Within Ten Meters, Fly In Situ

Waking up at the beginning of the day, the white night was poured out from the black ink cartridge, dyeing the day just for a while.

Everyone gathered in front of the hall.

For the convenience of sneaking in, Yun Wan was dressed inconspicuously. The gray cloak covered her figure and half of her face. Although her appearance was simple, the leaked spiritual power still made people notice her at a glance.

It is even more difficult to completely hide it.

"Late night."

Before leaving, Liu Chen suddenly called her to him.

Yun Wan walked over obediently, and he stretched out his hand: "Give me the spiritual seal you wore earlier."

Yun Wan blinked suspiciously: "The one the head gave me?"

Liu Chen nodded.

Yun Wan took out the spirit seal from the storage bag and put it in his palm, saying in a regretful tone, "But it can't be used now." With the growth of cultivation base, this spirit seal can no longer suppress the current self.

Looking at the spirit seal, Yun Wan sighed regretfully.

Liu Chen didn't speak.

I saw his palms together, and a faint spiritual light poured out from between his fingers. After a while, the spiritual seal was strengthened again by him. He handed her the spirit seal again, and said softly, "Wear it all the time."

Surprise flashed across Yunwan's eyes, she took the spirit seal like a baby, and put it on obediently.

The spiritual power was quickly suppressed, and that delicate and bright face was gradually restrained into an ordinary appearance.

Yun Wan touched her face, her eyes sparkled with joy: "This way you don't have to worry about being discovered."

Liu Chen smiled softly, and patted her head with his palm: "Call Miao Miao, we'll set off immediately."

Yun Wan nodded, turned around and gave Li Xuanyou some advice, and then dispersed into two teams, each leaving in opposite directions.

The four of them rode on the pegasus and carefully shuttled through the mountain boundary.

The invasion of the Demon Realm changed the appearance of the Qingyun Realm greatly. The mountains were covered with a thick layer of blackness, and the aura was polluted by filth. Looking at the past, it was full of oppressive colors.

The Tianma crossed the sea, turned over the barren mountains, and after several hours of galloping, the shadow of the Kunlun Sect could be seen faintly. Surrounded by a fairy mist, the Taoist sect stood majestically.

Yu Wuya raised his palm and released the tracking talisman, and the thin talisman paper was soon smudged with black.

He folded his palms together, and his eyes swept towards Yunwan faintly: "There are demon soldiers around, be careful."

Yun Wan and Liu Miaomiao carefully concealed their aura, and hid in the dark with their master to observe the situation.

After a while, the whistle sounded not far away, and the figures of Li Xuanyou and others appeared in the sky. The nuns of the Acacia Sect were riding on the backs of the half-demons, and the noise they made really disturbed the lurking magic soldiers.

Numerous translucent black shadows swarmed up with spears in their hands, like dark clouds one after another, quickly turning day into night.

Everyone in Su Wenzong was calm and unhurried, deliberately leading the demon soldiers far away.

Taking this opportunity, Tianma went straight to the back mountain of Kunlun.

However, at this moment, a black mist descended from the sky and blocked the way.

Yu Wuya's expression tightened, and he drew out the Scarlet Shadow Sword to protect the three of them without hesitation.

The wisp of black mist turned into a tall, slender shadow.

The man stepped on Xuanyun, with dark lines outlined on his battle robe, his long hair was tied high by a golden dragon and a feather crown, his eyebrows and eyes were the same as Xie Tingyun's, but the magic lines on his forehead and a pair of red pupils completely separated him from Xie Tingyun.

Mo Hua held the Tiansha Sword in both hands, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, staring at the few people coldly.

Yun Wan's face suddenly changed. In their original plan, they never expected that Mo Hua would find them so soon.

The atmosphere froze, and the air was full of dangers.

With the spirit seal attached to him, Mo Hua really didn't look at Yun Wan much, his eyes passed through her and Liu Miaomiao, and fell directly on Liu Chen, and then, a voice came over, "Junior brother looks good, he must be in good health." It's already healed."

He meant something, making Liu Miaomiao's face suddenly gloomy.

"Let me guess." Mo Hua raised his eyebrows, "Junior Brother wants to use the Fuyun Mirror to go back to the past and turn things around?"

It is no secret in Qingyun Realm that Liuchen possesses the Fuyun mirror.

As for where the mirror is in the Kunlun sect, it is not known.

Xie Tingyun's life and death are unknown, and Kunshan is surrounded by demon soldiers. Liu Chen and the others will come back at this time, there can only be one reason - that is Fu Yunjing.

Sure enough, he was caught by him.

Mo Hua looked at Liu Chen's thin figure sarcastically: "You, a half-dead cripple, want to change the destiny? It's ridiculous."

Hearing this made people very unconvinced, when Liu Miaomiao was about to argue, she heard Liu Chen whispering in her ear: "Miaomiao, you guys go first." As he spoke, he stopped in front of them.

Liu Miaomiao looked over blankly: "Master..."

He remained silent, flicked his sleeves slightly, and the Changli Qin fell into his palm.

Liu Chen took two steps forward with the piano in his arms, facing Mo Hua, he couldn't avoid his gaze: "Wu Ya, I will leave it to you, Junior Sister."

Yu Wuya glanced in Mo Hua's direction for the last time, and pinched his fingers to enlarge the Scarlet Shadow Sword. With his left hand Yun Wan and his right Miao Miao, he threw the two of them onto the sword without any explanation.

How could Mo Hua let them escape, he pinched his fingers and condensed his Qi, and Wan Jun's sword Qi turned into a huge double-headed purple python, roaring and rushing towards the backs of the three of them.

