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Fighting God Empire, in a small mountain village in the southwest region:

Nangong Yan, who was dressed in white, wielded a silver-white long sword in his hand. When the pen www.biquge.info the sword in his hand swung it, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, inexplicable silver-white energy came out of the young man's body, slowly covering the sword body.

He immediately swung his long sword forward, and a transparent purple sword qi came out from the long sword, lifting the dust on the ground, and for a moment, the dust flew up.

But the clearly visible white shadow was not affected in the slightest, as if what had just happened had not happened. He was still in the dust, wielding the sword in his hand freely.

The graceful sword dance doesn't seem to be a sword style, but a dance.

The dust slowly fell, and his figure slowly became clear. Take a closer look, there is a strand of silver-white long hair floating on the left side of his face, and unconsciously, there is also a girl in green clothes beside him, holding a basket in her hand and watching him dance the sword quietly, her eyes have a trace of unbearable, but also a trace of distress.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't spit out a word, sighed, and gently set the basket aside.

In her hand, a cyan long sword appeared out of thin air, and immediately, her body jumped lightly and fell into his attack range.

He didn't care about the woman's actions and continued to swing the long sword, but it could be seen that he avoided the girl in Tsing Yi intentionally or unintentionally.

"Brother, it's been almost three days, do you still have to practice sword moves hungry?" The girl in Tsing Yi didn't care about his actions, she seemed to be used to it, but out of concern, she still opened her mouth to persuade.

He didn't answer, and continued to dance the long sword in his hand, but the inexplicable energy in his body was not as strong as just now, and at the same time, the speed of swinging the sword in his arm gradually slowed down.

"It's not good!" The girl in Tsing Yi saw that his movements were abnormal, and she panicked in her heart, and blurted out her words. Immediately, the cyan figure leaped, crossed his long sword, and stopped the white-clothed young man's sword dance.

Her clear eyes hurriedly looked at the slightly pale face, and then saw his whole picture.

In his delicate features, the long white hair covered half of his left eye, but a little bloodshot could still be clearly seen in his deep eyes, his moderately thick lips were a little dry, his slender figure had become much thinner, and the sound of coughing kept coming from his mouth.

The girl in Tsing Yi felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and her eyes began to turn red.

"Brother Yan, if you don't eat or drink for three days and three nights, can you break through to the first level of the Sword Master, or the first level of the Sword Master?"

The girl in Tsing Yi took away the sword, put it aside, and then took out a handkerchief, gently wiped away the face of the gray, and then couldn't help but persuade again.

"Once upon a time, my brother hated sword practice and didn't like sword dancing. But now I have to hold on to this sword, hoping to one day cut those damn bastards one by one!"

The face was slightly pale, and the sudden anger broke out inexplicably in front of the girl in Tsing Yi.

"We must avenge the revenge of the Nangong family, but what can we do if we abuse our bodies so badly, our father and mother who are far away in the imperial capital prison?"

The girl in Tsing Yi remembered the disaster that happened not long ago, and her heart was also very painful, but now she was more concerned about the body. He lives in a wealthy family with no worries about food and clothing, and has been weak and sick since he was a child.

Therefore, in the family, his parents didn't even dare to let him blow the wind, for fear of a serious illness. This sudden change, how does this make the mourning let go?

"Body, if I could study kendo diligently, I wouldn't be able to break through even the first level of swordsman today. Father, the child is not filial, if I had listened to you and practiced the Nangong Sword Technique, I would not even have the qualifications for revenge!"

Looking up at the clear sky, he smiled self-deprecatingly. Thinking of his father's repeated admonitions, he regretted it very much.

"Brother, my father didn't force you to learn swords, it was for your body, the family's enmity, and your parents' rescue, do you really want to abandon it?"

The girl in Tsing Yi shook her body, hoping that he could get rid of that unforgettable memory. However, no matter how much I shake it, my heart seems to have been fixed in what happened three days ago...

The girl in Tsing Yi tried to persuade to no avail, looked at her emaciated body, and finally fell a few crystal tears from her eyes. Since childhood, the girl in Tsing Yi grew up listening to the flute of mourning, and his flute is always full of sadness and the unfairness of the world to him...

Tears floated on the silver-white long sword on the side with the wind, and it was just a blink of an eye, and the silver-white long sword suddenly shone with silver-white light.

The dazzling light attracted the attention of the girl in Tsing Yi, and at the same time, she was suddenly awakened by the strong light, and the two stared at the sudden silver-white light.

"Brother, what is this?" The strong light made the girl in Tsing Yi unable to open her eyes, and she turned her body helplessly, looking at the dead who had recovered her senses, very puzzled.

"I don't quite know, the family ancestral sword, the quality is outrageous, but nothing like this has ever happened. Awakened Di Di was equally shocked, this sword, Yan had been wearing it for more than ten years, and no such strange thing had happened.

The nearby villagers were also attracted by this light...

No one knew that a very ornate sword could cause such a strange thing to happen.

"Is this a descending spirit?"

A white-haired old man shouted excitedly, and at the same time knelt on the ground, as if to worship the gods.

Hearing the white-haired old man's comment, the others looked ecstatic and knelt on the ground one after another, looking very respectful and humble.

Unfortunately, how can there be gods in this world? It is just the speculation of these tortured civilians.

Ten minutes, a full ten minutes, this sword slowly took off the coat of silver-white light, and gradually revealed its true body, and at the same time, those strong lights converged in the lower part of the sword body, forming two words - 'Yi Soul'.

"Soul, is that its name?"

The villagers were full of hope at first, but there was no appearance of any 'god', and they were very disappointed and stood up one after another. As for the words formed in the lower part of the sword body, he ignored it and hurried back to the house.

They are just farmers, not swordsmen, and naturally the attention is not strong. And the death is different, he has been rendered by the family since he was a child, and his love for swords is also beyond ordinary people.

Yan touched the 'Yi Soul' long sword with his hand, but the unexpected happened again.

A colorful light came out from the sword body, and instantly disappeared into the victim's head, and the two of them didn't have time to react to what happened, and the colorful light disappeared without a trace.

"Brother, are you okay?" Seeing such a strange scene, the girl in Tsing Yi was very worried and asked eagerly.

"Yu Fei, brother is fine, but what is the colorful light just now? ”

Having lived in the Nangong family for more than ten years, he has never seen a super duel between the Sword Saints, and the speed is outrageous. However, he had never seen such a strange colorful light, let alone a mysterious energy that was faster than the Sword Master.

"Brother, your body?"

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