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The master of the palace of Wanyu, the head of the three palaces, is also the pole of the world.

With her cultivation base, let alone survive a move under this person's hands, it may be difficult to meet her at the same time.

This is the first time Zhong Liqing has looked at the other party so closely—at least in her memory—when she was a disciple of the Chonghua Sword Sect, she had never heard of the existence of the Three Palaces; When the Lord woke up, she only knew that the Three Palaces had accumulated a lot of prestige, pressing the Shendao family every step of the way, and they couldn't breathe. It was a force that was born to be hostile to her.

The understanding of the Three Palaces is limited to the unfathomable cultivation and the unquestionable determination of his domineering actions.

Even after finding out that A Niang was the master of the Star Palace, and that she had a certain relationship with the Jue Yan Palace Master and the successor Star Palace Master, the impression of the Three Palaces is always vague and one-sided.

She never thought that one day, she would have any intersection with the master of the palace, who symbolizes the pinnacle of rule, let alone target her, fight, confront and even... kill.

Not to mention how the Jiang family, Qionghua sect, and even the Chonghua sword sect represented behind her will be implicated, but only from the perspective of cultivation level, this legendary almost invincible master of the Banyu palace is regarded as a To describe her opponent as "overreaching her capabilities" is already flattering her.

But just because it was Yuyao's request - the sad and desperate look she made when she asked herself was hard to let go, and she couldn't even say a word of rejection - Zhong Liqing agreed without thinking.

However, when she really stood in front of the Lord of the Banyu Palace and raised her sword to face each other, Zhong Liqing thought that she would be so scared that she could not breathe, and would be so nervous that her limbs would tremble and she would not be able to hold the sword... But unexpectedly, she did not There is no such panic, but unprecedented calmness, calmness, and calmness, as if facing an ordinary person.

——Maybe it's just that the outfit was too deceptive, and it made her relax unconsciously.

The other party was dressed in spotless white clothes, except for a dark jade around his waist, and wearing a mask that had been cast with magic formulas, it was difficult to see even the expression, so that people couldn't tell the other party's real mood, and Zhong Li Qing actually felt that this person...was somewhat familiar.

Maybe it's because most of the people she cares about most are the same as the other person, who likes to be dressed in plain clothes like snow, without any decorations, or elegant, or cold and solemn, or indifferent... the same dress White clothes, but each has its own merits.

And the feeling given to her by the master of the palace is that it is a void - misty, mysterious and indifferent, lighter than the wind, lighter than the clouds, but deeper than the sea, wider than the sky - as if she is this The ubiquitous wind, the ungraspable clouds, the bottomless sea, and the endless sky.

It seems to be right in front of her, and it seems to be not here at all... If I have to describe it, the shock of the Lord of the Banyu Palace is even more shocking to her than the moment when Yu Yao performed the art of time in front of her.

So terrifying.

The ending is known before it is shot.

But she had to fight, and she couldn't...not fight.

Sudden thoughts came and went, Zhong Liqing gave a wry smile in her heart, and stared at the other person's movements intently - only to see that the person who was standing beside Nianxi with his hands behind his back, glanced at her indifferently, and was concerned about her injury. He looked unconcerned, then slowly turned his head and looked at himself holding the sword. The expression behind the mask was inexplicable, only those piercing eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

Zhong Liqing knew that the other party was looking at her—maybe with a bit of disdain, or with great interest.

She held her breath and waited, but the man didn't move, just looked at it like this, as if he didn't intend to make a move... Or, he felt that there was no need to make a move.

——So, why sit and wait?

Thinking of this, Zhong Liqing closed her eyes abruptly, mobilized [-]% of her spiritual power and gathered it in her left hand, suddenly condensed three elemental dragons of different attributes, one ice, one fire and one wind, and roared away with teeth and claws open.

There may be monks in this world who have all the five elements, but those who can cultivate to this level and release three different attributes of spiritual power at the same time to attack, I am afraid that this is the only one, and there is no other colony.

The intention is to be surprising, and I have tried my best, and I don't care whether I will expose myself.

She thought that this move might surprise the master of the palace for a moment, and even if it was just a momentary loss of consciousness, it would be enough for her to take the opportunity to sneak attack—even if she couldn't be seriously injured, it was always a chance.

However, when she sent out the three elemental dragons as a feint attack and then used teleportation to sneak behind the master of the palace, she found that she still underestimated the opponent—or overestimated her understanding of space. The control of the technique - I don't see how the man moves, but the sword he stabs actually falls into the empty space.

It was as if I saw her being stabbed in my eyes, but the tip of the sword could not feel any entity, as if it had stabbed somewhere in the void, and when I came back to my senses, it was myself who inexplicably passed the place where the master of the gate was. In vain, he stabbed randomly at the empty space.

But she clearly remembered that she was running towards the other party.

What made Zhong Liqing even more horrified was that the fluctuation of spiritual power just used by the master of the palace was very similar to the fluctuation of spiritual power when he used the technique of space—in other words, I am afraid that there is no one in this world who can use the technique of space. People, one more.

Now, even the last trace of reliance is gone.

Zhong Liqing felt at a loss for a moment, not knowing how to continue.

However, the sword has come out, and she is going straight forward, whether it is life or death, success or failure, she cannot help hesitating.

On the contrary, the master of the Banyu Palace seemed to be aroused. Before the blow was completed, a cluster of silver light ignited from his fingertips, turned into a delicate little sword, and stabbed towards Zhongli Qingping——speed It was so fast, as if it was directly teleported to her eyes using the method of space, so fast that she almost had no time to raise her sword, so she could only barely try to dodge to avoid it.

He reacted almost subconsciously, moving his body at will, dodging and dodging with the technique of space, trying to stagger the attack.

