Chapter 132

In leiming temple.

In the wing room, the swords are in full swing.

Xin Zi stands with a sword and stops Xiao ningyue who is trying to capture the patio mirror. The gas engine rises sharply.

Xiao ningyue suddenly stopped, and her face was very gloomy.

"Get out of the way!"

Xiao ningyue cheered in a cold voice. On his hands, the air lingered.

Xin Zi was not afraid at all. On the long sword in her hand, the sword was full-bodied. She said in a cold voice, "if you don't let me, what will you do?"

"To die!" Xiao ningyue gave a big drink, and her hands suddenly moved forward. On her slender fingers, she suddenly burst out the air engine, like arrows, shooting straight to Xinzi.

Xin Zi didn't hesitate to move her hand. The sword trembled in her hand. The Qi of the sword was like a blooming flower. It was like a cobweb of Qi engines, which defeated all the Qi engines.

Behind him, the monk, who was holding the patio mirror in his hand, was suddenly surprised. He looked down at the mirror in his hand, and his face was incredible.

Did you just get the mirror?

Turning his head, he saw that the two well-known women had already started fighting. The monk was so scared that he ran out with the well in his arms that day.

In the wing room, the air machine kept flowing. Finally, he stepped forward, put his hands together, and said in a deep voice, "Amitabha, the important place of Buddhism, please stop here."

Unfortunately, the two did not seem to hear the general, without hesitation to each other.

All kinds of sword Qi were splashed out, and the room was covered by all kinds of Qi. The air splashed out of the room smashed the tables, chairs and benches in an instant, and holes were also smashed on the ground.

The relief monk had to raise his hand gently, palm his hands and wave it forward suddenly.

A magnificent air engine suddenly enveloped the whole room.

Qi Qi is simple and simple, with a little depression, just like a hill, directly pressing down.

The two men, who were still fighting, suddenly changed their faces and stepped back, a little shocked.

Celestial realm?

Sure enough, it's one of the seven sacred places of martial arts. It seems that the middle-aged monk Shihuai can suppress them with the help of celestial phenomena.

"Two benefactors, it's not convenient to start here. Please sit still."

Seeing that they were separated in an instant, the monk said softly.

Xin Zi's face was gloomy, but she didn't feel bad for the monk, so she nodded gently.

Xiao ningyue, on the other side, has been provoked for several times, and her anger is rising. However, due to the monk's strong and invincible Qi, she just gives up.

At the next moment, Xiao ningyue strode out and said in a cold voice: "dare you go to the sea to fight?"

Xin Zi narrowed her eyes and sneered, "I'm afraid of you?"

After that, Xiao ningyue disappeared in the same place.

Xin Zi went with her without hesitation.

Relief monk a face helpless, standing in place, a wry smile.

At the door of the wing room, the monk Shuan, who had just trotted out, went back and looked at the relief in the room. He said in a soft voice: "brother jiansi, are the two benefactors really going to fight?"

Relieved, but nodded.

He hesitated for a moment, looked down at the pristine mirror in his arms and said gently, "I'll go and have a look, too."

Release just want to stop, but has disappeared release monk trace.

There was silence all around.

Monk Shihuai suddenly grinned and looked at the Buddha statue behind him. He put his hands together and said in a low voice, "Shizu, little Shidi, I hope you can have a good road."

Monk Shuan, who has no accomplishments, can take away Xiao ningyue's courtyard mirror, which is the accomplishment of xuanzhijing. This kind of action is really not far away from that Avenue.

In the courtyard mirror.

It's snowy all around.

The figure from the shooting, in less than a hundred steps away from Su Chunsheng, suddenly stopped, staring at a pair of eyes, looking up and down at Su Chunsheng.

Su Chunsheng was shocked.

The person in front of me is a woman! Wearing a long black dress, her face is white and delicate, and her figure is tall. It seems that she is no lower than Su Chunsheng. On the other hand, the woman in black has a simple sword spirit. It seems that every move sends out a strong sword spirit.

Su Chunsheng has seen a lot of sword masters, especially in the cold sky sword tomb. There are many sword practitioners, and they are very keen on repairing swords. But in front of him, he only saw one person. There is Chixiao sword spirit!

So Su Chunsheng speculated that most of the people in front of him were the swordsmen of some peerless weapon.

The patio mirror is really unusual.

After looking at Su Chunsheng for a moment, the woman took a step forward. Just a seemingly weak step, she jumped in front of Su Chunsheng.

Su Chunsheng was suddenly surprised and had to be on guard.

But the woman in black, just a hand, a sharp sword gas directly gushed out, straight to Su Chunsheng's forehead.

It's too fast!

Su Chunsheng was shocked. Although he was injured, he still couldn't see the path of the sword Qi. It seemed that he appeared out of thin air.

To avoid, Su Chunsheng can only slightly sideways, trying to avoid the key parts.

The next moment, the ancient simple and turbulent sword Qi burst in Su Chunsheng's chest.

Bang!

When the shock came out, Su Chunsheng's whole body seemed to have been impacted. He withdrew a few steps backward, but the sword Qi didn't hurt him.

Then, a white figure appeared in front of Su Chunsheng and stood in front of the woman in black.

"Enough of that?"

The woman's cold voice came, facing the opposite woman in black.

But the woman in black didn't get angry. Instead, she grinned and said, "elder sister, the master you chose is really not good. You can't hide such a little sword spirit. How can you become a Dixian in the future?"

The woman in white did not answer, but turned to Su Chunsheng.

Su Chunsheng had already guessed that the white dress in front of him was Chixiao sword spirit, but when he saw the exquisite and beautiful face, he was still shocked.

A woman's sword spirit is like an immortal.

You know, in the past, when Su Chunsheng saw the Chixiao sword spirit, most of them were vague and could not see clearly. Now, the face of the Chixiao sword spirit is completely displayed in front of Su Chunsheng.

Beauty is as rare as an immortal.

The Chixiao sword spirit of time lightly a smile, way: "don't know?"

Su Chunsheng, with a restrained look, shook his head and said, "I was shocked to see it clearly for the first time."

"Better than you think, or less than you think?"

Chixiao sword Spirit said with a smile.

Su Chunsheng breathes out a breath, way: "dare not think of, also did not contrast."

"I am satisfied with your answer, master." Chixiao sword spirit smiles, turns his head and points to the woman in black who blinks at his side, and says slowly: "Qingmang, you probably know."

Su Chunsheng was shocked.

Green sword?

It's said that the ancient magic soldier who killed the dragon?