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Chapter 247: There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing jasmine


The flying sword suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Liu Shisui, instantly turning into a streamer, and he was about to kill him.Liu Shinian didn't have time to react at all, and before Xiaohe's exclamation could come out of his lips, the streamer turned back into a flying sword again, hovering quietly around his neck.It is amazing that this sword can accelerate so rapidly and stop so suddenly at such a short distance.The sharp tip of the sword gently touched the jasmine, and it looked unusually gentle, like a dragonfly touching water.The jasmine blossom spread out, turned into the purest sword sense without any impurities, and entered the flying sword.The flying sword vibrated at high speed, making a buzzing sound, becoming brighter, and suddenly disappeared from in front of Liu Shi, flying towards the crimson elephant in the sunset, with a piercing whistling.The flying sword could have made no sound, but after more than ten years, it could finally show its edge in the heavens and the earth again, which really made it want to sing a song happily.………… At the top of the peak at the end of the gods, the white ghost opened his eyes, propped up his body, walked to the cliff with the cold cicada, and slowly lowered his head to smell a wild flower, and a smile appeared in his eyes.When it raised its head, it found that Zhao Layue and the others were still pondering, and the smile in its eyes turned into mockery.Can't figure out such a simple question?

With Jing Jiu's current realm cultivation, going over there is just a dead word, and it is not as reliable as those few swords.Speaking of which, how many swords does this guy have?

The white ghost squinted, thinking that if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't be sure of this answer, he couldn't have already made a move.………… The sword light disappeared into the wild mountains, and the sword roar was still echoing.Nanzheng's pupils shrank, no matter how high her realm was, she didn't dare to slack off in the face of an immortal-level flying sword, and her ten fingers flicked quickly on the zheng, like lightning.The sound of Zheng Zheng rose densely, falling like a torrential rain, turning into countless invisible lines, laying a heavy defense in front of her.The air suddenly deformed, and it was clear that some kind of force was breaking through those defenses.There were a few crackling sounds, and the flying sword easily cut through more than ten threads of zheng, cutting a clear blood mark on her face.The speed of the flying sword slowed down slightly, but it was also extremely terrifying, and in an instant, it came to Tuqiu, who was miles away.Tu Qiu's face was extremely ugly, he shouted violently, and clenched his right fist to meet the sword light.The diamond-embellished fist glove was an extremely powerful magic weapon, who knew that it couldn't block the blow of the flying sword, and it instantly broke into countless fragments, turning into butterflies and scattering.The flying sword continued forward, piercing his fist, into his arm, and flying out from behind his shoulder.Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and Tu Qiu's right arm was shattered.It was only then that his shouts rang out, but turned into screams.Yu Buhuan saw the opportunity the fastest, and when the flying sword left in front of Liu Shiying, he had the intention of retreating.A yellow sand grew out of the four desolate bottles, and he disappeared from the spot when he got into the yellow sand.The sword light flashed, and the flying sword brought out a stream of blood.Looking at this scene, Xiaohe was stunned, and Liu Shisui himself was speechless in shock."

Kill!"

Nanzheng shouted.This immortal-level flying sword came and went too fast and too sharp, and it was very difficult for them to resist, but as long as they could hold back for a moment, they would be able to kill Liu Shisui and Xiao He.Listening to Nanzheng's voice, Yu Buhuan stepped out of the yellow sand again, ignoring the wound on his leg, picked up the Four Desolation Bottle and pointed it into the distance.The diamonds on the gloves scattered on the ground floated up, forming a formation in front of Tu Qiu.Nanzheng ducked behind the red elephant, but the movement in his hand did not slow down.Liu Shisui and Xiaohe suddenly felt a strong suction, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be about to boil, and they wanted to break through the blood vessels and skin and leave.The sound of the zither that fell into their ears was like a knife, making them extremely painful, and even the demon pill could not be destroyed.Seeing that the flying sword couldn't immediately break through the defense and kill the other party, it turned into a streamer and flew back to Liu's ten-year-old body, vibrating constantly.At the age of ten, Liu was in extreme pain at this time, and his consciousness was a little blurred.He thought to himself that this flying sword was so powerful, why didn't he kill them all quickly.Thinking like this, he vaguely felt that a thought was born in his mind.- I'm really good, but it depends on whose hands it is, so run away!

Liu Shisui didn't know if it was his own delusion, but the situation was very dangerous at this time, and he couldn't think about anything, so he took Xiaohe's hand and jumped up.The flying sword fell at their feet.The next moment, they turned into small black dots miles away, and then vanished.………… Nanzheng looked at the direction in which the flying sword disappeared and was silent."

Immortal Steps!

Absolute immortal level!

”Yu Buhuan, whose pants were wet with blood, gritted his teeth and said.Tu Qiu knelt on one knee, his face pale, and he tried his best to endure the pain of his broken arm so that he did not let out another scream.Nanzheng said in a slightly cold voice: "It's okay to go, otherwise even if we can kill them, you will have to pay for your own lives." ”Tu Qiu snorted, stood up with difficulty, and said with anxiety: "But how can the master explain it?"

”Nanzheng turned to look at the clouds in the west that did not disperse all year round, and his face was a little ugly.………… The flying sword is forward, and the earth is backward, like a high-speed flashing picture, it is easy to make people dizzy to watch.It didn't take long for the flying sword to come dozens of miles away.At this rate, you should be able to see the green mountains soon, right?

Liu was ten years old and very happy to think like this.The flying sword under his feet shook slightly, and he seemed to be very happy.The flying sword is very short, only two feet, and it is inevitable that there will be some inconvenience for Liu Shisui and Xiaohe to stand on it.Xiaohe stood behind him, there was no choice but to stretch out his arms to hug his waist, his face was against his back, he couldn't see his expression, and he didn't know if he was happy.Suddenly, a majestic and indifferent voice fell from the sky."

Come back."

Liu Shisui heard that this was the voice of the West Wangsun, and was silent and ignored it.The flying sword sped up again, knowing it couldn't handle the sound now.The voice of the West King Sun sounded again, as if no matter how fast the flying sword was, it could not be shaken off."

Actually, I'm not sure it's you, because I don't think it's reasonable, I'm curious about the reason why you betrayed me, if you are willing to come back, I will spare you from death."

Liu turned around and looked at the cloud platform that was about to disappear into the sky in the distance, and did not speak.He believed that Xiwangsun would not lie, and as long as he gave up resistance, he would be able to live.But being alive doesn't mean it's a good thing.In the dossier of Immortal Forest, he has seen too many tragic examples of life being worse than death and not being able to die.Ten-year-old Liu was silent and looked ahead.There is no green mountain in sight ahead, but the green mountain is ahead.The sigh of the West King Sun appeared in his mind.A bolt of lightning struck their flying swords from a distance of hundreds of miles.Ten-year-old Liu and Xiaohe fall from their swords.The wind was a little cold.They have their eyes closed, they can't feel it.()