The fairy is fierce

Under the rain, the raging fire and the sword energy converged.

A white light that should not have appeared in the human world descended on the human world, and in an instant it crossed the nameless swamp, crushing everything in its path.

The famous Shuangfeng Patriarch, holding two axes, stood in front of the white light. Even if he used all his knowledge to fight to the death, he looked like an ant challenging the gods with his tiny body.

On the outskirts of the swamp, there were hundreds of Qu family disciples and Pofeng City monks, whose eyes were originally attracted to the other side of the fire wall.

But after the white light flashed, the world was silent, the wind and rain became silent, and everyone's eyes were forcibly drawn to the white light.

These people had different levels of cultivation, but they could only see the glare. Even if the Shuangfeng Patriarch was an invincible mountain-top martial artist in their hearts, the moment they saw the white light, they knew in their hearts that the old man with two axes who dared to face the white light had become a thing of the past!

Everyone was shocked at first, and then at a loss.

This feeling of bewilderment and shock not only appeared in the casual cultivators outside, but also in the cultivators fighting in the swamp.

Xiang Yusheng of Duyou Valley was slightly lower in Taoism than the Shuangfeng Patriarch, but he relied on his amazing body skills to easily deal with Xie Qiutao, who was not as good as Youhuang.

Although Xie Qiutao had the magical power of the "Shenmen" and the fighting power of the Peach Blossom Lord, her physique was so strong that even Xiang Yusheng could not think of getting close to break her defense, but Xie Qiutao was a little slower and could not touch the corner of his clothes.

Xiang Yusheng took the elegant and agile route, and was known for his speed and body skills. After two hits, he found that the Shuangfeng Patriarch and Zuo Lingquan had a back-and-forth fight, and he knew that their opponents were wrong.

According to their respective strengths, it should be the Shuangfeng Patriarch who used the double axes to break the girl's domineering body; he relied on his powerful body skills to deal with the rampaging "Sword Demon Zuo Ci".

Thinking of this, Xiang Yusheng wanted to exchange opponents with the Shuangfeng Patriarch who was talking nonsense. He never thought that in the blink of an eye, he saw the most dazzling brilliance he had ever seen in his life!

A flash of white light, without a sound.

The big Shuangfeng Patriarch was cut into pieces by the sword energy in front of him in just a moment, and turned into fine powder that he couldn't even see clearly! ! ! !

Xiang Yusheng was shocked in his heart, so much so that a jade-level martial artist was stunned on the spot with a folding fan in his hand.

Boom

Xie Qiutao seized the opportunity and swung a hammer on his back. Xiang Yusheng was thrown out more than 30 feet, and he splashed on the ground several times. He didn't come back to his senses, and his eyes were always on the place where the Shuangfeng Patriarch disappeared.

But it's not surprising that Xiang Yusheng was so surprised. There are only five five beasts of the heavenly officials, and there are only seven magic swords from ancient times to the present, and one of them was destroyed. There have been tens of thousands of years of millions of cultivators in the land of Jiuzhou. Except for the top few existences, how many people have seen such a thing that is far beyond common sense?

Not to mention standing on the opposite side.

After Xie Qiutao hammered Xiang Yusheng away, she wanted to finish him off, but she saw the white light from the corner of her eye and was stunned. Obviously, she didn't understand what it was.

If she hadn't seen that the place where the white light appeared was Taohua Zunzhu and Zuo Lingquan, Xie Qiutao would have thought that she accidentally angered the gods and brought heavenly punishment to this place!

And Qu Ganchen, who was originally watching and assessing the situation and preparing to run away, needless to say, stood there in a daze, with a mess of thoughts in his mind:

Oh my god! What the hell is this?

Fortunately, I know the situation...

I just had a fight with this thing, and my head is still on my neck?

This is not a case of "surviving a disaster will bring good fortune later"...

...

However, not everyone's eyes were attracted by the sword light.

The fire wall dozens of feet high divided the swamp into two.

The battle between Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao was very intense, but in fact, the situation on the other side was even more earth-shattering.

