Beyond the Divine States

The hand that pinched her neck was also released. She knelt down, covered her throat, and breathed in the air. Her eyes reflected the headless corpse. She could not tell whether it was reality or illusion,

The body and head were broken, and the spirit of the old fox was also affected. He had to break out of the shell again. When he left, a sharp claw of fireworks burned ash stretched out and grasped the broken knife.

And the figure with the sword came in a flash, and the sword collided with each other again.

Ding Ding Ding's voice is as fast as a woman's five fingers stretching and playing the lute.

Each stroke is simple to the extreme, without any fancy, just like the chopping knife, clean and quick as lightning.

Lu Qijia turned her head and looked at the back of the thunderbolt. She was stunned.

She had never seen such a fast sword before. The fluctuation of the spirit power of each sword was extremely weak. He collected the spirit power to the extreme without any waste. What he got was the purest speed of the sword wielder!

It's not a random chop. Every stab, every chop, every sword turn follows the simplest and quickest route, without any flaws.

Because it's too simple, it looks beautiful.

"Let's go!"

The man suddenly drank, and his voice was familiar.

Lu had no time to distinguish. She didn't know such a master in her impression.

But she knew that she was in a state of being here at the moment, which would only be a drag.

Without hesitation, she tried her best to get up and run towards the palace with her seriously injured body.

Before leaving, she once again looked at that figure.

In the wind and rain, green clothes filled with cold wind, high drum, sword sound like ten thousand bells.

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The sound of sword collision is the most beautiful music in the world.

Because that music is based on the string of life and death, every hit is the ultimate terror and beauty between life and death.

At the moment, the old fox didn't like this kind of sound very much. He wanted to use a knife to stop this kind of irritated sound.

But he couldn't.

His sword was stiffly suppressed by his opponent's sword.

It takes a certain amount of time to mobilize the spirit power or to cast the magic method. The time is very short, but the other side stifles the mobilization of his spirit power with the airtight sword.

He can feel that the other side's realm is far from his own.

But he was forced to fight with him.

And their swords are too fast, without any thinking, so the chopping is the instinct of the body.

Old fox in a hurry to take over after forced to stop the figure of retreat.

They stand opposite each other, surrounded by light and shadow in front of them. Their movements are very small, and they don't have the slightest opening and closing, because even a little extra movement will be taken advantage of by each other.

The air between them was also broken by the sword, which burst out a string of bright sword fire. It was a bunch of fireworks that were born suddenly and disappeared in a flash. In the light and shadow of the two people's swords, the flowers were in a moment, and then they were all gone.

The old fox knows very well that what they are talking about at the moment is one breath. Whoever exhausts the breath first will lose.

He is confident that he will reach a higher level, which is naturally longer.

And the man was still chopping, shaking the sword like the wings of a dragonfly.

That's pure speed.

And just when the other side's tone was finally at the end of the storm.

The knife was too heavy to bear and broke again.

This knife has been broken before. Now it's broken again. It's hard to use it again. It's pure suppression in material.

The sword finally broke open and the wind cut in. At that moment, the body of the sword suddenly turned red, as if the spiritual power accumulated before was waiting for this moment.

In the groove along the axis of the sword, it turns red like blood.

It's not real blood, it's sword fire.

The sword quivers at the same time, like broken string, like silk, like cuckoo crying blood.

That's sword rage.

The old fox trembled in his heart. He didn't understand why he was in front of him. However, just holding the sword, he could cause the sword spirit to vibrate. He had no time to think about it. He no longer hid his secrets. He pinched the secret between his fingers. At the same time, the brighter demon fire wrapped his body. There was a strong storm in his bones. His figure disappeared in the original place.

When it appeared, the body of the demon fire was several feet away.

But he still didn't dodge the sword.

On the body condensed by the fireworks, there was a very clear sword mark, which had not been healed for a long time.

In fact, if he was willing to retreat, he would have been able to use his body method to evade and then be ready to fight back.

He just doesn't believe in evil. He doesn't believe in the state shown by the other side, but his sword can be faster than himself.

The impact of the sword is still in the ear, the old fox gradually calmed down, and then found a more irritating thing - in front of this young man, is Zhao.

"Who are you?" The old fox asked coldly.

The boy seemed exhausted, and his face was a little pale. Hearing the old fox's question, he frowned subconsciously and asked, "don't you know?"

Old fox also feels puzzling: "how can I know you?"

The boy suddenly began to laugh.

The old fox didn't know why he was so happy. He said, "you let that woman go. Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

The young man in Green said, "your other spirit is outside the palace. You seem to be afraid of something. You need to keep looking at Zhao xianger."

The old fox was shocked. The spirit outside the palace was really staring at Zhao xianger. Of course, he couldn't penetrate the Imperial Palace array to see it directly, but he could feel the spiritual power sent out by the rosefinch fire pestle. With that, he could confirm Zhao xianger's position in the palace.

He's in case of something.

It's just that how does this teenager know? Just guess, or

The old fox looked the same and said, "so what?"

