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Move it with false feelings.

Tempting them to make huge profits.

Yan Chixia has seen a lot of winds and waves, and her tenacity is far beyond ordinary people, and she is obviously not able to say a few words casually.

So if you want to take him for your own use, the best way is to lure him to your advantage.

As a seeker, when he finds that his way is not alone, can he still be unmoved?

Anyway, Xiao Yu didn't believe it.

"Although I don't know what inheritance you have obtained, the path of cultivation is a complete and extensive system, and it is far from being able to be summarized in a sword book."

"Here's an example." Xiao Yu said softly, "In ancient times, there was Peng Zushou's 800 years ......."

"Peng Zu?" Yan Chixia's eyes widened, "That Peng Zu who lived for eight hundred years?" Is there anyone in this world who can live that long? ”

"Although the world loves a lot of groundless things, this thing is true, and isn't it the same with your sword codex."

Xiao Yu changed his words, and did not give him a chance to continue to ask, and said:

"Do you know that there are three major cultivation holy places in the world, namely Immortal Sword Shu Mountain, Cangwu Kunlun, and Immortal Island Penglai?"

"Do you know that Qi cultivation is divided into five layers, one step at a time, and those who become Jindan will live for eight hundred years?"

"Do you know that there is a peerless sword immortal, but you can take people's heads thousands of miles away, such as probing for things?"

“……”

The impact of these words was so great that it was like a yellow joke on a little monk who adhered to the rules, and it shook Yan Chixia to two steps back.

He was dumbfounded for a while before taking a deep breath and said coldly:

“…… A certain family has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and has never heard such nonsense! ”

Xiao Yu smiled, not in a hurry, just flicked his fingers, returned the sword to him, and said: "I am a disciple of Shushan, if you want to get a glimpse of the real avenue, you can come to find me." ”

Yan Chixia's eyes flickered, she put her sword back into its sheath, and turned to leave in silence.

However, Yan Chixia only walked outside the door, and heard a loud laugh coming from afar: "Yan Chixia, I can be regarded as looking for you, see where you are hiding today!" ”

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, I saw a man stepping on the wall, like an eagle spreading its wings, flying towards him.

"Xiahou Ming, it's you again." Yan Chixia's brows furrowed.

"This is the Xiahou swordsman who received the lunch box when he appeared?" Xiao Yu looked over with interest.

This person is slightly younger than Yan Chixia, about early thirties, in the prime of life, thick shoulders and round waist, strong and fierce, although there is pride in his words and deeds, but he is not impetuous, but has a calm taste, and his palms are even thicker, and he seems to have grasped the target steadily, unless his arm is cut off, he will not let go.

Xiahou swordsman swept into the middle of the field, a pair of eyes fell on Yan Chixia, and said with a fierce fighting spirit:

"Yan Chixia, when you fought with the sword, you narrowly defeated me by half a move, I was quite unconvinced!"

"Just because of this breath in my chest, in the past two years, I haven't eaten well and drunk unpleasantly!"

"So we must compete again, so that the world knows who is the real number one swordsman in the world!"

The reason why Yan Chixia wandered the rivers and lakes at the beginning was because he was not angry for a while and killed the gentry, which shows that he was also a hot-blooded character, but later he got the supreme sword spectrum and knew the mystery of cultivating qi, so he gradually converged a lot.

It's a pity that he was confused by Xiao Yu's flickering just now, and at this moment, when he saw the Xiahou swordsman who looked like a dog skin plaster, he came to provoke again, only to feel a wave of irritability rushing to his head, and couldn't help but snort coldly:

"That Yan will convince you to lose today, don't bother me again in the future!"

"Good, good!"

Xiahou Swordsman laughed, "Just what I want!" I can't ask for it. ”

When he said the word "ask", the whole person was already bursting out, like a raging wind, surging forward.

The long sword stabbed silently in the air, kissing Yan Chixia's throat like a poisonous snake!

The speed was so fast that there was even a faint afterimage behind him, and the tail note of "De" had not dissipated, and his whole person had already rushed to the front of Yan Chixia.

"Slash!"

Xiahou swordsman shouted, and a sword aura rose to the sky, piercing through the sky, emitting a clear and sharp sword sound.

The long sword slashed horizontally, slashing out a rainbow of sword qi like a terrifying dragon, like the Milky Way falling straight down from nine heavens, sweeping down.

The cold wind blew the hibiscus all over the pond swaying.

Yan Chixia didn't dare to slack off, drew her sword in her hand, and handed it out with her backhand.

Bite!

A small spark burst out, and the piercing sound of gold and iron resonated for miles.

In the cold morning light.

On the open space in the south garden of Lanruo Temple, the two figures killed together, and between the lightning and stone fire, they had already exchanged dozens of blows.

Even in Xiao Yu's opinion, the swordsmanship of these two people is quite good.

Although the swordsmanship of these two people is not magnificent, it is honed between life and death, and it belongs to the real sword of killing.

There is no gorgeous atmosphere and ever-changing in the swordsmanship, some are just the simplest, the simplest, and the purest strength and speed, which can be called back to the basics to the extreme, and if you are not careful, someone will die.

"Yan Chixia, I will defeat you today!" Xiahou swordsman shook his spirits and looked up to the sky and roared.

