About the fact that I only have one move to clear the customs

Just about to use the skill, a weak hand rested on Ning Fan's shoulder.

Turning her head to look, Jiang Yueli's beautiful eyes were flushed, but her expression was firm, and she said with a faint smile:

"Let me come."

"Okay." Ning Fan stood aside, looked at Su Qinghe coldly, determined that if Jiang Yueli was in danger, he would strike immediately.

A broken hand actually had a huge impact on her swordsmanship. It was very troublesome to make tactic, including the circulation of spiritual power in her body. Jiang Yueli's strength should have dropped by about [-]%.

"The field is blooming..." Jiang Yueli said leisurely, Ning Fan and Su Qinghe were both taken aback.

Got it?Ning Fan was shocked at first, and then rejoiced in his heart. After experiencing life and death, people can always gain enlightenment. Jiang Yueli lost his left arm, and watched the cute little Su Mo die, but he understood the secret of the field blooming , can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

On the other side, Su Qinghe showed a look of disdain.

"The field blooms? You can't beat me even if it blooms, Youquan sword is invincible in the world!"

"Linyuan." Jiang Yueli said the name that belongs to her domain alone.

"Ding dong..." A drop of clear water dripped from the void and landed between Jiang Yueli and Su Qinghe.

The moon in the sky disappeared, the surrounding rolling hills disappeared, the lake, willow trees and tall buildings, everything disappeared.

Under the feet of the three of them was a pool of stagnant water, and between Jiang Yueli and Su Qinghe, there was a three-meter-long gap.

It was an abyss extending to the endless underground.

Su Qinghe's complexion changed drastically. He looked down at the dark abyss where he could not see the bottom, and then looked at Jiang Yueli in disbelief.

"Have you ever stared into the abyss?" Jiang Yueli asked suddenly.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Su Qinghe shouted coldly, and rushed towards Jiang Yueli with his sword in hand!

"The true art of Yujian? Seven kills!"

Jiang Yueli raised the corners of her mouth, silently watching Su Qinghe use the powerful sword art, and said unhurriedly:

"What's the point of struggling in the abyss?"

After finishing speaking, she slowly pulled out the light blue long sword at her waist, and said lightly:

"The secret formula of Yushui? Nine styles? Flowers drift by themselves."

The water flows by itself.

"Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!"

The water jet gushed out, and the sword came out like a dragon!

Su Qinghe and the thick black resentment were submerged in the water column.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Su Qinghe knelt in front of Jiang Yueli on one knee, and threw the Youquan sword on the roof of the building.

Everything returned to normal, and blood gushed from Su Qinghe's chest. He looked up at Jiang Yueli, and said suspiciously:

"Flowers falling from the sky should be a move in the Flower God Art..."

"I incorporated it into the secret art of Yushui." Jiang Yueli said lightly.

"Please don't embarrass others." Su Qinghe said, looking up at Jiang Yueli with difficulty, expecting her to give an answer.

Jiang Yueli nodded slightly, Su Qinghe relaxed, closed his eyes slightly, and passed away.

Ning Fan stepped forward to pick up the Youquan sword, turned to Jiang Yueli and said:

"do you want?"

"Should we hand over this magic sword to the guild?" Jiang Yueli said with a meaningful smile.

"Yes." Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, and sent the Youquan sword into his system warehouse, "I'll keep it first."

Jiang Yueli smiled sweetly, nodded slightly, and then turned to look down the tall building.

All the Zhuang people below bowed down one after another, and the elder at the head said loudly:

"Su Zhuangzhu is obsessed with ghosts, forging a magic sword, and intends to harm the guild masters. We are just forced to do things by him, and please forgive the two lords!"

"We can't help ourselves, please forgive me!" Everyone echoed.

Jiang Yueli said indifferently: "The culprit is Su Qinghe. I know everyone's difficulties, and Lord Fengshen's help also shows his position. You Mingjian Villa has made great contributions. Although you have done something that both humans and gods are angry with, you have also massacred Killing most of the ghosts with a radius of hundreds of kilometers is considered a balance of merit and demerit."

"Su Qinghe has already been punished. Forget about the past. Mingjian Villa is still Mingjian Villa, but if you still do the evil thing of breeding ghost children, don't blame the guild for righteously destroying relatives and removing Mingjian Villa from the mainland!"

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for your extrajudicial grace!" Everyone knelt down one after another, and their loud voices answered.

As the sun rose, the two of Ning Fan and Ning Fan found the Youquan ghost mother raised by Mingjian Villa, and killed her to avoid future troubles.

At noon, Ning Fan and the others bid farewell to the people of Mingjian Villa, left the valley, and rushed to the border of Shiwanda Mountain in the south.

"Where did you say Su Qinghe sent his two sons?" Flying side by side, Ning Fan turned to Jiang Yueli and asked.

Jiang Yueli said:

"Facing King Chu Jiang's profound attack, no one in the field could resist except you and me. The dark hole that Su Qinghe used the Youquan sword to open should be a turbulent space.

The turbulent space is boundless and has no end, and the chance of surviving in it is very slim, but compared to being slapped to death, a ray of life is also a lifeline. Su Qinghe's choice at that time was undoubtedly the most correct. "

"The chance of survival is slim, which means, after entering, can you still come out?" Ning Fan asked curiously.

Jiang Yueli nodded and said, "That's right, there is one person who just entered the turbulent space, then successfully walked out, and mastered the mystery of chaos and annihilation, becoming one of the top figures on the mainland."

"who is it?"

Ning Fan looked at Jiang Yueli, such a character is not simple, if he has a chance, he has to strengthen himself.

Jiang Yueli turned her head and smiled and said:

"Do you know this person?"

Ning Fan went through it in his mind, then shook his head, "I really can't guess."

"It's our lord president. Although he is not included in the ranking list of the mainland gods, he is recognized as one of the top three in the guild alliance." Jiang Yueli said with a smile.

Ning Fan's mind flashed that short-haired middle-aged man who spoke little and always had a kind smile on his face, the master was by my side!

"It turns out that the president is so strong, no wonder that every time the president speaks, the two adults, Flower God and Fengshen, will save face."

Jiang Yueli giggled and said:

"Otherwise, why do you think the president can subdue the two 'rebellious' people, Master and Fengshen?"

"Sure enough, there are two brushes." Ning Fan laughed.

The two discussed swordsmanship and their love affairs on the mainland. Although they traveled south for four or five days, the journey was not boring.

And as Jiang Yueli's affection for her, which was visible on the system panel, became higher and higher. After reaching the 90s, she also began to show the lively and mischievous side of her nature. The two got along very well, and sometimes Ning Fan Wish the southbound journey was longer.

In that way, there will be more opportunities to communicate with her in depth.

At noon on September 18th, [-], the sun was scorching like fire.

Ning Fan and Jiang Yueli stood on a cliff, looking at the endless Cangshan Mountain.

Going further south from here, you will leave the territory of the Daybreak Guild and enter the territory of the third ghost king Song Diwang in the south.

"This is the territory of the ghost clan, don't the two of you want to enter it for a while?" A light voice came from the side.