Chen Ming, the sword-wielding elder, also used the iconic double axes of Pofeng City. At first, he wanted to capture the king first, and first work together to deal with the sword demon Zuo Ci and Taohua Zunzhu, and then deal with the remaining small fish.

But he never expected that there were four kings in the team of the sword demon Zuo Ci, and they gave him a king bomb right away!

Chen Ming had just rushed halfway when he was separated from the battlefield by a fan from the charming woman dressed as a little lady.

Chen Ming wanted to rush over the golden fire wall, but as soon as he approached the fire wall, the scorching heat that burned his soul began to burn his limbs and bones, making it impossible for him to even pass through the fire wall with his consciousness to check the situation on the other side.

This was the first time Chen Ming had seen such a fierce flame, but he could tell at a glance that it was Phoenix Fire; only Phoenix Fire could show such terrible power.

Chen Ming stopped in front of the fire wall and turned to look at the woman holding the fire feather fan.

The woman was stunned and seemed a little frightened. She held the big fan with both hands and muttered something:

"Good sister, good sister, come here quickly..."

Even though Chen Ming saw that the other party had no fighting experience and had no courage, he was a little afraid to go up with the double axes when he saw such a fierce fire wall. When he was hesitating, he found something rushing over.

The low-grade spirit bird White Mountain Spirit, who was hiding behind the woman and looking around, may have sensed the fear of his master, so he jumped out to protect his master, spread his little wings, put on a ferocious look, ran towards him, and made a sound:

"Chijiji"

This was originally the roar of birds to deter the enemy, but it came from the mouth of such a white ball of hair, which was ridiculous no matter how you looked at it.

As a martial artist in the Netherworld realm, Chen Ming was not sure about the strength of this woman, so how could he be afraid of a large white mountain spirit?

He immediately chopped it with an axe.

The result...

Boom

A flame spurted out from the small beak of the white hair ball, and instantly turned into a fire dragon more than ten feet thick, melting a semicircular groove on the ground until it pressed towards him. ? ?

Is this a white mountain spirit?

None of the White Mountain Spirit Lords is that outrageous...

Chen Ming was confused at that time. Seeing that the color of the flame was wrong, he dared not touch it forcefully. He wanted to split the fire dragon with an axe, but he never thought that a treasure-level axe would turn red when it came into contact with the flame, and it would melt before his eyes. ? !

There was an incomprehensible look in Chen Ming's eyes, but his reaction was still there. Seeing that the situation was not good, he flew up to avoid the fire dragon.

It turned out that the vicious free-range chicken, whose wings were not just decorations, actually flew up and followed him, breathing fire.

The woman who originally asked for help seemed to have discovered that he was "without a fight" and began to wave her fan, causing waves of fire.

boom

boom

Because the white bird is so small, outsiders can only see a few flames crisscrossing the air when looking from a distance, so everything that touches it will be destroyed. The scene can be described as cruel.

When Chen Ming couldn't figure out the details of this broken bird, he dared to go up and chop it. Through his amazing eyesight, he also discovered that this bird was not invincible. As the white bird breathed fire, its size began to shrink. If it continued, he would use It won't take long for the 'sea of ​​​​qi' to be exhausted.

Chen Ming chose to play it slow, trying to delay time with his body skills, waiting for the evil bird to be exhausted before he could deal with the disorganized woman who was swatting flies randomly.

But unfortunately, just after Chen Ming was chased by the angry white-haired ball and jumped up and down a few times, there was a thunder in the sky.

thunderbolt

The vast power of heaven descends into the world.

The arrogant white bird shivered in fright, closed its beak immediately, and hid behind the woman, trembling.

Chen Ming was already confused by today's scene. Just when he was confused, something suddenly changed!

I saw a white light passing through the earth, instantly cutting off the wall of fire.

The white light spread forward to the end of the sky before disappearing, leaving only a wide cut as smooth as a mirror on the ground where it passed.

From the incision, it looks like a god swung a sword towards the ground, trying to split the land of Jiuzhou into two!

The scene on the other side also came into view again as the sword light lit up.

Chen Ming turned around with shock in his eyes, and saw that the ancestor of Shuangfeng had disappeared; the Valley Master of Duyou Valley, Xiang Yusheng, and the round-faced little girl were far away from each other. They were standing and lying together. They did not fight, but They all looked at the entrance of the underground cave with shocked expressions.

