Chapter 256 The Sword God Smiles (End of Volume 2)
Qin Feng nodded blankly.
Looking at the lady who was still glowing with a faint golden light.
He had a strong feeling that the lady was stronger at this moment.
Unbelievably strong!
Liu Jianli still held the Hanshui Sword in her right hand, and then made a move with her left hand.
In the Ten Thousand Swords Sword Formation, the Purple Lightning Divine Gun as the base of the formation flew into his hands.
Thunder arcs surged around the Divine Sword again, even more intense than before. It was excited.
The sound of the sword is like the roar of thunder!
"No, it's impossible!" The Yan Gu soul in the hair and beard of the god and demon made a sharp voice, and his tone was extremely shocking.
It seemed as if it had seen the Sword Ancestor from back then and came in person again.
It wanted to turn around and escape, but the water vapor around it turned into a prison in an instant, sealing it inside.
Liu Jianli turned her head and looked at Yan Gu Soul, her smile faded, and her eyes were as calm as a pool of autumn water.
She raised her left hand and gently waved the Purple Lightning Magic Gun.
There is no exaggerated sword energy, and the movements are as natural as a graceful dance.
But in this calmness, there is terrifying power hidden.
The space where Yan Gu's soul resides is like a piece of white paper cut in half by scissors, split into two, accompanied by a shrill scream.
This monstrous ferocious beast that participated in the Night of God's Food finally ended up with both its soul and spirit destroyed.
However, the black hair and whiskers of gods and demons were not annihilated by Liu Jianli's sword moves, but instead fell in the wind.
On the other side, the ghost-faced man who fought against Yue Hexuan saw Yan Gu being killed, and saw the hair and demon being without a master again, and no longer wanted to fight.
With just a flash, he appeared in front of the hair and beard of the god and demon, and then held it tightly in his right hand!
"You dare to be distracted when fighting with me." Yue Hexuan said coldly.
The surrounding wind suddenly rose, and the invisible wind sword turned into the strongest murderous intention and attacked the ghost face.
However, in the void, a bloody mouth appeared out of thin air, swallowing the ghost-faced man in one gulp, and no trace of him could be found again.
"The method of the void." Yue Hexuan's face looked ugly.
Without the ghost-faced man, the remaining men in black are nothing more than a mob.
With just a stick of incense, they were all subdued by the peak masters of Wanjian Sect.
Yue Hexuan's original plan was to keep him alive and find out the real mastermind behind the scenes.
But what he didn't expect was that the moment the men in black were subdued, their bodies expanded and then exploded into a mist of blood.
...
The soul of Yan Gu was destroyed, Liu Jianli activated the sword box to open it again, and the Hanshui Sword was put into it.
She originally wanted to return the Zidian Shenjun to Wanjian Sect, but she found that the Zidian Shenjun had slipped into the sword box and even squeezed the Hanshui Sword out of the way.
The clear sound of the sword sounded, as if Hanshui Sword was expressing dissatisfaction.
But soon, the sound of gurgling water was drowned out by the sound of surging lightning arcs.
Liu Jianli shook his head, not paying attention to this trivial matter.
She turned around again and looked at Qin Feng, her eyebrows were picturesque and her red lips parted slightly: "I have done what I promised you."
After hearing this, the original nervousness and anxiety disappeared. Qin Feng smiled and didn't say anything more. He just stepped forward and hugged the other party tightly.
A trace of panic flashed in Liu Jianli's eyes. The battle had just ended, and there must be many people still looking at this place.
The blush on Xiafei's cheeks reached the tips of her ears. She was powerful enough to kill the Yan Gu soul, but at this moment, she was like a noble lady who was at a loss!
"Just come back." Qin Feng said softly.
Liu Jianli's beautiful eyes widened slightly and her smile appeared. She buried her head in Qin Feng's arms and hummed softly.
Everything else is unimportant to her.
At this moment, she just wants to enjoy this time quietly.
...
The black realm dissipated, and the ghost head inside had long disappeared.
In the sect master's hall, Old Man Baili suddenly turned his head and looked around. Qin Jianan stood with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Sword Array, stroking his chin and smiling: "This boy knows how to seize opportunities.
There are so many people watching, so I don’t feel ashamed.”
"When you were with her, you were much stinker than this." Old Man Baili didn't take it seriously.
When Qin Jian'an heard this, he was suddenly startled. He seemed to be thinking of someone, and there was both sadness and reminiscence in his eyes.
"Unconsciously, eighteen years have passed. If she saw Feng'er marrying such an outstanding wife, she would definitely be very happy."
