Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

Sikong Changfeng showed a satisfied smile, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly shouted upwards: "Congratulations, brother Yunhe, for re-entering the Happy Realm!"

"However, Dengtian Pavilion was built at a huge price. I implore Brother Yunhe to be merciful. If the thunder really falls, Dengtian Pavilion will not be able to bear it."

"Hahahaha~" There was a burst of hearty laughter from above, and a huge yellow crane came there. Lei Yunhe jumped out of the pavilion and jumped onto the back of the yellow crane.

"A Li, have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Lei Yunhe patted Huang He's head.

"It's time for me to go back to the Xiaoyaotian Realm again to meet that Taoist's Qingxiao Sword again." Lei Yunhe murmured, without waiting for Huang He to respond, he patted his wings lightly and said, " Let's go to Mount Qingcheng."

This person and a crane flew west to Mount Qingcheng in the thunderstorm.

After Lei Wujie and Murong Xiyin came to the No.15 floor, they saw Li Fansong waving his hand in the direction of Lei Yunhe's westward direction, guessing that he should have untied Lei Yunhe's knot in his heart.

"Hey, are you two also asking Sword Immortal Jian Xueyue?" Li Fansong asked.

"No, no, I'll wait for her to take the initiative to challenge me." Lei Wujie sat down and put his hands behind his head, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Li Fansong was taken aback for a moment, but didn't pay much attention, and shouted upwards.

"Li Fansong, a disciple of Zhao Yuzhen in Qingcheng Mountain, came to pay a visit to Xueyue City and ask Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

"Brother Li, come on, remember to help me consume more of her energy." Lei Wujie secretly gave him a thumbs up behind his back.

"What are you shouting for? It's so loud!" A man in white clothes and a gray scarf suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at Li Fansong with contempt, "You dare to ask the sword just because of your unscrupulous sword moves?"

"It's the Infinite Sword!" Li Fansong cursed angrily.

"Measure the fart! Go back where you came from." Li Hanyi swung his long sword and knocked Li Fansong down. Half of the pavilion was thrown up under the sword.

"Fuck, the gold material of this pavilion is very valuable." Lei Wujie looked regretful.

"Li Hanyi, you bastard, hurry up and stop me." Sikong Changfeng cursed distressedly below.

Li Fansong, who fell straight down, was sent to the horse with a wave of Fei Xuan's right hand with the force of the dragon elephant.

"The elephant power of the dragon in Mount Qingcheng is quite interesting." Murong Xiyin smiled slightly.

Lei Wujie looked curious: "Could it be that your Tianzong Taoism is stronger than Qingcheng Mountain?"

"You'll know soon." Murong Xiyin pretended to be mysterious.

"Stop muttering, do you want to help that woman next to you become the fourth city lord?" Li Hanyi asked impatiently.

"Because of profit, don't ask too much." Lei Wujie smiled meaningfully.

Li Hanyi's beautiful eyes are wide open, you brat, are you still pretending to be in front of me, aren't you?

"Then I want to see, what qualifications do you have?"

Li Hanyi swung his long sword in a big circle, and then slashed downwards, wide open and closed, it was actually not a very good sword technique of the Five Tigers Broken Soul Knife!
Seeing her belittle them so much, Murong Xiyin's face turned cold, and she swiped the jade flute upwards in her hand, drawing it side by side, and the momentum of the five tiger soul breaking knife was bounced back.

"Your Excellency's knife skills are really horrible. Give it back to you!"

Li Hanyi frowned, and swung his sword to shatter it.

"Murong's family has some skills, I shouldn't underestimate it."

"I said Xueyue Sword Immortal, can you stop talking so much nonsense, finish the fight early so I can go to dinner early." Lei Wujie suddenly got up and yawned.

His words directly broke Li Hanyi's defenses, and he cursed angrily: "I'll let you eat a fart!"

The long sword in his hand slashed down: "Yuexihuachen!"

Although she was very angry, the sword she swung was beautiful, soft, and slow, like the rising smoke of a kitchen, and the willow shades in the smoke were green, like flowers in the morning, and the bright moon at night, extremely gentle, as long as I want to make people drunk to death.

With the most beautiful and dangerous sword, the camellias all over the city in Xueyue City floated up in an instant, and thousands of petals surrounded Li Hanyi's long sword, which was so beautiful that it was indescribable.

Sikong Changfeng, who was watching the battle below, praised: "Qianluo, look at this sword fairy's sword, can it be compared through the ages?"

Sikong Qianluo had seen the swordsmanship of Jimo Huaxue, Su Muyu, Yan Zhantian and others before, so he felt that Li Hanyi's swordsmanship was not much stronger.

Shaking his head lightly: "It's just so-so, not as good as Sister Xue."

"Who is Sister Xue?" Sikong Changfeng scratched his head in confusion.

"The sword fairy in red is Jimo Huaxue, Dad actually forgot?" Sikong Qianluo clasped his hands together with a look of contempt on his face.

Sikong Changfeng was naturally upset when his daughter scolded him like this: "That sword fairy is from 300 years ago, what is there to compare?"

On the other side, Lei Wujie pulled out the Shuihan sword and pointed towards the sky.

"Playing with flowers, right? Then I have a trick called Yuxue Feihua!"

A blue sword energy shot straight into the sky, freezing the rain of flowers all over the sky, turning them into ice lotus flowers like bright stars, and shot towards Li Hanyi.

"Good time!" Li Hanyi was even more excited when he saw that Lei Wujie broke his own moves, and the iron horse Binghe in his hand suddenly became colder.

"Since the sword in your hand is also a sword of extreme cold, let's compare whose sword is colder!"

"Flying snow in August!" Li Hanyi yelled coquettishly, raising the long sword in his hand.

Within a hundred meters of Lei Wujie and Murong Xiyin's body, they were shrouded in a world of ice and snow that was biting into the bones.

"It's a good ice and snow field, it's up to you." Murong Xiyin squinted at Lei Wujie, as if she didn't intend to make a move.

"Hehe, I've thought of a solution for a long time." Lei Wujie smiled confidently.

He has read the original "Young Song Xing", so he is naturally very familiar with Li Hanyi's sword moves.

So he closed his eyes, and quickly found the flaw in the domain by using the technique of observing the mind.

"Sister Hanyi's mind is not complicated enough, my immortal guide can just break this trick."

A white light flashed across his pupils, and he pointed out, and the surrounding cold world instantly shattered.

Li Hanyi covered his jade lips, and the word "impossible" was written on his peerless face under the gray scarf.

"When did Lei Family's Jinglei Finger become so powerful?" Sikong Changfeng was more surprised than she was.

"It's not Jinglei Finger, it's the fairy guide that Xiaojie learned from Shanglin Tiangong." Sikong Qianluo smiled triumphantly.

She was not familiar with the characters in "Jun Youyun", and mistakenly thought that this finger was taught by Helian Xiyue.

"There are still people alive in Shanglin Tiangong?" Sikong Changfeng liked eating melons the most, so he hurriedly asked his daughter some things.

"I said Li Hanyi, why don't you throw in the towel, or you'll destroy the Dengtian Pavilion, and the Gun Fairy will ask you to pay for it." Lei Wujie looked confident in winning.

"Extremely arrogant!" Li Hanyi was so angry that the corners of her mouth trembled. She originally wanted to praise her younger brother's talent, but now that she thinks about it, let it go.