"Brother Xuanzhen, seeing a letter is like seeing you in person.
Things in the world are unpredictable and full of worries.
After you sing, I will go on stage. How can you predict the victory or defeat?
Two months ago, the combined army of monks from the Five Northwest Cultivation Alliance suffered successive defeats in battles with the Blood River Sect, the Shanin Sect and other demonic sects. They were retreating steadily and were already shrinking and resisting.
Some of the remaining monks guarded the General Forum of the Five Kingdoms Cultivation Alliance and aggressively resisted the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect. The other part of the remaining monks hid under the formation of the Five Hells Ghost Sect and struggled to survive.
At that time, many comrades were already convinced that the collapse of the Five Northwest Cultivation Alliance was certain. What's more, they wanted to fish in troubled waters and get a share of the pie, but they never expected the sudden change.
The 17th direct descendant of the Taoist Sect arrived. With his cultivation in the middle stage of pill formation, he defeated the coalition of demon monks in one night. He killed seven demon gate monks and severely injured two false demon babies. He then floated away under the night. The heroic posture is like the sun in the sky, and the panic shines on the sky and the earth like daylight. How fascinating is it? My sister just wishes she could be one with him and enjoy herself to the fullest.
After this incident, the Five Nations Cultivation Alliance's counterattack became increasingly powerful.
In addition, Xuanyin received news that the Nascent Soul Lords from the Five Kingdoms Cultivation Alliance might be able to escape from their predicament and return within three months.
After my brother saw this letter, he also asked to leave the five northwest countries as soon as possible.
My dear sister, Xuanyin. "
Inside the cabin.
A room, in front of a wooden table.
The tall and plump female cultivator was wearing a thin shirt, writing a letter with a pen in her hand, her round and slender white legs were slightly crossed, and her cute and beautiful face had a serious expression.
On the floor of the room, the bodies of four male cultivators lay.
The death state of these four people was extremely twisted, and they fell to the ground miserably. Each corpse had its hands and feet torn off. One of the corpses even had its entire cheek sunken and most of its neck broken. But these four corpses But only a small amount of blood flowed out, barely forming a pool of blood. Liquids of various colors were mixed in the pool of blood, emitting an unspeakable smell. .
Boom, boom, boom!
"Master, the young man you like has been brought here."
There was a knock on the door, followed by a respectful and gentle voice, with a hint of flattery. The tall female cultivator Xuanyin in front of the wooden table glanced at the door.
As soon as she glanced at it, the door opened immediately, revealing six female cultivators dressed in the same black clothes outside. The beautiful female cultivator in black clothes grabbed Zhou Feng by the back of his neck. She walked into the room with a low eyebrow and greeted Zhou Feng. He placed it on one side of the four corpses and retreated.
Xuanyin gently waved his hand and closed the door.
She walked calmly, swaying, and came to Zhou Feng who was lying on the ground. She looked down with her beautiful eyes and licked her red lips.
Zhou Feng felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing in, dissipating the strong smell of blood around him. He looked up and fell into a daze. His mind was completely attracted by the beauty in front of him, and he even forgot who he was.
Seeing this scene, Xuanyin's expression flashed with surprise.
She wondered in her heart: 'This son has an ordinary mind, ordinary qualifications, and mediocre spiritual power. Why can I feel an indescribable throbbing in this son's body? Only when I practice Qi and Blood as a Dragon can I experience such a throbbing...
She took two steps back, sat on a chair, and hooked her hand at Zhou Feng, who was stunned. Zhou Feng suddenly stood up and rushed towards her, squatting on the ground like a dog, with a face full of fanaticism. .
"How to play well..."
Xuanyin whispered to himself.
But she didn't even look at Zhou Feng.
Instead, he stared at a certain direction on one side with playful eyes.
The next moment she looked in that direction.
boom!
The whole ship shook violently, as if it hit a reef on the seabed. The shaking in the cabin made Zhou Feng fall to the ground. He was hit hard and his head was broken and bleeding. He also came to his senses. .
Zhou Feng raised his head and looked at the female cultivator on the chair.
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but the female cultivator in thin clothes didn't even look at her, she just stared at a certain direction to the side.
Zhou Feng gritted his teeth and whispered: "Senior, you
I can do whatever I want, I just want the boy's mother and sister to be spared. "
Xuanyin heard Zhou Feng's voice but did not respond.
She glanced at Zhou Feng with a smile, and Zhou Feng was fascinated by the charm of this moment. His ears could not hear, his eyes could not see, and he was completely immersed in this charm, unable to extricate himself, unwilling to extricate himself.
At the same moment, a cold drink sounded from above.
"What kind of witch dares to come to my Li family to control the waters and cause trouble!"
Along with this slightly sharp cold drink sounded.
Click!
A sword light as white as half a moon slashed down from the distant sky.
The eyes of the cultivators on the ship were all dimmed, and they seemed to see a white lightning appear out of thin air, falling in the sky, cutting off the clouds in the sky and the falling sunlight, breaking the aura that shrouded the ship, and fell in the cabin. In the middle, slash towards Xuanyin's room!
A moment of silence on the ship.
Immediately, Xuanyin's smiling voice sounded.
"I wonder which member of the Li family is here this time? The little girl was passing by Guibao Land and did not come to visit. It is really rude."
This voice was melodious and resounded throughout the surrounding waters. It seemed to have boundless charm. Many monks on the deck were affected. Not to mention the male monks, even the female monks could not resist it. Their expressions all changed. Blurred, a pink color appeared between the flesh and blood, but in an instant, a small part of it exploded into a blood mist uncontrollably, and quickly submerged into the cabin, as if it was being absorbed by something quickly!
