Mt. Shomuro.

Collapsed gates, and walls.

The square was already a mess, and the moans of people in the rivers and lakes echoed everywhere.

Not only the monk's, but also the surrounding heroes, some of them collided directly head-on, and some were affected by the previous confrontation, in short, when the concubine Xuan appeared, what she saw was a mess.

"Yue ...... Margin! ”

Bei teeth clenched, and Concubine Xuan burst out of Yue Yuan's name almost word by word, her face covered by a white light veil, and her black eyes stared at Yue Yuan's figure.

“……”

His gaze swept over Concubine Xuan, and Yue Yuan's gaze did not stop at Concubine Xuan's body, but fell on the long sword that was inserted on the ground.

"Moon shortage!"

muttered the name, Yue Yuan really knew that the sword in front of him was not his own, but a high imitation.

casually inserted the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand on the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, the gold and silver bells echoed, and the long sword fell directly into Yue Yuan's hand.

The index finger of his left hand gently brushed the blade of the sword, and finally his gaze stopped on the gold and silver bells hanging on the jaw of the sword, and with a soft sigh, he reached out and took the two bells from the jaw.

The index finger swiped over it, and it was the cold feeling where the fingertip touched.

Close your eyes slightly.

Yue Yuan seemed to have seen Mo Chou and the Dragon Girl sister again.

At that time, I was relaxed......

Is it nostalgia, or something else?

Then, Yue Yuan thought of the daughter who had never been masked, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Sometimes, I still relent.

People who think they can control a qiē will eventually have problems. For a long time, the script was not in his hands, who was writing the screenplay?

With a flip of his left hand, the gold and silver bells were collected in his arms.

Turn around.

His eyes stopped on Shi Fei Xuan's body. Yue Yuan said: "I finally gave it up!" ”

At the same time, Yue Yuan also threw the imitation of the Moon Lack Sword in his hand to Shi Fei Xuan and returned it to the other party, for her, this sword was not only an imitation of the Moon Gap, but also an imitation of the Sekong Sword. After throwing the sword out, Yue Yuan continued: "What I didn't do at the beginning, I will make up for it today!" ”

Go back.

His eyes turned to Dugu Feng's body again, and said, "You don't have a sword in your hand, and you don't have any chance to rely on the sword alone." What should you do now? Or rather, take out your third sword! ”

In front of Yue Yuan's body, it was the Xuantie heavy sword inserted.

At the same time, Yue Yuan also said to the senior concubine who was standing behind him: "Since you are also here, then you can join us!" ”

It's self-confidence!

Enough self-confidence!

Seeing this, no one in the audience thought that this was Yue Yuan's arrogant words. Because of the previous scene, I have already told the group of heroes, I am afraid that he is invincible in the real sense of the world, and the big devil who is rare to see.

Airplanes!

The Xuantie heavy sword groaned softly, but it was Yue Yuan who pulled it up. Hold it in your hand.

It wasn't until now, in the eyes of everyone, that Yue Yuan was really seen holding a weapon. It's already so powerful when you don't have weapons, if you have weapons...... How strong should that be?

No one really knows what this state is like. How strong is Yue Yuan, who does it with all his might.

Even.

Even Yue Yuan himself doesn't know.

“……”

Dugu Feng frowned when he heard this, his eyes looked at Yue Yuan's right hand holding the Xuantie Giant Sword, sighed, and the jade hand slowly touched his waist. Touched the white jade belt around his waist. The slender jade hand brushed by, only to hear a sonorous sound, a silver light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. It's a bit glaring.

When the group opened their eyes again, they saw a soft sword made of white jade and cold iron.

"Sword name Ziwei!"

"Please advise!"

The jade hand was raised lightly, and the soft sword was pointed at from afar.

The wind blows, and one can even see the sword body swaying from side to side by the wind. And with the operation of Dugu Feng's skills, the sword body of Ziwei's soft sword is no longer soft, but has become straight, and even the tip of the sword reveals a three-foot sword light.

Meantime.

Shi Fei Xuan, who was standing behind Yue Yuan, also slowly pulled out the imitation moon gap.

For the two of them, no matter what kind of attitude Yue Yuan uses to deal with at this moment, there is no need to be surprised.

Listening to his tone, he obviously wanted to come up with a true sense of swordsmanship with one against two.

Dugufeng's heart is expectant, joyful, and inexplicably nervous.

And Shi Feixuan has a solemn expression.

Yue Yuan, who held the sword, and when he didn't hold the sword, were almost two people.

When Yue Yuan slowly raised the Xuantie Giant Sword upward, the minds of the two girls almost simultaneously remembered the battle in the Luoyang Jingnian Zen Temple.

That seems to be a real and illusory flying immortal!

Nervous!

But it's an expectation!

This is a complicated mixture, but this does not prevent Dugu Feng from thinking about whether the opponent this time is still the woman in white and releasing bees.

