Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Before long, the neon light was like a torrent of stars, rushing across the sky, filling the sky with brilliance.

The figure of the talisman beads was instantly submerged in the neon crowd, and the hanging moon epiphyllum shook violently and began to fall away.

puff-

The dagger pierced the center of Neon's eyebrows and dissipated instantly. The girl with black hair and black clothes popped out a drop of bright red blood, hitting the falling apricot crystal fragment.

Countless falling lights left countless bright straight lines, like the most beautiful scenery in the world, but Fu Zhu had no intention of admiring it.

The sword intent around her was like ripples spreading out layer by layer, with a soft "boom" sound, red, yellow, blue and purple, and colorful lines raining down, making a pleasant sound.

Lou Jinxiao clasped his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said, "You are cheating."

"Stop talking nonsense, the illusion is about to disappear."

When Lou Jinxiao heard this, he was not in a hurry. Feng Qing calmly connected his two fingers, and the thin lines of the wounds oozing out blood drops like red sun, swirling with the wind.

In an instant, the light and shadow seemed to be stagnant, suddenly covered with red rain.

Just because Liuli Huanque couldn't use spiritual power didn't mean they had no other means.

Fu Zhu whispered to himself: "Maybe it won't necessarily take four years."

Lou Jinxiao was noncommittal and did not answer the question.

There is no spring or autumn in Yanyue Mountain, no rotation of four seasons, and time passes slowly and quickly.

A neon launched its attack, and its momentum was as vast as a river. Fu Zhu quickly dodged away, and colorful colors flashed across her eyes. In the blink of an eye, she grabbed the tail of the neon beast.

The Neon beast swung violently, but the girl's strength was surprisingly strong, and it didn't look like she had been fighting for hours or even days.

The snow-white sword light reflected the girl's thin face. Fu Zhu's eyes were determined and he decisively pierced the dagger into the skin of the Ni beast. His body turned into a gust of wind and opened a line on the back of the Ni beast.

call--

it is finally over.

Fu Zhu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, turned around and looked at Lou Jinxiao, his voice was a little hoarse, "What happens next?"

The one she just killed was the last one.

Lou Jinxiao was sitting cross-legged. His arms under his wide sleeves were covered with a thick layer of colored glaze, but he hid them well and acted as if nothing had happened.

Hearing Fu Zhu's question, Lou Jinxiao opened his eyes with a faint light: "Then I will cast Tu Ni, break the Tianmen, kill the Ni Emperor, and open the Fantasy Palace."

Of course she knew how to cast the Tu Ni Sword to kill the Ni Emperor, but the question was how to cast the Tu Ni Sword. She was really confused.

The most annoying thing is people who show off and pretend to be sophisticated.

Fu Zhu bit her back teeth and sat down to rest and calm down. She may have been trapped in Liuli Fantasy Palace for too long and became a little irritable.

Suddenly, the crystal fragments around her floated, like swarms of orderly fish crossing the water waves and surrounding Lou Jinxiao. The solidified crystal turned into misty ribbons, lingering and flying.

A flash of surprise appeared in Fu Zhu's eyes, and he saw a ray of faint red light flashing one after another, constructing a complex spell in mid-air at a speed that was extremely difficult to see clearly.

Although Fuzhu has an extraordinary memory, he can only remember a few or eight.

The sword sounds, the sword is finished!

The corner of Lou Jinxiao's mouth raised a smile that said he was sure of victory. One hundred and eight runes, to him, what did they mean?

"The Tu Ni Sword is ready, and I will leave it to you next." Lou Jinxiao pushed the hilt of the sword with his palm, and the dreamlike Tu Ni Sword crossed the water waves and was sent to the talisman bead.

Fu Zhu gently held the sword, and countless pictures suddenly passed through his mind like a horse, a life of millions of Ni. She only held the sword for a moment, and her energy was weakening.

She knew that Lou Jinxiao was not so kind.

This sword will eat away at her spirit. If she holds the sword for too long, she might become an idiot.

