Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 366: Clear Sword Realm

He never expected that such a beautiful woman, who had always been delicate and graceful, would actually lose her temper. She had always been a calculating person, which gave him the impression that this woman was extremely intelligent.

Unexpectedly, she started to get anxious now and started calling herself "old lady" like him.

But Du Fang was not angry, because he knew that this was not in vain as Brother Mo had entrusted him.

This woman is trustworthy.

"Why don't you say anything?" Li Yuqing saw that after being slapped, Du Fang covered his face silently.

Du Fang raised his head curiously, "Didn't you tell me not to tell you?"

"Capture her, the masters over there are coming!" Sister Gongsun stood high and saw far. At this moment, a fight was taking place here. Those Ninth Realm Sword Cultivators from the four continents of the Southern Region had absorbed all the spiritual energy from the Realm Sea and finally rushed over here.

Li Yuqing became more and more anxious.

She personally organized these people to come to Jinghai to cause trouble for Mo Qingfeng and lure and kill the Soul Breaker. She was also responsible for the murder of their leader, Nangong Wang.

If it sticks, my life will be completely lost today.

"You forced me to do this!" Li Yuqing's body suddenly flew up, and a long roar came from her throat. As the roar sounded, the golden sword in her hand began to be completely covered by purple air.

Nine faint moons appeared simultaneously from the sword spine. There were eight more moons than the one that appeared on Mo Qingfeng's face before, but they were much smaller, less than ten feet in radius.

The bright moon rose, and a vast purple sword energy emanated from her sword and flew into the sky.

At this moment, Mo Qingfeng's sword-wielding aura suddenly emanated from this beautiful woman.

Yuan Ying immediately shouted:

"Quickly retreat, start swimming, don't let her leave the sea!"

Dust began to move within the entire Bone City, covering a radius of dozens of miles. All the breath in the air flowed up the sword and gathered at the tip of the hilt.

At this moment, Li Yuqing was like the Queen Mother of the West, standing on the hilt of the sword, her clothes fluttering in the wind, and her head looking up to the sky.

"It's Taixuan's swordsmanship again!"

The strong man who came suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the sky.

"No, this is the woman from Taiwei Sword Sect!"

"The sword techniques are quite different, and the power is far less!"

Li Yuqing forced out two drops of bright red blood from the sword's blade and merged into the sword. Du Fang immediately screamed:

"do not want!"

He had seen with his own eyes the old look his elder brother Mo had shown after burning his soul and blood.

The sword techniques of these three sects are extremely powerful, but they also cause enormous loss of soul and blood.

But Li Yuqing couldn't care less at this moment.

His body was shaky and he scolded softly:

——Sanqing Sword Realm, the third realm!

——Shangqing Xuanyue Sword!

A hundred-foot-long sword beam poured down, and just as the tip of the sword touched the ground, a huge shock wave rang out from the ground with a "bo" sound, like a giant dragon turning over.

In the purple bamboo forest, all the bamboo joints turned into ashes and flew away.

Yuan Ying's body was blown dozens of miles away by the sword wind before she barely stopped. She looked at the sky in horror.

Sister Gongsun's body was split in half by the sword intent, and blood flashing with golden fluorescence flew everywhere.

This powerful ninth-level demon was completely annihilated by this sword.

The Ringwraiths in the forest are not much better.

The huge body was burned by the scorching sword intent, starting from the heart, slowly melting to the surroundings, and finally fell into the ashes with a bang.

There is no overlap anymore.

Li Yuqing stood far away in the night sky and said coldly to the powerful people watching the battle:

"You forced me to do this, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The sword light was retracted, and his body was like a sword, carrying Du Fang and passing through the White Bone City.

The purple sword light turned into a flame tail and went north in the night sky, leaving behind a very beautiful rain of light.

Dozens of sword cultivators stood there in a daze for a long time before someone said:

"The foundation of the three upper sects is indeed well-deserved."

