Bai Yueguang, who became a boss after escaping from death

More hidden guards from the demon sect attacked, and Gu Jingyu kept the enemy outside the gate of the pavilion, and his sword energy flew across the sky for a while.

Facing the increasing number of enemies, he knew something was wrong.

And this ominous premonition was soon fulfilled. Pei Muzhi and Zhen Ziang walked up the stairs step by step with swords in their hands, looking dazed, while the black-clothed dark guards brushed shoulders from behind them, without any hostility.

The two were stunned for a moment when they saw him, then slowly raised their swords to face each other.

The magic song is coming to an end, and the two have little sense of themselves left.

Zhen Ziang showed pain on his face, his eye sockets were bloodshot due to the full resistance of his consciousness, he raised his sword tremblingly, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Junior Brother... Hurry up..."

He tried his best to suppress the order to attack Gu Jingyu in his mind, and his palms were soaked in sweat.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to approach Gu Jingyu, who was among the enemies, he suddenly turned the tip of the sword and stabbed at his left shoulder. The severe pain made him wake up instantly.

He glanced sideways at Pei Muzhi, who seemed to have completely lost control of his body, and was attacking behind Gu Jingyu without hesitation.

At the critical moment, he dodged and raised his sword to block behind Gu Jingyu, and received Pei Muzhi's thunderous sword.

At the same time, he said in a loud voice: "Junior Brother, hurry up, I won't last long."

Gu Jingyu turned his head and saw two fellow students strangling each other.

He frowned and took a deep breath, because he was worried that the sword would not be able to withstand it, he had always been cautious and never used his sword intent with all his strength.

But now it can't be delayed any longer.

He swung his sword away, and the majestic sword energy formed a wall of energy as if it had substance and knocked everyone back. He said loudly to Xia Yingxian, "Immortal Yiling won't wake up for a while, only you can stop her."

Facing the enemies who swarmed up again, the sword spirit around him swept away like a silent undercurrent, and the invisible cloud instantly enveloped the entire pavilion, which made people feel instinctively terrified.

He hadn't drawn out his sword yet, but the edge of the sword had already trembled and mourned by itself.

The hidden guards froze, and the aura of the person in front of them was like a Rakshasa returning from hell, a bloodthirsty evil spirit, making them want to escape.

In the end, someone mustered up the courage to raise his sword and go away, and his head was decapitated before he got close.

Gu Jingyu's figure was rustling like black bamboo, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and after several cold lights flashed, blood rained pouring down, staining the ground outside the pavilion door red.

As the black shadows all fell to the ground, the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground reached the ears, and the sword in his hand finally broke into several knots because he couldn't bear the sword intent.

He glanced at the fragments of the broken sword with lowered eyes, and sighed helplessly.

Immortal Yiling looked mad, and the hatred in the sound of the piano turned into a cold air. Even the mortal with the most incomprehensible rhythm and no sense of spiritual flow can feel the overflowing obsession and the indescribably terrifying magic breath from it. .

The aura formed a shield to isolate the woman from her surroundings. Not to mention that Xia Yingxian has no cultivation base at the moment, even in her prime state, it is difficult to break through the defense set up by the cultivation base of Huashen.

Xia Yingxian understood the meaning of Gu Jingyu's words. He hesitated for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and finally said to the woman: "I never used you."

The woman's demeanor was obviously stagnant.

His words are effective, Xia Yingxian thought for a while, then looked at Gu Jingyu sideways, his figure was dancing among the men in black, just like a hundred years ago, his eyebrows were picturesque, warm and agile like a spring day.

He took a deep breath, showing a trace of sadness on his face, but it seemed that what was reflected in his dark eyes was not a woman, but another tall and handsome young man.

"I wanted to stop everything you did back then, but I was still powerless."

"I tried my best to change my fate against the sky, but in the face of fate, you and I are like ants." When he said, he laughed at himself and sneered, "How does a mayfly shake a tree?"

"I'm too arrogant. Every time I try to change a little bit and get closer to you, the situation will take a turn for the worse, and it will become more and more out of control. I'm watching you..."

His voice, which was originally as calm as water, gradually began to ripple, his chest heaved slowly, his eyes were red, and his voice gradually began to choke.

The sound of the piano stopped.

"I've watched you fall into danger again and again, and get hurt for me again and again, but I...but I can't do anything."

"I would rather you never loved me. I would rather go through all kinds of sufferings and not get what I ask for. In the end, the one who will never recover is me."

The woman's lips trembled, two streams of heat slid down her jaw along her delicate cheeks, and dripped onto the strings.

"Zhao Ye..."

With a bang, the body of the piano fell to the ground, emitting a vibrating low-frequency reverberation, resounding through the attic like tinnitus.

