My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 254

Qin Feng stood for a long time looking at the floating Ten Thousand Swords formation on Xingyue Peak.

There was a feeling in his heart, which was extremely strong.

It seemed to be a connection with the lady in the dark.

The catastrophe will come today!

"I can't wait any longer, I have to be in place early." Qin Feng clenched his fists tightly and made up his mind.

Near noon, lunch has been prepared in the lobby.

Lan Ningshuang put down the bowls and chopsticks, looked around and asked curiously: "Where is my uncle, are you still in the guest room?
Bai Qiu, don't move your chopsticks, wait for my uncle to arrive, and then eat together. "

There was clearly a sumptuous amount of food on the table, Bai Qiu was drooling seeing it, but she couldn't swallow it, which made her extremely uncomfortable: "This damned guy, why are you running around during meal time!"

Heitan got up and said, "I'll go to the guest room and ask my uncle to come over."

"Okay." Lan Ningshuang nodded slightly.

But after a while, he came back alone.

"Where's uncle?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.

Heitan shook his head.

"Where will he go at this time? He still has injuries on his feet." Lan Ningshuang looked worried.

"Sister Ningshuang, let's leave him alone, let's eat first, anyway, in Wanjianzong, there will be no danger, unless"

At this point, Bai Qiu's face froze because she thought about what happened in the morning, that guy said that he would stay at Xingyue Peak when Senior Sister Jianli was going through the catastrophe.

"No way." A trace of uneasiness flashed across Bai Qiuliang's twinkling pupils.

"Why not?" Lan Ningshuang looked at her.

At this moment, several people in the lobby felt palpitations.

It felt like a huge rock was pressing on my heart.

Outside the lobby, it was still daytime, but in the blink of an eye, the sky darkened instantly, as if night had fallen.

Bai Qiu and the others guessed something, hurriedly ran out of the lobby, and looked up.

The sky at this moment is like Bai Xuan completely soaked in ink.

The endless dark clouds surged, completely covering the entire Wan Jianzong!

Especially above Xingyue Peak, the low dark clouds seemed to be falling!
The catastrophe is coming!
Everyone in Wanjianzong stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky with solemn expressions.

They could clearly feel that the power of the catastrophe this time was even greater than the last time!
Some disciples with lower strength even suffered from shortness of breath, unable to straighten their bodies, and their whole bodies seemed to be stuck in a quagmire!

A majestic voice sounded: "All disciples of Wan Jianzong obey the order and stay away from Xingyue Peak!"

As soon as the words fell, Yue Hexuan, who was wearing a blue-black cloak, jumped into the air in the suzerain hall, looking at the dark clouds, his brows were tightly furrowed.

In addition, the other twelve peak masters also floated in the air, fully alert.

Boom!

A thunder dragon roared, and the sky and the earth suddenly lit up.

In the sky above Xingyue Peak, Liu Jianli stepped in the air, her white clothes fluttered and her blue hair fluttered.

She let out a breath, and glanced at Jianfeng where Wan Jianzong's guest room was located.

The figure in black appeared in his mind.

The night before yesterday, those four questions still echoed in her ears.

With a move of Liu Jianli's right hand, the lower sword box opened, and a wave of water swept across the void and swept into her hand. It was the Cold Water Sword.

"I promise you." Vermilion lips parted lightly, and the four words floated in the void.

It represents her determination at the moment.

boom!
There was another roar of thunder.

The thunder dragon sliced ​​through the dark clouds, revealing its fangs, and then slammed down, causing the world to tremble!
In Wanjianzong, all the disciples turned pale with shock.

Even if they have already experienced it once, they are mentally prepared.

But the power of the catastrophe this time is still far beyond their imagination!
Facing the thunder, Liu Jianli remained calm, held the sword in his right hand, and slashed towards the sky.

The sword energy flowed into the sea like a rush, intersecting with the thunder dragon.

But after a face-to-face meeting, the thunder disappeared in an instant!

The power of a single sword, even if it is a catastrophe, is overshadowed!

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Wan Jianzong breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before they could relax for a long time, the second thunder followed.

Then, the third, the fourth!
The thunderbolts were so powerful that one was faster and more violent than the other, and one was more terrifying than the other.

But even so, the white-clothed figure in the midair of Xingyue Peak remained motionless.

Liu Jianli held the Cold Water Sword in her hand, and her powerful aura swept across the surroundings like a wave.

In the sky, thousands of swords trembled, and the clear sound of the swords even overwhelmed the roaring thunder dragon.

In front of her Cold Water Sword and Ten Thousand Swords Sword Formation, the Nine Layers of Heavenly Thunder Calamity is nothing to be afraid of!
After the ninth thunderbolt was wiped out by the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, the disciples, who were not daring to be arrogant, immediately cheered.

To them, at this moment, Senior Sister Jianli's figure is as powerful as a god!
Bai Qiu danced excitedly: "The nine thunderbolts have passed, and Senior Sister Jianli can finally step into the third-rank realm!"

It was obviously something to be happy about, but Lan Ningshuang and Heitantou still looked dignified.

Because they thought of the red thunder that senior Baili and my uncle had said.

Because the dark clouds in the sky didn't dissipate that day, but instead became thicker like an abyss!

Bai Qiu obviously also noticed something strange, she looked at the sky above Xingyue Peak with a look of disbelief: "How could this happen?"

In Wan Jianzong, all the disciples were also puzzled.

"The nine heavenly thunder tribulations have passed, why haven't the dark clouds dispersed yet?"

"Have you noticed that the dark cloud seems to be even lower?"

"My heart beats so fast, I always feel that something scary is coming."

"Look, what is that?"

Red arcs of lightning surged in the dark clouds.

There was no deafening roar like before, but a deathly silence instead.

Everyone seemed to be choked by the throat, wanting to say something but unable to say it.

They only felt that there was an invisible hand, holding their hearts tightly, controlling their life and death.

They could no longer hear the wind and grass around them.

I can only hear the beating heartbeat in my body, as weak as before dying.
"Here we come." Inside the main hall of Xingyue Peak, Baili old man and the black-robed man wearing a faceless mask quietly looked at the sky.

On the other side, Fu Jia was hanging in the air, his eyes were black with flames, and his face was distorted.

"Mieshenglei" has both excitement and fear in its tone.

Liu Jianli frowned slightly as she watched the surging red thunder arcs.

Her expression was no longer as calm as before.

She could feel the terrifying power hidden in the dark cloud.

That kind of heavenly power that manpower cannot resist!
Click!

Like the sound of the sky breaking.

The dark clouds were pushed away.

After a long time, Mie Shenglei finally reappeared in front of the world.

Ominous red.

Like the judgment of heaven, sticking out like a palm.

Silently carrying the power of destruction.

With just one glance, most people in the sect felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

In front of it, the only ending that can be ushered in is death.

(End of this chapter)