Beyond the Divine States

Qianfeng towering, aura cold pool floating fog shadow, snow-white sword light is still like a villain, in which constantly beating, light and shadow graceful.

The golden arrow is on the bowstring.

The bowstring is gradually tightened, the bow arm is forced to bend, and the strength is stored in it.

The tip of the arrow aimed at the figure of the second gentleman of the cold fog sword Pavilion.

There is no special reason for the delay, but the time has not come.

He was waiting, waiting for what he thought was the perfect time.

Liu junzhuo doesn't feel the killing in the dark. She seems to be bathing, but she is quenched. The cold pool water around her is boiling with the intention of her sword, and a lot of white air comes out. The water drops on her cheek fall, like a orchid that condenses dew.

Time goes by little.

The sound of the water began quietly.

Thousands of sword lights come into Liu junzhuo's body. The fog is cut away by the sword light and becomes clear. The delicate back is filled with the sky light, showing a slightly bright jade color.

At the same moment, Ning Changjiu's finger that hooked the bow string was released, and the golden light like molten iron suddenly shot out at this moment. It turned into a line that was invisible to the naked eye, and went straight across the peaks to shoot at Liu junzhuo's xiubei.

Liu Jun stands beside the pool. Her dress flies up and falls on her body. Her calm eyes suddenly open. She looks back, her pupils shrink, and countless sword lights refract from her pupils.

In an instant, the pool turned into a bowl shape of iron blue. In the next moment, the tension of Lingqi water surface was torn. The lake of Lingqi evaporated in a breath. The golden light covered the valley. The surrounding cliffs were rolled by the golden light, which was hard to bear and broke one after another.

This is a startling arrow, almost twice as fast as the golden arrow a few months ago.

Jin Guangzhong's sword field is broken. It seems that Liu junzhuo can't avoid the arrow. His figure is thrown upside down and bumps into the huge rock peak.

The mountain peak, like a palace building cut obliquely by a knife, slowly collapses.

Ning Changjiu's second arrow is on the string.

But the light is too strong, even the eyes of Taiyin can't catch Liu junzhuo's figure in the fastest time.

He entered the Tao with the mental method of the joyous sect, and his spirit soared. The purpose and power of the Taiyin also came to the high place like a kite. From a bird's-eye view, you can see all the figures of the two gentlemen of the sword Pavilion embedded in the rocks in the mountain peak are locked by the eyes of the Taiyin.

The second arrow was fired.

As the golden arrow flies at high speed, it crashes into a mountain peak with a huge force. A huge peak collapses. The remaining force of the golden arrow reaches Liu junzhuo and crashes into the next mountain peak.

Smoke billows in the mountain Rift Valley, like a mud dragon.

These are the two arrows of peak power.

Rather staring at the thick dust for a long time, he held his breath and was not sure how much damage the two arrows had caused.

In the thick dust, a pair of eyes also light up.

It was a pair of women's sharp sword eyes. The light beam of the sword eyes cut through the smoke with endless anger.

Then, countless snow-white light spots light up from the dust, just like the starry sky opened up in chaos - each star is a sword.

The white light is rolling down, and ten thousand swords are breaking through the air!

The heavy dust was torn to pieces by the sword Qi.

A thunderstorm like sword sound sounded in the depth of the rock. A figure pulled out of it and landed on another intact mountain - it was Liu junzhuo.

Liu junzhuo stands on tiptoe on the top of a solitary stone.

Her white dress is stained with blood, her black skirt is broken, her teeth are biting a lock of dark hair, her beautiful eyebrows and endless sharpness.

Her back dress was broken, blood flowered, butterfly bone half exposed, beautiful.

Liu junzhuo coughed twice, tied the tie around his waist tightly, and then wiped away the red blood from his lips with the back of his hand.

The same thing has happened for the second time.

At that time, she was bathed in the river and attacked by an arrow. Now, she is repaired in lingtan and stabbed by a golden arrow. This time, she is much more embarrassed.

Some of the broken skirt corners were blown away by the wind.

Liu junzhuo's red lips loosened and her hair fluttered in the wind.

Without waiting for her to adjust her breath, another golden light swept the world.

At the moment, she was ready. The five peaks of the five swords were suddenly mobilized. The clear sound of tens of thousands of swords coming out of the scabbard sounded together. After Liu junzhuo's flying ink hair, it was like a big wave and a huge boat set out.

