……

The realm of the two of them is almost the same, they are both keen attack soul masters who are good at speed, and Zhu Zhuyun's attack, Zhu Zhuqing, who has been on guard for a long time, can naturally deal with it.

Bite~

Under the night sky, the claws stabbed at the silver-white blade, with a piercing trill, and the collision splashed a series of sparks, fleeting in the night.

So fast!

Zhu Zhuyun's eyes shrank, looking at his sister who easily blocked his attack, the speed of drawing the knife almost made him unable to react.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, Zhu Zhuyun immediately retreated, his flexible body flipped in the air a few times, and finally landed steadily.

Looking at his sister in surprise, looking at the fierce momentum revealed in her eyes, Zhu Zhuyun's heart set off a storm.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at his sister's surprised look, the blade in his hand turned, and he easily put it into the sheath, and then said lightly.

"If you still think of me as the weak girl you were back then, you'll suffer a big loss, sister."

"Hehe, I really can't underestimate you~"

Zhu Zhuyun smiled slightly, his soul power began to surge, his hands stretched, sharp claws popped out from the slender and slender claws, his tall and round legs walked with elegant cat steps, and four soul rings quietly appeared, rotating and shining around her slender body.

In the dark night, her eyes were green, blue, flashing with strange pupils, the whole person bent down, stretched out her claws, and a slender black cat's tail shook on her round buttocks, as if entering a hunting state.

An invisible sense of oppression permeated the surrounding space, and the hunter licked his claws ready to be stained with blood, expecting the thrill of the hunt.

Zhu Zhuqing also felt the pressure from her sister, she knew very well that even if she was practicing hard, even if she had taken immortal herbs that could increase her soul power, her soul power was not as good as her sister, who was a few years older than her own talent.

After a few years of cultivation, the immortal grass could not immediately bring back the distance between each other.

However, the gap in strength is not just in the level of soul power embodied.

Over the years, Zhu Zhuqing has seen a lot, those soul masters who can defeat their opponents beyond the level, the soul power level is not the only means to enhance their strength.

For example, Tang San, and Zeng Yi.

has practiced swordsmanship with Zeng Yi for nearly two years, and now, he is also one of them.

His own strength is not only soul power, but also the blade in his hand, and the belief that he wants to become stronger.

Looking at his sister, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes became resolute, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the bamboo-cut sword on his waist, and pulled it out in an instant, and in an instant, the wind and waves were lifted, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

The invisible sword qi slashed out, and in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of Zhu Zhuyun.

The different-colored eyes contracted rapidly, and the fierce sense of crisis made Zhu Zhuyun immediately explode into cold hair, and seeing this invisible sword qi slashing at him, his heart was shocked.

Nether Thorn!

The yellow soul ring around the body flickered, and the first soul skill was quietly activated!

In an instant, Zhu Zhuyun's figure disappeared in place, as if turning into a purple-black ghostly light, like a sharp thorn, instantly piercing through this attacking invisible sword qi, and attacking towards his sister, Zhu Zhuqing's body.

The action is done in one go, and the whole process is just a blink of an eye.

The purple paws stabbed towards Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows.

However, when his sister's figure appeared in his sight, Zhu Zhuyun's attack paused, and his eyes of different colors were wide, full of incredulity and disbelief.

The long hair scattered like the Milky Way shone brightly under the bright moonlight, and the star-like eyes were deep and mysterious, seemingly containing the endless starry sky.

Her body looked incomparably sacred and elegant under the moonlight, just standing there quietly, it made people unable to raise the desire to attack, and couldn't help but pity and care.

Elegant, noble, and sacred posture, like a beautiful daffodil, blooming under the moonlight.

What surprised Zhu Zhuyun the most was the four soul rings that surrounded her body.

Soul Sect!

Zhu Zhuyun couldn't believe it, only a few years? In three or four years, she actually cultivated from a great soul master of the second ring to a soul sect of the fourth ring, the same realm as herself!

