew what would happen?

Cao Qingyi was already in a state of confusion and was no longer what he was before. The sword shadows in his hands were changing in a chaotic manner, but he could strike at him accurately. Seeing his formation, he clearly wanted to kill him here.

Sequoia was furious. This inexplicable fight turned into a fight of life and death. But now she was getting tired and her mana was slowly running out. How could she dodge that man's sword move? Looking at the man's posture, it seemed that

He has long since lost himself, letting the sword in his hand control his body and swinging the sword freely.

Under the sword, Sequoia was unable to dodge, and a strand of hair fell from her ear, blowing in front of Cao Qingyi's eyes with the wind, and a burst of fragrance wrapped around the tip of her nose, with a faint fragrance.

The scarlet color of Cao Qingyi's eyes became more and more profound. He licked the corner of his mouth suddenly, and then he swung his sword again. The force of the sword tip was extremely measured, and the sharp edge opened the yellow crotch at the waist of the red tree, and the woman's clothes fell apart in an instant.

At the same time that Cao Qingyi drew his sword, he struck Sequoia behind with another powerful palm. In an instant, Sequoia was knocked to the ground and a mouthful of blood came out from his mouth.

Sequoia was furious, but could do nothing. A trace of panic appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't care about anything else. He had to get up, turn around and run forward.

Cao Qingyi smiled arrogantly, his face full of greed and covetousness. At this time, he seemed to be a different person. He was no longer the unruly and upright person he used to be.

He raised his sword and slowly followed Sequoia. When he saw Sequoia unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground, he waved his sleeve and sword to cut off Sequoia's bun. The black hair was tangled and fluttering with the wind and rain.

Although Sequoia has a frosty face all year round, she can't hide her stunning beauty. She is extremely beautiful, but now under the wind and rain, her clothes are messy, her hair is wet, and she is so bright.

Seeing Cao Qingyi's lustful expression, Sequoia's pale face was filled with panic and fear, which made her even more pitiful and charming.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and Sequoia's graceful body looked more and more curvy at this moment. Her slender legs were exposed at the hem of her skirt that had been torn apart in the previous fight, completely exposed to Cao Qingyi's eyes.

Cao Qingyi raised his hand to form a sword finger, and the sword energy circled between his fingers. As he moved away with one hand, the sword energy completely enveloped the redwood tree. The next moment, the sword energy swayed, and the redwood outer garment instantly turned into powder, leaving only

With her intimate clothes on top, Sequoia hugged her tightly. In the current situation, she didn't even know how to resist.

Cao Qingyi abandoned his sword and flew down, pressing Sequoia firmly under him. His red eyes looked deeply at the woman in front of him, full of desire.

Sequoia struggled and twisted, but his hands were tightly restrained by him, unable to move at all.

Beneath her body, her pair of jade legs were intertwined endlessly, and her body was trembling,

Cao Qingyi pressed Sequoia's hands under one of his own, and with the other hand, he tore off Sequoia's chest clothes at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, a burst of tenderness clung to Cao Qingyi's chest.

Cao Qingyi's strength was so fierce that the large area of ​​snow-white skin on Sequoia's chest had already become extremely red, making it even more attractive.

Sequoia's eyes were filled with tears, and he shook his head, praying that the person in front of him would let him go.

But Cao Qingyi, who had already lost his mind, could not pay attention to it. He buried his head between the necks of the redwood trees, his face was obsessed with selflessness, as if he was intoxicated.

As if he sensed something, Cao Qingyi tapped his sword lightly to restrain Sequoia who was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

At this moment, the woman was naked, her face was red, her red lips were slightly parted, and she looked like she was ready to be picked by anyone, which made Cao Qingyi's blood surge.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the rain and sinking into the grass beside her.

Under the heavy rain, Cao Qingyi looked at the beauty beneath her and fell into despair.

In the forest, the leaves rustled with the strong wind, the sound of the rainstorm was like the force of a drum, and the sky was filled with lightning and howling.

But no matter what kind of momentum, it couldn't compare to the woman on the muddy grass whose acupuncture points had been opened by the unparalleled sword energy. Her eyes were as charming as silk, and she was murmuring in Cao Qingyi's ear.
Chapter completed!