Shangguan Feiyan finished

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After parting ways with Yu Linglong, the Sword Soul continued his wanderings, eventually arriving in the small town of Chang'an. He randomly chose an inn to stay at. As night fell, he recalled the passionate night he spent with Yu Linglong, and a burning desire ignited within him. "Ah! What should I do?" he thought, involuntarily gripping his penis and stroking it up and down. His mind replayed Yu Linglong's mature body, especially her high, firm breasts, the two rosy nipples, and the alluring peach blossom triangle. After masturbating, white semen gushed out, accompanied by a wave of pleasure coursing through his body.

One day, the Sword Soul arrived at a nearby mountain and strolled leisurely along a mountain path, enjoying the beautiful scenery. Suddenly, he noticed two stone tablets standing on either side of the path. The left tablet read "Valley of Death," and the right tablet read "Those who trespass will die." If it were an ordinary person, I think they would have given up in the face of such a challenge. But today, he was the Sword Soul, so it was a different story. What in the world could possibly faze this so-called cold-blooded and ruthless Sword Soul?

The Sword Soul suddenly remembered a legend from the past. It was said that a witch lived in the Valley of Death, known as the Fairy of the Demon Realm. She was incredibly beautiful and had been famous throughout the martial arts world for sixty years. Due to heartbreak (note: it is said that she was dumped by a guy called the White-Clad Sword God), her temper became unpredictable. As long as she saw a man who disliked her or had improper thoughts about her, she would simply say "kill." Countless souls had fallen to her sword. Her actions were universally condemned, and righteous people alike wished for her death. However, their martial arts skills were vastly different, so they had no choice but to let her go. Her brilliance attracted the attention of a reclusive master who had long lived in seclusion. They agreed to a duel atop Mount Tianshan. The two fought for a day and a night, and the master finally won with a single move, Meteor Shower. He could have killed her, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. So, he made the fairy swear that she would live in seclusion in the Valley of Death for the rest of her life, never to set foot in the martial world again (it is said that the master and the fairy spent a night together). From then on, the fairy of the demon realm kept her promise, living in seclusion in the Valley of Death and disappearing from the martial world. Peace returned to the martial world, but that's another story. It turns out that this master was the Sword Soul's master, known in the martial world as the Sword Sect. He heard the fairy's story from his master.

Driven by curiosity, the Sword Soul wondered what secrets lay inside. He wanted to see for himself. "Those who dare to trespass will die"—nonsense! He was determined to go in and see what the hell they could do to him! So he walked along the path.

"What's that smell?" It was awful—camphor fumes, poisonous! He quickly held his breath. Inhaling even a little made him dizzy and lightheaded, but thankfully his internal strength was formidable, so he continued forward. Along the way, the sides were littered with bones—human and animal bones—a chilling sight. Sword Soul thought that some martial artists must have tried to enter the canyon, but perished before even reaching the inside. How pitiful! And these animals too (unexpectedly, our Sword Soul still has some humanity, heh-heh). Sword Soul continued walking, and after about an hour, the camphor fumes lessened and gradually disappeared, replaced by fresh air. "Ah, so refreshing!" Sword Soul took a deep breath. Looking around, "Hey—isn't that a waterfall?" Because it was the rainy season, the water rushing down from above was like a stampede of horses. Beside the waterfall, on a moss-covered, emerald-green rock, stood a stone statue with its head held high, its sharp eyes fixed on the waterfall, like a guardian deity.

The waterfall, its silvery waters cascading down, splashing high into the air due to the jagged cliffs, was truly a paradise on earth. The sword spirit cautiously made his way forward. Beside a rock formation amidst the spray of the waterfall, he could vaguely make out a figure practicing martial arts. Hiding behind the statue, the sword spirit pondered. Suddenly, a beautiful young woman's face emerged from the waterfall. She took a deep breath, channeled her inner energy, raised a dark, unassuming sword, drew a sword mark in the surrounding water, and then returned to the waterfall. Wielding her sword amidst the massive cascade, the sword spirit thought, "This woman's skill is impressive; I must be careful."

"Who is she? It can't be the Demon Realm Fairy, can it? The Demon Realm Fairy must be an old woman now. Perhaps she's her disciple."

The sword spirit's guess was correct. This young woman was indeed the Demon Realm Fairy's disciple, practicing her skills under the waterfall every morning and evening, except for mealtimes and sleep. Suddenly, she cried out, "Ha! I understand! I understand!"

