A suburb.

A glade.

An enchantment separating the inside and outside.

It's a small world of its own.

Looming the two sides of the sword-wielding confrontation.

Two people, a man and a woman.

No matter which one it is, they are all extraordinary powerhouses who are qualified to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, and they are already familiar with each other.

There's no need to talk too much nonsense, it's all in the sword.

Once, twice, three times.

Five, ten, hundred.

Ordinary sword strike without a name.

A unique sword skill that is famous all over the world.

What's more, a mysterious stunt that will definitely break the earth.

The woman's fighting spirit complements the real red sword in her hand.

Under the crescent moon, the sword qi is prosperous, like the rising sun, the sword light is dazzling, and the edge is pressing.

Men are the opposite, there is no momentum in the body.

Because all his essence and spirit have been completely constricted, and all of them have flowed into the sword in his hand.

Only in the collision of swords, when men and women compete with each other, will there be some clues.

The man did not strike just one, but twelve in a row.

A knife is faster than a knife, and a knife is stronger than a knife.

The strength is greater, the knife intent is stronger, only the knife trajectory is exactly the same, as if it is the continuous repetition of the first knife.

If this move is made by an ordinary martial artist, a woman will not be able to see it, and she can send it away.

But in the hands of men, there is the power to turn decay into magic.

Obviously, the muscle density, physical strength, and strength are not as strong as women, but they were shocked to the point that their wrists were numb in the twelve knives.

The moment the knife light dissipated, the woman rubbed her wrist and secretly said a pity.

If you can make a few more knives, about fifteen knives, I'm afraid my hands won't be able to hold it.

But since she held on, it was up to her to return the favor.

Shifting her weight from her left hand to her right hand, the woman re-raised her sword.

The sword just now is quite subtle, and this sword will be very heavy.

That's right, heavy.

A woman's weight is not too heavy.

Although the True Red Sword is a large sword, it also has a limited weight.

What really hits is the sword qi on the sword.

As long as the strength can support it, and the sword itself can withstand it, it can hit ten times the weight of a hundred times.

It is like the main chariot rushing to the face, and it is like a large phantom beast pressing down.

This sword is very simple, sweeping in one style, like a mountain horizontal, so that you can't avoid it.

The twelve consecutive slashes just now, you made me unavoidable, and I also made you unable to dodge this horizontal sword.

The man really didn't dodge, a vertical knife, just as simple.

It's just that there is no woman's indomitable momentum, but like a weightless feather, it was carried by a mountain-like heavy sword and flew out of dozens of distances before it fell to the ground.

Seeing such a clever solution, the woman no longer praised and spoke directly:

"Well, it looks like you've learned a lot from that Wind Blademaster. The sword just now, and this sword are all very good. ”

"It's a pity that it's not of much use to you."

The man did not rush to close the distance, he stood in place and moved his arms, soothing the tremors, and the sword in return was also difficult to catch.

"Because I also had a fight with him, probably a little longer than you." The woman smiled and took up her sword.

The man shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak, for he already knew.

The woman stepped forward, and her fighting spirit became more and more high: "At this time, are you still not moving?" I still don't need to transform to catch my Wang Jian. ”

"No, I'm not arrogant enough yet."

The man shook his head and exhaled slowly, still not liberating his killer move, but he didn't do nothing.

I saw the man with a horizontal knife on his chest, holding a knife in one hand and a phantom in the other.

The breath that did not belong to the human was flowing from his hands, staining the otherwise clear blade with an ominous layer of black and red.

"Is it just partial liberation, fine manipulation? Interesting. Everyone is a master, and they know the mystery at a glance, "Interesting, let me try it, anyway, if you can't hold on, you will be fully liberated." ”

"Please." The man's voice was calm, and his hands were holding the knife again.

"Ah, here it is. Brilliant Dance! ”

With the woman's high-pitched announcement, the strongest sword descended.

This is the sword with the highest morale of a woman.

This is a sword for a woman to use her skills to the extreme.

This is a sword in which a woman uses all her strength and fighting spirit.

The heart, technique, and body all reached the extreme at this moment, fused into one, and turned into this sword.

This is the king's skill, a sword for the king, dignified and mighty.

The man knows that he can't stop it yet, so he will use the skill amplification that does not belong to the category of martial arts.

The first time I saw this sword, it was like this.

This is still the case today.

It's just that it's also with the help of the side door, and it's still a little different.

In the past, it was 100% effort, but this time it shouldn't be needed.

With this sword, witness my growth!

"Bladeless Sword!"

The stunts that have collided no less than ten times collide again and dissipate together.

It brings new scars to the land that has been overturned many times, and also reappears the figures of men and women who have been obscured by sword qi and sword light.

The woman's sword rests against the man's neck, and the man's knife hovers over the woman's eyebrows.

"It's good to die together." The woman took the initiative to collect the sword.

"Actually, it's a little bit close." The man was immediately subjected.

"It's only been two months to pull the distance to this point, what do you want to do?" The woman frowned, a little annoyed.

"Higher than your swordsmanship." The man said solemnly.

"Hey." The woman turned a frown into an eyebrow.

The man's grandmaster demeanor instantly collapsed: "Uh, I'm joking, you won't be angry, right?" ”

"It's good to laugh, but not to tell the truth." The woman shook her head first, and then smiled, "I always hope that you can have such thoughts, higher than me, your senior brother, and your master." ”

The man ......was silent and did not speak.

The woman continued, "But I also know that you are not such an easy person to change, so something must have happened to you. If you don't want to say, I don't have to ask, but one thing you have to tell me is whether you have found your own sword. ”

The man hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes." ”

"I knew it."

The woman was not surprised.

At their level, unless they don't do it, it's hard to hide their true level when they do it.

"What kind of sword it is, let me see."

"Not yet." The man shook his head resolutely, "I can't control this sword well, and if I don't get it, I'll die." ”

The man remembered the matchup at the end of last month.

If it weren't for the special physique of the sword receiver and the magic sword that didn't belong to this world, I'm afraid he would have returned to the Throne of the Heroic Spirit at this time.

Another kendo master who pressed the formation, but didn't have time to rescue at all, commented on this sword - a sword beyond the reach of manpower, a sword that must be killed, use it with caution!

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