"If I guess right, Zhao Xiang'er is waiting for you to kill. As long as you kill a Zhao person, she will take advantage of the backfire and start at once. I'm just an innocent person. It's not worth killing me."

"It doesn't matter... Ha." The old fox became more and more curious: "what else do you know?"

The young man in Green said, "are these not enough?"

Old fox Mou son in kill idea hard to conceal, "who are you exactly?"

The young man calculated that the time should be almost up. He threw the sword directly to the ground and made a gesture of Surrender: "immortal, spare your life, introduce yourself. My name is Ningchang."

The youth in green is Ning Changchang.

"Rather long? Are you rather long The old fox's spirit trembled and his face changed.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "does Da Xian know me?"

The old fox didn't answer, but his claws stretched out in the fire, and his killing intention in his eyes was even worse: "I won't kill you now, but I didn't say that I will let you go."

Ning Changjiu said innocently, "I've thrown away all my swords. It's not very kind of you to do it to a younger generation. Otherwise, let me pick it up?"

After that, he really bent down to pick up the sword.

Before he touched the hilt of the sword, the old fox's claw had already hit him. He had made up his mind to cut off the young man's right hand holding the sword, even if he would bear the attack.

It's crisscross.

With a stab, three deep finger marks were left on the bluestone bricks on the ground.

The sword was already on the ground, and Ning Long's figure disappeared out of thin air.

In the water on the ground, there is a new blue amulet.

The new talisman on the sword, with the help of the sword Qi of the immortal sword on the ground, forcibly magnified the talisman which was not powerful enough, and let him get away in an instant.

The old fox picked up the talisman and looked surprised: "daomen talisman? Who is he

Outside the courtyard, Ning long stepped over the ruined gate, patted himself on the chest, and laughed with lingering fear: "Mr. Ning Zhuoshui, your family background is too thin in your whole life of cultivation, so I'll come to see you in the future."

He went back to the room and called out the name of Ning Xiaoling.

There was no response.

Ning Changjiu sighed and said to himself, "don't you say don't run around..."

He took off the wet blue Taoist robe and replaced it with a white right Lapel robe. The skirt of the robe was embroidered with the light colored piping of plum blossom, which made the youth's eyes more cool.

The clock outside rings again.

When the sun sets, night is coming.

"That's troublesome." Ning complained for a long time.

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At last, she felt the blue and white sedan chair beside the city wall. Driven by her thoughts, the sedan flew out of the temple beside the main hall and crossed the city wall to meet her.

The figure of the old fox appeared in the rear, she noticed it and looked back.

Before she could panic, she heard the bell ring.

Old fox sighed: "really troublesome."

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Then he let go of the woman who was close at hand, and the spirit swept to the front gate of the palace to make peace with the other two.

Lu's reaction was that Zhao xianger did it, so the spirit didn't dare to take risks and was forced to return.

She didn't even have time to be happy for the rest of her life. She just wanted to get into the blue and white sedan chair and recuperate her body and soul.

"I don't know what happened to the benefactor swordsman..." Lu Jia leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, recalled the sharp sword, and had a complex feeling in her heart.

That old fox has no time to kill me. Why do you come to see me? Do you want to tell me that the benefactor has

This thought flashed by, and Lu's heart ached. She even wanted to run back to the long street.

She shook her head, thinking that since the unknown swordsman could use his sword so fast, he would not lose his realm. If the old fox was just a wisp of spirit, he would never kill him. What's more, what could he do now

Even so, I still worry. Click. Suddenly something fell out. Lu Jia leaned down and found that it was a folded note. She picked it up and suddenly remembered that it was a prescription given to her by the young man named Ning Changjiu. Thinking of this teenager, she couldn't help thinking of something, and her mood became more complicated“ The boy is also eccentric Lu Qijia unfolded the note and said to herself, "doesn't he know that the herbs in the ordinary world are almost useless to the practitioners?" The small blue and white sedan chair had already passed the city and flew over. The big array seemed to acquiesce without any obstruction. Lu Jiajia's eyes followed the prescription. It was true that all the herbs were ordinary, and there was nothing special about them. Suddenly, her eyes stopped. There is a row of words in the middle which is very eye-catching. Does that word... Seem to be upside down? She turned the paper upside down and read it gently with the light behind her back. Then her pupils shrank and her back was straight for a moment. On the paper, it was "Xiao Xin Ning Xiao Ling!" She couldn't tell whether it was a prank or something, but at the moment when she read it, the cold hair exploded, and an inexplicable fear emerged from the bottom of her heart. At the moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind made her hair stand on end“ Elder sister Lu, you are here. Elder martial brother doesn't know where he is. I've been in the city for a long time, but I haven't found him. I never thought I should meet elder sister Lu... Ah, great. Is this the blue and white sedan that elder sister Lu said? It's beautiful. " Lu only felt that her body was becoming more and more stiff. She turned around and looked at Ning Xiaoling's innocent smile（ Thanks for Xia ziyue, Ning Changjiu and the songs in the river! Bow to the big guys. Today's extra watch is here!)