Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Within half a quarter of an hour of walking back, Fu Zhu met Yang Shu, Zhang Qianyu and their group.

After the fight, the air was filled with the smell of blood. Yang Shu's cheek was bloody. She tentatively called out, "Miss Fu Zhu?"

Fu Zhu nodded, "It's me."

She looked behind the people again, "Is there anyone left alone?"

Zhang Qianyu recognized her identity by relying on the Shuangxue Ming Sword Qi on her waist, and replied: "They are all here."

This is already the end of the apricot forest. After passing the magic sound forest, the illusion dissipates. There is no doubt about their respective identities, and they help each other out of the fog.

Cheng Yitian's eyes lit up when he saw Fu Zhu's figure, "Miss Fu Zhu, are you back so soon?"

Fu Zhu explained: "Not long after I left, I met them."

After Xinglin, there were twenty-three people in the group, and now there are only fifteen people left, which can be said to have suffered heavy casualties.

Everyone rested in place for half an hour before continuing to set off. In order to avoid increasing casualties, Fu Zhu and Zhang Qianyu opened the way in front, while Yang Shu and Shi Liushui cut off the rear.

"Arrived at Bone Beach."

Yang Shu looked at the bones at her feet, feeling heavy.

The rest of the people have been silent since Xinglin, and just sighed. They thought they were already very powerful in the realm of gods, but today they know that in this world, they are still as small as ants, and they cannot avoid death.

"Miss Yang Shu, does your information indicate the danger of the Bone Beach?" Lan Qingfeng asked.

Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Shu.

She hesitated and said, "I don't know much about the White Bone Beach, but I've heard people mention it that the soul of a senior lies dormant here."

"Could it be Huang Yangxian Ji Qingqing?"

Shi Liushui suddenly spoke up, attracting everyone's attention.

"This Huang Yangxian was very famous in several battles fought by Fang Waitian. His swordsmanship was only inferior to that of the swordsman Ye Yuanjia. But unfortunately, Ye Yuanjia later disappeared and Huang Yangxian died at the hands of an unknown demon king. Here, a wisp of soul floats here, forming an obsession."

When Fu Zhu heard a familiar name, her heart moved slightly, and then she saw Shi Liushui looking at him with a complicated expression.

Ok?

Fu Zhu didn't know why, and his face was serious.

Shi Liushui spoke with difficulty: "If the people passing by this place are not good at practicing swordsmanship, Senior Huang Yangxian will continue to sleep."

"But once a sword cultivator passes by..."

"What's wrong with the sword cultivator passing by? Shi Liushui, don't say half a word, it's just off-putting."

Zhang Qianyu is a foreigner and has never heard of the name Huang Yangxian. He is not a swordsman and has rarely heard of those swordsmen.

Shi Liushui swallowed his saliva and was about to continue talking. At this moment, a vision happened!

Yellow apricot leaves were flying all over the sky, and a wisp of smoke emerged, condensing into the appearance of a woman.

I saw this soul woman in yellow clothes, with flying black hair, swaying like catkins. She turned her face, her eyebrows were as long as distant mountains, her eyes were as dim as dusk clouds, she smiled slightly, and took over Shi Liushui's words,

"If a sword cultivator passes by, he must pick up my three swords. If he doesn't pick up the sword -"

"You all have to die!"

The word "death" was pronounced sonorously and forcefully by Ji Qingqing. She stared at the talisman bead with her beautiful eyes, the only sword cultivator among this group of people.

"Senior, you are Fang Waitian's famous swordsman for a long time. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to follow such rules."

Lan Qingfeng took a step forward and met Ji Qingqing's gaze with neither humility nor arrogance.

Ji Qingqing smiled and said: "Young students, I think you all know how dangerous this journey is. If you can't even catch my three swords, you will still die if you pass. In this case, if you die in my hands, it is not unjust." "

Bullying the small with the big? Haha, Ji Qingqing doesn't care!

In a person's life, encountering ants is much rarer than encountering powerful enemies.

Many times, it is about facing difficulties head on.

So Ji Qingqing didn't think there was anything wrong.

Fu Zhu made a sword salute: "Senior, please draw your sword." Ji Qingqing waved his hand and pushed back the others, and everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

What kind of strength is this? Just a wisp of soul left them unable to fight back!

Can Miss Fu Zhu win?

Ji Qingqing was very satisfied with Fu Zhu's attitude. She performed a sword technique, and the mountain wall suddenly opened and a flying sword flew out.

"This sword is called Huangyang."

The talisman beads followed the rules and reported the name of the sword: "Shuangxueming."

"Very good!" Ji Qingqing praised without hesitation.

Although I don’t know when this sword was forged, the sword energy cannot be faked. This is definitely a top-grade sword.

People are like swords, and swords are like people.

Ji Qingqing knew that she had met a very good kendo junior.

"I only use three swords, so be optimistic." Ji Qingqing's aura changed, his eyes were sharp and his voice was cold, "The first sword is gold edge jade falling!"

boom!

The sword energy flew vertically and horizontally, passing through the yellow leaves in the sky, and approached the talisman bead in the blink of an eye.

The force of thunder turned into spring rain.

Zhang Qianyu rubbed his eyes and didn't see how Fu Zhu came out with the sword. This domineering sword energy was melted away.

"Is this the next step for Miss Fu Zhu?" Xie Feisheng asked.

Yang Shu's eyes sparkled, "Not only what happens next, she's completely at ease!"

Ji Qingqing was stunned for a moment, stared at her and said, "What kind of sword move are you doing?"

"This sword has no name. It comes out at will. It is not a swordsmanship move."

Why do you have to use a sword move to catch it? Just draw the sword.

Ji Qingqing reacted and immediately laughed, "I understand, quit the sword moves and return to nature. Little girl, your understanding of the sword is not bad!"

"You have to take the next two swords!"

One after another, two sword energy flew towards him. Fu Zhu's figure did not move, and he drew the sword in his hand.

The fierce sword wind twisted Ji Qingqing's soul. One of her arms was cut off, and her face changed ferociously for a while before returning to normal.

"Be taught." Ji Qingqing's attitude changed again, becoming extremely humble.

Fu Zhu bowed slightly.

Looking at the group of people leaving, Ji Qingqing took his eyes back for a long time before his soul turned into smoke and sank into the ground.

The vision of Bone Beach disappeared and calm returned.

"I didn't expect that the level of White Bone Beach would be so easy to pass." Cheng Yitian thought silently in his heart, "But this all depends on Miss Fu Zhu's swordsmanship being better than that of Huang Yangxian, otherwise we will be completely wiped out."

After all, under Huang Yangxian's methods, they had no power to resist.

Shi Liushui was also thinking about this.

He had heard a lot about Huang Yangxian and Sword Immortal Ye Yuanjia. Both of them were swordsman geniuses, especially Ye Yuanjia, a centuries-old swordsman with outstanding grace.

Miss Fu Zhu is younger than the two of them, but her achievements in swordsmanship are no less than those of the two.

Thanks to Miss Fu Zhu, he was lucky enough to see the soul and sword skills of Huang Yangxian, but where was the missing sword fairy Ye Yuanjia?

Shi Liushui didn't know that Ye Yuanjia had already turned into dust and was buried outside Mingyue Pass.

After the White Bone Beach, there was no danger all the way until we finally reached the last pass.

Sleeping in Xiakou.

(End of this chapter)