The whole body is snow white, with four eyes and three legs.
I don’t know what kind of exotic bird it is.
But Ouyang Rong could only barely catch a glimpse of the figure standing on this snow-white bird, a ball of golden hair fluttering in the wind.
The next moment.
The birds and human figures in the sky moved.
Turned into a white rainbow.
Dive like lightning.
Crash into Xiaogushan.
"Everyone stand back!"
On the lawn halfway up the mountain, Qiu Shenji shouted loudly.
"boom--!"
There was a loud thunder on the ground.
Ouyang Rong felt a deafening and deafening tinnitus.
I saw the man in sackcloth hurriedly ejected, leaving only a sunken and broken stone floor.
This person turned into a gray meteor, rising from the mountainside, passing through Xiaogu Peak, and rushing straight into the sky.
On the lawn, Ouyang Rong and others didn't have time to blink.
In an instant.
Somewhere in the sky above the mountain top, the white rainbow and gray meteors collided one-on-one.
Boom——!
Ouyang Rong felt a thunderbolt ringing in his ears.
Inspiring and enlightening.
Several Tsing Yi slaves who were preparing for execution fell down and held their heads.
Beside him, Ah Qing leaned back and was about to fall off the cliff. Ouyang Rong quickly grabbed Ah Qing's arm and pulled him into his arms.
The two hugged each other face to face and fell down together.
Ouyang Rong turned over in the air, covering the girl's delicate body with his body, and buried his head in covering his ears.
Over Xiaogushan.
There is a dazzling light.
The heat wave is rolling.
After the loud noise.
The mass of light in the center was divided into two and shot out separately.
One rises.
One falls.
Among them, the gray light cluster rushed away like a meteor and fell back like a meteor.
He crashed into the A-shaped sword furnace room halfway up the mountain, next to everyone.
Boom——!
The entire sword furnace room collapsed, sending dust all over the sky.
Is this... a failure?
Ouyang Rong, who was lying on the ground hugging Ah Qing's head for protection, looked shocked. Amidst the choking dust, he covered his mouth and coughed up blood, and tried his best to look up at the sky.
I saw another white rainbow rising into the sky again.
The trajectory is straight, straight to the ninth heaven.
She seemed to be rushing towards the bright sun above her head.
Chirp——!
Suddenly, a bird song suddenly sounded, resounding through the sky.
A white shadow streaked across the blue sky, piercing the sea of clouds.
It's that snow-white bird.
The white rainbow's rise gradually weakened, and finally intersected with the white shadow and landed on the back of the snowbird.
But immediately, the people halfway up the mountain didn't even have time to take a breath, and the two separated again in the clouds.
Without stopping at all, the "white rainbow" came from the back of the snowbird, stepping on tiptoes.
She jumped down again.
The snowbird made a half arc and plunged into the sea of clouds.
"White Rainbow" is falling faster and faster.
Getting closer and closer to Xiaogushan.
From the perspective of Ouyang Rong on the grass, it even seemed to have a golden "tail flame" like a meteorite.
He didn't even have time to blink.
She comes again.
Ouyang Rong, who had been trying his best to explore the coming person from the beginning, finally saw clearly the true appearance of this "white rainbow".
This is a woman of the same age as Ouyang Rong, about 20 years old, with a delicate appearance, skin as snow, and blue eyes. She seems to have some Hu blood. The outline of her face is as soft as that of a Han woman, but her facial features, eyes and nose are like Hu
As deep and tall as a goddess.
Especially her blond hair, which is waist-length, smooth and shiny, and slightly curly.
Particularly eye-catching.
He is also extremely tall in stature.
She is the tallest woman Ouyang Rong has ever seen in this world, and she is also so powerful in terms of aura.
She wore a long Wu-fu dress, a fox-white fur shawl, and a long sword on her back.
A traditional woman's clothes of the ancient Wuyue ethnic group, composed of black and white.
Wu's clothes are simple, yet clumsy and stylish.
now.
