The death of Zhao Guangyi made Wu Li somewhat sad. The radiance all over his body skyrocketed, and he continuously launched his natal magical power to attack the strong sword energy around Su Qingjiu. He was also at the peak of the twelve realms, and Wu Li was a demon clan with a strong physical body.
In fact, as long as Wu Li is more decisive, there is a low chance of exchanging lives with Su Qingjiu.
Once the life-changing is really successful, Wu Li, the peak demon immortal of the Twelve Realm, Su Qingjiu, the master of Changming Mountain, one of the strongest swordsmen in the life-changing human race, and the ancestral mountain of the demon clan will definitely favor the Xijian clan where Wu Li belongs.
However, Wu Li couldn't make up his mind, so he hesitated slightly in his moves. After a dozen moves, he was hit by Su Qingjiu's three swords. Under the thick sword energy, his body was already covered with scars.
Zhao Suiguang drove the blue cauldron and kept turning, defending more than attacking. At this moment, he regretted it. Shouldn't he have come to the snowy Tianchi to seek death?
But at this moment, Su Qingjiu's voice came from his heart: "Zhao Suiguang, do you want to give you a chance to live?"
"ah?!"
Zhao Suiguang's heart trembled: "Please... please tell Immortal Su Da if you have anything to say."
Su Qingjiu smiled and said: "I can definitely kill you and Wu Li, but I will definitely get injured. I haven't seen my brother Lin Zhao for a hundred years, and I don't want him to see my injured appearance.
I don’t want brother Lin Zhao to worry about me, so I hope you can cooperate with me. I will launch the flying sword to attack Wuli, and you will be responsible for the sneak attack. How about it?"
"this……"
Zhao Suiguang looked hesitant.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but he doesn't dare, because Wu Li is a member of the Monster Clan, and the Qingliang Sect, the first sect in the north of the human race, actually has quite a lot of connections with the Monster Clan. From the time when Huang Tingyu was imprisoned in Qianlong
Since the beginning of Yuanzhong, the Qingliang Sect has actually been working for the demon clan, but the person who contacted the demon clan has always been the ancestor Zhao Jingyu. He has always been ignored as the sect leader. Now if Wu Li is really killed, no matter whether it is the demon clan
Neither the clan nor the ancestor Zhao Jingyu would let him go.
Su Qingjiu narrowed her beautiful eyes, drew out her sword to suppress Wu Li's attack, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, in my forbidden world of swordsmanship, no one can understand what is happening here, and Wu Li's death will not happen to anyone.
By blaming you, I can also create an illusion for you to escape with serious injuries. The monster clan and Zhao Jingyu can only blame Wu Li for his poor planning, but they cannot blame you, Zhao Suiguang."
"In that case, fine!"
Zhao Suiguang gritted his teeth and said: "I, Zhao Suiguang, am a human race. Who would be willing to cooperate with the demon race unless we have no choice?"
Su Qingjiu smiled, just listen to this. Do you, Zhao Suiguang, really think that I, Su Qingjiu, am as easy to deceive as a little girl?
…
The next moment, Su Qingjiu's sword intent suddenly surged, and the two natal flying swords came out of the body at the same time. Suddenly the sword light filled the sky and hit Wu Li.
The strongest natural scales were used to resist Su Qingjiu's offensive. There was lightning and thunder for a moment, and countless sword energies struck the scales, like thousands of thunders attacking a city.
Wu Li gritted his teeth, and wisps of blood spurted out from between his teeth. It was too difficult. He had never fought such a difficult twelve realms in his life. He was killed in just twenty moves.
She was bleeding. Is she still a sword cultivator in the 12th realm? Even Wu Li believed that she was a 13th realm swordsman.
He struggled to hold on while looking for opportunities to escape.
But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him. It was Zhao Suiguang who drove the green tripod down from the sky and hit Wu Li hard on the forehead. For a moment, Wu Li felt refreshed. Not to mention spitting out blood, his vitality was also hit, and a crack spread all the way down from his head. It was already difficult to resist Su Qingjiu. Now that he was attacked by Zhao Suiguang of the Twelve Realm, the injury can be imagined. Know!