Liu junzhuo tilted her left hand and fingers in front of her body in the form of decrees. Her right hand was the palm of her hand behind her back and close to her waist. She stood upright, and with a vast sword spirit, she ran directly into the golden arrow.

The peak of the mountain was flattened in an instant, and the forest fell down, and then it was hard to bear the huge force, which was destroyed by a large area.

Liu Jun pointed out in parallel and used it as a sword to pinpoint the most murderous point in the vast light.

The golden arrow was caught by her hand. In the future, she would have to smash it with sword Qi. Another arrow fell from the sky. Liu junzhuo's figure in the air stood still for a moment. Then she was suddenly pressed down by the golden arrow again and fell to the ground.

Ning long shot four arrows in a row, but the cost was also great. He was confident that he would beat Liu junzhuo by shooting nine arrows in one go.

But he didn't continue to bend.

Because Liu junzhuo's sword boat also bumped towards the top of his mountain.

The eyes of Taiyin are retracted, and the spirit falls back to the sea of knowledge.

Before the peak was destroyed, his figure disappeared in the depths of the cave.

At the same time, Liu junzhuo's figure is pulled out of the dry pool again. Her hair band with a high ponytail is cracked and spread over her shoulders. Her cherry lips are pale and her black and white face is more like covered with thin frost.

She gasped for breath, and the weight of the golden arrow still made her palpitation after several months.

In the duel between peerless experts, these four arrows are enough to make her fall behind, and then declare her inevitable failure.

Unfortunately, the aura in the South wasteland was too abundant. The huge amount of aura she had consumed before was quickly replenished, but her body injury could not be fully recovered in a second.

Liu junzhuo gives a clear rebuke, and her broken sword intention condenses again. She is about to find the culprit of the secret arrow. She raises her head, but her pupil condenses again.

I saw a mess on the top of the mountain, stood a white shadow.

The young man stood on a high place, holding a sword, which looked like Taoism and immortals, and his white clothes were not stained with dust.

They looked at each other.

Ning Long's figure disappeared again.

Above Liu junzhuo's head, the snow-white light condensed into a sharp edge and fell through the air.

White light.

Liu junzhuo has five fingers, and the wind gathers to form a sword.

This is very similar to the methods used by Siming and Jinyi Dapeng in the first World War.

The white blade and the wind sword touch each other. Under the great friction, countless iron fires are splashed out. The fire light from the sky illuminates their cheeks. The two swords bounce away after they touch each other. Then, the endless shadows of the swords collide with each other, and the sound of breaking iron keeps ringing.

It was the first time they faced the sword head on.

Although Liu junzhuo's realm is much higher than Ning Chang's, the four golden arrows keep her momentum down. Now the dust is scattered, and the appearance of the white dress just holds her mind. She is restrained step by step. At the moment, the other side is using the sword to suppress her. As one of the purest sword practitioners in the whole world, she is defeated for a moment.

In the sky, the white blades crisscross and cut the clouds. The sword Qi of the two people's collision is like two twisted iron whip. The whip sweeps everything. With the two people's sweeping in the thousand peaks, they smash the rock ridges and peaks all the way, whirling and smashing everything.

And this South wasteland is full of unimaginable aura, which is their real sword.

It's a steady stream of swords.

Ning Changchang and Liu junzhuo are like two whirlpools. The massive aura around them is pulled up by the invisible hand and incorporated into their open air sea.

It's important to have momentum when you fight with a sword.

Ning Changchang won at the beginning. All the way, he almost pressed Liu junzhuo to attack, keeping her sword moves in a narrow range.

They swap moves.

Sometimes the sword sounds like a roar, sometimes it sounds like a moan. Finally, when Liu junzhuo tried to break the sword with the flying sword, the golden light appeared on Ning Long's body without warning. Shura's body broke his body, and the mountain like fist hit Liu junzhuo's wind sword.

Changfeng tears her, and Ning Changjiu hits Liu junzhuo in the chest, and blows her diagonally to the flat cliff on the lower side.

There was a loud noise again, and the cliff broke in an instant.

In the crack, the light of the sword bursts out again, cutting the gravel. Liu junzhuo's graceful figure emerges from it. Her slender legs are stepping on the cliff, her right sleeve is broken, but she still holds the wind sword tightly, her left hand is open, and her fingers are bending against the cliff. Under the seemingly weak jade fingers, the hard cliff stones are crushed into powder.

