In front of the dilapidated building, under the dappled sunlight, the three people facing each other, the air was filled with a tense atmosphere. It's like an iron bucket full of explosives, and with just a little spark, it will explode.

The breeze was blowing, "Boom! A crisp sword roar sounded, and a rusty sword without any light slowly came out of its sheath, Ye Chu's white and slender fingers held the hilt of the sword, the sword body was flat, and the tip of the sword pointed at the man who was in disarray.

The man stretched out his tongue and gently licked his somewhat dry lips, met Ye Chu's indifferent eyes, did not try to say any nonsense, and with a flip of his wrist, a delicate and small black short sword appeared in his hand, silent and overflowing with cold light.

At this moment, the momentum of both of them has changed significantly!

At this moment, Ye Chu was no longer a harmless and weak girl, and the edge of sword cultivation was permeating her body. The whole person seems to have turned into a sharp sword, which is unstoppable!

The man's gaze also became feminine and fierce, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to get out of the hole, and the mess all over his body added a bit of gloom to him!

Sunslanted! The wind is up! Cloud Movement!

The man moved suddenly, tiptoe tapping the ground, and a short body, nimbly scurrying out like a snake winding through it. The short sword in his hand stabbed out, dancing like a butterfly piercing flowers, bringing up the afterimage of the Dao, which was dazzling. And it's amazingly fast, and the angles are extremely tricky. For a while, Ye Chu was shrouded in the sword shadow in the sky. Ye Chu's vital points, throat, heart, and eyebrows, all had the shadow of a short sword.

Ye Chu shook his head at this impeccable swordsmanship in speed and angle. Unfortunately, this man is on the wrong path.

Sword. It is a weapon for killing, and it is also a tool for a gentleman! Swordsmanship can be light. It can be heavy, or it can be treacherous. But you have to bring a bit of sharpness. No matter what the character is, when an excellent sword cultivator makes a move, he must have the momentum of not bending! Sword cultivation can be the king at the same level, and he can challenge beyond the level, relying on this sharpness!

Sword cultivation can be defeated and killed, but it can't be afraid, and it can't lose its sharpness and pride!

This person's swordsmanship is soft and weird, but he has lost his indomitable sharpness! One hit missed. Far away, that's the Assassin. He is more suitable to be a killer than a sword cultivator.

But he just used a sword, a sword in front of Ye Chu!

"You shouldn't use a sword!" The chill condensed in Ye Chu's dark eyes, as a swordsman who had comprehended the sword intent, she would not allow the pride of the swordsman to be such a waste!

Taking a step gently, his eyes showed sharpness, and the rusty sword in Ye Chu's hand pointed out diagonally.

"Bell!" A crisp and piercing sound of gold and iron rang out. Sparks burst. Ye Chu's sword that landed in the void where there was nothing was directly hit by this man's elusive short sword!

This scene fell into the eyes of the girl on the side, and her eyebrows frowned slightly. See through it? Or is it just a coincidence?

Without waiting for her to think about it, Ye Chu's offensive suddenly accelerated. Under the outbreak of war, the breeze slowly turned into a mighty wind. There are small stumbles under his feet. The rusty sword in Ye Chu's hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and the sword move brought a breeze. Little by little, it became stronger, and finally it became a raging hurricane. "Whew!" The wind was loud, Ye Chu's offensive became more and more awe-inspiring, with heaven and earth, the wind rose, swept a qiē general trend, and the sharp sword qi tore apart the opponent's sword shadow in the sky.

And the man, under the suppression of this hurricane, has no chance to fight back, he can only rely on the flexibility of his body and retreat step by step, but he still can't avoid it, and a little blood blooms on his body!

"You're not worthy of a sword!" The chill in his eyes deepened, and although Ye Chu was pressing step by step, there was still room for it, but this man blindly dodged, completely losing the sharpness that a sword cultivator should have, which angered Ye Chu. The arm shook slightly, and a wisp of sword intent was attached to the rusty sword, and the edge of the rusty sword in Ye Chu's hand skyrocketed, with a tragic killing intent, it seemed that it could cut off a qiē.

This sword called the woman who was watching, and her pupils shrank suddenly, "Sword intent?!" ”

No matter how unbearable the previous expression was, when facing the moment of life and death, people will stand up and fight for a glimmer of life for themselves!

When this sword struck, the man's gaze became extremely solemn, although he was not a qualified sword cultivator, but he was also a cultivator who had experienced a hundred battles and killed people without calculation, his eyesight was not bad, and he naturally felt the terrible and murderous intent of this sword!

Retreat, there is already no way back!

Die without a fight!

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in the man's eyes, and he tightened his teeth, holding the palm of the short sword, the force was too strong and the green tendons were jumping, the whole body was running with vitality, the hand was slightly raised, and the short sword was struck out at a speed like thunder.

"Bell!" The short sword of the chilling forest, with a terrifying strength, finally showed an indomitable sharpness at this moment, with a tragic bloody murderous aura, and slammed into Ye Chu's rusty sword. "Bell!" When the two collided, sparks shot out in all directions, and a piercing sound sounded. The black short sword in his hand was split into two, and half of the sword god fell to the ground! The man's face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his cold eyes showed great surprise and astonishment, this sword contained a certain power that he didn't know, extremely sharp, domineering, he still underestimated the girl in front of him.

It's just that by the time he realized it, it was too late.

The sword, broken!

A wisp of blood snaked down from the man's mouth, gritting his teeth fiercely, and a domineering force suddenly erupted like a torrent, his legs kicked the ground heavily, and the whole person rushed towards Ye Chu like a cannon.

Ye Chu's eyes were indifferent, the rusty sword in his hand rolled up a strong wind, and the strong wind hit his face, making it difficult for the man to breathe, his face immediately turned red, his body trembled slightly, his momentum slowed down, and his pace became a little staggering.

"Only when the sword is broken does you know that you are fighting for your life, it's too late!" Ye Chu's hand flashed coldly, "Huh! The speed of the rusty sword was too fast, it disappeared and appeared like a ghost, and the cold blade of the sword was pointed directly at the man's throat.

As the rusty sword approached, Sen Leng's killing intent seeped into his pores, arousing goosebumps all over the man's body, making his heart tremble violently, and he couldn't help but have a sense of fear, which was from the heart, making his whole body shout: "Retreat!" Withdraw! Withdraw! ”

Withdraw! Retire and die!

The man's eyes were blood-red, and he clenched the half-cut sword body in his hand, and the feeling of dying finally awakened the bloody nature in his body, and the vitality of his whole body exploded, and the broken sword danced flexibly in his hand, bringing up the afterimage of the Dao.

Hit it all out!

Ye Chu took a wrong step, and the rusty sword in his hand turned, and several red sword lights stacked up, turning into a dark red and purple streamer, tearing a hole in the afterimage of the broken sword in the sky.

"Poof!" The rusty sword pierced the man's throat cleanly, and sealed the throat with a sword! (To be continued......)