"Your flying sword is very strong."
Bai Shanshui said to the person in the courtyard: "It's just that you are likely to die."
"I'm already dead."
The practitioner in the courtyard looked at Bai Shanshui and shook his head, and said softly: "You don't have to misunderstand, I just want to make sure that you don't fall into their hands alive, and if that time comes, I will kill you first. Please do the same to me and don't let me fall into their hands alive."
Hearing such impolite words, Bai Shanshui smiled with satisfaction, raised his head, and said, "Very good."
The wind suddenly picked up, and the night became chaotic. More than ten white lines appeared in the sky, and they all fell towards the courtyard. These white lines may be the sword formation jointly performed by some practitioners of the Sword Academy, or some kind of powerful technique. The weapon, the terrifying power contained in it can be felt from a long distance away.
However, the practitioner beside Bai Shanshui didn't pay attention to these white lines. Even during the conversation with Bai Shanshui, his mind was firmly attached to his frivolous flying sword.
His flying sword is very short, and when it flies out of the muddy water, its color is mottled, like the color of muddy water. However, when the sword fell off the head of the strong man sitting under the beam, his sword turned into a flying sword. A restrained deep purple.
During the conversation with Bai Shanshui, his flying sword had already gotten rid of the entanglement of a bright white flying sword, broke into the house, and passed through the body of an old man in gray.
At the moment when the blood mist surged behind the gray-clothed old man, the small sword that had drifted in the ditch like a dead leaf before fell to the ground.
boom!
The gray-clothed old man fell like a mountain into the small space full of sundries. Looking at the fatal wound on his heart, he cried out unwillingly: "Fan Zhuo is dead, where did this man come from?"
Looking at the young cultivator beside Bai Shanshui who could vaguely be seen in the darkness, all the people involved in the siege were also filled with the same shock and puzzlement.
No one knew that the young man was from Chudi.
No one knew his name was Li Yunrui.
To Changling, this unknown practitioner who appeared suddenly was like an air that did not exist at all.
Bai Shanshui didn't care about Li Yunrui's flying sword, she looked up at the sky.
Those white lines in the sky carry a holy meaning, and they are more than a dozen heavenly fires formed by the condensed vitality of heaven and earth.
Feeling the extraordinarily remote and cold and perfect atmosphere, Bai Shanshui can be sure that these sky fires are the work of Zheng Xiu, but what makes her a little hard to understand is that although these falling sky fires are equally powerful, they are just the same as her previous ones. Compared with the breath Jiang Shang felt, it seemed a little more deliberate, a little less natural, and a little blunt.
It is naturally impossible for Zheng Xiu's cultivation base to decline inexplicably.
For her, now is not the time to consider Zheng Xiu's cultivation.
It is difficult for her to resist the power of the fire these days, but she must block it.
She stared at these cold sky fires, and swung her sword recklessly again.
A pool of blue waves surged from her sword, and then turned into an angry waterfall, rolling up towards the sky.
These ten or so celestial fires originally fell at exactly the same time, and they would fall on her and Li Yunrui beside her at the same time. This was a force she could not resist. Breaking through the waves in the middle, but it is clearly separated.
Then, the dark green natal sword disappeared in her hand.
She flicked her ten fingers, and more than ten crystal clear liquid droplets quietly condensed in the air, respectively meeting the more than ten sky fires.
Every impact is like a huge mountain against each other, and countless chaotic vitality of heaven and earth bloom like fireworks.
More than a dozen houses around this small courtyard collapsed from top to bottom like paper.
Bai Shanshui's face was extremely pale, she barely blocked Zheng Xiu's fire, and felt a little proud in her heart, but at this moment, a warning sign appeared in her heart.
A black flying sword flew out among the shattered rubble. This black flying sword was unremarkable, without any unique aura, as ordinary as ordinary broken tiles. she sensed it.
Not only is it unpretentious and restrained, but the timing of this black flying sword is also extremely precise, just like some of Ding Ning's winning moments in the Minshan Sword Festival.
The most important thing is that the killing intent of this sword was not directed at her, but at Li Yunrui beside her.
