Become a Fairy

"It's not me!" A little blush flashed across Xiang Qingcheng's face, and soon turned into fright and anger. While waving the jade wrist and raising the fingertips, the jade bracelet wrapped in the sword river glowed brightly, and countless indifferent sword energy was wrapped in the dazzling light, which was hard to see with the naked eye. The sword qi is dense and dense, giving people a feeling of scalp tightness.

"It was just an accident last time, and I didn't do it on purpose. Why do you have to do it so fiercely?" Lu Xiaotian also looked a little helpless. The sword bracelet in this woman's hand is really amazing, and the dense and sharp sword intent is stronger than that of ordinary men. Show domineering. Falling on this woman, it is not easy to display such power and momentum. Just talking about the current attack, this woman's attainments in the way of swords may not necessarily be inferior to him. In a previous battle with Xiang Kuang, Lu Xiaotian once heard Xiang Kuang mention that Xiang Kuang highly respected his Misty Sword Formation. There are only one or two monks, and one of them is a member of the royal family.

This woman can enter and leave the black prison, she must be the strong royal family that Xiang Kuang mentioned. This royal family is indeed as strong as a forest.

"You still say!" Hearing that Lu Xiaotian mentioned that it was just an accident, Xiang Qingcheng's face turned red, and Feijian became even more fierce.

Xu Qin looked suspiciously between the two. Although this good sister was very ruthless, it was the first time that she lost her position in front of a man.

Xiang Qingcheng's reputation spreads far and wide, and it is the first among the ten beauties of Xiangdu. Regardless of status, most male cultivators pale in comparison. What is even more amazing is this woman's talent in cultivation. In just two or three hundred years, she has already become one of the strongest in the mid-stage Nascent Soul. The power of measurement. There are so many young heroes who are not ashamed of themselves in front of them.

The man in front of him who has an inexplicable relationship with Yu Ya, who is unknown, can actually face Xiang Qingcheng's mighty sword river head-on. As Xiang Qingcheng's sister, Xu Qin knows that Xiang Qingcheng has definitely played a real role. There are not many Nascent Soul mid-stage monks who can take her full attack, and even fewer are as calm as the man in front of him.

The sword rain was like a long river bursting its embankment, out of control, rushing towards Lu Xiaotian in all directions.

Piaomiao flying swords flew out one after another, and circled around. Compared with the sharpness of the opponent's sword, the Piaomiao sword formation had a bit more elegant aura. The flying swords surrounded each other, connected end to end, and the sword formation was formed in an instant.

Xiang Qingcheng flicked his fingers in the air, the sword bracelet trembled, and several giant flying swords flew out again, slashing on the sword formation one by one. It was offset by the Piaomiao flying sword in the formation.

"What a powerful sword formation, Qingcheng, it seems that this person's strength is not inferior to yours." Xu Qin couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw that Lu Xiaotian's Piaomiao sword formation was fully activated, and Xiang Qingcheng used all his strength to do nothing for the opponent several times.

"How about letting it go? I apologize for the previous matter." If the other party is not hostile, there is no harm in exchanging ideas with him.

"Could it be that you think I can't do anything about you?" Xiang Qingcheng scolded in a low voice, his head full of black waterfalls and blue hair flying in the wind, moving in the wind, his originally angry face calmed down, and the sandalwood pin lightly opened, "The heart of light shines everywhere !"

The sword bracelet escaped from Jianhe and flew over Xiang Qingcheng's head. A blazing white light shone down, covering a radius of tens of miles.

The white light became stronger and stronger, and Xiang Qingcheng in the center of the white center was like a celestial maiden descending to earth. Although she had an ordinary face, she was a celestial maiden who was spotless and flawless.

The temperament of this woman is rare in the world. Soon, Lu Xiaotian frowned again, and the time between the breaths of this bright white light became extremely dazzling. Even with Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he couldn't see anything at all. After a while, You can even feel a slight tingling in your eyes, and the tingling is still getting stronger, making Lu Xiaotian have to close his eyes instinctively.

At the same time, the mighty sword energy from all around was still howling.

Lu Xiaotian closed his eyes and released his spiritual consciousness. He still felt a vast expanse of whiteness all around him, but the Piaomiao sword formation was functioning without any hindrance. The eight Piaomiao flying swords had already operated freely. as before.

Standing outside the sword array, Xiang Qingcheng was in the mighty river of swords. He stretched out his hand and held the sword bracelet in his hand to control the river of swords. His offensive was like a tide. It's just that the effect is very little. No matter how violently she attacked, the annoying person in front of her was in the sword array, always like a rock in the sea, no matter how she slapped him, she couldn't shake him.

"Can you control the sword array in this way? Qingcheng, although your Mingguang Yuhe Sword Art is powerful, I'm afraid you will meet your opponent today. This man's attainments in the way of swords may not be inferior to yours."

Xu Qin was outside the attack. When she saw the white light, she could only feel the whiteness. She knew how powerful Xiang Qingcheng was, and she knew that under such an attack, she couldn't see. It's possible for a while, but over time, the weakness of the spiritual sense will definitely expose the flaws. Using the divine sense alone to forcibly identify Xiang Qingcheng's dense attacks, so that it is so impenetrable, even the great monks may not be able to support it, unless the opponent The control of the sword array has also reached the point of perfection.

"This man's sword array is really powerful, but it's a pity." Xiang Qingcheng's face turned cold, and with a wave of jade hand, a small dark blue box flew into the air and enlarged. After the dark blue was enlarged, there was a sword-shaped logo on it.

"This, this is the hidden sword box!" When Xu Qin saw the dark blue long box in front of him, his complexion changed drastically, and he smiled at the corner of his eyes. This thing, this thing is a treasure that is not handed down in the royal family, it seems that it is inevitable for Seventh Sister to advance to the rank of great monk, otherwise the royal family would never give this thing to Seventh Sister."

When he said this, his face was already full of envy. Looking at Lu Xiaotian's eyes, he couldn't help feeling more pity. Finally, a man who could rival the Seventh Sister appeared. This sword formation is really rare, and I don't know how Yu Ya got to know such a powerful monk. . It's just that this person is a swordsman, and it can't be said that he was lucky to meet Xiang Qingcheng. When meeting Xiang Qingcheng, who was holding a hidden sword box in his hand, he could only describe it as downright unlucky.

"Hidden sword box, take it!"

Following Xiang Qingcheng's soft scolding, the lid of the dark blue long sword opened by itself, flying about a foot high, and a dark blue light inside appeared unusually peaceful amidst the dazzling white light, and that dark blue beam swept across Lu Xiaotian. On the sword array.

Before Lu Xiaotian had time to react, he felt that the sword array was broken, and one of the Piaomiao flying swords lost contact with the main body, and was taken away without being recruited. When he reacted, the Piaomiao flying sword had been sucked into the ink In the Qingchang box.

In the Piaomiao sword formation, the eight flying swords complement each other, and when one is taken away, the balance is lost, and the sword formation immediately collapses.