Back in Jinganyuan, when Ling Chuxi understood the second and third moves of Cangyuan Sword Technique, this memory fragment had appeared before, but it was so elusive and elusive that it was difficult to capture. But at this time, Meng Luo had already
The sword postures overlap together.
In an instant, Ling Chuxi understood where these sword styles came from. Aren't they the other Cang Yuan sword skills performed by Cang Yuan Jianwei?
Could it be that what Meng Luo used were the following moves of Cangyuan Sword Technique?
Ling Chuxi didn't have time to think too much, she just followed the overlapping sword movements in her mind and struck diagonally with her sword.
This sword is so natural, this sword is so mysterious and infinite.
The Luochen Sword flashed with thousands of rays of light, cutting through thorns and thorns. In the sound of the sword's roar, the flaming sword energy in front of him disappeared, and the ancient sword shadow of the Luochen Sword finally collided with the giant sword in Meng Luo's hand.
Ling Chuxi's slender figure and Meng Luo's petite figure are like two ancient stone sculptures, standing on the majestic peak. At this moment, they actually give people a feeling that they are beyond reach and can only look up.
The entire Xuanjian Peak was solemn, and even the wind whistling through the mountains had stopped.
The heavy pressure makes it almost impossible to breathe.
Seeing the two figures standing like sculptures for a long time, everyone's hearts were in their throats. They wondered what would happen to the two of them under the impact of such a powerful sword.
But Ye Xuanfu was stunned, looking at Ling Chuxi with wide eyes, shocked, but also with a trace of unconcealable ecstasy. But at this time, naturally no one would notice his strange gaze.
Finally, the two slowly separated, and Meng Luo's body swayed and she fell straight to the ground.
"Meng Luo!" Ling Chuxi was anxious and stretched out her hand towards Meng Luo.
Her original intention was to save Wei Wuji, but if Meng Luo died for this reason, it was not worth the gain.
Although this little girl was a bit tough and outspoken, her straightforward character that dared to love and hate also made Ling Chuxi deeply fond of her.
Just as Ling Chuxi stretched out her hand, the ground beneath her feet suddenly trembled, and a ravine several feet deep separated from it. It quickly split to both sides, separating the two people. There was a sound of huge rocks cracking on the mountain peak.
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"Chu Xi!" Ling Yichen and others felt relieved again. Once Xuanjian Peak collapsed, let alone them, even masters at the master level would have difficulty escaping.
"Don't come over!" Ling Chuxi also realized this and quickly stopped Ling Yichen and others who were about to fly forward.
"Don't worry. Over the past ten thousand years, the founders of Xuanjian Peak have used formations to strengthen it. Otherwise, it would have collapsed by Wuji and Mengluo, and we wouldn't be able to wait until today." Ye Xuan came back to his senses only at this moment.
Come on, seeing everyone's worries, he said comfortingly, and quickly rushed towards Meng Luo.
"Chu Xi, Chu Xi, how are you?" Ling Yichen and Lan Xinyu felt relieved and quickly rushed to Ling Chuxi's side, asking with concern.
"I'm fine. How is Meng Luo?" Ling Chuxi said with one knee on the ground and took a breath. The sword just now exhausted all the innate vitality in her body, but she was not injured.
"Ah, it was so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost got into big trouble again." As soon as Ling Chuxi finished speaking, Meng Luo's voice of rejoicing came. The little girl jumped up from the ground like a carp, patting her chest.
He stuck out his tongue and said. Although his face was flushed, he was obviously not injured.