fairy dust

As Rao Zi said, he pulled the Yanyue Sword's grid, trying to take the Yanyue Sword into his hands.How could Ling Feiyan let go, so he held it tightly, refusing to let go.The two stalemate for a moment, then Zi frowned, and said impatiently: "I don't think you have figured out the situation yet?"

After finishing speaking, Rao Zi let go of Yanyue Sword.Ling Feiyan was wondering why Rao Zi gave up suddenly, when she raised her hand and snapped her fingers, there was a muffled sound from behind, and the pressure on her neck was relieved.

"Feiyi!" Ling Feiyan had heard this muffled sound before in Yizhuang, she was startled, and immediately turned to check.But saw the whole person squatting on the ground in the first day of the junior high school, a big hole burst out in the white lining on the left shoulder, and the flesh and vines blurred into one piece.

"Uh...uh..." The low, painful voice of the first day of junior high school reached Ling Feiyan's ears, igniting her guilt and anger.

"Hmph, do you understand the situation?" Rao Zi stretched out his hand towards Ling Feiyan with his palm up, raised his eyebrows and said, "Give it to me."

"..." Ling Feiyan was holding the Yanyue Sword in his right hand and crackling.Ever since she attained the state of enlightenment and acquired the magic weapon, the Yanyue sword has never left her hands, but now she is going to hand it over to others, and she feels that she has suffered a humiliation that she has never suffered before.But looking at the first day of junior high who was huddled into a ball due to the injury but unconscious, as if the pain didn't feel pain, Ling Feiyan turned his heart, put the Yanyue Sword into the hand of Zuo Zi, and squatted down.

"Not one, not one." Chu Yi lowered his head, Ling Feiyan couldn't see her expression, he could only instinctively caress Chu Yi's back, calling her name, calling her consciousness.

"It really is a good sword." Rao Zi took a rough look at the Yanyue Sword in his hand, and then said to Ling Feiyan: "Give it to me earlier, why does the little Taoist suffer from the detonation of the fruit? Knowing that I Why did you blow up only one of her arms?"

After hearing this, Ling Feiyan raised his head and glared at Rao Zi, not wanting to say anything more to her at all.

Seeing that Ling Feiyan didn't respond, Zuo Zi continued, "Because I want to save her other arm to avenge myself with my own hands!"

Sure enough, after Rao Zi finished speaking, Chuyi stood up unsteadily and walked to Rao Zi, took the Yanyue Sword from Rao Zi, carried it loosely, and turned to Ling Feiyan.

"Feiyi!" Ling Feiyan was startled. Although the Yanyue Sword in Chuyi's hands no longer had the moonlight and silver light resonating with the human sword of the sword holder, it was still a sharp and sharp sword.

Finally, Chu Yi raised his head and looked at Ling Feiyan again.Ling Feiyan saw the glowing green light in Chu's eyes, and smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth.It was obviously the familiar face on weekdays, but it was horribly unfamiliar.In particular, her left injured arm hangs weakly beside her. She still looks like the young Taoist who was in high spirits when she came out of Zilu Mountain with her a few days ago.In this situation, Ling Feiyan just felt as if he had never known the first day of junior high school.

"Kill her." Rao Zi seemed impatient to see the final show, and pointed at Ling Feiyan with a loud shout.The first day of the lunar new year was like a soldier who received a military order. With a shake of his arm, the sharp edge of the Yanyue Sword hit Ling Feiyan's throat.

The arms of the first day of junior high school were trembling, and there was a flickering cloudiness in her eyes.Ling Feiyan looked at Chuyi with resentment, but there was a trace of helpless tenderness in his eyes.

"Kill her!" Rao Zi shouted hysterically.

Chuyi's body and the arm holding the sword became tighter, as if her body was struggling fiercely.The more this is the case, the more it highlights the strangeness of her weak left arm.

During this struggle, the blade of Yanyue Sword moved forward a little bit. Ling Feiyan didn't retreat, and let the sharp sword that had been stained with the blood of countless monsters lightly cut through his skin.She rarely feels the pain, but now, she doesn't care to pay attention to this insignificant sensory feeling.She just watched Chuyi silently, with eyes as plain as water, quietly, through the turbidity in Chuyi's eyes, looking directly at Chuyi's heart and soul.

