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Chapter 66 Alluring Forbidden Skills, Eight Desolate Starfalls

Quiet courtyard, lonely sycamore tree.

The moonlight is like water, reflecting it.

Looking at Xue Qingqiu who was laughing up to the sky, everyone present could not help feeling a little admiration in their hearts. Ask yourself, if you change yourself in such a desperate situation, it is impossible to smile as happily as she does, and from the beginning to the end, her aura is above everyone else, which shows that it is definitely not a pretending to cover up a guilty conscience, but a real one. laughing.

Sword Inquiring Zong Zhao Kun sighed: "Such a magnanimity is very human, no wonder Brother Lin is such a character, but also fell into the hands of the demon girl."

Pan Kouzhi also sighed: "The night is long and the dream is full. Let's go."

Let's talk about it, but he didn't do it.

No one did anything, everyone fell into silence, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

Xue Qingqiu gave them a strange look, and suddenly understood something, and the maniacal laughter that looked up to the sky suddenly turned into a "puchi", endless jeering.

It's easy to design a trap, but when it comes time to face it head-on, I really don't know how to do it.

Because all those present are the overlords and sect leaders, respected by the world, and their status in the world is extremely high. What's more, for those who have reached this level of cultivation, they are proud of themselves, and it is really difficult for them to rush forward like gangsters.

But if it's a wheel battle, let's go one by one, who is willing to fight Xue Qingqiu to the death first, and let others take advantage of it later?

Being ridiculed by Xue Qingqiu, several people's faces were hot, and they were extremely embarrassed.

Yu Xian sighed, he knew he had to lead the way.

So he was the first to move.

Under the moonlight, I saw a blue shadow passing by, as if through time and space, a dagger suddenly appeared on Xue Qingqiu's eyebrows.

The prestige looked very ordinary, and it seemed that it could not compare to the gorgeous aura of the long street confrontation between Mo Xuexin and Xuan Zhe, but in the eyes of everyone, they were all moved. Shen Tuzui's eyes brightened, and he said loudly: "Good work!" , Where did such a back-to-basics master come from beside a bullshit prince!"

Ji Wuyong's face turned ashen.

Xue Qingqiu's slender hands and ten fingers were like flowers in full bloom. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of crisp sounds of metal and iron, and the man in Tsing Yi floated back a few steps, pointing his short sword.

Xue Qingqiu's smile restrained, and his eyes turned sharp: "The Yang meridian is gone, Your Excellency is a father-in-law."

The man in Tsing Yi was silent.

Xue Qingqiu flashed the color of comprehension: "So it turned out to be Yu Gonggong...I don't know where in the world there is such a master."

Yu Xian didn't answer, the figure moved again, attacking swiftly and inexorably.

Xue Qingqiu stopped playing with him, and his figure became blurred in everyone's eyes, as if the moon in the water had been smashed in by a stone, causing distorted ripples.

And a few feet away, a slender hand came out from the night strangely, and pressed Zhao Kun's back heart.

Zhao Kun slid away in a hurry, already a little late, and the turbulent energy slapped his left shoulder. Zhao Kun spurted blood and fell away. Behind him, Swordsmanship Sect drew out several long swords. Xue Qingqiu brushed them with his slender hand, and there was a "clinking" sound of iron striking.

Looking at Zhao Kun again, his left arm was hanging down unnaturally, and he didn't even survive a single move, so his arm was crippled.

At the same time, Xue Qingqiu had already passed through the formation of twisted swords. The situation of ambush from ten sides seems like a joke, and it will be broken out within one move.

A blue shadow blocked Xue Qingqiu's way at some point, and smiled slightly: "Qingqiu, this road is blocked."

The suzerain of the natural sect, Leng Zhu, the peak powerhouse of Dongxu.

Xue Qingqiu sighed secretly, knowing that several of the people here are the top figures in the world who can be equally as good as him, and the kind of people who would have to spend a lot of effort to fight alone. Even if he doesn't want to besieged, he won't give himself a chance to break through. But the capital cannot fly, and there is little hope of breaking through on the ground.

But these people are not without flaws to find, at least these people are completely different in nature. Shentuzui is a bloodthirsty butcher, with a bloodthirsty killing spirit unmatched in the world, how can Buddhism and Taoism stand it? The Taoist demons reprimanded themselves, but felt that they were restraining each other.

The Leng Zhu in front of him is the same, the most lecturer in the natural sect, he follows nature, imitates all things, and imitates its essence. Leng Zhu lives up to his name, takes bamboo and wood as teachers and friends, pretends to be a gentleman, and hides the edge inside. Even though he was not used to the fierce sword energy of Sword-seeking Zong, why did he mention cooperation with Shen Tuzui?

I really don't know what the organizers are thinking... Maybe Tian Wen, Yuan Zhong, and Leng Zhu didn't expect that Shen Tuzui would appear here in advance. The ambush time is so short and it is impossible to have an internal strife first, so we can only admit it for the time being .

