If you want to talk about the ability to come to know, Du Liuyun recognizes the second, no one dares to admit the first, first, she is not a native of the bitter realm, for these congenital masters in her minds, even if the super idol can be recognized at a glance, it can't bring her too much pressure, and secondly, her starting point after crossing is too high, the righteous daughter of Shulou Longsu, do you need to be in awe of anyone? Well, the point is that she figured it out, coming to this world so early, if she still has that mentality of facing idols or natal life, I'm afraid she won't be able to mix up a five-four-three in her life.

What kind of person to use in what way, her skill is now about to be mastered, so when she sat opposite the Demon Flow Sword with a teapot and a golden knife, turned over the two teacups, and poured tea for the other party and herself, her tone was five points interesting, three points of admiration, and two points proudly said: "This brother, please." ”

Eyes flashed, the gaze of the Demon Sword fell on the long sword behind Duliuyun, the Yunlong Sword came from the Confucian world, since the extraordinary product, it was once the sword of Shulou Longsu when he was young, its quality was known at a glance, and although Duliuyun was young, there was a little uninhibited young man in his gestures, sitting there, but it was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and it was difficult to hide its sharp edge.

didn't answer, he just looked at Du Liuyun with a sharp eye, and waited for her to say the following.

"In the storm of the desert abandoned city that day, the power of Brother Tai's sword was really eye-opening, but Brother Tai left too quickly, so that I had no intention of making friends, but there was no chance to make friends. At this time, there is an opportunity to meet Brother Tai here, and how can I miss a great opportunity from front of me. ”

"You use a sword."

The Demon Flow Sword was concise and concise, and her eyes did not leave the cloud dragon behind her.

"In front of the elder brother, I don't dare to use the word sword, but I only know a little bit about it." The meaning of the crossing cloud is meaningful, but it is very clear in the ears of the Demon Stream Sword.

"You will prove your sword with me."

Seeing through the purpose of crossing the clouds at a glance, the expression of the Demon Stream Sword remained unchanged, but there was a bit of sword intent between his eyebrows.

"Don't dare, I just want to talk with Brother Tai with swords, if I can take over Brother Tai's three swords, I hope Brother Tai will give me face."

Du Liuyun drank all the tea in front of him by drinking, and said to the Demon Stream Kendo. In the desert ruined city that day, she had estimated the martial arts between herself and the Demon Flow Sword, if he had already cultivated the Wind Scar, he might be able to suppress himself with speed alone, but the Demon Flow Sword was a domineering and wild force, which was better for her than pure speed. After all, whether it is Luo Yu or drunk Huanglong, she is used to learning from this type of people, especially Luo Yu's martial arts, which can only be described by four words, and she is used to this kind of road, she is more suitable for dealing with the type that is strong and strong. Although the sword path of the Demon Flow Sword is faster than most people, it has not yet reached the point where it cannot be resisted.

"Interesting."

The Demon Flow Sword couldn't tell the real age of the person in front of him, but from the other party's every move, he could tell that this person was not very old, and such a young swordsman could have the courage to take his three swords.

Raising the teacup, he also drank it all, which was regarded as accepting her sword book, and the other party wanted to take action, but was interrupted by Du Liuyun: "Eh, brother Tai, please wait for a while, and when I arrange my friends, I will go to fight outside the city with my brother Tai." ”

With that, she got up and walked towards Ji Xia.

"What are you talking about?"

Ji Xiayan looked puzzled, if he used his luck to listen, he could hear it, but as a righteous gentleman, how could he do such a thing.

"It's nothing, you can wait here with peace of mind, and when I get this handsome black and handsome guy, the claws on your chest will not be a problem."

After saying that, she clenched her fist at the Demon Flow Sword who was looking in this direction: "Brother Tai, please!" ”

When the words landed, her figure disappeared suddenly, and then the Demon Flow Sword also disappeared.

"Liuyun, you!"

This time, Ji Xiayan realized what she was going to do, but he couldn't act, so he could only stay where he was and hurry, without doing anything. In a hurry, he grabbed the tray and served the food, only to find that suddenly the two of them disappeared out of thin air, thinking that he had seen a ghost, the shopkeeper who was in a daze gave him a bag of silver: "Little brother, please take me to the Dubu Jingshe, quickly." ”

He could only pray now that Crane Boat and Dao Wuji didn't go out, otherwise God knows what the outcome would be.

Even if it is a sword test with the Demon Flow Sword, Du Liuyun naturally has nothing to say, all the politeness is saved, not to mention not much to say, it is a Confucian style to get started.