In an instant, Wu Li had fallen to the eleventh level!
There's nothing more to say.
Su Qingjiu's sword light flashed down, and a sword that reached the peak of the 12th realm fell from the sky. At this moment, Wu Li couldn't move, his whole body was restrained by the opponent's kendo restrictions, and he could only condense a demonic aura to face it. The sky spurted out, but no one could resist it. Su Qingjiu's sword separated the strong demonic energy, directly penetrated Wu Li's heart, and blasted his body across the body.
"Ahhhh~~~~"
Wu Li leaned back and screamed in agony.
Su Qingjiu raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of sword energy suddenly shot out from between Wu Li's eyebrows, piercing through the skull and directly blowing up the opponent's spirit ruins. In this way, no matter how strong the body was, it would not be able to survive.
…
"Plop!"
Wu Li knelt on the ground, fell slowly, and lost his breath.
"..."
Zhao Suiguang stood in the air with a pale face. He glanced at Su Qingjiu and said, "How... now?"
"Want me to strike with a sword?"
Su Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Otherwise, you won't be able to explain anything when you return to Qingliang Sect."
"You won't be hacked to death, right?"
Zhao Suiguang gritted his teeth.
"Won't."
Su Qingjiu smiled and said, "Do you think I need to do this if I want to kill you?"
"knew."
Zhao Suiguang slowly landed on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Suiguang, take the sword!"
A ray of sword light fell from the sky, and Zhao Suiguang was shaken all over. The sword energy slashed neatly from the shoulders to the legs, and the skin and flesh were torn apart. It was very scary, but it did not hurt the muscles or bones, nor did it hurt Zhao Suiguang. The path of cultivation.
"Thank you very much, Sword Immortal Su..."
Zhao Suiguang clasped his fists and said, "Can I leave now?"
"Don't worry."
Su Qingjiu stretched out his hand and said, "You left the tripod. It looks pretty good. Brother Lin Zhao should like it very much."
"ah?!"
Zhao Suiguang was stunned: "This...is this my natal creature?"
"so what?"
Su Qingjiu raised his eyebrows: "Do you think that one sword will end the matter? Don't forget, you went up the mountain this time to kill my brother Lin Zhao, and sparing you life is already the most benevolent thing!"
"In that case..."
Zhao Suiguang gritted his teeth and raised his hand to peel off the blue tripod. At the moment when the natal mark in the tripod was severed, Zhao Suiguang's realm dropped directly from the middle stage of the twelfth realm to the early stage of the twelfth realm, and his expression was pale.
"get out."
Su Qingjiu dispersed into his own little world, and the restriction on the empty mountain outside also disappeared. It seemed that the magic weapon was damaged in the battle, so it disappeared on its own.
Zhao Suiguang was bleeding all over, and Yu Feng left in a hurry.
…
The moment Su Qingjiu's little world dispersed, her figure also appeared at the mountain gate. Next to it, Wu Li's body lay. He looked up at the hut next to him and saw a slovenly man carrying a long sword on his back and holding a noodle bowl in his hand, eating breakfast. When he saw Su Qingjiu looking at him, he immediately put down the bowl and slowly made a fist. , no longer hiding it.
"Twelve-level sword cultivator of the military strategist, Tang Guangjun, meet Su Jianxian!"
Su Qingjiu was a little confused: "Are you here?"
"Ah...hahahaha..."
Tang Guangjun scratched his head and said with great embarrassment: "I made a small mistake in the ancestral court of the military family, and was punished by the master to be sent to the Snowy Tianchi to serve as the gatekeeper for Junior Brother Lin Zhao for ten years. Please Su Jianxian, please don't doubt me.
He is loyal, as can be seen from the sun and the moon, and from the heaven and the earth! Moreover, before, I also helped my junior brother to deal with some people who were inconvenient for him to deal with. Please ask Su Jianxian for your advice."
"oh……"
Su Qingjiu nodded, this man was respectful to brother Lin Zhao and seemed to be a good person, so forget it and won't kill him.
She passed by Tang Guangjun.
