sword color

"...Who do you call a tigress?" Jian Qing's voice was soft, but the man in black felt goose bumps all over his body.

He took a few steps back quickly, keeping a distance of more than five feet from the other party to feel safer, and waved his hands again and again: "Just kidding, kidding, don't take it seriously. Let's think about how to get out, Master Xianchang?"

Although his method of changing the topic is not very clever, but getting out of trouble is indeed a top priority right now.

Jian Qing took out the compass from the Qiankun bag and recited a formula, a golden orange light enveloped the compass and suspended in the air, the pointer turned for a while and suddenly became disordered.

With a "bang", the compass fell down!

boom -

The whole world seemed to be shaken three times, and the overwhelming gloomy black flooded over, like the end of the world.

The tumbling black cloud rushed towards Jian Qing as if it had its own consciousness!

The man in black turned pale with fright, gritted his teeth, turned his head and ran in the opposite direction of the two of them.

The three of them just met by chance, so there was no need for him to fight for someone who had nothing to do with him.

"It's dangerous, get out of the way!" Jian Qing's expression changed, he put away the compass, and rushed in the direction of Du Zhilan, dragging the big tiger by its tail.

"Aww! Jian Qing don't do this, the tail is going to be ripped off!"

"Stop talking nonsense, don't scream if you don't want to die." Jian Qing pulled him along with the sword, glanced down, and was startled.

I saw a huge black hole appearing below, bottomless, constantly twisting and spinning, one by one, familiar faces screamed and fell into the black hole - they were all the brothers and sisters of the Shenxu Sect!

"Jian Qing!" A young man in a blue and white Taoist robe, covered in blood, swung his sword continuously to cut through the entangled black energy, calling his name in despair, he turned out to be the Suzerain of the Shenxu Sect.

"Senior Brother Tianxuan!" Jian Qing yelled sharply, the blue Taoist shirt on his body disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing the snow-white magic robe, the aura was shining brightly, and he turned around to go to the rescue desperately.

"Jianqing! There are so many cats here! Aww—" The big white tiger was flopping wildly in the air, its fur stood on end in shock, whining and trembling in fear, Jian Qing held its tail and couldn't hug it waist, had no choice but to hug the Taoist's thigh with his front paws.

His yelling made Jian Qing wake up from his furious state: "It's an illusion..."

In his eyes, it was the tragic scene of fellow disciples being devoured, but in Du Zhilan's eyes, it was countless ferocious black cats screaming and rushing towards him!

With a flick of Jian Qing's wrist, the big white tiger was hugged into his arms with a whimper. He stood in the air with his black hair flying, and the ancient sword under his feet turned into a stream of silver light and went straight to the black hole.

"disease!"

With Jian Qing's soft shout, the ancient sword suddenly split into countless sword shadows, piercing into the black air at the same time, the frenzied air flow and black mist rolled for a while, and the hissing sound continued.

Du Zhilan buried his head in his chest, and when he heard a steady heartbeat, he finally found some courage and opened his eyes.

When he raised his head, he was not frightened by the cats shot to death all over the sky, but was frightened by Jian Qing's rare staring eyes.

Du Zhilan rubbed his eyes with his paw, isn't it just a cat, so angry?

"It must be a hallucination..." He lay on Jianqing's body with peace of mind, waiting for the other party to clean up these annoying monsters and ghosts, but Jianqing yelled suddenly: "Senior Brother Tianxuan!" Startled.

"Jian Qing?" Du Zhilan turned his head in confusion, there was a black cat corpse besides the black cat, where did Senior Brother Tianxuan come from?

"Junior Brother, are you going to kill me?" The man's face was full of unbearable grief.

"...It's just an illusion."

Jian Qing pursed his lips, admonishing himself silently in his heart, but he looked at the senior brother who was covered in blood, with the long sword in his hand resting on the opponent's shoulder, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

"Tianxuan" suddenly sneered, his figure flickered, he raised his palm, and patted him with the force of a thunderbolt!

Jian Qing shook his head, and hastily exchanged palms with him, and the two of them flew back at the same time.

There was a "bang", and there were continuous explosions and buzzing sounds all around, making people dizzy and dizzy.

This palm only exerted three parts of force, obviously there was no threat to "Tian Xuan", he grinned grinningly, and once again bullied him.

"Jianqing, please be sober." Du Zhilan was burning with anxiety.

"I'm sober." Jian Qing held the big tiger with one hand, and held "Tianxuan" with only one hand. A clear pain came from the palm of his hand. His figure receded farther and farther away. This illusion seemed real. , even the senior brother's strength imitated so well.

The two beams of light were fighting in the sky, and finally Jian Qing was hit by the palm of the "Senior Brother" in his memory, almost hitting the ground.

"Jianqing, why don't you use a sword?" Du Zhilan climbed off him, not daring to drag him down.

"If my guess is correct, once the sword is used, the brother will also use the sword. Our palm skills are almost the same, but in terms of sword skills... we can only lose faster at that time."

