Chapter 822: Yaxiang is resurrected and Shui Yu is the teacher

The blue silk light and shadows in the sky rolled towards Yu Zecheng, and Yu Zecheng was motionless. Looking at the light and shadows in the sky, singing in his mouth, the last word was sang, and after singing, a silver-white light suddenly rose. The blue silk light and shadows encountered this silver-white light sea, they were still and frozen.

Just as the blue silk light and shadow were frozen, the true king of Qingyi moved, as fast as a virgin, as lightning-like as lightning, and his hair into a sword was a blow.

Her movement was extremely fast. In this moment, everyone present screamed in shock. There was not many people who could block the sword light at that moment. This sword in the chest was natural, and the simple sword accurately grasped all the changes that Yu Zecheng had made Yu Zecheng unavoidable.

Yu Zecheng did not avoid it, as if everything was clear in his heart. He moved his right hand and instantly grabbed the Qingyi Zhenjun's envoy's hairpin in the air, then rushed to Qingyi's side and inserted the hairpin into her hair again.

From immobility to attack, Yu Zecheng's behavior showed a calm and graceful demeanor, especially his long sleeves were gently brushed, like flying clouds stretching, full of ethereal and elegant meaning.

He grabbed the sword with one claw and snatched the opponent's flying sword in a flash. It seemed uncanny, but it was extremely magical. After grabbing the sword, he inserted it into the opponent's hair again. The indescribable light and agile movement was extremely gentle. In an instant, the true king of Qingyi was completely impressed by Yu Zecheng and was fascinated by his heart.

In an instant, all the blue silk light and shadow disappeared, and Qingyi looked at Yu Zecheng blankly, her eyes full of infatuation.

Yu Zecheng smiled at her and said:

"No need to compete, right?"

Then he looked up at Fairy Shuiyu in the distance and said:

"Can this Feng Qiuhuang be over?"

Fairy Shuiyu sighed and nodded to the host. The host immediately shouted:

"Dear guests, because of today's emergency, this Phoenix Phoenix Conference is over now. Please forgive me..."

The host said loudly because he would be scolded. Who knew that applause would sound from up and down, left and right? He was extremely happy to see the monks at the Feng Qiuhuang Conference.

It's worth it, it's worth it. Today's battle, strangling the two Yuanyings with one-on-seven, this Xuanyuan Sword Sect's True Lord Mid Du is really strong. He embraces the beauty. Today's battle is so exciting, much more exciting than those things that are better than Wen's alchemy.

The applause sounded, and Yu Zecheng held his fists to the Siye and then looked at Fairy Shuiyu in the distance.

The Fairy of Water Jade nodded to him and signaled him to go over. Yu Zezhen strode over and disappeared from afar with the Fairy of Water Jade.

During this period, Yu Zecheng didn't even look at the True Lord Qingyi. The True Lord Qingyi was extremely shy at first, waiting for Yu Zecheng, but found that Yu Zecheng not only did not come, but did not even look at her. Then he strides away. He really didn't have himself in his eyes. Suddenly, the True Lord Qingyi felt an indescribable pain. She looked at Yu Zecheng with a lingering look, and she looked at him with a lingering look.

Yu Zecheng followed Fairy Shuiyu to enter the inner hall of the Jile Ecstasy Sect, which was extremely difficult for outsiders to enter.

Fairy Shuiyu looked at Yu Zecheng, and the meaning was unknown, and said:

"Okay, you guy, you actually ruined my Feng Qiuhuang. Do you know how much you have lost to me?"

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"Senior, you said that I was asked to participate in the first episode. I participated in it when I was anxious, but it turned out to be like this. If there is any loss, please say it, I will compensate you."

Fairy Shuiyu smiled and said:

"I'm not short of such a loss, but the applause at the end reminded me that Feng Qiuhuang has always been a bit gentle and elegant. It seems that some blood is needed to stimulate everyone.

However, the cost of this treatment is indispensable. I have to give it to me the nine-level flying sword Taiyi Spectrum and the five magic weapons. In this way, I can give an explanation to them."

Yu Zezhen handed the flying sword magic weapon to Fairy Shuiyu. As long as Yaxiang can be cured, everything is worth it. These treasures were taken out before they were heated up. Moreover, Fairy Shuiyu kept silent and ignored the Sun-Swallowing Ecstasy Cup. It seemed that this cup was a meat bun and never returned it, but for Yaxiang, it was worth it.

Entering the inner hall, Fairy Shuiyu was doing things happily. She and Dadu Xiaokou Buddha began to set up magic circles and prepare everything.

Fairy Shuiyu can reshape Yaxiang's soul, and the big belly smile Buddha can maintain Yaxiang's soul without dissipating in the process. The two of them have boundless magic power. In this sky world, the way of soul belongs to the top people.

Yu Zecheng watched silently, learning their magic method, and stones from other mountains can attack jade.

Finally, day by day passed, and at the specific moment of the seventh day, the Buddha and Fairy Shuiyu began to cast spells to save Yaxiang.

Yu Zecheng and the old madman could only wait outside. The waiting was very painful. As time passed, Yu Zecheng began to wait anxiously, but soon calmed down and stopped thinking about Yaxiang's affairs. He began to practice swordsmanship and understand profoundly.

Yu Zecheng practiced his sword skills again. Every move and gesture seemed to have been tempered and had a deep foundation, and he would never make any mistakes. He integrated the sword principles contained in this sword style with his own divine will, and transformed it to the extreme.

This is Yu Zecheng's characteristic. As long as he has time, he will start to study so hard. Opportunities will give those who are prepared. The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

People in the world only see Yu Zecheng's outstanding sword skills, but they do not see Yu Zecheng's hard work. When and when are Yu Zecheng's swords like this, only such persistence can lead to brilliant success. Only persistence is the basis of everything.

Time passed little by little. Three hours later, the magic circle gate opened, Fairy Shuiyu walked out of it and said:

"I'm so tired that I'm successful in reshaping. Your sister Yaxiang is alive again. You can go in and take a look."

The big belly smiled and the Buddha was sweating profusely, and said to Yu Zecheng:

"Sexuality fulfilled her mission and saved her, but donor Yu, please do your own thing, I'll leave."

After saying that, the Buddha turned around and left. After the matter was over, the old madman went over to send him away. Yu Zecheng walked into the magic circle.

Yaka lay on a large bed, her hair was shaved off, and she was fainted on the bed.

Yu Zecheng walked to her side and sat aside and waited silently. About three hours passed. Yu Zecheng looked at Yaxiang silently and couldn't help but think of the last moment of intoxication. Although it was not controlled by herself, she might have her own child in Yaxiang's belly. Where should she go and how should she face Sister Yaxiang?

"Meet Master."

Fairy Shuiyu said:

"You and I are both pitiful people. Helping you is helping me. I hope he will know your hard work in the future."

Yaxiang smiled indifferently and said:

"As long as he lives better than me, it's better not to know."

Yu Zecheng walked out with regret, and finally a dusty man appeared, which made Yu Zecheng feel indescribable, and he worked countless times, and the ending was in the end.

But he quickly returned to normal. Isn’t his purpose to repay Sister Yaxiang? In the past few days of guardian battles, he unknowingly regarded her as his own. In fact, she belongs to her own, has her own life and her own life. This is her.

As long as Yaxiang lives well, even if you don’t have the hard work in vain, Feng Chenzi, I will go to find you. If you are sorry to Yaxiang in the future, even if you flatten the Miaohua Sect, no one can save you.

Yu Zecheng walked forward, and behind him, a woman in green walked slowly over.
Chapter completed!