Fairy, put down the knife first

Chapter 113 Little Brew, Master Has Won
Including Lin Niang.

No one has ever seen such a sword.

This sword is clean and simple.

Just like the white snow in Yangchun.

Plain white.

It seems that everything in the world has lost its color under this sword.

"Xiao Yao, do you know why snow is white?"

"Why?"

"Because it may have forgotten its original color"

Lin Nong couldn't help but recall the words his master said to him when he taught him how to use swordsmanship.

At that time, Lin Niang didn't really understand what his master meant.

But now, Lin Niang feels that he seems to understand a little bit.

It turned out that at that time, the master was passing on the supreme kendo she had comprehended to herself.

As always, Master always keeps the best for himself
Hands up.

Sword falls.

Just a simple sword.

It was just an ordinary sword swing.

The ten miles of ice turned into shattered ice spots of stars, floating in the air, reflecting the light between the sky and the earth, like white crystal light spots flying in the air.

The darkness between heaven and earth was washed away by plain white, like thick black ink being washed away by ice springs.

The black sun that fell turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated invisible.

In the sky, the monster's arm was completely shattered, and the entire monster's head was chopped off and fell from the sky.

It's just that the monster's head hadn't landed on the ground yet, a void was opened under the head, and the head fell directly into the void.

The headless monster left the world, and the gap in the sky gradually healed.

After a sword strike, the sky cleared up.

Yan Suxue still stood there, motionless.

In front of Yan Suxue, the seven elders of the Presbyterian Church and the hall masters and peak masters all lowered their heads in disbelief, looking at her.

Their bodies are gradually turning into pieces of ice and dissipating, together with their spirits, disappearing into the entire world.

They never saw the sword clearly.

I don't even know how I died.

"How is it possible?" The head of the Presbyterian Church asked in disbelief.

"This is impossible!"

"impossible!!!"

Under the unwilling cries of the other party, they were reduced to debris and belonged to the whole world. From then on, they no longer existed.

"puff!"

Feng Zonghua did not die.

He spit out a mouthful of blood and fled.

Sure enough, the monks in the Ascension Realm would not die so easily, after all, the Ascension Realm monks were already the pinnacle of this world.

But Feng Zonghua is definitely at the end of his battle, and now Feng Zonghua is just dying, a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm might be able to kill Feng Zonghua.

"Elder Long, please excuse me."

Looking at Feng Zonghua who was gradually flying away, Lin Niang's eyes shone coldly.

Feng Zonghua had to die, otherwise when his injuries healed, a monk who had ascended to the Ascension Realm would definitely be a serious concern to him.

Not to mention that Feng Zonghua knew everything about the Heavenly Demon Sect.

If one day, Feng Zonghua and the protagonist meet, if Feng Zonghua and the protagonist Xiao Wu collude, it will be really unlucky.

This possibility is not impossible, and even very likely.

"Yes!"

Long Xier flew into the air, a ball of flames wrapped her body, when the flames dissipated, Long Xier turned into a huge fire dragon, chasing in the direction of Feng Zonghua.

Above the sky, Yan Suxue, who had exhausted all her spiritual power and strength, fell down.

Lin Nong quickly flew into the sky, holding his master in his arms.

"Xiao Niang, Master has won." In Lin Niang's arms, Yan Suxue, who was pale, smiled brightly and movingly, without the murderous coldness before.

Only then did Lin Ning realize that it seemed that Master's smile was all for him.

Except for himself, Master had never smiled so innocently at others.

"Well, Master is the most powerful." Lin Nong pulled the silver hair around Yan Suxue's cheeks behind her ears, "Master, rest well, I will take care of the next thing."

"Hmmmm~"

Yan Suxue pressed against Lin Nong's chest, rubbed her small face into Lin Nong's arms, closed her eyes slowly, and hit Lin Nong's chest with her steady breath, like a girl who was tired from playing, in the arms of her sweetheart. Sleeping little girl.

Lin Niang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this battle is very dangerous, risks always coexist with opportunities.

After this battle, Lin Niang can guarantee that the master will enter the state of seclusion again, and when the master leaves the seclusion again, he may be among the top three in the world.

"Ying, master, I'm begging you, please take master to my Shengzi peak, call all the monks in Yan Luodian to guard at Shengzi peak, no one can get close."

Lin Nong ordered to Ying, compared to Shengzhu Peak, Shengzifeng's magic circle is stronger, which is also arranged by Yan Suxue for Lin Nong.

"Obey, young master." Ying naturally understood Lin Niang's meaning.

Now that Yan Suxue is in an exhausted coma, anyone can kill her, and it is inevitable that other people will have different intentions.

"Sang Ying, Mu Dan, you also go back with Yi Yi." Lin Niang said to the two of them.

"Then, young master, what about you?" Mudan asked anxiously.

"I..." Lin Niang looked into the distance, which was the direction Feng Zonghua was escaping from, "I don't feel at ease if I don't see Feng Zonghua die with my own eyes!"

In the blink of an eye, Feng Zonghua flew out of the Heavenly Demon Sect with the help of a magic weapon.

But Feng Zonghua did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Feng Zonghua already felt the huge dragon power behind him.

And that Longwei is getting closer and closer.

"Damn it!" Feng Zonghua cursed, and took out a sword case from the storage bag.

The sword box was opened, and there were seven pocket swords in total.

After chanting the sword formula, seven small pocket swords flew out of the sword box, stabbing at Long Xi'er who was chasing closer and closer.

"Roar!"

Long Xi'er spit out a mouthful of flames, melting the four small swords, and dodged sideways, dodging the two small swords.

But there was a small sword that pierced Long Xi'er's dragon wings through a small hole.

"Wow!"

Long Xier cried out in pain.

Logically speaking, to Long Xi'er, such a small long sword was like being pricked by a needle.

But that kind of pain is heart-wrenching.

Enduring the severe pain, Long Xi'er continued to chase.

Fortunately, the severe pain only lasted for three breaths. Even if Long Xier was a little slower, she still caught up.

"Roar!"

Long Xier spat out a mouthful of dragon breath.

The scorching dragon flames burned towards Feng Zonghua like overwhelming the sky.

Feng Zonghua chanted Fa Jue, a pearl floated beside Feng Zonghua, and then split instantly, turning into layers of waves, enveloping Feng Zonghua.

Unexpectedly, a dragon's tail passed through the flames and slapped Feng Zonghua heavily!
Feng Zonghua was caught off guard.

"Boom!"

Feng Zonghua was slapped heavily by the dragon's tail to the ground, smashing directly through two mountain peaks.

(End of this chapter)