Tang Guangjun breathed a sigh of relief, tnnd, when he was in the ancestral court of the military family, his eyes were high and he felt that my swordsmanship was worthy of everyone except the master. Now that he has come to the world, the people he meets are more evil than the others. Obviously
I am a twelve-level swordsman, so why do I feel like I can't beat anyone? The Lord of Changming Mountain, his sword-centered magic is really powerful.
Tang Guangjun is confident. If the two of them fight with all their strength, within a hundred moves, I, Tang Guangjun, will definitely die!
…
Su Qingjiu stepped into the small town.
The stone bridge is still the same stone bridge as when I was a child, but the workmanship is more refined. The stone bridge when I was a child is shabby, but it holds too many childhood memories. The appearance of the town has also changed greatly.
The streets are no longer full of wealthy families, and the houses in the back streets are also well built. There is a small courtyard built at the ancestral home of Lin Zhao's brother's family. It is better than the previous one, but it is not inhabited yet.
When we passed the former site of Qian Street Bookstore, there was already a large academy here, which could accommodate hundreds of school children. That Mr. Qin, Xiaojiuer used to often walk by his door, and sometimes even gave him
The scholar who didn't talk much gave him a piece of candy or something, but later I found out that Mr. Qin was a Confucian sage, and he was the husband of Lin Zhao's brother.
She looked at the scene in the academy, her lips raised slightly, and her heart felt warm.
Pass through the town and head to the back mountain.
On a stone bridge, two people stood there, one was a gardenia and the other was a wooden raft.
"Little wine!"
Zhi Zhi shouted with a smile. When she called out her name, tears were already swirling in her eyes.
Su Qingjiu naturally knew them. With a sore nose, she walked up and held Zhizhi's hand, then pulled her empty sleeve and said softly: "Sister Zhizhi, I have always heard that Zhizhi is the strongest in the Eleventh Realm."
The name of the Sword Immortal, but you were not there every time I came to the Snowy Tianchi to worship my ancestors. Now I finally see you..."
"Um!"
Zhizhi smiled and nodded.
Muzhen scratched his head: "Xiaojiu'er!"
"Um!"
Su Qingjiu smiled and nodded: "Brother Muzhen, your Tianyuan realm is so strong. I feel like you won't be able to break through it in another hundred years."
Muzhen continued to scratch his head, the little girl still couldn't speak!
Zhi Zhi smiled and said: "Let's go and see the adults."
"Um."
…
Among the high-level officials in the Snowy Tianchi, Lin Zhao had the lowest cultivation level and was a swordsman in the lower fifth realm. As a player, his perception ability was zero, so when Su Qingjiu killed Wu Li in the small world, he didn't notice at all.
Sitting in front of the tombs of Su Liang and his wife, I talked to them.
"Sigh... It's a pity that I started too late. By the time I became a fifth-level martial artist, my uncle and aunt had already died in battle. Otherwise... maybe Lin Zhao could serve under your command!"
"Our Tianchi Army has lost its organization."
"The army I formed on the Snowy Tianchi is called the Snowy Army. I don't dare call it the Tianchi Army. Firstly, I'm afraid that there will be gossip in the Great Shang Dynasty. Secondly, I'm afraid that it will be limited to the Great Chen Dynasty and other human heroes will stop and dare not
Come."
"Snowy Tianchi has just started, and now everything is waiting to be done. Everything is difficult. There are no weapons, no food, no horses, and there are so many things to worry about..."
He scratched his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, let's not talk anymore. I still have to chat with my parents. When Xiao Jiu'er comes back, she and I will come to see you together."
He packed up and stood up with the basket in hand.
…
When he turned around to look, he saw a beautiful woman wearing a red skirt and white shirt standing under the peach tree not far away, holding a fairy-like sword in her hand, looking at herself blankly,
In Lin Zhao's eyes, she was almost immediately connected with another pretty and cute little face.
"Xiaojiu'er?"
Lin Zhao's voice trembled. He had been looking forward to this moment, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
"Brother Lin Zhao..."
Tears welled up in Su Qingjiu's eyes, and he threw away his sword with a "snap" sound. He rushed forward and threw himself into Lin Zhao's arms, crying loudly: "Brother Lin Zhao, I miss you..."
