cold!

There are no words to describe how cold it is.

It was a kind of loneliness that was too lonely and invincible when standing at a high place.

Bashiba found that he had turned into a woman, and the other person was the swordsman standing in front of him, wearing white clothes like snow, looking at the sea of ​​clouds.

Ba Shiba had seen many masters of swordsmanship, but no one could make him feel like facing mountains and ridges like the high-rise snow-capped mountains southwest of the Potala Palace.

He had imagined what would happen if his method of transforming the sky and striking the earth faced such a master, but he did not expect that the scene he would face after using it would be like this. It was different from what he imagined.

If nothing else, this is the mental situation that has been vaguely affected by the other party.

The other party's spirit was stronger than expected.

Even though Eighth Master Ba mastered the supreme spiritual power and transformed it into a powerful technique that strikes the sky and strikes the earth, at this time, he, the majestic Mongolian national master, no longer had any confidence.

In a head-to-head confrontation with purely spiritual force, I'm afraid you won't be a match for the opponent.

"Lord Baiyun City!"

"Ye Gucheng!"

"Why don't you draw your sword and kill me?"

Bashiba, who had transformed into a woman, gently held her hair with her jade hands and asked softly.

"Kill you?"

Turning slightly sideways, the man's seemingly emotionless gaze fell on the absolutely beautiful woman in front of him. She had a Buddhist-like air about her. His eyebrows slightly closed, and he didn't seem to be interested in the woman's proposal.

.

"yes!"

"I know your plan to usurp the throne. If you want this news not to be leaked, you have to kill me, right?"

The spiritual confrontation had begun a long time ago. At this moment, Bashiba seemed to be a real woman. She had long lost the bearing of a monk and only had the squeamishness of a woman. Of course, her true identity as a woman was cultivated by the enemy.

The secret killer.

Came here to spy on the news, but unexpectedly found out about such a shocking plan.

then.

Bashiba and Dao Gongzi, who were pulled into a mental hallucination by the magic of changing the sky and striking the earth, began to fight.

"Too!"

"It's better to kill you after all!"

"So, watch out!"

Turning around, he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and as a clanging sound sounded, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

An invincible sword move - the sudden appearance of a flying fairy from the sky.

The moment the Baiyun City Lord in front of him drew his sword, a feeling of extreme heart palpitations suddenly spread throughout his body.

Although the method of changing the sky and striking the earth is a spiritual miracle, its perception of the outside world is undoubtedly very strong.

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, Ba Shiba knew that he was no match.

But in this duel, Ba Shiba could not allow himself to fail, otherwise he might not be able to get out of Huashan.

In an instant, a whole body of skills gathered at its peak.

Everything within a three-foot radius seemed to solidify under that powerful spirit.

The sword light flashed.

Everything was calm again.

The woman transformed into Bashiba has escaped from the palace, dripping with blood all the way.

Not dead.

But Bashiba didn't feel any joy. He clearly felt that the opponent had reduced his strength when he made the move, and there was no killing intention. Otherwise, even he would not be able to escape that beautiful sword that he dared not look at.

.

It was as if the Lord of Baiyun City had specifically spared his own life and left her with the possibility of informing him.

First game.

Bashiba VS Taoist Master!

Ba Shiba, defeated!

He ran away very quickly and no one was chasing him.

On the way, the seriously injured Bashiba met a man, a man with four eyebrows holding a folding fan.

At the moment of coma, Ba Shiba knew that the spiritual duel between them had entered the second act.

It rained heavily.

This is nasty weather.

The huge raindrops hit the bluestone and made a snapping sound. The person who hit it felt even more depressed.

Bashiba stood so quietly in the rain, letting the heavy rain fall on him, blurring his vision and even his feelings.

At this moment, he is not an eminent monk in the Potala Palace, nor is he the new national preceptor of Mongolia.

But a woman.

A woman who is a killer.

A woman who escaped from the palace.

It was only at this time that Bashiba, as a killer, found that he had lost the confidence he had always had.

The rain slid down the hair on the temples. In this spiritual world, he was a woman at this moment, and his mentality was also that of a woman. The duel between the two sides had already begun at the moment when the magic of changing the sky and striking the earth was cast.

Recalling everything that had just happened, Ba Shiba didn't feel that there was a flaw in his arrangement, and that the other party had discovered the flaw.

Here, Ba Shiba and Dao Gongzi are the killers and the people being calculated.

"Come out!"

"I see you!"

The delicate voice echoed in the rain, appearing soft and weak.

"ha!"

There was a chuckle, and with the sound of footsteps, a white paper umbrella appeared in the splashing rain. A man wearing a black gown, holding an umbrella in one hand and a folding fan in the other appeared in front of her.

The man looks handsome, but the most attractive thing is not his appearance, but the two beards on his mouth, which are trimmed as neatly and beautifully as his eyebrows.

It's like a person ends up with four eyebrows.

In addition, it is the casual feeling about this person that people can't help but notice.

A man holding an umbrella to protect himself from the rain.

A woman who was soaked in water.

"I found it for you!"

The visitor stood three feet in front of her and stopped, looking at him with a very strange expression: "Ba Shiba, the Eighth Master of the Mongolian Empire!".

"Should the poor monk call you Lu Xiaofeng or Taoist Priest?"

at the same time.

The beautiful woman incarnated by Bashiba asked in a soft tone.

"I feel very depressed when you say this. How can there be a disgusting monk like you, Bashiba, in this world?"

After hearing what the other party said, Yue Yuan was finally dissatisfied. Even though he had transformed into Lu Xiaofeng at this moment, with a romantic and passionate temperament. But looking at the beautiful and beautiful woman in front of him, he thought that the other party was actually a great monk.

The incarnation made him as unhappy as if he had eaten a fly.

Even after experiencing so many things, this was the first time Yue Yuan felt this way.

"whee!"

The woman in front of her couldn't tell that he was the incarnation of Bashiba at all, just like the current Yue Yuan couldn't tell that he was Yue Yuan. The woman couldn't help but smile when she heard this. Although the heavy rain in front of her blurred her vision, she was still impressed by her skills.

It doesn't have much impact.

At the moment, she could clearly see the uncomfortable expression on the other person's face, as if he had eaten a fly.

"This is my method of transforming the sky and striking the earth!"

"This is a spiritual time travel between you and me, but it is also a duel between you and me!"

"Based on force alone, I am no match for you, but not necessarily here!"

Even in the spiritual story just now, she was singled out for her identity by the other party at this moment, and the original spiritual impact step by step turned into a mental duel. Her resentful eyes fell on the other party, and she continued:

"Besides, aren't you a romantic and passionate person? Just look at the slave family being soaked in the rain like this!"
To be continued...