Chapter 38
Looking carefully, compared to the stone figures who surrounded Feng Qingzi drinking green bamboo just now, the color of the stone figures surrounding Xuanyuan Yuewu was obviously darker.Under the moonlight, there seemed to be faint blood-red liquid flowing on his body.

And Xuanyuan Yuewu, who was trapped in the center by a group of stone men, seemed to have no intention of leaving there, and had been entangled with those stone men around a rockery that was shattered by the palm force.

"Psychedelic array?" With half-closed eyes, Feng Qinghan finally understood the reason why Xuanyuan Yuewu dealt with those stone men effortlessly, but couldn't get out of trouble.

Although these special stone men are not as powerful as those who besieged Bizhu and Feng Qingzi, they are combined into a psychedelic formation that can confuse people's minds.

This formation was created by the mysterious witch clan in Mobei. Using stone men to form the formation, the trapped people often have hallucinations, and eventually lose the ability to resist, and are torn to pieces by these stone men.

"How to break the formation?" Feng Qinghan waved his long sword, and the stone man who attacked behind him was sent flying.

"Destroy this rockery." Xuanyuan Yuewu danced the white silk in her hand, supported the rockery with one hand, kicked away the stone figures coming up from all around, and replied quickly.

Hearing Xuanyuan Yuewu's answer, Feng Qinghan held the sword in both hands without the slightest hesitation, and slashed down at Xuanyuan Yuewu's position.

The sword light flew, and the powerful sword energy almost destroyed all the real scenery in the entire courtyard.The white shadow moved, and Ling Kong swung his sword towards the rockery in the center of the stone figure again. Only a loud noise was heard, and the half-person-high rockery was split into pieces and flew towards the surroundings.

The rockery in the center was destroyed, and the stone men around immediately became restless, the originally orderly pace became chaotic, and the psychedelic formation also broke down.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Yuewu, who had already retreated to the side, tapped her toes, and a white figure jumped out of the stone crowd.

Landing on an open space in the courtyard, looking at those out-of-control stone men, his eyes darkened.

These stone men's refining methods are too vicious, and if they stay in the world, they can only cause great harm.

Before Xuanyuan Yuewu could make a move, Feng Qinghan not far away had already made a move. The white figure kept moving in the courtyard, and the silver sword light almost illuminated the entire courtyard.

"Borrow the sword." Xuanyuan Yuewu raised her plain hand, and the white silk in her hand flew towards Feng Qingzi on the rockery. She rolled the long sword in his hand, leaped forward, held the hilt of the sword, and waved it backhand. The white sword light flew towards Feng Qinghan's sword light.

Both of them were masters with swords. The moment the sword lights collided, the sword energy aroused shattered the stone men around them, and the whole courtyard was covered with a faint layer of blood mist in an instant.
The two looked at each other, and their hands moved a little faster.A powerful sword energy enveloped the entire courtyard, and Feng Qingzi on the rockery saw this, and hurriedly pulled Bizhu back out of the courtyard.

The sword energy of these two people is not something they can resist, and if they are not careful, they will be severely injured.

Two white figures kept moving in the courtyard, and the long swords in their hands flew rapidly. After the last stone man was chopped into pieces, the two put away the long swords in their hands and stood facing each other in the middle of the courtyard.

He glanced lightly at Feng Qinghan on the opposite side, and when he touched his cold black eyes, his heart gradually became turbulent.

Ah Qing, it would be great if you were still alive.
"Bizhu, let's go." Withdrawing his gaze, he threw the long sword in his hand at Feng Qingzi, called Bizhu softly, and the white figure flew towards the outside of the courtyard.

Bizhu knocked off Feng Qingzi's hand holding his wrist, gave him a hard look, and then performed lightness kung fu to follow Xuanyuan Yuewu away.

Standing on the spot, Feng Qinghan looked at Xuanyuan Yuewu's leaving back thoughtfully, and the figure under the peach blossom tree back then could not help appearing in her mind.

(End of this chapter)

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