The long sword crossed the air, and the sharp sword qi tore through the air, emitting a piercing scream, drawing an arc trajectory, like a meteor crossing the sky in the dark night, brilliant and dazzling.

He suddenly turned into an afterimage, swirling rapidly around Yan Chixia, and the sword light flashed, like lightning and lightning, intertwined into a piece of silver sword light.

Yan Chixia also had her hair open, and the long sword in her hand danced rapidly, and the sword qi roared for a while, endlessly.

"Zheng!"

The two swords clashed, the invisible energy soared wildly, and the raging and rolling hurricane blew up the sky full of fallen leaves, splashing outward with the two people as the center, and the momentum was amazing.

"Come again!" This guy screamed, reflexively slashed again, and the sword light in his hand became more and more urgent.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! ”

The aftermath of the sword qi escaped again, but I saw sparks splashing in mid-air, like pear blossoms blooming, continuous, endless.

In the blink of an eye, the two have already exchanged hundreds of moves.

Xiahou swordsman's face turned red, and another sword slashed, and the sword light turned into a waterfall, brushing down out of thin air, as if the mountains collapsed and the Milky Way rolled upside down.

Yan Chixia took a step back as expected, obviously rushing forward quickly, but the next moment she violated the laws of physics, and retreated in an incredible way, without a slight delay or pause in the middle.

From extreme movement to extreme quiet, the transformation of this guy is easy.

Waiting for the momentum of the Xiahou swordsman to fall, Yan Chixia moved again, her body brought a vague afterimage, and a sword was handed out.

"Whew!"

It was such an ordinary sword, but it gave people a lot of pressure, and where the sword blade passed, the powerful energy suddenly triggered with the momentum of a landslide and tsunami, and the air seemed to be ignited in an instant.

Xiahou's swordsman's face changed, and he tried his best to block it with his sword.

"Boom!"

There was a bang in the air, and the strong wind that was set off escaped in a frenzied manner, like thunder.

The next moment, the two figures flickered one by one, and finally retreated.

On Xiahou Yuan's shoulder, a foot-long wound suddenly appeared, and blood splattered.

Xiahou Swordsman was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice:

“…… I lost. ”

dared to act, and did not play tricks because he lost, but let Xiao Yugao look at him.

After a fight, the anger in Yan Chixia's heart was vented, and he said lightly:

"Your swordsmanship is actually half a pound and eight taels with me, but you are too angry, sword and sword killing, and the heart of fame is too heavy, in order to compete for the name of the world's first swordsman, you always want to keep attacking, and it is normal to lose."

Xiahou Swordsman was silent, turned around and was about to leave, but at this time, Xiao Yu, who had been watching the play beside him, suddenly spoke:

"Wait!"

Both looked at him at the same time.

Xiao Yu looked at Xiahou Ming and said with a slight smile:

"Do you want to do something for me?"

Xiahou Swordsman rolled his eyes and said coldly:

"I, Xiahou Ming, have been walking the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and I just want to become the strongest swordsman in the world, what are you, and you want to recruit me?"

The corners of Xiao Yu's mouth twitched.

Oh, you've got a good face, right?

Like you, who can't survive the opening, don't be too arrogant.

Xiao Yu lowered his eyelids and said lightly:

"Heh, you also want to be the strongest swordsman in the world? Why? With your usual swordsmanship? ”

"What did you say?!" Xiahou Ming was furious, and directly drew his sword in his hand, full of murderous energy.

Even Yan Chixia looked at Xiao Yu with a dark face.

He had just fought with Xiahou Ming for hundreds of rounds before he could gain the upper hand, if Xiahou Ming's swordsmanship was ordinary, then wouldn't he be just as good?

Xiao Yu pulled out the saber on his waist, pulled a sword flower at random, and said:

"I said that your swordsmanship is usually tight, and it is really unsightly, why, are you not convinced? If you're not convinced, let me teach you how to use a sword. ”

“……”

The air fell silent suddenly.

Xiahou Ming glared at Xiao Yu, and was so angry that he trembled all over.

As a swordsman, his own swordsmanship is his greatest pride! At this moment, he was pointed at by a young man and said that the swordsmanship was ordinary and unsightly, which made him, who had always been arrogant, how could he endure it, how could he endure it!

"How dare you insult me like this! Today is either your death or my life! ”

This person is obviously also a violent temper, and he kills him directly if he doesn't agree with him.

With this move, the anger and sword intent that had been accumulated just now suddenly erupted like a volcano, surging out, and the murderous aura around him seemed to be condensed into substance, roaring and gushing.

Airplanes!

A palpitating whisper resounded through the sky.

The rippling sword light flashed, as if the mountains collapsed, and like lightning tearing the night sky, it came to Xiao Yu in an instant, and he was beheaded on the spot.

This sword was made by Xiahou Ming with anger, and he actually broke through on the spot, fusing his spirit and spirit into a sword, and vaguely touched the legendary supreme sword realm!

In the face of this divine sword, even Yan Chixia next to her changed her complexion slightly, only feeling that this sword was really magical, and the power was difficult to guess, and she subconsciously gave birth to a sense of insignificance that was difficult to resist.

However, at this time, Xiao Yu finally moved.

Under Yan Chixia's gaze, he raised his right hand, without the slightest smell of fireworks, as if he was in the bamboo forest in summer, splashing ink with a pen, and gently handed the sword in his hand out. )