In the heart of Concubine Xuan, she was thinking about the ruthless woman in a Taoist robe.

Taking a deep breath, the two women had already raised their spirits to the top, and Dugu Feng knew that it was just a kind of idle play among Yue Yuanzai and others, and there was no real trick.

"One move!"

"Defeat you!"

"It's also a move, destroy Shaolin!"

The light words seemed to be extremely bland, but the content of the words shocked everyone else.

The cold wind stopped.

It seemed that he was afraid that this move was about to explode, and the chill that permeated the surroundings also dissipated at this moment.

There was a strange solemnity in the faint air, and the faces of the surrounding heroes were stern, and the sweat on their foreheads was constantly flowing, as if the man holding the Xuantie heavy sword in the scene was exuding a dragon majesty.

Lookout.

Proud of the world.

The man in that scene looked handsome, and he couldn't see anything shocking, but the momentum of this body was suddenly liberated at this moment, but it pressed all the masters present to feel a kind of panic. It seems that there is not a man standing in front of him, but a prehistoric beast.

The man slowly closed his eyes.

Open your eyes again.

What the heroes saw was the white clouds rising from the flat ground, which had unconsciously slowly shrouded the square, and even the Shaolin Temple was also shrouded in most of it. The surrounding heroes were shocked when they saw this, and no one would think that this inexplicable white mist was so simple.

In the blink of an eye. It's already out of sight.

Even the people next to him can see the appearance of others here a little clearly at this moment.

For a while, all kinds of weapons were unsheathed, and everyone was on guard and in fear.

Zhuge Xiaohua's four brothers were close together, and the seriously injured few people had almost no combat effectiveness, and in the face of this strange move, the four of them had to be next to each other to protect themselves, and the four of them all had a worried feeling in their hearts.

And Duan Yu, Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yanqing and others stood together at some point, and Wang Yuyan and A Bi and his party were also quite nervous, and they were all on guard. The power has been faintly raised.

Mei Lan Zhuju and the four of them were protecting the little girl to death, and they were also nervous.

"Oh my God!"

"Outside!"

"Fly!"

"Immortals!"

The soft and gentle voice echoed in everyone's ears, and suddenly everyone found that the white mist in front of them had changed, and in the tumbling, countless delicate and beautiful women were formed, appearing in front of everyone like fairies.

Little by little, it solidifies and becomes real at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

That's impossible!

It's illusion!

Seeing this situation, Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yanqing, Bao Wei and others couldn't help but be shocked. Looking at the bald little nun standing in front of him who was condensed into a real person in the shape of a white mist little by little, several people were completely stunned.

The eyes are slightly closed. Put your hands together.

The pretty little nun stood motionless in front of the two of them, and with the slight twitching of her eyelids, several people were horrified to find that the little girl condensed by the white mist was alive.

Open your eyes.

The innocence that made the world fade away from the color at that glance made Duan Zhengchun and the others stay there for a while.

Forthwith. I heard a crisp 'Amitabha' sound coming from the mouth of the little nun, and I saw the little nun bow slightly and bow gracefully.

Immortal?

Duan Yu was completely dumbfounded.

As he looked around, he noticed that other fairies had appeared next to him.

Not far away.

A lame girl. With a scimitar in one hand and a long whip in the other, poisons such as scorpions are constantly falling from under his feet. Step by step, he walked towards the monks who had fallen to the ground. As the lame girl walked by, there was a miserable groan, tearing her heart.

And the other side of the square.

A bell echoed.

It's a murmur that attracts people's attention.

People can't help but think crookedly, to think crookedly.

Some people in the rivers and lakes who can't control their mentality have been attracted by the charm of the smile in front of them, the woman who counted the jade lips with her index finger, and the woman stepped on the ground barefoot, making people can't help but want to touch it.

It's just that when they took this step, they found that it was a strange yellow spring.

"This is !!"

Zhuge Xiaohua's four brothers looked at the woman in white standing in front of them in amazement, the woman who was as cold as a goddess of the snow mountain, was holding a long sword and looked at the four with a faint look, not moving or speaking.

But the four of them didn't dare to make the slightest movement at all, this move was too shocking, making people confused.

Someone is dancing with a sword!

Let the people around you look fascinated, not like in the world.

……

Dragon's Groan!

The sound of weapons clashing!

And the laughter!

Song!

Murmur!

A terrible roar!

Countless sounds mingle into a peculiar tune that echoes at the top of Mt. Shomuro, creating an eerie scene.

Yamashita.

Thirty-six islands and seventy-two caves, as well as the army of the court who had already rushed over at some point, raised their heads at this moment and looked at Shaomuro Mountain. There, wrapped in white clouds, countless white clouds are tumbling and surging.

And at this moment, Yue Yuan, who had performed this move with the power of Long Yuan, did not make the slightest move.

Because in front of him, there was a man standing.

A woman.

A woman in a Taoist robe was staring at him with an extremely resentful gaze. (To be continued......)