Zhen Ziang came back to his senses, felt that the power that restrained his spirit was gone, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother Pei!" He shouted, "Wake up!"

Pei Muzhi's dazed and empty eyes refocused, and when he saw that he was raising his sword towards Gu Jingyu, he was taken aback for a moment, then let go suddenly, and the long sword fell to the ground.

"Junior Brother Lin, I'm not..."

"Are you hurt?" he asked urgently.

Gu Jingyu shook his head, but his expression was a little unpredictable. He heard what Xia Yingxian said just now, but he always felt that those words didn't sound like he was speaking to Immortal Yiling. After all, the pain and emotion contained in that voice were too much. It's real.

When the three of them thought that the crisis was resolved, they saw that Xia Yingxian did not stop, but continued to face the woman: "It is my fault after all, blaming everything on destiny is just a self-deception to make myself feel better. "

"I now know that destiny is not unchangeable, but I was not strong enough or persistent enough at the time."

"I thought I woke up too late, but now..." When he said this, a burning light flashed in his silent eyes, and he turned his head to look at Gu Jingyu.

"Now I understand, whether it is the way of heaven or fate, nothing can stop me, as long as you give me another chance."

"Do I... still have a chance?"

Gu Jingyu was stunned, even if he acted to dissuade Immortal Yiling, it was too real.

The woman was delighted when she heard the words, "Yes, there is a chance, we can start again, Zhaoye..."

As she spoke, she approached and put a pair of jade hands on Xia Yingxian's chest. The latter looked back at Gu Jingyu, and took a step back in disgust.

Zhen Ziang pointed at the two with a puzzled expression, "They are..."

Xia Yingxian's eyes moved slightly, and he took the woman's wrist.

A trace of surprise flashed across the latter's eyes, but in the next second, he saw a spirit binding ring strangling his wrists.

The woman's eyes widened, and she struggled and said angrily, "Zhao Ye, you lied to me?!"

Xia Yingxian sneered and said: "Although I am lucky to have another chance, it is not with you."

This sentence baffled everyone present.

The spiritual flow in the woman's body was suppressed, and she struggled and shouted angrily, cursing continuously.

"Is there no way to wake her up?" Pei Muzhi asked suspiciously after making a good guess about the cause and effect.

Gu Jingyu shook his head helplessly, "She is controlled by the remnants of the magic song, and with my cultivation, there is nothing I can do."

The four of them were about to evacuate the attic, but before they even started, they felt a terrifying coercion invade their consciousness.

"Little devil." The voice sounded like gnashing of teeth, "Who the hell are you?"

Black shadows gushed out of the countless mirror fragments on the ground out of thin air, twisted and converged into a black shadow, and slowly rose from the ground.

"It's Qu Ziming's distraction." Gu Jingyu immediately reacted, stretched his arms to protect everyone and took two steps back.

It should be that Qu Ziming's body was delayed, so after sensing that the illusion was broken, he turned into a distraction and came forward.

He lost his weapon, and in desperation, he drew his sword from Xia Yingxian's waist, "Sorry, I'll use my uncle's saber."

The latter's pupils shrank slightly, and then he smiled happily, "Of course, mine is Ah Yu's."

With the long sword in his hand, Gu Jingyu felt that the spiritual pressure of this sword was unusual. It was completely different from the one he had broken before. It was made of high-quality materials, and there was a faint surge of spiritual consciousness. It should be a spiritual sword worthy of sacrifice The ultimate magic weapon.

But if it is the natal sword, why can he kill it?

But in front of the great enemy, he has no time to think about it, it is right that the opponent has not formed a bond with the sword yet.

Such a sword should be able to withstand his sword intent, so he concentrated on pouring the sword intent into the sword body. To his surprise, the low-frequency buzzing sound from the sword body seemed to cater to his sword intent, it was so natural, as if it was natural.

He had a faint feeling that he was holding Mo Ran.

But if it was Mo Ran, it was impossible for him not to be able to tell the difference.

The four of them were facing a formidable enemy, even if it was just a distraction without substance, the suppression of their cultivation was unparalleled.

The black shadow hissed, like a devil whispering, or like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, the shadow spread to Immortal Yiling's feet, and suddenly sank into his body.

The woman's eyes suddenly changed, the spirit binding rings on her wrists were instantly shattered, and she raised her palm to attack Gu Jingyu in the blink of an eye!

The author has something to say:

The next chapter, Classmate Qiu is online~~

I'm sorry that the last three chapters are a bit short, and the next chapter will not be too short~ I guarantee there will be little red flowers every day~~

感谢在2021-11-0811:21:28~2021-11-1021:24:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Tianyan Bingyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!