Chapter 217

"Bastard!" after being shocked, Zi Lingyun picked up the sword around her and stabbed Jin Zhongliang. However, the aphrodisiac did not completely disperse. Her body was a little soft and weak. The sword was out of alignment. Jin Zhongliang frowned and woke up. When she saw the scene in front of her, she looked extremely embarrassed.

But he didn't give way, but let the sword stab him.

The tip of the sword was stained with Jin Zhongliang's blood, and the sword body gave out a faint silver light. Unexpectedly, it recognized the Lord.

Jin Zhongliang got the gentleman's sword.

Ten beauties are combined into one handle and quietly suspended in front of the purple aura.

"I..." Jin Zhongliang's throat was dry. He didn't know what to say. He just felt a little pain in his heart. He couldn't tell clearly. There was an inexplicable but uncontrollable pain.

At this time, Zi Lingyun had taken out her clothes and put them on. She felt that her state of mind was also very strange. At this time, she could probably guess what Jin Zhongliang wanted to say, but that guess made her angry.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she found that her accomplishments had been greatly improved. She even reached the great perfection in the distracted period, which did not count. She felt the change of her body and the change of her aura. She always felt that if she went back to seclusion this time, she would have a 50% grasp of the impact on the fit.

After having that kind of relationship with him, will cultivation be advanced? Purple Lingyun looked strangely at Jin Zhongliang and thought she had eaten a perfect tonic pill?

"Sorry, don't worry..."

As soon as Jin Zhongliang opened his mouth, purple Lingyun screwed up her eyebrows. She suddenly remembered martial uncle. What would she do if she encountered such a situation? She has such a temperament

She seemed indifferent, but she fought with her life and saved all their lives.

She is also very arrogant. Her speech makes people gnash their teeth, but she has no choice but to be arrogant. Purple Lingyun always thinks that she will roll her eyes? Will you be laughed at by martial uncle? Such an embarrassing thing happened

Zi Lingyun turned back, raised her chin and smiled at Kim Jong Il like flowers. She said word by word: "I won't be responsible for you."

Not that I don't want you to be responsible, but that I won't be responsible for you.

Jin Zhongliang was a little stunned. After a long time, there was no woman in purple in front of him. He smiled. His eyes were bright, but his smile was a little bitter. It was also because of his spiritual attack that he told flower string music at the beginning, so he said that he would be responsible for her, and flower string music said that I didn't need you to be responsible at that time.

And purple Lingyun told him condescending that I would not be responsible for you. He looked at the gentleman's sword in his hand, sighed silently, and then looked inside at his Dantian to know the sea. The spirit was still there, which made him angry.

Xiaoyao sect! Jin Zhongliang's eyes were cold and murderous, which made the gentleman's sword roar, and Su Hanjin heard the sound.

……

"Is that the sword?" Su Hanjin frowned.

"That's the sword."

"Xiaoxiao, no other sword in the sword tomb can beat him?" Su Hanjin's heart asking sword lived two sword souls. In order to distinguish, she called one Xiaoxiao and the other heart.

It seems that the plot is irreversible. Jin Zhongliang still won the power of sword tomb, and xianjianmen is still the first. After going out, the leader and Shifu will be very disappointed. Thinking of this, Su Hanjin feels a little depressed and a little depressed.

"Actually..."

Peach blossom didn't speak when she smiled. The body of the heart asking sword trembled violently, and her voice disappeared instantly. Su Hanjin heard the voice of her heart, very hurried, and cried, "sister, sister..."

What happened?

"I don't understand," he said.

After a long time, the sound of laughter sounded, and it didn't sound abnormal.

"Nothing. The best sword in the sword tomb is the gentleman's sword. You can't beat him."

"Now I'll take all the swords in the sword tomb and let them pick them slowly." Su Hanjin gnashed her teeth and said, she has hairpins, immortal tools and white jade life and death gourds. It's easy to install flying swords!

"Why don't you understand anything!"

"Well, no one really told her." and Tianxuan Jianmen hasn't won for many years.

"This is jianhun mountain, which can only be met by a lucky person. There is also a mountain in the sword tomb, called Chenguang mountain. Although the sword on the mountain is weaker than jianhun mountain, it is also a good sword. Obtaining the power of the sword tomb is equivalent to obtaining the key to the opening of Chenguang mountain, and their disciples can go in and pick up swords. As for the swords outside, they are mostly residual swords, or the sword spirits inside are too fierce It's heavy. There are no more than twenty that can be used. "

"Is there any material for casting swords?" the plot is irreversible. Now she can only go by the side door.

"Yes," said Xiaoxiao in a low voice. After that, she didn't feel any abnormality. She said happily, "I'll take you."

