When he noticed this, Mu Jiuke's eyes changed slightly.
Feng Qingwu's sword seemed to be based on the characteristics of the illusion. She blessed almost all of her own power, and then - with the help of the illusion, she understood the characteristics of her heart, and even simulated a bit of the charm of her Nascent Soul stage at that time.
This sword cannot be replicated, and it cannot help but amaze people!
Obviously, Feng Qingwu had been quiet for so long, and all her preparations were for this blow, and what she wanted to do was to kill with one blow!
That kind of murderous intention cannot be faked, he really wants to kill Mu Jiuke.
The moment he sensed the murderous intention, Mu Jiuke had already counterattacked. He actually grasped the sword blade coming towards his neck with one hand. That long and slender hand was like the finest warm jade, yet indestructible. .
The moment he grasped the edge of the sword, his body moved instinctively.
Using her spiritual power, she instantly dispersed Feng Qingwu's condensed sword intent. After a shock on her wrist, the Liufeng Sword in her hand flew out.
The sword edge cut through the stagnant rain curtain and passed through the hanging raindrops.
It was as if the world had been suspended.
'Ding--'
The Liufeng Sword hit a tree nearby.
The next moment, the downpour fell again.
When Feng Qingwu came to her senses again, she was pushed against the tree trunk behind her. The man in front of her was moving so fast that she barely had any reaction before the Liufeng Sword was knocked away.
And her right hand, which originally held the sword, had been tightly held by the man's long and slender hand, shackling her slender wrist and clasping it in the palm of his hand.
The other left hand was pressed against the tree trunk and raised above his head.
'Why, how can it be so powerful? ! '
The thoughts in Feng Qingwu's mind were stunned by the man's relaxed and effortless approach. She didn't expect that even the sword she had accumulated for so long could not hurt the other party, or even...
It even knocked the Liufeng Sword away, directly breaking the sword's intention.
It was as easy as tearing a piece of paper.
Who is this man who appears inexplicably in the fantasy? !
In the blink of an eye, even Mu Jiuke was unconscious. When he felt the real killing intent, he had already instinctively fought back. If not for the last moment, he suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was his contractor.
I'm afraid, Mu Jiuke didn't press Feng Qingwu's hand against the tree, but... directly broke her slender, swan-like neck!
When he thought of this, Mu Jiuke's face turned a little dark.
"Stupid woman, you are really..."
He couldn't help but feel a little angry, but he tried his best to find a way for her. When they met, Feng Qingwu struck him with a sword first.
And looking at it like this, it was obvious that he wanted to kill him!
Thinking of this, Mu Jiuke's tall figure bent slightly, and his dark eyes filled with blood-colored mist stared closely at Feng Qingwu until she raised her head and looked at her with her soft, rain-soaked face. The face looked at him.
Like a lotus in the wind and rain, with elegance and delicateness.
However, he has the character of a swordsman who would rather break than bend.
She stared at Mu Jiuke with her cold eyes filled with murderous intent: "Who are you and why are you in my illusion."
"Stupid woman, you actually asked me who I am——"
Before Mu Jiuke could even finish his questioning words, he looked at Feng Qingwu's slightly puzzled eyes, and all his voice suddenly got stuck in his throat.
He suddenly remembered.
It seems that he has never appeared in his true form. Even when he came out to fight against Song Jinxi last time, Mu Jiuke just remembered that he deliberately erased Feng Qingwu's memory because he didn't want to be embarrassed after being discovered by Feng Qingwu.
Therefore, Feng Qingwu didn't know who he was at all...
But after thinking about it, Mu Jiuke felt a little aggrieved. They were clearly connected by the "Supreme Contract", and he could feel the emotions transmitted through the contract that were unique to Feng Qingwu.
But how come this stupid woman can't recognize him?
When he thought of this, Mu Jiuke felt that he was right again: "Feng Qingwu, if you think about it again, you actually dare to ask me who I am?"
"Um……"
Feng Qingwu paused and seemed to want to say something.
Mu Jiuke had a rare sense of expectation, and stared at her with deep black eyes. Although it was a bit embarrassing, it seemed that she was recognized——
Feng Qingwu's expression remained unchanged and she just said one sentence.
"Who are you?"
"..."
Mu Jiuke's thoughts suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly sank.
He heard Feng Qingwu's even doubtful words, and his bright questioning eyes, as if he was looking at an incomprehensible person.
Mu Jiuke suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart.
He was clearly a tall man, pressing down on the petite girl so forcefully, but his slightly curved spine looked extremely aggrieved, and his eyes looking at Feng Qingwu were full of resentment.
Mu Jiuke was so angry that he didn't want to speak.
"you……"
Feng Qingwu frowned slightly, a little confused.
But just when Mu Jiuke was still about to complain, he looked into Feng Qingwu's eyes and tried to use his spiritual thoughts to stir up the "supreme contract" between them.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingwu just frowned and didn't react much.
At this time, Mu Jiuke remembered that the "Supreme Contract" connected the souls and each other's destiny, but this influence can only be clearly felt after continuously improving one's cultivation. In short -
Feng Qingwu, who is only in the Qi training stage now, has not yet experienced the contract, and cannot clearly feel their entangled fate.
The only thing she could feel were the emotions he vaguely conveyed.
Mu Jiuke: I feel a little wronged and a little angry...
He silently let go of Feng Qingwu's hand, took half a step back, with a dark face, snapped his fingers, and then the rain in the sky stopped again.
Mu Jiuke thought, since he was not exposed anyway, it would not be embarrassing. Turning into a cub was enough to test his shame level, so he changed the topic.
"I don't want to explain to you."
"Don't use this method to escape from the illusion. You were in the Nascent Soul stage before, so you should be very aware of the disadvantages. I have a way to help you escape."
After realizing that the man had no killing intent, Feng Qingwu stopped struggling.
Anyway, with the strength of the other party, he can kill himself easily.
She asked: "What can I do?"
