The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. In the inconspicuous courtyard, Ning Chen closed his eyes to protect the Dharma. In the room not far away, Lin Yuzhen was fully concerned about healing and wanted to recover his combat power as soon as possible.

The little gourd floated beside the King Qi, using his own strength to help him heal his wounds, and his tender little face was covered with fatigue.

At this moment, in the courtyard, the void was rolling, and a illusory figure in a white dress appeared. After walking out, he immediately waved his hand to close the surrounding space.

"Three Pavilion Masters?"

Seeing the visitor, Ning Chen opened his eyes and said slowly.

"Young Master Ning, there is not much time, I have something to tell you."

Jing Wuxia looked at the person in front of her and said quickly, "Second sister said that the sword of symbiosis of the birth cannot be repaired with external force, otherwise it will be created by human swords. If you want to repair that sword, you can only use your own blood power to raise the sword day and night. One day, your sword of dynasty will recover as before, but it will take no one knows how long it will take."

Ning Chen stared at him and nodded, "Thank you, the third Pavilion Master, for telling me, I wonder how the second Pavilion Master is injured?"

"My second sister is not seriously injured. Young Master Ning, I can't stay too much, so I'll leave. In the future, if you fight with my second sister, please remember my second sister's love for helping you today, and show mercy."

As the words fell, Jing Wuxia's figure gradually faded away, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared between heaven and earth.

The former left, and the enclosed space returned to its original state. Ning Chenjing stood there, and the light flashed in his eyes, and something was getting worse and worse. It seemed that both of these pavilions were in an unknown and difficult-to-speaking hidden secret.

"The ugliness of human hearts are really disgusting." The demonic energy surged, and the demon body walked out and said coldly.

"There is good and evil, so is human and so is demons"

Ning Chen looked at the center of the faraway pavilion and said calmly, "At least, this three pavilion master can remind me that this person who has never known me is not easy. If you are kind, if God does not bless you, you will know your fate."

"Do you have this ability?"

The demon body sneered and said, "Don't forget, we still have difficulty in protecting ourselves. If we don't wake up, we may be in danger at any time."

"I will try my best to find the method of stepping on the immortals. I don't want to let it live again in the past tragedy, and it won't work once," Ning Chen said calmly.

"I will help you on the road to immortality, but your useless kindness can be collected."

The demon body said, and the figure dispersed and penetrated into the former body again.

Ning Chen stood silently in the courtyard, staring at the cold moon in the sky, light flashed by, good and bad luck depended on each other, this trip to Jiange did not come in vain. He had already obtained what he should have, and next, he should face the disaster.

In the room, Lin Yuzhen's breath was calmer and his body was healing day and night. With the help of the small gourd, he finally gradually suppressed the injuries in his body.

Three days are coming in a blink of an eye. When the moon sets and the moon rises, Lin Yuzhen walked out of the room not far away, and his breath returned to the peak.

"Brother Ning, let's go," Lin Yuzhen said softly.

Ning Chen nodded, and had just taken a few steps, and stopped again.

In front of the courtyard, a woman in purple dress appeared, her beautiful face was cold, and the ancient sword in her hand was not unsheathed, and her murderous aura had appeared.

"The Second Pavilion Master" Lin Yuzhen narrowed her eyes slightly and said.

"Leave Fengming Sword and I will let you go," Shui Wuyue said indifferently.

"Sorry, I can't do it"

Lin Yuzhen responded, stepped forward two steps, blocked the front, and said, "Brother Ning, you go first, just hand it over to me."

"Be careful of your highness"

Ning Chen said, and continued to step forward, and for a moment he was wrong. He paused slightly and said softly, "Second Master, you should be careful too."

Shui Wuyue was silent and had no answer.

Ning Chen didn't say anything more. With a step, his figure flashed and rushed towards the sword tower in the distance.

Shui Wuyue did not stop him. After the former left, he raised his right hand and said with a clang. The sun shone out of the sheath. Suddenly, the sunlight soared into the sky, illuminating the dark night.

Without a word, the battle situation suddenly broke out, and the sunset broke through the sky and came out of life.

Lin Yuzhen's expression calmed down, and she waved her hand and appeared in a sword. The phoenix slammed into the world and met with a sword.

With a loud bang, the two swords confronted each other, the boundless air current fluctuated, and the courtyard behind collapsed and fell apart.

"There is a sad sound in the sword"

Feeling the sound of the woman's sword in front of her, Lin Yuzhen's eyes flashed in her eyes, the more heavy the sword was, the wind and thunder were turbulent on the sword, and the divine power was astonishing.

"Yin Yue Tianyang"

After several battle moves, Shui Wuyue pointed to the Condensation Yuan, purple flames rose all over his body, and the sword scriptures reappeared. Little blood stained his clothes red, and the old wounds backed, and the body was in danger of being extremely powerful.

