Su Xing couldn't take his eyes off it. There was a gorgeous and complex formation of swords under his feet. This formation was like a big tree with branches and leaves spreading out into twelve small formations. The clear light soared to the sky, and the green leaves were lush. Su Xing's entire body People also seem to have turned into an ancient tree in the sky.
The materials refined from Twelve Kou Zhenxie Langzhu floated on the small formation. Su Xing made a tactic with both hands, and the auspicious cloud of Ziqi made a soft "bang". Kou Town Xielang Bamboo is wrapped in it.
The mantra from Su Xing's mouth slowly resounded, the purple zhenqi was brighter and hotter than the flame, and suddenly became more vigorous, the purple light suddenly rose and continued, and the Zhenxie bamboo floating inside began to gradually melt.
Su Xing's face became serious, and he stared at the object without blinking.
After half an hour, Zhenxie Langzhu gradually elongated and became a sword embryo. Seeing this, Su Xing flicked his sleeves and casually rolled up a jade box on the ground. The lid of the box opened instantly, revealing There is a faint purple light, and the aura is filled with gravel.
Putuo purple bamboo sand is made of Putuo purple bamboo through ninety-nine and eighty-one processes. It is an excellent material for forging wood magic weapons. It sticks to spirituality and is indestructible. .
The blue light shines brightly, and the faint cloud pattern is revealed along with the purple light of the purple bamboo sand. Then Su Xing activated the sword formation, and struck out several spells in a row, and disappeared after entering it. Then he took a deep breath, bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and breathed out Blood spurted out of the mouth. As soon as the essence and blood along with the natal heart flower stained the surface of these sword embryos, all of them were absorbed into it, and then the color of the sword embryos flashed the color of red rosy clouds.
Su Xing lifted his spirits, raised his eyebrows, and controlled one of the wooden swords with his spiritual thoughts. Various obscure patterns flashed in the formation. Su Xing's ten fingers seemed to outline silk threads, and he began to rotate the flying sword, and then swiped a pen Started to carve the shape of the wooden sword, just like an iron painting, charming like a silver hook, like sand scratches, flowing clouds and flowing water, arrays, engravings, and spells were carefully refined in, and the plain wooden sword suddenly looked like a beauty changing makeup , The blade of the sword has cloud patterns and flowing water, clear light, branches and leaves, full of agility.
Twenty-four hours later.
Twelve cyan flying swords floated around Su Xing's body, standing upright in the air, standing still like a heavenly bamboo, with blue light of one color, fading and fading. The twelve flying swords are emerald green, with dazzling cloud patterns for suppressing evil, and the blade exhales a powerful clear light, blowing in waves, quiet and far-reaching, with a long history.
There are two seal characters engraved on the hilt of the sword... Langya!
Su Xing looked at the twelve Langya swords with amazement. The flying sword made of Wannian Suppressing Evil Langzhu is really incomparable, and it seems to have reached the realm of psychics. Generally, the evil spirits backed away three feet in a crooked way, and with a clear light, Su Xing looked like a hermit and expert, with a calm and dusty smell.
What surprised Su Xing even more was that the Langya sword warmed and nourished the body, and the withered lotus flowers of the Zen heart immediately stopped withering, and a warm current flowed through the meridians of the whole body, and the state of mind reached an unprecedented peaceful state. At the peak of the second stage.
"The Wannian Zhenxie Langzhu is really powerful." Su Xing clicked his tongue.
As soon as Langya broke up, he sang an immemorial voiceless sound, this sound can be called mysterious, and people will never stop aftertaste after listening to it.
The wooden flying sword made at such a high price did not disappoint him. Although the sharpness is far less than that of tearing the sky, Langya Zhenxie Qingguang is capable of destroying evil and eliminating evil. But also sharp three points.
After solving the most important matter of the wooden flying sword, Su Xing heaved a sigh of relief. The next step is to polish the flying sword in the dantian in his body, and wait for the opening of the Fumo Temple in three days.
Su Xing entered the cave alone, retreated and meditated, and constantly tempered Langya. At this time, he turned his hand and a black mirror like a shadow appeared in his hand. Su Xing thought: "I don't know how Wu Siyou is now? It's a pity that she can't go to Fumo Temple together gone."
It is three thousand miles away from Su Xingxu cave mansion.
Tiger Creek Stream at the foot of Tiger Creek Mountain.
The grass was green, and there was a bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang Silk, walking lightly in the attack, not stained with dust.
After a while.
A man and a woman were tired of attacking and stopped.
It was Wu Siyou who was attacked.
"The Temple of Fumo is coming, it would be too anxious to challenge this concubine right now." Wu Siyou was absent-minded, with bare hands, not even the Xingwu.
"Which sister are you?!"
The attacking girl was born cute, wearing a gold hoop, a green and yellow robe with gold silk, a green cloak, a whip tied to the sky, and a cold and sharp long soldier in her hand. Silver and emerald green, dazzling with three stars.
It is Zhou Xingjuanhu Chen Da's Destiny Xingwu who is the seventy-two leader.
"Kill the silver light gun!"
"Zhanlu, be careful." A young handsome man next to him shouted, wearing a light-colored blue and white robe, with an early Xinghe cultivation base, and the use of the twelve-mouth Jiantianshui Flying Sword is extraordinary.
