Chapter 247 A Tiger in My Heart, Sniffing Jasmine Carefully

Feijian suddenly accelerated towards Liu Shisui, and instantly turned into a stream of light, which was about to kill him.

Liu Shisui didn't have time to react, and Xiao He's exclamation didn't come out of his lips before Liu Guang turned back into a flying sword and hovered quietly around his neck.

In such a short distance, the sword was able to accelerate so swiftly and come to a standstill so suddenly, it was extremely miraculous.

The sharp point of the sword lightly touched the jasmine, appearing extremely gentle, like a dragonfly touching water.

The jasmine flower scattered, turned into the purest sword consciousness without any impurities, and entered the flying sword.

The flying sword vibrated at high speed, made a buzzing sound, became brighter, and suddenly disappeared in front of Liu Shisui, flying towards the red elephant in the sunset, with a piercing roar.

Feijian could have made no sound at all, but after more than ten years, he was finally able to show his edge in the world again, which really made him want to sing a song happily.

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On the top of Shenmo Peak, the white ghost opened his eyes, propped himself up, walked to the edge of the cliff against the chill, and slowly lowered his head to smell a wild flower, with a smile in his eyes.

When it raised its head, it found that Zhao Layue and the others were still in deep thought, and the smile in their eyes turned into a sarcasm.

Can't figure out such a simple question?

With Jing Jiu's current level of cultivation, going there is just a dead end, not as reliable as those few swords.

Speaking of which, how many swords does this guy carry?

The white ghost squinted his eyes, thinking that if he hadn't been unable to determine the answer, he might have already made a move.

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The sword light disappeared into the wild mountains, but the sword roar was still echoing.

Nanzheng's eyes and pupils narrowed slightly, no matter how high her realm was, she did not dare to neglect a flying sword of immortal rank, her ten fingers flicked on the zither quickly, like lightning.

The sound of clanking rose densely, falling majesticly like a torrential rain, turning into countless invisible lines, and laying out heavy defenses in front of her.

The air suddenly deformed, obviously some kind of force was breaking through those defenses.

There were several cracking sounds, and the flying sword easily cut through more than ten zither sounds, and cut a clear bloodstain on her face.

Feijian's speed slowed down a little, but it was also extremely terrifying, and he came to Tu Qiu who was several miles away in an instant.

Tu Qiu's face was extremely ugly, he shouted violently, clenched his right fist and faced Jian Guang.

That diamond-encrusted gauntlet was an extremely powerful magic weapon, who knew it couldn't block the blow of the flying sword, and instantly broke into countless fragments, turning into butterflies and scattering.

The flying sword moved on, penetrated his fist, entered his arm, and flew out from behind his shoulder.

Flesh flew everywhere, and Tu Qiu's right arm was shattered.

It wasn't until then that his violent shouting sounded, but it turned into a scream.

Yu Buhuan was the quickest to see the opportunity, when the flying sword left Liu Shisui's body, he had the intention of retreating.

A streak of yellow sand emerged from the bottle of four wastes, and he got into the yellow sand and disappeared from the spot.

The sword light flashed, and the flying sword brought out a stream of blood.

Looking at this scene, Xiao He was stunned, and Liu Shisui himself was too shocked to speak.

"kill!"

Nanzheng shouted sharply.

This fairy rank flying sword came and went too fast and was too sharp, it was very difficult for them to resist it, but as long as they could hold it for a while, they could kill Liu Shisui and Xiao He.

Hearing Nanzheng's voice, Yu Buhuan stepped out of the yellow sand again, ignoring the wound on his leg, picked up the Sihuang bottle and pointed it into the distance.

The diamonds on the gloves scattered on the ground floated up, forming a formation in front of Tu Qiu.

Nanzheng avoided behind the red elephant, but the movements of her hands did not slow down.

Liu Shisui and Xiao He suddenly felt a strong suction force, the blood in their bodies seemed to be boiling, and they wanted to break open the blood vessels and skin and leave.

Those zither sounds that fell into their ears were like knives, causing them extreme pain, and even the demon pills could not destroy them.

Seeing that the flying sword couldn't break through the defense immediately and kill the opponent, it turned into a streamer and flew back to Liu Shisui, vibrating non-stop.

Liu Shisui was in extreme pain at this time, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

He thought to himself that this flying sword is so powerful, why not kill them all quickly.

Just as he was thinking like this, he vaguely felt an idea pop up in his mind.

——I am indeed very powerful, but it depends on whose hands it is, so run away quickly!

Liu Shisui didn't know if it was his own illusion, but the situation was very dangerous at this time, and he couldn't allow him to think about anything, so he took Xiao He's hand and jumped up.

The flying sword fell to their feet.

The next moment, they turned into small black spots several miles away, and then disappeared.

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Nanzheng looked at the direction where Feijian disappeared and remained silent.

"Immortal Rank! Absolute Immortal Rank!"

Yu Buhuan, whose pants were wet with blood, gritted his teeth and said.

Tu Qiu knelt on the ground with one knee, his face was pale, and he tried his best to endure the pain of the broken arm so as not to scream again.

Nanzheng said in a cold voice: "It's good to leave, otherwise, even if we can kill them, you will have to pay for your own lives."

Tu Qiu snorted, stood up with difficulty, and said with anxiety: "But how will the master explain?"

Nanzheng turned around and looked at the cloud that lingered all year round in the west, her face was a little ugly.

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The flying sword is moving forward, and the earth is facing backward, such as a high-speed flashing picture, it is easy to feel dizzy.

It didn't take long for Feijian to come dozens of miles away.

At this speed, you should be able to see Qingshan soon, right?

Thinking of this, Liu Shisui was very happy.

The flying sword under his feet vibrated slightly, and seemed to be very happy.

The flying sword is very short, only two feet, so Liu Shisui and Xiao He are standing on it, so it will inevitably be a bit inconvenient.

Xiao He stood behind him, she had no choice but to stretch out her arms to hug his waist, her face was pressed against his back, she couldn't see the expression, she didn't know if she was happy or not.

Suddenly a majestic and indifferent voice fell from the sky.

"come back."

Liu Shisui recognized that it was Xi Wangsun's voice, so he remained silent and ignored it.

Feijian sped up again, because it knew it couldn't handle the sound right now.

Xi Wangsun's voice sounded again, as if no matter how fast the flying sword was, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Actually, I'm not sure it's you, because I don't think it makes sense. I'm curious about the reason why you betrayed me. If you are willing to come back, I will spare you."

Liu Shisui turned around and glanced at the Yuntai in the distance that was about to disappear into the sky, and said nothing.

He believes that Xi Wangsun will not lie, as long as he gives up resistance, he can live.

But being alive doesn't mean it's a good thing.

In Bulaolin's files, he has seen too many tragic examples of life being worse than death, and death being impossible.

Liu Shisui remained silent and looked ahead.

You can't see the green hills ahead, but the green hills are in front of you.

The sigh of Xi Wangsun appeared in his mind.

A bolt of lightning emerged from a distant cloud platform, and struck their flying swords without any deviation from a distance of hundreds of miles.

Liu Shisui and Xiao He fell from the sword.

The wind is a little cold.

With their eyes closed, they cannot feel it.