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Zhu Yuntong smiled again, smiling honestly, just like the kind of smile that a peasant man showed when he walked to the field after eating and saw the heavy ears of rice hanging down to the soil in the farmland, and also like the smile of a lazy woman in someone's family, when she slept enough, opened her eyes and saw a rich meal in front of her. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The smile was very satisfied, and it was extremely satisfied.

Zhu Yuntong used a sword when he was a teenager, and like most people, he also felt that the sword was straight and upright, which was very suitable for him.

But now Zhu Yuntong doesn't use a sword, because a sword is an external object after all.

Zhu Yuntong now likes to use his body, especially his hands. The hand is the most flexible part of the body and the sharpest sword.

No matter how complicated the fingers, the hand can be compared, so no matter how powerful the sword intent is, it can be released through the hand.

Zhu Yuntong took out the sword, that is, he shot.

Zhu Yuntong raised his hand, the gesture was straight, from the fingertips to the shoulders, an impeccable straight line. He compares the fingers of the sword, and the index and middle fingers are straight together, pointing directly at the oncoming star.

A moment ago, the star that was still dazzling, and the star that people couldn't look at directly let out a "snort", like a red-hot iron immersed in ice water, and the light instantly burst out with a thousand times more light.

But it was only this moment, after this moment, no matter how dazzling the light was, no matter how hot the flame, it was completely dimmed and cooled.

The stars collapsed, collapsed, dissipated.

One blow and one blow.

It seemed that no one had suffered, but Lu Ru's wrinkled face showed a dignified look.

She was a senior, and she was supposed to be a one-shot winner, at least a little advantage, but she didn't have any advantage.

This means that the opponent is at least extremely close to her in terms of strength - the peak of the eighth order, he has reached the peak of the eighth order in more than a hundred years, and he still has a great hope of rushing to the ninth order.

This made Lu Ru a little jealous, followed by resentment, she wanted to completely destroy this hope here today.

Zhu Yuntong's smile was still the same, but there was a light in his eyes, and he said, "Interesting." ”

Ou Kai coughed up a mouthful of blood and blocked Luo Xing, who was chasing him—he just had to drag Luo Xing, and Yi Susu would join forces with Zu Gong to quickly deal with Lu Muzhi, who was already injured.

A phoenix cried, the phoenix's long sword broke through the air, and the flames of the phoenix ignited a piece of starlight, burning the sky and rolling wildly.

"Are you interesting, you guys, what can't you say well! So many people beat us, are you embarrassed!" Feng Qiwu roared angrily, but the sword in his hand did not stop.

His red robe was already full of cracks and blood, and he was embarrassed.

"It's too much to talk about. Lu Yu scolded with a smile, and he was generally embarrassed.

Although both of them are the peak of the fifth order, it is too difficult for them to face so many people, under the continuous offensive layer after layer, they only have the power to defend, and as the defense progresses, they also become more and more passive, and there are more and more loopholes in the defense, and it is only a matter of time before the defense is broken through.

Mu Shaoen didn't speak, but just used all his strength to unfold the two Yi wheels, bringing himself, Feng Qiwu and Lu Yu into the scope of protection, and unloading the attacks from the enemy as much as possible.

Yun Pu originally thought that he should be able to defeat the beautiful woman in front of him quickly, because he was confident in his cultivation in the middle of the sixth order, and even more in his own ability.

But instead of being able to win, Yunpu did not even have the slightest advantage - he was always at a disadvantage.

Liu Yu's brazen hand-to-hand combat made it very difficult for Yunpu to parry, especially the sword intent that was cold to the extreme, constantly cutting a gap on his body, even if he could dodge it, but the feeling of the cold sword cutting through the skin was not uncomfortable at all, which made Yunpu have the illusion that he couldn't help but tremble.

Looking at the swords that worked with the exercises of Fengming Villa, Yunpu always remembered some stories about the Sword Sect.

Proud Sword Cave Heaven is very simple, focus on sword cultivation, otherwise it would not be called Proud Sword Cave Heaven.

But on this road, Ao Jian Dongtian also had a disagreement - many years ago, a man who was dedicated to cultivating swords was born, and he focused on bringing a sword into full play, without any spells, and breaking ten thousand laws with one sword, this is the Sword Sect.

The Sword Sect has been destroyed, but it doesn't mean that the victorious Qi Sect has really abandoned everything in the Sword Sect.

In fact, the former cave master Haruyama-kun introduced many of the ideas of the Sword Sect into the Qi Sect.

As a very talented young man, Yunpu was inevitably a little arrogant, so although he came into contact with the concept of the Sword Sect, he believed that since this was the concept of a loser, it should be abandoned.

Therefore, Yunpu never put the concept of the Sword Sect in his eyes. Therefore, Yunpu also thought that his senior brother who was obsessed with the concept of the Sword Sect was just ten years earlier than him, and if he gave himself another ten years, he would be able to surpass him.