As soon as the voice fell, the vast white space disappeared instantly. Su Hanjin returned to the peach blossom mountain. The peach blossom was still there, but the Qingtan disappeared, leaving only the one in front of her. She stood by the pool, her reflection clearly visible on the sapphire. At her feet, there is a peach blossom smile without spirituality.

Although it is difficult to raise the sword, there is always a chance to regenerate the soul of the sword. At least it is a fairy sword. Su Hanjin put peach blossom smile into the hairpin, and then followed the guidance of smile and flew down the mountain to the south.

Xiaoxiao led the way. Everything went smoothly. During this period, there was a short eyed fierce remnant sword blocking the way, which was split by her sword. After a whole day's journey, he went through countless forks and drilled several deep holes. Su Hanjin finally stopped in a canyon and stared at the vision in front of him.

On the cliff, a waterfall poured down from high altitude. In mid air, it was divided into countless small waterfalls like silver lines, and under the white spray, there was a green light.

"What is that?"

"The green of the nether world."

It's the green jade buried under the cold pool in the forbidden area of Tianxuan sword gate. It's the material used to cast the heart sword. It's a whole Cliff

"Am I dazzled?" Su Hanjin finally rubbed his eyes foolishly, and finally exclaimed, "my God!"

In the future, the disciples of Tianxuan sword sect formed a ten thousand people array with one hand and waved fluorescent sticks, which disturbed the aura between heaven and earth. What a shocking scene.

Su Hanjin silently pulled down the corners of her mouth. After returning, the disciples of casting sword Island were busy

……

Those who are destined can naturally see jianhun mountain. Jiang yunya is crazy about swords. He reached jianhun mountain one step earlier than Jin Zhongliang. However, he also faces a choice. There was only one cool place in the raging flame. He stopped there and met the sword attracted by him.

That's the sword of ice. The blade of the sword is cold and frosty. Even within five feet around the sword, there is ice and snow everywhere.

However, one person can only keep one sword at a time. The sword of cold ice is also a fairy sword. It also has its pride.

"If you put down the sword in your hand, I will belong to you." this is not that it forces him to make a choice, but its own pride.

Jiang yunya took a look at the burning heart in his hand. He could feel its grievance and caution. That feeling was clearly transmitted to his heart. Because they are already connected.

He smiled and whispered, "the sword in my hand is the best sword."

At that moment, the joy of burning the heart sword suddenly poured out, and those sweetness suddenly filled his heart. Jiang yunya's smile gradually bloomed, from the slightly upturned lips at the beginning to the corners of his eyes. The eyebrows were full of smiles. The microwaves in his eyes were not spring, but spring.

"It's the best sword?" the self-esteem of the cold ice sword can't be provoked. It's the oldest sword in the sword tomb. The sword soul is even more wise. Although no one controls it, it still has exquisite swordsmanship and even pure sword intention. Therefore, a competition in kendo began.

"Who is the best sword?" every victory of the cold ice sword will proudly raise its head and ask.

"Burning heart sword."

The whole body was hurt. Jiang yunya gasped slowly and answered without hesitation. When he replied a little, he fought with the ice sword again.

"Who is the best sword!"

"The sword in my hand, the heart burning sword."

……

The cold ice sword feels that it is more and more difficult to win, and the person holding the sword has made rapid progress. After all, it is the person it likes. It believes in its own vision, that is, the ugly heart burning sword, which seems to be more powerful than before.

It even felt that if it continued, it would lose, and it would eventually lose. The pride of the fairy sword naturally did not allow such a result to happen. For the last time, after it narrowly won, the cold ice sword angrily said, "well, your heart burning sword is also good. Unfortunately, you go. I don't want to see you again."

"Wait..." a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Jiang yunya's mouth, but he didn't take care of it, but frowned and said, "wait a minute."

"Why, you've changed your mind and want to take me away?" the ice sword jumped into a tunnel, but after saying that, it realized that it was too excited, so it coughed and said calmly: "my pride told me to think about it."

"Next time, I can beat you." Jiang yunya said slowly. He liked the feeling of fighting with the cold ice sword. By fighting with it, he felt that his swordsmanship was more exquisite. He could also learn exquisite swordsmanship from it, which gave him a deeper understanding of swordsmanship.

He can beat it. Jiang yunya holds the sword in his hand, and the heart burning sword is connected with his heart. At this time, the sword is also bright and powerful. During this time, not only his Kendo was improved, but also his heart burning sword was different.

Although he didn't know where the difference was, he could clearly feel that the mood of burning heart sword was more diverse and distinct than before.

"Roll!" the sword of cold ice said angrily.

There is the space of the sword. Under the anger of the cold ice sword, Jiang yunya was kicked out. The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and the divine love on Jiang yunya's face remained unchanged.

At this time, he was still in the volcano, but the coolness disappeared. The rolling heat wave made his eyebrows frown slightly. After a short pause, he slowly walked down the mountain with a burning heart sword. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)