Qiushui sword sheath was in her slender hands with cold light. As the white mist turned, a layer of crystal ice crystal condensed. The ice that extended from the sword sheath turned into a sharp sword tip.
Ning Chuxun gently slid the hilt of the sword and stabbed forward
Suddenly, the cold air was silent, and everything sounded silent. The flow of time seemed to slow down. Snow drifted around, and together with the Han Jian, he rushed to the old monk with a wonderful melody.
The old monk stared at the snow, his heart skipped a beat. Although he was arrogant and conceited, he might not be afraid of Ning Chuxun's murderous intentions on the surface.
This is obviously the Ning family's killing style. It once became famous in the hands of the old swordsman and amazed Jiuzhou. When Emperor Ye Lin was young, he praised the Ning family's sword skills.
Hey!
The old monk did not dare to look down on him, and roared, and his whole body was made of golden light, like a dazzling holy Buddha.
His hands were claw-shaped, and he strangled Ning Chuxun's snow-white and tender neck at a speed that was extremely out of proportion to his obese body.
The snow is everywhere, it is obviously slow, but it is everywhere
As soon as he contacted the golden light, it was like a violent venom encounter, corroding down, and the complete golden light formed by gradually being eaten up and gradually being suppressed by the cold air
The old monk was shocked, and then his face rose with a sharp harshness. With a huge tear, his big hand directly tore open the wind and snow, and a golden light came out of his palm, heading straight towards Ning Chuxun.
Ning Chuxun snorted coldly, her clear lips opened, and a mouthful of cold air spurted out, forming a strange cold vortex. The golden light rushed over, and she had to roll the vortex gently and disappeared immediately.
At the same time, the sword tip condensed by water droplets was extremely close to the old monk's head
The old monk retreated quickly and stared at Ning Chuxun tightly. The sword girl's sword intent was quite amazing, which made him very shocked.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light slashed again, and the old monk's whole body immediately burst out with a strong light. A Yuanli flew up and turned into a golden dragon. With a sudden shock toward the surroundings, a crack was torn between the two of them.
Ning Chuxun's eyes were cold, and a look of arrogant murderous intent could be seen in his expression. His white wrist was so fast that it was hard to see. The scabbard wrapped in ice cubes was swinging at a rapid speed
It was also stimulated by Yuanli, and when the old monk was angry, he swung out sword energy several feet high.
Little girl, I want to kill me while the Taoist priest is not here, you still lack some heat
The old monk put his palms together, and golden water immediately flowed on his bare head. In just a moment, his body was filled with a gilded luster, tough and tough
The whistling sword energy slashed down sharply, causing the earth to collapse and spread more than ten feet, but he was not cut open with his fragile flesh and blood body.
At this moment, the old monk, the golden light Technique was activated to the tenth level, and the rays of light were lingering, looking like the real Buddha in the sky.
Especially under his feet and above his head, there was a golden light and auspiciousness. When the people of Jiuzhou were all clear, they would definitely be pious and respectful, and they would regard him as a god and Buddha who saves all living beings.
Ning Chuxun looked at him calmly, and the cold breath surged down, and frost-colored vortexes appeared around him. The sword sheath gently stroked through the air with her steps, making a harsh sound.
You have done many evil deeds and have harmed thousands of women in Jiuzhou. Grandma was so sorry that she was unable to cut your head.
The old monk's head is dazzling, but there is another old brown scar that cannot be ignored. It is three inches long. Although it is a few years old, it can be vaguely seen that it is a sword wound.
The old monk was angry when he heard this, and naturally knew that this pretty sword girl was exposing his scars. She touched her head and felt the bulge. She suddenly felt a sense of shame. This was the trace of the old sword woman hurting him. That time she almost lost her life.
Damn girl, I haven’t seen a man’s thing before, right? I’ll capture you later and make you kneel down with your butt and lick my baby well! The old monk insulted in words.
Shameless
Ning Chuxun responded coldly
master……
Just in the distance, the veiled girl came running, looking at the golden lights of sword energy that were confronting each other. She clenched her hands tightly, sweating, her eyes were filled with worry, and she didn't dare to get too close, knowing that the past would only add to the trouble.
The old monk and Ning Chuxun have reached the boiling point
Some frogs and mosquitoes in summer were scared and retreated for more than ten miles. Any sword energy and golden light were enough to make deep pits appear on the ground, and a large number of flowers, plants and roots buried underground were exposed.
