Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

There was a trace of emotionless smile on Ji Xuan's lips, "Is it a fool's dream, you will know if you try it."

Elder Yan sneered, "Yes, you will know if you try it."

As he said that, he raised his hand directly, and a sword like a frightened bird struck Ji Xuan.

Elder Yan uses the sword, and the sword is a gentleman in the army. There are a lot of people who use swords in the cultivation world today, not to mention everyone who uses swords, but they can use two moves with a sword. In the era when sword repair was prevalent, the woman in red was also a sword wielder, and her sword was praised by even the sword masters in the Si Attic. With the sword, she took advantage of his surprise to attack him by surprise and did not hurt him.

Elder Yan squinted her eyes, she knew that this little girl had something to be arrogant about.

Her speed is really too fast, the treacherous steps, the accelerated wind talisman, the superposition of the two is actually faster than her sword.

As soon as Elder Yan turned his sword, a gust of sword wind left a deep gash on the ground, "If it's only to this extent, don't say that killing me is a dream, you can't even keep your own life in my hands."

Ji Xuan remained silent, and a talisman condensed in his hand, breaking the condensed air.

Before Ji Xuan could react further, Elder Yan moved again.

This time her sword was much faster than before. Ji Xuan who used the Gale Talisman could not completely avoid the sharp edge. He narrowly avoided the sword again.

More than 20 Water Wave Talismans were thrown in his hand, making it impossible for Elder Yan to make another quick blow.

Elder Yan saw that Ji Xuan had a lot of treasures on him, and his attacks became more and more ruthless and he spared no effort. His moves were fatal, but they couldn't hurt Ji Xuan even a single bit.

Elder Yan was about to laugh angrily at Ji Xuan's slipperiness. Ji Xuan had as many talismans as this thing didn't cost money. Injured by the little talisman, but the talisman did interfere with her getting rid of Ji Xuan.

After half of his clothes were burned by the thunder fire talisman, and there were traces of flame burns on his arms, Elder Yan was completely irritated. The sword repairer with a single spiritual root of the fire department immediately set up an enchantment, causing flames to fly in the forest area, and Mulin Mountain The wind completely fueled the flames, and under the raging flames, this place completely became Elder Yan's home field.

Elder Yan threw his long sword upwards, pointing his toes, and the whole person flew up, holding the sword that was just thrown upwards in the void, hunting in red clothes, a beautiful woman descended from the sky like a nine-day goddess, and the sword in her hand followed the downward strike. There was a huge change in the momentum, the sword seemed to be wrapped in flames, and the blazing flames became more and more violent in the blowing wind. At first glance, it looked like a huge fireball was attacking Ji Xuan.

This is Master Yan's famous skill, she once used this trick to counter-kill Yuanying Patriarch.

This is an unavoidable sword, no one under Yuanying should be able to easily escape this extremely domineering sword, but Ji Xuan, that little girl who looks only in her teens, took it abruptly.

Not avoiding, but following.

Ji Xuan's face was ugly, this woman's speed was too fast, even if Ji Xuan had already received the opponent's sword, there was still a shallow scratch on his face - it was produced when the sword energy was formed rapidly power.

A little bit of scarlet blood overflowed from the fair and delicate skin, dyeing the smooth face of the girl in white with a magnificent color, showing a sense of hazy fragility.

Ji Xuan held the sword in one hand to block the opponent's interesting strike, and wiped away the trace of blood on his face with the other hand. Seeing the scarlet on his hand, Ji Xuan saw the opponent with dissatisfaction.

"It hurts." Ji Xuan raised his eyes to look at the woman in red, his tone was cold, his eye circles were red, tears were about to come out of his eyes, and his eyes were looking at Elder Yan with wet eyes.

Ji Xuan's skin was white, the redness at the end of his eyes and the bloodstains on his face were particularly eye-catching. This time, before Elder Yan could make a move, Ji Xuan took the lead. He held a sword taken out of space in his hand. This was Elder Yan's first attack. Once I saw Ji Xuan take out his sword, a dark, long and narrow sword, with an air of primitive simplicity.

Before he even made a move, Elder Yan sensed the powerful aura on the sword. This is a good sword, a good sword that can make countless swordsmen fall in love with it, but such a sword actually appeared in a little girl body.

Elder Yan's gaze towards Ji Xuan finally changed slightly this time. It was no longer the kind of indifference towards a dying person. He scanned Ji Xuan's body with a sizing attitude, "Who are your parents?"

Ji Xuan didn't say a word, clearly still looked cute and teary-eyed, but he raised his sword to take the initiative to attack.

Playing with a sword with a good swordsman here is like playing with an axe, Elder Yan sneered, but unexpectedly Ji Xuan's sword is surprisingly good, he is more ruthless than anyone else, leaving no room for it.

Neat and smooth, without any sloppy sword moves, Elder Yan went from feeling that Ji Xuan's previous generation was not simple to feeling that Ji Xuan was not simple, and it only took him less than half a cup of tea.

Such a sharp, wide opening and closing sword momentum should not be the level that a Qi refining monk can do.

The sword-to-sword duel between two people is like two people with deep internal strength competing for internal strength. At this time, physical fitness must also become one of them. Ji Xuan's physical fitness is not very good, but his learning ability is excellent. He not only Being able to copy Huo Wuyan's sword, even Huo Wuyan's sword moves can be copied by four or five points.

Under such a sword, there is no doubt that Elder Yan's death will happen sooner or later.

"Who are you?" The perennial closed door of the Si Attic prevented him from guessing Huo Wuyan's identity simply through his sword moves, but the faint Beiyou flavor in this sword move still surprised the woman in red again. Angry again.

"Are you from Beiyou too?"

When the sword pointed to Elder Yan's neck, Ji Xuan said lightly: "That's not true, but I probably already guessed what you used to guess that the other party came from Beiyou, and your final role is useless."

Elder Yan opened his eyes wide, and swung Ji Xuan's sword away. Ji Xuan's fingertips were slightly numb, and he laughed. His sword was more than twice as fast as before. When he threw the sword, no reaction was allowed, and the ground was covered with blood. , Sealing the throat with a sword.

"Actually, my swordsmanship is not bad."

The indifferent words spit out from the bright red lips, and then dissipated soundlessly into the air, as if they had never appeared before.