The small town of Bujin has been able to hold on to this day only because of the protection of the fairy sword hanging high in the air. At this moment, the sword was taken away by the owner, and under the violent attack of the fierce wind set off by the bloody evil soldiers, Bujin could not hold on even for an instant, with a rumbling sound.
In a series of muffled sounds, the four walls collapsed, the streets were broken into pieces, and all the ruins of the abandoned houses in the city were shattered, and the small town was wiped out!
The sea of blood roared, blood clouds rolled, whirlpools and hurricanes roared fiercely, and heavy rain poured wildly in the sea of clouds. The city was gone, and there were no more 'others' in this small world, only blood.
The evil blood annihilated everything, Qian Xun's figure was also submerged, everything in his sight was scarlet, and there was nothing else.
But the next moment, a bright light tore through the blood curtain!
It's like the first flash of lightning that announces the coming rainstorm in the suffocating night! But this light is far more dazzling, brighter, more unruly, and more arrogant than lightning!
The strong light was so intense that when it flickered, the entire sea and sky changed colors. Clouds were transparent, the sea was transparent, and blood was transparent. Even Su Jing felt that his body became transparent when illuminated by the light.
The light comes from the sword and takes away all the color of the sword. This is: arrogance.
Only under the sword, the light yellow as light as smoke was still only a faint color, and the strong light could not take it away. On the contrary, the brilliance of the sword made her more obvious, so obvious that it was shocking! She had always been cold and indifferent.
A woman smiles happily when she has a sword in her hand.
The sword light bloomed, the sword intention was vertical and horizontal, and the happy Qianxun stabbed the first sword towards the sky.
The hurricane of blood clouds from thousands of miles away enveloped the woman in the yellow dress. Her long hair was swaying, and she raised her sword to meet the bloody hurricane, which was tens of millions of times bigger than her.
Su Jing's mind was taken away by the bright light from the young master's sword swing, and he was in a trance, so that he could not see clearly how the young master controlled the sword. The sword entered the eye of the hurricane in his eyes, and he followed the crazy
The tornado suddenly shook and shattered!
It was really broken, just so broken! There was no fighting, no spells, and no Qianxun flying and rushing to kill. There was no reason to explain it. The blood cloud that covered the whole sky collapsed and became thousands of pieces.
Thousands of fragments, scattered in all directions.
The blood cloud collapsed, revealing a gray sky, with a yellow figure suspended in the air, like smoke, eye-catching.
"Ah!" Su Jing himself couldn't tell whether he was exclaiming, cheering or screaming. The situation in his eyes turned into a heavy hammer hitting his heart. No words can describe the shock!
But after being startled, Su Jing calmed down, breathing tremblingly, trying hard to gather his eyesight, watching the battle with concentration as his sword broke through the sky, and Qianxun used his second sword, downwards, to stab the giant whirlpool of blood that had just engulfed the small town.
This time Su Jing saw clearly.
The sword entered the center of the whirlpool. The moment the sword in her hand came into contact with the bloody whirlpool, Qianxun's wrist holding the sword Ying Ying turned, and her sword drew a circle: a completely opposite circle.
There is no right or wrong about a circle, but the process of drawing a circle is.
The whirlpool of the sea of blood rotates from east to south to west to north. In the center of the whirlpool, Qian Xun gently and deftly reverses the direction, from north to west to south to east, and finally returns to the starting point, making a circle and using a sword.
Completely opposite circles, completely opposite forces, and immediately the crazily rotating vortex of the sea of blood suddenly stopped, a "pause" that only existed in Su Jing's feeling.
It's a feeling, but not an illusion. This is exactly what happened, but the process is so fast that even the Golden Crow's eyesight cannot detect it. Only because the pure sword intention is cultivated in the body can the truth be understood.
The "pause" is due to the competition: the power of the forward-turning blood sea vortex and Qianxun's reverse-turning sword.
Some people win and others lose. The inverted circle continues to reverse, but the forward vortex completely collapses!
After the blood cloud, the sea of blood collapsed! Right in front of Su Jing's eyes, the young master's wife exploded a vast sea with a sword! The huge gun that burst out was far more powerful than the offensive assembled by the Yin soldiers before, but there was no majesty at all. Apart from being decadent, she was still
Decadent.
The sea, like the clouds before, collapsed violently, the waves were violent, and thousands of blood rainbows flew and scattered!
The sea of blood collapsed, revealing the pale ground, and the yellow figure stood still, like smoke, eye-catching.
The strange screams of the three corpses, Su Jing, the smiling kid, Zhao Tieping and a few other soldiers were jumping and shouting. This turn of events was too sudden, but it is precisely because of the suddenness that it is truly touching.
It makes people forget themselves! A group of boys are really crazy.
He was so happy that he went crazy with joy, and he was also scared out of his mind by the Ninth Princess. Ah Er also screamed with them, but he had not yet developed an expression, and there was no joy when he screamed, as if he wanted to eat human flesh.
How could this be possible? She was alone. Su Jing had always known that the young master's wife was capable of something incredible, but even if he had imagined it ten thousand times more, he would never have imagined that she could be so 'incredible'!
The enemy is the sea, Su Jing is the stone that stirs up hundreds of miles of waves, and Qianxun is the mountain, the towering mountain that fills the sea and plains.
Only when you see it can you understand that one person can really fight against the world.
Breaking through the clouds, breaking through the sea, the third sword broke through the siege, with one sword in front, the light yellow 'smoke shadow' was so light, washing away all the bloody obstacles between her and Su Jing.
Three sword strikes before and after, the sea collapsed and the clouds shattered, Qian Xun, who was trapped in the isolated city, stood in front of Su Jing.