Chen Ming glanced over there, and saw two broken ax blades falling on the ground!

That's the ancestor's ax!

Chen Ming was horrified that his liver and gallbladder were split apart and his brain went blank, but the monk's instinct to survive in desperate situations was still there, and his body had subconsciously rushed out of the deserted bone beach, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Duyougu Xiang Yusheng was awakened by the sound of Chen Ming escaping. His face turned pale and he almost rolled and crawled towards the outside.

Seeing this, Xie Qiutao was about to pursue him with his iron pipa, but a voice came from behind:

"Come back, don't chase the poor bandits."

Xie Qiutao stopped hastily and flew back towards Lord Peach Blossom, only to see Lord Peach Blossom holding a cyan scabbard and forcing the scabbard onto the dazzling white light of the sword.

As for Zuo Lingquan, who was holding the hilt of the sword, the right half of his body was covered in blood, and his eyes had fallen into a daze after the beheading.

Tang Jingxun originally wanted to chase Chen Ming, but when he heard the noise, he retreated and ran to the other side of the fire wall:

"Xiao Zuo, that rogue ran away...ah"

A scream.

As soon as Tang Jingxuan ran past the wall of fire, he found Zuo Lingquan slowly falling to the ground at the original entrance to the underground palace.

Zuo Lingquan's body was covered in blood, and the right side of his robe was completely torn, and thousands of slowly healing sword marks could be seen.

Zuo Lingquan's right hand was the most severely injured. Although the wound was healing, some white bones could still be seen on the back and palm of the hand.

Tang Jingxun almost fainted from fright. Last time he saw Zuo Lingquan injured in Qihuang Valley, he was not that seriously injured. Suddenly seeing this scene, he couldn't bear it.

She rushed forward like crazy: "Xiao Zuo!"

Lord Peach Blossom pressed the Qingfeng sword back into its scabbard and supported Zuo Lingquan. Seeing that Tang Jingxuan was frightened, he said:

"It's okay, I can't die if I'm with him."

Lord Peach Blossom's words were not consolation. As long as she was in front of him, even if her body was shattered, her soul would still be able to stick to him before it dissipated. This injury was nothing.

However, the master of the Tianguan Divine Sword, Killing, was injured like this by the sword energy, and the killing energy penetrated all the limbs and bones.

Among the five elements, metal overcomes wood, and killing and healing are incompatible. Under the obstruction of the killing aura, it is impossible to restore Zuo Lingquan to his original state on the spot. It is estimated that he will need to recuperate for a while.

Lord Peach Blossom was not sure if there was another opponent coming, and no matter how much he had in mind, he couldn't say it at this time. After stabilizing Zuo Lingquan's injury, he raised his hand and waved, and threw out a miniature attic from his sleeve.

The pocket attic flew not far away and turned into a gorgeous three-story building on the swamp. On the door were hung the four words "Peach Blossom Yaoyao", suspended in the air.

"It's not a good place to stay here for a long time. You two take him up first, and I'll move the underground palace clean. Not a single stone will be left for Po Feng City."

"good……"

……——

The movement in the Barren Bone Beach was so great that even a blind man on the top of the mountain in Huajunzhou would not be able to feel it at all.

In just a few hours after the war, the events at the Desolate Bone Beach were spread to the ears of the major immortal sects through the Immortal Family’s intelligence facilities such as the Sky Escape Tower.

At this point, there is no need to guess Zuo Ci's background. Lord Peach Blossom can follow behind him as a wet nurse, so he must be from Dongzhou Southern League.

As for whether he is the 'Zuo Lingquan' or the apprentice of the Dongzhou Valkyrie, no one cares; because with the talent and strength currently displayed, this newly emerged junior does not rely on the name of Dongzhou Southern Alliance. , is also a strong man who cannot be underestimated. Does it matter what his name is?

You can't even pass the level of "Sword Demon", and you still want to guess the master. What can you do if the master doesn't have a master?

The reactions of the immortals from all sides to this matter, apart from the open suspicion, their private thoughts are also different.

