"It's useless to stand up. It's just one move to deal with you." Song Zhuoqun said.
Ruyi smiled, and after smiling, her face became frosty, her eyes opened slightly, and her eyes were as bright as stars.
The blood-stained white clothes fluttered slightly in the wind and rain, and they were absolutely charming and touching.
Facing these eyes, Song Zhuoqun was a little panicked.
She held Chang Feng in her hand, gave a long shout, and threw Chang Feng into the sky. The sword pointed at the sky, and the sword flew upwards in a circle, with a posture that shattered the sky and the earth. Suddenly, a dazzling blue light burst out from her body, shining brightly.
With a long wind sword, it shines brilliantly in the sky.
Ruyi closed her eyes and silently said "Go!"
Several ghost spirits sprang out from the cinnabar and flew straight into the wind.
A loud "bang" sound was heard, which shook the surrounding areas, like wild beasts roaring, like mountain torrents rushing, like stardust falling.
A long wind broke through the sky, driving away the thick clouds in the sky, and the continuous rain suddenly stopped.
The sky blue one looks like it has just been washed. This blue color blends seamlessly with the color of Ruyi's body.
She flew up, held the Chang Feng filled with demonic power tightly in her hand, and stabbed straight towards Song Zhuoqun.
Song Zhuoqun was stunned by this formation and hurriedly retreated, only to see Ruyi coming like a true god descending to earth, swept by strong winds, the long wind sword was wrapped with smoke souls, and countless demons and ghosts rose up under the blue light.
It's a show of teeth and claws, a cry of ghosts and a howl of gods.
If he turned back and fled, the opponent would surely take advantage of him, so Song Zhuoqun had no choice but to control his whole body's energy and block it with all his strength.
"Zheng!" When the weapons collided, there was a muffled sound, and the entire Qingyun Mountain trembled.
Song Zhuoqun landed on his knees and took a move, but he was shocked and bleeding from all his orifices. The nine-ring sword in his hand could not withstand the force of the wind and broke into several pieces, turning into a pile of broken iron and broken copper.
He was lying on the ground. There was a big crack in the green-grey glazed tiles under his knees, and the sound of cracking could be heard endlessly. After a while, the cracks had spread all over the square.
Ruyi landed gently in front of Song Zhuoqun and pointed his sword at him.
Song Zhuoqun had no power to fight back and could only look at her resignedly.
He never expected that this inconspicuous girl could be so capable. He had indeed lived in vain for the past few decades.
If Ruyi wanted to kill him at this time, it would be extremely easy. With just a flick of the sword, he would go to see the Lord of Hell.
Ruyi took out Song Zhuoqun's life and death certificate from his sleeve, tore it into pieces and threw it in his face.
"You lost."
"There will be no enmity between Qingyun Sect and Xiaoyao Sect from now on. As for Xuan Tie, I will thank you in advance." After Ruyi said that, he turned around and walked down the mountain step by step.
Bai Qinghan rushed after him.
Tietou Zhao Ze walked up to Song Zhuoqun, whose face was stained with blood and tears, patted his shoulder gently and said: "With your broken sword, do you still want to beat the sword made by your master and me? Practice hard! If you have time, you still want to beat the sword made by your master and me?"
, reflect more, the talent of Qingyun is not just martial arts. When you figure it out, come to me again at the foot of the mountain!"
Ruyi walked down the mountain gate, and as soon as his front foot passed the stone tablet of the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, he fell straight to the ground.
Although she had the help of the demon slave, the blow just now was still overdrafting all her strength. Even though she had Yan Xuanyi's two thousand years of cultivation in her body, a large part of it was used to solidify the soul. She forcibly released the soul-solidifying cultivation.
When it comes out, the body naturally cannot bear it.
She already felt that her energy and blood were going backwards and her physical strength was running low, but she still raised her energy and forced herself to hold on until she left the Qingyun Sect. "It's useless to stand up. It's just one move to solve your problem," Song Zhuoqun said.
