The night is misty, dark, a base of Confucianism, the night wind is blowing and the east wind is drizzling, and the dim candle flame is swaying, like announcing the coming wind and rain. Inside the room, a man was familiarizing himself with the teachings, frowning, putting the manuscript in his hand, staring at the woman dressed in white.

The woman in front of her is green silk on her shoulders, her eyebrows are picturesque, but her face is as cold as frost, her right hand is pressed on the sword, her beautiful eyes are full of murderous intent, and the sound of the sword is unbearable. The beauty of the person who came was suffocating, and even the battle-hardened man in the Confucian shirt still couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, even though her appearance was extremely cold at this time.

"The girl came to visit late at night, why was she murderous. Why don't you sit down and have a good talk?" The man did not get up immediately, but he was secretly on guard, and his true qi had already been condensed: "But the girl killed for no reason, but you might as well explain your intentions, so as not to do something that you regret." ”

"For no reason, things in the world have a cause and an effect, and you shined with an article five years ago. The woman in white looked at everything coldly, and her voice was extremely cold.

"Five years ago?" You Zhen frowned, and then said, "The girl is talking about that demon slaying record." ”

"Why, do you need me to read it out to you word by word, your generous and passionate writing. The woman in white's face became even colder.

You Zhen suddenly said, "Isn't what you are doing wrong? Zhang Kaifeng is from the Demon Sword Dao, and the Demon Sword Dao turned against each other in that war, otherwise the large territory of Dayan would not have fallen into the hands of the barbarians." Why is he, Zhang Kaifeng, based in the territory of Dayan, what I do is for Dayan, and even the entire people. ”

"What do you know about the things of the country and the people, and you can condemn a person based on some unrealistic rumors alone? The woman in white said.

"What the girl said is not without conclusive evidence, how can she say that she is correcting it indiscriminately, let alone thinking it like this. It's the girl who is murderous, isn't she afraid of causing trouble to herself by acting like this, and maybe the people behind you will also be affected. You Zhen's expression remained unchanged, and he really had a good tongue.

"Is it a threat?" the woman in white disdained: "A complete hypocrite, ridiculous." If your ancestors knew that these disciples and juniors were like this, they must be heartbroken. ”

"The girl's words are wrong, there are thousands of Confucian disciples, and she is just the most ordinary person, and her knowledge is naturally not as good as that of the teachers and brothers in the school palace. You Zhen said calmly: "However, the ancestors must not be humiliated, even if the girl's identity is extraordinary, she must clear the reputation of the family and ask the girl for advice." ”

"Pretending to be a posture, chewing like a spring, Confucianism has degenerated. The woman in white sneered, and pulled out the sword with her jade hand that pressed the sword, and in the small room, the cold air was suddenly overwhelming: "It's useless to talk too much, kill you, a person who sells lips and tongues." ”

When the book was closed, the Confucian man who was quite famous on one side got up, and suddenly his aura floated out, quite the demeanor of a Confucian humble gentleman, but his move made the woman in white murderous.

The sonorous sword roared, and in an instant, the small room was full of sword energy, and the woman in white suddenly drew her sword with her hand, and a sword stabbed straight forward. This sword was extremely powerful, and the momentum was unstoppable, and the woman rushed forward, her whole body was really agitated, and she didn't care whether it would damage the master's book in front of her, and smashed the surrounding arrangements.

You Zhen, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt, did not even read the books of the sages who were smashed by the true anger of the woman in white. His eyes didn't blink, perhaps there was no time for him to blink, because the blue sword had already arrived in front of him quickly, and he couldn't be distracted. When the sword completely pierced into his protective qi, You Zhen took the first step, stepped out of his footsteps, and in the bulging sleeve robe, he raised his excessively white palm, condensed the true qi on his palm, and slapped it on the sword body accurately, the sword body trembled, and the head was slightly off. With this, the man who had read poetry and books stomped on his feet, and the ground under his feet collapsed, and the speed of the whole person suddenly accelerated, and an afterimage remained in place, his right hand was horizontal in front of him, and a fierce hand knife cut into the white throat of the woman in white.

Unexpectedly, this man in a Confucian shirt who reads sage books on weekdays will not make a move, once he makes a move, the temperament of the whole person changes greatly, and the fierce hand is extremely hot, and he will see life and death when he makes a move. When the woman in white saw You Zhen rushing over, she was not afraid at all, and her jade foot slid forward, and the hand knife suddenly failed. But the man in the Confucian shirt seemed to have already thought that it was impossible to get it so easily, twisted the ring under his feet and turned around, the speed of the surge did not decrease, but his body stopped, the true yuan in his body surged, and a palm slashed down on the forehead of the woman in white who slid backwards behind him.