"The world is stormy!"

The sword is out of the sheath, the cloud dragon starts, her heart is like water, the sword is like flowing water, the mind moves at will, in the face of the wild and domineering demon sword, what she needs is to seize the slightest opportunity as much as possible and fight closely. Once the opponent opens up a gap and counterattacks, it is by no means easy to deal with.

Strange sword paths.

The Demon Flow Sword sealed a sword, and took her style, only to find that she did not spit out the move, but in this move, there was a mysterious and strange virtual and real style, looking at its appearance, it was obviously a human teenager, but her sword qi swept across the overflow, but there was another kind of pleasure, a ...... The pleasure of the devil.

Interesting.

"Sword and Blood."

The sword of the Demon Flow Sword is fast, but it is based on strength, with the power of not moving the brake, in order to make the opponent hard, suppressing the opponent, the sword can cut through the space, can tear the earth, in the whistling wind, accompanied by the sky like a shadow and red, but there is no fancy procrastination.

Just when these two styles intersected and brought the sound of gold and iron fighting, the figure of Duliuyun flashed and rose into the air: "A wave of mountains and rivers, full of red rivers!" ”

Countless sword shadows are like howling and crying, with the sound of the dragon chanting and breaking through the sky, blooming all over the sky, in this blazing sky, one by one, round like a falling blank jade plate, bent like a willow moon Jiao'e, a dragon-shaped sword qi that seems to be real and illusory, in this myriad of shapes and shadows, from top to bottom, whistling and falling in the direction of the Demon Flow Sword.

The Demon Flow Sword's eyes flashed, not dodging or dodging, and his wrist was raised again: "Sword Demon Flame." ”

I saw that from the bottom to the top, countless sword shadows, with thousands of invisible demonic fires, slammed into the dragon-shaped sword qi like white jade glass.

In an instant, clusters, bends, rows, and rounds, the electric sword shadow with a faint white light, with a deafening critical sound, penetrated the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, the clouds of the river lifted their breath from the air, and the people rushed into the sky again: "Bandai mountains and rivers, full of rivers!" ”

A ball of light exploded in midair, and her figure disappeared, disappearing into the shadow of the blooming sword, and then, one rolled over, changing to the posture of her head and feet, like a falling meteorite, and shot backwards into the Demon Flow Sword more quickly than castration.

Just before the fingertips of the Demon Flow Sword moved slightly, and before the move was launched, the body of the cross-flowing cloud suddenly violated the force and refracted in the right-angle direction, and at the moment of her refraction, this huge sword shadow suddenly exploded, and the heavens and the earth were filled with countless vast sword shadows, like a waterfall and rain, splashing down on the sky.

Suddenly, within a radius of ten zhang, the sword rain roared, rolling up the cold wind, and there was still a faint white light flowing and flashing in the wind.

As a result, the surrounding air was suffocated, as if this space had suddenly shrunk, and the energy was surging around this small space, devouring the heavens and the earth.

"Sword Demon Flow."

The path of the Crossing Cloud Sword is treacherous, but the Demon Flow Sword is more adaptable, and the trick of defeating the storm is shot again, but the sense of oppression brought by it is even greater and stronger than it was at the beginning.

This formula determines the winner or loser.

Two different sword intents spread all over this desert.

It was as if thousands of mountains and rivers were cracking under his feet, and in an instant, boundless dust and sand were rolled up, and the sound of explosions was endless, as if stirring up a terrible natural disaster.

The dust fell to the ground, the sound was crisp, the cloud dragon was horizontal in front of his chest, the expression of the flowing cloud remained unchanged, his lips splashed vermilion, only before the sword body, the tip of the demon flow sword was a little cold, and the crack in the sword body appeared, and it was broken into two in the blink of an eye. The sword momentum of the Demon Flow Sword was not collected, and half an inch forward, the footwork of the crossing clouds was strained, and he flashed sideways, and the sound of cracking silk sounded on the clothes on his chest, bringing a little blood red.

A crossroads suddenly erupted on her forehead, she raised the half-cut sword in her hand, and blatantly knocked the sword away, turned around and grabbed her shirt to cover the wound, and blurted out a fluent slang: "MMP, turn me around!" ”

This tone was slightly sharp and high, and with her movements, the Demon Flow Sword was finally stunned, the sword was still sheathed, and his eyes fell on the other party's neck.

No...... Adam's apple, this turned out to be ...... Is it a woman??