Ruyi smiled, and after smiling, her face became frosty, her eyes opened slightly, and her eyes were as bright as stars.
The blood-stained white clothes fluttered slightly in the wind and rain, and they were absolutely charming and touching.
Facing these eyes, Song Zhuoqun was a little panicked.
She held Chang Feng in her hand, gave a long shout, and threw Chang Feng into the sky. The sword pointed at the sky, and the sword flew upwards in a circle, with a posture that shattered the sky and the earth. Suddenly, a dazzling blue light burst out from her body, shining brightly.
With a long wind sword, it shines brilliantly in the sky.
Ruyi closed her eyes and silently said "Go!"
Several ghost spirits sprang out from the cinnabar and flew straight into the wind.
A loud "bang" sound was heard, which shook the surrounding areas, like wild beasts roaring, like mountain torrents rushing, like stardust falling.
A long wind broke through the sky, driving away the thick clouds in the sky, and the continuous rain suddenly stopped.
The sky blue one looks like it has just been washed. This blue color blends seamlessly with the color of Ruyi's body.
She flew up, held the Chang Feng filled with demonic power tightly in her hand, and stabbed straight towards Song Zhuoqun.
Song Zhuoqun was stunned by this formation and hurriedly retreated, only to see Ruyi coming like a true god descending to earth, swept by strong winds, the long wind sword was wrapped with smoke souls, and countless demons and ghosts rose up under the blue light.
It's a show of teeth and claws, a cry of ghosts and a howl of gods.
If he turned back and fled, the opponent would surely take advantage of him, so Song Zhuoqun had no choice but to control his whole body's energy and block it with all his strength.
"Zheng!" When the weapons collided, there was a muffled sound, and the entire Qingyun Mountain trembled.
Song Zhuoqun landed on his knees and took a move, but he was shocked and bleeding from all his orifices. The nine-ring sword in his hand could not withstand the force of the wind and broke into several pieces, turning into a pile of broken iron and broken copper.
He was lying on the ground. There was a big crack in the green-grey glazed tiles under his knees, and the sound of cracking could be heard endlessly. After a while, the cracks had spread all over the square.
Ruyi landed gently in front of Song Zhuoqun and pointed his sword at him.
Song Zhuoqun had no power to fight back and could only look at her resignedly.
He never expected that this inconspicuous girl could be so capable. He had indeed lived in vain for the past few decades.
If Ruyi wanted to kill him at this time, it would be extremely easy. With just a flick of the sword, he would go to see the Lord of Hell.
Ruyi took out Song Zhuoqun's life and death certificate from his sleeve, tore it into pieces and threw it in his face.
"You lost."
"There will be no enmity between Qingyun Sect and Xiaoyao Sect from now on. As for Xuan Tie, I will thank you in advance." After Ruyi said that, he turned around and walked down the mountain step by step.
Bai Qinghan rushed after him.
Tietou Zhao Ze walked up to Song Zhuoqun, whose face was stained with blood and tears, patted his shoulder gently and said: "With your broken sword, do you still want to beat the sword made by your master and me? Practice hard! If you have time, you still want to beat the sword made by your master and me?"
, reflect more, the talent of Qingyun is not just martial arts. When you figure it out, come to me again at the foot of the mountain!"
Ruyi walked down the mountain gate, and as soon as his front foot passed the stone tablet of the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, he fell straight to the ground.
Although she had the help of the demon slave, the blow just now was still overdrafting all her strength. Even though she had Yan Xuanyi's two thousand years of cultivation in her body, a large part of it was used to solidify the soul. She forcibly released the soul-solidifying cultivation.
When it comes out, the body naturally cannot bear it.
She already felt that her Qi and blood were going backwards and her physical strength was running low, but she still raised her Qi and forced herself to hold on until she left the Qingyun Sect.