These thoughts quickly passed through his mind, but Xue Qingqiu's figure didn't stop for a moment, the sound of the dragon's chant sounded, Xingpo Yunmiao quietly unsheathed, and slashed away with his sword.

Leng Zhu made a smooth move, and a green bamboo beside him bumped into the sword body, obviously it was just a fragile bamboo, but the divine sword made a clear sound of gold and iron when it fell. With a sound of "铛", the green bamboo floated back into Leng Zhu's hand and turned into a six-foot short stick.

The strange thing is that Xue Qingqiu drifted backward instead, as if he suffered a small loss from this mere blow.

Leng Zhu didn't think too much, Qingzhu drove straight away.

A bright smile appeared on the corner of Xue Qingqiu's mouth, and he floated back in mid-air, his qi reversed strangely, he even turned over directly, and thrust his sword forward sideways.

The dazzling sword light exploded with a sharp and chilling aura, completely different from the ordinary confrontation just now.

Her goal is to prosecute the crime of massacre.

Shen Tuzui laughed loudly and shouted: "Good time!"

The majestic energy blasted out with the iron fist, and the night seemed to be dyed dark red in an instant, becoming strange and bloody, the barren rust and the smell of wronged souls wafted pungently, and the parasol trees in the courtyard moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Started to wither.

Everyone on the righteous path frowned almost at the same time.

Leng Zhu's green bamboo stick was chasing Xue Qingqiu's back, and suddenly felt a terrifying sense of wildness coming from the side and front, and the diametrically opposed Qi naturally counterattacked, almost completely subconsciously attacking and deflecting, and the vegetation business was booming He stood up, firmly suppressing the bloody and barren aura.

Xue Qingqiu leisurely turned into ripples and walked away. There was a clash of vigor over there, and the two looked at each other with anger in their eyes.

It's a long story, but between the rabbit's ups and downs, he didn't even take a breath. Yuxian always chased after Xue Qingqiu's side, finally found the moment when Xue Qingqiu pulled away, and stabbed her in the waist.

Xue Qingqiu's eyes showed the first murderous intent of the night, and he stabbed back with his sword without dodging or evading. Yu Xian was puzzled. Logically, in this kind of siege, she shouldn't take the initiative to exchange injuries like this. Any injury may greatly reduce her hope of escaping. Is Xue Qingqiu impatient? Thoughts flashed by, there was no time to think about it, and the magic weapons of the two hit each other's vitals almost in no particular order.

Under Yu Xian's disbelieving gaze, Xue Qingqiu's body was surrounded by gentle moonlight, and the dagger pierced it, but he couldn't get an inch in!

Several low sighs came from around: "Hui Yueshen Stone."

Xue Qingqiu smiled slightly, and there was a bit of gentleness in the smile, as if he remembered something sweet.

It was a tragedy for the fish string over there, he only had time to unleash the sword energy so that it deflected a little and stuck into the socket of his shoulder. The berserk Xingyue Demon Kung Fu surged in instantly, tormenting wantonly along the meridians, Yuxian spurted blood and fell back to Ji Wuyong, and hurriedly used his kung fu to protect the meridians and stop the demonic energy from raging.

Xue Qingqiu calculated everything, just to temporarily abolish this peak combat power that is completely outside the rules of righteousness and evil.

She succeeded.

Pan Kouzhi, who was quietly watching the battle among the sword servants, sighed: "Brother Leng, Sect Master Shentu, don't stare at me too much. They are all tricked, like fighting cocks."

Leng Zhu snorted softly, and walked away from Shen Tu Zui, as if he was ashamed to be with him. The crime of massacre is also full of murderous intentions, with a ferocious expression on his face.

At this moment, Ji Wuyong gritted her teeth and said, "If you continue to rely on your identities, the temptress will leave unscathed tonight. Let's see what face you have left!"

These words made everyone silent again. Not wanting to be besieged is a face, but if Xue Qingqiu breaks out of the siege with so many strong men, what face is there?

Xuantianzong Wentian Taoist sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master Xue, pay attention."

Following the voice, a gossip formation floated up. Almost at the same time, others also moved.

Yuan Zhong clasped his palms together, the golden light suddenly shone, and the big X-shaped floated towards the sky.

Pan Kouzhi stretched out his hand for a move, and the six long swords on the sword attendant's back came out together, circled a mysterious sword array in the air, and shot down with lightning.

Mo Xuexin closed her eyes, the sky was full of wind and snow.

Including dozens of other strong practitioners, dozens of rays of brilliance came like raging waves, covering the sky and covering the sky in all directions without dead ends, rushing towards the slender and beautiful body in the center.

There was neither sadness nor joy in Xue Qingqiu's eyes, the star soul cloud suddenly spun violently, and a fierce brilliance shot up into the sky. In an instant, the moonlight in the sky was shining brightly, the stars were shining brightly, the wind was howling, and the situation changed.

Daoist Wentian's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Be careful, this is the Eight Desolation Starfall! The skill of the city!"