As he spoke, he looked moved and sighed softly: "It would have been better if I had not left her side back then..."
Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Old Man Baili raised his eyebrows and turned his head away.
Whoosh!
Just at this moment, a sound of breaking wind sounded, Yue Hexuan returned to the sect master's hall, frowned and said: "No one was left alive."
Old Man Baili looked up into the sky and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I can probably guess what they are going to do."
...
In a restaurant room, a man wearing a ghost mask was sitting by the window, pouring himself a drink.
After a moment, a figure appeared out of thin air, it was the ghost-faced man with the number four tattooed on his chest.
"Gongdu, what's wrong?" the drinking man asked.
The man named Gong Du respectfully handed over a black box and placed it on the table.
The drinking man opened it, and what was placed in the black box was the hair and whiskers of the gods and demons!
"not bad."
Although this was somewhat different from his original plan to use the power of the Life-Destroying Thunder and the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to eliminate the Killing Yan Gu, at least half of it was completed.
"It's just a pity that all the ancient divine breath was absorbed by Liu Jianli. Otherwise, if we could snatch the ancient divine breath, things would be much easier later on."
"It's my fault." Gong Du bowed.
"It has nothing to do with you. With that old guy and the ghost head here, I can bring back the hair and beard of the gods and demons safely. I am already very satisfied."
After a pause, the drinking man spoke again: "Absorbed the ancient divine aura and became the youngest third-grade sword god in history.
Ha, Liu Jianli is really a strange woman in the world.
As for her husband, he is also very interesting.
I actually thought of setting up the Shuizhu Tianlong Formation to gain Liu Jianli the most precious Three Breath Kung Fu."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this point, he picked up a roll of white paper beside the table and read the poem on it: "The clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows the threshold of dew. If not
See you at the top of the jade mountain, and meet under the moon at Yaotai.
What do you think of this poem?"
Gong Du shook his head: "I don't understand this."
The man sighed: "Oh, you really don't know how to be funny.
Just because this poem exists in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the human world?"
...
Tonight, the flowers are blooming and the moon is full.
On a boulder on a mountain peak of Wanjian Sect, two figures were holding hands and leaning on each other.
Bai Qiu, who was sitting by the guest room window, saw this scene and his face was bulging with anger: "This hateful guy is occupying Senior Sister Jianli again. I originally had a lot of things to say to Senior Sister!"
Lan Ningshuang glanced out the window and looked pleased: "Okay, Bai Qiu, hurry up and eat. Don't disturb the young lady and uncle."
"Oh." Bai Qiu's expression improved slightly when he heard that he was eating.
On the boulder, Liu Jianli gently leaned his head on Qin Feng's shoulder, with a slight smile on his face.
Qin Feng turned his head and looked up, feeling emotional. He remembered the snowman he had built in the Qin Mansion.
In order to preserve the smile of the beauty in his heart, he carved that look with a snowman.
But looking at it now, compared with the real person, it is really a world of difference.
Liu Jianli's smile can even outshine the beauty of the moonlight.
And he wanted to protect this smile.
I want to witness the passage of time with my wife and walk through the vicissitudes of life together.
"Where are you going to sleep tonight?" Liu Jianli asked suddenly, her voice as low as a mosquito's fly. Under the moonlight, her face was flushed with shame, which was really pretty.
"Where are you sleeping? Of course you are a guest..." Halfway through his words, Qin Feng suddenly understood something, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
He hurriedly changed his words: "The bed in the Wanjian Sect's guest room was too hard. I had insomnia for several days. I wonder if the bed in your disciple's room would be softer.
I want to try it."
"Okay." Liu Jianli lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Qin Feng.
But Qin Feng was cheering for himself in his heart. Tonight, he would avenge his shame and break the half-hour record!
should......
Can it?
PS: This volume is called Sword God Yixiao, and I have come to an end here.
I'm really relieved. The ending is the most troublesome, especially since this volume has so many emotional scenes. It's so hard for me.
Also, I just discovered that in the previous chapter "Don't Talk...", I clearly wrote the time, but those few paragraphs were swallowed up by the system.
No wonder some readers commented, "Did the defense not be broken?"
Uh, this reader, don't put your own tragic experience on the male protagonist, thank you.
Last night I dreamed that Qin Feng grabbed me by the throat and said, "Fat boy, you have written hundreds of thousands of words, and it is my wife who always shows off her saintliness in front of others. When will it be my turn?"
I gave Qin Feng a good beating and replied: "Don't worry, the next volume will be yours, but you have to pay a small price..."