Wanqi Mingyao suddenly turned sideways towards the Buddhist temple, and her heart was slightly touched.

In her clear Taoist heart, she clearly felt that in addition to her, there were others in this ancient temple.

Who is this person?

Wanqi Mingyao was shocked and walked leisurely towards the Buddhist temple.

As soon as she entered the hall, the scene inside was not what she thought. It was overgrown with weeds and spider webs for a long time, but was a purity. Manjushri Bodhisattva rode green and had an indescribable intention of killing Xiao Ran.

The green light is like beans, and it keeps beating.

It reflects a lively and unrestrained face, sitting cross-legged, and reflects the Manjushri Bodhisattva behind it, and cannot tell each other.

According to legend, Manjushri Bodhisattva killed 100,000 demon soldiers on the day he achieved enlightenment. He was the instructor of Sakyamuni in countless kalpas. His magic power was above all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats. He was also a rare Buddhist power who achieved enlightenment by killing.

This man was covered in plain white, with a long sword stuck behind him, and his black hair was casually wrapped around his ears, and he had a heroic spirit.

It is extremely inconsistent with this ancient temple.

Wanqi Mingyao said sternly: "Are you Ji Qianqian?"

Ji Qianqian changed his image as a lady and became a female swordsman. He was in tune with his spirit and eyes deep, and even Wanqi Mingyao dared not underestimate him.

Ji Qianqian slowly stood up and actually had naked feet in this cold weather, with clear texture and fine blood vessels, which were clearly visible, flowing the jade luster in the blue light.

She stared at Wanqi Mingyao and sighed softly: "Secret Girl, you are so beautiful.

Wanqi Mingyao frowned slightly and said, "You came here on purpose. It was impossible for him not to have discovered you before, so you came not long ago. Are you here for me?"

Ji Qianqian clapped his hands and smiled, "You are worthy of being the most outstanding person in the Secret Clan generation. You can think of so many things in an instant, which is great. I'm here for you."

Wanqi Mingyao said calmly: "It seems that there is no festival between us."

Ji Qianqian said wildly: "I just want to take you down and distract the man in Xuan. In today's battle, he must lose to Dao Zun."

When she said this, she naturally had no awkwardness.

Wanqi Mingyao said calmly: "This is definitely not what Taiyi Daozun means, you are not afraid that he will blame you."

Ji Qianqian's eyes could not cover up a smile, and said leisurely: "It's true that Daozun won't let me do such a thing, but I don't have to obey Daozun's instructions. You have a strong martial arts skills, but it's not difficult for me to defeat you."

Wanqi Mingyao suddenly laughed and said, "This is probably the funniest thing I have heard this year. From what you said, it seems that Taiyi Daozun is not bad with you. I wonder if I will catch you to the place where they fought to the decisive battle. What do you think?"

She said again: "What's more, I'm getting more and more curious about this Taiyi Daozun now, so I'm carrying your beautiful head to see him. I think it's a bit funny."

Ji Qianqian smiled lightly, his hair rippled like water waves, and it was unobstructed. He then delivered the ancient long sword behind him to his hand.

She said slowly: "If you want to give me a look at the secret girl with one move without any dust, I hope the secret girl will not let me down, otherwise my head will be cut off in one move. It will be too boring."

She did not affect her sword while speaking, so Wanqi Mingyao had no choice but to take advantage of it.

Wanqi Mingyao deeply understood that the other party had a secret method that could breathe even when speaking. Not only would it not be impossible to gather true qi because of opening the mouth, but it could use the turbid air in the body to make the sword technique more powerful.

The extremely condensed sword light turned into a long silver line. What's terrifying is that the light emitted by the green light seemed to become the scent of autumn water, constantly rippling in the air. Following the sword light, it cleanses the world.

While Ji Qianqian was drawing his sword, Wanqi Mingyao acted almost at the same time. She did not want to fight Ji Qianqian in the hall, but chose to withdraw from the hall.

Although the two were almost the same, they were still somewhat different.

Ji Qianqian was a little faster than Wanqi Mingyao imagined. This was a little faster, which showed that there was still a slight difference between the two, at least in terms of spiritual cultivation.

The sound of the sword sizzling through the air was like a beautiful music, with a clear rhythm, neither fast nor slow, as if Ji Qianqian made a sword not to kill people, but a sword dance.

When the autumn water arrives, all rivers rush the river; the Jing River is so big that there is no debate between the two cliffs and cliffs.

Ji Qianqian's supreme sword technique Qiu Shui Busanchen is not only beautiful, but also as Zhuangzi said. With one sword, it was powerful and righteous, almost covering all the space for dodging in front of Wanqi Mingyao, leaving only one way to retreat.

Of course, Wanqi Mingyao had to retreat, but under Ji Qianqian's sword, she had to retreat, which made her both shocked and angry. Because the results between the two were the same, but the essence was very different.

Wanqi Mingyao frowned slightly, and finally, before the sword tip reached his body, he suddenly accelerated and floated above the reclining Buddha.

The sword energy is naturally exhausted due to human power. Unless Ji Qianqian is at the level of Li Zhichang and the man in Xuanyi, he can get rid of some rules of restricted human power.

If the sword energy of Qiu Shui is untainted by the slump of the slump Buddha, then the momentum will inevitably fall from the peak, and then the resolute counterattack of Wanqi Mingyao will be welcomed.

Wanqi Mingyao felt a little relieved. At least this time, she would move back to the situation.

A strange thing happened. Although Ji Qianqian stabbed his sword straight and tried his best, the entire sword move was constructed from countless details.

There are at least hundreds of slight changes in one sword, which are contained in it.

Hundreds of changes combined are like a straight iron sword stabbing.

But her bare hands swayed gently, and the first change at the source changed a little.

The wind rose at the end of Qingping. With this little change, when the sword tip ended, the entire sword move suddenly stabbed from bottom to top towards Wanqi Mingyao without reducing the slightest power.

At the same time, the sound of the sword roars penetrates the sky.

The snowflakes flew down, and the slaughtered Xiao Ran.

Wanqi Mingyao hummed coldly and gently sent the soft horns forward. Countless snowflakes condensed in an instant and suddenly collided towards the sword light flying over.

Before the snowflakes could be shaken away and turned into invisible before they could be touched by the sword light.

The autumn water is not stained with dust, so it is naturally not just a saying.

The sword is like autumn water and cannot be resisted.

He is also slim and cannot be defiled. Wanqi Mingyao stands on the reclining Buddha's palm, but Ji Qianqian takes Wanqi Mingyao as the center and moves in a very small space. At this moment, she has escaped from the gravity of the earth and stabs at Wanqi Mingyao with an incredible sword force.

Ji Qianqian, who is smart and unrestrained, is no longer eye-catching, as if a long sword is leading her around Wanqi Mingyao.

Even though Wanqi Mingyao is carrying the supreme magical skills and lays out dense layers of energy, it cannot repel Ji Qianqian, and it has not once touched Ji Qianqian's real sword light to make it explode. It is not yet completed.
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