Chapter 201 Teaming up to kill a powerful enemy, the broken sword box
Gu Yusheng and Mo Wanyun exchanged their original positions. Gu Yusheng's fingers together, and the dragon-slaying sword flew out from the air, heading straight to Chang Suifeng's key points.
Mo Wanyun used a sword as a pen and cut out an ink mark in the sky, writing it into a sword formation with the word "well".
Chang Suifeng, a Bai Yujing sword cultivator, had a quick body movement and was caught off guard and was blocked in place. He could only form a lotus sword energy with powerful spiritual energy. His figure rotated and forced out of the sword formation.
Before I could wait for Chang Sufeng to calm down.
Gu Yusheng's sword turned into a green lotus and bloomed, and the petals of lotus turned into sword energy. Chang Suifeng had a finger cut off before, and he was extremely afraid of Gu Yusheng's green lotus sword energy.
Chang Suifeng snorted coldly, and his sword slashed in front of him, and his figure retreated. After all, he was a seventh-level cultivator. He could control the spiritual power around him with his advantage in realm. Although the impact on the sword was minimal, he could also retreat all over his body.
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But Chang Suifeng stabbed out the sword and easily penetrated the sword lotus, and countless green lotus sword petals floated and fell.
Chang Suifeng was slightly stunned and his pupils shrank.
"wrong!"
He used his body movement again, moving like a word.
Before the figure stood firm, he saw the ink sword rain in the sky. Every drop of ink contained a powerful sword energy.
I often shouted loudly in the wind, and four green lotus covered the top of my head.
Strong and firm.
The sound of swords and rains intertwined is like the noise of silk and bamboos, endlessly.
The four-petaled green lotus sword lotus quickly faded away.
Chang Suifeng suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and then he used the sword to form a defense. He stared at Yu Sheng and looked at Mo Wanyun.
He never thought that this great Confucian granddaughter, who did not practice Confucianism and Taoism, was also an extremely skilled sword cultivator!
The most terrifying thing is that this young couple had the same intentions, and the sword of virtual and real was erratic and changed at will, and he was injured by two swords on his waist.
With the extremely tacit cooperation between the two, Chang Suifeng had already had a scheming in his mind, so he could only retreat temporarily and make plans. He knew that there were countless people chasing him behind him, so why should he force himself to stand up? Even if he wins, he can only
Make wedding clothes for others.
Thinking of this, Chang Suifeng shouted loudly: "Miss Mo, what happened today is a misunderstanding. Since the Master's true body of the divine cow is not related to me, Chang will leave now!"
Mo Wanyun's green hair was floating, and his fingers hidden in his sleeves pinched a complicated seal.
The sword rain in the sky dissipated strangely.
Seeing this, Chang Suifeng breathed a sigh of relief. He took back the sword lotus with dim light and glanced at Gu Yusheng with a cold look.
For him.
Miss Mo family should not be killed easily.
But Gu Yusheng, this kid.
He must kill, for nothing else, because the green lotus transformation that Gu Yusheng used was much more mysterious than him.
Chang Sufeng naturally doesn't know that although Gu Yusheng practiced the Qinglian Transformation, his sword technique was the Qinglian Sword Technique for the Qinglian Transformation, which cannot be compared with the same.
"snort."
Chang Sufeng pretended to collect the sword, but in fact he was looking for the opportunity to attack Gu Yusheng.
However, he had just made the move to collect his sword.
A white jade sword suddenly penetrated his heart from behind and flashed out.
A drop of ink-making talisman.
A series of black Confucian runes formed seals, spreading little by little from the heart of Chang Sufeng to his whole body.
"you!"
Chang Suifeng looked down and looked surprised, feeling the passing of life and the pure Confucian seal talisman sealing his consciousness bit by bit.
He looked at the white jade sword flying into Mo Wanyun's hand with disbelief.
"Why?"
Chang Sufeng is very unwilling to accept it.
His dignified seventh-level cultivator, a sword cultivator in the Golden Dan realm, and a disciple of the Holy Land Great Swordsman were actually attacked and killed by someone with a sword.