She bowed her head and looked dark.

Ning Changchang changed his tone for a short time. Although his realm can't be based on constant theory, there is still a hard gap between him and Liu junzhuo. If he wants to smooth this gap, he must directly hit her hard in a short time.

Jinwu flies out when he breathes, and the heavy bow is held in his hand in a twinkling of an eye.

It's better to pull the string for a long time.

Liu Jun raised her head in a flash.

Although she was hurt, the anger in her heart temporarily flattened all her emotions.

She flew wildly, holding and twisting her left hand, not to mention pointing to the rock below. The whole mountain was easily torn to pieces by her like a piece of paper.

When Ning Changchang is shooting, Liu junzhuo throws her left arm. In her broken sleeve, Yu baiou's arm looks like the head of a group of dragons, and the broken mountain body turns into a rock dragon with her arm.

It's as if the archaic mythology had been revived. The rock dragon broke through the earth and circled like a python, encircling Liu junzhuo in the epee. I don't know whether the low sound is the sound of the dragon or the sword.

The golden arrow shot out.

Ning's long-term body is slightly stressed.

Then this body's half retreats, he takes advantage of the situation to move, coagulates two snow-white sharp spirit again in the palm.

The golden arrow bumps into the rock dragon, and the woman and the boy with the sword also pounce on each other, launching a second fight.

If Liu junzhuo is a dragon, Ning Changjiu is the one who controls the sword and cuts the dragon.

Both of them didn't care about the aura, and they were reckless. Within three breath, three thousand swords made the day sky brighter.

The golden arrow is dim, the rock dragon is broken, and the rocks are like 100000 dead crows, falling from the sky like a rainstorm.

Ning Changjiu and Liu junzhuo step on the broken rock and never stop fighting for a moment.

In terms of pure strength, Liu junzhuo still lost half of the Shura battle. His original intention of protecting his body was smashed by Ning Changchang's brute force, which turned him into a thousand threads of silk. Ning Changchang held Tianzong's famous sword in his hand and split it in the middle. With a hiss, Liu junzhuo's spirit of protecting his body was completely cut off.

This woman, who is second only to the sword sage, was forced back by a younger generation.

Liu junzhuo's body slides backward and uses his sword to protect his body. After knocking down a large forest, he can stop.

The two faced each other thousands of steps away.

Liu junzhuo is dishevelled and half injured. He describes it as a mess. And rather long in addition to pale face, but did not fall too obvious injury.

But he didn't pursue.

Because at his side, thirty-six invisible swords rose and formed a cage, which framed him.

Liu junzhuo has been practicing sword for more than 300 years. No matter how adversity, she is still trying to fight back.

"Why are you here?" Liu junzhuo wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Ning Changchang said, "I didn't expect you to be here either."

Liu junzhuo straightens her back again. She stares at Ning Changjiu and asks, "have you been staring at me?"

"Yes." I'd rather be outspoken.

"For how long?"

"Three days."

Liu junzhuo was ashamed and angry at the thought that he had been seen all the things he had done in the past three days! How can you do such dirty things in such a state? "

Ning Changchang was just like a sword. "When you were comparing swords with your wife, you were hypocritical. In fact, you were bullying others?"

He stared coldly at Liu junzhuo and continued: "what's more, how can there be a aboveboard attack in this world? I'm in the dark. If you can't see me in the dark, it's your incompetence. "

Liu junzhuo takes a deep breath. Her chest rises and falls, and the sword spirit of you long condenses again.

"Shifu is right. If a person like you really shouldn't exist in the world, I would like to see Xiwan's face and save your life, but now it seems that you'd better get rid of this disaster as soon as possible." Liu junzhuo's breath stabilized. She gently shook her head and said, "how do you like people like Lu Jiajia?"

Ning long light way: "do you want to know?"

Liu junzhuo's eyes narrowed and did not answer.

Ning long looked at the sword field around his body and said, "you kneel down and worship me as your teacher. Naturally you will understand."

When these words were heard, Liu junzhuo's anger rose again. "Today Qianfeng is a grave, and it's the place where your bones are buried!"

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm just giving you a chance to turn from the dark to the light."

"Obstinate!" Liu junzhuo responded coldly.

As soon as the sky and the earth suddenly darken, it seems that thunder and lightning will come down through the clouds at any time.

