in her hands.

It was a scene that will be remembered in the eyes of many people.

The girl took the sword in mid-air and swung it out in the moonlight.

It's dreamlike and beautiful.

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them in amazement, and it was not until the sharp collision sound sounded that they woke up like a dream.

No, maybe don't wake up.

The scene in front of me is more violent, more crisp, but has a more crisp and crisp beauty.

It's a beauty called power.

Zhu Luan and Su Qing intersected with their swords again.

And this time, the girl's sword did not break.

Because, this sword is called Cold Moon.

"Cold Moon." The Xiliang Sword Saint, who had been silent on the high platform, suddenly spoke.

The old man's eyes were deep with white hair.

"Snow Mountain Clan."

The former treasure of the Snow Mountain Clan, after the extinction, fell into the hands of the coalition forces of the Great Zhou and Xiliang.

In the duel between the Great Zhou and the Xiliang royal family, he was won by Princess Yingluan, but in the end he was given to a five-year-old child.

And this sword was held by the girl in her hand at this time.

The cultivators who had woken up from that scene just now finally understood what had happened in the instant that had just happened.

At that critical moment, Zhu Luan only said one sentence.

That's a person's name.

Everyone thought that she finally couldn't hold it anymore and wanted to ask for help from the sidelines, and the next moment, Duan Lizheng drew his sword out of its sheath.

People want to be disconvinced, they want to be dissatisfied, they want to be despised and they want to laugh, but then all such emotions can only be frozen on their faces.

Duan Lizheng drew his sword with a snort, and the cold light rose into the sky, but it flew towards the woman.

In the air, throw the sword.

The real bright moon fell on that woman's hands.

People can't bear to miss a single cent with their eyes wide open.

Because of this girl, she didn't retreat.

The tooth-aching crunch of blades intersecting echoed through the hall, but the Netherworld couldn't move forward.

From Duan Lizheng drawing his sword to Zhu Luan receiving his sword, the whole process was unimaginably fast.

Flowing water, all in one go.

Zhu Luan grabbed Hanyue with his backhand, and Su Qing's sword couldn't take a step forward.

All sword paths are blocked.

Backhanded, one-handed, horizontal sword.

Slender body.

This scene is very shocking because of the strong contrast.

People looked at the girl holding the sword with one hand, and they were speechless in shock.

Su Qing's sword is violent.

And the sword of this woman named Zhu Ying is a net of heaven and earth.

At this moment, people clearly felt the specialness of this woman.

Why is there so much energy in it?

Why didn't she fall, why didn't she fall?

"It can't be!" Su Qing roared and slashed again!

A disciple in the Sword Pavilion exclaimed.

"Triple Heaven!"

Blocked.

Su Qing's eyes were blood-red, urging Zhenyuan, the sword intent was like rain, splitting his head and covering his face!

"Six Masters!"

Blocked.

The Bilian Sword swished in the main hall, and Su Qing's moves became faster and faster, as if she wanted to get all the secret swords of the Sword Pavilion out!

"Four Seas One!"

Blocked.

Su Qing's sword moves have not been cut off, the murderous aura is vertical and horizontal, fast and fast, it can't be faster!

The sword pavilion is as vast as a sea of swordsmanship, and a sword rises, and ten thousand laws appear together.

However.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the sword shadow in front of them.

Even more stunned, looking at the woman standing calmly in the shadow of the sword.

Dragnet.

Deserved.

There was no pause, no retreat, no downwind.

Su Qing took out the sword, and Zhu Luan returned the sword.

It's such a process.

However, she repeated the process countless times.

The night is like ink, the blue shadow is all over the sky, and the sword energy is like rain across the world!

And she, with a sword, to break it.

This is a carnival of swordsmanship, this is a shower of swordsmanship, everyone is shocked when they look at this grand picture, and more people are dumbfounded when they look at Zhu Luan's response.

The vast number of swordsmanship that Su Qing mastered made everyone admire, and it made people deeply appreciate the heritage of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

But it is precisely because of Su Qing's extensive swordsmanship that people have a deeper understanding of the horror of this girl who raises a sword to greet her.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Su Qing used forty-four sword moves one after another, of which thirteen were combos, and there were no less than ten Xiliang Secret Swords with extremely complex moves.

And all these sword moves were blocked by this girl.

Yes.

All.

There is no deviation, no hesitation.

Nothing.

Accidentally.

This is a reality that everyone expected, and neither Da Zhou Juzi nor the disciples of the Sword Pavilion could no longer refrain from taking action.

"How is that possible? She caught it? ”

"This trick has not been circulated in the rivers and lakes at all!"

"What? Can the Four Seas Sword actually be blocked in this way? ”

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion, who were originally more silent than anyone else, became the people at the table with the loudest exclamations at this time.

And Da Zhou Juzi listened to their exclamations, looked at the slender figure in the field, and his heart became more and more excited.

However, as Su Qing used more and more sword moves, the Sword Pavilion disciples gradually fell silent.

More and more silent.

Da Zhou's discussion also faded away.

The sidelines are getting quieter.

At this time, the silence is no longer shocking.

Everything in front of you has surpassed the shock itself.

People read something from the silence of the disciples of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion, and they also fell silent, quietly looking at the two women in the center of the main hall.

Compared with Su Qing, who was constantly attacking all over the audience, Zhu Luan kept standing in place and did not move.

Only raise your sword to meet each other and resolve your sword moves.

But the meaning behind everything she did was far less quiet than her movements.

The sword comes to the sword.

What stands in the way is the sword technique of the Sword Pavilion.

"Do you think this scene is familiar?"

At the table in Huizhou, Li Wenyao suddenly spoke.

His voice was very soft, but his face changed when he tried to raise a martial artist at the table.

Among them, the most complicated expression is Nianhuazang.

Nian Huazang raised his head and looked at the sidelines, and Duan Lizheng, who was standing on the sidelines with his hands, just turned around.

The two men met their eyes, each seeing the same in their own eyes.

Nian Huazang closed his eyes, and Duan Lizheng's words sounded in his ears under the peak of the hidden screen of the five songs, on the side of the high platform of the township test venue.

"Huazang, all the sword paths of your Shanmen Sword ......"

The boy said at the time.

"It may have been broken."

The path of the sword was broken.

Nian Huazang looked at Zhu Luan, who raised his sword to greet him, looking at this scene with a hint of familiarity, and there was only one thought in his heart.

This is the sword technique of the Sword Pavilion.

Even if Su Qing's sword is flawed, but this girl is blocking it, but it is the swordsmanship of the Sword Pavilion.

"Senior sister and her, it's better to fight empty-handed."

In the silence, Ruan Qing said silently.

Don't use a sword.

"Empty-handed, at least there is a realm gap."

Mo Han looked at her in horror.

My junior sister, don't make up the knife anymore.

However, Mo Han retracted his gaze, and the slender figure was reflected in his pupils.

He finally got to know her for real.

Aside from the realm, in swordsmanship, this girl is a real gold that has been tempered thousands of times.

Ruan Qing raised his head.

Look at the girl in the center of the temple.

One man, one sword.

Sweep away the injustice of the world.

She stood there with her sword in hand.

She is the king of the sword.

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