She was so overjoyed to have solved a difficult problem that she couldn't help but shout. As she did so, the girl wielded her sword in a circle, forcing the waterfall's flow to stop. Beneath the circle, only a few drops of water fell.

"Such profound skill, seemingly on par with mine. Today I've finally met my match," the sword spirit mused silently, head bowed in thought. The girl emerged from behind the waterfall—a stunningly beautiful woman, with fair skin, a youthful and radiant aura, and bright, intelligent eyes. Her beautiful face and figure made her a rare beauty, comparable to Yu Linglong. At this moment, the sword spirit finally saw the girl's true face.

The girl danced with great enthusiasm, exclaiming in admiration, "What amazing swordsmanship! Master's martial arts are truly formidable!" Finally, it was time to rest. The girl, dressed in a thin white robe and a short yellow underskirt, slowly walked forward. The sword spirit glanced at her closely; what a beautiful figure! Her clothes, soaked by the water, vaguely revealed her alluring body, like a lotus emerging from the water.

Water droplets slid down the girl's delicate face, resembling tempting peaches. The sword spirit was mesmerized. The waterfall cascaded like mercury. At this moment, the sword spirit no longer wanted to dodge and flew to the girl's side. A stranger suddenly appeared before her, and the girl was about to draw her sword. "Please stop, young lady! I mean no harm,"

the sword spirit quickly said.

"Who are you? What brings you here?" the girl asked fiercely. "I apologize for trespassing. May I ask your name, young lady?" The two finally faced each other and saw each other clearly. "So cool, so handsome! A weathered face, a dimpled jawline that only enhances his dashing appearance—isn't this the ideal man I've always dreamed of ?"

Sword Soul was also stunned by the girl's unparalleled beauty, and both were momentarily taken aback. Sword Soul was the first to react.

"My name is Sword Soul. And you, young lady?" The girl replied shyly, "My name is Shangguan Feiyan. My master passed away long ago, leaving me all alone here. Sword Master is the first person I've met in years. It's rare that we meet..."
“Alright, I’ll accept your offer,” Sword Soul replied.

Her soaked clothes clung tightly to Fei Yan’s skin, revealing her beautifully curved body to Sword Soul.

The two flew into the cave. Just as Sword Soul was about to sit down, she suddenly felt his eyes fixed on her chest. She then realized her clothes were soaked, her body barely concealed, and she blushed deeply, feeling utterly ashamed. Just as she was about to run away, Sword Soul, seizing the opportunity, pulled Fei Yan into a strong embrace. His muscular chest pressed against her full breasts. Even through the thin, soaked clothes, Sword Soul could feel the firmness of her breasts, the nipples radiating heat. Fei Yan gave a sly, amused smile and said, “Brother Sword, what are you planning to do?” Sword

Soul gently moved his hand from Fei Yan's waist towards her breasts.

Fei Yan chuckled softly, deftly avoiding him, and said, "Brother Sword, don't try to take advantage of me! I'm still pure and innocent, never been touched by a man before!" She turned and ran behind Sword Soul, wrapping her arms around his neck, crossing her hands over his chest, pressing her breasts tightly against his back, playfully breathing into his ear, and gently kissing his cheek. Sword Soul

turned and picked Fei Yan up, crossing her long, slender legs around his waist, and sat her on the ground, revealing her beautiful breasts.

Looking up at Fei Yan's pretty face, he said, "Fei Yan, I'm sorry, I think I went a little too far. Men and women shouldn't touch each other." “

Brother Jian, things have come to this; it’s all fate. As long as you treat Feiyan as your most beloved woman, I will be content,” Feiyan said, gazing tenderly at Jianhun.

Feiyan slowly lowered her head, her luscious lips pressing tightly against Jianhun’s. Their tongues intertwined, licking each other, exchanging saliva, their bodies embracing tightly in a passionate, fiery kiss.

Next, Sword Soul licked and kissed along Fei Yan's pretty face to her snow-white neck. His hand, like a snake, slithered from Fei Yan's back down into her yellow petticoat, gently caressing her fair buttocks, then touching her hidden paradise.

His middle finger pressed against her most sensitive clitoris, gently and rhythmically vibrating it, rubbing against her labia.

Fei Yan suddenly felt waves of unprecedented pleasure rush to her head (Note: Fei Yan had never left the valley since birth, and having lived with the old witch since childhood, she had never experienced such pleasure), and, in response, spread her long legs, immersed in the pleasure of foreplay, letting out alluring moans.

