"Do you understand?" Zhan Bai put away his sword, no, he withdrew the branches, turned his head and asked Meng Yu'er. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Do you understand what?

What's that?

Are you here to be funny?

Meng Yu'er didn't answer yet, but the demon cultivator who didn't hide it at all almost didn't complain.

One stab in the right hand, another stab in the left hand, and then ...... There is no then.

That's it? If that's the case, it's true that you can learn it and understand it at once, but if you can increase your power by at least three times, then you won't believe it if you kill him.

As for Meng Yu'er......

The willow eyebrows frowned, his thoughts were solemn, and there was a hint of fire in his eyes that seemed to understand or not, but as if a trace of fire had been ignited......

"Shi, brother, the trajectory of the two swords just now ......" After a while, Meng Yu'er, who had come to his senses, asked with some uncertainty.

"Exactly what you think." Zhan Bai didn't explain, but gave an encouraging look.

In an instant, the ignorance and hesitation in the eyes of the young man dissipated, and was replaced by a scorching light.

I see...... And so it was...... How can it be!!

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost!" The demon cultivator, who also saw a series of changes in his eyes, suddenly felt a sense of unease in his heart, but on the surface, he still acted disapprerovingly.

What is the mystery of the two almost playful strokes just now, why can't I see it at all, and that woman actually looks like a treasure?

All kinds of doubts hit the demon cultivator over and over again, making him uncertain, and constantly destroying his blind self-confidence not long ago.

"How about it, do you still think that our transaction is a loss?" Zhan Bai was not surprised by Mi'er's shocked appearance at this time, but asked with a smile.

"Brother Shicai, my son, my son is ashamed." Meng Yu'er was convinced, where are the gains and losses that were shown before because of the exchange of dual swords.

The two swords that were displayed just now seemed to be playful, and there was not even the slightest rule, but in the eyes of Meng Yu'er, they were completely different.

It's no wonder that the demon cultivator on his side can't understand it, even if he changes his sword cultivation, even if his qualifications and comprehension are not weaker than Meng Yu'er, if he doesn't have her chances, he will definitely not understand the subtleties.

First, Meng Yu'er herself uses dual swords, and not only that, but she also has a dual realm, especially the latter, which gives her the foundation for distraction.

And it is precisely this distraction that is used for two purposes, once it is combined with the subtlety of the two swords just now, it has the effect of turning decay into magic, and what if it is added to the Twin Dao Realm?

Now Meng Yu'er no longer has the slightest doubt about the statement in Zhanbai's mouth that it can increase her power by at least three times, and even she vaguely feels that Zhanbai just showed her the knock in it, but she still hides some things, such as the trick spell that matches this knock...... Meng Yu'er didn't dare to imagine how powerful it would be if he could get that magic book from Zhan Bai's hands.

From this point of view, although the Shuangdao Realm also has unique features, it seems that it is still half a chip behind, and the exchange of the two is simply a big bargain.

"Okay, it's just the right time for a cup of tea." Zhan Bai suddenly turned around and arched his hand at the demon cultivator who was still confused, "Your Excellency, this competition can begin." ”

After speaking, Zhanbai walked to the side and quietly became a spectator.

"Girl, the sword has no eyes, for the sake of your own net worth, I hope you can think about it more." The demon cultivator looked at Meng Yu'er, as if he was admonishing, but there was a lot more solemnity in his tone, and he no longer looked at the disdain he had at the beginning.

Although he still didn't understand what had just happened, his veteran experience of wandering the rivers and lakes all year round made him smell a hint of unease.

Meng Yu'er didn't answer, holding the long sword in his right hand, pointing directly at the demon cultivator, while the left hand holding the short sword was slightly retracted, half hidden and half visible to the waist.

For this posture of Meng Yu'er, the demon cultivator is no stranger, and it is his starting style.

Obviously, that's her answer.

War!!!

"Okay, I want to see what is the profundity of that point?" The demon cultivator no longer advised, but waved it in the void with his mace, and before he made a move, his eyes still cast his eyes in the direction of Zhan Bai, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Please advise." Meng Yu'er let out a soft snort, and the long sword in his right hand had already stabbed out.

