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Fan Xiang turned to follow the laughter, and the heat wave was blowing in his face.

The clouds of smoke and flames rolled up, and on the battlefield of thousands of armor-breaking and defeated soldiers, I saw that in the changing light and shadow cast by the clouds through the smoke and dust, a slender and well-proportioned figure was already standing ten steps in front of him, bowing deeply to him. Fan Xiang looked intently, and could clearly see the woman in front of her, when she bowed, there was a white hosta in her round bun, and a small transparent crystal pendant fell on the hosta, trembling slightly in front of his eyes, and the words that the woman said just now in the clouds, the soft voice was like a wave of smoke, but it still came slowly from a distance.

After the woman bowed deeply, she stood up straight, raised her eyes to look at Fanxiang, and there was a smile between her eyebrows, giving people a soft and warm feeling. Fan Xiang was a little surprised for a while, staring at the woman in front of her, and she was distracted for a moment, which was inexplicably peaceful. Fan Xiang's heart couldn't help but gradually become calmer, the flame and blood marks on his forehead gradually dissipated, and the gray hair flowing on his head gradually turned blue and black, fluttering down on his shoulders.

He slowly withdrew the knife and looked at the woman in front of him carefully, only to see that she was wearing a white tight-fitting samurai uniform, which set off her curved figure, her white and delicate neck was extremely perfect, her face was covered with a black gauze scarf, and the small transparent crystal pendant inserted in her round hair bun reflected the crystal light, still trembling slightly, and there was a delicate and narrow white-handled katana sword stuck behind her back, which looked heroic, like a delicate white rose with thorns. Although she is a samurai outfit, she faintly exudes the ultimate femininity from her body, and her posture and movements are as gentle as water, but in this soft language, there is a faint fusion of a beautiful murderous aura, like an invisible and deadly noose, and the heat wave on her face cannot dispel the solemnity and chill she brings.

"Beigong Akihara Hui, please advise. The woman smiled slightly at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, bowed again, and spoke concisely, without any words.

There is a power in this woman that penetrates the hearts of others.

Fanxiang's heart tightened suddenly, and she couldn't help but restrain her mind, put away her wild state, concentrate and rest, and follow the first heavy starting hand style of the curvature knife technique, her body shape was half to the left, her steps were slightly wrong, her right knee was slightly bent, her arms were vigorously, and the knife was held in both hands, the blade of the knife was hanging diagonally in front of her, the tip of the knife was gently touching the ground, and she turned her head slightly, looking at Akihara Hui, and said coldly to her, "Then come on." ”

Akihara Hui looked at Fanxiang calmly, the smile between her eyebrows and eyes gradually disappeared, and her eyes were as cold as ice. She raised her right hand, and with a slight wave, she pulled out the delicate and gorgeous katana from her back, and swirled the knife in her hand, the knife whined in the air, and turned into invisible from a silver light, and when it stopped for a while, the blade pointed diagonally towards Fanxiang, and the air where the blade was swirled, like overturning an invisible whirlpool.

Akihara Hui faced Fan Xiang, leaning forward slightly, holding a knife in both hands, on the battlefield ten steps away, like a frozen ice sculpture, motionless.

Fanxiang's gaze crossed the katana in Akihara's hand, and then fell on Akihara Hui's eyes, and the moment the two eyes met, cold, ruthless, and murderous.

The air between the two of them suddenly condensed, as if the harsh winter had suddenly fallen in the middle of this battlefield, and there was a biting cold. Time passed, and the two faced each other silently, like two statues,—— powerful deterrent, great warrior, hunter who was good at waiting for an opportunity to hunt. No one strikes first, waiting for the opponent to make an unforgivable mistake, even if it is not detectable.

It is said that the curvature knife technique of this Fanxiang was developed by chance when the old man Yichen was studying and writing the "Two Meanings Relative Sutra". A summer dusk at sunset, the old man walked quietly along the bank of the Forget Worry River in the middle of the Qinggeng Mountain, watching a few little apprentices play with a small paper boat by the river, after the small paper boat floated off the shore, because there was no wind and no waves, the boat was moored on the water and did not move, the apprentices threw some small stones to the back of the boat, and made waves to push the boat forward, watching the boat being pushed up by the small waves, a flash of inspiration in the old man's mind, and suddenly realized that the startled waves reduced the tension of the water surface behind the boat, but the water surface in front of the boat was still a plane, so that the tension remained unchanged, and the boat was pulled by the tension of the water surface in front of it,-- the power of bending space。 This power is the curvature drive, which creates warp bubbles in the surrounding space-time, which can shorten the distance between space-time and space by a lot, allowing for zero-distance teleportation or interstellar travel. This approach does not contradict the theory expounded by the theory of bisemy relativity, because it is driven by a curvature bubble that causes a person or thing in space-time to reach or exceed the speed of light motion.

The old man realized the principle,—— the space of this universe is not flat, but there is curvature (that is, waves), if you imagine the whole universe of heaven and earth as a large membrane, the surface of this membrane is arc-shaped, and the whole membrane may even be a closed air bubble. Although the part of the membrane appears to be flat, the curvature of space is still ubiquitous. From the existence of this spatial curvature, the old man imagined that if the space was folded, it was envisaged that the curvature of a huge space would be infinitely increased, folded in half like a piece of paper, and two distant points on the "paper" would be pasted together, so that zero-distance teleportation could be realized, that is, instantaneous movement from one place to another, and the destination could be dragged over by changing the curvature of the space with the help of a special force. Speaking of which, this kind of thing of combining the eight desolations and six desolations into the palm of his hand can only be done by the Emperor of the Holy Realm, the highest dimensional civilization that he knows, but if the restriction of the basic theory is added, perhaps the Emperor of the Holy Realm may not be feasible.

