I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

Nan Ming pressed his forehead and rubbed it for a long time, alleviating the throbbing pain in his head, and the little Taoist priest next to him finally became quiet, which is really a gratifying thing.

Nan Ming's footsteps suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be something interesting in the southeast direction?Ghost Qi mixed with Reiki?

He squinted his eyes, and Zhou Ying burst out a sharp cold light from the tip of the slowly raised Boundless Sword, and a tyrannical divine sense protruded out, sweeping across the yellow sand lightly, he said coldly: " Who? Come out."

As soon as these words came out, there was a deathly silence around, and a gust of wind would blow by from time to time, rolling up the yellow sand on the ground, and there was still an awkward atmosphere faintly.

Jiang Zhengyang originally thought that there were people around, but the boss had been talking for a while, and no one came out!Waited quietly for a while, huh?Why is there still no one, this... Could it be that the senior feels wrong, so should he open his mouth to relieve the awkward atmosphere for the senior?

In the midst of this hesitation, in the sky full of yellow sand, a petite and exquisite woman in white walked over from one side with leisurely steps. Her steps were too graceful, like watching flowers in a garden, and her purple eyes did not blink. Blinking at Nan Ming, the expression in his eyes was a little complicated, but it was more of an unknown fanaticism.

She, Nan Ming, and Jiang Zhengyang were still hundreds of meters apart, but she had the strength to shrink the ground into an inch, and within a few steps, she was not far away from them.

Jiang Zhengyang was stunned, this... this woman was Yan Yueluo, the master of Linmen.

I saw this beautiful and elegant face, with distant mountain eyebrows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, who else could it be if it wasn't Yan Yueluo.

Except for the fact that this beautiful face is too pale and without any trace of blood, this woman is no different from the Yan Yueluo that Jiang Zhengyang saw that day, but Nan Ming half-closed his eyes and asked with a half-smile: "Your Excellency who is it?"

The eyes of the woman in white are like a pool of clear water, but her expression is a bit stiff, there is a ghostly aura between her brows and her gestures, but there is a bit of orchid in her gestures, this is not Yan Yueluo's fault. It can be light.

"Kyushu Demon Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, but everything is fine." When the man spoke, his voice was clearly Yan Yueluo's clear and slightly flattering voice, but when he said it, there was a hint of sarcasm. A strange hoarseness, this voice has become indistinguishable.

Nan Ming's eyes flickered slightly, but he smiled, seemingly casually playing with the Boundless Sword in his hand, and said flatly: "I don't remember that I have seen Your Excellency."

"No, the Demon Venerable has seen it, not just once, but you are just a fleeting moment to the Demon Venerable, that's why the Demon Venerable can't recognize it." The white-clothed snow-like 'Yan Yueluo' hooked his lips and brought out He gave a stiff smile, which was indescribably eerie.

Nan Ming glanced at her meaningfully, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "A person who dare not even reveal his true face dares to reminisce with me."

The look in Yan Yueluo's eyes has changed several times, and the stiff smile is still on her lips. After all, she still hasn't said who she is, after all, even if she did say it, this handsome man in red clothes may not know who she is , why would she bother herself.

The tear mole in the corner of Nan Ming's eyes flashed a faint light, and he said lightly: "Go away or die." It was clearly such a cold and heartless voice, but his voice was soft and sympathetic.

Nanming is already a little impatient, maybe as long as he is a person, he will be impatient if someone suddenly jumps out to start a relationship with you. Nanming's temper has been infected by Shen Guhong over the years, and it is much better than it was more than a thousand years ago Well, if it was placed thousands of years ago, with his temperament, how could the girl in black and Jiang Zhengyang and others still be alive.

So it can only be said that this person's luck is really not very good, and it just happened that Nan Ming was in a very bad mood.

The smile on the corners of 'Yan Yueluo' suddenly subsided, she tilted her head, and asked in that hoarse voice: "Are you going to fight me?"

'Yan Yueluo' suddenly paused, without waiting for Nan Ming's answer, he asked himself and answered: "Then...that's fine."

There was a piercing sound in the ear, and a jade ruler was swept towards Nan Ming, and she was the first to strike.

This person has a bit of a ghostly aura all over his body, but his moves are like a breeze blowing the moon, with a bit of leisure and gentleness. Although the offensive in his hands is fierce, it is not fatal.

A trace of complexity flashed across Nan Ming's eyes. Who is this person? Could it be that he is really an old friend.

Although Nan Ming has long been accustomed to using fingers as swords, his sword skills are so profound that even Shen Guhong can't help but marvel.The boundless sword in his hand moved with his heart, and a sharp silver-white sword light suddenly appeared. With a swing of the horizontal sword, the moonlight shone, and swung away the jade ruler stabbed in front of him.

"Yan Yueluo's famous weapon, you use it pretty well." Nan Ming raised his eyebrows lightly, his tone was indifferent but with a touch of sarcasm.

The sword in Nanming's hand kept on, and the sword pointed directly at 'Yan Yueluo', and 'Yan Yueluo' saw the sword light attacking, so he didn't rush, and quickly squeezed a finger with one hand, and a light-colored enchantment disappeared. It collided fiercely with that sword light, and a dull sound exploded in the air immediately, followed by a dazzling light burst out, almost blinding people's eyes.

A fight of this level would accidentally injure others, but fortunately Jiang Zhengyang was still dying, so he ran away early.

As soon as Nan Ming flicked his sleeves, the shadow of the sword suddenly surrounded him. It was different from the opening and closing when he was fighting with the girl in black. At this time, his sword was obviously much more agile.

