Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 468: Wash away the brilliance
Ye Jun laughed wildly for a while, put away his weapon, stopped laughing, and his gloomy face became calm.

He did not go back on his word and directly told Fu Zhuer Tochika the news.

"What you are looking for is on the Shenshu Terrace."

Ye Jun said, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, with great interest, "The Divine Tree Terrace has been very lively recently. All the demon kings and unconscious demons in the Small God Realm will be led there. Instead of going there and becoming food for the demons, why don't you be a good person and lend me this body for a while. When you leave the Small God Realm, I will return the body to you. It's the best of both worlds, isn't it good?"

Fu Zhu had a blank expression on his face: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"How can you use the art of possessing bodies every other day? Even if you have a secret method to possess bodies continuously, I don't want to help the evil!"

Ye Jun's expression gradually turned cold: "Then let's see who's the real deal!"

He took out a dragon bone spear, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated from the silver-white spear body. Fuzhu could feel that there seemed to be a dragon soul inside that had not completely dissipated.

Wherever Ye Jun's spear passed, an indescribable aura of terror was stirred up. Countless runes appeared out of thin air and danced in the air. A silver dragon phantom curled its tail among the runes.

Amid the sound of wind and thunder, an angry dragon roar was heard. Then, a violent wave of air came.

Thousands of sand pillars kept changing their positions, galloping across the vast small divine realm. The phantom of a silver dragon rushed straight through the wind and sand!
As the talisman beads were put away and put away, Frost and Snow were taken away, and the Jingping Immortal Sword was sacrificed.

When the magic sword appeared, Ye Jun narrowed his eyes. He could feel that the opponent's sword contained great power, which was no worse than his own dragon bone spear.

Fuzhu swung his sword vertically, and the majestic and endless sword energy went out with the force to destroy the city. An ice-blue dragon soul phantom came over with wind and frost. The two dragon shadows intertwined together and rushed straight into the sky!

The entire sky was covered by the huge dragon body. In the silver and blue light, balls of light kept shooting out and fell to the ground like meteors.

Boom boom boom!
Dust and sand are flying.

Fu Zhu and Ye Jun had been fighting for hundreds of rounds in the heavy rain. The Dragon Bone Spear pressed heavily on the Jingping Immortal Sword. Ye Jun said, "Your spiritual power is depleted, and you will be infected by the turbid air of the Small God Realm."

"Don't worry about it." Fu Zhu drew his sword, and the arc-shaped sword light passed in front of Ye Jun's throat.

The two men quickly distanced themselves from each other, and Ye Jun's gun shot out like a dragon, aiming at Fu Zhu's jaw again.

She leaned back slightly, moved quickly behind Ye Jun, and thrust out a sword.

boom!
Ye Jun fell back to the ground with his back straight, holding up the Dragon Bone Spear and the tip of the Jingping Immortal Sword, stabbing at his throat.

When there was still an inch of distance, the Tianxuan forbidden spell was passively triggered, and Fuzhu's sword encountered an obstacle and could no longer move forward.

Ye Jun stood up and moved forward, letting the tip of the Jingping Immortal Sword press against him: "I said, you can't kill me."

Fu Zhu snorted, let go of the sword, put two fingers together, drew a sword spell at an extremely fast speed, and hit the hilt of the sword.

She placed her palm against the hilt of the sword and pushed hard. An extremely faint sound was heard clearly by both men.

Fuzhu hooked her hand, and the sword fell back into her palm. She smiled brightly and said, "Who said I can't break the Tianxuan forbidden spell?"

Ye Jun's expression was greatly moved, because he could clearly feel the changes in his body. She actually broke a layer of the forbidden spell!
He worked so hard for hundreds of years to create 7749 spells, but he could only untie one of them.

Yet, in such a short time, she used the most brutal method to cut off a layer.

The sword cultivators believe that one sword can break everything, and it is indeed true.

Ye Jun's eyes gradually became darker. He raised the dragon bone spear and charged towards Fu Zhu. Each of his moves was fierce, and each one was aimed at seeking death.

Of course Fuzhu will help him.

The sword was so cold that even the air seemed to be frozen.

The Tianxuan forbidden spell was activated several times. Fuzhu's head was covered in sweat and her hair was sticking to her face. She cast a large-scale water frost spell.

This is considered a small area of ​​hers. Within the range of Water Frost Technique, her perception and speed will be greatly enhanced.

Every snowflake is equivalent to her five senses.

The talisman beads can clearly sense the opponent's trajectory.

She thrust her sword diagonally, the sword light brushed past Ye Jun's eyebrows and cut off a few strands of white hair. Clang!
Fu Zhu's sword hit Ye Jun's dragon bone spear hard, and his body staggered backwards, with the sword pointing straight to his forehead!
The Tianxuan forbidden spell was triggered and then extinguished.

Fu Zhu was not unaware of Ye Jun's intention. He wanted to use his sword to break the Tianxuan forbidden spell.

why?
He didn't even want a life-saving spell.

Knowing it was an open conspiracy, Fu Zhu still joined the game.

If she doesn't destroy these Tianxuan forbidden spells, she won't be able to kill Ye Jun.

It would be fine if this madman didn't bother her, but this madman is unreasonable. He wants to take over her body. What a wishful thinking.

Something suddenly flashed through Fu Zhu's mind.

Does he want his own body because he doesn't want to be an evil cultivator?

Fu Zhu's eyes moved slightly, and there was a bit more scrutiny in the look he gave Ye Jun.

The other person frowned in disgust: "What's that look in your eyes?"

Fu Zhu did not answer. Thirteen pure sword lights flashed in the turbid sky of the small divine world, like thirteen suns, high above.

The sword light was cold, pure and clear, containing a terrifying and majestic aura.

The demons all around let out miserable screams under the shining sword light and turned into nothingness.

The black air in the sandstorm turned into an invisible and light air, slowly rising into the sky.

Ye Jun was stabbed by the sword light and closed his eyes. Even though he knew that he had the Tianxuan forbidden spell on him, he still subconsciously wanted to hide.

But it was too late.

Thirteen white suns swooped down and transformed into thirteen sword light beams, rushing towards Ye Jun's body!

Click.

Click.

……

The Tianxuan forbidden spells were broken layer by layer.

After an unknown amount of time, the sword light disappeared and the remaining sword energy in the air floated like willow catkins, swaying precariously.

"Cough cough..."

Ye Jun coughed weakly twice, and he felt his body was lighter than ever before, and all the turbid air weighing tens of millions of pounds was swept away!

He stretched out his hand, examined it carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, he burst into laughter.

The tip of a sword poked his chin, and Ye Jun's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked up at Fuzhu without any fear, but smiled and asked, "What a good sword move, does it have a name?"

"Wash away all the evil." Fuzhu said, "Wash away all the evil with one sword, and return to your true self."

This is the sword intent of washing away all impurities.

It is also the aspiration set by the founder.

A sword is a dead object and has no consciousness. Only humans have consciousness.

The sword's intention is the intention of the one holding the sword.

Every sword practitioner has his own sword intent, but some people cannot find their own unchanging sword intent throughout their entire life.

Some people have found their own sword intent and stopped it from turning. As a result, the sword intent becomes eternal and is preserved forever. The younger generations of the Sword Sect, like Fu Zhu, can recognize it, comprehend it, and finally use it to remove all the dross.