Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Lu Yun remembered that when she tried to use the sword of heaven and earth that Han Jiangxue used the fragments to give, her cultivation base was emptied, and her whole body was half useless, and she was in great pain.

But this kind of move with such a great aftereffect should not be like this in terms of fragmented style.

Later, when she saw Wu Zhuo, she had an idea, perhaps that move was used in conjunction with Wu Zhuo.

Now that her cultivation has reached the foundation building stage, she has gained some experience in using Wuzhuo, so she just took the opportunity to verify her thoughts.

Right now, she held the heavy sword in her hand, and when the kung fu was running, she could feel the same as before, the spiritual power in her body was being drawn into Wuzhuo.

And slightly different.

When Han Jiangxue uses this trick, her meridians will feel tingling and pulling, and her spiritual power will be crazily drawn, but her meridians are still stable.

Where the heart goes, the sword comes out.

Taking heaven and earth as the picture scroll, and using the epee as the brush, the picture scroll of mountains and rivers that I saw during the sword that day unfolded before my eyes again.

A thick stroke fell from Lu Yun's hand.

This sword carried the weight of a mountain, the ground trembled, and the surrounding air made a piercing whistling sound.

Invisible waves roared out, collided with those enemies, and were overturned the moment they came into contact.

In front of Lu Yun, a clearing was cleared, and many people fell to the ground and groaned.

Fear appeared on someone's face. They hesitated, looked at each other, and asked if they should continue.

The epee fell to the ground, and Lu Yun supported her body with Wuzhuo, but the spiritual power in her body was still emptied, and the feeling of emptiness made people crazy.

But the meridians were intact, but under this brutal blow, the meridians seemed to widen a little.

Lu Yun was a little excited.

Her thinking was correct, and when her cultivation base was higher in the future, there might be room for this move.

After being shocked by Lu Yun's hand, Fu Xiu was also clever, and threw out a few talismans, which exploded.

The two of them cooperated, but they didn't allow anyone to get close.

And above, with the cooperation of the helpers, Shuliu took down all those demon cultivators.

The battle of those four was huge, with constant collisions high in the air, making violent noises, and the gorgeous light flickered from time to time, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

The four of them released their aura without any scruples. Ordinary people had already stayed away from this place, and the remaining monks widened their eyes trying to see the moves clearly and learn something.

The light gauze dances gracefully, and the long whip is like a dragon.

The cooperation between the two women was very tacit, and it was not a problem for Hall Master Zhanfeng and Love Scholar.

But it's really hard to tell the winner.

The love letter student also understands this now. He clutched his chest, his voice was hoarse, and his bloodthirsty eyes were full of killing intent: "Yu Chunfeng, I won't let you go!"

After letting go of the ruthless words, he suddenly pulled his Hall Master Alliance Feng over, and then pushed towards the two of them.

Taking advantage of this gap, he quickly fled to the distance.

"Despicable and shameless!"

Hall Master Feng who was framed roared angrily, under the pincer attack of the two, he had no room to turn around, and after a few moves, he was taken down.

The person was tied into a rice dumpling by the light gauze, he twisted his body, and looked at Mrs. Chunfeng with resentment for being let down.

"Yu Chunfeng, do you really not see me at all?"

"I did this just to let you look at me more."

The obsessive words were really ridiculous to Mrs. Chunfeng's ears.

Using yarn as his hand, he slapped the opponent hard, and Mrs. Chunfeng's tone turned into frost.

"Feng ignores it. After acting for so many years, you can't deceive yourself. You have coveted my power in Yunxianglou for so long. Do you really think I don't know?"

She didn't give the hall master any face, and looked coldly at the red and white face of the other party.

"Shuliu, drag it down and deal with it!"

Do it yourself, it's dirty her hands.

The lady's skirt was dancing in the air, and she came to Lu Yun and the others in a flash, and slapped Lu Yun's body with her palm, and a wave of spiritual power came in, allowing Lu Yun's body to move normally.

Wen Ruyu withdrew the formation, and the entrance of the cave reappeared.

Some people are ready to move again.

"Everyone, don't you want to go in, go!"

Mrs. Chunfeng made an invitation gesture, and saw someone rushing in towards the entrance of the cave.

If there is one, there are two, there are people at the entrance, and the mockery in Mrs. Chunfeng's eyes is so obvious.

Lu Yun stood beside her, feeling the other person's emotions, which was a kind of sadness and irony.

"Ma'am, there are no white tigers in the cave, right?"

She asked softly, her extremely low voice was lost in the crowd, but Madam heard it, and she nodded.

"The Divine Beast White Tiger?"

"Hehe, the white tiger does exist, but it's not here. What's here is just a spiritual vein that is about to dry up."

"Yun'er, this water and cloud, it's not enough."

The aura of heaven and earth in the world of comprehension has been thinner and thinner since ancient times, and monks rely on aura in their practice.

Like the Nine Great Sects, the place where they are located is one of the best spiritual veins in the cultivation world. Even so, they dare not squander it at will.

There is no divine beast white tiger below Shuiyun Jian, only a spiritual vein that is about to dry up.

Once the spiritual pulse fails, with so many monks gathered in the water and clouds, there will be too many monks and too little food, which is not enough.

Sooner or later, Shuiyunjian was going to be finished, and Mrs. Chunfeng took this opportunity to cast a net and release false news, intending to catch all those demon cultivators in Shuiyunjian.

The truth of the matter was hidden in lies. Lu Yun knew from Fu Xiu and Wen Ruyu's expressions that they only found out now.

Just like Mrs. Ru Chunfeng said to Hall Master Feng, if you lie to others, you should lie to yourself first, then others will believe you a little bit.

Seeing Lu Yun's pensive expression, Mrs. Chunfeng smiled: "Didn't your master tell you what the name of the person who built Shuiyunjian was?"

Lu Yun shook his head.

"My surname is Yu, Yu is hopeless."

Yu Wuwang, the founder of Shuiyunjian was her ancestor, and the predecessor of Yunxianglou also came from that person.

That's why Yunxianglou can monopolize half of the territory in Shuiyunjian.

It's just that as time goes by, fewer and fewer people know about this matter.

Together with the Yu family, there is also the Qu family of Jinyulou. Qu Miao knows this secret and is willing to stand by Mrs. Chunfeng just now.

And that love letter student was just an outsider more than ten years ago, relying on the support of the Tangsimen, he became the fourth largest force in Shuiyun Jian.

As for the Golden Knife Hall, he is just a fool who has been provoked.

There were exclamations from everyone in the cave, and someone's curse was vaguely heard.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the excitement."

Mrs. Chunfeng smiled, but the smile was very cold.

Walking in, I saw a cave. The mountain in the cave was extremely gray and white, and the aura fluctuations were difficult to capture, and there was no life at all.

What surprised everyone was the six people sitting cross-legged on an altar in the center of the cave, five on the periphery and one in the middle.

Several chains connected these people together, like some weird ritual.

Those people lowered their heads, their faces were thin, their eyes were closed, and they seemed to be in a trance without responding.

Those who were brave went up to touch it, and then the voice changed: "Dead, he is dead."

"What the hell?"

"Where are the beasts?"

There was a sound of cursing, and the anxiety spread. Many people secretly stared at Mrs. Chunfeng, with the expression of anger after being deceived.