Yu Fuguang looked at the sword shadow coming down from the mountain, his eyes even colder.
The maid took a step forward slightly and ordered: "Form up a formation!"
Several sword cultivators lined up and stood ready.
A touch of purple clothes stood out among the crowd. Surprise flashed in Sanqing's eyes, "Yu Fuguang came in person, it seems she is really angry this time." There was not much fear in his tone.
She even stretched her neck, poked her head out, and made a face at the person below. The long sword suddenly fell to the ground.
Sanqing jumped off the sword and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that after your Yu family lost its troops and generals, there would still be so many people."
As soon as she said this, the expression of the umbrella maid who was following Yu Fuguang suddenly turned ugly, with no concealment of hatred in her eyes.
Her fiancé was sentenced to death because Ruo Muguo was stolen and the guard was not effective. Although it was Yu Fuguang's order, the maid naturally did not dare to blame her and could only put all her hatred on the person who stole Ruo Mu Guo.
Yu Fuguang paid no attention to San Qing, his eyes passed her and fell on the girl holding the sword behind her.
Those who can take Frost Spirit Fruit must be Ice Spirit Root.
Yu Fuguang looked stern and ordered: "Get my sword."
Hearing this, everyone below had different expressions. The maid quickly came to her senses and brought a sword box.
A sword cultivator holds a sword all year round, so it's not surprising that his hands have calluses, but Yu Fuguang's hands are like fine mutton-fat jade, smooth and delicate.
It's hard to believe that such hands can hold a sword.
Yu Fuguang's sword is a warm jade sword, almost white but not white, very beautiful.
The coldness in her brows was difficult to remove, but it did not affect the charm of the beauty at all, "I am fighting her sword, and you are not allowed to interfere."
Yu Fuguang's figure jumped up and landed in front of the girl, "If you didn't also have ice spirit roots, you wouldn't be qualified to fight with me."
Fu Zhu was not angry. He caught the word "ye" and was slightly surprised in his eyes.
Yu Fuguang was the first ice spirit root she met besides herself.
Fu Zhu was not angry, but it didn't mean that San Qing could hear this. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "You are just relying on some soldiers and generals under your hands, and it is not your own ability. How can you have the face to say such things?"
At least... Sanqing suddenly paused, she didn't know the girl's name yet.
But no matter what, the swordsmanship of the girl in front of him is still very powerful.
Fu Zhu turned to look at Sanqing and said warmly: "Okay, I'm not even angry. Why are you so angry?"
Sanqing choked and glared at the girl, wasn't I speaking for you? It's really annoying that you are so ungrateful.
The little girl snorted coldly, turned her head away, and heard the girl's gentle voice again, "The Yu family has been ordered not to interfere in the battle between me and Yu Fuguang. Everyone is surrounding you. You have to be careful."
When Sanqing heard the concern in her words, he extinguished his anger and said with a very contented tone, "Don't worry! They can't do anything to me."
"You're not ashamed to speak loudly." Yu Fuguang said coldly.
However, he didn't pay any attention to Sanqing, and the jade sword thrust out diagonally and struck towards the talisman bead.
Yu Fuguang's sword suddenly appeared from the snow.
Fu Zhu raised his sword to block. Seeing the sword moving like ripples, his expression became serious.
The opponent's hand didn't look like someone who had been holding a sword all year round, but her swordsmanship was not low.
The long sword in Fu Zhu's hand stabbed sharply, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yu Fuguang's wrist. Her eyes were faint, the jade sword turned over, and she held a sword flower to stop it.
On the other side, dozens of people surrounded Sanqing, and the lights and shadows of flying swords appeared one after another.
The little girl held a black flag in her hand and raised it to the left and then to the left. The golden and red flames rose into the sky, forcing everyone to retreat.
Fu Zhu felt a little relieved when she saw that she was not at a disadvantage.
But does the Demon-Slaying Flag have this effect?
call!
