Xuan Yue's eyes turned red again, and she said aggrievedly: "I understand!"

Seeing Xuan Yue's well-behaved look, Han Yun couldn't help but reach out and scrape her nose, and wrapped his hands around Xuan Yue's slender waist and hugged it in his arms. His voice softened and asked, "Tell me, how have you lived in the past hundred years?"

Xuan Yue turned red, she twisted her waist and pushed Han Yun away, letting her chest leave Han Yun's chest for a distance, and said lightly: "I'll tell you all this later, let's leave here now!"

A strange color flashed in Han Yun's eyes, and he found that Xuan Yue had an instinctive push to resist physical contact. Even the closest thing between men and women happened to her. Now he just hugged her and became shy. Han Yun sucked his nose slightly and nodded, "Well, let's leave here first!" After that, he helped Xuan Yue stand up and kissed her bright lips like a dragonfly.

Xuan Yue exclaimed in an instant, and a huge force involuntarily came out of her body, knocking Han Yun out. Han Yun banged against the wall, and although he used his spiritual power to protect his back, he was still hit in a dizzy way. Xuan Yue's body flashed and rushed toward him like a shadow. A flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and his right index finger stabbed Han Yun's head. When he was about to come, he hesitated for a moment, and turned into helping Han Yun with both hands, and said anxiously: "Han Yun, are you okay? They didn't mean it!"

Han Yun breathed a sigh of relief after a while, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, Yue'er, tell me honestly, what's going on with you? You don't like me to touch you?"

Xuan Yue hurriedly blushed her face and shook her head timidly: "No, it's said that they didn't do it on purpose!"

"How can I explain this one after another!" Han Yun pushed Xuan Yue away with a little annoyed. A man who was thrown away twice in a row, and his face naturally couldn't hold back. Xuan Yue's eyes turned red and she said anxiously: "No, since she refined the crystal of the divine wood, her spiritual power would be emitted involuntarily when she was excited!"

Han Yun looked at Xuan Yue suspiciously and said indifferently: "Is that true?"

Xuan Yue nodded with a pout and said aggrievedly: "Really, I didn't say panic!"

Han Yun frowned and asked, "Can't you control it yourself?"

Xuan Yue looked at Han Yun and said juicyly: "Sometimes it will get out of control. Maybe they have not completely transformed the spiritual power of the Divine Wood Crystal into use!"

"Stand and don't move!" Han Yun said coldly with a calm face. Xuan Yue was stunned and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"You're ready to stand!" Han Yun said coldly with his face, wrapping his hands around Xuan Yue's slender waist and putting his arms in his arms. He hugged him firmly. The soft and delicate erect pressed against his chest, which was as attractive as it was. Han Yun slid his hands on Xuan Yue's round buttocks and gently kneaded, slowly lowered his head and kissed Xuan Yue's cherry lips.

Xuan Yue instinctively held Han Yun's evil hand, a panic flashed in her eyes, and a powerful spiritual power was emitted from her body. As a result, Han Yun was shocked to fly in for the third time. This time he fell even worse, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth. However, Han Yun stood up as if nothing had happened and said lightly: "It seems that Yue'er really can't control it!"

Xuan Yue looked at Han Yun timidly and said anxiously: "I really didn't mean it, don't be angry, okay?"

Han Yun shrugged and said, "What's the point of being angry about me? Let's go, it's important to leave here first!"

Xuan Yue nodded aggrievedly, took Han Yun's hand, and disappeared into the tower with a flash. Han Yun felt that the golden light in front of him had already appeared in a hall, and the yellow walls on all sides disappeared. Han Yun looked around and saw that the Buddha statue behind the hall was holding a small tower with Buddha light shining on his hand. It seemed that he was trapped in the tower.

"Yue'er, tell me honestly, how high is your current cultivation level?" Han Yun turned his head and looked at Xuan Yue.

boom!

Before Xuan Yue could answer, a powerful sword intent suddenly slashed on the Dabei Tower, instantly shattering the entire Dabei Tower into pieces. Han Yun, who was in the building, changed his expression. The sword intent was so terrible that he could not withstand this terrible attack no matter what. Before Han Yun could react, he felt a force coming from Xuanyue's hand, and then disappeared into the Dabei Tower.

When Han Yun reappeared, he had reached a height of thousands of meters. The big stele tower turned into dust in the intent of the Silent Sword. A magic sword with a strong murderous intent rose into the air and slashed towards the position where Han Yun and the others were. Before the demon sword could be cut, the terrifying sword intent pressed Han Yun and felt suffocating.

Han Yun was shocked, and colorful light surged out from his body. The Sun True Fire Sword turned into a fire dragon to block the despairing magic sword. Subconsciously pushed Xuan Yue away with her palm. Han Yun had no confidence that he could block the terrifying blow of the magic sword.