Mom! Why is this girl so cruel and harsh?
In the powerful battle, the old monk scolded in his heart, and dripping sweat had already penetrated from his forehead. The fierce and hot pain of the sharp sword light made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
This generation of sword girl has her own sword intent, and is not an ordinary master
Those heads and elders of famous and upright sects claim to be masters. In the eyes of the old monk, they can be slapped with just one slap. Only a few holy places are different from the nine major families.
Ning Chuxun in front of him has been inherited by the sword girl. His skills are coming from generation to generation, and he is overwhelmed. Although he is different from the old sword woman, he is better than the efforts of others for a few hundred years.
The old monk's proud golden light skills are just as good as this girl's sword intent.
With a bang, the surging sword water rushed over. Ning Chuxun let the sword energy be united and condensed into a sword water, carrying hundreds of ice crystals, which was much more powerful than the simple sword energy just now.
This girl is so amazing. With such swordsmanship, the indestructible city walls of the imperial capital will burst into holes.
The old monk's eyes shrank suddenly, and he didn't want to shake it. He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't escape. The beautiful and crystal sword water hit his arm, which seemed very light, but the earth trembled.
At the same time, the old monk screamed in pain
A bright red hole was revealed on the arm, and the inside was already blurred. As the flow was flowing, a stream of blood was spewed out, which attracted special attention in the golden light.
Hateful Ah!
Trapped in the forbidden Fasson for so many years, the Yuanli has been passing, and the realm has still fallen a little
Besides, the old Taoist priest is not here today. In the past, it is the two of them who work together to fight against the enemy. Without the old Taoist priest, the old monk has very little confidence.
Isn't it good? Ning's sword girl has nine styles of killing swords that have not been used, so I was already injured and could not test the truth. It's better to leave here as soon as possible
The old monk thought a lot in an instant. He was undoubtedly a cautious person. Now he was injured and the sword girl was terrible. The old Taoist priest must not trade before he made a round.
Thinking of this, the old monk dodged and avoided Ning Chuxun's sword. The golden light under his feet suddenly flourished. Suddenly, his figure turned into an invisible shadow and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Ning Chuxun gently slid the hilt of the sword and stabbed forward
Suddenly, the cold air was silent, and everything sounded silent. The flow of time seemed to slow down. Snow drifted around, and together with the Han Jian, he rushed to the old monk with a wonderful melody.
The old monk stared at the snow, his heart skipped a beat. Although he was arrogant and conceited, he might not be afraid of Ning Chuxun's murderous intentions on the surface.
This is obviously the Ning family's killing style. It once became famous in the hands of the old swordsman and amazed Jiuzhou. When Emperor Ye Lin was young, he praised the Ning family's sword skills.
Hey!
The old monk did not dare to look down on him, and roared, and his whole body was made of golden light, like a dazzling holy Buddha.
His hands were claw-shaped, and he strangled Ning Chuxun's snow-white and tender neck at a speed that was extremely out of proportion to his obese body.
The snow is everywhere, it is obviously slow, but it is everywhere
As soon as he contacted the golden light, it was like a violent venom encounter, corroding down, and the complete golden light formed by gradually being eaten up and gradually being suppressed by the cold air
The old monk was shocked, and then his face rose with a sharp harshness. With a huge tear, his big hand directly tore open the wind and snow, and a golden light came out of his palm, heading straight towards Ning Chuxun.
Ning Chuxun snorted coldly, her clear lips opened, and a mouthful of cold air spurted out, forming a strange cold vortex. The golden light rushed over, and she had to roll the vortex gently and disappeared immediately.
At the same time, the sword tip condensed by water droplets was extremely close to the old monk's head
The old monk retreated quickly and stared at Ning Chuxun tightly. The sword girl's sword intent was quite amazing, which made him very shocked.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light slashed again, and the old monk's whole body immediately burst out with a strong light. A Yuanli flew up and turned into a golden dragon. With a sudden shock toward the surroundings, a crack was torn between the two of them.
Ning Chuxun's eyes were cold, and a look of arrogant murderous intent could be seen in his expression. His white wrist was so fast that it was hard to see. The scabbard wrapped in ice cubes was swinging at a rapid speed
It was also stimulated by Yuanli, and when the old monk was angry, he swung out sword energy several feet high.
