For some reason, when Ying Xiu's eyes fell on the jade hand resting calmly on Balian's belly, he suddenly felt dizzy.
He squinted his eyes without any trace, and felt that the dark light between heaven and earth had become a little narrower.
The sound of running water made his chest hurt. He felt that no matter what expression he put on at the moment, it was unnecessary and inappropriate. He could only tighten his face and keep an expressionless face, as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him. Little things.
There was no emotion on Bailian's face. In fact, his head was pounding. Both sides of the river fell into a tacit silence.
a long time.
Balian explained calmly: "This is a misunderstanding."
Yin Baishuang's eyes became more sarcastic, and her murderous intent gradually arose.
The sleeves are as if they contain coptis, and the throat is bitter.
With Su Jing's cold and taciturn temperament, if there was really a misunderstanding, why would she bother to explain so much to others.
Does explaining mean covering up something?
Yin Baishuang sneered and said: "This young man has a wound in his heart. I thought you wanted to kill him, but now it seems that I have overthought it. If I had known this, in the ghost mountain realm, I should have killed him." he."
Bailian's eyes darkened, but before he could say anything else, the sound of water breaking came from his side.
Afutu jumped up from the river, full of fighting spirit and murderous intention. He had no sword in his hand, but he carried a sword with sharp edge. Thunder, fire, sword and lightning in the four fields burst out and flew towards Yin Baishuang. .
"Fierce demon, don't make any mistakes!" Ying Xiu's face turned cold, and he drew his sword boldly. The thick and blunt talisman sword filled with the purple spirit that covered the sky and the moon, and the dragon's roar could be heard faintly.
The sword light exploded and countless thunder and fire sword intent flew away, and the thick sword body made the sound of the giant bell of the ancient mountain.
The Afutu pointed by the sword edge stepped on the sword, fire and thunder, and climbed over Ying Xiu's shoulder very dexterously. The thick and short claws, which did not look very sharp, drew three streaks of blood in the darkness, which were deeply imprinted on Ying Xiu. The sleeve's surprisingly handsome face was suddenly torn open with deep bloodstains.
The moment the severe pain hit, through the heavy sword flames and lightning, Ying Xiu looked into the rabbit's red and cold eyes, with unconcealable hatred and disgust.
Ying Xiu was shocked.
He was no stranger to this look.
Because he often caught such a look in Yin Baishuang's eyes.
The face that had been repaired for a few days was once again bloody and bloody.
He screamed, angrily swung his sword and stabbed straight at Afutu's vest.
The rabbit's toes lightly touched the sword he was attacking, and suddenly - like a mountain pressing down on top, a sea of fire came crashing down.
The evil talisman sword in his hand felt hot, and a layer of flesh melted away from Ying Xiu's entire palm, giving off a burning smell.
Yin Baishuang didn't even look at this Afu rabbit who had forced Ying Xiu into such a state of embarrassment.
She flicked her red sleeves, and a white seed appeared out of thin air behind the rabbit, and stuck to its back with a snap, firmly pressing the rabbit that was angry and attacking her to the ground.
No matter how hard the rabbit struggled, it was difficult to get up.
"With this level of cultivation, you can't even deal with a rabbit, but you dare to come to the ghost mountain to collect ghosts?
snort! I think you’d better find a mountain to hide and practice for eighteen hundred years before you come out and show off in the market, and just do some embarrassing things for Zhongyou in the name of Prince Zhongyou—”
She glared, and a sharp coldness could be seen in her bleak eyes, like dead water: "Don't come in my way!"
Ying Xiu covered his face, feeling ashamed and frightened for a moment.
He knew that there was indeed a gap between him and her. They were both the third son of the Immortal Dao. He started the latest and ranked last, but he had never had a real confrontation with them in these years.
Although his mother had always been strict with him, she was also very complimentary.
He was confident that this small gap would be made up for and surpassed as long as he accepted Yu Guilang, a three-thousand-year-old ghost, as his subject.
But she didn't expect that the vicious demon who had driven him into such a state of embarrassment would be easily suppressed by her.
So, how strong must be Su Jing, who is also in the Spirit Bearing Realm and is able to control her side?
For a moment, Ying Xiu didn't dare to make any guesses.
Yin Baishuang stepped on Afutu's head and looked coldly at Su Jing who picked up the young man and placed him on the bank in the river: "Why did you come to Ghost Mountain?"
Bai Lian also wanted to ask why Su Jing came to this ungrateful place and brought him so much trouble.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak.
But Yin Baishuang didn't give her a chance to open her mouth at all. The coldness around her waist came out of its sheath, the sword energy turned into a dragon, Xuanshuang's vast cold dragon unsheathed and groaned, the entire long river froze into ice, and the wind and rain came back thousands of times. , the sword energy is dark, splitting the soul and sealing the soul!
She was clearly the one who asked, and she was the one who interrupted his response with her sword.
These eldest ladies from the Immortal Sect are really more difficult to take care of than the last one.
Facing this murderous sword, Balian was still unable to react. Although he could use the spiritual power in Su Jing's body, he could not use all of it.
Yin Baishuang is by no means a centipede-faced girl. Once she takes action, it puts great pressure on him.
Fortunately, the Love-Severing Sword has a spirit. When the threat comes, it unsheathes itself to protect its owner.
Bailian held Zhanqing, the sword light flew up and down, the sword intention turned into fire, thousands of scorching red lotus karma fires opened boundlessly, burned the mist fiercely, and trapped the long dragon of mysterious frost transformed by the ice sword intention. in.
Yin Baishuang had a sneer on her face. She took two steps forward and stood on the river. Her red dress reflected the glacier. Even though the fire was in full swing, she still couldn't get rid of the desolate look on her body.
She was like a sad and beautiful cold flower that bloomed to its end. She was decorated with countless thrilling and rich colors in the world, and even though the jade dew between heaven and earth was moistening, it was difficult to moisten the darkness in her eyes that had long been reduced to nothing.
The giant black ice dragon above his head suppressed the fire lotus and extinguished it in an instant.
Ying Xiu was so shocked that she couldn't believe that she was forced to cross the river with chess pieces. After excessively consuming her spiritual power, she could still display such terrifying Taoist powers. Her heart could not help but slowly sink into the ice valley.
Why...
In the same environment, such a terrifying rift between heaven and earth can still exist.
Yin Baishuang's eyes flickered, as if puzzled: "You are so injured that you are so weak that you can't even withstand one round of my sword power when you cut off your emotions with the palm of your hand?"
Bailian secretly complained in his heart that he was not the original owner of this body. If he hadn't been familiar with the secret method of Taixuan Sect, he might not even be able to operate the spiritual power in his body.
He still has the strength to deal with centipede-faced women, hair monsters and the like.
Can fight against Yin Baishuang.
Only then did he know what it truly means to have more than enough heart but not enough power.
"Boring." Yin Baishuang closed her eyes indifferently.
Bailian felt slightly relieved when he saw the ice dragon in the sky freeze.
Also, the two of them have been fighting for so many years. If they kill Su Jing in such an unwinnable way, they will inevitably feel regretful and lonely.
The battle between masters and masters should be hearty and hearty. Fight until your spiritual power is exhausted and fight with all your heart.
Yin Baishuang accepted the ice dragon and lifted the Hanzhi Sword lightly in her hand. She said with a ruthless look, "One-sided abuse is very boring. After all, with your temperament, you won't scream or beg for mercy. It's very boring."
She tilted her head slightly: "But if I break your bones one by one and listen to the sound, I think it can add some fun to this boring battle."
This is what your boring feelings mean!