Lou Jinxiao relaxed his expression casually and said lazily: "This is not because I am plotting against you."

"Because you opened the Fantasy Palace, you can only kill Emperor Ni."

Fu Zhu didn't make a sound and just slashed out with a sword. With just one strike, the Tianmen shattered, the epiphyllum withered, and her little face suddenly turned pale. The price of using the Tu Ni Sword is that the soul shakes violently.

She can fire up to three swords.

Since entering Liuli Fantasy Palace, she has been led by Lou Jinxiao almost all the time, but she can't help it. She wants to imagine Fantasy Palace more than Lou Jinxiao.

Because you want something, you are passive.

"The Emperor Ni is coming out."

Lou Jinxiao stood up, with a different kind of light flashing in his eyes.

Yo——

The Ni Huang is like a dragon, with two horns hanging from his head, hanging epiphyllum flowers, and a slender and graceful figure, wandering in the air without any support.

Fu Zhu half-squinted his eyes, observing Ni Huang's trajectory, and held out two swords as he thought.

The sword energy was separated in sequence, and a stream of Yingying sword light hit him forcefully. Nihuang moved around quickly, and his body suddenly had several sword marks.

Clang!

The cold sword sound resounded throughout Luomeng City, and Fu Zhu stood with his sword in front of him, repelling the incoming Four Symbols Heaven and Earth Lock.

"It's really impressive to be able to react like this after using Tu Ni Sword." Lou Jinxiao flew up, stepped on a heaven and earth chain, and praised lightly.

His black hair was flying, he was dressed in red, and there were hundreds of demon soldiers below him, waiting in full formation.

The Tu Ni Sword had already turned invisible. Fu Zhu realized that Huan Que had disappeared and immediately summoned Shuang Xueming.

Facing the siege, the girl seemed very calm. This was a situation that Fu Zhu had imagined countless times in her mind.

The Four Symbols Heaven and Earth Lock made a soft sound, and a graceful purple figure descended gracefully and landed on another chain, it was Yu Fuguang.

There was no emotion or anger on her frivolous and cold face. She stared at the girl in black on the ground, her red lips opened and closed, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Turning his eyes, he faced Lou Jinxiao with undisguised disdain and said, "If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you do."

"Since she has been brought into the Liuli Fantasy Palace, why did she be released again?"

Lou Jin Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with disapproval, and he said in a leisurely tone, "Is it possible for me to die together with her?"

Yu Fuguang didn't know much about Liuli Huanque. After snorting coldly, he stopped making any sound and attacked with his sword.

She was defeated by a young girl in the battle at Naoshan that year, and since then she has worked diligently and practiced swordsmanship in order to compete again one day.

Lou Jinxiao knew about this grudge and did not intend to intervene for the time being, but he was always paying attention to the battle situation and was ready to take action when Yu Fuguang was defeated.

That's right, Lou Jinxiao has already acquiesced in his heart that Yu Fuguang will lose, and he will definitely lose. After all, no one knows Yu Fuguang's swordsmanship better than him.

He is considered a master, but he cannot be said to be unparalleled.

There are nine realms of swordsmanship, and after the nine realms is the realm of transformation. Swordsmanship has reached the level of the realm of transformation, and it is the true realm of the great master of swordsmanship.

Above the realm of transformation, there are two realms, namely the true realm of returning to one's original nature, and the ultimate realm of swordsmanship, which is the highest goal, also known as the holy realm.

Yu Fuguang experienced the loss of spirit and regained the sword. It was a blessing in disguise and stepped onto the threshold of the true realm. However, Fu Zhu entered the true realm from the moment he held the sword. After that, he spent all his time pursuing the holy realm.

She was born to practice swordsmanship.

Wu Sheng stared at the situation in front of Yanyue Mountain without blinking. He almost wanted to step forward, but Cheng Lu held him down.

He sighed slightly: "I didn't expect that after three and a half years, Liuli Huanque disappeared, and it would be such a tense situation."

"Young Master, it's better not to step forward, lest you get accidentally hurt."

(End of this chapter)