The storm of swords still has a tendency to expand, and is about to engulf the void. The destructive power spreads in the storm, as if it wants to tear everything apart.
Yue Bingying's beautiful eyes were filled with shock, and her delicate body was trembling slightly. She couldn't believe her eyes. The thin figure of the young man in white looked very small in front of the storm of swords, but it gave people an inexplicable feeling.
A sense of security, as if he was there and everything would be solved.
The young man in white clothes slowly turned around. When he saw Yue Bingying's face, his tall body couldn't help but tremble. He was silent for a moment and said, "Bingying."
A blush appeared on Yue Bingying's pretty face, she was extremely shy, lowered her head, and did not dare to look at the young man in white. She was as shy and attractive as the girl next door, without the heroic spirit of the previous lady from a big family.
The young man in white had a doting look on his face and said softly: "If you still don't want to see me, I'll just leave."
After saying that, he turned around and left, appearing very determined. Seeing this, Yue Bingying suddenly raised her head, a trace of panic flashed in her beautiful eyes, and subconsciously said: "No, don't leave!"
As soon as the voice fell, the body of the young man in white suddenly stopped there. A cunning look flashed in his bright eyes. He turned around and said tentatively: "What do you mean?"
"I still need a guard by my side. If you are willing, please stay." Yue Bingying's beautiful eyes flashed with infinite shyness, she lowered her head and murmured, her voice low enough that only two people could hear her clearly.
"That's it." The young man in white had a thoughtful look on his face, as if he was considering it.
"Forget it if you don't want to." Yue Bingying said somewhat displeasedly when she saw that the man in white seemed unwilling.
"Who said I'm not willing anymore?" A smile broke out on the face of the young man in white, and he said with a smile: "I'm afraid someone is telling the truth. If I leave like this, I'm afraid I'll be known as a heartless person. I don't want to be accused by thousands of people.
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Seeing that the young man in white was glowing with joy and was very proud of himself, Yue Bingying's beautiful eyes couldn't help but froze. She quickly realized what she was doing and became even more shy. This guy is so annoying!
The young man in white's eyes became gentler, he took a step forward, gently pulled Yue Bingying into his arms, stared into those clear eyes, and said affectionately: "From the first moment I saw you, my love
My heart is already full and cannot accommodate anything else. If you let me leave, I really don’t know how to survive."
Yue Bingying's heart trembled, and she only felt a warmth flowing through her heart. It was extremely warm. She slowly raised her head, looked at the handsome face close at hand, and asked: "Is what you said true?
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"Of course it's true." The young man in white looked at the beauty in front of him fondly and said, "If that were not the case, why would I not be willing to travel thousands of miles to become a disciple of the Qingtian Sword Sect? This is enough to explain everything."
Yue Bingying nodded slightly, there was no need to express some feelings deliberately from her mouth, everything was unspoken and could be felt with her heart.
"How did you do it?" Yue Bingying suddenly thought of something and asked doubtfully.
"How did you do that?" The young man in white looked at Yue Bingying with the same confusion, wondering what she meant by this.
Yue Bingying said: "You are practicing in Qingtian Sword Sect, where resources are extremely scarce. How did you reach this point in such a short period of time?"
As if he understood the doubts in Yue Bingying's heart, the young man in white smiled heartily and said: "After Qin Xuan took the Soul-Destroying Sword, I knew that you must return to Qingzhou City. Soon I returned to the family and entered the clan.
My secret realm, I will come to Piaoxue City to look for you."
When Yue Bingying heard this, she was extremely shocked. Although she entered the secret realm of the clan, the journey of cultivation did not happen overnight. He must have sacrificed a lot to achieve such a huge improvement in such a short period of time.
"Thank you for your hard work." Yue Bingying gently stroked the face of the young man in white with her beautiful hands, her beautiful eyes filled with deep love. This simple sentence contained too much emotion.
"Qingfeng." A loud voice came, making Luo Qingfeng's eyes condensed and he looked towards the speaker.
I saw a tall young man walking through the air. He had a powerful aura and was at the fifth level of Yuanfu Realm. He was one of the highest-level people among the geniuses who entered the Holy Pool.
[31 Novel Network ] When Luo Qingfeng saw the person coming, his eyes suddenly froze and his brows furrowed, but he still shouted: "Brother."
The person who came was none other than Luo Fengyun, the head of the three brothers of the Luo family, a disciple of the Zhanlong Sect.
Luo Fengyun is more majestic than Luo Qianchuan, and there is an innate majesty between his brows, as if he is not angry and self-defeating. He is a little more stable than Luo Qingfeng, giving people a feeling of deep scheming.
Luo Fengyun nodded, and when he saw Yue Bingying next to Luo Qingfeng, a look of doubt suddenly flashed across his face. Then when he saw the two standing extremely close, he suddenly had a guess in his heart, and said: "Are you together?
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After saying these words, Yue Bingying couldn't help but lower her head. Luo Qingfeng naturally took a step forward, blocking Yue Bingying behind him, and nodded: "Yes."