This Wu Qun Yue girl came from heaven.
Falling from top to bottom, she slightly bent her long legs in the air, with her toes pointed downwards, and her arms spread out on both sides of her body, as if spreading wings. The strong wind blew the long sleeves of her Wufu, and her clothes shook.
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The fox-white fur that was originally her shawl floated up from her shoulders and never left, wrapping around the body of the woman in Wu skirt like a snow-white ouroboros.
And the soft blond hair, due to the tendency of falling, broke away from the shoulders and floated on the head. With the strong wind in the air, it fluttered violently, and under the hot midday sun, it shone like platinum, like a ball.
Hot burning flames!
A face temporarily lost from the sideburns and bangs, with an expression of indifference.
His eyes were calm and calm.
She descended from the sky like a goddess.
The violent mountain wind suddenly filled the entire small solitary mountain.
The lush forest leaves in spring and summer are exploding, and broken flowers and fallen leaves are flying all over the sky.
The sword energy is close.
The roof tiles of the old buildings on Xiaogushan are broken every inch.
The slate paving in the open space in front of the house made a slight cracking sound, and the cracks spread like spider webs.
Halfway up the mountain, Ouyang Rong felt an invisible force coming over him like a mountain. He and Ah Qing were pressed to the ground, and they could only use their arms to block their heads.
The soil of the surrounding lawn was dug up by the invisible sword energy like an old cow pear, digging up grass roots and moist new soil.
Ouyang Rong opened his eyes wide, and faced the unforgettable scene above his head, his expression was a bit strange.
From the sky, the girl in Wu skirt slowly fell down.
If someone with excellent eyesight stands on Dagushan Mountain in the distance and looks here, he will find:
The figure of the woman in Wu skirt is tiny, only about the size of a grain of rice. Placed in front of this black mountain peak standing beside Butterfly Creek, the contrast is huge like looking for a needle in a haystack.
However, at this moment, her slender and delicate body was like a sharp sword, with the tip of the sword pointing downward, about to be inserted into Xiaogushan's scabbard.
But her sword energy is too strong.
The entire small solitary mountain seems to be difficult to contain.
"The candle in the snow...the first great female monarch in the Yunmeng Jianze Female Monarch Hall was also chosen by Taogu Wenjian and is currently the leader of the swordsmanship in the world.
"This surging purple energy cultivation level... is indeed a newly promoted fifth-grade sword cultivator, a top-grade purple energy practitioner."
Ouyang Rong murmured softly, finally remembering that his junior sister had mentioned it to him before.
But Ouyang Rong never expected that he would get to know her in this way and under such circumstances.
But I should be right.
Only a woman with such grace can be called Xuezhongzhu, can she be called Xuezhongzhu!
Each generation of Yunmeng Jianze is famous far and wide, and is famous all over the world.
But Ouyang Rong discovered these days that when the junior sisters and others mentioned the eldest daughter Jun Xue Zhongzhu, they would never casually say "Yue Chuzi's senior sister", but would say "Yue Chuzi is Xue Zhongzhu's junior sister".
The two sentences are worlds apart.
At this moment, in mid-air, the blond-haired Xuezhongzhu, wearing Wu's uniform, was unaware of the random thoughts of a young county magistrate halfway up the mountain, nor did he notice at all the gazes of the crowd looking up at him.
Because at this moment, everyone's eyes up and down Xiaogushan are all on her, and they must be on her!
Xuezhongzhu has long been accustomed to the attention of others.
Her eyelids were lowered and her face was indifferent.
The height is close to the top of Xiaogushan Mountain. His sleeves are like candles in the snow with wings spread out. He flicks his sleeves lightly with his wrists, and his fall in the air is slightly slowed down.
She raised a hand from her long snow-white sleeves and turned her hand over to grab the long sword behind her back.
It is said that in ancient Yunmengze, there was a sword-carrying white ape who taught the Yue girl the art of hiding a sword and drawing it.