Jian Qing stood up with a flick of his sleeves, shook his head, and said, "Illusions are not real after all, they must have weaknesses."

While talking, "Tianxuan" laughed wildly and swooped down: "Junior Brother Jianqing, you have never won this seat in martial arts competitions for so many years, and you are still so underdeveloped now!"

"How do you think you got the position of sword-wielding elder back then? Jianqing, don't you really understand?"

Hearing this, Jian Qing's face suddenly changed.

"Jian Qing, you idiot, flash!"

With Palm Wind close in front of him, Du Zhilan saw Jian Qing's distraught appearance, roared suddenly, gritted his teeth and rushed forward to block him!

"Du Zhilan!" Jian Qing cried out, all this happened too fast, too fast for people to react.

The tiger shadow reflected in the pupils, the heart suddenly contracted, and the brain fell into a large blank for an instant, unable to think about anything, and the body could not respond in the slightest.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that "Tianxuan" actually penetrated Du Zhilan's body!

Like a phantom, it didn't leave any marks on the big white tiger, and couldn't continue to attack Jian Qing by itself, so it returned to the sky and stared at them coldly.

"Haha! This guy is useless to me! Jianqing, I'll help you deal with him!" Du Zhilan was overjoyed, and ran back to Jianqing's side to rub his legs, flicking his tail behind him, extremely proud of himself.

Jian Qing looked down at Du Zhilan, with mixed emotions in his heart, speechless.

At that moment, he clearly saw the tiger's calf trembling in fear, and the hair on its tail stood on end, but he still threw it out.

Jian Qing shook the palms of his hands, only to realize that he was actually sweating from the palms of his hands.

"Du Zhilan..."

Dabaihu felt that Jianqing's voice was a bit hoarse, so he didn't think about it, he just laughed and said, "Look at Jianqing, I said I would protect you. I'll settle this fake for you!"

Jian Qing took a deep breath and said lightly: "Do you still remember the spell I taught you? If he can't hit you, use that to deal with him."

"Hey, didn't you say that the magic power is very weak?"

Jian Qing said expressionlessly: "You also believe such words."

"..."

"Jianqing, come up to die!" Phantom Tianxuan yelled sharply, he was derived from Jianqing's memory, he ignored Du Zhilan at all, missed a hit, and soon came back.

Jian Qing retreated violently, his white clothes fluttering with the strong wind.

He doesn't need to win at all, he just procrastinates.

Du Zhilan tried to use the Tiger Claw to hit a formula, but the accuracy was off, he missed Phantom, and almost hit Jianqing.

"Don't worry, come again." Jian Qing swung away the phantom and took the time to reply, "If you win, I will give you a reward."

"really?"

Du Zhilan was really anxious. It was the first time he used a spell in this situation. He was so nervous and urgent.

He took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, and raised his paws to compare them in front of him, making it easier to aim.

From a distance, it looks like a little white tiger squatting on the grass doing morning exercises.

The sky is dark and dark, the grassland under their feet is boundless, and there is nothing in the sky and earth, making them even more insignificant like ants.

With a "bang", the Phantom Tianxuan, who was showing his power in the air, suddenly burst into a dazzling spark, and exploded in a blink of an eye, almost turning the night into day, and the strong light made people unable to open their eyes.

"Hit! I... am actually so powerful!"

Du Zhilan looked at the phantom of Huawei flying in the sky in disbelief, his paws were still trembling, until he pressed his hand on his head and rubbed it.

"Jianqing..."

Jian Qing smiled slightly, sat down on the tiger's body, breathed a long sigh of relief, and raised his eyes to the dark and unclear sky in the distance.

"After tossing all night, if you are tired, go to sleep."

Du Zhilan looked at his side face, his heart kept clamoring, he really wanted to say that I am not tired, but his eyelids just slid down.

"You said that you will give rewards, you are not allowed to play tricks..." He was really exhausted, curled up in Jian Qing's arms wearily, his back was stroked by the soft hair, and soon he fell asleep with peace of mind.

Jian Qing lowered his head and looked around for a while. I don't know how long it took, the sky slowly opened a crack, and there was a faint light penetrating through the clouds, heralding the arrival of dawn...

When Du Zhilan woke up in a daze, the sky was already bright.

His fluffy ears and tail were drawn back, and he was actually fully dressed, with a layer of Jianqing's green shirt covered.

"sword--"

Du Zhilan's voice came to an abrupt end.

He stared blankly at the grass not far away - there was a small plum tree growing there, the petals of the blooming snow plum were swaying, the dark fragrance was up and down, and the aura was flying up and down like a streamer, like a shining light guarding it. with it.

On the flat and monotonous grassland, the only bright color blooms, telling the endless vitality.

The Taoist priest in white was standing under the plum blossom tree. Hearing the sound, he turned his head.

Du Zhilan heard him say in a daze, "Your precious plum blossom, I will plant it here for you. It will bloom all year round and never bloom."

When he said this, the smile on the man's face was gentle, and the sky behind him was picturesque.