Beyond the Divine States

In the yard, two people fight against each other. Zhao Xiang'er throws a peach sword to him. Ning long frowns and says, "isn't it a fist?"

Zhao xianger asked, "do you want to change it to iron?"

Ning Changjiu had to compromise and said, "what kind of sword do your highness plan to feed today?"

Zhao Xiang'er said, "I don't know how to use swords. How can I use swordsmanship?"

Ning Changjiu said: "sword moves can not be used, but after a long time, everyone has his own familiar movements. These invisible moves are also moves."

Zhao xianger thought for a while, nodded and said, "there is some truth."

Although she agrees with Ning Changchang's point of view, the speed of her sword is not slower than half a minute. The peach sword skips over the dark frozen soil and rises with her figure. The tip of the sword falls from the sky and stabs Ning Changchang's chest. Ning Changchang returns to the sword. The tip of the wooden sword slides through the slot on the axis of his sword body and lowers Ning Changchang's figure.

The two wooden swords stab each other one by one. In the moment when they wipe each other, the clothes and skirts of both sides whirl, covering the path of the wooden swords. They all stab away at a very tricky angle. Between the two white swords, the shadow of the wooden swords flits by, such as a diving sparrow. The instant touch makes the unique dull sound of the wood. The two swords stagger, the swords touch each other, and slide forward.

It seems that there is a spirit in their heart. They twist their wrists at the same time and twist the sword body together. If these two flexible iron swords are full of spirit, they are likely to be twisted together like ramen.

But now the two wooden swords collided and twisted, only a little broken sawdust was wiped out. When the tip of the sword reached the wrist, Ning long took the lead to let go, patted the hilt, and hit the peach sword directly at the other side's chest. However, Zhao xianger was not moved. He stepped back slightly, and the other hand caught the incoming sword like lightning and flint, and the sword in his hand kept on pursuing.

The point of the sword was close to Ning Changchang's throat. Ning Changchang's body was too late to retreat, and he leaned back suddenly. At the same time, he stretched out his leg to kick her wrist, trying to break the power of the hand holding the sword.

Although Zhao xianger's long sword failed, the other hand holding the sword directly cut it off and hit his leg. Ning long suffered from the pain, and the numbness of his leg bone could not be quickly dispelled. Zhao xianger's wrist did not escape. He was hit by Ning Long's toe, and his sword hand was half patted, but he could not continue to pursue.

Ning Changjiu stands still. One finger precisely catches Zhao xianger's sword edge, which he wants to change. As soon as his finger moves up along the sword edge, he slides down to the nearest part of the tan. He clasps his finger and locks it tightly. Then he suddenly twists his finger. If he wants to win the sword, Zhao xianger sneers and shakes his other hand and wrist, saying: "give it back to you."

The wooden sword that had been taken away before flew out from the side like a whirling blade. After circling in the air, it stabbed Ning Changchang's vest. Ning Changchang was unable to take the sword for a short time and was forced to give up. On one side of his body, he reluctantly avoided the stab.

Back stab a sword, castration does not stop, wipe his armpit, sword body flying after more than half, rather long straight behind to grasp the hilt, through the unbroken sword power forward stab past.

"That's all I've learned in a month?" Zhao Xiang'er suddenly raised his hand, raised the wooden sword in his hand, and watched the coming of his sword like a blaze of light. He chopped it down like a snake.

With a slap, the shock is transmitted to the tiger's mouth along the wooden sword. It's better to shake the spiritual power at the same time and counteract it before the shock comes. The power of the sword is still fast, but not slow. Zhao Xiang'er's eyes flash a look of approval, but it's not light at all. The spiritual power is poured into the wooden sword. With a swing of the sleeve, he directly swings it down, and then hits another sword to completely disperse the sword's spirit.

In mid air, the body of the wooden sword was bent. Although Ning had not let go for a long time, the strength of the sword on his arm seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, so it was difficult to lift it.

Zhao Xiang'er, however, is reluctant to give up. He smashes his sword at his wrist. Ning Chang withdraws his sword in a hurry to avoid it. At last, he is hit again. The sword in his hand escapes and falls. Ning Chang raises his toes and kicks the handle that is about to fall to the ground. After the wooden sword is forced, he changes his direction and stabs Zhao Xiang'er straightly.

Of course, this sword can't hurt her. It's just a long-term procrastination. Zhao Xiang'er flicks his finger, hits the tip of the sword accurately, and hits the sword to the ground again.