Little girl, I want to kill me while the Taoist priest is not here, you still lack some heat
The old monk put his palms together, and golden water immediately flowed on his bare head. In just a moment, his body was filled with a gilded luster, tough and tough
The whistling sword energy slashed down sharply, causing the earth to collapse and spread more than ten feet, but he was not cut open with his fragile flesh and blood body.
At this moment, the old monk, the golden light Technique was activated to the tenth level, and the rays of light were lingering, looking like the real Buddha in the sky.
Especially under his feet and above his head, there was a golden light and auspiciousness. When the people of Jiuzhou were all clear, they would definitely be pious and respectful, and they would regard him as a god and Buddha who saves all living beings.
Ning Chuxun looked at him calmly, and the cold breath surged down, and frost-colored vortexes appeared around him. The sword sheath gently stroked through the air with her steps, making a harsh sound.
You have done many evil deeds and have harmed thousands of women in Jiuzhou. Grandma was so sorry that she was unable to cut your head.
The old monk's head is dazzling, but there is another old brown scar that cannot be ignored. It is three inches long. Although it is a few years old, it can be vaguely seen that it is a sword wound.
The old monk was angry when he heard this, and naturally knew that this pretty sword girl was exposing his scars. She touched her head and felt the bulge. She suddenly felt a sense of shame. This was the trace of the old sword woman hurting him. That time she almost lost her life.
Damn girl, I haven’t seen a man’s thing before, right? I’ll capture you later and make you kneel down with your butt and lick my baby well! The old monk insulted in words.
Shameless
Ning Chuxun responded coldly
master……
Just in the distance, the veiled girl came running, looking at the golden lights of sword energy that were confronting each other. She clenched her hands tightly, sweating, her eyes were filled with worry, and she didn't dare to get too close, knowing that the past would only add to the trouble.
The old monk and Ning Chuxun have reached the boiling point
Some frogs and mosquitoes in summer were scared and retreated for more than ten miles. Any sword energy and golden light were enough to make deep pits appear on the ground, and a large number of flowers, plants and roots buried underground were exposed.
Mom! Why is this girl so cruel and harsh?
In the powerful battle, the old monk scolded in his heart, and dripping sweat had already penetrated from his forehead. The fierce and hot pain of the sharp sword light made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
This generation of sword girl has her own sword intent, and is not an ordinary master
Those heads and elders of famous and upright sects claim to be masters. In the eyes of the old monk, they can be slapped with just one slap. Only a few holy places are different from the nine major families.
Ning Chuxun in front of him has been inherited by the sword girl. His skills are coming from generation to generation, and he is overwhelmed. Although he is different from the old sword woman, he is better than the efforts of others for a few hundred years.
The old monk's proud golden light skills are just as good as this girl's sword intent.
With a bang, the surging sword water rushed over. Ning Chuxun let the sword energy be united and condensed into a sword water, carrying hundreds of ice crystals, which was much more powerful than the simple sword energy just now.
This girl is so amazing. With such swordsmanship, the indestructible city walls of the imperial capital will burst into holes.
The old monk's eyes shrank suddenly, and he didn't want to shake it. He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't escape. The beautiful and crystal sword water hit his arm, which seemed very light, but the earth trembled.
At the same time, the old monk screamed in pain
A bright red hole was revealed on the arm, and the inside was already blurred. As the flow was flowing, a stream of blood was spewed out, which attracted special attention in the golden light.
Hateful Ah!
Trapped in the forbidden Fasson for so many years, the Yuanli has been passing, and the realm has still fallen a little
Besides, the old Taoist priest is not here today. In the past, it is the two of them who work together to fight against the enemy. Without the old Taoist priest, the old monk has very little confidence.
Isn't it good? Ning's sword girl has nine styles of killing swords that have not been used, so I was already injured and could not test the truth. It's better to leave here as soon as possible
The old monk thought a lot in an instant. He was undoubtedly a cautious person. Now he was injured and the sword girl was terrible. The old Taoist priest must not trade before he made a round.
Thinking of this, the old monk dodged and avoided Ning Chuxun's sword. The golden light under his feet suddenly flourished. Suddenly, his figure turned into an invisible shadow and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
![[Historical fiction] Biography of Ruyi Jun - Drama, classic](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)