Jiang Su was uneasy and felt that his whole person was in a trance and confused.
She murmured in her heart: "So... it was Wang Jia who killed the real Dong Yiyi? And the one I always knew was... Wang Jia who pretended to be Dong Yiyi?!"
Some strange things in the past seem to have an explanation.
"The Zengxuan Sword...turns white into black."
"A compassionate person, holding a sword named Zhe, kills and cuts off limbs."
"When I came to the Western Region, I felt like old friends as soon as I met..."
"Little senior sister was particularly worried when she saw Fang Zhe next to me."
"Little Senior Sister has been delaying becoming a disciple... She has very little connection with everyone in the sect, and sometimes she stays behind closed doors."
Wang Jia is particularly concerned about himself...
"No wonder he looks like an old friend, he turns out to be the same person..."
The feeling of independence from the world came over me instantly.
Layers of phantoms appeared before her eyes, like dreamy bubbles in bliss, with every bit of it sealed in ice.
At the same time, all the green bricks and tiles around her collapsed, and Judge Poison tilted his head to look at her with a puzzled expression.
"Good girl, what's wrong with you?"
The sound gradually faded away, like rain falling into the water silently.
Jiang Su looked at the white sword tightly wrapped in his hand, as if through the sharp blade, he could feel the darkness in the shadow of the sword.
The man in white wears a black sword, and the man in black carries a white soldier.
Everything has its origin, everything has its cause.
"I don't know what's true and what's false, so I'll break it apart to find the truth..." the girl murmured to herself.
The light in front of her eyes was swallowed up by the darkness. This time, she became the girl who understood life with her heart again.
A voice came to my ears.
"Yes, I'm already dead." The man pulled the chains on his body and made a crackling sound.
Jiang Su silently clenched the knife in his hand.
Come back again? What the hell is going on? Wait, now is the time...I found out that he is a human skin with bones?!!
"Jiang Su...the daughter of the medical fairy."
"This is a demonic realm, aren't you afraid?"
The man took off his shackles and chased Jiang Su step by step.
"I'm afraid." Jiang Su raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly.
"Not only am I scared, I can't even hold a knife."
Jiang Su would not retreat this time. All the spiritual power in his body was concentrated at this moment. The sword skills he had practiced day and night for ten years were now awakened by his body like muscle memory.
"What's the point of using a sword as a sword? It's a sword that I use now! What I learned is the sword technique!"
The long knife struck the man's neck bone like thunder. The girl turned her wrist and followed the knife, putting all her strength into the knife in her hand.
His legs continuously kicked on the bone frame, and the next moment he suddenly bowed his waist and pulled out the long knife. Then his sleeves danced wildly, and the long knife opened and closed with his arms. The tension was astonishing.
Ability.
"You... aren't you a medical cultivator? How do you know the sword skills of a sword cultivator?!!"
Liu Buyin's skull rolled to the ground in an instant, and his seven cervical vertebrae fell to the ground like powder.
Although the body skills that Jiang Su had learned from Fang Zhe were not as thorough as the sword skills, they were still fifty-sixth as good. At this moment, he was moving like a ghost, dodging every broken bone of this skeleton.
The girl sneered:
"Hehe, because... I have a good friend."
The knife in Jiang Su's hand became faster and faster, stabbing the ribs with one blow and breaking the leg bones with the other.
"Eastern Region Infernal Sword Technique? Little girl, you are interesting. You have taken the advantage now, but I was worried and was a moment slow. I was also a well-known figure in the world of cultivation back then. Let's look at my sword.
!!!”
The skeleton was originally in pieces, but unexpectedly, the demonic energy contained in his chest was like spider silk, reassembling all the bones that had fallen on the ground.
He kicked with his rattling foot bones, and the knife on the ground was suddenly held in his bone hand. This was the other knife in Jiang Su's double blade!
The girl squinted her eyes slightly, not feeling any timidity in her heart.
"When I was in my glory, I should be like thousands of sparks in the sky, burning for hundreds of years and burning up in one battle!"
"The will of the sword remains, and the long sword is in hand! What can you do to me?!"
"Buzz--" The two swords collided, and the swords roared.
The skull was pressed on the neck of the skeleton frame, and black mist swayed in a pair of dark eye sockets. The shadow of the knife could be seen flickering in it. He smiled eerily: "Oh? Really?"
"Hahahahahaha, junior is junior."
"When I held the Wen Chun Sword and cut off the four seasons of the world, I'm afraid your father didn't know where the goods and mud were? What did you think?!"
The sword in Liu Buyin's hand has its own sword shadow, and when he switches between cutting and stabbing moves, he has the meaning of a gentleman.
He suddenly waved his arms and made a sword strike!
At this moment, Jiang Su seemed to see the lush green mountains in spring and the blooming flowers.
The girl frowned slightly, but the curvature of her mouth seemed to be frozen. She cut off the national color peony with one knife, smashed the fairy peony with the right knife, and stabbed the knife from above, straight into the white bones!
"Actually, I am also a flower."
Liu Buyin was stunned when he heard this, "What?"
"I am...a flower in the greenhouse."
The girl suddenly laughed, and the knife in her hand became more and more violent. The brutal blade almost crazily swept through the Wenchun Sword Intent everywhere around her. Its shape was as fast as lightning, and there was no trace of it.
"Lao Deng! Let's see what this move of mine is called...
"When autumn comes, September 8th...
"After I bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill you!"
"Bang bang bang——"
At this moment, Liu Buyin's skeleton fell to the ground, and the knife he was holding rolled down at the feet of the girl in colorful clothes.
"How is that possible?!" Liu Buyin shouted unwillingly, his roar deafening.
"How is it possible...how is it possible that the Wujian Sect's swordsmanship can defeat my Wenchun Sword?! Impossible! This is impossible!"
Jiang Su sneered lightly and kneaded the bones with his fingertips, burning the bones on the ground into powder.
"Is there anything impossible? I learned my sword from the crazy swordsman Fang Zhe, the young master of the Wujian Sect. Considering his cultivation level, it is more than enough to call him the swordsman of the world."
"Ten years of practicing swordsmanship is enough to kill you."
"Right." Jiang Su suddenly thought of something. Now Liu Buyin only had his consciousness floating around in the tower, so she didn't need to worry about it anymore.
"Your swordsmanship looks familiar to me. I have an uncle named Liu Wenqiu. He is famous all over the world for his Wenqiu sword. The sword's intention can make the four realms mourn."
"Liu Wenchun, do you know Liu Wenqiu?"
"..."
Jiang Su had already broken his words into pieces and said that he was just waiting for this man's old melon.
"That's my junior brother." Liu Buyin's voice was low and hoarse, echoing throughout the tower.
Knew it……
"Then why are you in the Demon Realm?" Jiang Su asked coldly.
"Hahahahaha, of course it's because I am a demon cultivator? I became a demon voluntarily, and I also voluntarily went to the demon realm. Everything on my path was my own choice."
"Hey little girl, since you said that my good junior brother is your uncle, have you ever seen a child...not a child, about a hundred years old, being taken by my good junior brother?"
Child... I am the only child in Shifang Sect,
Wait... Senior Brother Liu was picked up by his uncle, right... Heavy snow?