When the phantom sword disappeared into the night, the young man holding the sword showed his full potential.
The wind stirred up thousands of layers of snow, and the sword shook the clouds in the sky.
Qing Ya held the long sword in his hand and waved it in a semicircle in front of him. A solid golden sword energy rippled like water waves. The sword energy continued to accelerate and expand along the forward trajectory. In the blink of an eye, he came to the woman in red. in front of you.
"The power is okay, but the speed is too slow."
The woman in red did not dodge. The sharp sword energy hit her body, but there was no movement. The sword energy penetrated her body and continued to fly towards the sky, quickly disappearing into the night sky.
But her body was in a trance like a burst of black mist, and she easily defused Qingya's offensive.
However, at this moment, Qingya, who had been locked in her gaze, seemed to disappear out of thin air, and appeared in front of her before she could react.
"His speed suddenly became so fast."
Without giving the opponent any time to react, Qingya wrapped himself with silver sword light and streaked behind the woman in red like a meteor. Before he could even take the move, Qingya was already crumbling due to loss of strength. He had no choice but to point his sword to the ground. Support most of your body weight on the sword.
"Elder Jingxu's Lingyun Step is really extraordinary."
Qingya gasped, still amazed by the moment just now.
Tianji Peak soars into the clouds, crossing mountains and rivers in one step, and traveling thousands of miles in one thought. When he first entered the palace, he saw Elder Jingxu taking only one step and then disappearing in front of everyone. Qingya yearned for such a state.
Later, when he worshiped Yaoguang Peak, Qingya no longer had such thoughts. He never thought that Liu Bailu would take advantage of the competition to collect all the secret treasures from the other six peaks of Tianyun. Master was so thoughtful. .
For this long-awaited technique, Qingya naturally started learning it as soon as he got it. Unfortunately, with just two days of study, Qingya could only roughly master a little bit of it. Naturally, he couldn't use it like Elder Jingxu. style. Just these few steps have already made me exhausted.
But this was enough. At this moment, ninety-nine golden phantom swords appeared around the woman in red, locking her within a one-foot radius. Immediately, the silver sword light and the golden phantom sword exploded together, and brilliant fireworks seemed to be lit around the woman in red.
And she was swaying in red clothes, like flowers blooming on the other side of the River of Forgetfulness, blooming at the end of her life, with a coldness and arrogance that looked down on all living beings, she was more charming than the blooming fireworks.
But then, Qingya could no longer appreciate her beauty calmly.
In the splendid sword light like fireworks, her figure was like ripples in a deep pool, which made people unable to see clearly, as if she would leave this world at any time and return to the netherworld.
"This is less than two breaths, why did she..."
Qingya was shocked for a moment, but quickly reacted, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Yes, the previous few times were just judgments made by herself. With her level, how could she let people be so easily... I figured out the way. I think the three-breath break was just a flaw she deliberately exposed."
Qingya suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. He tried his best to press the bottom of the box, but he still couldn't match it.
As practitioners of the Tao, we should do this and determine the right side in due course.
After a while, the sword light dissipated and the surroundings returned to darkness.
The woman in red walked to his side calmly, looked at Qing Ya who was holding his sword on the ground in front of him, looking a little weak, and slightly raised a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth.
She raised her arm, gently pinched Qingya's chin, and lifted it up in a familiar manner. Qingya had to raise his head to look up at her.
"You have no strength, do you want to admit defeat?"
The soft sleeves slid down her arms, and the exposed part of her bright wrist shone like jade in the bright moonlight. It's just that she looks more like the second generation ancestor who teased women from good families on the street.
Qing Ya moved her chin away without leaving a trace. Fortunately, she was just teasing and didn't use much strength.
"Girl, the Master said: Do not touch anything that is not polite." Qingya protested in a low voice.
"He said it to the gentlemen. I am a difficult woman to raise, so I don't have to listen to him. Besides, when you were staring at my legs before, did you not remember that you said don't look at incest?"
As she spoke, the woman in red wanted to come over and pinch Qingya's chin, but she turned away.
"Do you admit defeat?" Seeing Qingya dodge, she didn't press any further and asked the question again.
"A man never gives up."
"Now you are like a little wolfdog who lost a fight. All you have left is your stubbornness. It seems that you haven't made up your mind that you can't beat me." The woman in red squinted her eyes, her red eyes There was a flash of light.
Qingya secretly said something bad, turned around and wanted to run, but before he could run a few steps, he was kicked hard in the back and fell heavily to the ground.
Before she could even take a breath, a rain of punches and kicks came down quickly, and then she kicked Qingya up from the ground and punched him down in mid-air.
After being beaten for a while, Qingya recovered some spiritual power and was about to use Lingyun Step again to escape. However, before he could use his energy, the spiritual power that had bottomed out in the sea of qi seemed to have been sucked away and disappeared without a trace.
"What's going on?"
Qing Ya looked back and saw a faint light like light blue quicksand running out of his body, flying towards the woman in red like a thin stream, and finally got into her palm.
The woman in red closed her palms and looked at Qingya on the ground with a smile: "Want to run away? I haven't beaten you enough. Today I will train you hard." After that, there was another heavy rain of punches and kicks. The kick fell on Qingya.
At this time, Qingya had not yet reacted to the situation. While being beaten, his mind was filled with questions.
She can actually suck away my spiritual energy. What kind of monster is this? Besides, how can I be so tempered? It's just a deliberate revenge. How did I offend others?
After fighting for about a quarter of an hour, the woman in red seemed to have lost her temper and finally let Qing Ya go.
While rubbing her hands, she kicked Qingya on the ground again, "Don't pretend to be dead, I'm done beating, my hands are hurting."
Then I still want to say sorry? Auntie, your hand hurts, but is there any place on my body that doesn’t hurt?
Of course, Qingya could only think about this in his heart and never dared to say it out loud.
However, when she hit herself just now, she didn't use any spiritual power. The two pink fists hit her body like hammers. Who said it would be very comfortable?
"Oh oh oh..."
A cockcrow interrupted Qingya's random thoughts, and it seemed like morning light was flowing, starting from the far east, breaking through the silent night.
Before I knew it, one night passed.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a trace of purple air flowing out from the first ray of morning light, scattering into thousands of strands like fireworks and scattering towards the sky.
The woman in red's nose twitched, as if she smelled something, she raised her head and stretched out her white palms toward the sky.
The purple energy that was originally scattered seemed to flow into a whirlpool, gathered together again, surged towards the ground, and was finally sucked into the hand of the woman in red.
Of course, Qingya couldn't see this mysterious purple energy. He only saw the woman in front of him raise her palm to the sky for a moment, and then put it on top of her head.
"I just lent you some spiritual power. I was afraid you would say I was stingy, so I'll give it back to you now." After saying that, she turned over her palm, and the light blue light stream slowly flowed into the blue sky like fine sand on her fingertips. Ya's body.
The originally depleted Qi sea quickly filled up as if the rainy season had arrived, and Qingya gradually regained his strength and slowly stood up from the ground.
Qing Ya was about to ask something, but saw her push him gently, and the scene in front of him seemed to be moving quickly away from his sight.
"It's dawn, you should go back." The woman in red smiled and waved to Qingya.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, dare I ask the girl her name?" Qing Ya shouted as he watched the woman in red getting further and further away.
"Silver candles paint the screen in the cold autumn light, and small fans flutter at the flowing fireflies."