This is Liu junzhuo's skill of sun and moon in pot.

The long-term sword Qi cage of kuishanning also tightens at this moment.

Liu junzhuo's figure is also like a sharp arrow shot from a tight bow. He only flies away for a long time.

The sun and moon in Huzhong is a means between the border and the kingdom of God.

It's a pure and powerful cage.

All around is darkness, only a cave like day hanging on top.

Liu junzhuo is like a monarch here.

Ning Changchang is a little sorry. If it wasn't for the strong aura here, he would have defeated Liu junzhuo. How could he let her finish breathing and fight back again.

But again, his heart beat faster.

In a sense, this should be his first real close fight in so many years.

When Liu junzhuo comes, the light of the sword lights up his white clothes, and the blood in his body boils.

Shura's golden body is like a lion hidden in his body. He was a little restrained before, but now he has released all the repression of his body. The golden light flow is like a raging river, which makes the shackles of sword Qi around him full of cracks.

Liu junzhuo knew that his sword lock could not trap him.

But she didn't care.

When a sword cleaves away, the sun and moon in the pot turn upside down, and she appears behind Ning Changjiu without warning.

A sword stabbed him in the heart.

But these strange changes can't deceive the long-term eyes of Taiyin.

He takes a picture of himself and starts the moon in the mirror, which makes the sword stab in the air. Liu Jun Zhuo is slightly stunned and wants to draw the sword. Ning Changjiu grabs her by the wrist.

The great power of Shura's golden body poured into the body.

Ning Changjiu grabs Liu junzhuo's hand and turns like a whirlwind.

Liu junzhuo was so whirled by the dance that he couldn't mobilize his aura for a moment.

"Chop!" Liu junzhuo drinks aloud.

Ning Changjiu's heart is full of alarm and releases his hand.

Liu junzhuo was thrown out and kept his balance while waving his fingers.

Cut.

These two words just fall, rather long Shura gold body, then have an arm to be cut off.

"Power?" Ning Changjiu immediately realized that this was the power Liu junzhuo had hidden for a long time.

She was born with a sword. She was born to cut everything!

Liu junzhuo pointed again.

Ning Changjiu immediately calmed down. He felt the flow of power in the air and met him with an iron sword.

The iron sword split into two parts.

Liu junzhuo's body is full of blood. He waves his fingers to cut it. At the moment, she seems to be such a fake exchange of Shura.

Liu junzhuo chopped three times in a row, and directly killed the Shura gold body, which was Ning Changjiu's body protector.

In the sun and moon in the pot, under the dark curtain, Ning long floats in white.

But Liu junzhuo's limit is only three times in a row.

Her cool, pretty cheeks turned to frost.

"The sky falls and the sun dies, the earth falls and the moon dies..."

Liu junzhuo gave a chant.

In this heaven and earth, the intention of extermination surges, and the whole heaven and earth will strangle Ning in a desperate situation for a long time.

Ning Changjiu shakes his head gently.

He called Jinwu.

There is a bigger kingdom in Jinwu.

When it grows up, it wants to swallow the sun and moon in the pot.

How can Liu junzhuo let him succeed.

At this moment, Ning had no Shura body for a long time. As long as she suppressed it in a pure state, she would probably surpass him.

Liu junzhuo bullies her.

Her movements suddenly slowed down.

Time power!

Ning long also hides power, waiting for the right time to be the winner.

Liu junzhuo's pupils contracted suddenly.

Although the other party's time power is not complete and powerful enough, she is so trapped that she can't move for a moment. Therefore, the action that should have been flowing slowly slows down. Once it slows down, it is full of flaws.

Ning long abandoned the broken sword, directly sank to press, hit her body with her elbow.

Liu junzhuo snorted miserably, but his body was locked by the other party in an instant and smashed to the ground.

Huzhong Riyue collapsed under the pull of Jinwu and both sides.

At the moment, if Ning long will be the other side into Jinwu, several can win. But at the moment, the well of tailing in the kingdom of Jinwu has just been shaped. He does not dare to let any foreign matter into it to create an accident.

Bang!

Another earth shaking sound.

The huge peak is shaking.

On the ground in the center of the peaks, there is a huge depression.

Ning Changjiu locks Liu junzhuo's body and holds her in it. The power of time suppresses her. However, in Liu junzhuo's body, the abundant sword spirit struggles autonomously, just like a needle.

