Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 427: Someone from the Lianxing Sword Sect comes
Yun Tanxue had green silk rolled up on her wrist. She tilted her head, glanced at the gray-haired old man who shouted to her, and said seriously: "This treasure is not suitable for you."

The other party almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "My treasure is not suitable for me. Could it be that it is suitable for a witch like you?"

"Give me Qingbo Ling, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"What nonsense are you talking to this witch? Just do it!"

"Fellow Taoists, please be careful. My blue sea bowl was also taken by her. This bowl contains the seven emotions spiritual water. If the spiritual water touches the body, it will amplify the monk's seven emotions..."

As soon as the yellow-robed Taoist cultivator finished speaking, he saw his precious blue sea bowl hanging upside down in the air. Immediately, the spiritual water inside rushed out like a surging river.

He stared at Yuntan's movements with his eyes, heartbroken and murderous.

This Seven Emotions Spiritual Water is his treasure that makes him invincible in battles with enemies. He himself is reluctant to use it on weekdays, but this enchantress is so wasteful!
Void grabbed hold of him and took a sharp sword into his hand. The yellow-robed Taoist cultivator avoided Qi Qing Shui and stabbed Yuntan.

Unexpectedly, another small flag appeared out of nowhere, and with a slight wave, the Qi Emotion Spiritual Water turned into a blue dragon and rushed towards the yellow-robed Taoist cultivator.

Huang Xuanzhen knew the power of his Seven Emotions Water, so he stepped back and heard an angry curse in his ears.

"Give me control of the water flag!"

A woman in white stretched out her palm and struck, and the spiritual water dragon broke into pieces, covering her head and face, and poured it on her body.

Huang Xuanzhen was still a little late in setting up the barrier, and was splashed with a few drops of Seven Emotions Spirit Water. The rage in his heart rose several degrees.

There was a spiritual rain on Feixian Island, and almost everyone was affected to some extent.

Huayi is a sword spirit who has no seven emotions and is unaffected.

Fu Zhu raised his hand to wipe the raindrops on his face, looked back, glanced at Yun Tan from a distance, and said softly: "What did this water demon do again?"

When the raindrops fell on her face, she felt her heart palpitation, then calmed down again. Fu Zhu concluded that this water was definitely not a good thing.

Gong Nanxuan has lived in the South China Sea for a long time. He knows who has what means and treasures, not to mention all, but most of them.

The Seven Emotions Spiritual Water of Bihaibo will amplify the monk's emotions and must not be touched, so he has already formed a defense.

Gong Qingchang and Hua Yi were facing the heavy rain, which made the sky dark and the earth dark.

The sword light flashed horizontally, cutting off the mountain top, falling into the sea water, causing a violent wave.

"Come again!" Gong Qingchang shouted loudly with his hair flying and his clothes looking hazy.

Hua Yi had no emotion on his face, he held his sword and slashed at the waist.

Just above your head, you can hear the distant vibration of the metal arm, and the sound of collision, like thunder.

Seeing such a large-scale battle, Gong Nanxuan was frightened and his eyes kept twitching. Suddenly, a long sword stabbed him.

Gong Nanxuan reacted extremely quickly and barely managed to avoid Shuang Xueming's sword edge, but was still cut off by the sharp sword energy. A strand of hair was cut off.

In the distance, Gong Shaoqing was supporting Gong Huo, but his eyes were always on the battle between Fu Zhu and Gong Nanxuan, and the heart of his sword was shattering little by little.

His proud reputation as a swordsman seems to be a joke. Who is the sword fairy in this melee?
Snapped!
A slap slapped Gong Shaoqing on the face, waking him up.

Gong Huo looked grave: "Are you awake?"

"You are the most talented swordsman in the history of my Gong family. How can you become unstable because of such a trivial matter?!"

