The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 634 Fairy descends to earth
The day is dim.

Stratus clouds hang low.

You can see the sky, but you can't see the sun.

There are six pools in the clear water of the seven pools, which are blue when viewed close up, but white when viewed from a distance.

Only at the southern end, the second pool of water counting from the mouth of the Big Dipper, whether you look at it from a distance or near, it is full of lifeless colors like green grass and red flowers after withering.

The intrusion of the sword-wielding figure was like a ray of light in the sky, tearing a new line for this corner that was about to be destroyed.

To be able to see the light of the sky and the ray of hope.

That one person and one sword undoubtedly became the focus of the audience.

It's just that the eyes of everyone present kept up, but their thinking stopped.

Tu Wanfang, who only knows how to kill, kills, naturally doesn't care who comes, as long as he kills them clean, he can be happy.

And the six surviving masters of the Xie Xie League, who seemed to be on the verge of escaping death, hadn't completely come out of the despair, helplessness and grief of going to death.

Facing the miraculous change of the Raiders from Heaven before them, they were all stunned on the spot without any reaction.

Until the sword with lingering blue waves and dazzling blue light charged forward, it stirred up a three-foot-high wave in the green pool, which chilled the six people and pushed them back. The talent suddenly woke up!

It's no wonder that the six old rivers and lakes who have been struggling for many years don't have the determination to face the landslide without changing their faces. It can only be said that the enemy they encountered today has transcended ordinary cognition, and anyone who comes will be at a loss.

More importantly, when their hearts were ashamed, the person who appeared in front of them was really amazing.

Everyone has been young, read some novels more or less, listened to storytelling and singing, no matter how bad they are, they also know some folk myths and legends that have been handed down to this day. In those stories, it is not uncommon for heroes to save beauties. Most of the lovers of the couple are heroes of the world.

I always imagine that one day, when they are most helpless, the hero in their hearts will wear golden armor and holy clothes, accompanied by colorful auspicious clouds, and come to save them under the envious eyes of the whole world.

Maybe at that moment, there will be some puzzlement and some doubts in my heart.

Can everyone be a hero?

Can being a hero have a happy ending with a beauty?
Why are there only heroes who save beauties, but no beauties who save heroes?
At some point, even if no one personally explained their doubts to them, they already understood the answers to the first two questions.

As for the third question, they may have forgotten that they still had such innocent thoughts when they were young.

However, at this very moment, when they were trying to be heroes but fell into despair step by step and were most helpless, it was a fairy in fluttering white clothes who descended from the sky and broke through the wall of sighs that imprisoned them. Rescue them!

Although the family has a good wife and children, Mei Tuan's eyes are still attached to the figure, and he is reluctant to move away. The left shoulder that lacks the shoulder skull does not even feel a trace of pain.

Not to mention the remaining five people who were either at odds with each other, or were still alone, their gazes also became a little idiotic.

This fairy is tall and slender, wearing a plain white Taoist robe with azure and cloud patterns on the sleeves, a hollowed-out jade crown to tie her hair, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, a beautiful nose and cherry lips.

Faced with Tu Wanfang, who had disheveled hair, ragged clothes, bloodless body, and did not look like a living person.

It's almost like a white rose dispelling the rotten mud.

It's just that this fairy is a bit fierce and cold.

It is said that it is cold because it is always calm and frosty in the face of such a cruel and weird person.

Said it was fierce, because the strength of this fairy was by no means inferior to the peak period of the six masters of the Xie Xie League.

The six people saw him concentrating on the edge of the sword, passing the sword like a spear, straight and fast, straight out and straight in, the sword pierced a line.

Retracting and releasing is extremely fast, but one sword is heavier than the other, just like a wave of cavalry charging fiercely on the battlefield, the momentum is like a broken bamboo!
Although Tu Wanfang was not pushed back steadily, but at least he took three or five steps back.

Xu Shi caught a glimpse of the six people not retreating, and the fairy took advantage of the gap to breathe and shouted coldly: "Let's go!"

The six people woke up like a dream, with a bitter taste of incompetence in their hearts. At the same time, they were each alert that they shouldn't be a burden here, and resolutely stayed away from the battlefield.

After a while, four female Taoist priests in white robes and five male Taoist priests in navy blue robes came lightly, and while giving simple medical treatment to the six members of the Xiexie League, they led them to evacuate from this place.

The six people realized that the fairy who arrived first was from Emei.

The person who fights alone and kills Wanfang is none other than Emei's contemporary disciple, Shui Rujing, who has become the leader of the Seven Swords!

Naturally, Shui Rujing's appearance is not bad, but it is far from enough to shock the well-informed Jianghu veterans into heaven all at once.

In the final analysis, I am still amazed by the way and timing of Shui Rujing's appearance, as well as the powerful aura that can compete with Tu Wanfang.

In fact, the purpose of the five famous decent sects is not to focus on attacking, no matter how they act, how to establish themselves, or how to practice martial arts, especially the skills that have been inherited for a long time.

