The sword qi from yin to cold crisscrossed the void, and the soft and incomparable flames spread across the heavens and the earth, colliding and touching each other, and one after another extremely dull movements swirled, the body moved, and the colorful Xuanguang spread out.

Flying in the wind, volleying in the air, the spiritual sense spread, the flame spirit Ji couldn't help but pinch the seal with both hands, the Dao Flame Evolution Attack Trend, although the sword-wielding woman in front of her cultivated into the god, but she had just broken into it, compared with herself, it was far behind.

The only thing that made me look at it was the famous sword that exuded a cold aura, I heard Gongzi say that it was the sword of Mo Evil that had been famous in Zhuxia for hundreds of years, and it was very powerful, if it was combined with the cadres, it would attack ten times.

However, there is only a mere sword of Mo Evil, and it is not his turn to be afraid, and the extremely fast body method is used, although it is not the Taoist "Imperial Wind" Xuangong, but it also has a few points of its essence, the fire charm and soft light on the body ripple, perceiving the other party's increasingly angry expression, and the coquettish face is more and more smiling.

"Senior sister, stop quickly."

On the edge of the field in front of the hall below, the remnant sword holding the sword of the cadre was whispering, this is the little sage village, and it has been out of order to act rashly, and this bewitching woman is still a person next to Tianzong Xuanqingzi.

If you win, you can't guarantee that the other party will come forward!

If you lose, you lose face even more!

If you stop now, there will always be room for relaxation, otherwise, it will be troublesome next, and after a quick glance left and right, many Confucian disciples have already avoided it from afar, and they are looking here.

"Senior brother, I can't kill that Tianzong Xuanqingzi, but today I will kill this person to avenge my father!"

The white light on the whole body is shrouded, the cold breath is blessed, and the sword of Mo Evil in his hand is even more swordsmanlike, and he has inherited the Chengcheng Library, and he also has a good inheritance, holding a sword to meet the enemy, and he is fearless.

Hearing the words of the senior brother below, Zhao Feixue's eyebrows were furrowed, and in the depths of his dark eyes, the wisp of spiritual light couldn't help shaking, and a trace of fiery red light collided with it and was compatible with it.

With a crisp voice, the momentum up and down his body was even better, and the sword qi was more domineering, but the strange flames in his eyes were also more intense, and the fire charm qi that enveloped this area unconsciously broke through his protective light and immersed his body.

"Why do you want to attack Childe too?"

"Just rely on this Mo Evil Sword!"

Yin and Yang are infinite, the Tao is natural, and the fire charm technique is urged by the supreme method of tranquility, and his body is extraordinary, and if the opponent is as pervasive as the child, it will be fine, but this person is full of anger and full of weaknesses.

With the power of the fire charm technique entering the other party's body, Flame Spirit Ji's unrelenting figure stopped for an instant, and with a wave of her hand, the next moment, the Mo Evil Sword that was originally held in Zhao Feixue's hand directly turned into a streamer and fell in her hand.

The palm of the white jade palm was shot out in the air, and the person was blatantly repulsed, his body was disordered, and his body was staggering, and if it wasn't for her senior brother's support, he would have collapsed on the ground.

"Poof!"

However, as soon as the remnant sword stepped out, his hands caught the repulsed figure of the junior sister, and before he could take a closer look at the junior sister's injury, he was greeted with a brazen palm on the chest.

"Demon girl, take your life!"

Zhao Feixue, who was defeated by Flame Spirit Ji, her eyes emitted a rich flame light, she jumped forward, and struck a powerful blow, although she had no sword in her hand, but as a sudden attack of a god warrior, she directly knocked the remnant sword away, and fell heavily on the hard ground ten zhang away.

Looking at the remnant sword that fell on the ground, Zhao Feixue's body moved again, the Xuan Gong in his body was running extremely fast, and his palm technique was continuous, and he couldn't help but shroud the remnant sword's body, the power was huge, and before the palm fell, the cold palm wind had torn the brocade robe on the remnant sword's body.

Disheveled!

The dull sound started again, and although the remnant sword didn't know what happened to the junior sister, it was obvious that something was wrong with the current junior sister, and she quickly moved away, and there was already a depression in the original position.

"Senior sister, it's me!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Holding the sword of the cadre, his body did not move on the wide field in front of the hall, constantly dodging the attacks of the junior sister, and the spiritual sense surged, looking at the strong and horizontal light fluctuating on the junior sister's body, he sensed that the senior sister looked a little confused at the moment.

He roared again, forcibly suppressed the injury that had been dropped by his senior sister's palm before, his brows furrowed, and then, while hiding, he looked around, and his eyes fell on the flame spirit Ji who was shrouded in fiery red light not far away, and quietly seemed to understand something.

"Confusing people, fire charm!"

