Chapter 285

The storm of sword still has the trend of expanding. It is faint to swallow this void. The destructive force spreads in the storm, as if to tear everything apart.

Yue Bingying's beautiful eyes are full of shock and charming His body trembled slightly, and he couldn't believe his eyes. The thin figure of the young man in white looked very small in front of the sword storm, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of security, as if he were there, everything would be solved.

The young man in white slowly turned around. At the moment when he saw Yue Bingying's face, his tall and straight body trembled, silent for a moment, and said, "Bingying."

Yue Bingying has a blush on her pretty face. She is extremely shy. She lowers her head and doesn't dare to look at the young man in white. She is as shy and moving as the little girl next door. She is not as heroic as the young lady of the big family before.

The young man in white showed a spoiled look on his face and whispered, "if you still don't want to see me, I'll leave."

After saying that, he turned and left directly, looking very determined. Yue Bingying suddenly raised his head. A trace of panic flashed in his beautiful eyes, and subconsciously said, "no, don't go!"

As soon as the voice fell, the body of the young man in white suddenly stopped there. A cunning color flashed in his bright eyes. He turned around and said tentatively, "what do you mean?"

"I'm still short of a bodyguard. If you like, stay." Yue Bingying flashed infinite shame in her beautiful eyes, lowered her head and whispered. Her voice was so low that only two people could hear it clearly.

"Well." The young man in white showed a look of thinking on his face, as if he were thinking.

"If you don't want to, forget it." Yue Bingying seemed unwilling to see the man in white and said something displeased.

"Who said I didn't want to?" The young man in white burst out a smile on his face and said with a smile, "I'm afraid a certain population is right and wrong. If I leave like this, I'm afraid I'll have a bad reputation as a heartless man. I don't want to be pointed at by thousands of people."

See a young man in white with spring on his face Light, very proud. Yue Bingying's beautiful eyes couldn't help but be stunned. They soon reacted and became more shy. This guy is so annoying!

The eyes of the young man in white became more gentle and took a step forward. The ape arm relaxed, gathered Yue Bingying into his arms, stared at the clear eyes, and said affectionately: "since the first time I saw you, my heart has been full, and there is no room for anything else. If you let me leave, I really don't know how to live."

Yue Bingying's heart thudded and trembled. In his heart, he only felt a warm flowing past. He slowly raised his head, looked at the handsome face close at hand and asked, "is what you said true?"

"Nature is true." The young man in white doted on the beauty in front of him and said, "if not, I wouldn't want to go thousands of miles and worship under the gate of Qingtian sword sect. These are enough to explain everything."

Yue Bingying's head is light. He has some feelings. He doesn't need to say it deliberately. Everything is in silence and can be felt with his heart.

"How did you do it?" Yue Bingying suddenly thought of something and asked suspiciously.

"What and how?" The young man in ice clothes looked at her with the same doubts.

Yue Bingying said, "you are practicing in Qingtian sword sect. There is an incomparable lack of resources. How did you get to this point in such a short time?"

It seems that knowing the doubts in Yue Bingying's heart, the young man in white smiled brightly and said, "after Qin Xuan took the soul killing sword, I knew you must go back to Qingzhou City. Soon I returned to the family and entered the secret territory of the family. Then I came to piaoyue city to find you."

Yue Bingying was shocked when he heard this. Although he entered the secret territory of the family, his cultivation was not done overnight. He must have paid a lot for such a huge promotion in such a short time.

"You've worked hard." Yue Bingying's jade hand gently touched the face of the young man in white. His beautiful eyes were full of deep love. In a simple sentence, they were full of too many emotions.

"Breeze." A loud voice came, which made Luo Qingfeng's eyes freeze and look at the speaker.

I saw a tall young man stepping into the air with a strong breath. He was one of the highest among the Tianjiao who entered the holy pool.

When Luo Qingfeng saw the visitor, his eyes suddenly coagulated and his eyebrows frowned, but he still shouted, "big brother."

The visitor is the head of the three brothers of Luo family, Luo Fengyun, the disciple of Zhanlong sect.

Luo Fengyun is more powerful than Luo QianChuan. There is an inherent dignity in his eyebrows, as if he is not angry. He is a little more stable than Luo Qingfeng, giving people a feeling of deep intention.

Luo Fengyun nodded. The moment he saw Yue Bingying beside Luo Qingfeng, he immediately flashed a look of doubt. Then he saw that they stood very close. He immediately guessed in his heart and said, "are you together?"

Yue Bingying couldn't help lowering his head. Luo Qingfeng naturally took a step forward, blocked Yue Bingying behind him, nodded and said, "HMM."

