Yan Yunjiao's shoulder was severely wounded by Li Xiuyuan's Samsara Sword, and a stream of blood slowly spilled out.

With a soft drink, Yan Yunjiao waved her hand to stop the bleeding on her shoulder.

She didn't even take out a piece of mortal medicine. The wound was slowly recovering, but in an instant, no more blood seeped out... Only she knew it in her heart.

In the one-tap agreement, I lost.

She didn't even know where she lost? Was it her lack of experience? Or was her fatal sword not powerful enough?

Or did the young man across from him use a magic spell to freeze himself instantly with the magic of time?

The way of time... was just a thought, and Yan Yunjiao, who was in the Mahayana realm, suddenly turned pale.

She is naturally extremely pious towards the way of heaven. Ever since she started practicing, she has had infinite reverence for heaven and earth, and is full of longing for the great way of heaven and earth...

If the young man in front of her has mastered the power of time, wouldn't it mean that this young man, who is just like a mortal, has a higher sense of the world than her?

Her eyes went from angry to confused, then from confused to uneasy, and finally turned into panic.

If the young man in front of him mastered the power of time, coupled with the power of heaven and earth continuously provided by the great formation behind him, he would be an invincible existence.

Here, no one can defeat him.

Man cannot defeat heaven, because this young man has understood the meaning of heaven and earth, and his understanding of the power of heaven and earth is better than hers.

The spring breeze turned green again in Kangchuan City. At the moment when time was restored, the slanting spring breeze fell in the sky again, and we had no idea when it happened in the human world.

The goddess Yan Yunjiao also took back her fairy sword in an instant, and then condensed a flame to sweep away the rust on the sword.

She would never allow this hateful rust to tarnish her fairy sword.

Li Xiuyuan cut through the opponent's divine flower with one sword. He did not sheath the sword, but said quietly: "How?"

He just said the simplest two words. He also hoped that the dangerous woman in front of him could retreat and not force himself to die.

Yan Yunjiao returned the sword to its sheath, looked at him and said coldly: "As you wish."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at her and said: "It's not what I wish for, it's what God wishes for... I hope you understand the voice of this world."

Yan Yunjiao looked at him deeply and scolded loudly: "From now on, Shenhua Valley has nothing to do with you anymore, let's go!"

As a result, a chaotic sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded on the long street, and in the wind and rain, all the people from Shenhua Valley galloped towards the east of the city.

Looking at Yan Yunjiao's back, Li Xiuyuan said in a daze: "Go back and think carefully about what the way of heaven is."

Yan Yunjiao on the horse seemed to have heard what he said, and murmured: "What is the way of heaven?"

In Kangchuan City, during the last spring rain, the Master of Shenhua Valley personally led hundreds of elders and disciples.
Chapter completed!