It's just that under various historical backgrounds, the sages of various factions developed and utilized the exercises in order to continue the inheritance and make the best use of the situation, and researched many means of active attack.

Different schools and sects have similarities and differences in emphases, for example, Kongtong pays attention to winning by surprise and taking the lead, while Shaolin pursues courage and strength.

In comparison, Wudang and Emei are less aggressive, focusing on overcoming rigidity with softness.

Therefore, although Shui Rujing has also practiced the three internal skills of "Autumn Water Jue" of water, "Cihang Purdue" of yang, and "Qing Xu Xin Fa" of wood and yang, it can be used in the face of the enemy. The role of these exercises is mainly to assist or protect the body, and the offensiveness has to be supplemented by the sword move.

In the past, in order to protect her two younger sisters or the sect masters, she often charged forward, but most of the time she moved forward with a ruthless vigor.

Not to mention that there is no way to draw the sword, there is no trace to be found, but it still lacks a clear idea, which is laborious and disadvantageous.

It wasn't until she met an immature swordsman who was just fledgling but was taught by a sword fairy himself that she learned something from him.

One of them is the fearlessness that is like a shooting star, and the other is the concentrated swordsmanship that does not stick to the shape, moves well, and moves the sword at will.

Unfortunately, not many people present had dealt with the killer Ye Xiao, otherwise it would not be difficult to see a lot of subtle references.

If the sword fairy Li Jiechen was here, he would definitely think it was wonderful, and would drink heavily and praise him, "you can teach me a child"!
It is precisely because of his solid and profound foundation of cultivation, as well as his superb swordsmanship, that Shui Rujing can do what others cannot with his own strength, suppressing Tu Wanfang to retreat again and again.

Even though Tu Wanfang counterattacked, he couldn't stop Shui Rujing's tide-like attack.

The six members of the Xiexie League were led away by Wudang Emei disciples who came later, but their eyes still looked back from time to time.

There is both admiration and concern.

Someone seemed to hear the muffled rolling sound of thunder coming from the far end.

Some people find that every time they look back, the sky seems to be slowly pressing down.

Some people seemed to see agile electric loaches swimming around in that space.

Finally, a Wudang Taoist priest who had not retreated yet, with a charming face and a tall body, shouted "retire" to the fairy in white.

Shui Rujing stopped the attack and distanced himself from Tu Wanfang.

But seeing that the tall figure didn't stop completely, while pulling away and flying back, he raised one arm and pointed the long sword to the sky.

At this moment, the sky that was about to be crushed broke open a corner with a bang, and a long dragon transformed into a robbery thunder sprang out. Guided by the sword's edge, it opened its teeth and claws to kill Tu Wanfang!
Brilliant heavenly power, a thunderbolt from a blue sky, nothing beats this!

If the jade-faced swordsman in Qiming Villa has the appearance of a fairy, then this one in front of him must be a real fairy who has descended to earth!

boom!
This time it was the thunder that everyone could hear in their ears.

Tu Wanfang was unavoidably hit by the "Thunder Dragon".

Everyone could only vaguely see that when facing the mighty Tianwei, Tu Wanfang rarely obeyed his instinct, crossing his hands on his chest for self-protection.

It's a pity that after such a grand thunder bombardment, everyone was still disappointed to see that tall and thin monster standing like a bamboo pole.

It's just that the messy hair is loose and fluffy, a few rags have fallen from the ragged clothes, and a few wisps of smoke are floating. The ashen skin seems to show burn marks, and there is no more damage!
Tu Wanfang was not frightened, frightened or irritated by this grand scene.

After being dazed for a moment, I realized that the extra people wanted to leave after they arrived!
When he realized that he wanted to catch up with those people and kill them all, the two white pattern formations exploded with white light under his feet.

It made him feel as if he had hit two walls. There was no pain, but his vision shook for a moment, and his steps slowed down a bit.

After less than ten feet, there seemed to be countless bloody ghost hands under his feet, hugging, dragging or pulling his feet, making it difficult for him to move forward.

After he has spent tens of breaths of effort and overcome "thousands of difficulties and obstacles", how can there be half a vivid figure in his vision?

Those gray pupils were out of focus, and were at a loss.

……

……

Taking advantage of his spare time, he washed his red clothes, and through the gaps in the bushes, he saw clearly what happened on the bank of the lake after the mutation.

He sighed softly, then chuckled again.

He said to himself: "The ferocious Emei, the weird Wudang, the rivers and lakes in Zhongzhou are really weird and bizarre."

"No, these are not important."

The face of the baby-faced man who was originally smiling innocently and silly began to distort, and his smile became even more creepy.

For the nearly withered comrades in the Jianghu of the Xiexie League, people like Wudang Emei came too late.

But Hongshang smelled something that made him extremely disturbed and uncomfortable.

He almost gritted his teeth while laughing and slowly popped the words out of his mouth.

"You guys, why did you come so early!??"

　Note: Cihang Purdue is not just a Buddhist term. It should come from the Daoist Cihang Daoist. Other in-depth things have not been studied, and they will not be used in the book for the time being. This is only mentioned here to avoid unreasonable disputes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)