Chapter 153: Sword Fairy Meet

Quiet mountain road.
Two figures, one white and one black, were rushing quickly, naturally the Wuxin monk and Minghou who were chased by the angry sword immortal for hundreds of miles.
"My dignified Demon Sovereign, it is embarrassing to be chased by one person and one sword, and not daring to breathe." Wuxin stopped and finally began to gasp, "No more, no more, no more, no more ."
Minghou stopped, inserted the big door-like knife in front of him, and looked around warily.
"Don't look, Minghou." Wuxin patted Minghou on the shoulder. "That guy is a monster. Only he is looking for us. We can't find him."
"Boy, have you finally started to be a little self-aware now?" The man wearing a black cloak, a hat, and a giant sword walked up from the hillside step by step and said slowly.
"Senior Swordsman Wushuang, even if I am a genius of heaven, I still have a few years of training." Wushuang pretended to lament.
"Boy, do you want to do something famous?" Yan Zhantian held down the Po Junjian, and said solemnly. Along the way, Yan Zhantian had several opportunities to kill Wuxin and Minghou, but Wuxin was cunning and changeable, and he was able to escape every time he made his life.
Unintentionally stretched out his hand, a pigeon stopped on his hand and smiled unintentionally: "My friend told me that someone will come to rescue me."
"Oh? Who." Yan Zhantian raised his head, looking into the distance.
When he spoke unintentionally, he also felt a terrible breath approaching them.
"Perhaps it is also a sword immortal." Wuxin flicked his hand and let the pigeon fly out again. After that, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly pulled Minghou to the side and shouted, "Retreat!"
A sword pierced through his clothes, and the man who said inadvertently that he was here to save him, stabbed him with a sword. Unintentional foot magical power is transported to the extreme, and it can be worthy of avoiding this sword. But this sword did not stop, but a red light flashed, and another sword appeared. The sword headed towards Yan Zhantian.
Yan Zhantian is known as the Wrath Sword Immortal, his sword power is known for his domineering, naturally disdain of this sudden sword, he raised the Broken Army sword to easily block the sword, but felt the power of the sword coming like a mountain. The sword forced himself back seven steps.
The swordsman stopped, Yan Zhantian slid out seven steps and hit the ground with his sword. The hat on his head was split in half and fell to the ground, revealing a face full of sword marks.
"It turns out to be so terrible. No wonder she wears a hat every day." Wuxin shook his head, "In comparison, this girl is really a celestial posture."
Dressed in white, a cold sword, a red sword, and that coquettish purple hair, the female swordsman who fell from the sky is indeed stunningly beautiful.
"Li Hanyi." Yan Zhantian called out the name in shock.
Xueyue Jianxian's name can indeed shock many people, but Yan Zhantian will definitely not be included. It's just that Yan Zhantian has never seen Li Hanyi like this. Li Hanyi is known for his light and elegant swordsmanship among the five great sword immortals, but the sword just now is clearly full of domineering and fierce.
"Going crazy." Yan Zhantian said in a deep voice, looking at Li Hanyi's purple hair.
"It's indeed a demon." Wuxin pulled Minghou step by step and stepped back. "Back then, Zhao Yuzhen was deranged, relying on Qingcheng Mountain's former head teacher Lu Suzhen and Jiu Xian Baili Dongjun to hold them together. Senior Anger Sword Immortal, If you can win this Li Hanyi alone, you will probably be the number one in the world."
Li Hanyi raised her head, her purple pupils were charming and dangerous. With a light wave, she waved her hand, Han Jian Iron Horse Binghe, Warm Sword Peach Blossom floating on both sides of her, she looked at Yan Zhantian, and slowly said: "Yan Zhantian ?"
"Li Hanyi, what are you doing here? How did you become like this?" Yan Zhantian asked.
"Where is Su Changhe?" Li Hanyi's eyes rose with hostility, and the two swords were eager to move.
Yan Zhantian clenched the Broken Army Sword in his hand and frowned slightly: "Su Changhe in the dark river? What are you looking for?"
Li Hanyi's purple hair was flying, and his murderous spirit soared: "I want to kill him!"
The two swords flew out instantly, heading straight towards Yan Zhantian. Yan Zhantian snorted coldly, lifting his sword to block, the Broken Army Sword was still not out of its sheath. Although Li Hanyi's sword is domineering, he still has to find the most suitable time to draw his sword with his anger.
"What's the matter these few days? I only saw a sword fairy, and saw another one. Are you in a hurry to come out to the fair? Except for Luo Qingyang, almost all of them have been seen." A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and he turned his head inadvertently. , I saw a middle-aged scholar standing there with a bookcase on his back and a white cloth covered with dust, who looked a little embarrassed.
"Dead scholar?" Yan Zhantian was forced to retreat by Li Hanyi's two swords, still surprised by the sound, turned his head and looked over.
"Big Demon!" The scholar smiled and replied.
"Senior Confucian Sword Immortal?" Wuxin responded and asked.
"The Young Master of the Demon Cult is here too. Recently, the Central Plains martial arts is really lively." Xie Xuan, the Confucian Sword Immortal, saw his identity at a glance.
"Fortunately, since the three sword immortals are meeting here, the younger generation will not disturb. The current farewell, there will be a period of time later." Wuxin hurriedly said goodbye, pulled Minghou over, turned and ran.
"Hey, just left?" Xie Xuan was stunned.
Yan Zhantian snorted coldly, and cursed: "How did Ye Dingtian give birth to such a hopeless son!"
"Senior Anger Sword Immortal is promising. If you have the ability, you can chase after him!" Wuxin shouted with a smile from a distance.
"Smelly boy!" Yan Zhantian angrily drew out the Army Breaking Sword in his hand.
Draw a sword in anger!
Instantly knocked the Iron Horse Binghe and Peach Blossom Two Swords into the air, Li Hanyi leaped forward, holding the double swords, and slashed at Yan Zhantian.
Xie Xuan waved his hand, and the tens of thousands of books hidden in the bookcase flew out and stopped in front of Li Hanyi.
"Yan Zhantian, although it is a shame to join forces with you. But Li Hanyi has already been insulted. If we fight alone, neither of us will be his opponent. The only way now is for us to work together and take her The demonic nature is suppressed. It's like what Lu Suzhen and Baili Dongjun did back then." Xie Xuan said.
"How to do it?" Yan Zhantian was forced to retreat steadily. Although he didn't want to admit it, he really couldn't fight Li Hanyi with his own power.
"I've been looking for books on the way to chase her, and I finally found it just now." Xie Xuan waved a thousand-volume book to help Yan Zhantian block Li Hanyi's sword, and took out a dilapidated ancient book." The book says that when the fire enters the devil, the meridians flow backwards and the blood qi surges. The skill is several times higher than before, but it is like drinking a dove to quench thirst, and there is a risk of violent death at any time. The way to crack it is to break its consciousness and stop. Its true spirit, then..."
"I understand." Yan Zhantian yelled and interrupted Xie Xuan who was hurriedly flipping through the book. "One sentence."
"Let's talk before you stun!"