Tianyuan held the sword in his hand, flew up, and stabbed at Long Xiang'er, Long Xiang'er didn't know when an extra sword appeared in his hand, and he blocked Tianyuan's attack with a raised hand.

"It's too slow! Look at the move!" Long Xiang'er snorted, the lotus step under her feet moved slightly, and her body reached the side of Tianyuan, and at the same time, the sword flower flicked to the side, and then Long Xiang'er took advantage of the situation to flip her wrist, and the blade whistled towards Tianyuan's choked throat.

Tianyuan secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly bowed down, the blade of the sword slashed along the tip of Tianyuan's nose, and at the same time brought a strand of Tianyuan's hair, Long Xiang'er's sword edge turned, from horizontal to vertical chop, and beckoned towards Tianyuan's lower abdomen.

Tianyuan hurriedly lay on the ground, rolled on the spot with one, and rolled out of the battle circle directly.

"Senior sister, you are really playing!" A little sweat broke out on Tianyuan's forehead, and there was a little warlike intent in his words.

"Kung fu is not a fist embroidered leg, kung fu is a killing technique, there is no worry about life, there will always be luck in practice, how can you practice kung fu well?" Long Xiang'er changed her playfulness and looked at Tianyuan with a straight face.

"Okay! That junior brother is like a senior sister asking for advice, you and I can decide both victory and defeat and life and death, senior sister!

"That's what you want! Come on!" Long Xiang'er played a sword flower, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at Tianyuan's eyebrows.

Tianyuan flew up, the qi in his body erupted, and the phantom sword dance was used, Long Xiang'er greeted him, and a sword stabbed Tianyuan's chest, but Tianyuan who was stabbed did not show a painful look, and no blood flowed out.

Long Xiang'er was not surprised, she knew that the one in front of her was just a phantom, and the phantom sword dance was not only a sword move, but even the body technique was also real and illusory.

At this moment, a sword stabbed at Long Xiang'er's waist, Long Xiang'er seemed to have eyes on her back, holding the sword like a back, and the tip of Tianyuan's sword was blocked by Long Xiang'er's sword body, and Long Xiang'er also took advantage of the situation to fly out.

"Senior sister, be careful!" At this time when Long Xiang'er flew out, Tianyuan followed in a cold voice.

Long Xiang'er's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Tianyuan's sword in front of her.

"Bell Bell Bell ......" The sword stabbed Long Xiang'er didn't pay attention to it, but used the sword to block his left chest, and sure enough, the sword that pierced the door disappeared faintly when it came to Long Xiang'er, phantom!

And next, Long Xiang'er's sword completely blocked the twenty-one swords of Tianyuan.

After Tianyuan used up the twenty-one swords of the Phantom Sword Dance, he turned over and retreated, looking at the little beauty in front of him with a somewhat disordered breath.

"Twenty-one swords! My God, you were able to stab twenty-one swords when you first stood!" Long Xiang'er said with some surprise as she covered her small mouth.

"Senior sister, is there anything wrong?" Tianyuan blushed a little, after all, Master Zhao was able to stab one hundred and eight swords in the phantom of five or six swords!

"It's nothing, it's just that it feels like a miracle that you can practice the Phantom Sword Dance on the first day, and after you practice, you can actually stab out twenty-one swords, my God, there is no one as talented as you among the disciples of Lingyin Mountain!" Long Xiang'er said with some envy.

"Hmm, what's the matter? Listening to the meaning of Senior Sister's words, it seems that I'm not too stupid?" Tianyuan said with some doubts.

"Oh! what a stupid thing! it's a genius!" Long Xiang'er said angrily.

"There are very few ordinary disciples who can realize the Phantom Sword Dance, even if they can understand a little bit of fur, it would be good to be able to cast one sword and two swords, I have been learning the Phantom Sword Dance for five years, and now I can use more than seventy swords in the Phantom, I think when I first learned it, I could only stab two swords in one phantom, I was very happy at the time, but I didn't seem to be satisfied with your appearance. Long Xiang'er said with some jealousy.

"Uh...... It's a little bit unsatisfying......"

"Stinky boy, look at the sword! Phantom Sword Dance! Take a good look at me!" Seeing that Tianyuan was still dissatisfied with such an achievement, Long Xiang'er was annoyed, she danced her graceful posture and stabbed at Tianyuan, Tianyuan didn't dare to be careless, and concentrated on feeling Long Xiang'er's sword momentum.

Long Xiang'er's attack is not as single as Tianyuan's, with fists in the sword, with feet in the fist, a set of five or six swords that seem to be simple to beat down Long Xiang'er, but in fact, more than seventy swords have made Tianyuan block most of them, but there are still six swords, seven punches, and eight feet, hitting Tianyuan, as if laughing at the phantom sword dance of Tianyuan, the twenty-one swords, and in the end, Long Xiang'er was grabbed and pressed to the ground and couldn't move.

"Thief! If you want to kill, you will kill! Why humiliate this master! Since I am here, I will disturb your life as a ghost!"

Suddenly, Tianyuan felt like he was being slapped the back of the head.

"Ouch! you...... Masters...... Why are you riding on me?" Tianyuan asked in surprise as he looked at Long Xiang'er, who was pressing himself underneath.

"You still ask me, have you forgotten what you said to yourself just now?" Long Xiang'er looked at Tianyuan angrily.

Tianyuan thought about it carefully, as if he had just entered a kind of desperate fight with an enemy who had a deep blood feud with him, and the role played by Long Xiang'er was that enemy, and he seemed to have said a lot of things that were not very good.

Thinking of this Tianyuan, he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, and hurriedly made amends to Long Xiang'er: "What's that, senior sister, why don't we get up and talk first...... You take your thighs away, I'm still a little uncomfortable with these two big white legs in front of my eyes......"

Speaking of the thighs, Tianyuan noticed that the big white legs that pressed him were white and flawless, without a single flaw, white and red, puffy, very good-looking, and remembered his thighs that began to grow leg hair, and couldn't help sighing, couldn't help but pull out his hand, and stroked it on the big white legs, feeling the warm and slippery touch brought by Long Xiang'er's big white legs, which made Tianyuan wonder in his heart, what brand of shower gel did the senior sister use, and she would do it herself a little later!

Of course, Tianyuan only cares about shower gel! Or do you think he's just a teenager after all! How can he have so many dirty thoughts in his head! That's right, it's you! Look at what!

Tianyuan thinks so, but Long Xiang'er doesn't think so, after all, she is a few years older than Tianyuan, and she also has a vague understanding of the affairs of men and women, when Tianyuan touched her thigh, she was stunned at first, and then exclaimed "Ah!" After getting up and kicking Tianyuan's lower abdomen, Tianyuan kicked Tianyuan on the ground and slid for more than ten meters before stopping.

And she herself was full of red faces, and ran away with a "whoosh......