It was too late for her to block with her sword.
She feels cold.
There was a soft puff in the air.
That was the sound of a sword piercing flesh.
It's just that the sword didn't penetrate Li Yunrui's body.
Bai Shanshui's left arm stretched out in front of Li Yunrui.
This black flying sword pierced her left arm, and then the owner of this flying sword knew that she had won the required time, so he did not continue to fly towards Li Yunrui, but suddenly let out a mournful roar, and rushed straight In the sky, it seems to fly to the limit beyond the control.
Li Yunrui glanced at Bai Shanshui's left arm lying in front of him, and looked at the horrific wound where blood kept gushing out, but his expression didn't change much.
He also didn't look at the black flying sword that was only a fraction of a breath away from killing him, but nodded to Bai Shanshui in a normal way, and said, "Let's go."
With the fall of those white sky fires, the strong killing intent in the surrounding streets and alleys receded like a tide, and the flying sword hidden in the night retreated a little like a poisonous snake.
Bai Shanshui knew it was because of Li Yunrui's appearance.
This practitioner who was absolutely unknown in Changling was not in this round, and no one knew that such a powerful practitioner would appear beside her.
Because of the appearance of such a powerful practitioner who was not planned, it was impossible for Liang Lian to lead his army to kill her or capture her alive in this street.
The longer the battle in such streets and alleys, the more ordinary people in Changling will be killed or injured.
Any old man in Changling, including Zheng Xiu's enemies like Bai Shanshui, is well aware of the cruelty of this woman sitting in the queen's seat.
She doesn't care about paying a little more.
It's just that Lianglian can't afford such a price.
Because of the deaths and injuries of these people... These costs will not be counted on her head in the future, but will only be counted on Liang Lian's head.
So at this moment, the Internet surrounding her and Li Yunrui loosened some gaps.
These are just some openings that were deliberately loosened. After rushing out, they still don't know what is waiting for her and Li Yunrui outside.
It's just that as a rebel, she certainly can't even have the courage to try.
"Walk."
She just nodded calmly, still following behind Li Yunrui like a real valet.
The blood dripped continuously along her arm, and then the blood became strangely lighter and lighter, and what dripped from her arm was no longer blood, but crystal drops of water.
Drops of crystal water fell to the ground without making any sound, and penetrated directly into the solid soil below along the cracks in the bluestone road between Changling Street and alley.
However, there was a drum-like echo and roar from the ground.
The sound became louder and more intense.
The ground of the entire Changling Mausoleum began to shake.
Many Daqin cultivators lurking in the darkness stared at the constantly shaking ground in horror, unable to understand how Bai Shanshui's cultivation could cause such consequences.
"Why is it here?"
Li Yunrui couldn't understand either, he frowned slightly and couldn't help asking softly.
Bai Shanshui smiled rebelliously, and said, "You have been following me, you should know that what I see most these days is the Changling water veins."
"Underground dark river."
Li Yunrui came to his senses, he seemed to be in a daze, but in fact his mind was always focused on his flying sword flying in the air.
"Causing the pulsation of the underground river is just too much of a waste of true energy."
Years of dust fell from the roof tiles like threads, and there were countless panicked sounds in the streets and alleys in the distance, followed by countless coughing sounds.
A light came on.
The entire Changling was awakened from sleep.
"For a person like me, it is natural to die vigorously. How can it be possible to kill me quietly." Hearing Li Yunrui's words, the corners of Bai Shanshui's mouth showed a little pride again, "Wake up Changling , how about spending more real yuan?"
Li Yunrui glanced at her and didn't say anything.
Bai Shanshui knew that he felt that she was too conceited and arrogant at this time, but she just showed a more confident smile: "Follow me from now on."
"If those two people don't show up...if we can block Zheng Xiu's sword, we might be able to leave the city alive."
Li Yunrui frowned slightly.
He wanted to say that whether he could leave the city alive was meaningless to him, but feeling the constant vibrations from the ground, he heard something unusual in Bai Shanshui's words.
In other words, I heard the vitality.
This vitality is at least important to her.