Nangong Xier chose to close her eyes while swinging the sword again.
After Bai He grasped the Feather Crane Sword, his swordsmanship became more fierce and swift, and he used his own illusions when he drew his sword, so that every time he drew his sword, it became more difficult to track. So Nangong Xier closed her eyes and judged the opponent's position purely by the sword energy.
What you see is not what you see, and that is the most deceptive thing.
But if you ignore what you are doing, you are also putting yourself in great danger.
But a moment later, there were several sword marks on Nangong Xier's body.
Su Baiyi touched the pill in the sachet, feeling somewhat hesitant. It was indeed as Senior Sister said, that was their last trump card. Using it too early would put them in a very passive position. But if they didn't take action...
At this moment, Nangong Xier suddenly opened her eyes, and she swung a sword towards the sky.
The white crane had just leaped into the air, and its body was extremely difficult to control in mid-air. Nangong Xier had been waiting for this moment for so long.
Waiting for the decisive sword!
"Okay!" Bai He smiled and swung his sword down.
Bai He's previous sword moves were extremely light and graceful, but this time the sword energy was contrary to its usual behavior and became extremely domineering.
When he was young, he had no surname or name. He traveled the world with Bai Jile. When he saw a white crane taking off its wings by the Mirror Lake, he became obsessed with this extraordinary bird. The crane is a bird of the fairy palace. When it takes off its wings, it looks like a fairy.
A true crane, flying thousands of miles and roaming for thousands of years, should look down upon the world, no less than a dragon.
Nangong Xier also changed the momentum of her sword. The vast and boundless sword intent of flowing water suddenly dissipated without a trace and finally gathered on the Lover's Sword. Then Nangong Xier disappeared along with the sword.
"This... this is!" Su Baiyi exclaimed in shock.
Bai He also widened his eyes. He slowly landed on the ground and stuck the sword in his hand into the ground. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "I have always wanted to see this unique sword move with my own eyes. I thought that man was going to die and I would never have the chance in this life."
The Lover's Sword spun in the air and landed behind Bai He. Nangong Xier also fell heavily. She raised her hand, and a flower that floated from nowhere fell into her hand. She smiled and said, "I've been waiting for this opportunity, too."
Su Baiyi hurried to Nangong Xier's side and asked anxiously, "Senior Sister, how are you?"
Nangong Xier forced a smile: "It's okay, I won't die."
Bai He lowered his head and looked at the bloodstains on his chest spreading little by little. He lowered his head and said, "I thought I had seen through your Sword of Passing Water, but I didn't expect that there was such a trick as seeing flowers in the fog. This time, we are tied."
Nangong Xier replied: "Your swordsmanship is pretty good."
Bai He turned around and said, "It's a pity that today, it's not a duel of swords, but a fight of life and death." He stretched out his hand and grasped the Yuhe sword again.
Su Baiyi picked up the Liangren Sword on the ground and stood in front of his senior sister.
"I have observed you for a long time. Your martial arts skills are very weak." Bai He frowned slightly. "How did you injure the host that day?"
Su Baiyi licked his lips, still hesitating whether to take the pill.
Bai He walked forward slowly with a sword in hand, but just after taking three steps, his eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the ground sideways, fainting. Su Baiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death."
When the disciple guarding the Nether Prison saw Bai He faint, he immediately rushed over with a sword.
Su Baiyi was about to step forward to fight, but he heard Nangong Xier, who was lying on the ground, exclaim, "Be careful!"
"Don't worry, senior sister, these small characters..." Su Baiyi hadn't finished speaking when he noticed a gray shadow suddenly appear beside him. He hurriedly swung his sword, but it was too late. The man passed directly by him, picked up Nangong Xier from the ground, and then ran forward.
"Stop!" Su Baiyi shouted angrily and chased after him with a sword.
Su Baiyi's light Kung Fu was learned from Xie Kanhua's Zousuma Guanhua. His movements were extremely fast, but the man in front was even faster. Even with Nangong Xier on his back, he could always maintain a distance of seven steps from Su Baiyi.
After chasing for about an incense stick of time, the man came to a tall pavilion and jumped into it with Nangong Xier on his back. Su Baiyi followed him in without any hesitation. But after entering the pavilion, the man disappeared. Su Baiyi stopped and began to carefully look at the interior of the pavilion.
The interior of the pavilion was decorated extremely luxuriously, with golden candlesticks lit with candles everywhere. In the center in front of him was a huge bathtub with hot steam coming out of it. Su Baiyi sniffed gently and smelled a faint scent of medicine.
"Who is playing tricks! Aren't I the person you are looking for? Why are you targeting my senior sister?" Su Baiyi held the hilt of the sword and said loudly.
"Why are you so weak?" A voice suddenly sounded, but it came from all directions in the pavilion, and Su Baiyi could not recognize his location at all.
Su Baiyi was stunned: "Whether I am weak or not has nothing to do with you!"
"It's still a bit disappointing." A young man walked out from the corner.
Su Baiyi quickly drew his sword: "Where is my senior sister?"
The young man smiled and said, "You seem to care about your sister. Aren't you curious about where you are?"
"Why should I be curious?" Su Baiyi didn't understand.
The young man shook his head gently: "Your senior sister was hit by Bai He's fatal sword. If she doesn't get treated in time, she will probably have to spend the rest of her life in illness."
"You mean, you rescued my senior sister to heal her injuries?" Su Baiyi asked confusedly.
"I can't do that with such an injury, but my master can." The young man turned around, and the heat above the medicine pool gradually dissipated. Nangong Xier was lying on the soft couch next to the medicine pool, with her eyes tightly closed, looking a little painful. A middle-aged man in a long robe with loose hair reached out and gently pressed on Nangong Xier's forehead, and Nangong Xier's painful expression eased a little bit.
Su Baiyi hurried forward and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him vigilantly.
His intuition told him that although this man was healing his senior sister, he was definitely not his friend and was very scary.
Especially when the man withdrew his hand and turned to look at him.
Su Baiyi felt that all the muscles in his body tensed up in an instant.
The man asked slowly: "Su Baiyi?"
"Yes." Su Baiyi's hand involuntarily wanted to grasp the hilt of the sword.
The man smiled faintly: "I am Ning Qingcheng."
Su Baiyi was shocked. The Grand Palace Master of Shanglin Palace, Ning Qingcheng!
After the battle in which the Demon Sect was destroyed, Ning Qingcheng ranked first on the Tianwu List!