She flashed to Ning Changchang's body. With a slap, she made an eye-catching red mark on Ning Changchang's palm with a wooden sword. She said sarcastically, "after a month's hard training, have you made so much progress?"

Ning Changchang's previous life was more than a little bit higher than her. Now he was taught by a 16-year-old girl. He was angry in his heart. He reached for her sword edge and said, "you have the ability to compete with one sword at the same time!"

Zhao xianger didn't feel ashamed of the pressure. He opened his sword grabbing hand and said, "what if you can be invincible in the same situation? If you meet an opponent, how many places can you let him control himself? "

With that, Zhao xianger's long sword forced him again, shaking out countless sword ideas, encircling the unarmed Ning Changjiu and leaving, forcing him to retreat continuously. The wooden sword broke through the shadow of the sword and hit him in the palm again. Ning Changjiu withdrew his hand and squeezed it tightly to dissipate the pain.

"I'm asking you to punch me, not to be violent!" Ning long side difficult to dodge Zhao xianger's offensive, said.

Zhao xianger hit him again in the palm of the hand and said, "I can't fight Lu's marriage."

Ning Chang's hands are on the back, and Zhao Xiang'er's figure is like the wind. She reaches out her hand to block Ning Chang's chest and seal his castration. With the other hand, she hits him on the back with the body of the sword and knocks him to the ground three times in a row. Zhao Xiang'er's sword spirit comes again and stops in front of his eyebrows.

Zhao xianger suddenly asked, "do you really want me to press the border?"

Ning Changjiu smiles, shakes his head, looks very firm, and says: "no, your highness is right. If you fight against others, which enemy will make you even half a realm?"

Zhao xianger whispered: "if I don't press the border, I will almost kill you?"

Rather long look is still serious, as if to say: "rest assured, I can't die."

Zhao xianger let out a gentle hum.

Ning Changchang looked relaxed and said with a smile: "if your highness really dares to be in the same situation, I'm afraid it's you who are falling on the ground at the moment. I have a lot of hatred. Don't expect me to show mercy."

"To die." Zhao xianger's lips are slightly pursed, and her black hair dances wildly. Her broad sleeves swing and her sword stabs out. Her arms and sword are almost in line. On her stiff back, her clothes and skirts are almost in line with her neck.

Ning long astringed all his looks and tried to grasp the tip of the sword with his fingers.

Then, Ning long screamed in the courtyard.

Ning Xiaoling, who cleans up the room in the door, sighs. She puts the broom aside and goes to the back of the door. She opens the door and peeks out.

She was a little resentful. She thought to herself, what's the matter with elder martial brother? After going home, she didn't come to see me first, but fought with elder sister Xiang'er. She knew that she couldn't fight. Elder martial brother's brain is broken.

Just a few rounds later, after Ning had lost the fight as expected for a long time, there was almost no chance to fight back. When Ning Xiaoling looked at what was happening in the yard, she always felt that it was like a small village woman chasing a naughty little white goose with a feather duster.

As soon as Ning Xiaoling's idea appeared, he shook his head again. He thought that if he wanted to change a big white goose, he might dare to kill sister Xiang'er.

What a shame, elder martial brother.

She curled her mouth, pinched the corner of her dress, gently rubbed it, calm face, I don't know what she was hesitating about. After a while, she finally summoned up the courage, pushed the door and went out, and said in a loud voice: "don't fight!"

When Zhao xianger saw her coming out, he stopped his sword. He gave her a strange look and asked, "what's the matter?"

Ning Xiaoling said seriously: "don't bully my elder martial brother!"

Zhao xianger said with a smile: "little younger martial sister is so tough?"

Ning Xiaoling did not know where the courage came from and said, "I want to beat you and me together."

Zhao Xiang'er looked at her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and behind her, Ning long stood up, patted the frozen soil on her clothes, and said, "younger martial sister, what are you doing in the beginning of immortality? What can this little body do? What's more, elder martial brother is practicing. Do you want to delay elder martial brother's practice? "

Ning Xiaoling puffed her cheeks and said, "elder martial brother, I just..."

Before she finished, Ning Changjiu came to her body, patted her on the shoulder, and interrupted, "younger martial sister, when the realm reaches Tongxian Shangjing, I'll have a fight with your sister xianger."

Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened and her mouth opened, but she suddenly felt that the hand on her shoulder increased some strength. At the same time, she also felt Ning Changchang's mind - it was a strange emotion.

She looked as if she understood something after a slight delay.

Ning Xiaoling glared at him and said angrily, "hum, you don't care. If you like to be beaten, you will be beaten. If you kill me, I will bury you in the snow."

