In the center of the flower valley where flowers are blooming, Feng Jueyu and Wu Qingqiu start chatting like old friends they haven't seen for many years. The way they talk is straight to the topic, very familiar and natural, if it weren't for Wu Qingqiu's face
There is a certain indifference to keeping strangers away. Maybe it will make people misunderstand how close the relationship between the two is?
The two people were talking so animatedly that the man in green was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but stepped forward curiously and asked, "Do you recognize him?"
"Old acquaintance, who are you?" Feng Jueyu answered the sentence before realizing that there was a stranger next to him.
The man in Tsing Yi smiled when he heard the words, and raised his hand to Feng Jueyu in an extremely approachable manner, and introduced himself very politely: "I am in the lower fifth cave, Qi Lu. I have met my Taoist friend, and I dare to ask my friend Gao's name."
Huh? It’s really not easy for such a polite person to exist in Zhitian Pavilion, which is so high up there.
Seeing Qi Lu's demeanor and behavior, Feng Jueyu had an inexplicable liking for the former, and returned the greeting: "I'm down here, Feng Jueyu, and I've met fellow Taoist Qi."
"You're welcome." Qi Lu smiled gently. He was one of those people whose appearance was not very outstanding, but his face was very fair. He was also gentle, polite and generous, especially Mr. Qi Lu.
It will give out a knowing smile, making people feel embarrassed to talk to them with a straight face after seeing it.
In comparison, Wu Qingqiu was much colder, but originally Feng Jueyu thought that the attitudes of Wu Qingqiu and Qi Lu should be changed. Why did it seem like Wu Qingqiu became so cold?
Seeing that Feng Jueyu and Qi Lu were getting into each other mindlessly, Wu Qingqiu snorted in displeasure and interrupted in time: "That's enough, Feng, your next opponent is me.
If you want to find the aura left by past pavilion masters, you must first pass my level."
Feng Jueyu's face turned green, and he looked at Wu Qingqiu blankly. He glanced up and down and said in confusion: "Wu Qingqiu, are you crazy? You shouldn't stop me if you stop me? Our previous friendship doesn't count anymore?"
"
Wu Qingqiu looked at him coldly without saying a word.
When Qi Lu next to him heard this, he laughed twice and explained in a gentle voice: "Feng Daoist friend, don't blame me, Junior Sister Wu practices Wuxin Sword Pass."
"Wuxin sword pass?" Feng Jueyu glanced at Wu Qingqiu in confusion.
Qi Lu smiled and said: "If you have no intention, you will be ruthless. If you have no desire, you will have no pursuit. This is the Wuxin Sword Pass."
"If you want to talk too much, get out of here." Wu Qingqiu suddenly shouted.
Qi Lu knew that Wu Qingqiu was talking about him, but he didn't feel the slightest bit annoyed. Hehe, he waved to Feng Jueyu and then retreated to the big tree not far away, folding his arms and watching with interest.
Got up.
Deep in the Valley of Flowers, Wu Qingqiu cold-bloodedly pulled out the Wuxin Sword from his chest. He salvaged this sword from the depths of the Qiushui Sword Pond. He didn’t know how long it had been stored in the depths of the Sword Pond. In short, it was a long, long time ago.
There is this sword.
The Qiushui Sword Pool is a treasured place for sword cultivators. More than 80% of the disciples of the Wu clan are sword cultivators. There are many swords deep in the Sword Pool. Each sword has a story that is both evocative and tragic, and the Wuxin Sword is the oldest and oldest among them.
A sword left behind by a strong man. The sword is of excellent quality. It is said that it was a holy weapon a long time ago. However, with the passage of time and the passage of time, the spirituality of the Wuxin Sword has been greatly lost, and it no longer has the quality of a holy weapon.
Even so, the Wuxin Sword is still a rare second-rate treasure that inherits gods.
After Wu Qingqiu returned to her family in the core area from the wilderness, she practiced swordsmanship day and night. Finally, she spent a hundred years sneaking into the bottom of the sword pool, found the coveted Wuxin sword, and extracted a powerful sword from the sword spirit.
The sword code of Wuxin sword pass.
It was precisely by relying on the Wuxin Sword Pass that Wu Qingqiu broke through to the first glimpse of Daowu in one fell swoop and became the most talented swordsman in the history of the dance family.
When Feng Jueyu followed Luo Shihong to Qiushui Jiantan, it was an important period for Wu Qingqiu to break through the barrier. She did not show up, and Wu and Mo's families were also worried about Wu Qingqiu's marriage.
Finally, in order to find an identity for Wu Qingqiu and the right husband, the Qiushui Jiantan son-in-law selection competition was held. Later, Feng Jueyu made a fuss, but Ling Yong was selected as the best one.
's husband.
But after Wu Qingqiu mastered the Wuxin Sword Pass, her whole temperament changed drastically. In the past, no matter how arrogant Wu Qingqiu was, she would not dare to disobey the orders of her ancestors. But later, when she achieved Wuxin Sword Pass, she no longer
If he had any concerns, he would act his own way in every move, word and deed, never looking at anyone's face. He would not even listen to the words of Wu Donglu, the ancestor of the dance family, which eventually led to a catastrophe.