This is a huge shame.
Mo Wanyun wiped the blood that was oozing from the sword, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a cunning and cold face, "Who promised you?"
Huh!
When the seal rune climbed all over Chang Suifeng's body, a heart fire suddenly burst out, and in the blink of an eye, the breath that Chang Suifeng had existed in this world was burned clean.
Mo Wanyun put away the sword, and she still raised her lips and looked at Gu Yusheng, her eyes bright, as if she had been teasing Gu Yusheng in that peach blossom forest.
"How about it?"
Mo Wanyun held his swords with his waist and held his arms with both hands.
It seems to be talking.
Praise me quickly.
Gu Yusheng touched his nose and said, "Wanyun, can't I make you angry in the future?"
"Why do you say that?"
Mo Wanyun narrowed her eyes and walked towards Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng smiled and said, "I'm afraid of your sword too."
"real?"
Mo Wanyun was praised and his eyes became brighter.
"Um."
Gu Yusheng nodded and admitted.
"I've never seen such a weird sword technique."
Mo Wanyun chuckled, leaned in Gu Yusheng's ear, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will only let you eat my fists."
The words are over.
Gu Yusheng hissed.
Mo Wanyun stepped on his instep.
Mo Wanyun jumped over the old cow.
"For the rest of your life, you are still the little loach from that year."
Gu Yusheng shook his body and sat on the old cow, slapped the old cow.
The old cow is walking slowly on the deep mountain road.
It took a bumpy road.
Mo Wanyun's face turned red inexplicably.
She turned around and stared at Gu Yusheng without saying a word.
Gu Yusheng smiled: "Miss Mo, Loach's hand slipped."
Mo Wanyun rolled her eyelids.
He raised his jade hand high and wanted to hit Gu Yusheng.
But after a while, he put down his hand and hit Lao Niu on the back with a bang, just as he took revenge on Gu Yusheng's hand and hit her somewhere on her.
The old cow suffers.
A moo.
He shouted and stood up in the air.
The boy embraced the girl's slender waist in one hand.
"Wow, Miss Mo, I'm going to fall down!"
"I deserve it...ah, I fell down too!"
Bang.
Bang.
The two fell to the ground.
The bookcase is first landed.
Gu Yusheng touched his waist with one hand and hugged Miss Mo with the other hand.
"It won't be broken."
Gu Yusheng said in pain.
Upon hearing this, Mo Wanyun hurriedly turned over Gu Yusheng's body and sat on the ground, looking at Gu Yusheng's face with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but move downwards.
When the wind blew, she was very nervous. She bit her lips a few times, and she couldn't say a word.
"The waist...the waist may be broken."
Gu Yusheng said.
"ah!"
Mo Wanyun's face turned red to her ears. She stretched out her fist and gently slapped Gu Yusheng's chest.
He turned his body over again, preventing Gu Yusheng from seeing her embarrassment.
After a while, she turned around again, looked at Gu Yusheng's waist with concern, and put it on with her hands.
"Is it okay?"
Gu Yusheng sat upright, looked at Mo Wanyun's concerned gaze, and couldn't help but reach out and gently touched her nose.
"Miss Mo, I lied to you."
A few more punches were hit.
Gu Yusheng glanced at the old bull in the distance, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his expression became serious little by little. He stood up and walked forward step by step.
Mo Wanyun followed Gu Yusheng silently. After thinking about it carefully, he shouldn't have fallen off the old cow.
It seemed like there was a chaotic force that caused them to fall from the air.
Gu Yusheng's pace became slower and slower, and he stopped at the end of a fine crack in the natural trench.
Gu Yusheng's straight body trembled slightly.
He slowly bent down and slowly picked up a sword box with cracks from the suture of the cracks.
Gu Yusheng's hand holding the sword box was trembling more and more.
Plop.
Gu Yusheng knelt on the ground with both knees.
Tears couldn't help but burst into tears.
Gu Yusheng's lips trembled, and he suddenly stood up and ran towards the fine crack.