Halfway up the mountain, everyone was shocked.
From the first confrontation between Xue Zhongzhu and Qiu Shenji to now, only three short breaths have passed.
At the ruins after the collapse of the A-shaped sword furnace room, the dust and ashes stirred up were quickly dispersed by the powerful sword energy of the Wu-fu woman in the sky.
Liu Fu's face was solemn, and he grabbed the shoulders of Wei Shaoxuan and Liu Zilin with both hands, barely blocking the pressure of the sword energy for them.
In the ruins of the sword furnace nearby, a man in sackcloth hurriedly accepted the move and lost half of the move. He stood up again with a carp kick.
His clothes were torn, he shook his shoulders awkwardly, and his eyes were fearful.
Seeing the candle in the snow falling from the sky, getting closer and closer, and about to draw the sword.
Qiu Shenji immediately took off the Mohist sword case and threw it to Liu Fu. He took a deep breath and lowered his voice:
"I'll hold her, you go quickly, Liu Fu protects Liu Lang!"
Qiu Shenji said a word, and suddenly tore open the torn linen clothes on his body with his big hands. He was bare-chested, bent his knees and exerted force, and ejected like an arrow from a ten-stone bow.
This young, somewhat shameless and domineering lady is a fifth-level swordsman with enchanting talent.
But he, Qiu Shenji, was also a top warrior who had been trained into a soldier on the frontier battlefield, and he was also the chief guest whom the kings of Zhou and Wei wanted the Duke of Zhou to support and treat him with courtesy!
And with the help of the border wars launched by the Wei family in the past few years, he has been promoted to the fifth level for a long time and has faintly digested this level.
Qiu Shenji soared into the sky and roared:
"The arrogant girl dares to be so arrogant when she first enters the fifth rank. She really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."
But the one who responded to him was a sword that struck straight in his face.
Qiu Shenji's expression changed, he calmed down and went into battle.
Xuezhongzhu is too lazy to talk. If you have any nonsense, let’s talk about it after finishing the fight.
Just when these two fifth-grade Qi practitioners and gods were fighting.
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Wei Shaoxuan looked nervous and turned towards Liu Fu and Liu Zilin said anxiously:
"Let's go quickly! It's not a good place to stay for a long time."
Then he turned around and signaled, leaving Ouyang Rong and Ah Qing, who were tied up on the edge of the cliff, to the eight Tsing Yi slaves next to them.
Wei Shaoxuan, Liu Fu, and Liu Zilin took the Mohist sword box and fled without delay. Their backs were a bit embarrassed.
I don't know whether it was because she had no time to pay attention, or for some reason, but the first lady of Yunmeng Jianze in the sky strangely did not stop Wei Shaoxuan and others who were running away with the Mohist sword box.
On the edge of the lawn cliff, the weak-looking Ouyang Rong and Ah Qing fell to the ground. They were surrounded by eight strong men in green clothes who had reacted, sharpening their knives.
In the sky above Xiaogu Mountain, two high-level Qi practitioners were fighting, and for a while no one paid attention to their lives and deaths.
Ah Qing hugged Ouyang Rong, closed his eyes and suffered death.
Ouyang Rong, whose lips were pale from blood loss, raised his hands that were tied together and silently wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hands while the Tsing Yi slaves around him were bending down to pick up knives.
He lowered his head and couldn't see his face, showing a look of slight relief.
Speaking of which, he is still a ninth-grade qigong practitioner.
Although seriously injured.
But fortunately, the serious injury had previously obscured his spiritual energy cultivation...
Ouyang Rong nodded to himself, raised his head and took one last look at the purple energy waves fighting at the top of the mountain.
Then he moved too.
PS: I'm sorry, Xiaorong is useless. I want to add more updates, but I keep getting stuck in pain. Until now, Xiaorong is a waste... I bow my head and apologize! But wait a minute, there will definitely be another chapter at twelve o'clock! (or2