Chapter 365 Boredom
For some reason, when Ying Xiu's eyes fell on the jade hand resting calmly on Balian's belly, he suddenly felt dizzy.
He squinted his eyes without any trace, only to feel that the dark light between heaven and earth had become a little narrower.
The sound of clear running water made his sternum ache. He felt that no matter what expression he put on at the moment, it was unnecessary and inappropriate. He could only tighten his face and remain expressionless, as if looking at it again It's a trivial matter that doesn't concern you.
Bailian showed no emotion on his face. In fact, his head was pounding. Both sides of the river fell into a tacit silence.
a long time.
Bailian calmly explained: "This is a misunderstanding."
The sarcasm in Yin Baishuang's eyes became thicker, and murderous intent gradually emerged.
The Ying sleeve contains coptis, which makes the throat feel bitter.
With Su Jing's cold and taciturn temperament, if there was really a misunderstanding, how could he bother to explain so much to others.
Does explaining mean hiding something?
Yin Baishuang sneered and said: "This young man has a heart-breaking wound. I thought you wanted to kill him. But now it seems that I have overthought it. I had known this, in the ghost mountain." , I should kill him."
Bailian's eyes darkened, but before he could say anything more, the sound of water breaking came from his side.
Afutu jumped up from the stream, full of fighting intent and murderous intention. He had no sword in his hand, but he carried a sword with sharp edge. Thunder, fire, sword and lightning all around, bursting out in all directions, towards him. Follow Yin Baishuang to surround and kill him.
"You devil, don't make any mistakes!" Ying Xiu's face turned cold, and he drew his sword brazenly. The thick and blunt talisman sword filled with the meaning of purple pole that covered the sky and the moon, and he could faintly hear the roar of the dragon.
The sword light exploded and countless thunder and fire sword intent flew away, and the thick sword body made the sound of the giant bell of the ancient mountain.
The Afutu pointed by Jianfeng stepped on the sword, fire and thunder, and very nimbly climbed over Yingxiu's shoulder. His thick and short claws, which did not look very sharp, drew three streaks of blood in the darkness. , was deeply imprinted on Ying Xiu's surprisingly handsome face, and deep blood marks immediately tore open.
The moment the severe pain hit, through the heavy sword flames and lightning, Ying Xiu looked into the rabbit's red and cold eyes, with unconcealed hatred and disgust.
Ying Xiu was shocked.
He was no stranger to this look.
Because he often caught such a look in Yin Baishuang's eyes.
The face that had been repaired for a few days was once again bloody and bloody.
He screamed, angrily swung his sword and stabbed straight at Afutu's vest.
The rabbit's toes tapped lightly on the sword he was attacking, and suddenly - like a mountain pressing down on top, a sea of fire came over him.
The demonic talisman sword in his hand felt hot, melting a layer of flesh off Ying Xiu's entire palm, giving off a burning smell.
Yin Baishuang didn't even look at this Afutu who had forced Yingxiu into such a state of embarrassment.
She flicked her red sleeves, and a white seed appeared out of thin air behind the rabbit, and stuck to its back with a snap, firmly pressing the rabbit that was angry for no reason and attacked her to the ground.
No matter how hard the rabbit struggled, it was difficult to get up.
“With this level of cultivation, you can’t even deal with a rabbit, but you dare to come to the ghost mountain to collect ghosts?
Hmph! I think you should find a mountain to hide and practice. It’s okay to come out and show off in the market after 1800 years. It’s okay to do some embarrassing and scandalous things for Zhongyou in the name of Prince Zhongyou——”
She glared, and a sharp coldness could be seen in her bleak eyes: "Don't come in my eyes!"
Ying Xiu covered her cheeks, feeling ashamed and frightened for a moment.
He knew that there was indeed a gap between him and her. They were both the third son of Immortal Dao. He started the latest and ranked last, but he had never had a real fight with them in these years.
Although his mother had always been strict with him, she was also very complimentary.