"Phoenix dances in the nine heavens"

The ultimate move comes, the world sinks, Lin Yuzhen's best moves, and her whole body flashes, and her sword dances like a phoenix, making her amazing talent.

With a clanging sound, the two swords confronted again and again, and the blood continued to drip from the corner of Shui Wuyue's mouth, and her injuries became more serious.

"You are injured and are not my opponent. Second Pavilion Master, what are your difficulties?"

Lin Yuzhen waved his sword, shook the person in front of him with one sword, and said.

Shui Wuyue did not answer, her expression was still cold. She stepped out and the earth under her body collapsed and she rushed up again.

The breath on the sword was hard to hide. The Qingkong Divine Sword felt the sadness in the master's heart, and the sword body also cried with tears, one by one, one by one.

The light of the two swords attacked, shaking up the dust waves in the sky, and the interlaced figures, no one showed mercy, or helplessness, or had difficulties. However, if there is a different position, how can we show mercy?

"Well"

After a hundred moves, a muffled groan sounded in the sword wave, and Shui Wuyue retreated continuously. On her left shoulder, blood flowed down and dripped on her ground.

The body is severely damaged, and the strength is difficult to show. A hundred moves are confronting, and the old injuries in Shui Wuyue's body are completely exploded, and his true energy is messy and stirred up, which is backfiring.

The sword is leaning on the ground, blood is stained with dust and sand, Shui Wuyue staggers and vomits vermilion.

Lin Yuzhen waved her hand to disperse the dust waves, looked at the woman who was severely injured in front of her, and stepped forward step by step, and the magical sword in her hand did not stop because of victory or defeat.

"Come again"

Shui Wuyue said exhaustedly, barely supporting herself, and the sharp edge of the sword trembled, obviously reaching its limit.

"To you, I am not qualified to say something to spare you once."

The former did not admit defeat and would be disrespectful if he held back. Lin Yuzhen's figure flashed through and the sword edge broke through the air.

When the sword arrived, a light of relief flashed in Shui Wuyue's eyes, but she did not dodge or avoid it, and she met the Fengming Divine Sword with her body.

"Squeeze"

The sound of the sword cutting through the body was so harsh that the vermilion red overflowed and dyed the divine sword.

Shui Wuyue's eyes shrank slightly. In front of her, a familiar figure blocked her, with the sword thrusting through her body, blood gushing, and her eyes were mist.

"Little Sister"

What I couldn't believe, Shui Wuyue's body trembled violently, stepped forward and helped the woman in front of her, and reached out to cover the bleeding chest of the former.

"Ahem"

The sword tip penetrated the body, hurting the heart, Jing Wuxia coughed violently, and blood continued to overflow from his mouth.

"Second Sister"

Jing Wuxia called out weakly, then coughed violently again, and the veil on her face was blew away, which was extremely dazzling.

"Why are you so stupid!"

Tears flowed down in Shui Wuyue's eyes, and the coldness in her expression could no longer be seen, and instead it was pain and regret. What is the persistence of this life, for now?

"Second Sister"

Jing Wuxia slowly raised her right hand, covered with blood and even more reluctant.

The next moment, the slender hands fell, silently, and the sadness was gone for a lifetime, and regret was over.

Holding the former's warm body, Shui Wuyue's body trembled violently, tears flowed silently in her eyes, gradually turning into a dazzling red.

"Little sister, you can bear it for a while, and the second sister will take you out of here soon."

Shui Wuyue carefully picked up the woman in her arms and walked towards the pavilion in front step by step.

Behind, Lin Yuzhen looked at the two of them leaving, her eyes slightly darkened, and she sighed deeply in her heart.

On the Sword Tower, on the seventh floor, a young man in red walked over and made a sword in Taichung, and the star soul rose and fell. The aura on the sword spread out one after another. After being recast, his power was even greater than before.

Ning Chen walked forward, blood oozing out from his right hand, dripping down, making the final quenching of the Star Soul into a sword.

The phoenix blood stained the sword. In an instant, on the seventh floor of the sword tower, red lights were flourishing, and the sword waves rolled, sweeping across the eight wildernesses.

Above the nine heavens, the heaven and earth are touching, and the stars are falling all over the sky, passing through the sword tower to block it, shining on the divine sword.

The treasure of heaven and earth, the star soul and iron mother, become a sword tonight, and the stars echo.

"Sword of Heaven"

Mei Wuhen was feeling at the top of Jiange. His eyes opened and he looked at the direction of Jianta, and his face flashed with coolness.

He took a step forward and wanted to leave. At this moment, a purple figure appeared in front of him, covered in blood and murderous aura.

"Water has no moon!"

Seeing the visitor, Mei Wuhen's eyes turned cold and she said in a deep voice, "You are so brave, you dare to show murderous intentions to me."

The water is silent, and the figure flashes by, the sun shines on the moon, and the sword breaks the past.
To be continued...