The blade of the Boundless Sword in his hand buzzed and trembled as if resonating, Nan Ming used the Peach Blossom Sword that he had created back then, and the moon-like blade was filled with rosy light for a moment.

The two had fought hundreds of moves in just a short time, and when they parted again, Yan Yueluo's face, which was once called glass-like fragile by the comprehension world, was used mercilessly by others. The sword energy of the Cangmang sword was cut through, and there was a long bloodstain on his face.

The Cangmang Sword is the number one divine sword in the fairy world, and it is not easy to recover from such a wound.

'Yan Yueluo' touched the cheek scratched by the sword energy with her slender fingertips, and looked at the bright red blood on her hand indifferently.

"I thought that you are a very caring person now, but I don't want you to be the same as before. This is very good." She curled her lips and wanted to laugh, but in the end she didn't succeed, leaving only a stiff look on her face.

The jade ruler in her hand is attacking more and more violently, but who is Nan Ming, how can he be afraid, the Cangmang sword in his hand rotates lightly, and easily strangles the jade ruler that 'Yan Yueluo' swept over, that day spring The jade ruler made by Leng Yu was overwhelmed and made a crisp sound.

But how can the jade ruler be compared to the first sword in the fairy world? Its final fate is nothing more than breaking and turning into a little bit of aura that disappears.

'Yan Yueluo' didn't panic even though there was no weapon in her hand. She pinched her fingertips, and countless long swords appeared in the void. The long swords flew and flowed, and soon formed one after another strange shapes. The long swords buzzed and trembled as if they had a resonance, but in an instant, she had formed a powerful sword formation, a sword formation that reached the resonance of all the swords, its power can be imagined.

One sword comes out, ten thousand swords conquer.Using a sword array in front of the Cangmang Sword is tantamount to playing with an axe. The Cangmang Sword does not need the blessing of a sword array, because it is the sharpest sword in itself.

Nan Ming slightly lowered his eyes, trying to feel the sword spirit of the Boundless Sword, he actually did not want to leave any way for Yan Yueluo to survive with that startling sword.

Nan Ming tried to ask in his heart: "Cangmang Jian, do you want me to kill her?"

As soon as these words came out, Cangmang Sword did not give any response.

Tsk, I forgot, you have been with Shen Guhong for tens of thousands of years, how could you pay attention to this person who hurt him.

"Do you hate me?" I hurt your former master with you.

Cangmang Sword still didn't give Nan Ming any response, Nan Ming had a wry smile on his lips, and at this moment Cangmang Sword let out a slight sting, as if comforting the red-clothed demon cultivator.

Nan Ming smiled subconsciously. He knew that this sword was very similar to his master. It was a very gentle sword in his bones, just like how many times when he was in a state of confusion, the Cangmang Sword issued a clear and joyful sword whistle to calm him down. his emotions.

Nan Ming put away the Cangmang Sword in his hand, wiped off the blood on the sword body, and put it in his own sword domain to warm it up.

However, in such a short period of effort, there was a huge change on the side of 'Yan Yueluo'. If Yan Yueluo hadn't noticed that Yan Yueluo, who was cultivated in the fusion stage, would not be able to use such a sword formation at all. This one occupies Yan Yueluo's body This move will definitely startle Yan Yueluo's natal soul to fight back, and he will not exchange feelings with Cangmangjian during the battle.

But now Yan Yueluo herself has not won the right to use this body.

To be able to compete for the right to use the body with a natal soul who has cultivated in the fusion stage, it seems that this person who occupies Yan Yueluo's body is at least in the realm of venerables.

Yan Yueluo's majestic Nine-Tailed Fox Fairy Clan, an ancient mythical beast, has ever encountered such a situation. This is already challenging the majesty of the Divine Beast Clan. A golden light flashed in Yan Yueluo's eyes, and she has not sacrificed her own soul. , to come back to this ignorant human being who dared to challenge the majesty of the beast clan.

The time for a cup of tea may be very fast, but Yan Yueluo's cultivation of nearly a hundred years has been burned in such a short period of time. It seems that this time she has left the Xuanwu Secret Realm and has been recuperating for 200 years. I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover from severe injuries.

Yan Yueluo finally breathed a sigh of relief, a mouthful of blood was spat out by her, her face was already pale and a little blue, but at this time her eyes were no longer that weird purple, but belonged to the beasts alone Royal gold.

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"I didn't expect that I underestimated that little fox, and she still has the strength to fight back." The man in black robe murmured by the eerie river Styx.

He gently wiped away the blood stains overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and his already pale face became even paler. The change in the air made his eyes no longer look blankly at the bloody water of the Styx River, but instead looked at a place not far away. space.

A man in red clothes and white hair suddenly appeared beside the Styx River. The man held a red umbrella in his hand, and there was a chilly air all over his body that made people feel cold.

The visitor asked indifferently, "You went to find him."

Po Meng tilted her head, looking like the pale young man with a sharp chin: "I don't know what His Majesty Hades is doing at this mere Naihe Bridge?"

"I don't want to do anything, and I don't want you to do anything." Pluto Junge looked at Granny Meng indifferently, exuding a faint sharp and bloody smell from his whole body.

"I have heard that His Majesty Pluto has a very good personal relationship with the Kyushu Demon Lord, but I don't think this rumor is actually true."

"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, I just hope that you will keep your promise back then." After saying this, the man in red stepped through the void and left.

"It doesn't matter if it's real or it's fake." The man in black robe repeated this sentence, he played with the glazed lamp in his hand, and a strange smile appeared on his perennially hard face, "Jinge, King of the Underworld... Pluto Junge, why do you interfere with my actions."

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