"I didn't expect that the girl's fire charm technique had reached such a realm, my junior sister made a rash move before, it was wrong, the remnant sword apologized on behalf of the junior sister here, and I hope the girl will not worry about my junior sister."

The junior sister's eyes were not bright, staring at herself as the bewitching woman, obviously confused, the only one in the field who could do this was the Baiyue woman, with her cultivation at the same level of the gods, and surpassed the junior sister.

Raising his hands and palms to push horizontally, he forced his sister to retreat, jumped his body, ran to Flame Lingji, bowed and bowed, his sister was defeated, and she still lost face today, even if she made her own shot, she was not completely sure.

Shizun was killed, the pillars of the Shencheng Library did not exist, if it was in the evil of the little sage village, it would be a great inappropriate, holding a sword and saluting, the rules were very good, as long as you could find the secret of Canglong Qisu in the library, everything in front of you was nothing.

"The slave family is a lowly person of Baiyue barbarians, how can he deserve your honor?"

Flame Spirit Ji held the sword of Mo Evil in one hand, the soft and charming light loomed around her body, and her beautiful eyes carefully looked at the azure long sword in her hand, the autumn water was like light, and the sky was scorching at any time, and she could still feel the shade from the sword body.

With a wave of his hand, it was a sword qi that was extremely yin and cold, and the Xuanguang in his body was reversed, and the same trace of Yin and Cold Xuanguang spread, feeling this, his beautiful eyes were bright, and he was worthy of being the famous sword of Zhuxia in the rumor.

Glancing at the remnant sword in front of him, Flame Spirit Ji didn't care at all, if the two of them joined forces with Mo Ye before, he might still be afraid, but now Mo Ye is in his hands, everything is under control.

"I like this sword very much."

The power of the fire charm technique has not been reduced, and Zhao Feixue, who was controlled not far away, still continued to attack the remnant sword strongly, swaying with a charming posture, holding the sword and returning it to the sheath, watching the good show in the field.

Since the son did not have any orders, it means that everything is fine, and everything is not provoked by himself, so it is reasonable to be reasonable, in the small sage village, he occupies it.

"Fu Nian, you go."

Hearing the words of the flame spirit concubine, the remnant sword looked a little ugly, and the palm of the commander was clenched tightly, if it weren't for the fact that this place was a small sage village, he would have fought with the other party a long time ago, and he was thinking about something else, and the powerful attack of the senior sister on his side was here.

Helpless, I had no choice but to keep moving and dodging again.

At the same time, on the other side of the Hall of Rites, the Confucian head Gongduzi, Xun Jing, Fu Nian and others were living in another Hall of Benevolence, feeling the vibration of the vitality between heaven and earth, and suddenly wisps of keen spiritual sense spread.

The picture of the road in front of the Zhengli Hall flowed, into the depths of everyone's minds, and from a high place in the air, the two people in the Shencheng Library were fighting with the woman next to Tianzong Xuanqingzi.

Seeing this, Gongduzi and the others glanced at each other, and suddenly felt quite tricky, for a few days, the scene in front of them was exactly the existence they tried to avoid, but today, it still appeared.

Originally, I wanted to pull the two of them apart the moment the battle began, but then I felt that it was inappropriate. If this is the case, it obviously makes Tianzong Xuanqingzi feel that Xiao Shengxian Zhuang is biased towards others, which is not conducive to the overall situation of Confucianism in the future.

But if you don't interfere, it's not appropriate, Zhao Guochengcheng Library is also an extremely important branch of Confucianism, and their descendants are also equivalent to the descendants of Confucianism.

Watching the changes in the situation, Zhao Feixue of the Shencheng Library was defeated by the bewitching woman, and then fell into the fire charm technique and took away the sword of Mo Evil.

Fu Nian saluted and turned to leave.

******

"In the lower Confucian thoughts, please also ask the girl to look at the face of the little sage village, how about stopping for the time being?"

The crown of the rising sun stood with his hair tied, the yellow-brown bright brocade robe was added, the boots of benevolence were stepped on, the face was square, and the vast light loomed around the body, resisting the fire charm of the void world

No wonder even the Flying Snow Maiden and other Divine Warriors were hit, bowed, and said loudly, looking at the two people in the Shencheng Library who were still fighting not far away, the matter had reached such an extent, and it should be over.

"Even if Mr. Fu Nian of Confucianism comes forward, that is, the face of the little sage village, how can the slave family not give it?"

"However, if there is a next time, Confucianism should know the consequences."

The coquettish voice was crisp, the silver bell laughed, and he was playing with the sword of Mo Evil in his hand, and when he thought of it, the fire charm between heaven and earth dissipated, and Zhao Feixue, who was not far away, also had his eyes clear in an instant.

When the words fell, the Xuanguang surrounding Flame Spirit Ji was also hidden, and the wind was under the feet of the whole person, and the graceful posture moved, directly entering the hall of the main ceremony in front of him, leaving the gentle words of the void that had not dispersed.

