"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. ”

With a soft murmur, Liu Wuxian frowned slightly, only to feel that the Infernal Thunder Prison was violently broken away by a sharp edge that coexisted with heat and cold, just like an awakened beast violently broke free from the chains that bound it, and in a few slight "click" sounds, he was caught off guard, and a violent backlash rushed back like a galloping horse, and the chest and abdomen were strangely sunken for a moment, and he snorted, and couldn't help but spit out blood.

Before dozens of gray thunder balls fell, Su Fu's figure jumped up high, and even the sound of "rumbling and rumbling" was endless, and a bottomless terrifying abyss suddenly appeared in the circle of dozens of feet below him, and the black and cold air was bubbling cold, making people shudder just by looking at it.

However, the pit was soon buried by the Red River, which had broken free, and the clear sky suddenly became dark. The wind that came out of nowhere, violently shook the Red River and the maple trees, and in the bursts of dust, the Red River set off stormy waves and extended violently to both banks, like a flood that broke the embankment, toppling the maple trees on both banks, and the maple trees were scattered and mixed into the river, and soon enveloped the radius of hundreds of zhang.

As the sunset hung on the horizon went down, it never rose again. Heaven and earth lost the last shimmer of light, the wind stopped, and the sound of the Red River stirring like a sword roar gradually subsided.

Suddenly, a round and bright moon rose from the place where the sun had set, and the clear light shone in all directions, shining in the distant sky, lighting up the vast and distant sunlight; shining in the forest on all sides, it was suddenly covered with silver makeup, and it was dotted like an iron flower and silver tree, as wet as jade; shining on the surface of the river, the red river seemed to have been drained of blood, a pure and clean, like a blue sky, a deep and profound light sky blue, exactly the same as the moon-white robe that Su Fu was wearing.

At this time, the river channel was no longer filled with maple trees, and when it was widened, it was more of a huge "lake" than a "river". A misty white mist shrouded the lake around it, and the shore was nowhere to be seen.

Lost the turbulent waves, without a trace of ripples, the whole lake is smooth like a sky blue mirror, the bright moon is sprinkled with clear light, reflected on the lake by its own moonlight, it is not a reflection at all, just like the upper and lower rounds of bright moons, are reflecting each other. And Su Fu was quietly suspended in the center of the two bright moons, his face was calm, without sorrow or joy.

Just behind him, between the misty white mist, there was the tip of the iceberg of jade buildings made of milky white jade. Carved railings and painted buildings, bucket arches and cornices; brick carving and color painting, exquisite and elegant, everywhere overflowing, extremely pleasing to the eye.

As if after a very long time of precipitation, the vaguely counted twelve jade towers, like a fairyland, are full of mystery, only showing a slight outline, but it seems to grab people's hearts, involuntarily attracted to the gaze, can no longer be moved.

But Su Fu was far from being as calm as he seemed on the surface, if the lake below him was the lake of his heart, then the river would have been turned over at this moment.

The Daoji system, that is, the Sword Domain, actually broke through the second level under this huge pressure of life and death, and the second form of Xingyun "Twelve Yuanchen Tianyueyin" was successfully integrated into the system and became an inseparable part of the Sword Domain. The sword intent of the truth also changed from crimson blood to a pale sky blue, which is commonly known as moon white. To put it bluntly, Su Fu already had the strength to force the Little Heavenly Tribulation at this time.

Of course, the Little Tribulation is not something that can be cited.

The various changes in front of him, I don't know if it stunned Liu Wuxie, or if he deliberately stopped to watch, after a long silence, he finally spoke slowly: "Sword Monarch, worthy of his name!"

Then, he laughed: "This sword domain has been extremely beautiful, the white jade capital in the sky, the five cities on the twelfth floor, this seat is only afraid that it will never be forgotten." ”

The broken body, which has been hit and counterattacked three times and twice, has long been at the end of the strong crossbow, but now it can't even use the "Canglong aura" that can turn the tables. And he believed that in the near future, Su Fu would definitely be able to enter the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and then the "Canglong Aura" would no longer be able to seriously injure him as devastating as it did today. However, he was still unfazed, unhurried, not sad, not happy, not anxious.

As he spoke, the power of the dragon covered his body, as if it was covered with dark iron juice. Raising his hand slightly, there was an inexplicable glow on his fingertips, and the lake under his feet was slightly rippling.

"When they meet in the future, it is a real life-and-death fight!"

As he spoke, the ghostly light on his fingertips swirled like beads, shining brighter and brighter. The ripples under his feet became more and more rapid and frequent, reflecting sparkling waves under the reflection of the moonlight, rippling like silver dust.

"Ding-"

Su Fu nodded slightly, indicating that he would take this battle book. With a flick of his fingers, Manzhu Sawa let out a pleasant sword sound, and the sword body was like a layer of pale sky blue streamer under the reflection of the moonlight, wandering back and forth.

The full moon casts a moonlight like broken jade, and falls into the lake, calming it down.

The glow of Liu Wuxie's fingertips became more and more intense, and the calm of the lake did not last long, and it broke again.