"This sword of Jade Purity Immortal directly hits Taixuan's Mo Qingfeng. I can't imagine how powerful her master is!"

Yuan Ying stood in the distance and said softly:

"Lord Baihuang is wrong this time. Taiwei, Taixuan, and Taishang from the four continents of the Northern Territory are not vegetarians!"

This sword left a deep impression on the monks who stayed on the sea.

Many people rode their swords northward, intending to watch the battle.

If Long Yuan wants to destroy Tai Wei, it will definitely be a shocking battle.

The foundation of the top three sects is not comparable to that of the lower six. You should know that Taiwei was a branch separated from the Taixuan Sword Sect. In today's battle in Jinghai, everyone has seen the style of Taixuan Mo Qingfeng.

He was a person who was almost comparable to the Human Emperor, a person who had reached the pinnacle of existence, and who could fight with gods and end up with mutual destruction.

With the same sword strike, Jade Purity Immortal directly chopped the two ninth realm cultivators from the three clans of Jinghai into ashes. The cultivator, having entered the ninth realm, finally attained enlightenment today.

It’s also the ninth realm, which is almost the distance between heaven and earth.

Lord Baihuang took advantage of this gap to destroy the Taiwei Sword Sect. The timing was perfect.

At this time, Du Fang hugged Li Yuqing's slender waist tightly.

Li Yuqing's sword swept at such a fast speed that it almost reached its limit. The pain made him unable to open his eyes. He could only hear the sound of the wind beside him becoming a sharp whistle, and the mountains in the distance, one after another, kept passing by his feet.

This is the power after the Immortal Three Slashes.

Du Fang asked himself, in his previous life, simply in terms of speed, he was indeed a bit behind this beautiful Jade Purity Immortal.

He was very worried. Just now, Li Yuqing burned his soul and blood to sacrifice that sword. The same thing happened to Brother Mo, who also burned two drops of soul and blood.

Afterwards, he looked so fragile that he almost died.

Worried in his heart, he couldn't help but say, "Master, you..." The sound of the wind filled his mouth, and Du Fang could no longer utter a word.

Above the curved horizon, a mountain suddenly rises from the ground, like a peak, stretching before our eyes. We have no idea how high it is, how majestic and beautiful it is.

The top of the mountain sinks into the clouds and then emerges from the clouds.

It stands in the sky as if it was cut by a knife or an axe.

Above the clouds, a huge red bead was shining with glass light.

As soon as he saw the mountain, Li Qingshuang's sword speed finally slowed down, and his eyes suddenly became brighter. He said softly:

"That's Taiwei Mountain. All the sword cultivators in my sect practice swordsmanship on the top of the mountain!"

Du Fang didn't care about the mountain, but asked, "Are you... okay?"

"fine!"

Li Yuqing just said in a clear voice that it was okay, but suddenly, his face turned pale and a drop of bloody red blood flowed out of his nostril.

She silently took out a white silk scarf, wiped it gently, and said with a wry smile:

"My cultivation isn't good enough. Forcing myself to use that sword in the Third Realm has definitely damaged my foundation!"

Du Fang felt sad and said sadly, "You...actually you don't have to...hand me over...at least you won't get hurt!"

"I promised Brother Mo!"

Li Yuqing finally turned her face around and looked at Du Fang tenderly with her clear eyes.

What appeared before Du Fang was a pale, beautiful, and haggard face of a woman. Her thin eyebrows had long been curled up, and her light makeup was completely smudged.

Li Yuqing looked at Du Fang's expression and said in a dull voice:

"I... don't I look ugly!"

"No, you're beautiful!"

Du Fang thought of the poem again:

There is no beauty in Qianqiu, and she is a beautiful woman.

This woman was even more beautiful than Bai Zhi, with a pair of peach blossom eyes shrouded in a watery mist.

Unfortunately, her face looked haggard at this moment.

Like the face of a dying woman.