Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

"Master Palace Master, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

The female disciple of Hanyue Palace who was responsible for serving Ning Hui spoke softly.

"Don't worry, you will understand when you reach the realm of Laoshen. Sleeping and resting for ordinary people is another kind of practice for us." Ning Hui took off the nail polish on her fingers. Due to the cultivation techniques and aging, , her fingers showed a dark blue color, which looked like a monster at first glance.

"This disciple will definitely work hard to cultivate and strive to reach the realm of the Palace Master as soon as possible."

"Hahaha, okay, then you have to work harder." Ning Hui said with a smile, stretched out her withered old hand and gently touched the female disciple's face and murmured: "This little face, it's so good to be young. "

"Ugh."

Ning Hui couldn't help but sigh when she thought of what happened today. She didn't know why she had been restless since the evening, always feeling that something bad would happen. As expected, as this person gets older, he has more things to worry about.

Shen Yi'an's sword skills couldn't stop appearing in his mind, and the greed in his eyes could not be concealed. If he could understand the opponent's sword skills and understand the artistic conception of the sword, he would be able to make a leap in the realm of strength and step into the realm of divine movement. It would not be a fantasy. .

I heard that entering the Immortal Realm will increase your longevity. By then, your appearance should be restored to what you were when you were young, right?

Thinking like this, Ning Hui suddenly noticed that the female disciple in front of her seemed to be standing still. To be precise, her movements had slowed down a lot.

"Xia Rui?"

Ning Hui softly called the female disciple's name.

Xia Rui opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something. Unfortunately, as soon as she uttered a syllable, Ning Hui slammed the table and stood up.

"How dare Xiaoxiao attack me secretly!"

The long knife with cold light was already close at hand the moment she turned her head.

Cold Moon Palm!

"Kakaka!" Ning Hui's eyes bloomed with white light, and her terrifying aura rose up. A bone-chilling cold air was released from her palms. The temperature of the room dropped sharply, and the floor, tables, and stools were covered with a layer of white at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even Xia Rui was not immune to the frost.

"act recklessly."

Ning Hui looked at the assassin in front of her who was frozen into an ice sculpture by her cold moon palm and sneered. She waved her hand to disperse the coldness on her fingertips, not caring about Xia Rui's condition at all.

Soon, she noticed something was wrong. Although the ice sculpture in front of her looked like an assassin stabbing him with a knife, if she looked closely, there was nothing inside.

The candle light that was still flickering just now was completely extinguished, and the room fell into an eerie darkness and silence.

In the shadows, three masses of black mist twisted and appeared, and three long knives came with endless killing power. Even though Ning Hui had lived a long time, she was extremely frightened at this moment. This was a real killing move. This move sealed her to death. retreat.

Hanyue Sword!

Just as Ning Hui stretched out her hand to summon her sword, in the darkness, the long sword was swung down silently, and a column of blood spurted out from half her arm. At the same time, three long knives muffled her cries of pain. The last knife penetrated her heart and completely destroyed her life.

The master of Hanyue Palace, Ning Hui, a master in the late Tianwu Realm, died in an embarrassing manner in the inn.

Hidden Disaster emerged from the darkness and wiped away the blood stains on the blade, and the three solid shadows dissipated. He was the sharpest blade His Highness left in the darkness. Perhaps this assassination mission was more suitable for him than the protection mission.

Crossing out the names on the list, Hidden Disaster casually smashed Xia Rui, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, with a knife, and left the scene quietly.

Shen Yi'an said that he actually has a good temper. As long as you are not crazy about death and looking for trouble, he usually doesn't bother to take care of you. Likewise, he is also a man who will retaliate for his anger.

"Asshole, you have been chasing me for so long, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" The man with the giant sword on his back pointed at Shen Yian and others and cursed angrily. These bastards chased him all the way, and each of them had a stronger aura than him, but they still refused to take action. , playing a game of cat and mouse? The clay figurine is still angry!

"Hey, you came fast enough." Shen Yi'an looked sideways at Lou Ze who was standing not far away, and his tone was frivolous.

Lou Ze saluted Shen Yi'an and didn't say much.

Shen Yian summoned Long Yuan and handed it to Ye Liyan, while he held the sword he used during the day.

This sword has a very nice name, [Poetry Heart], and it is the sword of Chu Fengge, the Poet Sword Immortal.

If the Wu Wei Si who trained him in the palace were his first teachers in the art of swordsmanship, then Chu Fengge was the mentor who guided him to truly embark on the path of swordsmanship.

A dilapidated cave, a remnant soul, two swordsmanship books, and a sword became the most important year in his life. He did not leave that dilapidated cave until his master was gone.

He had used Shi Xin for a period of time. Because he was prone to seeing things and missing people, he sealed up Shi Xin after getting the storage treasure. There was Long Yuan behind him, and it truly became his sword.

This time he came to Qinglan City, firstly for the Heroes' Banquet, and secondly, to settle some matters for his master and Qinglan Sword Sect and fulfill their last wish, so he took out Fengchen's poetic heart.

Shi Xin does not have a sword spirit and has not activated his spiritual intelligence, but for some reason, Long Yuan would be very scared every time he met Shi Xin. Just like now, Long Yuan kept trembling slightly, and Ye Liyan thought it was his problem. , until Long Yuan was glared at by Shen Yi'an and instantly calmed down.

"He's a good opponent, come on."

That man was in the same realm as Ye Liyan. They were both at the early stage of the Tianwu Realm. He was also a swordsman and a rare whetstone.

"Well, don't worry, husband." Ye Liyan nodded seriously, she would never let her husband down.

Holding Long Yuan in hand, Ye Liyan floated down from the wall.

"You look down on me and send a woman to deal with me?" The man took out a giant sword as wide as a door panel from his back and sneered. "Then don't blame me for not knowing how to cherish the beauty and cherish the jade!"

While the man was talking nonsense, Ye Liyan's sword had already struck, and it was very fast and sharp, very Shen Yi'an's style.

Knowing that the opponent's power was superior to his own, Ye Liyan deliberately dodged to avoid the opponent's attack. With a flick of his wrist, a continuous stream of sword energy burst out from the dragon's abyss, forming an airtight net to attack the man.

The man shouted angrily, whipped up a gust of wind with his giant sword, tore open the net, twisted his waist with all his strength, and swung the giant sword towards Ye Liyan with all his strength. The latter was like a dancing fairy, skillfully avoiding this attack. hit.

The palms of the onlookers who watched such a thrilling scene couldn't help but sweat. Shen Yian's grip on Shi's heart increased. If an unexpected situation occurred, he would kill the man immediately. Even if there was an accident, Hidden Disaster would use all his strength. [Sen Luo Wan Xiang] can also create a chance to make amends.

The battle below was intensifying, and was gradually leaving the isolation formation range they had arranged. However, they could all see that the man's offensive was beginning to weaken, and he was already in decline in the face of Ye Liyan's continuous deft attacks.

Looking at it, Shen Yian raised his eyebrows. This familiar feeling made Ye Liyan want to use the fairy pupils to recreate the sword he made that day.

Ye Liyan distanced herself from the man, her blue eyes flashed, and her momentum suddenly soared. Without giving the other man any time to breathe, she struck out with the sword quickly and unpretentiously.

The first style of Fenghua Splendid.

A sword fell into the clouds.

[Today’s update (will make up for it later), I’m a little confused when people come to my house. Thank you readers for your support. Happy New Year! 】