The sword in Chuyi's hand did not seal Ling Feiyan's throat as expected by Rao Zi, but she and Ling Feiyan could only see that they were in a position to make decisions.Of course, Rao Zi didn't like disobedient puppets, so he yelled: "I'll let you kill her!!" He rushed forward, ready to grab the Yanyue Sword from Chu Yi's hand, and give it to Ling Feiyan with his own hands. A happy one.

How could she have just approached Chuyi's body, but Chuyi suddenly moved and retracted the arm holding the sword, as if gathering strength to stab Ling Feiyan.Rao Zi thought that the remaining consciousness from the first day of junior high school had finally disappeared, so she was obedient and obedient, but after a moment of daze, she felt that something cold and scorching suddenly pierced her body and abdomen.

"You!" She looked at Ling Feiyan in panic, and Ling Feiyan was still standing there with a cold disgust on his face.Looking at the first day of junior high school again, he was facing her, the pupils of his eyes were as empty as a pool of dead lake water, reflecting her frightened and desperate face indifferently.

Sure enough, the pain of tearing the skin quickly spread throughout the body like a sudden collapse of decay.With one hand, Rao Zi covered the abdomen with the sharp sword stuck in it, and with the other, she grabbed onto the first day of junior high who was still in front of her.Not attached to the demon-subduing spell, and failed to reconcile with the master, what the Yanyue sword pierced was only her body.Such an injury would not kill Rao Zi, but it greatly hurt her vitality.

In the first day of junior high school, she was a little conscious, like a dream in a trance. She only remembered that she was going to walk towards Ling Feiyan in the chaos, but Ling Feiyan was always not far or near in front of her.When she catches up, Ling Feiyan pulls away; when she chases closer, Ling Feiyan moves further away.

After chasing after him for a long time, tired and exhausted, for some reason, a sudden piercing pain made her fall to her knees before she could react in time.She only felt that her surroundings were getting darker and drowsy, and she wanted to fall asleep very drowsily, but Ling Feiyan's voice was calling her again, so she looked up and saw Ling Feiyan's eyes, deep and quiet, peaceful and serene.Another ray of coldness pierced her eyes with slight pain.

Feiyan... Ling... Zun.Chu Yi murmured silently in his heart, and found that the cold light was actually a sharp knife in his hand, which was pressing against Ling Feiyan's throat.She panicked, why is that?Why do you want to be an enemy with Ling Feiyan?On the first day of the lunar new year, she couldn't remember the reason for her confrontation with Ling Feiyan, but there was an evil voice in her mind that kept echoing and urging her.

Kill her, kill her! ! !

here we go again!The body is uncontrollable and weird, and I am extremely anxious on the first day of junior high school.She doesn't want to hurt Ling Feiyan, no, she will never hurt Ling Feiyan!The sword edge was attacking forward inch by inch, and she saw a bright red drop of blood gradually dripping from Ling Feiyan's fair neck, falling on her white robe of Shengxue, it was so eye-catching and dazzling.

ah! ! ! ! ! ! !Chuyi roared silently, resenting why he killed Ling Feiyan, and didn't know how the Yanyue Sword got into her hands.

Kill her, kill her! ! !

The annoying and annoying voice became more urgent, and he refused to give up, forcing Chu Yi to have a splitting headache.She resisted, froze, and wanted to raise her hand to cover her ears.But he couldn't lift his left arm, and he didn't know where the voice came from, but it seemed more like it came from the chaotic mind of the melee.

Around the purple! ! !

On the first day of junior high school, I suddenly remembered the owner of the voice in the messy memory, and in a flash, I suddenly woke up like a dream!She recognized that the sharp blade in her hand was Ling Feiyan's Yanyue Sword. Although it lacked the silver light flowing like moonlight, it was still a sharp and sharp sword.And this sword is the only magic weapon to kill all evil spirits!Although she couldn't figure out why the Yanyue Sword fell into her hands on the first day of the lunar new year, she still held the Yanyue Sword tightly subconsciously.