Yu Wuya was about to bend over to deal with it, when he saw an afterimage flashing, and the sound of the clanging piano was like a high mountain and flowing water, turning into a continuous Taoism to undo the killing sword.

Liu Chen's fingertips landed on the strings, he glanced sideways slightly, and said with a more serious tone: "Go."

Mo Hua recognized Liu Miaomiao among the three at a glance, while dealing with Liu Chen, he did not forget to taunt: "A hundred years ago you abandoned your brother and brother; a hundred years later, you are still hiding behind the master and being a coward, Liu Chen Dust, this is really a good apprentice you taught."

Liu Miaomiao froze when she heard the sound, her expression changed instantly.

Yun Wan knew that this was a thorn in Liu Miaomiao's heart, fearing that she would be provoked, she held her hand firmly: "Senior Sister, don't listen to his nonsense..."

Before the words fell, Mo Hua's voice came again: "But it's true. Your master is a weak and incompetent person, how can he teach people who are eager to drink blood, like your brothers..."

"shut up-!"

These words completely angered Liu Miaomiao. Regardless of Yunwan's obstruction, she broke away from her hand and jumped off the sword, angrily scolded with red eyes: "My master is the **** of Kunshan, and everyone who sees him should respectfully call him Lord Shuyu, How can you, such a shameless, wretched and lowly villain, be able to judge at will!"

Mo Hua's face suddenly darkened.

Liu Miaomiao didn't know how to be afraid at all, and scolded sharply: "As for my senior sisters and senior brothers, they are martyrs who eliminate disasters for the world and seek blessings for the common people. You despicable and stubborn rats are not worthy of mentioning their names." ,You do not deserve!"

She scolded him word for word so that he couldn't speak back.

"You are... so courageous!"

Mo Hua's face was distorted, and the blade pointed heavily at the boundary, and in an instant, the killing intent shook the sky and the earth.

Liu Chen quickly blocked in front of several people, his pale fingertips plucked the silver string, and the rhymes spread out layer by layer, once again blocking the pouring sword curse.

This time, Mo Hua was determined to get rid of her, so he crossed Liu Chen and went straight to Liu Miaomiao.

The anger has completely invaded her reason, Liu Miaomiao did not dodge, she really wanted to take this battle.

"Senior Sister! Let's go!"

Looking at the Tiansha sword that was close at hand, Yun Wan anxiously grabbed her sleeve, regardless of her willingness, forcibly dragged her to the sword.

Liu Miaomiao has never seen Mo Hua's methods, but she has. With their current strength, they are no match for Mo Hua at all.

Mo Hua's intention was to provoke her, if he fought back, it would be his wish.

Zheng-!

Hearing a buzzing sound, Liu Chen pulled out a slender silver snow sword from the body of the qin, and the sword touched the sword. It was clear that the sword body was as soft as water, but its strength was as strong as pine, and it easily blocked the Tiansha sword back.

"Miao Miao." Liu Chen didn't turn his head back, "We must protect Junior Sister well."

Liu Miaomiao's nose turned red, she suddenly returned to calmness, she stood stiffly in place, her eyes fixed on Liu Chen's back.

In the boundless world, her master was dressed in white clothes and was as cold and dusty as ever. It is said in the world that Mr. Shuyu has long been humble and peaceful, and has nothing to do with the world. Only Liu Miaomiao knows that before he was hit by the soul-destroyer, his master was also a proud and conceited person.

For Yuhuiyuan, he gave everything.

How could she... How could she make him lose again.

Tears flowed out all of a sudden, Liu Miaomiao didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and jumped on the Scarlet Shadow Sword to leave with them.

Mo Hua still wanted to chase after him, but he saw Liu Chen sitting in the air, his sleeves billowing, and a few strands of light green aura flashed out from his hands on the Changli Qin. Forces are different.

Light spots rose continuously, and thousands of brilliance washed the sky and the earth, and dispelled the surrounding miasma in an instant.

The eyelashes under his long eyebrows were lowered, and when he flicked his index finger inward, he could hear the sound of the piano, which was very clear and distant.

Mo Hua frowned, his expression was unclear, so he said, "You are a useless person, and you still want to fight with me?"

If it were a hundred years ago, he would still be able to fight him a few times, but now, with the death of his soul, and his spiritual veins are completely lost, why do he think he can be stopped.

Mo Hua was full of disdain, but suddenly, the clear voice turned into thousands of threads passing through his chest, and his internal organs were churning, which almost made him lose his grip on the sword.

Liu Chensu made a hook, this time it was the soul.

"ah-!!"

Mo Hua didn't hold back, and screamed out in pain, his body became unstable, and he half-kneeled on the ground immediately, if it wasn't for the support of the sword blade, he would definitely fall from the top of the cloud to the ground.

But this is not the end yet, the curling sound of the piano is like a shooting star chasing the moon, coming towards him one after another.

Those sound veins formed a line, and the line was hooked into a net, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, making it impossible for him to avoid and escape.

Mo Hua clutched his chest, only realizing something at this moment.

This is not an ordinary piano sound, but...it is the legendary Seven Killing Qin!

With the three souls as the strings and the seven souls as the notes, play the song of death. This is the Qishaqin.

In other words, Liu Chen wanted to exchange his life for his life!

Mo Hua trembled all over, and finally lost his previous composure, forced his body to look at him, his pupils flickered with astonishment: "Liu Chen, are you really not afraid of death?"

The clouds between the sky and the earth faded away, he was wrapped in white clothes by the soul of the piano, there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes:

"If you follow the Tao, why should you be afraid of life and death?"