The young master is unparalleled, and his sword is as sharp as a rainbow.

Everyone was shocked by the full moon and was speechless.

Wu Duantian stood up slowly, unable to hide his expression.

The Qingxuan sword in Taoist Qingxuan's body trembled slightly.

Deep inside the Qingyun Sect, in a hidden cave, an old woman with white hair and eyes closed in meditation suddenly frowned.

Li Qingran looked up at the moonlight in a daze.

In the full moon, people dance with swords, wantonly and madly.

"The bright moon rises from the sky, amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds——!"

The soft and gentle sound came from the moonlight, and the lingering sound lingered in the ears, but it seemed noisy, making people dizzy and gradually indulge in it.

The sword dance in the moon is like a dream, and the cold light shoots out, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds.

Suddenly, the sword's momentum changed, as fast as thunder!

Hearing the silken voice, he laughed: "The long wind blows thousands of miles, blowing through Yumen Pass——!"

“Congeal——!”

High in the sky, the sword is majestic.

The sword-dancing figure stopped, and the flying sword in his hand chopped down lightly.

bass!

The sea of ​​clouds parted to the left and right, the sky became clearer, and the moonlight became brighter.

However, a boundless murderous conspiracy looms over him.

Wu Duantian's heart throbbed with fear, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted to those around him:

"Okay, quickly stabilize the sect protection formation and have the disciples evacuate the square immediately!"

When the mysterious monk showed up just now, he looked very happy, so he didn't take it too seriously.

I thought that Taoist Qingxuan could deal with the enemy even if he encountered one, so he would ask the elders to help.

Who would have thought that the opponent's sword move would just start, and the sword intent alone would make him feel cold from head to toe.

Could this person be the old monster who has been hiding from the world in Jian Ge?

How could he use such terrifying swordsmanship?

As we all know, monks mostly use swords, but it is difficult to achieve pure sword skills.

But once you become a sword cultivator, the destructive power of his moves is second to none in the Cangyun Realm.

Without giving it any thought, the sword had already fallen, pointing directly at Taoist Qingxuan.

The coolness of the moonlight and the sharpness of the sword blend into one.

From a distance, there is still a shape, but when you get closer, all you can see is a silvery white.

Taoist Qingxuan held the sword, unable to distinguish whether it was moonlight or sword light in his eyes. He was surrounded by cages in front, behind, left and right, with no escape. He could only grit his teeth and use the strongest sword of the Great Wuxiang Sword - Gathering the Stars.

The Qingxuan sword carries a glimmer of starlight, dazzling the eyes.

This was a mighty sword strike, but in the moonlight it looked childish and ridiculous.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

But in front of the starlight and the bright moon, they can be swallowed up and melted.

…

The full moon disappears.

The Qingyun Sect Square is covered with densely packed sword holes, which become denser as they get closer to the center.

Taoist Qingxuan was covered in blood, using his sword to support his staggering body. The Qingxuan sword that had accompanied him for hundreds of times was already riddled with holes, and along with his body which was covered with sword marks, it seemed as if it would fall apart if he moved at all.

A ray of moonlight fell behind Taoist Qingxuan.

Chen Huaian walked out from the moonlight and didn't even glance at the bloody man kneeling in the center of the square.

Then he walked slowly to Lu Changtian.

"Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Lu Changtian looked up at Chen Huaian, his face becoming paler. His throat rolled and he said harshly, "You, you do it yourself..."

The spiritual energy flowed backwards, and with a muffled sound, Lu Changtian covered the field with his hands and rolled over in pain.

The shrill wails echoed throughout the square.

Taoist Qingxuan moved his body, trying to stand up, and after struggling a few times, he still knelt back in the pool of blood.

"Indeed, debt 놋덿."

Chen Huaian walked up to Mu Baishuang and stared at the pretty girl, with a look of indifference in his golden vertical pupils.

At this moment, the girl looked at him with fear on her face like a frightened deer, her lips and body trembling.

That pitiful look was indeed tempting, as if one could tear it apart with just a flick of the finger.