"Today's melee in the South China Sea is destined to result in countless casualties, but my Gong family will definitely be the winner. The Five Xi Immortal Sword and the Dulu Immortal Sword will both be ours. If you have the sword bones, you can contract another immortal sword as your natal flying sword. Why worry? Climb to the top of the sword?"

The ancestor wants the Five Xi Immortal Sword, and the remaining Dulu Immortal Sword. Who else in the entire Gong family is worthy of it except his son Shaoqing?
Gong Shaoqing's eyes gradually regained their luster, and at this moment, a sword energy flew through the air.

He subconsciously raised his sword to block, but Gong Huo was already in front of him, forming a barrier with his hand.

The woman in snow clothes lowered her eyes at the deer spirit beside her and ordered: "Knock it away."

The Dulu Sword Spirit took a few steps back, then charged forward, turning into a ray of white sword light and piercing the barrier.

Click. The barrier is broken.

Gong Huo spit out a large mouthful of blood. Gong Shaoqing supported him and raised his eyes to look at the woman. Then, his body froze, and only four words came to his mind, which was shocking.

The beauty of cloud sandalwood is not like the flying geese, nor is it as fresh as the new lotus blooming among the green waves, nor is it the charm of green pines swaying in the spring breeze. Her beauty is a kind of lightness when the wind blows and the snow blows. Mixed with brightness and coolness.

"The Dulu Immortal Sword is mine." She came here specifically to warn the two of them.

As soon as she said something, the monks whose treasures she had robbed rushed over.

Yuntan turned around, raised his hand and swung his sword.

The sword energy fluttered like wind and snow, and several lives were cut off in the blink of an eye.

Gong Shaoqing was fascinated and murmured: "Her sword skills are so impressive."

Yes, Yuntan knows how to sword.

This is something Fu Zhu didn't expect. She thought that the water demon only wanted to go because her sword looked good.

But seeing Yuntan's swordsmanship, it was like a whirling dance, elegant and agile, exceptionally elegant.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?
The talisman beads have never been seen before, and neither have the heroes of the South China Sea.

On the horizon, a group of flying swords were approaching in darkness. The monks on the flying swords were stunned.

"Is this the South China Sea?"

"It's clearly the Shura Sea of ​​Blood!"

A kind-looking old man waved his hand: "You stay here first and don't come near."

After saying that, his figure turned into a rainbow and passed through the shadows of swords and swords to find the talisman beads.

The girl's white clothes were stained with blood, her black hair was hanging down, but her eyebrows were very clean. She raised a smile and said, "Senior, you are finally here!"

Meng Qiubo's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw her aura, "Refining the Void Realm?"

Fu Zhu nodded, and then presented the green hibiscus sword. At this time, two more sword lights fell.

Zhu Wei and Yun Bai also arrived.

The two of them greeted Meng Qiubo together, "I've met Senior Meng."

Yun Bai took the initiative to take responsibility: "It's the junior's fault for not taking good care of Yuesu. Once this matter is resolved, the junior will climb the mountain in person and apologize to Zhaoying Mountain!"

Fu Zhu followed his senior brothers and sisters and bowed in salute.

Meng Qiubo looked at the three people, two of whom were Yuesu's masters. He slightly avoided the gift, "We will wait until we find Yuesu first."

"Excuse me, senior, and hold Gong Qingchang back."

After Zhu Wei and Yun Bai straightened up, they stretched out their index fingers and touched the green hibiscus sword, using the blood as a guide to cast a spell.

Meng Qiubo nodded lightly, appeared in the void with one step, and went to capture Gong Qingchang.

He was a little surprised when he saw the sword spirit of Wuxi Fairy Sword.

But he quickly calmed down, summoned his flying sword, and stabbed at Gong Qingchang.

The sword technique of "Lian Xing" is extremely exquisite. Every move of the sword seems to pull the power of the stars and set up a forbidden cage.

Gong Nanxuan's heart was beating wildly. He knew that if someone from the Star Sword Sect came, everything would be over.

At the moment of distraction, the talisman bead stabbed the sword.