With a click, the moonstone fell to the ground, and the tall grass blocked the faint soft light, plunging the surroundings into darkness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Two figures, one white and one gray, also dissipated in front of them.

"Long...... Long ......"

Although the two shadows had disappeared, the empty voice still came, with a strange melody, like someone whispering in someone's ear, and then like someone chanting in the distant sky, like Sanskrit, like a mantra.

Without a mirror, Aisha couldn't see her face, otherwise she would see her face as white and gray as it was now.

What is that? Shadows of white and gray? Why does a white shadow pull a gray shadow? And why, the gray shadow seems to be sunk into the soil...... It's like ..... Not so long ago!

"Aisha...... Sister Aisha! ”

Hearing this voice, Ai Yixia subconsciously wanted to draw her sword......

Then she realized it was Long's voice.

Really?! She wasn't sure.

"Sister Aisha! It wasn't me just now!! It's not me! I didn't make a sound!! ”

Then came another shout that was almost screaming, and it was also Long's voice!

The silver-white sword light flashed, and the Yinguang was already out of the sheath, sharp as snow, with a sharp and murderous intent.

The gray figure suddenly burst out of the darkness, spread his hands, and ran towards Aisha as if to give her a warm hug.

No features, no body, just a gray ...... Humanoid, shadow.

If you can, stab her with a sword.

She's out of the sword.

Poof!!

The sword pierced through the gray figure, but it didn't pierce the touch of the flesh, as if it had pierced the air.

But there was a sound of piercing flesh.

Aisha didn't expect this to happen.

She covers the junction of her lower abdomen and ribs.

Drop by drop, the blood flowed faster and faster..... The smell of blood, wafting away with the wind.

She was the one who was stabbed.

A long, slender, white-glowing sword stabbed through the gray figure's back, almost piercing her lower abdomen.

The angle of this sword is not very good, and if it is a little more tricky, it can completely pierce her heart.

The white figure stood behind the gray figure, and the gray shadow opened its hands to block the white figure's direction.

"Even if you look back...... I can't go back to ......."

The white figure clenched his sword and exuded a sound.

The white sword form jerked out of her body, and blood erupted in the next moment.

An important blood vessel connecting the heart was stabbed by the sword.

If on Earth, this sword can kill anyone, beautifully, decisively, viciously!

Luckily, this is the world of dragon sound, and living things follow different laws, and the cells that make up the blood vessels are quickly repaired. If you don't have 0 life, you don't really die.

"What a sword...... "Aisha thought with trepidation.

Xiao He is naturally not a genius, but Ai Yixia in the Dragon Sound World is different, according to the life trajectory of Rakshasa, she has no teacher in her life, but she can dominate the world in swordsmanship, which already shows her talent.

But today she had to face an equal, if not more terrible, enemy—the white shadow.

The blow just now was like a flash of light in the darkness, although the skill was average, but it was a combination of concealment, killing, and surprise, even if it was replaced by herself, it was nothing more than that.

The white shadow erects a sword, the tip of which is level with its head.

This is the etiquette of the duel.

Aisha also stood up, raising her sword, the tip of her sword and her pupils in a horizontal line.

"Long! Don't come here! ”

Aisha shouted into the darkness.

Although I don't know why, Aisha has a strong intuition that these two shadows can only exist in the light.

There's no basis, it's just intuition.

Her gaze remained fixed on the tip of the White Shadow's sword.

The white sword light flashed across her eyes, and the other party drew a sword.

At that moment, it was like electric light, and if anyone could appreciate this duel, they would feel that it was not light, but that the space had opened a crack with the movement of the white shadow.

The electric sparks swept up at the same moment, and the light that crossed Aixia's ears blocked the photoelectric blow.

Syllable.

Aiyisha struck the opponent's wrist with the tip of the sword.

This sword was fought very trickily, forcing the opponent to fight back.

A thousand lightning strikes flickered in the next moment, she didn't think about breaking the opponent's sword at all, her real purpose was to force the opponent to return the sword, and then follow up on her next attack.

However, the moment Bai Wei's blitz stabbed out, the white shadow disappeared in front of her eyes.

Then she disappeared as well.

The moment she vanished, the white sword shape had already fallen, landing where she had been standing.

Not one, but a thousand swords, falling at the same time.

This time Aisha had to defend, but how could a single sword hold off a thousand?

One can't do it, ten can't do it, it's barely okay.

Ten identical humanoids appeared, guarding eight directions, encircling the body to the death, blocking the fierce sword like a rainstorm.

Less than a fraction of a second later, a white light flickered out, and Ai Yixia's figure had rushed out like lightning, slashing in the direction she had identified.

Before summoning the clone, she saw the location of the white shadow with the peripheral vision of her eyes.

But in a few tenths of a second, in this kind of combat power, it is enough for the opponent to make a displacement, but this displacement should not be too far.

This blow Wei Qianshan was guessed by her.

The moment she rushed out, she saw the direction of light and shadow.

She guessed right.

Guessing is not Meng, guessing can only be carried out with a certain basis, and Meng's is pure luck.

In the same less than a few tenths of a second of an instant, the tip of Aixia's sword was already about to touch the body of the white shadow.

With even a fraction of a second, she would be able to pierce the White Shadow.

The tooth-aching sound of friction echoed between heaven and earth, the same sparks appeared, and the current floated in the space, like silver snakes swimming around.

"Tsk!" Ai Yixia didn't understand why the other party's return sword was so fast.

She crossed her sword and landed quickly, without choosing to attack again.

Because the moment all the skills are used up, the opponent will inevitably be greeted with a counterattack like a rainstorm.

She cocked her sword up and stared at the other closely, and the white shadow did the same.

It's the same sword technique.

Without the slightest hesitation, Bai Ying drew his sword again.

It doesn't release the ability, but rather lunges forward.

The sword in his hand was hidden behind his back.

At the moment of approaching, it accelerated again.

This time, Aisha couldn't dodge its sword strike, and the wind-like figure swept past her, and there was an extra sword mark on her body.

Her collarbone was severed.

"That's all you can do?!"

The collarbone was severed, and Aisha Ninja was in severe pain, but instead of shouting, he responded to her coldly.

A little bit of white light emanated from the surface of the earth beneath his feet.

White Shadow's left hand vanished.

Not just the hand, but half of its arm is gone.

In a staggered moment, she was cut off her collarbone, and the other party paid the price of her left arm.

The surrounding light dust recondensed, the light disappeared like a whirlpool, and the white shadow's arm grew again.

Aisha's collarbones are reconnected together.

One man and one shadow re-slashed against the sword.

Electrical sparks appeared in the air in a continuous chain, which were generated when the two swords collided.

Swords and swords are constantly intertwined.

The swords of the two men had been exchanged for ten minutes, and the electric sparks that had rubbed together had already ignited the tall grass under their feet, and the raging flames began to spread.