With that, she pouted in anger, turned and ran back to the house, grabbed the broom and brushed the dust off the ground.

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On the other side of the yellow spring, a wheelchair was pushed into the deep lane. Mrs. Bai, who was wearing a white fox fur, was sitting in the wheelchair.

Shubai followed her in silence, pushing the wheelchair slowly forward without saying a word.

"Do you know why I didn't fight Zhao xianger?" Mrs. Bai asked.

Shubai shook his head: "I don't know."

This month, I do not know why, Mrs. Bai's body has not been much better, not only the realm of stagnation, legs are worse day by day, today is difficult to walk, she lived in the yard for a month, today suddenly let Shubai push her to the river, Shubai pushed her to the river, but met Zhao xianger.

Shu Bai didn't know whether it was a coincidence or Mrs. Bai had expected it. At that time, his first reaction was fear. He was very clear about the physical condition of Bai's elder sister at the moment, and knew that Zhao xianger would almost die as long as she did.

But I don't know why, they stood against each other across the river bank for a long time, and finally left without a big fight.

He was in a cold sweat.

Mrs. Bai looked very self-conscious and was pushed forward by him. Her fingers gently stroked the soft fur on her knees and said, "if they kill me, will you avenge me?"

Shubai didn't speak, just pushed the wheelchair forward with his head down.

The wooden wheel with black skin rolled over the snow, leaving a long rut, winding away in the dark without head or tail.

Mrs. Bai continued: "you thought I was dead. How did you feel when you saw me alive?"

Shubai was silent for a while and said truthfully, "I'm afraid."

Mrs. Bai laughed and said, "I thought you would be very happy."

Shu Bai tightly grasped the back of the wheelchair, and the meridians protruded from the back of his hand, like a struggling little green snake, "people in this half of the city... Are dead."

Mrs. Bai's eyes were full of enchantment, and her long dark hair flowed down on her body. In the pure black and white, her red lips were particularly eye-catching. She felt the killing behind her, but turned a blind eye to it, and said with a smile, "then why don't you kill me?"

"You know I won't kill you," Shubai said with a miserable smile

Mrs. Bai gave a hum, folded her hands on her thigh and said, "it's better than the other side. Here, I can guarantee that those souls will not be eaten by the insects."

Shubai shook his head and said, "but they can't live forever."

Mrs. Bai looked at the red moon and said, "as long as I'm still here, they can live all the time. As long as they exist, what's the difference between living and dead?"

Tree white way: "if one day, the sun came out?"

"It's day now, but the sun can't shine into the city. It can't shine in forever... It's said that someone shot down the sun in the past. I don't have a bow and arrow, but I have a moon, and I can accomplish the same feat."

Tree white raised his head, looking at the red moon, no more questions.

"I don't like the horse and the cow." Said Shubai.

"They can't die yet. If one day they have to die, I'll let you do it."

Shubai gave a sound.

They pushed for a while in the snow, and when they were near the entrance of the alley, Shubai stopped.

At the end of the street corner, many shadows suddenly appeared.

Those shadows, like countless crows, swarmed into the alley and stopped in front of Mrs. Bai.

Mrs. Bai raised her head and looked ahead.

In the alley, dozens of corpse shadows stand in front of us. Those figures are shaking and their pale eyes are like countless bats crowded together. Even if they fall into the long darkness, they can still clearly feel their anger.

"Witch!" Someone came out of the crowd with a long knife. The tip of the knife pointed to Mrs. Bai and said angrily, "you finally dare to come out today, demon girl!"

Mrs. Bai said calmly, "I've been in that yard, but you don't have the courage

Come to me

"Who knows what tricks you have?" The man sneered: "now we are all here, witch, you are desperate today. The moment you walk out of the yard today is your death."

Baifu humanity: "why do you think you can kill me?"

The head's hand stretched backward, and a bloody head was handed over. It was the head of a tall horse.

The horse's head was hit on the ground, and the man put a knife into the horse's neck. He sneered: "a month ago, dozens of adult men were not his opponents, but today we killed him and cut off his neck without much effort. Your horse is dead, and the head of the mad cow will be cut off in front of you soon. You are getting weaker all the time, Your right arm was killed, but it couldn't be stopped... We endured humiliation, and finally we have to wait until today! "

Shubai stared at the head of the dead horse and frowned.