But I don't know why, now that Yunpu sees Liu Yu's fighting style, he can't help but associate it with the concept of the Sword Sect.

Liu Yu's sword came very sharply, very crisply, very decisively, without any dragging, without any hesitation.

Even if it was just a simple sword, as soon as she handed out this sword, the sword momentum of this sword had already been formed, and then this sword would be unstoppable.

They have never seen such an unreasonable swordsmanship, in their impression, whether it is the cultivation of qi, or the cultivation of the body, any move, any spell, all need to be released from the body through the true qi, and then through the true qi and the heaven and earth aura to form a connection, so as to control the heaven and earth aura to present the corresponding concrete.

It takes time.

From the time you move this thought, to the manipulation of the true qi, to the embodiment of the aura, it takes time, no matter how fast it is, it takes time. In particular, the more true qi is consumed, the more powerful the spell, the longer it will take, because they need to mobilize more aura.

Therefore, in the actual battle, everyone knows how much time it takes for them to make each countermeasure, and how much time it takes for the opponent to react, so as to make their own response as reasonable as possible, and be able to make advance judgments, forcing the other party to have no way out.

But Liu Yu's sword is really unreasonable.

Because she didn't need time, she said what this sword is, this sword is what it is.

Although each sword was covered with the skin of the Nine Song Sword of Fengming Villa, it was hard to believe that the obviously chic and elegant Nine Song Sword would come so violently, it was simply a violent storm hitting the faces of passers-by walking in the wasteland, and these passers-by did not have umbrellas and places to hide from the rain.

Yunpu tried his best to budget Liu Yu's next move and seal Liu Yu's retreat in advance.

He calculated according to Liu Yu's sword intent dissipation speed that Liu Yu took seventeen steps forward, and his sword intent was just exhausted, so when Liu Yu took sixteen and a half steps, Yunpu's sword met him.

But Liu Yu's seventeenth step settled, the sword intent rose again, Yunpu reacted quickly and dodged quickly, but the two junior brothers and sisters who followed were half a beat slower, and they were suddenly cut by Ling Yan's sword intent, blood splashed everywhere, and finally he was able to get out of this sword intent, but Liu Yu chased after him relentlessly, and the sword intent did not decrease, and he came to cover up.

Yunpu felt a little bitter in his heart.

The beautiful woman on the other side is now very fierce with the sword in her hand, he is a little reluctant to fight against this woman, but that fierce killing intent is tightly locked on his body, no matter how he retreats and dodges, the next moment, she will definitely kill with a sword.

A sixth-order mid-stage being chased like a dog by another sixth-order mid-stage is really not something to boast about - at least for the person being chased.

But at least fortunately, there are junior brothers and sisters who help from the side, sharing a lot of pressure on him, so that although Liu Yu's offensive can hurt him, at least it will not shake his foundation.

This is really not a taste in Yunpu, it is just a matter of being chased like a dog, and it is actually necessary to unite with the younger brothers and sisters to feel that they can defeat the opponent, which is really unbearable for Yunpu's pride.

However, no matter how proud Yunpu is, he also knows that he can't spoil the big thing because of his pride.

The master said that if you want to do whatever it takes, then you can only do whatever it takes.

The sword's unsung gaze no longer fell on the confrontation between the Yellow Sea and the Black Boat, and his gaze fell on the woman he was not familiar with.

Jian Ming Wuwen felt that the woman was not beautiful at all in the red robe, although she was very beautiful, her face was reflected in the red robe, like a shy flush.

But it was out of step with the woman's temperament - even far from it.

Jian Ming felt that the woman should wear a spotless white dress and match the long sword in her hand like a flowing stream, in order to match her powerful sword intent.

In this way, the woman will become more beautiful.

Especially when a sword slashes through the throat, the blood-stained white clothes will have a different kind of beauty.

Ken Ming Wuwen felt that his heart was a little restless, and he had a strong longing.

He wanted to fight the woman, but he couldn't walk away for a while, so he could only look at the woman with some anxiety.

However, what made him happy and excited was that the woman showed no signs of defeat under the siege, and still took the initiative and still dominated the direction of the battle.

His breathing became a little rapid, and it became increasingly difficult for him to suppress the urge in his heart.

I want to have a good fight with that woman, enjoy the interweaving of swords and swords, the confrontation of sword intent and sword intent, and see whose sword is stronger and whose sword is faster!

But he didn't move, for he was curious to see how far the woman could wield the sword.

Above the way of the sword, the name of the sword has been unknown for too long.

This woman will bring him more surprises and will let him know that there is no end to the way of the sword.

He was looking forward to it.

A word to readers:

It's still early in the afternoon, so call me a hard-working little bee~

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