Feng Jueyu caught Luo Shihong and was chasing the murderer all over the world. Haoyuan Ling family, Zhongtian Wu, and Mo Er family also organized a unique wedding for Wu Qingqiu and Ling Yongzan, and invited Jiujie Mountain
Many strong men from all walks of life came to watch the ceremony. The process of the day went very smoothly. However, no one expected that just when Ling Yongzan was getting drunk in red robe and preparing to enter the bridal chamber to have sex with his newlywed lady, this man who practiced Wuxin Sword would
Guan's new wife actually took out the Wuxin sword hidden in the treasure bag and stabbed him hard.
This sword checked Ling Yongzan's lifeblood. Fortunately, he was lucky. He felt that the newlywed lady's attitude was not good, so he dodged in time, and just avoided the huge disaster of killing his son and his immortality. But even so, Wu Wu
Qingqiu's sword didn't completely dodge. In the end, his sword pierced his right waist, damaging his kidneys, and Wu Qingqiu escaped.
On the wedding day, Ling Yongzan almost died tragically. This news shocked the core area of the entire Hongtu world. Powerful people from all walks of life in Jiujie Mountain laughed at Ling Yongzan's incompetence, saying that he could not even tame his wife and was in vain.
The man, Ling Yongzan, was furious and took his people to Qiushui Jiantan to seek revenge. The two clans almost started fighting.
But at this time, Wu Qingqiu had long since disappeared, and for more than a hundred years, Wu and Mo's disciples had left in droves, but Wu Qingqiu's whereabouts had not been found.
Feng Jueyu didn't pay too much attention to all walks of life in Jiujie Mountain because of Luo Shihong's incident, but he also heard about Wu Qingqiu's incident. However, he didn't know that Wu Qingqiu stabbed Ling Yongzan on the night of the wedding. If it was
I know, I'm afraid I'll laugh from ear to ear for three days and three nights.
He didn't know anything about what happened after that, but after listening to Wu Qingqiu's words, he could generally understand the situation at that time.
"I have been hiding here with you for so many years."
Watching Wu Qingqiu slowly draw his sword, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He stared at the pair of water-cut autumn eyes. For some reason, he felt chills all over his body. He could only feel the strong murderous intent coming from Wu Qingqiu's body.
Release it.
At this moment, Wu Qingqiu's demeanor changed drastically. Although she had acted coldly and indifferently when she met Feng Jueyu before, Feng Jueyu still felt that Wu Qingqiu at least had a friendship for her in her heart. However, when she
When the Wuxin sword was pulled out, Feng Jueyu clearly saw that the so-called friendship had quietly disappeared from Wu Qingqiu.
Instead, there is an extreme cold-bloodedness.
"Hey, Wu Qingqiu, what are you doing? I don't want to fight with you." Feng Jueyu panicked, always feeling that this Wu Qingqiu was not the other Wu Qingqiu.
"It's not your turn to decide whether to fight or not. Now that I've appeared, this battle is inevitable."
Wu Qingqiu's eyes were cold and filled with chills. At this moment, there were only swords and enemies in his eyes, and there was no so-called love.
Pulling the Wuxin Sword completely out of its scabbard, the sword that had been buried in the deep pool of autumn water for a long time made a deafening clang, and a dazzling silver light burst out.
This silver light was dazzling and dazzling, instantly eclipsing all the flowers in the Valley of Flowers and causing the heaven and earth to change color.
Wu Qingqiu Hao's wrist drooped, and the sword tip was on the ground. A bright silver light diffused from the sword body, and soon it enveloped the entire Flower Valley.
The sword's will rises one after another, and the autumn's will fades. Under the blessing of this sword, Wu Qingqiu comes out of the dust dressed in green clothes and snow, as if she is covered with a layer of crystal silver glory.
"Feng Jueyu, take action. Defeat me so that you can continue to search for Lingyun. Otherwise, you have to exit obediently."
Wu Qingqiu's voice was as cold as a stranger's, even stranger than a stranger's, completely devoid of the secret love and faint ambiguity of the past.
She seemed like a completely different person, cold, ruthless, and heartless.
"I owe you what I owed you in my previous life."
Seeing that Wu Qingqiu didn't seem to be joking, Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes in frustration. Although the sword intention of Wuxin Sword shocked him greatly, he still had enough confidence to deal with this sword, but he didn't
I'm just willing to fight Wu Qingqiu.
After complaining, Feng Jueyu had no choice but to take out the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword.
It is also a second-rate god-bearing treasure. The darkness and heaviness of the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword give people an indescribable sense of power.
When Feng Jueyu took out the Sky Falling Sword and held it in his hand, a terrifying aura burst out from the sword.
The heavy sword is as black as ink, as heavy as a mountain, heavy and majestic, and endless.
As soon as the sky fell, the silvery glory in the valley dimmed quietly, and the black and gray air currents lingered on the sword body, giving it an extremely cold, vast and heavy feeling.
The two great sword cultivators faced each other from a distance, and their momentum rose instantly. The remaining leaves in the valley drifted and flying flowers danced, forming two huge whirlpools that reached the sky around the two of them. The terrifying air currents swayed upwards and reached the sky. They swirled faster and faster, and gradually became more powerful.
Got up.
"Oh, it's such a good sword and has great momentum. Junior sister has met her opponent."
Not far away, when Qi Lu, who was leaning against a big tree, saw this, he couldn't help but put away his lazy expression, and his eyes brightened.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qingqiu let out a scream, swayed, and disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he saw that the man was already in mid-air, with his bright wrist trembling slightly, and his sword waving, spreading a vast glow of light, a blazing silver light.
The messy and swaying silver light covered the sky, and within a moment, a sword light stabbed directly at Feng Jueyu's chest, and it actually pointed at the vital heart pulse.