This person's name is Gong Song, a star descendant from Longquanjian. Although Longquanjian is an unknown sect, he has a lot of experience in the art of gully, not to mention the talent of the jumping tiger Chen Da is "Flickering in the stream", This kind of terrain can greatly improve each other's speed and reaction, but it never occurred to them that the two of them would be unable to deal with the glamorous star general in front of them.
And the opponent doesn't even use Xingwu.
"You are so confident and capable, so don't use Xingwu." Gong Song used the aggressive method, doubles and one fight, and nine banners appeared. The banners formed nine springs, forming a formation, and resorted to Longquanjian The unique big formation... Jiuquan trapped dragon formation!
"Stimulus method?" Wu Siyou looked a little disdainful, seeing a hint of praise from the Nine Springs Imperfect Dragon Formation, no wonder he dared to challenge her, some capital.
"I won't kill you, go away by yourself. If you want to seek death in the Empress of Fumo Temple, I will do it myself." Wu Siyou looked careless, as if he was troubled by something.
"Hmph. I'm going to jump into the tiger's territory again. My sister is still so arrogant, but I will regret it." Di Zhou Xing jumped violently, and his figure was like a shadow, overlapping, seemingly real and fake, and the killing silver light gun suddenly appeared. Shaking out a little bit of cold light, it swayed and drifted, and instantly enveloped Wu Siyou.
Mysterious marksmanship.
Chilling!
"Tiger jumping..." Wu Si watched the Nine Springs trapped dragon formation as nothing, retreated a hundred meters, and said flatly: "I just happen to be fighting a tiger!"
What
Jumping Jianhu Chen Zhanlu and Gong Song were shocked when they saw that Wu Siyou was still able to stroll around the courtyard like this.
But what frightened them was yet to come.
Wu Siyou really didn't take out Xingwu, he dug out a bottle of fine wine and gulped it down.
Then the figure flickered, and he greeted the killing silver gun with bare hands.
Yellow rank moves.
Three bowls of spirits subdue the tiger!
The speed, strength, and reaction were faster than before. In the blink of an eye, the jumping tiger's attack was in vain. Wu Siyou hit Chen Da's chest with a punch, and a sharp pain seemed to shatter bones, which was more severe than before. A few points.
Chen Zhanlu blocked it with a culling silver light gun, but he couldn't stop it.
A few consecutive punches made her defense feel like nothing, and she was beaten back again and again, her heart broken.
Without any star martial arts, he injured the star general with his bare hands, and his boxing skills were fierce.
"Are you Wu Song the Walker?"
Huxijian quickly returned to calm. Chen Zhanlu and Gong Song escaped with jade pendants. Wu Siyou didn't have the intention to kill them before the complete star general. He searched in Huxijian, found a few pieces of jade, and then sat on Baixuanlin Huchao Fly up the mountain.
The mountains are extremely high, and there is a hot spring on the ice and snow peak.
Wu Siyou's spiritual thoughts spread for dozens of miles around, and after seeing no one, he dismounted from his mount, lightly untied his skirt, and the fragrance of his virginity wafted, revealing slender curves, soft and boneless jade body. Wu Siyou went down to the hot spring, the warm water was really a supreme enjoyment in the ice and snow.
After bathing in the hot spring for a while, Wu Si sighed slowly, his mind was in a state of confusion, and he thought that leaving that man would make him feel at ease, but it had been a long time, and the image of that hateful man would always flash across, no matter if he saw him face to face. Whether she signed Tianxianxing or called her weird wife, although her time in Suzaku Realm was very short, Wu Siyou felt that those short days were her most unforgettable memory since the beginning of Douxing... In this mutual calculation, life and death Among the Dou Xing, Wu Siyou forgot the Dou Xing and her oath for the first time.
"He is Lin Yingmei's young master, that's why I feel this way." Wu Siyou made an excuse for himself, shook his head and said, "How can I be fooled by a man."
The tone was firm, Wu Siyou was always firm, a month's exhaustion disappeared in this ice and snow hot spring.
Wu Siyou decided to restore himself to his previous self, completely forget about that man named "Su Xing", and only fight for the reputation of Dai Tianshangxing, first of all, he decided to cut off what the man left behind.
Wu Siyou heaved a sigh of relief, and went ashore, her impeccable body was unobstructed, protruding forward and backward, making people crazy, and she ignored the surrounding ice and snow, and the cold temperature was just enough to calm her thoughts. Bai Xuanlin raised his head, Wu Siyou made a random move, and an object flew out.
This object is an exquisite mirror with golden light, which is really beautiful.
As a gift left by Su Xing to Wu Siyou, Wu Siyou should only be a proof of memory left by Suzaku Realm. After all, having such an item in his body is too disturbing to the mind. Through that mirror, Wu Siyou is reflected. The perfect body and those frozen eyes.
"From today on, I will no longer have any connection with you, Su Xing!"
Wu Siyou cut the ice and cut the snow with his voice, holding the mirror in one hand and instilling star power in the other, ready to destroy the mirror.
The golden light shrouded Xuefeng more and more, Wu Siyou actually felt a sun-like warmth soothing his chest, and his whole body was full of warmth, the scene that he blurted out when he dealt with Dongfang Wuji flashed in Wu Siyou's mind again.
A husband for a day, a husband for a lifetime.
She thought of this poor-mouthed remark again, although it made some sense.
"Husband, let's leave this concubine!"
Wu Siyou knew that this was her last sigh.