The man in purple looked at the sword shining with cold light in the white singer, and also drew his sword and stood in the wind.

"I read that you are a woman, and I will let you make three moves." The man in purple had a fluttering coat and opened his mouth gently.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Bai Wange's mouth: "Childe is afraid that he will underestimate the enemy!" After speaking, his body burst into flames, and the sword in his hand flew like a dragon, unstoppable.

Where the sword passed, the snow fluttered endlessly, and at this moment, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in a murderous aura, the man in purple frowned slightly, and his body exploded with the sword in his hand.

His body was like a purple electric light, fluttering in the snow, and although Bai Xuange's swordsmanship was sharp, it never hurt the purple-clothed man.

"One more trick!" The man in purple landed on his toes on a withered grass, his face was calm and unfazed, and his voice was as melodious as the water of Zongzong's stream.

Bai Wange's heart sank slightly, he didn't expect this person's martial arts to be so profound, and he looked gentle as jade, with a smile on his lips, and a harmless appearance to humans and animals, in fact, such a person was the most terrifying and difficult to deal with.

Bai Huangge slowly clenched the sword in his hand, a cold air flashed in his eyes, the sword walked with him, the plum blossoms embroidered on the white skirt danced, and countless sword shadows swept through the air, it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, dazzling.

This sword is the tenth sword of the Nine Swords of Snow Flower.

The purple-clothed man's jade-like face finally became solemn, this swordsmanship is exquisite, impeccable, if it weren't for his stunt "Lost Phantom", he can teleport a hundred meters away, I'm afraid he would be unable to escape death today.

However, just when countless sword shadows attacked the purple-clothed man, he quickly disappeared in place like a gust of wind, and the sharp sword in the white silk singer fell into the air, only to see a purple corner fluttering in the air, Bai Xuan Song was shocked, there are still martial arts in this world that are faster than the snowflake nine swords!

Nine swords of snowflakes came out, millions of corpses were ambushed, and blood flowed thousands of miles. However, today, the Nine Swords of Snowflake, which defeated the invincible opponent in the world, were actually dodged so easily!

Bai Huange froze in place with his sword in his hand, stunned as he watched the purple-clothed corner being chased by the wind in the snow, and his heart was suddenly stirred up by a thousand waves.

Losing his mind in the decisive battle is a taboo for martial artists, just when Bai Huange was panicking, the man in purple had already stepped on the wind with a sword, and his light eyes were full of murderous intent.

"The three moves have passed, today I will do the right thing for heaven!" The gentle voice of the man in purple was mixed with imperceptible fierceness.

Bai Huange sensed that the crisis was coming, and hurriedly turned around and swung his sword straight up, resisting the earth-shattering sword of the man in purple the second before it slashed her body.

"Sonorous!"

The tips of the swords collided, the sword qi soared into the sky, the snow around them rose one after another, and the surrounding birds were also killed by the sharp sword qi, and they died tragically on the snow, which was shocking.

The sword in the white silk singer gradually bent, and the body was forced to retreat by the terrifying internal strength of the man in purple, leaving deep scratches on the snow as the white silk song's toes slashed across the ground.

The purple-clothed man bullied up, watching Bai Huange continue to retreat to reduce the strength she was bearing, and immediately admired her, she was just a first-order female streamer, but she forced him to use the Lost Phantom, and he used a sword with ninety percent of his strength, she was not only undefeated, but also able to retreat as advance, such strength was really eye-opening to him.

The sharp sword qi blew Bai Huange's cheeks painfully, if the confrontation continued like this, she would be defeated sooner or later, so her body spun in the air, and used the sword in her right hand against the sword in the purple-clothed man's hand, and a white silk flew out of the cuff between the swirls in her left hand, binding the man, taking the opportunity to withdraw the sword in her right hand, and quickly stabbed the man in the chest.

The man in purple was shocked, he didn't seem to expect Bai Xuan Ge to have such a move, looking at the tip of the sword cutting through the air flow and attacking violently, the man in purple exerted his internal strength, with a shout, the white silk that bound him was shattered and scattered, his body burst up like a leather ball, and his feet kicked on the hilt of the sword in the white silk singer with the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and the sword in her hand flew out.

There was a burst of numbness in Bai Wange's right hand, and his body quickly fell back, and the man in purple swung his sword upward, wanting to take the opportunity to abolish Bai Huange.

Just as the sword approached Bai Wange's shoulder, the veil on Bai Wange's face was fluttered away by Sen Han's sword qi, and the beautiful thrilling face was exposed to his eyes like this, but he was calm and free and detached, but at this moment, his mind rippled.

The sharp sword that stabbed at her body couldn't help but retract, looking at the distant mountains like a brow, looking at the faint clear eyes, looking at the unpainted lips, even though this face exuded a prohibitive coldness, he still couldn't help but want to explore.

Bai Xuange took the opportunity to grasp the fallen sword and stabbed the cold sword towards his body with an expressionless face.

"Whew!" The sharp sword pierced into his chest, and was quickly pulled out of his body by Bai Huange, and a stream of blood also spurted out.

However, Bai Huange quickly swept away with a bleeding sword, and quickly disappeared into the white snow.

The man in purple looked at the wound on his chest in a daze, a sharp pain came, he looked at the drops of blood sprinkled on the snow, slowly covered his hand with the wound, looked at the direction of her departure with a complicated expression, and soon, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the snow.

It was the only time he was injured and didn't want to kill him.

……

Bai Huange came to the water and clouds, it was getting late, after a big battle, she walked by the ice lake with a tired face, but her heart was full of thoughts, the man in purple just now could dodge the nine swords of Xuehua, then his strength should be on par with the master, if he hadn't attacked him when he was distracted just now, I am afraid that she would have died now.

Could it be that in the three years hidden between the water and clouds, the masters born outside have been like clouds? Bai Xuange pondered.

Bai thought of the strong martial arts night shadow, and his heart was puzzled, judging from his martial arts and courage, his identity must be extraordinary, but why did he save her three times and twice, and what was his purpose?

Now, even a seemingly innocent and helpless little girl wants to win her sympathy and take the opportunity to kill her, what can she believe?

There's really no one in this world to be trusted except herself, isn't it?

Bai Huange had already walked to the peach blossom forest with the basket when she was thinking, and as soon as she looked up, she saw him standing in white in the moonlight staring, Bai Huange's face was stunned, and she couldn't help but hold the hand holding the basket a little tighter.

"You're back." Night's weak voice was faintly concerned.

"Your body is still very weak, how can you blow the wind here?" Bai Huangge suppressed the thoughts in his heart and slowly stepped into the peach forest.

"I haven't seen you come back, so I came to this peach blossom forest to wait for you." There are peach blossom branches hanging on the shoulders of the night night, and there is something fleeting in those deep eyes like the sea, which makes people can't grasp it but can't help but want to peep, and people can't help but sleep in it unconsciously.