There was a whistling sound of wind in her ears, and when she was stunned for the first time, she saw Rao Zi flying towards her ferociously. Obviously, Rao Zi regretted letting the Yanyue Sword return to Tian Yuzong's hands. In the hands of the first day of the junior high school, this ancient artifact will be taken back.

How could such a great opportunity be missed on the first day of the lunar new year? For a drop of Ling Feiyan's blood on the Yanyue Sword, she will ask Zuo Zi to repay it thousands of times!So she pressed her wrist, reversed the direction of the sharp sword she was holding, held it fiercely and firmly, and was caught off guard by rushing too fast, as if bumping into it forcefully, allowing her to hold the sharp sword Pushed into her body that had not been harmed for thousands of years.

Rao Zi was really shocked. Ling Feiyan and Ling Feiming, who were so powerful in Taoism, could easily restrain her, but she never expected to be counterattacked by the puppets she was determined to win.She couldn't swallow this bad breath anyway.

After all, there was no demon-subduing spell attached to it, nor could it harmonize with Ling Feiyan's sword. The Yanyue sword only pierced her body.She is an ancient demon, such an injury would not kill her.But she will never let go of the first day of junior high school, she is going to explode now, detonating the flower seeds spreading on every acupuncture point in her meridian, let her die in the most tragic and painful way!

She wants to pay 1000 million times the pain the first day of junior high school gave her!

So she covered her abdomen with the sharp sword stuck in it with one hand, and grabbed the first day of junior high school who was still in front of her with the other hand, and she was about to make a killer move.

However, what kind of person Ling Feiyan is.Her aloof personality, who would rather die in battle than be humiliated, has long been unable to suppress the urge to kill Rao Zi immediately.As soon as she saw Chu Yi turned her sword, she burned all the humiliation she had endured tonight into anger in a flash.

Zuo Zi's arm had just rested on Chu Yi's shoulder and wanted to blow her up completely, Ling Feiyan killed her like a white light and shadow in an instant. In the hand holding the Yanyue Sword, a white light suddenly appeared, almost illuminating every corner of the dark cave.

"what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The shrill howling pierced through the dawn that had just ushered in Bulin Mountain.That was the heart-piercing sound of Yaoyuan being exterminated, the despair of the complete destruction of the thousand-year-old demon.

In the courtyard of the Wutong Building in Sunan Prefecture, the person who picked the dewdrops of flowers for thousands of years was pierced by the sharp thorns of the flower branches for the first time.Yingzhu stood up, facing the direction of Bulin Mountain, narrowing her eyes.

Tonight, she was going to go in person.But Rao Zi asked her to wait, and she obeyed.I didn't expect to wait all night, but this was the result.Ying Zhu knew in her heart that if Feng Muli was to be revived, someone would definitely die.But she always thought that that person would be Nan Qing, not Rao Zi.

"Conceited, arrogant." Ling Feiyan's bright brilliance of the demon-subduing curse was gradually receding on the edge of the sword.Her face also gradually returned to calm from anger.Because the Yanyue Sword returned to its master, it glowed with a thin silver streamer again.

Under the sword, there was a withered demon flower remnant, which turned into purple dust.

Rao Zi was annihilated, and Lu Nianwei, who was entangled with Ling Feiming, fell to the ground as if she had lost her soul.Nan Qing struggled to get up and wanted to get closer, but she didn't have time to see Lu Nianwei again, she just fell in front of another pile of purple dust.

"Ah...ah!!!" Another person knelt on the ground with a plop, and it was the first day of the lunar new year who was clutching his chest tightly, curled up into a ball in pain.All the vines and branches growing and spreading in her body withered in an instant, tightly contracting and wrapping her internal organs, muscles and bones.

"Feiyi!!!" Ling Feiyan and Ling Feiming rushed forward together, urgently sending a large amount of true energy for Chuyi to counteract the branches, leaves and vines, and died together.

However, for the flower seed that the demon master has passed away, the two chief disciples of Tianyuzong can only do nothing.

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