Beyond the Divine States Chapter 26: : Before night falls

The hand that squeezed Lu’s neck was also loosened. She knelt on her knees, clutching her throat, and sucking in air, her eyes reflected the headless corpse, and she couldn’t tell whether it was reality or an illusion. ,

The body and head were severed, and the old fox’s spirit was also affected. He had to break out of the shell again. When he left, a sharp claw of fireworks stretched out and grabbed the falling handle. Broken knife.

And the figure holding the sword came in an instant, and the sword slammed into each other again.

The sound of Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding voice, like a woman playing a pipa with stretched fingers.

The stabbing and smashing, the grid-strike and the slashing, each strike is simple to the extreme, without any fancy, just like that decapitating knife, clean and fast as lightning.

Lu Jiajia turned his head hard, staring at the thunder and lightning from his back, and was stunned.

She has never seen such a fast sword, and the fluctuation of the spiritual power of each sword is extremely weak. He has collected the spiritual power to the extreme, without a trace of waste, in exchange for the purest speed of the swordsman !

That's not the slashing fast, every stab, every slash, every turn of the sword, it follows the simplest and fastest route, and can't pick the slightest flaw.

Because it is too simple, it looks beautiful.

"Hurry up!"

The man suddenly drank, and his voice was familiar.

Lu Jia has no time to tell her marriage. She doesn't know such a master in her impression.

But she knows that her state at the moment will only be a drag.

Without hesitation, she tried her best to get up, dragged her badly injured body, and ran towards the palace.

As she left, she glanced at the figure from behind again.

In the wind and rain, Tsing Yi was full of cold wind, bulging high, and the sound of swords sounded like ten thousand bells.

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

Because that piece of music is based on the strings of life and death, every hit is the ultimate horror and beauty between life and death.

At this moment, the old fox doesn't like this sound very much. He wants to swipe a knife to stop the irritable sound.

But he couldn't do it.

His knife was forcibly suppressed by the opponent's sword.

Whether it is to mobilize spiritual power or to cast a spell, it takes a certain amount of time. That time is extremely short, but the other party forcibly suppresses the transfer of his spiritual power with an airtight sword.

He can feel that the opponent's realm is far inferior to his own.

But he was forced to fight with him.

And their swords are too fast, without any thinking, so the slashing is the instinct of the body bursting between the flashes of electricity.

The old fox forcibly stopped the retreating figure after hurriedly accepting the move.

The two stood facing each other, with light and shadow lingering in front of them, and their movements were extremely small, without the slightest opening and closing, because even a little extra movement would be taken advantage of by the other party.

The air between them was also pierced by the sword, exploding a string of bright sword fire, which was a handful of fireworks that were born suddenly and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the shadow of the swords and swords of the two, the flowers and the flowers all belonged to in an instant. Perish.

The old fox knew well that at this moment, what the two of them mentioned was all in one breath. Whoever exhausts this breath first will lose.

He is confident that he is higher, and this mouth is of course longer.

And the man still slashed desperately, shaking the sword like a dragonfly's full swing.

That is pure speed.

And just when the other party's tone was finally at the end of the force.

The broken knife was overwhelmed and shattered again.

This knife has been cut off before, and now it is cut again, and it is difficult to slash it again. This is pure suppression in terms of material.

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

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

It was not real blood, but a scorching sword fire.

The long sword trembles at the same time, like a broken string, like a cracked silk, like a cuckoo crying for blood.

That is Jianfury.

The old fox trembled in his heart. He didn't understand why the person in front of him could cause the sword spirit to vibrate just by holding the sword. He didn't have time to think about it. At the same time, it wrapped the flesh, and there was a strong storm in the bones, and his figure disappeared in the same place in a flash.

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

But he still didn't escape the sword.

On the body formed by fireworks, a sword mark that is neither long nor short is extremely clear, and it has not been healed for a long time.

In fact, if he was willing to retreat, he would be able to hide himself with his body skills long ago, and then he could fight back.

He simply doesn't believe in evil, he doesn't believe in the realm displayed by the other party, which makes the sword really faster than himself.

The clash of swords and swords still screamed in his ears, and the old fox gradually calmed down, and then he discovered something that irritated him even more--the young man in front of him was Zhao.

"Who are you?" Old Fox asked coldly.

The young man seemed to be exhausted, his face was a little pale. Hearing the old fox's question, he subconsciously frowned and asked: "Don't you know?"

The old fox also felt inexplicable: "How can I know you?"

The boy laughed suddenly.

The old fox didn't know why he was so happy, and said: "You let the woman go, really thought I didn't dare to kill you?"

The boy in Tsing Yi said: "Your other soul is outside the palace. You seem to be afraid of something. You need to keep looking at Zhao Xiang'er."

The old fox was astonished. The spirit outside the palace was indeed staring at Zhao Xianger. Of course, he could not see directly through the palace formation, but he could perceive the spiritual power emanating from the Suzaku's burning pestle. , He can confirm Zhao Xianger's position in the palace.

He's guarding something in case.

Just why does this boy know? Is it just a guess, or...

The old fox's expression remained unchanged, and said: "So what?"