He seems to be holding down a graceful woman's body, but in fact he is pressing his hands on a board full of nails.

Ning Changjiu, biting his teeth and suffering from the severe pain, immediately cuts Liu junzhuo with a white blade.

The white blade can't break through Liu junzhuo's sword body. Instead, it is chopped by Liu junzhuo's intention to protect his body.

The second gentleman of the sword Pavilion is struggling in the cage of time. Her eyes are more and more bright, and she seems to burst out sword spirit at any time.

Ning Changjiu is the pioneer of surprise attack, and four magic arrows are fired in succession to hit him hard, but until now, the outcome is still unknown.

The tenacity of Liu er's sword spirit was beyond his original expectation.

Liu junzhuo never thought that the talented youth she met in tianbang more than half a year ago, who didn't think so at the beginning, could suppress her.

More than half a year ago, he beat his apprentice. Now, as a master and elder martial sister, is he going to be defeated by him?

Although the other side is shameless sneak attack, but the victory or defeat of life and death is not moral!

Liu junzhuo gives a low roar and finally breaks the cage. As she raises her head, Ning Changjiu's fist just falls down, hitting her forehead and smashing her head back between the mudstones.

Ning Changchang is too lazy to think much. He instills aura into his fists and kicks at Liu junzhuo.

Liu junzhuo's sword power is as powerful as the sea, and he is a tide fighter by the sea.

In the valley of Kyoho, the two men fought closely in the mud.

Their fighting style is incomparable, but the spirit power of each blow is enough to break the mountain and sea.

With the two of them as the center, they exploded in a vast and torrential way. Where they were affected, everything was destroyed, and there was no sword in their hands. However, when fists and fists, palms and palms collided with each other, thousands of sword lights still lit up, broke up in the impact, and blasted out in the fragmentation.

If the Qianfeng is a lake, there will be countless boulders crashing into the center of the lake, which will stir up Wanjun white tide tornado.

The previously evaporated aura sank again and turned into rain. The rain fell. Ning Changchang and Liu junzhuo were walking through the rainstorm. They didn't waste their aura and shelter from the rain. Their clothes were soaked in the rain, and they looked very embarrassed. Ning Changjiu's white clothes were damaged, revealing his strong chest. His arms and clothes were also damaged, revealing blood. White bones could be seen at the tip of his fist. Liu junzhuo's condition is worse than him. Her clothes are torn and hanging on her body, and her clothes are even more bloody. She dragged the scarred remnant skirt and body, slightly lax eyes are still firm. In front of a huge peak, they stopped“ You are very strong Liu junzhuo coughed blood and said truthfully, "I've been practicing Taoism for three hundred years, but I almost lost it to you... I'm really hit." Ning Changchang said: "it's the destiny of heaven, so it just shows how ridiculous Ke Wenzhou's view of the person who disobeys fate is."“ no You're just stealing luck. " Liu junzhuo said coldly. Ning long said seriously: "you have been cheated by the swordsman." Of course, Liu junzhuo will not be convinced“ Today, there is no one else. You still can't beat me in this step, which means that the destiny is with me. " Liu junzhuo tries her best to straighten her waist. She looks at Ning Changjiu with bright eyes. Ning long frowned and asked, "why do you think you can beat me?" Liu junzhuo said, "your means have been used up, but I still have a sword hidden." Ning Chang's eyes narrowed. To his surprise, there was no corresponding alarm in his heart“ Is this gambling again? " Ning Changchang asked. Liu junzhuoyou said: "whatever you think is good, in a word... No matter how unlucky the gambler is, he can't lose all the time." Then she pressed her eyebrows. There's her best sword in the middle of her brow. It was a sword given to her by Liu Xiwan. It's also her real way of winning. The sword is about to kill people for the first time. If heaven and earth feel it, the rainstorm of aura will stop, the clouds in the air will disappear, and the peaks will be silent like tombs. This is the most proud sword of her life. The sword of silver stabs Ning long. The next scene surprised Liu junzhuo. The silver sword stopped before Ning Changjiu. Ning Changchang held out his hand. If the sword was inspired, it danced around his arms, as if it was the sword that he had kept warm for a hundred years. Ning had never expected such a thing to happen for a long time. Looking at Liu junzhuo, he said with a smile: "Miss Liu has given me a sword for thousands of miles. She is very affectionate. Ning has nothing to repay..."