However, it is not a coincidence, and there are two mental methods in the "Chuan Xi Heart Sutra", "the unity of knowledge and action" and "to conscience", and these two mental methods are combined with the principles of "conservation of energy" and "gravitational force", two of the theories discussed in the "Two Meanings Relative Sutra", and the two can try to practice this special force - the curvature driving force. After centuries of study, the old man has finally practiced the magic skill of zero-distance teleportation. At the same time, in the process of practicing, he discovered that the energy and speed of the curvature driving force that can fold or bend the space to achieve zero-distance teleportation can be powerful to nearly infinite, so he created this curvature knife method.

The curvature knife method has only one move and one style, which is simple and easy, but when making a knife, the required power is divided into nine layers, and each increase is one weight, and the power shown by the blade is multiplied according to the geometric progression. When the old man traveled from all walks of life in ancient times, he also learned that a rising star in the other world, a young man named the Yellow Emperor of the Xuanyuan Clan, on the Dongsheng Continent of the other world, by coincidence, when refining the Xuanyuan Sword in the first mountain, he inadvertently obtained a self-refined knife, so the knife was named Ming Hong, but because of this knife, the Yellow Emperor of the Xuanyuan Clan used this knife to kill too much, so he blocked the knife, and this knife is really a divine product, deep spirituality, unbearable to be buried, so he turned into a red lark and fled, and then disappeared. After the old man of Yichen understood the magic of the curvature-driven exercises, there was no applicable knife in the world, and the old man of Yichen studied this knife method to the highest level, in desperation, he only got a comet that passed through the cosmic space of the solar system once every hundreds of years, collected 100,000 years of Xuanbing, refined a Xuanbing flame knife that could be used, and then used this knife to practice the curvature knife technique, but although this knife is also very divine, the power is also very powerful, but the knife meaning it carries is not as good as Ming Hong, therefore, the old man of Yichen can only practice the power of the curvature knife method to the seventh level after all, and then there is no way to enter the realm。 As a result, the old man often regrets it, so he sighs to himself, such as the help of the Ming Hong knife, with the knife itself with the knife intent, enough to reach the ninth level of the curvature knife method, when the people from all walks of life are more invincible. However, the old man is a master outside the world, since he does not compete with all walks of life, and does not take this matter to heart, in order to commemorate the creation of the curvature knife and the loss of the Ming Hong knife, so this knife method is also named the Gu Hong knife method, or the Gu Hong knife.

After that, he often gave detailed lectures to his beloved disciples, and warned them not to use them at will when facing enemies.

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At this time, on the battlefield, Fanxiang and Akihara Hui faced each other for about a third of the time, and at the moment when the air was about to condense to freezing, the two of them shouted in unison, rushed head-on, and each stood ten steps behind the other.

Holding his breath for a moment, Akihara Hui suddenly felt a slight coolness on his face, half of the silk scarf fell to the ground, knowing that the masked black silk scarf had been broken by the opponent's blade, but he didn't feel the pain on his face, thinking that he had not been injured, so he reached out to remove the rest of the silk scarf;

"Good knife technique!"

"Good knife technique!"

The two couldn't help but applaud their opponents in unison, and they both had appreciation for each other in their hearts, and the two stood opposite each other, and the moment their eyes met, although it was also cold and piercing, they had ignored each other's killing intent as enemies, and they both looked at each other quietly, without words, and looked at the gods around the battlefield as nothing.

The gods and generals around the battlefield were stunned, and before they could cheer, they felt that a powerful invisible shock wave suddenly spread out from the area where the two of them were located to the surrounding airspace, like a monstrous wave surging forward, forcing the gods to take a few steps back before they had to stand firm.

Akihara Hui bowed deeply to Fanxiang and said, "Thank you, please advise!" Standing up straight, soft and elegant.

She smiled slightly, and once again held the knife in both hands, pointing directly at Fanxiang. At this time, when Fan Xiang Fang began to see the youthful face of Qiu Yuan Hui, at a glance, but he felt that his body was like bathing in the spring breeze, and it was only the most beautiful April day in the world, it was difficult for him to imagine that there was such an extremely perfect face of the opposite sex in the world, even if it was just a shallow smile, it was like a spring breeze gently blowing the willow branches, and the dewdrops on the willow branches reflected the gentle brilliance of the morning glow, gently caressing the delicate moving years, which made people intoxicated.

The woman in front of her has only two words to describe, "beautiful" and "soft", both of which are extreme, especially the femininity that she exudes that cannot be dissolved, which is also the extreme, so thick that it is like a piece of refined and concentrated honey, dissolving her in a pool of spring water, and the spring water will be the sweet taste of this woman.

"You're welcome, come again!" Fan Xiang returned the salute.

"Good!" The language is concise and the timbre is soft.

The two of them each slashed the knife in their hands into the air lightly, slowly moving their feet, ten steps apart, a cold demon knife with a color like ice, flashing with a faint blue plasma flame, the head of the knife was downward, lightly attached to the ground, a dark iron divine knife that looked like silver reflected the flames of war burning around it, and the blade flew obliquely, killing the forest.

An invisible coercion was formed between the two, like an invisible noose that could kill at any time.