The Tsing Yi boy said: "If I guessed right, Zhao Xianger is also waiting for you to kill. As long as you kill a Zhao, she will take advantage of the backlash. I'm just an innocent person, kill me. Not worth it."

"It's irrelevant...heh." The old fox became more and more curious: "What else do you know?"

Tsing Yi boy said: "Aren't these enough?"

The killing intent in the old fox's eyes is hard to hide, "Who are you?"

Forget it, the time should be almost over. He threw the sword on the ground and made a gesture of surrender: "Daxian, please let me introduce myself. My name is Ning Changjiu."

The boy in Tsing Yi is Ning Changjiu.

"Ning Changjiu? You are Ning Changjiu?" The old fox trembled, his face was strange.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "Daxian knows me?"

The old fox did not answer, but claws stick out from the flames, and the killing intent in his eyes is even worse: "I won't kill you now, but I didn't say I will let you go."

Ning Changjiu said innocently: "My sword was thrown away. Are you not very kind to a junior, or let me pick up the sword?"

After all, he actually bent over to pick up the sword.

Before he touched the hilt, the old fox's claw had already struck, and he had made up his mind to cut off the young man's right hand holding the sword, even if he suffered a backlash.

Staggered.

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

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

A new green talisman was immersed in the stagnant water on the ground.

The new talisman covered the sword, and with the help of the sword aura of the fairy sword on the ground, it forcibly magnified the talisman that was not strong enough, allowing him to get away instantly.

The old fox squeezed the talisman with a surprised look: "Daomen changed his body? Who is he... on earth?"

Outside the other courtyard, Ning Changjiu stepped across the gate that had been smashed into ruins, patted his chest, and smiled with lingering fear: "Master Ning Qinshui, your family background is too thin for a lifetime of cultivation. This made the disciple half of the fight, and I will come to see you when I encounter this kind of thing in the future."

While speaking, he returned to the room and called Ning Xiaoling's name several times.

No response.

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

He took off the wet cyan robe, and put on a snow-white right-handed robe, the robe was embroidered with plum blossom light piping, which made the youth's eyebrows even colder.

The bell ringing outside once again rang.

At the time of unity, the sun sets and night is approaching.

"It's troublesome." Ning Changjiu complained.

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Lu Jiajia finally came to the city wall. She sensed the blue and white sedan chair. She was driven by her thoughts. The sedan chair flew out of the temple on the side of the main hall and crossed the city wall to pick herself up.

The figure of the old fox appeared behind, she noticed it, and glanced back.

She heard the bell ring before she could panic.

The old fox sighed: "It's really troublesome."

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Then he let go of the woman who was close at hand, and rushed towards the gate of the palace to reconcile with the other two.

Lu Jiajia only realized that Zhao Xianger took the shot, so this spirit did not dare to take risks and was forced to return to his position.

This time it came fast and went fast. She didn't even have time to give birth to the joy of the rest of her life. At this moment, she just wanted to get into the small blue and white sedan chair to recuperate her body and soul.

"I don't know what happened to the benefactor swordsman..." Lu Jiama leaned against the city wall, closed his eyes, recalling that fierce sword light, feeling complicated in his heart.

The old fox obviously has no time to kill me, why did he come to see me? Do you want to tell me that the benefactor has already...

This thought flashed past, and Lu Jia married her heartache, and even gave birth to the idea of ​​running back to that long street.

She shook her head, thinking that since the unseen swordsman can use such a fast sword, she should not lose her realm. If the old fox is just a ray of soul, she will not be able to kill him, not to mention, at this moment. What can I do...

Though I thought about it, I still worried in my heart.

click.

Suddenly something fell out.

Lu Jiajia leaned down and found that it was a folded note. When she picked it up, she suddenly remembered that this was the prescription given to herself by the teenager named Ning Changjiu.

Thinking of this teenager, she couldn't help but think of something, and her mood became even more complicated.

"This boy is also weird." Lu Jiajia unfolded the note and muttered to himself: "Doesn't he know that ordinary human herbs are almost useless for practitioners?"

The small blue and white sedan chair has passed the city and flew over. The big formation seems to have tacitly approved it without any hindrance.

Lu Jiajia's gaze followed the prescription, and it was indeed an ordinary herbal medicine blindly, and there was nothing special about it.

Suddenly, her gaze paused.

There is a row of words in the middle that looks very eye-catching, that word...seems to be upside down?

She turned the paper upside down, and read it gently behind her back. Then, her pupils shrank suddenly, her back straightened for a moment, and the paper was absolutely...

"Small—heart—ning—small—age!"

She couldn't tell if it was a prank or what, but at the moment when she read it, the roots of cold hair exploded, and an inexplicable fear appeared in her heart. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind made her even more instantaneous. The hair is creepy.

"Sister Lu, it turns out that you are here. Brother doesn’t know where you are going. I have been around the city for a while and I haven’t found him. I never thought I would meet Sister Lu... Oh, that’s great, this Is it the blue and white sedan chair that Sister Lu said? It’s so beautiful."

Lu Jiajia only felt that her body was getting stiffer, so she turned her head and met Ning Xiaoling's innocent smiling face.

(Thanks to Xia Ziyue, Ning Changjiu, Jianghu Shangge for their rewards! Bow to the big guys~ Today’s copy is added, here is!)