Chapter 81: The Transformed Qingmu Sword

It was a Kiyoki sword.

Today's Qingmu sword is no longer full of lustrous blue and white tones, but completely black. The sharp blade shone with a dazzling cold light under the refraction of the light, and even the delicate hilt of the sword before became rough and blurred.

Chu Nanhe held the Qingmu sword, which was now a little changed, and the familiar feeling came from the hilt, and the light in his eyes suddenly became even worse.

The vows given to him by Master before his death contained countless treasures and formulas. Among them, there is a method of how to change the original form of the Kiyoki sword.

Chu Nanhe also knew that his current strength could not keep this treasure without hiding the original form of the Qingmu Sword, so as early as a few months ago, he changed and adapted to the attack strength and usage of the Qingmu Sword now.

Although the attack power of the Qingmu Sword after the change of form has decreased significantly compared to before, it is enough for the current Chu Nanhe.

A few rounds later, the girl was like a butterfly fluttering in the wind and rain, spun around a few times, spun through Chu Nanhe's conjured attacks one after another, and attacked Chu Nanhe with two sharp short swords in hand.

Chu Nanhe got up to meet him!

"Boom!"

The two met again in mid-air, and the weapons in their hands touched each other, emitting a burst of dazzling light.

The powerful and sharp sword qi suddenly poured out like a wave, and the girl's silver teeth snorted, and then the two short swords in her hands came out of her hands, and the delicate body leaned back one after another, and the slender waist in the air fell straight down, dodging the attack of Chu Nanhe's sharp black sword.

The soft body is stretched in the air directly like a slingshot into a graceful arc, like an upside-down English letter "U". In an instant, she brushed against the sharp black sword in front of her, and when the girl opened her eyes, she saw the delicate hourglass lying upside down on the high platform not far away, and her face only hesitated for a moment, and then a ruthless color crossed at the moment. As soon as the jade foot boarded, a glimmer of light flashed on the surface of the two short swords thrown, and they were immediately given great acceleration.

The two short swords then stabbed straight towards Chu Nanhe's neck in front of him, Chu Nanhe's heart was in a daze, the sharp sword blade stabbed directly at him, Chu Nanhe immediately retreated quickly, the two short swords around his neck chased after him as if they had life, he immediately retreated rapidly while his subordinates adjusted slightly, and then took the Qingmu sword in his hand and slashed towards him.

"Lingling!"

With two crisp sounds, the two short swords immediately rubbed the Qingmu sword, and slashed towards Chu Nanhe's back at a strange and tricky angle, Chu Nanhe seemed to have expected her to make such a move, and then at the moment when the two short swords stabbed him in the back, the magic trick that Chu Nanhe pinched in his hand was just completed, and in an instant, the eleven pocket-sized black swords came out of thin air again!

The piercing sound of swords colliding sounded again, but this time, the two short swords were a little outnumbered under the siege of eleven black swords.

The two short swords were surrounded and suppressed by eleven black swords, and each blow they suffered was indirectly reflected on the body of the girl on the other side.

Her spiritual power was greatly impacted, and she tried to withdraw the two short swords but could not do anything. She was surprised to find that the spiritual connection between her and the weapon had been cut off by the black sword.

This is something that has never happened before.

She glanced at Chu Nanhe deeply, and at this moment, she finally knew that the seemingly rough and inconspicuous black sword in the other party's hand was far superior to the two short swords she had in many ways.

The weapon in his hand has been taken by the enemy, how can this game be fought?

Looking at the pale face of the girl not far away, as if she had a bitter face that she couldn't say, Chu Nanhe smiled slightly. But he didn't stop the eleven black swords behind him to besiege the two short swords.

The other party's previous moves can be described as fatal. If it weren't for the Qingmu Sword he was holding in his hand, it would far surpass these two short swords in terms of attack power and agility. If it were replaced by another weapon that suited his segment, he might not really be able to take those few moves.

Of course, if you use that move...... No matter how fierce the girl's attack was, it could only become like a floating cloud. It's just that it didn't come to the last minute, and he didn't want to throw this move in advance.

Although he was a little disgusted with the girl in front of him who was beautiful in appearance and agile in her body, but her heart was as ruthless as her age, Chu Nanhe didn't really shatter the two short swords directly. Instead, at the moment when the girl's body was a little shaky and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, she stopped the destruction of the two short swords behind her.

Those two short swords had become dull under the devastation of Chu Nanhe's attack. It's a world away from the dazzling ones before.

The girl was slightly stunned.

It seems that he didn't expect the other party to let himself go like this. After all, she was indeed ruthless just now.

Chu Nanhe picked up the two dull short swords behind him, raised his big hand, and threw them back to the pale girl opposite.

The young man stood straight on top of the dazzling ring, with a faint, cool smile on the corner of his mouth.

The girl took the two short swords, as if she was unwilling. His lips trembled, and he finally said that.

“...... I throw in the towel. ”

......

As night fell, a young man leaned quietly under a huge old tree somewhere in the measuring hall.

Motionless, as if he had something on his mind.

"Why, you can't sleep either?"

Han Rinbai saw the young man coming from far and near, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Well, come out and breathe. ”

Liuyun answered softly, and leaned against the other side of the tree.

The two of them each breathed, and after some time, the atmosphere was suddenly broken.

"Actually, you...... I didn't come here for the so-called Duan Hui competition. ”

Liuyun looked up at the starlight above him and asked softly.

Han Rinbai took a breath. There was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Hmm...... Not exactly. ”

"How do you know?"

"I've noticed that you disappear every night. ”

Liuyun paused, "Actually, I can't smell the smell of 'Anhua', these things are most familiar to Chu Nanhe." ”

Anhua is a dried flower that can make people sleep more deeply, and the pale white petals are extremely fragrant. Just a tiny petal can make a person sleep more soundly when they are not aware of it.

Before Chu Nanhe frowned and sniffed the clothes on Liuyun's body once, Liuyun hadn't paid attention. Later, under Chu Nanhe's reminder, sure enough, Liuyun turned over a small piece of white petals that had been broken under his bed.

“...... Anhua, it was indeed I who put it. But there is no harm to your body, you can rest assured. It's just going to make you sleep a little deeper. ”

"Why?"

Liuyun said lightly.

"Because...... You seem to be different from ordinary martial artists in terms of soul perception. Han Rinbai paused, scratching his head a little embarrassed.

"Hehe..."Liuyun chuckled. There was a hint of inexplicability in the laughter.

"Anyway, what I'm going to do here, there's no threat to you. Han Rinbai thought for a moment and spoke.

"Hmm. You stay safe. ”

Liuyun bowed slightly, but didn't say anything. After all, there are many things that outsiders can't interfere in. As long as it doesn't interfere with him and the people he cares about, he has no reason to care.