The aura in Su Fu's body was surging like a tide, with an extremely mysterious trajectory, following the big acupoints around his body and flicking his fingers again, Manzhu Shahuafu sounded a clear and distant sword sound, and the streamer on the sword body echoed with the aura in the body, and kept circulating.

"His transformation into the Demon God Finger is one of the deepest demonic skills in this seat. Liu Wuxian said meaningfully, "You don't want to die!"

The glow grew more and more terrifying, and as it grew to the size of a human head, although silent, the air currents visibly swelled, stirring the surface of the lake incessantly, and it was like a wave of unevenness. The reflection of the bright moon seemed to be split into countless pieces, distributed on the surface of the rolling lake.

Su Fu flicked his fingers continuously, and in a series of sword sounds as melodious as heaven, the aura in his body circulated along the one hundred and eight acupoints around his body to the seventh Great Zhou Tian, and finally he couldn't suppress it.

Manifested in the present world, I saw the bright moon spitting out broken jade-like moonlight, like countless crystal stars, pouring down like the Milky Way, and the lake became calmer and calmer, almost about to freeze. And the streamer on Manzhu Sawa is also constantly circulating, almost catching up with the bright moon, overflowing with incomparably bright light, and constantly "buzzing" and trembling, as if the arrow is on the bowstring, and has to be fired.

The sword intent turned seven times, and Su Fu was indeed powerless to stop. At this moment, within the scope of this "Reflecting Moon Lake", it has completely become a sword domain.

The calmer the lake, the more difficult it is to fathom the sword intent.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the two of them each had their own strength, but in just a few breaths, the ghost light and the flying sword were stretched to the extreme at the same time and shot out, one side was mighty, trembling with endless sword sounds, and the other side was silent, but the air flow along the way was violently pushed away, and wave after wave collided with Su Fu's sword domain.

Fighting to this extent, the two of them have exhausted their moves, and the mountains and rivers are exhausted, at least Liu Wuxie's doppelganger.

Speaking of which, the Twelve Yuanchen Heavenly Voice has the same effect as his Turning Freedom Demon God Finger. The former uses a special luck method to run the aura to travel to form the Great Zhou Tian, a total of 12 Great Zhou Tian. If you perform it alone, you will take on a ghostly body and hit twelve times in a row. On top of the Sword Domain, Su Fu used all his strength, and he could only reach the seventh turn.

The latter is also similar, except that ordinary demon cultivators can only accumulate power in the process of continuous use, and they cannot actively accumulate power like Liu Wuxie.

Manzhu Sawa blessed the sword intent of the Seven Turns, colliding with the demon god finger visible to the naked eye, without the earth-shattering violent movement that Su Fu imagined, it actually penetrated through the past devastatingly, and then under the pause in the thinking of the two, the flying sword "roared" through Liu Wuxie's body.

Su Fu opened his mouth, his throat was dry and hoarse, but he couldn't say a word. The second form of Xingyun is integrated into the sword domain, and the seventh turn has such power, but what about the twelfth turn?

"Be careful...... Liu Duyan ......" The stunned on Liu Wuxie's face flashed away, and he left a faint sentence, and his body turned into ashes.

Seeing that the strong enemy finally turned to ashes, Su Fu's mind suddenly relaxed, his whole body lost his strength, his spiritual sense contracted, and the sword domain also dissipated and became invisible, and he suddenly fell headlong. Before he could think about the intention of his words, the tide of sharp pain suddenly flooded his small head, and the sharp pain suppressed by the "Sky Fox Phantom Song" also broke out together, Rao is nerves are as tough as iron, his mind is also blank, consciousness hovers between faint and awake, several times repeatedly, there is no strength to mobilize the aura, and it becomes more and more intense, and then finally can't bear it and faints.

......

"It's over?"

On the belly of a small hill not far from the battlefield, there were three black-robed people watching the battle, and one of them was the military division.

"It seems that so, why is the Evil Venerable gone?" the military advisor was surprised, "Didn't the Evil Venerable lose to him." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. The three of them have all entered the ruins with Su Fu, they belong to the same generation, and the gap is so big, the three of them are a little unwilling in their hearts.

After a while, the military advisor sneered: "The evil venerable is not here, he is a sword cultivator, and it is reasonable, there is nothing to be surprised about." Let's go back, and there's nothing to be gained by staying here. ”

"Wait!" one of the black-robed men who had never said a word suddenly stopped the two of them and said lightly, "Take advantage of his illness to kill him." ”

The military advisor was startled, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Li Yuanyou, you are crazy, what if he deliberately led us over and wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

"No, I don't see it. The black-robed man who had saved the military advisor twice sneered, "This opportunity is extremely rare, do you want to miss this great opportunity?"

"How...... What happened to be a chance......" The military advisor said in a daze.

"Hmph, it's really an idiot!" The black-robed man hugged his arm and sneered, but he explained with rare kindness, "Kill him, the situation in Juzhou will be more complicated, and it will be more beneficial to us, will the boss treat us badly?"