Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

Mingshu was on top, and they were on the cliff at this moment. As long as she attacked, even if they didn't fall, they would definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, there were voices coming from behind.

"Brother, they said just now that they are here."

"what!"

It may be that someone screamed in fright when they saw the dead python.

Mingshu looked back, and several disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect appeared one after another, and there was only one girl.

The disciple of Wuji Sword Sect was sure that the giant python was dead, and when he turned his head and saw the woman in red crouching on the edge of the cliff, he immediately asked vigilantly, "Who are you? Where are my junior brother and the others?"

Mingshu turned his gaze around the only girl in the group.

Fang Wan didn't expect to meet her here, so she hid behind the tall and handsome man beside her, "Senior Brother Ling, she is Qiyue, the demon cultivator who stole Xixie sword."

"July!"

Obviously not only the man heard it, but also the people next to him.

"Witch girl, where are my juniors!! What did you do to them!!"

"Brother, brother, we are fine."

The two people below immediately opened their throats and shouted, Mingshu threw a few stones down casually, and immediately let out a few low-pitched shouts.

Mingshu smiled, "It's fine now, but I don't know if there will be anything next."

"You..." The Wuji Sword Sect didn't dare to move rashly.

"The witch is despicable!" the people below scolded angrily.

Mingshu smiled lowly, "Nonsense, who is not despicable if a witch is not despicable? Are you?"

Everyone: "..."

The members of Wuji Sword Sect winked at each other, and then two of them attacked Mingshu at the same time, while the other rushed to the edge of the cliff.

"Junior brother, come up quickly!"

The two people below didn't care about the things they hadn't picked yet, and quickly climbed up.

slam-la-

The crushed stones fell from above, and it was extremely painful to hit them.

"hiss……"

"Master, be careful!"

One person let go of his grip on the rock wall, half of his body fell outside.

The person next to him immediately came over and grabbed him, "Junior Brother, don't let go."

"Grab the rope!"

The rope fell in front of them, and they both grabbed at the same time.

However, the rope broke before any force was exerted, and the two of them almost fell directly.

The woman in red grabbed a sword and cut the rope.

"Monster!" The Wuji Sword Sect disciple shouted with red eyes.

Mingshu smiled at them, swung his long sword, and the two people on the edge of the cliff rolled back at the same time. Where they were standing just now, half of the stone and soil were directly cut off and fell down.

"Brother Ling, let's go together!"

Brother Ling nodded, and this time, including Fang Wan, he drew his sword at the same time.

The sword moves were messy, the sword in Mingshu's hand was snatched, but in her hands, it seemed to be more powerful than when its owner used it.

Zheng——

Blades collided, sparks flew.

The disciple of Wuji Sword Sect retreated, the hand holding the sword went numb for a while, and trembled uncontrollably.

He held his wrist with the other hand, trembling uncontrollably.

As if the hand was not his own.

"Hey, it seems that your Wuji Sword Sect's sword skills are not very good." Mingshu pulled out a beautiful sword flower.

"Hey, don't be arrogant, witch."

The crowd stepped forward again. They were all outstanding among their sects. They thought they had good swordsmanship and strength, but facing Mingshu at this moment, they felt powerless.

Nothing could hit her.

Even if it hits, it will be shaken away by a brute force in the end.

"Junior Sister Fang Wan, be careful!"

Fang Wan's hairs stood on end, and it was too late for her to turn around to defend herself. The long sword swept past her eyes and rested on her neck.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed.

Mingshu's soft voice was blown into everyone's ears by the mountain wind, "Don't move around, if I'm not careful, your cute and pretty junior sister Fang Wan will be separated from her head."

Fang Wan's heart was beating wildly.

With a pale face, trying to be a white lotus that needs protection.

"Don't you have the Xixie sword? Why don't you take it out, I might not be able to defeat the Xixie sword."

Fang Wan's expression froze for a moment.

"Xixie Sword is obviously with you, what nonsense are you talking about?" Before Fang Wan could speak, the disciple of Wuji Sword Sect exploded first.

Fang Wan also spoke softly, with tears in her eyes, "I've never seen Xixie Sword before."

That voice made the disciple of the Wuji Sword Sect on the opposite side want to hug her in his arms and comfort her.

"Can you talk well?" Mingshu poked her, "Look, it scares me so much that I get goosebumps."

Fang Wan: "..."

There was a blush of embarrassment and anger on Fang Wan's pale face.

She actually beat around the bush and said that her speech was ugly.

"Whether the Xixie sword is with you or not, don't you know?" Mingshu said again: "Why don't you call out your natal sword?"

Fang Wan shook her body and denied it, "I...I don't have my natal sword yet."

Everyone in the sect knew that she didn't have a natal sword, so Fang Wan was much bolder when she said it.

"Yao girl, you have the Xixie sword yourself and dare to talk nonsense, how could Junior Sister Fang Wan have the Xixie sword?"

"That's right, demon girl, you don't have to plant anything here!"

The disciples of Wuji Sword Sect supported Fang Wan.

The natal sword is to accompany them for the rest of their lives. Every disciple who owns the natal sword is recorded in Wuji Sword Sect.

They knew best whether Fang Wan had the natal sword or not.

Mingshu ignored the anger of the group of people, and curled his lips to show a vicious arc, "Then I'll help you, you know that we demon cultivators can't do anything else, so we learn a lot in crooked ways, and it just so happens that I can help people save their own lives." The way to force it out with the sword."

Fang Wan's pupils dilated, and a storm arose in his heart.

Is there really such a way?

No...not possible!

The natal sword is the life of their sword cultivators, how could there be such a vicious method.

But she is a magician...

Mingshu's hand was raised, Fang Wan's eyes followed, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly.

She can't expose Xixie Sword, once exposed, what will the sect's brothers think of her?

cannot be exposed.

cannot……

Just when Fang Wan was anxious.

Rumbling--

The ground under Mingshu's feet suddenly sank, and the sword in Brother Ling's hand was stuck on the ground, and cracks extended from him.

He drew out his sword from bottom to top, and swung it obliquely twice, forming an X-shaped sword gesture.

Mingshu was a little surprised. It takes talent to comprehend something like sword power.

But after thinking about it, it's the male lead, there's nothing wrong with the male lead being awesome.

A fierce sword swept from the front, and there were gusts of wind.

The other party probably wanted Mingshu to let go of Fang Wan, but Mingshu pulled Fang Wan even tighter instead, asking her to block the sword moves for him.

Sword momentum is not a sword, there is no way to take it back.

Fang Wan took two hard hits, vomiting blood.

Mingshu's body fell, and Fang Wan was no exception.

As soon as he fell off the cliff, Mingshu found that he could use his strength, but he just couldn't stabilize his figure.

This is a place that completely obeys the law of gravity, no matter how powerful you are, you will fall down.

Mingshu narrowed his eyes, and when he fell completely, he swung his sword upwards.

boom--

The mountain wall cracked and collapsed and fell down. The people on the top fell down like dumplings.