The figure in the ink flower jumped over and jumped to Gongsun Shilan and slashed it with a sword.

Gongsun Shilian also raised his sword and blocked this move.

"Jiangmo." Gongsun Shilian gently recited the name of the sword held by the Shadow of Mohua.

"It was this sword that brought peace to the Tang Dynasty for the rest of the world and drew a ritual passed down from generation to generation." The phantom spoke in a tone that was difficult to distinguish between the real and the real, but it was a kind of majesty. "And you actually abandoned the building and entered the world with this sword to help a villain achieve his evil wish, is it worth it?" After saying that, the sword changed and hit him like thunder.

Gongsun Shilan tried hard to resist. Although she was holding a real Jiang Mo, she was facing Jiang Mo's first sword master, the founder of the sword dance sword weapon business, and the ancestor who founded the sword weapon building. So even in the form of an illusion, she could not find any gap!

"Reversal of the right path and joining evil spirits, you want to let the ancestral teachings that have been passed down for a hundred years in the Sword Artillery Tower burn down!" The phantom shouted angrily.

"I just want the world to know the truth!" Gongsun Shilian replied.

"But how many people have bleed behind this truth?" The phantom raised his sword, pointing to the sky. "What if An Ning can be extended, what if the truth is covered with dust?"

After saying that, the ink flowers in the realm suddenly became transparent for a moment, and the blazing sky also became dark for a moment.

The world is low.

A sword hit.

Gongsun Shilan took a few steps back and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"After a hundred years, it's time for the sword weapon building to be cleaned." The phantom took the sword and hugged the sword flower, and said softly.

In the barrier.

The old man Tianjian looked at the cherry blossoms with eyes closed but ferocious expressions, "You are..."

"Send you into the abyss." Ying quietly opened her eyes, and the palms that were stuck to the old man Tianjian's chest suddenly curled up at this moment. The old man Tianjian could not bear the severe pain and his eyes turned pale.

"This..." Dongfang Ruyi opened her eyes wide, and she saw a stream of air flowing from the old man Tianjian, along Ying's arm.

It flowed directly to Sakura's body surface and turned into a whirlpool.

"It is said that your Haoyue Realm is close to an immortal, and your internal strength is as surging as the storm of the moon, and it will never stop." Ying's eyes gradually became hot, "I saw you today, it's true!"

"What is this?" Dongfang Ruyi finally asked, enduring the huge sense of oppression.

"The Scarlet Hand can forcefully absorb internal energy." Sakura sneered, and her shirt suddenly bulged.

"Scrape-eating Hand?" Dongfang Ruyi was stunned. She had learned about this technique that can absorb internal energy from ancient books. It was widely used in the battle against heaven. Unexpectedly, it would appear in the hands of a Fusang woman!

Dongfang Ruyi immediately grabbed Ruyi, who had only the hilt of the sword left on the ground.

She understood that now she had to interrupt Sakura at all costs, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Go to die!" A ninja in black raised the blood-stained ninja knife and waved it at Luo Feiyu.

Luo Feiyu was about to draw the sword to block it, but he felt that the sword was actually entangled. He turned his head and saw that the corpse of the immortal in the painting had been deflated, and he wrapped the sword tightly like a piece of paper, making it extremely difficult to break free.

"Damn it!" Luo Feiyu felt a numbness in his scalp and was about to abandon the sword, but a palm arrived first.

Like a thousand spiders rushing toward it.

She slapped the ninja out.

"Brother Gu?" Luo Feiyu looked at the man in black falling from the sky.

Gu Jingyao looked him up and down, "Brother Luo, are you injured?"

Luo Feiyu smiled, "I can't die."

Even though Luo Feiyu barely acted in a chic manner, Gu Jingyao still saw through the fatigue in his eyes and stretched out a palm forward, "Then let it go to me."

They have indeed not seen each other for many years, but they can recognize each other at a glance in such a chaos. It must be because of the arrogant and unruly who is incest. Luo Feiyu smiled confidently when he thought of this.

"How did you know I'm here?"

"I just heard these killers calling your name." Gu Jingyao replied, "so I know."

Luo Feiyu's soles slipped and he couldn't fall down with his sword on the ground.

"I am really a mouse crossing the street now, and everyone is shouting and beating." Luo Feiyu smiled bitterly.

"Go." Gu Jingyao suddenly said.

Luo Feiyu was slightly stunned. Yes, he did have another very important thing now, and it has not been completed.

"Go and save your girl. I have no father or mother, so for me, the girl is the biggest in the world." Gu Jingyao raised his hand and tore his left sleeve apart, revealing the silver-shining Youyue Crossbow below, "I forgot to tell you that I am now married and have a child."

"Now is not the time to congratulate you." Luo Feiyu smiled slightly, put away the sword and turned around and left.

"What a good brother, I just ran away without saying nonsense." Gu Jingyao sneered, "Whether, I came here this time just to make my wife and children survive. I didn't come to save you!"

After saying that, he jumped out in one step and slapped a ninja's head.

There was a beautiful lady named Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved everywhere.

This poem has been praised by the world for hundreds of years, so when I mentioned this poem, I immediately thought of the sword artifact Lou Gongsun, but I forgot the word "Xi".

After all, this building was built first by that person.

If it were not completed, there would be no future.

Gongsun Shilian raised her head slightly, but saw that the phantom was as dazzling as the sunlight in front of her, and the phantom was walking towards her from this blazing light.

"Light is the way to go to the Sword Artillery Tower." The phantom waved the empty Jiang Mo in his hand.

"As the founder, I will never allow future generations to destroy the light." After saying that, I stabbed her in the forehead with a sword.

At that moment, Gongsun Shilan closed her eyes and remembered many past events in her mind.

Portraits of ancestors worshipped day and night in the building.

Chang'an smoke willows, hanging on the banks of Ba Bridge.

The little girl who was obsessed with herbs running towards her.

And, and...

Suddenly a rebellious voice sounded from my mind, "Play the flute."

"Play the flute?" Gongsun Shilan's thoughts suddenly reeled from the Qinhuai River.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and the sword of the phantom was still moving forward, but the blazing light behind the phantom was no longer so dazzling, as if someone had tear through the sky with the heat and ushered in the darkness. Thousands of stars were reflected in her shallow eyes.

Gongsun Shilian stabbed Jiang Mo to the ground, swept back suddenly, and took out the jade flute from her waist.

The sad song suddenly arose.

The man in blood-clothed clothes ran from Qianyu Snow Mountain, carrying a few crumbs of snow. After hearing the sad singing, the purple clothes in his eyes slowly dissipated and stayed in the same place.

"Why don't you move forward?" The woman in white who was proficient in disguise fell beside him.

She quickly glanced at the underworld of Shen Jian and saw Gu Jingyao in black roaring back and forth, and wherever she passed, blood was splattering everywhere.
Chapter completed!