But a drop of sweat fell on Chen Huai'an's forehead.

[Mu Baishuang - Female - 347 years old - Middle stage of the God of Love (since being sealed) - Naturally charming]

Two pieces of bad news.

First, this is an extremely hidden old monster.

Second, in order to pretend to be a big wave, his blue was empty.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Chen Huai'an slowly said: "Hand over Li Qingran's water spirit root."

"Senior, 놖..."

"You pay, or, 놊 pay?"

Looking at the pair of golden vertical eyes filled with murderous intent.

Mu Baishuang gritted her teeth and considered it carefully in her heart.

If she surrendered, she would have to lift the seal on her cultivation and fight this monstrous swordsman. If she only revealed her identity, what if the opponent still had some strength left? Would she be defeated for nothing?

She must survive in order to help Xiao.

She can reveal her identity.

After all, it was just a water spirit root, which was useless to the young man, so she didn't want it either.

"Give it to me." Mu Baishuang pretended to be aggrieved, puffed out her chest to Chen Huai'an, turned her head to reveal her fair neck, her pretty face was full of sadness, and tears fell from her eyes while she spoke: "Senior, just take it directly."

I am born with a charming character.

Chen Huai'an was speechless.

[Please select the spiritual root to be taken out]

＜Single Water Spiritual Root (from Li Qingran)＞

＜Dual spiritual roots of civil engineering and wood engineering (from Yang Tian)＞

Good guys!

Chen Huai'an called him a good guy in his heart.

Although he knew how this evil woman hid her previous set of spiritual roots, she was discovered by Taoist Qingxuan.

But now, the opportunity may come again.

Both of them are pulled out, hehehe!

Since she is a seductress who hides her identity, does she dare to say anything? Does she dare to expose herself?

Chen Huai'an chose both.

Seeing two balls of light glowing on Mu Baishuang's lower abdomen, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The light unexpectedly penetrated her body without any hindrance. He pulled out both balls of light and stuffed them into his back, while giving Mu Baishuang a meaningful look.

Mu Baishuang is stupid.

The pain of losing her spiritual roots was nothing. The terrifying fear made her scalp numb.

She was born with a charming body and originally had no spiritual roots. Later, she took away the spiritual roots of others and used them to practice the method of hiding spiritual roots in a volume of Heavenly Demon Art. It stands to reason that Hedao should be able to see her true colors. How could this person...

She recalled that meaningful look and felt creepy.

What could this monk see?

But now that you know it, why expose it?

Could it be that he is also a demon cultivator? !

Mu Baishuang was confused and raised her eyes to check Chen Huai'an's eyes again.

But he found that Chen Huaian had already turned around and walked towards Li Qingran.

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Beat people, avenge, take what you deserve, and destroy the basket.

Chen Huaian prepared to run away with Li Qingran.

When passing by Taoist Qingxuan, he was thinking about giving this half-dead old thing one more blow, and then he felt the aura of several late-stage spirits around him locking onto this place.

Wu Duantian said nothing.

But Chen Huai'an could read some information from this silence.

It is enough to stop, otherwise it will end in death.

Anyway, this old Taoist Qingxuan is not a treacherous and evil person. At most, he is just a poor teacher.

"Qingran, let's go."

"Go?" An old voice sounded behind him.

Before he knew it, an old lady in white was standing next to Taoist Qingxuan.

She was leaning on a dragon-shaped cane, staring at Chen Huaian with cloudy eyes. There was no trace of aura on her body. She appeared silently and stood there silently, as if blending into the surrounding environment.

"Your Excellency, you came to destroy the Qingyun Sect and want to leave just by patting your butt?"

"I'm afraid, let's talk about the past, right?"

The old woman poked the dragon's cane upward.

Boom——!

The blue ripples spread out like ripples on the water.

Several Qingyun Sect elders in the late stage of the Divine Realm and Wu Duantian all knelt on their knees and kowtowed.

In front of the sect's main hall, everyone was as silent as a cicada in the cold winter, completely dead silent.

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