"Snorr, hum, no matter how subtle your moves are, a certain family can only break it with one force." Demon Xiu snorted coldly, and the mace in his hand caught the traces and smashed out.

Without a move, there is no trace, and a seemingly simple stroke contains a huge amount of power that even shatters the void.

Wave!!!

The speed of the mace was so fast, but halfway through, it formed a sound barrier visible to the naked eye, and the next moment it had smashed on the long sword of Meng Yu'er.

Meng Yu'er's face changed slightly, how dare he take it hard, and while hurriedly retracting the sword, his body rotated in place and took off, and the short sword in his left hand poked out like a poisonous snake, and accurately pointed at the side of the mace.

The sword is a light weapon, and the best way to break the impact of a heavy weapon like a mace is to avoid its edge.

It's a pity that Meng Yu'er still underestimated the power of the demon cultivator, and as soon as the short sword in his left hand was pointed at the side of the mace, he felt an unbearable counterattack.

Seeing this, Zhan Bai's eyes on the side couldn't help but reveal a gleam.

This demon cultivator is already well versed in the way of one force to reduce the ten meetings, not only to maximize the advantage of its strength, but also to turn the true element of the whole body into real power, in this case, it is the nemesis of those so-called mysterious moves.

As soon as the two servants came into contact, Meng Yu'er suffered a dark loss, and under the huge force backlash, she almost let her short sword go, even if she finally endured it, her own breath was already disordered.

If the breath is unstable, the body will be stagnant, and it will be difficult to exert half of the strength.

"The sword in the right hand, hanging diagonally."

Seeing that Meng Yu'er was in a dangerous disadvantage in an instant, Zhan Bai finally couldn't help but remind.

Meng Yu'er, who took two steps back, was slightly stunned at first, but out of trust in Zhanbai, he hurriedly endured the discomfort of his body and the awkwardness of his posture, and the long sword in his right hand was stabbed obliquely from his waist.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or what, at that time, the direction of the demon cultivator's mace changed and smashed in that direction.

The sword and stick hit each other, and the power of this direct dialogue erupted was even more powerful than just now, and seeing that the power of the anti-shock was about to be conveyed to the tiger's mouth through the long sword, it was not difficult to imagine that if Mengyu'er did not withdraw the sword, its tiger's mouth would definitely not escape the fate of tearing.

"Draw your sword." Zhanbai's reminder sounded in time.

Meng Yuer did not hesitate and gave up decisively.

"Turn around, lower your waist, and stab your dagger in front of you...... Six inches. ”

With Zhanbai's voice, Meng Yu'er acted synchronously like a marionette.

"Huh?!" The demon cultivator who had just forced the opponent to withdraw his sword didn't have time to be happy, and his expression changed slightly, because he clearly felt that his next plate had "automatically" faced the short sword that stabbed forward.

"Don't think about it." The demon cultivator didn't have time to think about it, and in an instant, the muscles on the thigh-thick arm were knotted, and the huge power was transmitted to the mace, causing it to quickly smash down, extremely fast, and it was about to smash the short sword below.

"Lean back with your right hand, take your sword, and split Huashan." At this moment, Zhan Bai did not teach Meng Yu'er how to deal with the smashed mace, but gave an order that was a little unbelievable no matter how it sounded.

Leaning back with your right hand and taking your sword? What sword? The sword in her right hand had already been let go before an instant, could it be that she couldn't carry the sword with her hand?

Although he had doubts in his heart, he still leaned his empty right hand behind him under the conditioned reflex of Meng Yu'er, and then ...... An object appeared in the palm of his right hand as if out of thin air.

Is that...... Sword hilt?!

Meng Yu'er was slightly puzzled, but she was immediately relieved, and even a touch of surprise rose in her heart.

Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, the texture that came from the palm of his hand, Meng Yu'er was sure that what he was holding in his right hand was the long sword that he had just let go.

It turned out that Meng Yu'er had just been smashed away in time before the long sword was smashed and caught back.

Splitting Huashan is naturally splitting with a sword.

For a time, the situation on both the offensive and defensive sides changed greatly.

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