The most terrified among them is Pofeng City.

Most of the disciples of Pofeng City are just hanging around in the sect, and they don't even know about the Immortal King Mausoleum. They may be taking a lunch break and suddenly hear that their ancestors have been killed!

The ancestors are the pillars of a sect. Once they die suddenly, the status of several sects will be reduced at the least, and they will be torn apart by wolves at the worst.

Almost at the moment when the news came, most of the disciples of Pofeng City ran away. After all, who knows whether the mountain giant who killed the ancestors will turn around and cut off the roots.

The remaining few direct disciples, running away is equivalent to losing everything. They can only open the sect protection formation, trembling and waiting for the opponent to come, and at the same time contact the four parties, promise huge benefits, and ask the ancestors of the sects who used to be on good terms to come and act as peacemakers.

Lin Zong Duyou Valley reacted similarly.

Valley Master Xiang Yusheng was so scared that he didn't dare to go home. He turned around and went directly to the Taoist ancestral temple to ask the Taoist ancestral temple to communicate with Dongzhou Nanmeng. He should pay money and apologize for his crimes. Don't do anything to exterminate the whole family. Killing him is not worth much immortal money. If he dirtys Zuo Jianxian's sword, it will be a loss.

And the one who was afraid and fortunate in the end was none other than the Xiaoshan Patriarch of Luojian Mountain.

Since the turmoil outside the sect, the Xiaoshan Patriarch has been wondering whether Zuo Lingquan's "I still have a sword" is fooling him.

Suddenly, he heard the news that the Shuangfeng Patriarch was chopped into pieces by the sword demon Zuo Ci. The Xiaoshan Patriarch, who was thinking about swordsmanship in the back mountain, was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and turned around to beat up Han Song and Song Qianji, the two trouble-making disciples.

After all, if the Xiaoshan Patriarch was crazy that day and said something rude and unbelieving, he would be the one to try this sword.

After such a long time, Patriarch Xiaoshan realized that he was dancing on the edge of a knife that day. How could he not be afraid?

As for other immortal families, because they did not go to the scene to watch, and heard that the Peach Blossom Lord of the Nine Sects was there, although they were amazed by Zuo Lingquan's explosive power, they were not too shocked.

After all, the Peach Blossom Lord's combat power is not good, but his ability to protect people cannot be underestimated. No matter how powerful the Shuangfeng Patriarch is, it is impossible for him to beat Zuo Lingquan to death in front of the Peach Blossom Lord.

It is not surprising that a sword cultivator born for fighting can burst out with so much powerful combat power when he knows that he can retreat unscathed, not to mention that the Peach Blossom Lord is there to assist and bless the combat power.

In the eyes of many mountain-top families, the impact of this dispute is actually not as great as Zuo Lingquan's single fight with Luojianshan, because that is Zuo Lingquan's real personal strength.

But anyway, after several disputes, the name of "Sword Demon" has been firmly established in Huajunzhou; how much trouble this boy will stir up in the future, only time will tell...——

Huhuhu

It was already night in a blink of an eye.

The attic floated above the clouds, the white moonlight sprinkled on the windows, and the sound of the wind blowing through the windows could be heard faintly.

The third floor of the suspended attic is the place where the monks live. There are wing rooms inside. The last master bedroom was originally the boudoir of Shangguan Patriarch, but after the attic changed hands, it became the lord of Taohua.

The warm yellow light filled every corner of the room.

Originally, there was nothing in the room, but the lord of Taohua specially decorated it for this long journey. In addition to the tea table and piano table moved from Taohuatan, there was also a portrait hanging on the wall. The portrait showed a beautiful woman in plain clothes, holding a girl with pigtails, and the girl was holding a flower branch in her hand.

On the dressing table in the boudoir, there were two swords lying flat.

The green sheathed long sword was as cold as ever, without any reaction.

The Xuanming Sword had a bit more spirituality, but this spirituality was not about the sword master. The sword could not speak, and if one had to describe the feeling emitted by the sword body, it would probably be: ‘I am just a pony pulling a big cart, and you dare to pull it out by force?’ ‘A three-year-old kid playing with a big knife, didn’t he hit his own foot?’ or something like that.