Seeing that this sharp claw was about to pierce between his eyebrows, Zhu Zhuqing's expression was still calm as water, and a light like stars flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Zhuyun's forward attack, Zhu Zhuqing's posture of counterattacking and drawing his sword, at this moment, time seemed to freeze.

In an instant, the flashes of silver and purple shimmer intertwined, and they were fleeting.

And between the lightning and flint, the positions of the two are also staggered with each other.

The moment he stepped over, Zhu Zhuyun turned his head to look at his sister, her face was still cold, and there was no wavering in her eyes.

Call~

A cool breeze was blowing, and a strand of hair fluttered with the wind, slowly falling on the hard bluestone slab.

Zhu Zhuyun turned his body a little mechanically, looking at the girl standing with a knife on the opposite side, his eyes widened, full of shock.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that her little sister, whom she hadn't seen for a few years, was extremely unfamiliar.

"You're a Soul Sect?"

After coming for a long time, Zhu Zhuyun's voice broke the silent atmosphere, she looked at her sister with wide eyes, and even her voice trembled.

"Sister, anything can happen in this world, just like now, isn't it?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at his sister and said lightly.

Looking at this sister who once felt unreachable, but now she was trembling because of herself, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel in a trance, this feeling was like a dream.

Looking down at the bamboo cut in his hand, the corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth hooked up an imperceptible smile.

"Thank you......"

Her voice was very small, so that Zhu Zhuyun, who was still shocked by her strength, did not notice it.

"It can't be!"

A roar rang out under the night sky.

What followed was Zhu Zhuyun's stormy attack.

Zhu Zhuyun's eyes flashed with anger, and he also revealed unwillingness, and his bewitching face was a little distorted.

She swung her claws and unleashed strike after attack, each time faster and faster, leaving a trail of afterimages on the ground.

The claws form a net, like a net of heaven and earth, eroding and covering Zhu Zhuqing.

However, no matter what, Zhu Zhuqing can always take every attack from his sister.

No matter how fast her speed is, no matter how tricky and weird her attack angle is, Zhu Zhuqing can always block every attack with her blade.

The claws collided with the blades, and a series of crisp collision sounds sounded in the space, and beautiful sparks bloomed one after another in the darkness.

"Why? Why? Why are you a Soul Sect? Why are you better than me? ”

The attacks were defused by Zhu Zhuqing again and again, Zhu Zhuyun couldn't understand it, he couldn't understand it, he was extremely unwilling in his heart, and his sense of frustration couldn't help but rise.

No matter how fast she is, she can use a faster speed to take on the attack.

Obviously it was just the tail of a crane crying behind him, but before he knew it, he caught up with him, even above him.

This strong sense of disparity makes it difficult for Zhu Zhuyun to accept.

She and her sister's talent is about the same, relying on a few years older and a few more years of cultivation time, she has always been far ahead of her sister.

But now, that gap no longer exists, what does that mean?

Doesn't that mean you're a complete waste?

Zhu Zhuyun couldn't accept this reality and began to go crazy.

Nether Claws!

Zhu Zhuyun retreated for a distance, and then the soul technique was quietly released, and the surging soul power turned into a hundred sharp claw shadows, like a net, attacking Zhu Zhuqing.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes froze, revealing a fierce color, facing his sister's powerful soul skill attack, his claws surrounded all his retreats, like a net of heaven and earth.

The blood in his body was flowing at an accelerated pace, and in the face of this seemingly undodgable attack, Zhu Zhuqing's brain was extremely clear and calm at this time.

Takekiri quickly retracted his waist, held the scabbard in his left hand, and stepped with his legs to make a gesture of drawing the knife.

Take a deep breath.

In an instant, the blade is drawn and the action is done in one go!

Netherworld Dance!

Suddenly, the sword light slashed out, turning into ten, ten into hundred, the messy sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the space was filled with the sword intent of the cold people.

