Inside the courtyard.

The moment Cao Lan stood up, countless swords and weapons hovering in the house were rumbling.

The sword energy is boiling and the door is open.

"Sword Cang" is a mysterious method that creates its own world and takes a different approach. It seems to be almost the same as the sword-control technique performed by ordinary sword cultivators, but there is a lot of mystery and completely different. The many sword weapons that are hanging in the mansion are the flying swords that the girl takes out of the "Sword Cang" every day.

Raise a sword for a thousand days, use it for a moment.

The flying sword sounds—

In the courtyard, Ning Yi's face was pale and a muffled groan in pain in her breath. Pei Fan, who had his hands on Ning Yi's back, looked solemn. She was still in the final stage of "removing the dead energy" and could not be distracted. She tried her best and could only use a trace of her thoughts.

Inside the divine pool.

Ning Yi, who had lost consciousness, was condensed by a human form of a ray of divine thoughts, floating above the divine pond, his clothes were free of wind, and waves of black air floated out and slowly overflowed.

The crushed white jade was clearing out the dead energy one by one... These dead energy eroded Ning Yi's heart and could not be completely eliminated. They could only rely on Zishan's secret techniques to suppress it.

The female sword fairy, who gently pressed her palm on "Ning Yi"'s forehead, raised her head and seemed to see the scene outside.

Senior Chu Xiao’s thoughts have dissipated.

The female sword fairy took a light breath, pressed a finger on her eyebrows, and recited a word silently.

"go."

The word "go" exploded in the courtyard-

A wave of flying swords was vast and sturdy, like a character slashing out, connecting the head and tail, and the energy was round.

The tip of the sword connects the hilt, and one after another smashes the plaque in front of the mansion door, snatching the "frame" and then comes out. In an instant, the wooden door explodes. The sword is majestic and murderous intent is as if a big river is hanging.

Cao Ran, who had just stood up, was instantly hit by a "Sword River".

Cao Ran had no expression on his face, and he stepped forward with countless flying swords.

He raised one hand, pushed away a sword tide in his waist, pinched the sword energy river connected to Jackie Chan, and stepped on it. The entire sword river was trampled to pieces and splashed everywhere. The flying swords were hanging high like stars, turning the sword tip back, aimed at the northern Zhulong, and instantly submerged down.

The sword energy gathered and enveloped him, Cao Ran made a "window opening" gesture with both hands, but what he saw was not clear.

It is the second wave of sword energy.

The second wave of sword energy flew without warning and hit the north side, causing the cultivator to stagger. When he stood firm, countless flying swords swayed around the vortex, covering the sky and the sun, and darkened.

"good."

"What a sword-driven kill."

Cao Ran stood in the sword energy world, and the vast sword energy scratched the red robe.

The young man shook for a while and immediately stood firm. The hot breath of his body opened and closed, like an old dragon breathing, splashing out of thin air. Seven or eight swords tried to poke into his three-foot sword weapon, and was instantly surrounded by Mars, and the sword body was dyed red, then hit his shoulders, waist and back, and turned into powder.

He took a long breath, looked at a man and a woman in the courtyard, and chuckled softly, "Hide hundreds of swords, control the sword and kill. With this hand, it is much taller than the turtle in Guifu Mountain."

The girl narrowed her eyes and did not answer.

The young man with a straw hat surrounded by Mars on his body picked up a magic seal at will.

What kind of person is Cao Ran?

Judging from his posture and appearance of walking and talking, he was just a rough man who traveled around the world. However, at this moment, the method of pinching this seal is extremely particular: press the third section of the ring finger with the thumb, bend the index finger to top the first section of the thumb, and clench the fists with the other three fingers.

Apart from the layers of sword energy, the girl sitting on the waist drum pillow in the courtyard saw the seal and her pupils slightly contracted.

"The Great Light Curse of Lingshan..."

Cao Ran was in the sword energy, and his hearing was still very sharp. He pinched the seal and was not in a hurry to do it, but said softly: "You actually recognized it? It is indeed the Great Light Curse of Lingshan."

"The Lingshan Dharma is never passed down. Where did you get it?" Pei Fan stared at Cao Ran and asked word by word.

"Of course, Guangmingzheng University came to the university." The man in the hat smiled and said, "I have visited many holy sons of the holy mountain. Most of them are afraid of being beaten and cannot be closed. Only Lingshan is an exception, so I paid some slight price. After following the lay Buddhists of Wushan in Lingshan for a while, what I had been most annoying before was the sword cultivator with extremely powerful power. The great master taught me this trick. This magic seal is dedicated to breaking the sword finger killing method that has formed its own world. Not only is the "Great Light Mantra", but also the "Great Compassion God Water Seal", the "Medicine Mantra", and the "Compassion Mantra". I know so many of them. Do you want to take a look one by one?"

Cao Ran crushed the seal.

Being in darkness, shining brightly.

Pei Fan's sword energy world was wrapped around Cao Ran and began to shake violently at this moment.

The Zhulong from the North once again made a seal, pressing his index finger with his right hand against his index finger, clasping his fists with his hands, and putting his thumbs together and flat on the index finger with his right hand.