Zuo Lingquan lay flat with his eyes closed in the bed with peach blossoms carved on it, covered with a thin silk quilt.

Zuo Lingquan’s right arm was exposed, and the obvious external injuries had healed, but the black sword marks on the skin could be seen, each of which was a sword energy that penetrated into the skin and bones and gathered but did not disperse, and could be seen everywhere on the arm and right shoulder.

The Peach Blossom Lord, wearing a dark green dress, sat beside the bed, with a soft pillow on his knees, and placed Zuo Lingquan’s right arm on the soft pillow, and pierced the black sword marks with a golden needle to dispel the murderous aura in it.

For convenience, Peach Blossom Lord sat with his back to Zuo Lingquan, with his round and fragrant buttocks pressed against Zuo Lingquan's ribs. To outsiders, it looked like Zuo Lingquan was lying down, with his right arm around Peach Blossom Lord's waist.

It was a pity that Zuo Lingquan fainted after he drew his sword, and he was still fighting against the killing power that impacted his soul in his body. He had not woken up yet and could not experience this scene that made the immortals envious.

Peach Blossom Lord held Zuo Lingquan's hand, his eyes fixed on the colorful rope on his wrist, his eyes were slightly distracted, and even the golden needle in his hand stopped moving temporarily.

Peach Blossom Lord also knew that Zuo Lingquan had been carrying the colorful rope and had not taken it off. At that time, he did not think about it carefully, just thinking that the material was special, and Zuo Lingquan felt it was a pity to throw it away.

But after fighting with Shuangfeng Patriarch today, Zuo Lingquan's right arm was full of sword wounds, his robes were torn, and only this colorful rope was hanging alone on his bloodstained wrist.

That scene looked unprecedentedly shocking!

Peach Blossom Master felt distressed at the time.

She remembered that the last time she was bullied, someone protected her and treated her like a treasure. It was her master who had already parted ways.

She had long forgotten that feeling. Ever since her master left and she embarked on the path of spiritual practice alone, she had never thought that one day, there would be others like her master who couldn't bear the slightest injustice to her.

What we encountered today was not a big trouble. In the eyes of 'adults' like her and Shangguan Yutang, it's just a matter of two parties grabbing an opportunity, and it's not worth the effort, so just take the advantage and leave; the other party can get angry and curse a few words, without affecting the interests in hand.

But Zuo Lingquan, because the other party scolded her and looked down on her as the Lord of Dongzhou, he could fight with his life with his sword, and even 'threatened' the magic weapon on his waist.

Lord Peach Blossom has no doubt that now that Zuo Lingquan has not drawn his sword today, the supreme treasure that even the Immortal Lord on the mountain desires, will be abandoned by Zuo Lingquan without hesitation. He is a swordsman, and what he wants is a sword. The sword is not a useless waste.

If it is Jing Xun, Ling Ye and others who are threatened, Lord Peach Blossom can understand Zuo Lingquan's persistence in protecting his family.

But the other party just scolded her, scolding her as a mountain lord who did not need the protection of juniors.

Could it be that in Zuo Lingquan's heart, her dignity was more important than this supreme magic weapon?

Who am I to you? Is it worthy?

Lord Peach Blossom couldn't figure out the cause and effect, but she understood that the only person in the world who could value her more than anything else was her master.

But what level of master is Master? What realm is Zuo Lingquan?

Moreover, Master would not go to fight someone just because she was scolded...

Silly boy...

…

Lord Peach Blossom's thoughts were wandering, and he gradually forgot the original intention of sitting here, until his right arm on his knees moved, and a soft hum came from behind:

"Forehead……"

……——

My family comes over to celebrate the New Year and I have to do a lot of cleaning. I live alone all year round and it’s hard for me to concentrate on coding when there are people in the house. I have to rent a house outside and move my computer there to use as a studio, which is a bit busy. But I am not slow to update. I have tried my best to keep the chapters straight, otherwise the last sentence would be:

'Until the right arm on his knee moved and hugged her waist...'

(The word count is stuck, this line of writing is free.)