The sword qi slashed through the net of heaven and earth formed by sharp claws, and not only that, but also had the remaining strength to fly towards Zhu Zhuyun's slender body.

Zhu Zhuyun was shocked, and immediately waved his claws to resist the attacking sword qi.

However, she couldn't resist all of the dozens of scattered sword qi, and many slash marks appeared on the black night clothes, revealing snow-white and delicate skin.

Zhu Zhuyun took a few steps back a little messily, she looked at her sister with a knife, panting in her mouth, sweat sliding down her cheeks, messy hair, and this flush on her cheeks.

She couldn't believe that her sister's strength had reached this point.

With her forty-seventh-level soul power, she couldn't help her sister, and moreover, she was suppressed!

"It can't be!"

Zhu Zhuyun shouted unwillingly, stepped out, and his body rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing like a cannonball.

The claws on her hands shimmered with ghostly light, and her palms merged, the fourth purple soul ring around her body flickering.

Soul Skill, Nether Slash!

She used all her soul power, the purple-black ghost light shone, and even her body was surrounded, and the whole person turned into a huge moon blade, slashing away.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't dare to be careless in this formation, her own soul power was several levels lower than her sister, and she relied on her superb swordsmanship to fight like this with her sister.

Now, my sister has used all her strength to form the strongest blow, and Zhu Zhuqing doesn't dare to be careless.

The third soul skill, demonization!

In an instant, a more powerful momentum erupted from Zhu Zhuqing's body, and even the galaxy-like method flew up, and the holy temperament on his body immediately changed.

Become irritable, crazy.

A black mist loomed around Zhu Zhuqing, and her starry eyes turned scarlet blood, flashing with a strange blood light.

On the fair-skinned neck, there are also some black and red magic patterns quietly climbing.

Looking at the purple-black moon blade attacking, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes seemed to flicker with madness.

With a single step, her figure flew out lightly, holding the long knife in both hands, with a determined look.

In a trance, Zhu Zhuqing's sprinting figure seemed to shake a little, splitting into a phantom body exactly like her.

The two of them, one left and one right, staggered and sprinted, making it impossible to tell which one was real and which one was a phantom.

Dancing with the stars and the moon!

This is Zhu Zhuqing obtaining the fourth soul skill, the phantom clone, and then creating a sword style.

Smart, wonderful, elegant, like the spirit of the moon dancing.

The staggered star and moon sword light collided with the huge purple and black moon blade, and in an instant, a flood of qi waves spread wildly towards the surroundings, and the powerful impact really lifted the bluestone floor on the ground.

In an instant, a violent storm was set off around, and the surroundings that were baptized by the storm became a mess and full of desolation.

As the storm cleared, the moonlight re-shone in the center of the storm.

Under the moonlight, two shadows stood in place.

"You've lost, sister."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was very light, but his posture of holding the knife was very steady.

Zhu Zhuyun listened to the familiar voice coming from behind him, and froze in place, and his whole person was a little sluggish.

Looking down at the blade resting on her neck, her unwilling look dissipated, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, revealing a wry smile.

"yes, my sister lost ......"

Zhu Zhuyun smiled miserably, and when he said this, he felt that the whole person was much more relaxed.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing put away the knife, glanced at his sister's back, and then turned to leave.

"Wait, Takekiyo."

Zhu Zhuyun turned around and saw that she was leaving, and couldn't help but shout.

Hearing the sound, Zhu Zhuqing's footsteps couldn't help but pause and turned his head to look.

"Zhuqing, what's the matter with your martial soul?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at her sister, thought for a while, didn't answer positively, and continued to take steps, leaving her with a touch of her back.

"Sister, now Zhuqing already has the power to cut the shackles."

"The fate of the family tied to me can no longer bind me!"

Zhu Zhuyun stood there, listening to the words that were still echoing in his ears, watching his sister's back disappear into the moonlight, his eyes were fascinated, and he was stunned in place.

After a long time, Zhu Zhuyun raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhuqing, you've grown up too~"

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