A gust of sword wind passed by Fu Zhu, and the purple clothes were flying like a dance. Yu Fuguang's expression was indifferent, "You have two intentions when fighting a sword with me. You really don't know whether to live or die."
The girl's eyes were filled with sparkles and she smiled sweetly, "I was just slightly distracted, not distracted."
Yu Fuguang didn't give her a chance to breathe, and stabbed out the jade sword again, rolling up a burst of fine snow.
Clang!
Blocked again.
However, Yu Fuguang did not put away the sword and go back. His spiritual power gathered at the tip of the sword, vowing to force the sword in front of him back.
The girl tapped her fingertips on the sword and pushed it forward. The spiritual power of the sword tip was like a receding tide, scattered around the jade sword.
The long sword turned and pressed down on the tip, and the jade sword almost came off.
Yu Fuguang glanced at his red palm and tightened his grip on the sword.
If someone beats you so hard that your sword falls out of your hand, it will be very unpleasant to spread.
Mo Chuan, who finally escaped from Que Huan, frowned when he looked at the purple-clothed figure holding a jade sword in his hand and fighting against others.
Luo Meier was worrying about how to break Sanqing's strange fire. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Mo Chuan. She was slightly surprised that he could escape from under Que Huan's nose. He was really lucky.
"Don't look at it. The eldest lady doesn't allow others to interfere." But the more important thing is to catch the little girl in black. Luo Mei'er asked, "You have fought with this little thief in black a lot. Do you know any way to defeat this little thief?" Strange fire?”
Mo Chuan calmly looked back and said concisely, "Xuan Bing Shui can destroy it."
Luo Meier found the solution and ordered, "Bring the Xuanbing water."
Her eyes flashed, and she said leisurely, "The people below are going to carry Xuan Bingshui. If there is a vacancy, you can take the place."
"We must trap this little thief and not let her escape."
Mo Chuan is now Luo Meier's subordinate. Even if she is clearly targeting her, she doesn't dare to have anyone say anything, not to mention that there is nothing wrong with her orders.
Seeing that no one dared to step into the fire ring, Sanqing was very proud. He held the flag in his little hand and pointed it downward, and several flames fell from the sky.
There was no defense, and many people were caught by the strange fire. They suddenly screamed and rolled in the snow with ferocious faces.
For the first time, Luo Meier saw a strange fire burning her body, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, "This fire is really so powerful..."
She had only heard before that someone couldn't bear the burning and committed suicide by jumping into the sea. At that time, she didn't take it seriously, thinking that Mo Chuan was exaggerating for fear of being blamed by the young lady.
Now that I have seen it in person, the impact is not small.
"Lord Luo, here comes the Xuanbing water!" As soon as the subordinate carrying the water said something, he saw several people with red flames all over their bodies rushing towards him, as if they were trying to eat people.
Shocked by this battle, the man carrying the water subconsciously loosened his grip and stepped aside.
"Master Luo, what are they..." The subordinates who went to carry Xuan Bingshui had doubts in their eyes.
"That's enough!" Luo Mei'er shouted, looking at the men around the bucket, she said coldly: "Half the bucket of Xuanbing water has been wasted by you losers, and you still won't get out of the way!"
Previously, the fire was scorching, and several people were in a state of confusion. Now that they had returned to their senses, they discovered that most of the Xuanbing water had been sprinkled around the barrel.
Luo Mei'er squinted her eyes and glanced around, seeing that the strange fire on their bodies had really been extinguished, and their faces finally looked better.
"Bring your swords over here and soak them in Xuanbing water."
Mo Chuan couldn't help but glance at Luo Meier, she was not stupid.
Luo Meier's expression condensed, and she suddenly said: "You said that little thief can summon such strange fire, but because of the black flag in her hand?"
Mo Chuan raised his eyes and saw the little girl in black in the ring of fire, holding a small flag, as if ordering troops.
Wherever she pointed, the flames suddenly rose.
Mo Chuan remained silent, but Luo Meier suddenly smiled.
No matter what, Black Flag is definitely a good thing. Just wait until you catch the thief and take it back.