At the moment, in the deep lane, the man with a long knife roared: "we have already said that we will not let you go even if we are ghosts! Today, you will surely die

The angry cry shook the snow off the wall, and the anger of the ghost behind him was aroused with his words. They were all the ghosts who died directly or indirectly in the city under the claws of Mrs. white bone. They watched their relatives die one by one, from living people to half people and half ghosts, and then to real ghosts who could never see the sun.

They had a great fear of Mrs. Bai, but finally, after killing the horse's face today, their chest was filled with the feeling of blood and water.

They had the confidence to kill Mrs. Bai. On this day, Mrs. Bai just left the courtyard and came to the Bank of the yellow spring.

Like the other side, they also watched from afar, nervously waiting for the outcome of the war.

It's just that nothing happened in the end.

They don't know why, but when they look at the wheelchair and fox fur, the pale and weak cheeks of the coquettish woman, they can't suppress any more. Group after group of people gather and wait at the end of the road.

At that moment, Shubai was in a panic. He knew that even if Mrs. Bai was weak, it would be easy to kill these people.

In the short surprise, the man who raised the long knife had split in front of him and cut it down. Mrs. Bai didn't have any resistance. The knife fell on her. Although it didn't split her, it smashed a piece of white bone scales. The sound of fragmentation was soon drowned by the roar of the crowd. They rushed over and rushed towards Mrs. Bai. Those with weapons slashed her with weapons, while those without weapons smashed her with fists. The woman sitting in the wheelchair is like a white reef in the black torrent, pushed back by the crowd, sometimes submerged and showing a corner of color. Shubai stood there and was soon pushed to the ground. He was completely flustered and watched those people submerge Mrs. Bai. Although the knife and axe fell down, it could not cause any big wounds, but it left a fine blood mark on her body. Her bone skirt was chopped to pieces, revealing the hidden body behind. Shubai's heart seemed to be lifted up by eagle's claws. He stood up, rushed over and roared: "don't fight... Don't fight! Kill her and you'll die! " But his voice could not be heard in the noise of the crowd. Similarly, at the moment, no one cares about their own life and death. Mrs. Bai sat quietly, without any resistance, just like a real rock. Under the wind and rain, the blood on her body became more and more red than the moon in the sky. The blood flowed through her plump and white body, like a flower stream rushing through the gully of the snow, and then countless red Camellia blossomed from the snow, Dye everything red and enchanting. Tree white gasps, he wants to go against the stream of people to save her, but the corpse shadow has been cast into an iron wall, he fell to the ground, the body has been trampled on many times, and his fingers, suddenly touched something sticky, that is blood. More and more blood came out, flowed to the ground, had flowed to his fingers, drilled into the fingers. At the moment, Mrs. Bai was suffering from a thousand cuts, but her face did not change at all, as if the injuries all over her had nothing to do with her. In the shadow of the corpse, Bai Shu suddenly felt some power poured into his body. He stood up in a trance and yelled at Mrs. Bai: "why don't you fight back? Why don't you fight back! " Mrs. Bai was indifferent. Her fur had been dyed red for a long time. There were more and more wounds on her body, deeper and deeper. Tree white looked at her, suddenly understood, he said: "why don't you resist... You don't resist... You are forcing me to kill?"“ You're forcing me to kill... "He laughs miserably. His words are very light, like a piece of snow that can't fall to the ground for a long time. His body is also knocked down quickly, just like Can Xue that nobody cares about. But Mrs. Bai heard his words, her red lips curled up, overturned her body like red ink paper, and silently endured all this When they walked out of the alley again, Mrs. Bai's mouth was still tilted, while Shubai was completely silent. He pushed his wheelchair forward, and there was silence behind him. I don't know how long it took for Shubai to say softly, "these people are from you, right?" Mrs. Bai did not intend to do anything to hide, said: "I let the bull deceive them." Tree white asked: "you just want to force me to kill?" "How does it feel to kill?" Mrs. Bai nodded Shubai stops, shakes his body a few times, and kneels down dejectedly. His eyes are full of blood. It's terrible. Mrs. Bai didn't have the slightest pity for him. She just looked at the moon in the sky and gently raised her hand, as if to hold the moon in her hand. She said with a smile, "Yama is dead, so is Bai Wuchang. Oh, one hundred and fifty fists are not enough to add another fifty? Don't you want to die? The couple have a tacit understanding, but when I say a few words of nonsense, do I really think I can't understand them? What's the use of pretending to be stupid with so much effort and secretly rising to such a high level? If I want the heaven and earth to collapse, can you stop me（ The defense is complete! Tomorrow, I will start to pay off the debt