Mo Wanyun looked around vigilantly and followed Gu Yusheng.
The further you move forward, the more terrifying the chaotic aura.
There was even a powerful sword intent left in the air. This sword intent seemed to divide the world into two.
Go forward further.
Amid the undulating mountains, there are layers of fog.
Mo Wanyun took out a talisman and shuttled through the fog. After a moment, he returned, and the talisman's spiritual power was greatly lost.
Seeing Gu Yusheng searching for him as if he had lost his soul, Mo Wanyun said softly: "There are three strong men in front of him who have fallen. They are the Three Immortals of Xiaoyao in the Holy Land of Penglai. There is a turbulent space there and cannot pass."
"Master."
Gu Yusheng was a little lost.
He held the sword box in his arms.
The foot of Qingping Mountain appeared in my mind, and Mr. Qin sat on the ground and wiped the sword box with great care.
"I'll help you."
Mo Wanyun bit his teeth and took out a precious copper coin of peace and threw it on it. The wind blew on the copper coin, making a buzzing sound.
"Mr. Qin should be alive."
Mo Wanyun's face turned pale.
It seems that throwing that safe copper coin will consume a lot of her vitality.
She put her forehead on Gu Yusheng's forehead and said apologetically: "Yusheng, sorry, I can only divine so much. Why don't we go to the Holy Academy to find Mr. Jiu. He has the Luoshu River Map and can divine the world."
Gu Yusheng grabbed Wanyun's hand, his eyes were rosy, and he said hoarsely: "Wanyun, you shouldn't have lost my life for me."
"For the rest of my life, I don't want you to be sad."
Mo Wanyun smiled palely and was silently with Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng stood outside the turbulent clouds and mist for a while before turning around, pretending to be nothing, and saying something ordinary: "Mr. Qin used to like drinking peach blossom wine."
He patted the gourd around his waist, opened the gourd, and drank a sip of wine, "There are more than a dozen jars of peach blossom wine in it."
Mo Wanyun looked around and said, "When I was divining just now, I vaguely sensed the breath of another person. This person's aura is hidden, and my cultivation is too high, so I can't sense it."
Gu Yusheng laughed and said, "Of course, Mr. Qin's sword can cut through the sky. What a shit, Xiaoyao Sanxian is his opponent."
Gu Yusheng and Mo Wanyun led Lao Niu in a circle.
It's getting dark.
The two of them rested in a Taoist temple deep in the forest.
Gu Yusheng had a fire. He boiled a bowl of slightly bitter medicine and brought it to Mo Wanyun.
“A little bitter.”
Gu Yusheng said.
Mo Wanyun silently took the bowl and slowly finished the medicine.
Mo Wanyun reached into her cuff, took out a piece of honey cake, and gave it half to Gu Yusheng. She bit her mouth lightly, and her eyes never moved away from Gu Yusheng's face from beginning to end.
"The rest of your life..."
Mo Wanyun was a little worried.
Gu Yusheng sat on the threshold of the Taoist temple, looked up at the stars in the sky, and felt a faint sadness on his face, "I'm fine, Wanyun, it's just something... I don't understand, after all, it's because I'm too weak."
Mo Wanyun crossed the threshold and sat beside Gu Yusheng. The stars in the sky were not seen in her eyes.
In her eyes, there was only Gu Yusheng's sky.
She held Gu Yusheng's arm with both hands and said, "You are trapped in the Peach Blossom Forest. Mr. Qin came from a very far place. He killed the great sword cultivator of Bai Yujing, killed the great Vajra of Brahma Temple, and killed the second.
The Three Immortals in Penglai; I am trapped in Shushan Pavilion, you came from Qingpingzhou, we are all very lucky, aren’t we?”
Gu Yusheng's eyes were withdrawn from the sky. He looked at Mo Wanyun with his eyes as stars and gently embraced his arms.
Mo Wanyun was a little sleepy.
Sleep peacefully in Gu Yusheng's arms.
The dark night is slightly cool.
Gu Yusheng was under this galaxy and never slept all night.