"Senior sister."

"Are you alright?"

The remnant sword in his heart, who was very aggrieved in his heart, didn't feel anything when he came forward, but just supported his junior sister's side, trying his best to dodge, hoping that his junior sister could break free from the shackles and recover her mind.

The spiritual sense of the seductive girl disappeared, and the senior sister in front of her who had messy hair and an angry expression finally manifested her eyes, and the power of the rich Xuanguang on her body surface was not visible, and she stood quietly on the field, her hands still looming the attacking style.

"Senior brother!"

"I'm useless, not only can't I kill Zong Xuanqingzi that day, but I can't even beat a little maid beside him, and the sword of Mo Evil has also been snatched away, I'm sorry for my father, it's a day, and I don't have a word to see my father."

The mind recovered, the previous kinds of rapid crosses through the depths of the mind, although the mind was controlled, but everything can still be perceived, after a few breaths, in the pair of bright eyes with flashing light, tears are shining, and the heroic face is full of decay.

The whole person seemed to lose his spirit in an instant, collapsed on the ground, trembling all over his body, a drop of tears soaked his clothes, and looked at the remnant sword senior brother in front of him, and he was even more sad and angry.

"Senior sister, I don't blame you, it's all senior brother who is not good."

The remnant sword's expression was gloomy, he bent down and knelt on the ground, looking at the weeping senior sister in front of him, and the green tendons in the palm of the hand holding the cadre were violent, if it wasn't for the enemy being too strong, how could it be like this.

Shizun was killed by Tianzong Xuanqingzi, how can he not want revenge!

whispered in response, silently, and after a few breaths, wisps of dark light spread around his body, and wisps of black and red blood flowed unconsciously at the corners of his mouth, which was the injury that had been forced before.

"Two, please also go to the attic to recuperate for a moment or two, the fire charm technique is confusing, if you can't clean up the power of the fire charm in time, I'm afraid that it will be damaged in the future in practice."

Yu The bewitching woman simply left, Fu Nian didn't think of it for a while, but even so, it couldn't be better, his body turned slightly, and he walked to the side of the remnant sword and Feixue, bowed his hand, and fell loudly.

Today's events, Xiao Shengxian Zhuang is also helpless.

There is only this thing that can be done, in the face of Tianzong Xuanqingzi, Zhao Zhen Daxia, Sword Saint Cao Qiudao, Mo Family Giant, and Wei Guozhao Jianzhai are all falling, unless they break through the entrance, they are useless.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu Nian, for taking action to solve the siege, today's junior sister is reckless, rude to Confucianism, and rude to the guests, it is our fault."

"That's the case, the remnant sword and the junior sister are one step ahead. At this time, it is still necessary to make a difference in the library, and I hope that Confucianism will help more, and the Shencheng Library is grateful! ”

Not suppressing the injury, the body was muffled, and there was a feeling that Fu Nian was approaching, and the remnant sword hurriedly trembled and stood up, saluted Fu Nian, and said with a little shame, although he was dissatisfied with the slow action of Confucianism in his heart, but today's incident was their fault.

Immediately, the senior sister who was in tears was lifted up, bowed deeply to Fu Nian again, turned his head slightly, and looked at the towering library building in the distance, where was their last hope.

"Rest assured, Confucianism will send more people again."

Fu Nian returned the salute, waved his hand to summon the two Confucian attendants, followed the gaze of the remnant sword to look at the past, nodded, and did not say much, if he really found the secret of the Canglong Seven Nights, it would also be a good thing for Confucianism.

"Thank you!"

The remnant sword bowed his head in response, and without further words, under the attention of the Confucian disciples around him, he quietly helped the junior sister to leave the venue and walked to the guest attic in the distance.

Seeing the remnant sword two disappear in the depths of his eyes, Fu Nian also shook his head, today Feixue Girl acted too recklessly, and the little Confucian sage Zhuang lost face, the key is the attitude of Zong Xuanqingzi that day.

Judging from the behavior of the bewitching maid beside him, if Xuan Qingzi doesn't care, it's unlikely, if he cares, but the bewitching woman leaves directly, it's impossible to say, she is about to take over as the head of Confucianism, and it is also extremely troublesome to face such things.

With his hands slightly trimmed, he watched the many Confucian disciples around him gather under the "Recruitment Order" again, which can be regarded as a compromise of Confucianism this time, otherwise, it would be impossible for Xuan Qingzi to gather Confucian heroes like this.

Zhang Cang, who was sitting down by Uncle Xun, had already responded, and he didn't know how many Confucian disciples would enter Qin this time.

Step by step, walk into the hall of formal etiquette, the previous thing happened in Confucianism, and it is reasonable to come forward to deal with the aftermath. Now, before the general trend is revealed, there is already such a cumbersome thing, I don't know what it looks like when the summer is in turmoil?