Luo Qingfeng's eyes flickered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, Luo Qingfeng was also worried. He knew this big brother very well. Chengfu was very deep. He did everything he could to achieve his goal. He could have a high position in Zhanlong sect not only because of his talent.

"Miss Yue, I'm in Xialuo Fengyun." Luo Fengyun no longer looks at Luo Qingfeng, but hugs Yue Bingying.

Yue Bingying takes her head lightly and responds to Luo Fengyun's words. She doesn't like Luo Fengyun very much. He looks very cold and inaccessible.

"Brother, we have something else to do, so let's go first." Luo Qingfeng didn't want to stay much, so he took Yue Bingying's hand and wanted to leave. At this time, Luo Fengyun suddenly said, "you should tell the family about this earlier. In addition, don't forget the 10000 family. Sometimes, you still have to recognize your identity."

The voice fell and Luo Fengyun left here directly. Luo Qingfeng's face was a little ugly. Is this a warning to him?

"Qingfeng, don't care about that. I'm sincere to you." Yue Bingying looked at Luo Qingfeng and said seriously.

Luo Qingfeng shook his head, took a deep breath and said, "don't worry, I'm not so easy to retreat. It seems that it's time to do something to let the Yue family recognize me."

Suddenly, Luo Qingfeng raised his head and looked at the falling holy light over the vacuum world. A dazzling light flashed in his eyes and said, "wait for me."

After saying that, I saw his body flash and rush directly into the air. He suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, mixed with the artistic conception of the powerful sword. If it comes to real cultivation, many people here are stronger than Luo Qingfeng. However, if the understanding of the artistic conception of the sword is better than him, few people are better than him.

The artistic conception of the terrible sword diffuses out and covers the endless area in an instant. The storms of swords sweep out, and the holy light falls and is involved by the storm. At this moment, many holy lights are absorbed by Luo Qingfeng alone, making many people look here.

"Who is he?" Someone asked, with a strong anger on his face.

"I don't know. If it's not from the Yue family, it's the disciple of yingyue Pavilion." A man nearby said, and his eyes were also a little bad. What else could they absorb when one person swept away so much holy light.

Although the vacuum world is large and spans thousands of miles, the sky at the moment is occupied by many arrogant figures, which seems a little small for a time.

There are a total of 48 people entering the holy pool. No matter from other regions or the seven main cities, everyone has superhuman talent. At the moment, they all bloom their strongest magic powers and try their best to absorb more holy light into the body.

Each of the seven heavenly arrogants occupies a vast space and does not interfere with each other. Some of the other space is occupied by the disciples of the seven forces, and the rest is occupied by a few powerful people.

I saw a figure sitting in the void, with his hands folded, with a solemn appearance. Although his eyes were closed, it gave people a sense of incomparable peace.

Behind him, the bright and boundless Buddha light continues to bloom and permeate the world, just like forming a huge Buddha mirror. Where the mirror is mapped, the holy light is absorbed into the Buddha mirror.

"Since the Buddha of the empty sound temple should forget everything and listen to the Buddha's voice, why come here to absorb the holy light."

A hearty laughter resounded through the sky and the earth. Unable to smell the speech, he slowly opened his eyes and looked in a direction. He saw a slender figure coming with a long piano in his hand.

"Benefactor Qin doesn't absorb the holy light. Why do you come here?" Unable to spit out the Buddha sound, he spoke to Qin Wushuang.

"Borrow the master's holy light." Qin Wushuang's eyes flashed a treacherous smile. He saw the Long Qin in his hand shooting rapidly, like a sharp sword, revealing an extremely sharp killing intention, as if to pierce the void.

His face suddenly changed. It seemed that he didn't expect Qin unparalleled to make a sudden move, and the attack was so fierce. Obviously, he was ready.

I can't see the seal of both hands, holding the Buddha light, immediately condensing dozens of Buddha seals in front of him, which seems to contain Mahayana Dharma, and the endless glory of Buddhism is released, enveloping this space.

When the long harp hit the Buddha seal, it just heard a loud bang, and the Buddha light scattered all over the sky. The seemingly strong Buddha seal actually cracked inch by inch and turned into thousands of stars. However, the momentum of the long harp did not decrease, and it could not shoot at high speed. Sen Leng's killing intention was approaching.

I can't feel a shiver in my heart. I just feel that my whole body is locked by a sense of killing. It's bitterly cold.

A look of doubt flashed in his eyes. How long has it been? How did Qin Wushuang suddenly become so powerful?