In the quiet sky, Feng Wanxue almost rolled in the teleportation. Bi·Qi·Zhong·Wen·Wen·Shu·Shu·Shu·Shu·Shu·Shu·Shu·Shu·Shu·She·Hand in her arms, as if she was holding a struggling wild boar. In just an instant, her clothes were cut by the spiritual sword.

The sharp sword intent cut her skin, and blood slowly emerged from her arms and waist.

"Continue to guard!" Feng Wanxue got up. Before she could see everyone's expressions, she looked up and looked to the right. Under the windmill on the high mountain, a handsome white horse was staring at this side.

She gritted her teeth suddenly, and she rose from the ground, rushing towards her like a flash of lightning.

When she was about to land, she took a quick step. With a few ups and downs, she rushed to the foot of the mountain.

The spiritual power fluctuation at the teleportation site was revived, and Yukiko Ito, who had already succeeded, appeared at the same time. She glanced around and whispered: "Beware!"

After the words came to her, she hid her body in the void again.

This is Mingyue’s double insurance!

Time passed by seconds. When Feng Huaxue stepped onto the mountain, everyone's hearts instantly rose to their throats.

Feng Wanxue had already held the sword in both hands, holding the sword tip down, but even so, the ancient divine weapon that had no master but had already been psychic still struggled extremely. It was unscrupulously exuding violent sword energy and sword intent. Countless sharp sword energy were like grenades that exploded one after another, and the broken sword energy was like shrapnel. The constantly destroyers divided Huaxue's body protection spirit skills, cutting her skin.

Bai Ze looked at Feng Wanxue, and it nodded slightly at her.

Feng Wanxue knew it, a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly transported her spiritual power to the extreme, then she shouted loudly and inserted her hands downwards!

The struggling spirit sword was instantly blocked by a huge rock!

The next second, a lightning bolt came out of thin air!

"boom!!"

The dazzling lightning flashed out like a huge silver snake, and then instantly penetrated into the struggling spiritual sword body.

The spiritual sword was hit hard, and the sword body trembled slightly!

A trace of contempt flashed in the unicorn's eyes, and when it looked up, another bolt of lightning came out of thin air!

"boom!"

The Spirit Sword is like a stubborn child, or a warrior who would rather die than surrender. He actually stopped after being slashed twice in a row, and then struggled violently.

A trace of anger finally rose in the unicorn's eyes. After a long hissing, a lightning that far surpassed the two lightning bolts just now appeared again!

This time, there was no thunderous sound, but... a squeak!

That's right, it's just a squeak!

Bai Ze's eyes rose wildly. It lowered its head and muttered constantly, as if it was constantly swearing... And the thick lightning actually connected its horn to the hilt of the sword!

After being stunned for a moment, the sword body of the Spirit Sword began to struggle desperately. Its struggle became stronger and stronger and more arrogant, so that Feng Wanxue, who was beside him, couldn't help but shrink her pupils! Then she retreated!

Finally, with a bang, the spiritual sword split the huge rock in half!

Feng Wanxue's face changed drastically! She had already expected that there would be danger when she came to conquer this unintentional psychic, but she did not expect that after Bai Ze's lightning streaks, the sword actually had such powerful and arrogant strength!

If the sword was in the sword saint's hand, how powerful would it be?

Fortunately, the Sword Saint did not seem to have chased in.

At this time, although the spirit sword split the huge rock, it still failed to escape Bai Ze's lightning chain. It struggled constantly in the air and wanted to fly away, but was dragged tightly by Bai Ze with the endless lightning!

Feng Wanxue gritted her teeth suddenly, and she quickly pinched out the sword technique with both hands, ready to use Bai Ze to make a move. However, Bai Ze immediately turned around and roared at her!

Bai Ze's eyes were getting colder and colder. He stood on the top of a high mountain, behind him were five rotating wind turbines, and above his head was an arc formed by continuous current.

The struggle of the spirit sword became increasingly fierce, but under the burning of Bai Ze's seemingly endless current, its struggle gradually slowed down.

Feng Wanxue closed her eyes, and she vaguely heard a cry of sorrow.

Bai Ze let out a low roar.

The spirit sword seemed to understand Bai Ze's words. It struggled hard and lit the hilt of Bai Ze twice.

Bai Ze looked at Feng Wanxue with his eyes and moved the spirit sword to Feng Wanxue with the lightning chain.

Feng Wanxue took a deep breath, and she released her spiritual consciousness and felt the sorrow and anger of the sword spirit in the spiritual sword body.

She sighed slightly and raised her hand flat.

The lightning disappeared, the spiritual sword fell out of thin air, falling steadily on Bai Susu's palm.

"Two choices." Bai Susu stared at the sword body, and she stumbled her spiritual sense into the inside of the spiritual sword.

"One, you surrender to me, two, I will refine your spiritual consciousness and refine a sword spirit."

The coldness of Feng Wanxue made Ling Jian feel that she was not a joke. After a long silence, Ling Jian let out a crisp low sound.

Feng Wanxue took a breath, and she didn't care about the scars on her body. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, then placed the Longyuan Sword flat on the center of her palm.

Seeing this, Bai Ze raised his hooves, loosened the wires under his feet, and then slowly walked towards the distance.

I want to fight with me with a broken sword? I dreamed!! Bai Ze thought so in his heart, but he couldn't help but look back at the windmills, thinking that humans are really strong now... Even electricity can be transformed from wind. I don't know what magic spells are solidified in those magic weapons called "generators"...

As Feng Wanxue conquered the Longyuan Sword, this also meant that the crisis in Youxutian was lifted. Except for Xuan Wu and others who continued to stay at the entrance, the others began to return to the camp under the command of Nano.

Ito Yukiko didn't move. She kept Mingyue's instructions in mind, not afraid of ten thousand, but only afraid of if. In her opinion, Mingyue was the commander with the strongest logical and tactical arrangements she had ever seen...

The bright moon, everything is up to you!

But, so long has passed, can Ding Ling and Bai Susu handle it? Even if the Sword Saint has no sword, he is also a powerful person in the realm. Can they do it?

...

At the foot of Yuqing Mountain, Ding Ling and Bai Susu stood with each other. Their bodies were covered with sword marks, and the red color in Ding Ling's eyes gradually darkened.

The Xuanyuan Sword was held in one hand and hung low and placed beside him. A stream of blood slowly slid down the side of the sword body, which was engraved with mountains, rivers and rivers.

The flow of blood was like a river of blood, flowing slowly towards the sea along the clear lines.

Thirty meters away, the Sword Saint stood quietly, and blood stains had already covered his whole body, especially his back and shoulder blades. A large amount of blood gushed out of the wound that was stabbed by the fish intestine, and the blood had dyed half of his clothes red.

Ding Ling stared at the Sword Saint for a moment, and he pulled the corner of his mouth with some difficulty, giving the Sword Saint a smile.
Chapter completed!