Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...

In just one moment, the flying sword and the magic knife exchanged thousands of moves in the air.

The sword energy was arbitrary, the sword energy was domineering and fierce, and the faint blue light hanging in the air nearby had long been crushed to pieces. The smoke and clouds were flowing, the sky was low, and only the sword light and the sword light illuminated this section of the river.

At the same time, the sword cultivator who was standing on the water pointed his swords together and slashed at Pei Ling...

A jet-black and cold sword energy whizzed towards Pei Ling.

Pei Ling also made a knife with his fingers together and slashed out with four fingers.

The extremely compressed bloody sword energy slashed towards the sword cultivator like a sharp sword.

clang!!!

The sword energy shattered instantly, and the power of the bloody sword energy was greatly reduced, but it continued to slash at the sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator stood with two fingers in front of his chest, pinched the magic formula, and all the scattered sword intentions in this area roared together to form a huge and formidable sword formation.

Ding ding ding…

The sword energy only advanced less than half a foot in the sword formation before it collapsed...

As soon as the sword cultivation technique changed, countless flying swords appeared above the long river and in the void, cruising and running like fish, regrouping in an instant, switching from defense to attack.

Countless jet-black sword energies shot towards Pei Ling from all directions with a cold and forbidding force.

Pei Ling's expression did not change at all, he just raised his right hand and then slashed hard at the world.

A huge sword energy roared out, and in an instant, it opened a rift in the long river that the river could not close for a long time. The many evil spirits under the river could not escape, and all kinds of true colors were revealed one after another.

A scream sounded, and countless dead souls swam rapidly in the air. A large net quietly opened in the crisscrossing space.

[Yin Qiao Kong Ming Slash]!

Most of the densely packed flying swords were annihilated in an instant. The entire sword formation was cut in half like the river water, and all the sword energy directed at Pei Ling was dissipated without a trace.

Pei Ling stood on the deck of the awning boat, and his voice was cold, evil, and grand: "Curse!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword cultivator's body immediately began to rot, with pus gurgling from the wounds, and vicious and vicious faces grew out.

"Hehe...hehehe...hehe..."

Sharp and harsh laughter rang out, and all the faces opened their mouths and let out bursts of laughter.

The sword cultivator didn't pay any attention to the injuries on his body. He moved like a ghost and rushed to Pei Ling in an instant. He used his fingers as a sword and stabbed Pei Ling directly between his eyebrows!

In Pei Ling's eyes, runes were rising and intertwining, strange and weird, [Eternal Curse Magical Power]!

[The “method” of forgetting]!

The sword cultivator's aura dropped rapidly, but his body did not pause at all. The sword aura in his fingers continued to stab Pei Ling, without being affected by the ["Forgetting"] at all!

clang!

Pei Ling formed a sword with four fingers and cut away the sword energy thrust by the sword cultivator.

His whole body was immediately filled with substantial darkness, like ink pouring into clear water, spreading rapidly, completely engulfing the sword cultivator in an instant...

After a while, the [Netherworld Fog] gradually subsided, and the darkness faded. Under the pale sky, Pei Ling's figure was revealed. He stood in the air, holding the sword cultivator's head in his hand. Not far away, a figure appeared.

The headless body slowly fell down and sank to the bottom of the river.

"Buzz!"

A mournful cry of the Qingyue Sword resounded through the sky, and the pitch-black flying sword fell. The destined flying sword lives and dies with its master. At this moment, the originally sharp flying sword lost all its inspiration and returned to mortal iron.

, sank into the water together with Jian Xiu’s body.

At the same time, a long sword that looked like stars in the dark night came through the sky, but it was the Nine Soul Saber that returned and floated in front of Pei Ling.

Pei Ling turned his head and looked at the head in his hand quietly.

This swordsman from Hangan Sword Sect has long lost his mind and only fights based on instinct.

Therefore, his [Forgetting "Method"] just now is of no use to him, because the other party does not remember everything about himself...

Just as he was thinking about it, the head he was holding in his hand suddenly turned into a puff of gray-black smoke and fell directly into his palm.

Suddenly, a wave of obsession with the sword, hatred for the living in the world, and a desire to kill... were like bursting a dike and controlling water, surging out and roaring into Pei Ling's mind.

Pei Ling's face immediately distorted, and it took a while before he gradually came back to his senses.

His expression became extremely solemn, and it was fateful again!

However, this sword cultivator from the Hangan Sword Sect has long lost his mind. The other party's fate is extremely chaotic, with all kinds of hatred, obsession, and killing emotions mixed together. It is worse than the previous Gu Chuzi and the monks from the Reincarnation Tower.

More complex and confusing.

While he was thinking, Pei Ling suddenly raised his head and saw that the scenery around him changed, and the originally gray sky suddenly became brighter.

The surging river water beneath our feet, originally turbid yellow, turned into emerald green and clear.

Under the water, white shadows gather together, gauze skirts fly like fins, and they are as nimble as a mermaid.

"Wow!"

Amidst the splashing water, a white shadow suddenly emerged from the water, but it was a young girl with an enchanting posture. She was boldly dressed and wearing a veil, only revealing a pair of star-like eyes. Her fair and porcelain skin was stained with...

A little bit of water shimmered, and the water flowed along the veil, and the hair flowed downwards. Soon, it slipped past the slender neck of a crane and merged into the delicate collarbone.

There is also a pink double-petaled flower from somewhere in the collarbone, and further down, there is the emerald green river water.

Her face was slim, her steps were graceful, and her eyes seemed to be full of spring water. She looked towards Pei Ling and walked towards him step by step.

As she approached, her graceful and graceful figure gradually emerged from the water.

The soaked gauze clothes cling to her delicate body, looking at her delicate body, it is on full display, looming.

Behind her, a number of fair-skinned beauties, also wearing thin clothes, looked out of the water like hibiscus, and then swayed towards Pei Ling.

Each of them, as they walked, their eyes were firmly fixed on Pei Ling.

It was as if Pei Ling was their lifelong love, in their eyes and in their hearts, this was the only one who meant everything.

Pei Ling suddenly felt an extremely strong feeling of love welling up deep in his heart.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

The sound of water was murmuring, and the beauties continued to approach him. Every step they took was like the wind supporting the weak willows or the water stirring the lotus flowers, which was indescribably charming and gentle.

Taking another step, their veils suddenly fell down the water, revealing their shy and charming, delicate and delicate beauty.

Immediately afterwards, the tulle-like dress fell powerlessly and floated on the emerald green water.

The beauties didn't realize it and were still walking forward. The water flow gently rippled and pulled down the gauze clothes little by little.

The fragrant skin of the jade body is like the rising moonlight, revealing every inch.

This scene is like a sailor sailing into the deep sea and encountering the Shark Girl tribe.

A strong desire for valley washed away Pei Ling's reason, and the urge to sink with these beauties regardless was surging like a tidal wave.

Pei Ling's muscles all over his body were tense, and his blood seemed to be boiling.
Chapter completed!