The palm of Ning Yuan is even more powerful than the palm just now, the palm wind is blowing on the face, and the strength already makes people feel that their cheeks hurt. The woman in white did not move at all, slapped her palm on the side, and got up with her strength. And at the time of the urgency, the palm of the man in the Confucian shirt also slammed down, and a deep palm print was imprinted, and the whole room shook under this palm, and the smoke and dust scattered down.

The woman in white who spun up, turned her body, and drove the blue long sword, and the tip of the sword rubbed on the ground to create brilliant sparks. Immediately, the arm was raised, and the blue light on the sword fell like a bright moonlight, and a sword light shot out. The sword was like electricity, and it quickly pressed to the center of You Zhen's eyebrows, and there was no time to raise his palm to shatter the extremely fast sword qi, but when he saw You Zhen Neiyuan, he poured internal force into the ground under his feet, and several stone bricks were shocked up to block the sword rays.

However, the sword was extremely sharp, and these stone bricks did not have the effect of blocking, but instead caused the opposite effect, and the sword pierced through the stone bricks in an instant, leaving a hole the size of a fingertip. You Zhen hurriedly turned his head, but there was still a wound cut on his face by the sword, which immediately made the Confucian man's face appear angry. But he soon had a look of surprise on his face, because of the cold voice in his ears.

"God ordered Sanqing to dance Yu Shun. The cold voice came, but I saw the woman in white waving the long sword in her hand, the woman's body was like a willow branch, and she writhed not like waving a sword, but was dancing, like a colorful butterfly shuttling among thousands of flowers.

The dancing white butterfly, dressed in white, seems to ride the wind to the sky, like a fairy returning to the sky, which makes people intoxicated by her dancing. Even if the man in the Confucian shirt with full concentration still looked stunned, but in the beautiful dance there was a terrifying killing intention, but the blue sword attacked without murderous aura, like fluttering butterfly wings, from far and near.

The man in the Confucian shirt is worthy of being a candidate student of today's Confucianism, otherwise he would not be able to enter the field of vision of the high-level Confucianism with a record of slaying demons. After a short period of distraction, Haoran True Qi was born in his body, and he woke up in time, his face showed a shocked look, and he shouted loudly, "Sword intent, sword realm." ”

Shocked, the sword intent of the woman in white in front of her can actually derive the sword realm, and there are two different realms in the sword realm on the rivers and lakes, not only referring to the realm that the swordsman practices to improve the sword, but the other layer is to create the environment in the inner sword with his own martial arts, which is not an illusion, but evolved from the swordsman, of course, only those who practice martial arts, and the realm can only be seen when the realm reaches a certain level. The former is to improve the skill, while the latter is to have a deeper understanding of swordsmanship and kendo to be able to do it, and to step into this level, you must reach the realm of returning to the void, and you also need enough personal talent and comprehension, once you step out of this realm, the future is immeasurable. And this realm is collectively referred to as the martial realm, different people, the comprehension of the martial realm is also different, and the martial realm also has a saying of condensing the will of the martial arts, and the demon gate, the righteous path, the Confucian door and the Buddhist path also have different names.

The woman in white stepped into this level at such a young age, and her sword came out of the sword realm, you can imagine how demonic her cultivation and talent are. As soon as the sword realm comes out, the power of this sword will add terrifying power, and the danger in the psychedelic sword realm will be doubled.

In the sword realm, thousands of flowers bloom, butterflies dance, there is no murderous intent, there is only one word beauty, beautiful beauty, empty valley orchid.

The man in the Confucian shirt looked extremely solemn, opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath, closed his eyes, and then exhaled again, and the sound of reading aloud came from the misty breath.

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is a golden house in the book, my generation seeks talents and studies, and the road comes from itself. After reading a passage from his mouth, You Zhen no longer had a confused look on his face, but got out of that sword realm. Behind him, the scene of a student studying and studying manifested in a volume, and it actually stood up to the sword realm of the empty valley and the orchid.

The two people who came out of the same martial realm seemed to belong to different environments, but they were facing each other, Yaoyao looked at each other, and there was a change in an instant.

Happy New Year!!!

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