But the sword seemed to be stuck three inches in front of her, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what, and the man seemed determined to teach her how powerful he was, half playing and half serious, following her one after another. Several times - the little silver sword always stopped in front of her, impartial, making people flustered.

Like a shadow, there is no way to avoid it.

Zhong Liqing has never been so sober for a moment, and never hated her sobriety so much: she is soberly aware of the fact that she cannot avoid this sword after all.

That being the case, then... there is no need to avoid it.

With a chuckle, she simply gave up resisting, and just looked at Yu Yao with nostalgia, planning to take another look.

Just one glance.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Yu Yao, who was struggling to stop Nianxi, seemed to have a feeling, and suddenly turned around to look, but Nianxi, who took the opportunity to jump over her, seemed to have seen something incomprehensible, and was very frightened and angry.

——The sword of the master of the palace is extremely fast, so fast that people cannot see it with the naked eye.

Even if it's just a small sword condensed at hand, it's enough to deal with Zhong Liqing, who is far from her cultivation base. However, for some reason, when this sword should have pierced her heart, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. If it is blocked, it will be difficult to advance an inch.

Zhong Liqing was puzzled and puzzled, Nian Xi was out of anger, but the person who brought out the sword seemed to have encountered something interesting, slowly took a step towards Zhong Liqing, and then slowly raised his palm——that one The slender and shiny hands are clear and white, like the fine jade carefully carved, without any blemishes, not like the hands of a swordsman.

The skeleton is delicate, shiny and shiny, and it is definitely not a man's hand.

Just looking at it like this, my heart was turbulent, and there was a trace of charm.

Zhong Liqing didn't know that she could still think of such far-fetched things at the moment of life and death, but her eyes seemed uncontrollable, and she couldn't move her jade-like palm—watching the palm slowly pressing down on her. With the hilt of the small silver sword, slowly push the tip of the sword into his chest until the whole sword was not in his chest, and the palm of his hand was completely attached to it.

The two sides stared at the place where Jianguang disappeared, and neither spoke nor moved, as if one didn't realize that he had touched a place that shouldn't be touched, and the other didn't care about the fact that he was treated lightly by a stranger.

I don't know what the master of Banyu was thinking, but Zhong Liqing's first reaction was: did the sword light enter her body and destroy her internal meridians, or just... disappeared?

If not, why didn't she feel any pain?

Weird, weird.

"Kill her!" At this moment, there seemed to be a voice in his mind, the bell struck, the Lingtai shook, and Zhong Liqing suddenly came back to his senses.

The Cunxin sword flashed, and the arm seemed to have its own consciousness, as if it had been practiced thousands of times so proficiently, the wrist was flipped, and the spiritual power was swallowed, the most simple and unpretentious sword, but also the most effective sword—— ——It seems ordinary, but it seems to gather all kinds of swordsmanship in it, and with a simple stab, it is approaching the Lord of the Palace of Banyu who is close at hand.

This sword didn't have any fireworks, but it was indomitable. It gathered all her spiritual power, and it was as lonely as a foot, unrivaled.

When Zhong Liqing felt the temperature and weight of Cunxin in his palm, he felt another rhythm and strength in his palm, from strong to weak, from fast to slow... That was another person's heartbeat.

——The sword of the master of the palace did not hurt her, but her Cun Xin was impartial and hit the opponent's heart.

It took Zhong Liqing a while to accept this fact.

She lowered her head in a daze, and looked back and forth between her palm and Cun Xin with puzzled eyes, as if she didn't understand how the sword was used, and it was as if a huge hole had been opened in her heart, and she was facing outwards. Feeling lost and hesitant, it seemed that she was the one who was hit by the sword.

Just when he was at a loss, Nianxi screamed over there: "It's a blood contract! When? How did this happen? You actually used a blood contract... Damn it, damn it!"

She looked over suddenly, but saw that Nianxi was clutching her chest with resentment and panic, and blood was gushing out of her chest, and the wound was in the heart, which was exactly the same position as the master of the palace.

--How is this going?

"Zhongli...qing." In a trance, she heard a very clear and elegant voice reciting her name in a low voice, which seemed to be far away from the sky, yet so close at hand.

She turned her head abruptly, warming the back of her hand, but it was covered by the nephrite-like hand.

Looking along that hand, the silver streamer escaped from the place where Cun Xin was stabbed, it was even more glaring than blood.

Zhong Liqing felt her heart suffocate.

"... Qing." The voice said softly again, and it was definitely coming from the person in front of him.

The voice is so moving and so familiar.

Zhong Liqing hadn't recovered from the shock of "I actually hurt the master of the palace", but was shocked by this sound again, and his mind was in chaos, but such a thought came up subconsciously.

——It turns out that the master of the palace is a woman.

The next moment, his chest felt as if struck by lightning, his heartbeat seemed to stop, and tears flowed down his eyes involuntarily.

The mask of the master of the Banyu Palace suddenly shattered into powder, revealing a timeless and flawless face; it was a face that Zhong Liqing would never forget until his death.

How could he have imagined that the face under the mask was exactly the same as Yan Yao's.

It's better to say, it's the same person at all!

But she saw that she raised her hand with difficulty, caressed Zhong Liqing's face, slightly parted her lips, and said with a gentle smile, "Remember, my name is Jun Moci."

The author has something to say: I was watching "Singer 2018", and suddenly my heart surged, so I came to code words.

But inspiration comes and goes quickly, and the touch at that time slipped away when the fingertips touched the keyboard.

I really want to overthrow and rewrite the previous chapters, but I feel that I have deviated from the original intention of writing.

Tired and confused, I feel that code words are no longer attractive to me.

After all, I failed to impress anyone, least of all myself.