He is confident in this small gap. As long as he accepts Yougui Lang, a three-thousand-year-old ghost, as his subject, he will make up for it and surpass it.
But she didn't expect that the vicious demon who had driven him into such a state of embarrassment would be easily suppressed by her. So, how strong must be Su Jing, who is also in the Spirit Bearing Realm and is able to control her side?
For a moment, Ying Xiu did not dare to make any guesses.
Yin Baishuang stepped on Afutu's head and looked coldly at Su Jing who picked up the young man and placed him on the bank in the river: "Why did you come to Ghost Mountain?"
Bailian also wanted to ask why Su Jing came to this ungrateful place and brought him so much trouble.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak.
But Yin Baishuang didn't give her a chance to open her mouth at all. Han Zhi at her waist unsheathed her voice, the sword energy turned into a dragon, Xuan Shuang's vast cold dragon unsheathed and groaned, and the entire long river froze into ice. , the wind and rain come back thousands of times, the sword energy is still there, the soul is broken and the soul is sealed!
She was clearly the one who asked, and she was the one who interrupted his response with her sword.
These eldest ladies from the fairy sect are really more difficult to take care of than the other.
Faced with this sword full of murderous intent, Balian was still unable to react. Although he could use the spiritual power in Su Jing's body, he could not use all of it.
Yin Baishuang is by no means a centipede-faced girl. Once she takes action, it puts great pressure on him.
Fortunately, the Love-Severing Sword has a spirit. When the threat strikes, it unsheathes itself to protect its owner.
Bailian held Zhanqing, the sword light flew up and down, the sword intention turned into fire, thousands of burning red lotus karma fires opened boundlessly, burning the mist fiercely, turning the ice sword intention into The long dragon of Xuanshuang was burned and trapped in it.
Yin Baishuang had a sneer on her face. She took two steps forward and stood on the river. Her red dress reflected the glacier. Even though the fire was in full swing, she still couldn't get rid of the desolate feeling of doom and gloom on her body.
She was like a sad and beautiful cold flower that bloomed to its end. She was decorated with countless thrilling and rich colors in the world, and even though the jade dew between heaven and earth was moistening, it was difficult to moisten the darkness in her eyes that had long been reduced to nothing.
The giant black ice dragon above his head suppressed the fire lotus and extinguished it in an instant.
Ying Xiu was so shocked that she couldn't believe that she was forced to cross the river with chess pieces. After excessive consumption of spiritual power, she could still display such terrifying Taoist powers, and her heart could not help but slowly sink into the ice valley.
Why...
Such a terrifying rift between heaven and earth can still exist in the same environment.
Yin Baishuang's eyes flickered, seemingly puzzled: "You are so injured that you are so weak, you can cut your emotions with the palm of your hand, but you can't even withstand one round of my sword power?"
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Bailian secretly complained in his heart that he was not the original owner of this body. If he hadn't been familiar with the secrets of Taixuan Sect, he might not even be able to operate the spiritual power in his body.
He still has the strength to deal with centipede-faced women and hair-haired demons.
Can fight against Yin Baishuang.
Only then did he know what it means to have more than enough will but not enough power.
“Boring.” Yin Baishuang closed her eyes indifferently.
Bailian felt slightly relieved when he saw the ice dragon in the sky freeze.
Yes, the two of them have been fighting for so many years. If they kill Su Jing in such an unwinnable way, they will inevitably feel regretful and lonely.
The battle between masters and masters should be hearty and hearty. Fight until your spiritual power is exhausted and fight with all your heart.
Yin Baishuang accepted the ice dragon and lifted the Hanzhi Sword lightly in her hand. She looked ruthlessly and said indifferently: "One-sided abuse is very boring. After all, with your temperament, you will not scream, nor will you. It's boring to beg for mercy."
She tilted her head slightly: "But breaking your bones one by one and listening to the sound can add some fun to this boring battle."< br>
This is what your boring feelings mean!
Rabbit said that this body was too difficult to use, and he was instantly killed with one move!
(End of this chapter)