"I recognized you as a little girl? What does this mean..."

Hearing Luo Yuan's words, Dajiao Xuanyuan didn't react for a moment. How could this formation easily recognize its master? What's more, it was just a formation left by Qingqiu's past dynasties. If he wanted him to recognize his master, he had to use blood as the basis.

Lead!

How could Luoyuan not know this? That night, the scar on Zhiyang's chest had deeply burned his eyes. On his fair skin, there was only that one spot, a deep knife mark, although it had formed

There is a scar, but it is already red, and it must have just healed.

The brainchild of the nine-tailed fox, life and death, the efficacy of flesh and bones. Besides, this is the brainchild of Zhiyang.

Watching the mana flowing out of his palm, he also looked at Zhiyang who was confronting Yingsu not far away. He felt infinite sorrow in his heart. At this moment, he understood why Zhiyang would safely hand over Qingqiu's formation to him.

"She saved my life bit by bit with her own blood..."

After saying this, Luo Yuan's eyes were intense, and there was more debt and reluctance in his eyes. In an instant, the divine power in his hands became a little more refined, his eyes closed gently, and a drop of tear slowly flowed down.

As soon as he said this, Dajiao Xuanyuan instantly understood what Luoyuan meant.

Zhiyang's mouth was really strict. Dajiao Xuanyuan had obviously tried to trick her into saying something, but unfortunately, the little girl said it back in a few words without any ambiguity in her words.

"Fupei, give me a helping hand, Zhiyang won't be able to hold on for long outside!"

Having said that, the divine power in Luo Yuan's hand flowed a little faster, and the brilliance of the entire formation also flowed faster in an instant.

Looking at Zhiyang and Yingsu outside the formation, the white silk in Zhiyang's hand continued to expand. As the sword energy continued to rise, the original sky thunder formation finally dissipated in the air. At this moment, countless pieces of white silk shattered and fell.

The book turned into dots of light and scattered between the two of them.

"You actually have the nerve to use such an old formation. We haven't seen Ying Su for so many years. Are you getting older and going back?"

As the light spots gradually dissipated, Zhiyang approached Yingsu step by step with the silver feather Yaoguang in his hand. The surrounding air pressure became lower and lower. The air that was originally flowing normally was instantly compressed by Zhiyang's coercion and turned into bursts of wind blades.

, as Zhiyang continues to get closer to Yingsu. For Zhiyang, who was born a ten-tailed fox, for Yingsu, who is just a bird, this is the suppression of blood. Being born a noble ten-tailed fox is a blessing from heaven.

This is Ying Su's bloodline identity that is elusive.

"What do you have to be proud of, a ten-tailed fox, an evil creature, and what right do you have to take responsibility for me?"

Ying Su smiled silently, but the anger in her eyes still made her lose her mind. Black energy once again burst out of Ying Su's hand, gradually turning into a black sword with an unknown name, and ran directly in the direction of Zhiyang.

"What more nonsense do we need between you and me? You know, what I hate the most is your condescending and preaching manner."

Ying Su drew the sword very quickly, and her whole body merged into the sword body and turned into an afterimage, appearing directly in front of Zhi Yang. At this moment, her face was distorted, soaked in black and purple divine power, and she looked more like a fallen angel.

Surrender to resentment.

The silver feather Yaoguang in his hand moved, and two different swords clashed. Then the sword blades intersected, causing huge fluctuations in the air.

Two huge strands of divine power collided together instantly, but neither of them was willing to let go first, allowing the two pure strands of divine power to bounce them away.

Zhiyang's reaction was extremely fast. When he landed, the white silk in his hand flew out instantly and hit Yingsu's direction.

A ray of white light flew out instantly, piercing through the divine power between the two. Although it went straight towards Yingsu, it did not detect Yingsu's figure. Zhiyang instantly felt something bad. The moment Bai Ling withdrew,

A sword came towards Zhiyang.

Zhiyang's eyes focused, and her footsteps floated above the ground. While retreating quickly, her eyes kept looking for Yingsu's position. At some point, the surrounding environment turned into pieces of fog. Being in the fog, it was like

Guye Xingzhou also needs to be more agile in the surrounding environment.

Suddenly, a black shadow instantly appeared behind Zhiyang. Although it was only for a short moment, Zhiyang still caught it instantly.

"Is it just such a little trick?" Zhiyang slightly raised her lips and Yin Yuyaoguang blocked the sword in front of her instantly. She stepped lightly and her whole body changed directions instantly. She was dressed in white in the mist.

It's obvious, but it can't hide its appearance.

At this moment, Zhiyang concentrated all her mental power to capture the breath that belonged to Yingsu. Within a few breaths, Zhiyang had already quietly followed behind her, slowly raised the long sword in her hand, and landed on the person in front of her.

Above the neck.

"You lost."

Zhiyang's tone was light, without any hint of happiness or joy. His eyes were like swords, and he looked at the person who had his back turned to him quietly, but he did not expect that at the next moment, a cold wave would hit his neck.

"Zhiyang, should I say this to you, right?"

Ying Su's voice instantly fell on Zhi Yang's ears. At this moment, Ying Su was standing behind her with a sword in hand.

When did this happen?

Zhiyang didn't even notice at all!

The sword in his hand fell slowly, but there was a hint of smile on Zhiyang's face, "When did you get behind me?"

"You underestimate me. After these thousand years, haven't I made any progress in your eyes?" Ying Su's voice was filled with unwillingness, and the sword in her hand began to tremble for some reason, "Zhiyang, you have always been

Like this, I have never really cared about me. I am only here for you and your noble status."

In the midst of her words, Ying Su began to roar, and the sound exploded in Zhiyang's ears. The sword in her hand began to become unstable, leaving a blood mark on Zhiyang's neck.

His eyes rolled, his right hand quietly condensed into a seal, and in an instant, a white light came out from behind Zhiyang, and ten fox tails spread out, instantly flicking Yingsu away, and the whole person stepped back to the side.

"I am a fox, and the tail on my back is also a magic weapon!"

With each step he shook, the tail behind him stretched freely in the air. When he walked in front of Ying Su, Zhiyang's whole body had a different expression. I wonder if it was the blessing of the fox tail, but the charm in the corners of Zhiyang's eyes increased a bit, no.

Having lost the sword energy just now, she now looks more like a breathtaking beauty, with every smile falling into her eyes.

Yes, Ying Su, who is also a female fairy, will not accept this trick. Looking at Zhi Yang in front of her, the aura on her body began to rise again. It seems that today, between the two of them, this war is unavoidable.
Chapter completed!