Ling Chuxi clenched the hilt of the sword, and as her true energy circulated, the Cangyuan Sword made a clear sound. This battle may be difficult, but for the people behind her, she must fight, and she will not allow defeat!
Just when Ling Chuxi was about to strike with all her strength, she was interrupted by a voice.
"Let me do it." A cool and pleasant voice suddenly came from behind Ling Chuxi.
Ling Chuxi was slightly startled. This voice was so familiar and made her feel at ease.
The long silver hair moves automatically without wind, like the brightest galaxy in the night sky, so charming and so bright that people can't open their eyes. The handsome face seems to come from a painting, and the gentle smile is like a touch of hot spring, immersed in it.
Heart sea.
Even Zhang Yuhong, who claimed to be a romantic man, felt ashamed of himself at this moment and lowered his head in inferiority.
No one knew when he appeared, as if he had always been standing there. He did not have that kind of majesty and domineering look on his body, and was as peaceful and indifferent as if he were out of this world, but everyone was involuntarily attracted by him.
Impressed by the grace.
At this moment, it seemed that the whole world existed only for him and became his foil.
He is Huangfu Qingjue.
"Qingjue." Ling Chuxi whispered. Seeing Huangfu Qingjue's slightly pale face, Ling Chuxi knew that he had forcibly lifted the seal, and couldn't help but feel worried.
"It's okay, he's just a clown." Huangfu Qingjue shook Ling Chuxi's hand and said calmly. Then he slowly walked towards the old man.
Taking one step forward, the invisible pressure released from the old man's body became much weaker. Taking another step forward, everyone felt that their breathing became easier, and their originally depressed mood suddenly became lighter.
From the moment Huangfu Qingjue appeared, the old man's expression changed slightly. Seeing that handsome figure floating towards him, the old man could no longer take another step.
I don't know when the clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight spread all over the earth, clear and transparent. The moonlight seemed to focus on Huangfu Qingjue's body, and the figure was slender and tall, making it even more mysterious.
The old man struggled to take a step forward, but as soon as he raised his leg, he involuntarily took half a step back.
The old man gritted his teeth, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. He clenched his broad sword and attacked Huangfu Qingjue. A powerful momentum surged forward like a terrifying wave.
Not only Su Yizhi and others, but also the masked men in black clothes couldn't help but take a few steps back, with horrified expressions on their faces.
Huangfu Qingjue's expression did not change at all. He unsheathed his long sword and slashed it out with an understatement.
The sword light swayed, and the old man's aura disappeared like mist in the wind in a moment.
In an instant, the entire night sky seemed to be illuminated by the clear sword light, and there was silence between heaven and earth, as if everything was surrendered to this sword.
With a sword strike, the old man groaned and was knocked directly into the wall. Amidst the roar, a corner of the bluestone wall was knocked down. Blood had already oozed from the corners of his mouth, but he had to hold back a mouthful of blood.
Squirt out.
Everyone was so shocked that they didn't even dare to breathe out. This sword was so easy and casual, yet so unstoppable. All the changes in the universe seemed to be contained in this sword.
If at the previous moment, the old man felt like an insurmountable towering mountain, then at this moment, it seemed that the world was controlled by Huangfu Qingjue, let alone a mere mountain.