Qian Xun put away her sword.
The high-spirited Sword Fairy disappeared, and she turned back into the indifferent woman. She ignored Su Jing for the time being, and turned back to look at the enemy: "No more fighting, you can leave."
There were too many blood evil soldiers to count. Qianxun just broke their formation and destroyed their offensive for a while. It was impossible to kill all the enemies. But looking at it from another angle, Qianxun Shi Shiran
Just walking out of the city, Siyue's formation couldn't trap her at all! There was no point in continuing to fight.
She can leave at any time if she wants to, and she can kill more Yin soldiers before leaving!
The blood evil soldiers began to gather again, and the sea of clouds became clear again, but there was no wind in the clouds and no waves in the sea. They were just gathering momentum, not attacking. The commander-in-chief of the Chinese army was urgently sending a message to Ghost King Siyue, waiting for orders.
Qian Xun came out in time. The casualties among Su Jing's group of men were not serious, but most of them were seriously injured. They supported each other and gathered around their master. Su Jing regained some strength at this time, and united the three heavens into one again, sneaking up
Mobilize to help the evildoers defeat the evil soldiers within.
Not long after, the soul-sealing smoke that covered more than two thousand miles circulated, gathered, and finally turned into a thin veil and fell into the sea of blood. Then the blood cloud and sea of blood flowed together and retreated towards the south. Without a word, Su Jing's income was
The 'fifty miles' that Gangtian killed didn't even ask.
As Qianxun exerted all his strength, a fierce battle ended, which was a bit abrupt, but not unreasonable.
Qian Xun then turned around and looked at Su Jing again.
Su Jing, the three corpses, A'er and the rest of the defeated group hurriedly saluted. After getting up, Su Jing said casually: "Did the disciple ruin the master's wife's affairs?"
"For ghosts in the underworld, the yang body is the best tonic, a rare and delicious food. A yang body at my level is more useful to ghosts. It can be refined into a yang fire body. This is a normal change, and it is also a life. But
The opportunity to activate the method and refine it is fleeting, and I have to wait until I am about to die." Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Qian Xun said more to Su Jing.
What she said was a bit confusing, but the whole thing was easy to understand. Su Jing asked, "Are you trying to lure the enemy?"
"When Bujin is about to be destroyed, Siyue will come in person to seize my Yang body." Qianxun responded: "I want to capture Siyue alive. There is a sharp formation where he lives, and I can't break it."
He deliberately showed weakness, suffered repeated defeats, and was finally trapped in an isolated city, just to lure the Ghost King to come in person, and then cause an attack to capture him alive.
In order to be realistic, even the zombies around her don't know Qian Xun's true thoughts. This is not surprising, she is a woman who keeps everything in her heart.
Now, in order to save Su Jing, Qian Xun completely revealed his skills, and his idea of luring the enemy was exposed.
When the "reinforcements" first arrived, Qian Xun in the city didn't want to pay attention, but then Su Jing fought lively, with the Golden Crow Gangtian, the True Fire of the Sun, and the swordsmanship based on the sword foundation that Qian Xun built for him, plus the three
Qian Xun didn’t know who it was that brought the corpse’s star sword.
When Su Jing came, she would no longer be indifferent, but she was not in a hurry to take action. She watched from a distance as the disciples used endless tricks. She was fascinated until she finally saw that Su Jing was going to fight to the death. Qian Xun stopped him and drew his sword out of the city.
"My disciple is wrong, please punish me." Su Jing apologized, but his heart and face were filled with joy. He was truly happy, but it seemed that his apology was not sincere.
Qianxun ignored him, turned to look at the three corpses, and said coldly: "You laughed when you were about to die, and now you are crying again. Have you three lost your brains?"
As soon as the mistress came to him, the three corpses began to shed tears.
After hearing what the young lady said, the three of them not only shed tears, but also started slapping each other.
She was already ugly, but she became even uglier when she cried. Qianxun's voice became colder and colder: "Why don't you put that sad face away from me?"
It seemed that the three corpses wanted to put it away, but failed, and the tears became more violent. Besides sobbing, a low whimper escaped from the throat.
Qian Xun's pretty face was cold, her bare hand slightly shook the sword out of its sheath, and it flashed across the faces of the three corpses!
Su Jing is immortal and three corpses are immortal. There is no harm in killing three immortal things once. It seems that Qian Xun is really tired of them and wants to teach them a lesson.
The three corpses all thought they were going to die for once, but unexpectedly the sword came 'flat', not slashing, but slapping, and the slapping was very light. There were three snapping sounds in a series, and the young master's sword hit the three gods.
At that moment, a smile really slipped through the eyes of the indifferent woman, and it flashed so fast. If it weren't for the smile in her eyes that suddenly made her bright and lively, no one would have noticed the smile.
Wow, wow, wow, the three corpses cried loudly, wailing "Little Master's Wife" in their mouths, and rushed upward one after another. But Qian Xunni was crooked, and she hurriedly dodged to avoid the three guys, and the shining sword was in her hand.
He was holding it in his hand, but he didn't say anything about killing them back behind Su Jing with a single stroke.
They failed to pounce on the young master's wife. The three dwarf gods who could continue to eat meat, drink wine and hug their wives in the world held their heads in tears and almost disappeared. They were so wronged, so wronged.
Sheathing her sword again, Qian Xun looked at Su Jing again: "Tell me, how did you get here."
Ah Er and the smiling kid were all around Su Jing. It was not difficult to guess what happened, but Qian Xun didn't want to guess.
Su Jing recounted what happened since Ah Er's counterattack against Ming Mingzun, and finally said: "That's why we came here, and came all the way, just to save our master, just to save us."
After saying that, Su Jing smiled again——
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