Xuan Yue was pushed by Han Yun and flew out. A hint of anger flashed in her eyes first, then suddenly realized it, and finally turned into a strange. Peng! As soon as the Sun True Fire Sword and Desperate Demon Sword met, Han Yun felt a terrible sword intent suddenly heading straight for the sea of ​​divine. Han Yun felt a huge heart, and gritted his teeth suddenly, and his spiritual consciousness condensed into two balls of powerful light and hit it out from his eyes.

Buzz ~

Han Yun felt a sharp pain in his head, and his eyes turned black. The world became dark, and the sun fire on the golden feather of the divine black suddenly extinguished. The despair magic sword slashed towards Han Yun without diminishing power, and it was about to cut Han Yun into two pieces. Xuan Yue's eyes suddenly lit up two misty balls of light, and the magic sword that was slashing rapidly suddenly stopped in the air, as if it was grabbed by an invisible hand. The evil energy on the blade surged, constantly struggling, and making a buzzing sound.

The radiance in Xuanyue's eyes flashed twice, and the terrifying despair magic knife broke into several pieces instantly, and the evil energy on the blade disappeared. A man who was standing several miles away trembled suddenly, and blood spurted out from his mouth. He stretched out his fingers to point at Xuanyue in disbelief, and his body fell to the ground, instantly smashed to pieces. This person was the master of the God Transformation Stage, one of the twelve evil spirits of the sword, and was killed by Xuanyue in the blink of an eye.

"Yue'er! Yue'er...!" Han Yun waved his hands around, his eyes wide open, but he couldn't see anything. Suddenly, his right hand was held by a soft jade hand, and Xuan Yue's voice came from his ears: "I'm fine, what are you doing?"

Han Yun frowned and said, "I can't see it! Yue'er, aren't you injured? What happened just now?" Han Yun reached out and groped and stroked Xuan Yue's face.

Xuan Yue looked at Han Yun with a complicated expression. Han Yun's originally bright and deep eyes became dull, and two traces of blood were still oozing from the corners of his eyes. Xuan Yue stretched out her left hand and shook silently in front of Han Yun's eyes. Han Yun had no reaction and said intimately: "He is really blind!"

"Yue'er, what's wrong?" Han Yun turned his head slightly, as if listening to something. Xuan Yue said lightly: "The people from the Casting Sword Sect are fighting against the people of the Void Sect. Everyone is almost dead and it will be over soon. Let's go and go back to where Yue'er lives. Yue'er will heal your eyes!"

Han Yun frowned, feeling that Xuan Yue's tone was a little wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong in detail, so he said lightly: "Where is Yue'er living? Can my eyes be cured?"

Xuan Yue reached out and wiped the blood from the corners of Han Yun's eyes, and said softly: "You will know when you arrive. They will definitely cure your eyes!"

Du~du~du~du~du~

A rapid sound of wooden fish came, and a note was like a knock on the heart. A feeling of no desire, no desire or thought surged into my heart.

"Hmph, annoying stinky monk!" Xuan Yue snorted coldly, pulled Han Yun and disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he had reached a height of tens of thousands of meters.

"Wait here, don't move around, I'll deal with something first!" After saying that, he let go of Han Yun's hand.

"Yue'er..." Han Yun hurriedly called out. Xuan Yue stopped her body and turned around and smiled charmingly. Her face was covered with a layer of foggy radiance. Her devilish figure and her majestic jade feet became a little illusory, and she quietly waited for Han Yun to continue talking.

"Go, come back quickly!" Han Yun was silent for a moment before saying. Xuan Yue nodded lightly and said softly: "I'll be back soon, stay here and don't run around!" His figure disappeared out of thin air.

Han Yun turned his head slightly, and his dull eyes had no focal length, quietly standing in the void.

...

"Haha, Monk Dian, it seems that we have been hit by someone else's trick!" The evil spirit of the Demon Sword in Zhuan Wan's hand surged, with a bitter tone in his tone. He had several big blood holes in his body, and his left hand was gone, but he was still fine.

The old monk held the little wooden fish in his left hand and a small hammer in his right hand. His sloppy gray monk's robe sounded slightly in the wind, making his appearance look even older, and his legs were cut off from knees.

The Nanwu Peak is more than a hundred miles in a radius and can only be described as turning the earth. The Nanyuan, which was originally covered with green mountains, has almost become a ruin, without a complete mountain, without a continuous river, and is full of miserable appearances. The melee of such masters can only be interpreted by the word "destruction".

In this battle, sixteen masters in the God Transformation Stage, thirty-one masters in the Nascent Soul Stage, and all the golden elixirs that participated in the battle were killed. The Void Sect almost destroyed the sect, and perhaps more than a dozen people who went out to travel survived. If the old antiques in the fusion stage who went out to travel were still in the sect, this would probably not be the result today. The only old ashes in the sect who passed the tribulation period quietly left the mountain gate a thousand years ago, practicing alone and waiting for the arrival of the heavenly tribulation, and never came back.

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