Mercy Mantra!

With the emergence of this spell seal, a spider web exploded into the sole of Cao Ran's feet, and a golden Sanskrit character rose up in a buzzing manner, rippling like a golden ink-

The sword weapon was broken, and hundreds of long swords hanging high over the heaven and earth were overwhelmed by the condensation of this seal technique and burned into ashes.

Cao Ran shook his hands and settled his sleeves.

He slowly sat back, waved his sleeves, sat back to the stone pier, looked at the girl Pei Fan on the other side of the courtyard with a smile, and asked softly: "How?"

The sword weapon has dispersed.

Pei Fan silently stared at the ashes of the sword weapon falling from the sky, and the hot ashes were flying ashes.

This time, I used the three hundred hidden swords in the "Sword Cang", and the original intention was to trap this candle dragon, but as a result, the other party's magic seal was directly broken.

Cao Ran sat back on the waist drum stone pier, his breath still stretched, and his hat veil swayed in the hot wind.

The temperature in the whole courtyard became hotter.

The flying sword just now relied on not just the "Ci's spell".

A flying sword ashes fell on the girl's shoulders. She could feel the remaining warmth on it. She looked at Cao Ran with a three-point fear... What kind of monster is this? Is it a cultivator with the bloodline of the demon clan? He actually has such a talented secret technique?

The distance between the two is only three meters.

Three feet apart, just a short distance.

For Cao Ran, breaking the flying sword just now is equivalent to "regaining freedom". Although the number of sword cultivators in the two worlds is rare, their killing power is obvious to all. For flying sword cultivators who practice the "sword control point killing" method, they only need to move closer to within three feet to cause a huge blow.

Cao Ran knew that with his body and fighting to collect the bills, if he really got close to the woman's body, he only needed one punch or one punch to make this girl named Pei lose her virginity.

It's no exaggeration.

For this madman, there is no such thing as pity for the beauty. If he takes action, he will never stop.

Cao Ran’s greatest respect for his opponent is to give his all.

But he did not choose to move forward, but sat back on his waist drum, not because he was soft-hearted.

If he could, he would have stepped within three feet of Pei Fan's girl and punched that winning punch long ago.

"Cao Ran, you are very good."

Pei Fan's voice slowly rang in the courtyard.

Even at this moment, her divine consciousness still had no strength.

Most of my energy is placed in Ning Yi's heart lake.

The removal of the dead energy has reached the final stage, and only the last bit is left, and there is no clearance.

Cao Ran approached the Bronze Mansion Gate and unconsciously clenched his fists. His six senses were extraordinary and he could often predict the future. Especially when fighting, he could always point him out a correct "bright way".

At this moment, he actually had the idea of ​​opening the door.

Cao Ran narrowed his eyes and looked around. The veil swayed, and the voice under the veil murmured: "Formation?"

One after another, the light flowed in the ancient bronze gate of the mansion. The incomplete talismans falling on the ground were previously shaken by the formation of Guifu Mountain and fell to the ground, with only embers left. At this moment, they rekindled and lit up a trace of light again.

Invisible pressure is shrouded in it.

Cao Ran turned his head and looked at Pei Fan, and asked with a smile: "Do you think your formation can suppress me?"

Pei Fan shook his head and said, "It's not my formation."

Cao Ran frowned.

Pei Fan, who pressed his hands on Ning Yi's back, completed the final removal of his dead energy.

Ning Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air, his head drooped slightly, and the black strands on his arms finally disappeared, and his consciousness fell into an empty sleep.

Pei Fan gently arranged Ning Yi and gave him a comfortable posture lying on the stone table.

The boy's hot cheeks were pressed against the table, and he seemed to have a slight dream.

"The formation belongs to Mr. Lu Sheng, and it is said to be the most powerful suppression array in a square inch." Pei Fan stood up and asked jokingly: "By the way, have you heard of the name Lu Sheng? Lu Sheng, five hundred years ago, the master of Shushan Mountain."

Before he finished speaking, Cao Ran's expression changed suddenly and he wanted to stand up.

Huge pressure suddenly came-

At this moment, Cao Ran's hat was broken and turned into a stream of fire, burning all over in an instant, revealing a pretty face, but the young man's face was originally as white as jade, but now it was as hot as fire, rising red, and a pain emerged between his eyebrows.

A formation condensed from the soles of his feet. The stone pier under his seat was carefully selected by the girl to buy it as a "decoration". At this moment, it became the eye of the formation, and Cao Ran was in the heart of the formation.

Pei Fan pressed a finger on the middle of his eyebrows, and his mind returned to his position, so she could finally let go of her hands and feet.

Cao Ran struggled to fight the pressure of this terrifying formation. He raised his head and saw a woman looming under the high temperature.

A series of blazing sword lights emerged behind the woman.

"And...you said it was a little wrong."

"This method is not about wielding a sword and pointing to kill, nor is it about hiding hundreds of swords."

The sword cave heaven is opened.

One, two, hundreds, thousands.

It is dense, and the number is still increasing.

The girl asked softly: "Sometimes the human power is exhausted, the sword energy is endless. Cao Ran, can he still fight?"

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