Sword Soul continued to kiss along Fei Yan's neck to her full, firm breasts, and through her soaked shirt, he sucked, licked, and bit them, his desire growing ever stronger. Sword Soul suddenly gasped, his hand moving away from Fei Yan's moist petals. He grabbed Fei Yan's collar with both hands and ripped her clothes open, revealing her full, delicate, white breasts.

Sword Soul sucked on Fei Yan's pink areolas and quickly removed the rest of her clothing. Fei Yan smiled sweetly and carefully removed Sword Soul's clothes as well. Her moist lower body rubbed against Sword Soul's rounded penis. Looking at the flawless, perfect body before him, Sword Soul couldn't resist moving his lower body and thrusting his penis deep into Fei Yan's petals, kissing her passionately and thrusting in and out. Fei Yan

swayed up and down between Sword Soul's legs in rhythm with the rhythm of his thrusts. Her breasts swayed rhythmically, and with the increasing speed of the thrusting, Fei Yan couldn't help but let out wanton moans. "Brother Jian, faster here, deeper, it feels so good, so amazing, come in a little more, yes, here!"

Fei Yan gasped, enjoying the physical pleasure, and said intermittently, "Brother Jian, um, wait a minute, um, ah, don't ejaculate inside, keep going here."

After a long while, the thrusting reached its climax. Fei Yan felt waves of intense pleasure rushing to her head. "Ah, Brother Jian, don't stop, faster, keep going!" Jian Hun quickly pulled out his hot penis and moved it to Fei Yan's delicate little mouth, his hand still stroking his own penis. Fei Yan glared at Jian Hun with her cunning and alluring eyes, and spat,

"Brother Jian, do you want me to serve you with my mouth?" Jian Hun nodded breathlessly. Fei Yan slowly extended her wet tongue and began to lick Jian Hun's erect penis, carefully and gently licking from the base of the penis to the opening, sliding back and forth along the sensitive area. Suddenly, Fei Yan opened her cherry-like mouth and took Jian Hun's entire penis into her mouth, sucking intensely up and down. Jian Hun felt a warm, tingling sensation in his penis. Looking at Fei Yan sucking his penis, he suddenly got excited and pressed Fei Yan's head down hard. His penis began to throb and spit out thick, white semen. Fei Yan tried to avoid it, but found that she could not move an inch. She could only let Jian Hun shoot all the semen into her mouth.

Feiyan knew what Jianhun was thinking, and helplessly swallowed his semen, saying, "How does it feel to eat your semen?"

Jianhun tightly embraced Feiyan's naked body, gently caressing her soft skin, breasts, and full buttocks, saying, "It feels amazing!"

Time passed quickly, and evening arrived. Shangguan Feiyan gracefully walked over. Under the starlight, her bright red lips and snow-white, crystal-clear curves exuded a sexy and mature charm, so alluring.

"Hmm, you are truly intoxicatingly beautiful. Every time I see you, you become more sexy and alluring. Why are you so unique? Beautiful, intelligent, charming, sexy, youthful, and mature, you combine holy purity with wild allure. I would never get tired of having sex with you a thousand times or ten thousand times."

As he spoke, he tightly embraced Feiyan's slender waist.

Jianhun revealed his hard penis, rubbing it against Feiyan's jade-like body, and continuously kissing her bare shoulders. Feiyan's already beautiful face appeared even more alluring. At this moment, she finally revealed the demeanor of a disciple of a demon fairy; due to her training in seductive arts, she appeared even more captivating. Sword Soul, burning with intense desire, couldn't resist forcefully sucking Feiyan's tongue into his mouth. Feiyan reached out and touched Sword Soul's penis.

The obscene actions were incredibly stimulating. Sword Soul grasped her full breasts and embraced Feiyan's writhing body.

Feiyan's breathing became increasingly rapid. "Ah, I love it, I love you, Brother Sword," Feiyan murmured, receiving a sweet, passionate kiss from Sword Soul. "Ah," Feiyan hummed a wanton moan through her nostrils. After the deep kiss, Feiyan knelt on the ground, her thighs appearing even fuller as she squatted. "Ah!"

Fei Yan's face flushed even more, and she let out a pleasurable moan. She cupped the penis in her hands and began to rub it, occasionally stroking the scrotum with her slender, snow-white fingers.

The hard veins throbbed with heat, and her whole body heated up. The penis thrust in and out countless times,

bringing her to a state of ecstasy. The glans of the sword spirit, under Fei Yan's gentle caresses...

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