The dashing female cultivator in red, who was escaping from the sky, saw this scene from afar and stared at the pair of young men on the cabin. An anxious look flashed across her expression. She spoke with her spiritual consciousness: "Witch, if you dare If you touch a hair on the two Qilins of my Li family, the entire Li family will fight you to the death!"
As she said that, the female cultivator in red clothes seemed to hold a ball of sword light in her hand, and she suddenly slashed towards the ship in front of her again. Her figure followed the sword light and flickered. He had already reached the top of the deck and headed straight for the pair of teenagers.
Silver-white sword light flickered.
Click!
The cabin of the ship was immediately divided into two halves!
However, there were six figures of female cultivators in black, emerging from the cabin that was split in half. Each of these six people was holding a water-type treasure, and spiritual light shot out from the treasures in the hands of these six people. , faintly, actually formed a formation!
This formation gathered the spiritual light of six water-attribute treasures, cleaning up a large amount of water-colored mist. As the cabin was split open by the dashing female cultivator in red, the water-colored mist suddenly escaped.
The water was rippling like a vast expanse of water, and like a sudden wave, two dazzling silver-white swords flickered out from within, slashing towards the dashing female cultivator in red who was running below!
The expression of the dashing female cultivator in red changed drastically.
'not good! Fell into a trap!
She immediately realized there was a ghost.
Facing the two sword lights that she slashed with all her strength, the female cultivator in red clothes turned around and hurriedly responded from mid-air. She once again held a ball of light in her hand and faced the two sword lights.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The female cultivator in red clothes slashed out a curtain of sword light, sealing the front. The silver-white sword light that bounced back from the two large formations covered with water color had already fallen down, killing the female cultivator in red clothes. The body that borrowed strength everywhere was slashed back violently!
But at this moment.
The deck below suddenly cracked, and a large amount of blood mist wildly escaped from it, covering the female cultivator in red clothes.
In this blood mist, it seemed that the beautiful face of a female cultivator quietly condensed out and turned into the appearance of Xuanyin. With a sweet smile, she stretched out her hand and patted the female cultivator in red clothes, leaving a solid bloody claw mark. , almost fell on the heart of the sassy female nun in red!
Countless murmurs came.
This bloody claw mark seems to be coming with a boundless sea of blood where countless innocent souls have been buried.
The expression of the female cultivator in red clothes changed drastically. She immediately turned sideways and threw out the bracelet magic weapon on her wrist, facing the mysterious yin condensed in the blood mist. On the other side of her, with the ball of brilliance in her hand, force
Using his strength, he chopped off the two silver blades of light and retreated uncontrollably.
The bracelet magic weapon could only hold out for a moment under the bloody claw marks, and was beaten so hard that it whined and flew backwards. Then, the female cultivator in red clothes was hit on the back of the heart by the bloody claw marks!
Bang!
The female cultivator in red clothes was beaten into a bloody mist.
The female cultivator in splendid red clothes rushed from the distance, cut the cabin in half with a knife, and then rushed straight to the deck. The pair of young men left, but they were in mid-air, their expressions stagnant.
She fell straight down and hit the deck.
Boom!
The female cultivator in red smashed the deck into a big hole and lay in the big hole like a rag. Her eyes were wide open and lifeless. The flying sword she stepped on as she was flying had already submerged into the deck, leaving only the hilt.
"Cousin Li Lan!"
"Sister Lan!"
Among the monks who were tied up on the deck, a pair of young men exclaimed, and the remaining monks also looked at each other.
"This cultivator of the Li family in the late stage of Qi refining seems to have fallen into an illusion. Which fellow Taoist can help break the illusion? Our survival depends entirely on this cultivator of the Li family!"
An old monk said this.
The other monks all acted like cows. A few monks glanced at the middle-aged cultivator who had just been trampled to death by the beautiful female cultivator in black.
After half an hour, a second monk finally spoke on the deck. This was a young monk with good features.
"Half an hour has passed, why haven't those demon girls walked out from the deck? Could it be that they were killed by the sword light of this cultivator of the Li family?" said the cultivator of the young man with a straight-featured appearance.
After this practice uttered the words, more than ten breaths passed.
"That's the light of a sword! What a look, returning the light of a sword..." Some bald monks with sinister faces on the side continued to speak, "I think what this pretty boy said is very reasonable. After half an hour, someone has to come no matter what. Look at our situation, right? You see, this pretty boy has been talking for so long, and no one has come out to kill him. I think those ***, even if they are not dead, they have probably encountered some kind of problem!
Hearing this, among the cultivators who were tied up on the deck, a monk with a dark complexion said, "I have a way to wake up this cultivator of the Li family! But I need the cooperation of all my fellow Taoists..."
"Tell me, how can I cooperate?"
"do my best……"
"Everyone, is this ship sinking?"
More than half an hour ago.
In the cabin.
The doorway of a room.
All six female nuns in black were decapitated. The wounds were as bright as a mirror. The headless corpse fell to the ground, and several beautiful heads rolled to the corner.
inside the room.
Two knife marks lay across the hard floor, half an inch into the ground.
Xuanyin was lying on the ground. There was almost no trauma on her body. There was only a blood stain on her forehead. This blood stain penetrated her head. A low-grade magic weapon flying sword that had dissolved was embedded in her head. In the middle, the dark red sword energy spread out from the bleeding hole behind her head and penetrated the entire ship.
The lake water poured in slowly.
Zhou Feng stood aside with a dull expression.
A figure shrouded in an illusory raincoat stood in front of the wooden table, holding a bloody scabbard in one hand and the letter Xuanyin had just written in the other.
The ink on the letter is still wet.