After receiving Luo Qingfeng's personal confirmation, Luo Fengyun's eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking.
At this time, Luo Qingfeng was also a little worried. He knew this eldest brother very well, and he was very deep in the city. He would do whatever it took to achieve his goals. He had a high status in Zhan Long Sect not only because of his talent.
"Miss Yue, I'm Luo Fengyun." Luo Fengyun didn't look at Luo Qingfeng anymore, but cupped her fists at Yue Bingying.
Yue Bingying nodded slightly, which was a response to Luo Fengyun's words. She didn't like Luo Fengyun very much either. He looked very cold and unapproachable.
"Brother, we still have something to do, so we'll leave first." Luo Qingfeng didn't want to stay any longer. He took Yue Bingying's hand and was about to leave. At this time, Luo Fengyun suddenly said: "You should tell the family about this matter as soon as possible, and don't
Forget about the one from the Wan family, sometimes you still have to recognize your own identity."
After the words fell, Luo Fengyun left the place directly, but Luo Qingfeng's face looked a little ugly. Is this a warning to him?
"Qingfeng, don't worry about that, I am sincere to you." Yue Bingying looked at Luo Qingfeng and said seriously.
Luo Qingfeng shook his head, took a deep breath, and said, "Don't worry, I won't retreat so easily. It seems it's time to do something to make the Yue family recognize me."
Suddenly, Luo Qingfeng raised his head and looked at the holy light that was constantly falling from the sky above the vacuum world. A dazzling light flashed in his eyes and he said, "Wait for me."
After saying that, he flashed and rushed directly into the sky. A very strong momentum suddenly erupted from his body, mixed with the extremely tyrannical conception of the sword. In terms of real cultivation, many people here are stronger than Luo Qingfeng.
, but when it comes to understanding the artistic conception of the sword, there are very few people who are better than him.
The terrifying conception of the sword filled the air, covering the endless area in an instant. Storms of swords swept out, and the holy light fell down and was caught in the storm. At this moment, a lot of holy light was absorbed by Luo Qingfeng alone, causing
Many people are looking this way.
"Who is he?" someone asked, with strong anger on his face.
"I don't know, if the artistic conception of such a majestic sword is not a member of the Yue family, it is a disciple of the Shadow Moon Pavilion." A person next to him said, his eyes were also a little evil. If one person swept away so much holy light, they could still absorb it.
What.
Although the vacuum world is very large, spanning thousands of miles, the sky at this moment is occupied by many talented people, making it seem a little small for a moment.
There are a total of forty-eight people entering the holy pool. Whether they are from other regions or from the seven major cities, everyone has superhuman talents. At this moment, they are not holding back at all. They all bloom their strongest magical powers and try their best to bring more saints.
Light is absorbed into the body.
Each of the seven geniuses occupies a vast space and does not interfere with each other. Some of the other spaces are occupied by the disciples of the seven forces, and the remaining part is occupied by a few powerful people.
I saw a figure sitting in the void above a space, with hands clasped together and a solemn appearance. Although the eyes were closed, it gave people a sense of incomparable peace.
Behind him, the bright and boundless Buddha light continued to bloom, permeating the heaven and earth, as if forming a huge Buddhist mirror. Wherever the mirror reflected, the holy light was absorbed into the Buddhist mirror.
"Since he is the Buddha of Kongyin Temple, he should forget everything and listen to the Buddha's voice. Why should he come here to absorb the holy light."
A hearty laughter resounded throughout the world. After hearing the words, Bu Bu slowly opened his eyes and looked in a direction, only to see a slender figure stepping forward, holding a long harp in his hand, extremely chic.
"Qin Donor doesn't absorb the Holy Light, why did he come to this little monk?" He said to Qin Wushuang, saying the Buddha's voice.
"I'll use the master's holy light." A strange smile flashed across Qin Wu's eyes, and he saw the long qin in his hand shoot out quickly, like a sharp sword, revealing extremely sharp killing intent, as if it was about to pierce the void.
However, his expression suddenly changed, as if he did not expect Qin Wushuang to attack suddenly, and the attack was so fierce. It was obvious that he had been prepared.
Only his hands were in seals, holding the Buddha's light. Dozens of Buddha seals suddenly condensed in front of his body, seeming to contain Mahayana Buddhism, and the endless radiance of the Buddha's path was released, covering this space.
The Changqin hit the Buddha's seal, and there was only a loud bang, and the Buddha's light scattered all over the sky. The seemingly solid Buddha's seal actually cracked inch by inch, turning into thousands of stars. The Changqin's momentum did not diminish, and it shot towards Bubu at high speeds.
Go, Sen Leng's murderous intention keeps approaching.
Instead of trembling inside, I just felt that my whole body was locked with a killing intent and a biting coldness.
A look of doubt flashed in his eyes. How long had it been? Why did Qin Wushuang suddenly become so powerful?