The sword intent suddenly converged.

In an instant, the pure white figure appeared in front of Shirokumar, and the sword only had a little light left, and the only and pure light was in front of the girl in white, hitting the mosaic-like barrier that the other party had lit up.

That's the rule.

The rules of this worldly realm.

This world has given Shirokumar the rule of 'immortality' that can never be broken, so the girl still smiled and waited, looking at the sword light that passed away in an instant, looking at this young man who was deeply remembered.

The boy let out a low grin.

The fragrance is intense.

Stepping forward, he felt the terrifying thoughts that came from the inexplicable void descending on him, and at the same time, there was an extremely cold coldness. But Ye Ran understood that it was not his sword intent, it was the sword intent that belonged to the young man who was also dressed in white, but was extremely far away.

Cold, but different from the original insignificant coldness of the teenager, it is the coldness that really freezes into the bone marrow, and directly deprives people of all the coldness of resistance.

Simple and pure.

That thought moved with his wrist, Ye Ran did not resist that thought, but was even more intoxicated with it, this kind of close experience of the opponent's sword intent is really extremely rare and extremely rare.

However, his memory, his body, and his instincts did not engrave this young man's swordsmanship.

Therefore, what was produced in his hands at this moment was the Thirteen Swords of Death.

The fourteenth sword.

The fourteenth sword, which is completely different, with the sword intent of the youth, the sword comes out, just looking at it brings a spontaneous awe, the green light rises suddenly, it is Ye Ran's sword qi, but it is not Ye Ran's sword qi, this is the sword qi driven by the sword intent of the youth.

The originally fierce sword qi was condensed into an extremely simple thing at this moment under the young man's mind.

Kill!

Other than that, nothing exists.

All the minds were repeating this word, and his body was adjusted a lot, and at the moment it was completely born for this word.

The sound of the impact was non-existent, because before the impact, his sword had passed through the barrier and reached the throat of the emerald white girl, which was a sword faster than consciousness.

These are the fourteen swords cast under the sword intent of Ximen Fuxue.

Not even a chance to react!

The sword entered, and the crimson data flew up.

Without hesitation, the sword pierced into the girl's throat, and even before penetrating, the girl still had a light smile on her face, and seemed to have fully accepted her fate.

Looking at the sword blade that suddenly appeared under her nose, glowing with blue light, the smile on the girl's face quietly disappeared, and she returned to indifference, indifferently looking at the long sword in her throat, her eyes began to tremble, and a large amount of data kept refreshing.

Crackling, there was a sudden explosion in the sky, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, and the irregular twisting attack struck straight towards the young man, but it only hit the corner of the young man's clothes that were rapidly retreating.

On that slender throat, red points of light kept entanglement with mixed data, it was the rules of this world that were constantly expelling the indifferent sword intent that permeated Shirokuma's wounds.

The eyes are changing.

The originally clear and translucent cyan eyes began to be gradually stained with a touch of crimson, and while repairing the wound, the original light in her eyes began to gradually fall, sinking into nothingness.

Dark red ethereal eyes.

The hollow that is completely above everyone else.

The girl has changed, and all eyes can clearly feel this change.

"Ah, have you come out, it's been a long time, the seed of the holy stone?"

The tip of the sword hung down, pointing at the ground at will, and the sword intent of Ximen Blowing Snow gradually faded, but the fierceness that remained in Ye Ran's heart never disappeared, it was something that belonged to the swordsman, and no one could seize and change it.

“……”

The dark red eyes didn't answer, just looked at Xia Ye Ran, and then raised his hand to touch the data on the wound that had begun to heal gradually in his throat, wiped it lightly, wrapped a red wound around his fingertips, stretched out his tongue and licked it.

"I see, it's really this strength."

Different from the brisk girl's voice before, the girl at this moment, no, the voice of the Sacred Stone Seed echoed in this space with a low voice.

The players are at a loss for what is unfolding in front of them, but Ye Ran, who is focused on the other party, is also a more reassuring thing for them, although they always feel that some inexplicable situations will happen every time they meet Ye Ran.

The red and white girl pressed her head, a touch of pain hit her mind again, Asuna always had a sense of familiarity when she heard Ye Ran's words, and the girl in front of her who was obviously in an abnormal state also made some things in her memory begin to faintly surface.

What is it?

No, I can't remember.

Then dig deeper!

No one paid attention to Asuna's abnormality, and the girl endured the sharp pain and continued to pay attention to what was in front of her.

The empty eyes looked at Ye Ran, and there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes.

"A long time ago, I wondered why I would land on that world."

However, as if in an interest, the Seed of the Holy Stone that occupied the shell of Xiluokuma looked at Ye Ran, but began to say some words without permission, maybe for it, this was the first time that she could communicate with a person on an equal footing, or perhaps, some words had long been hidden in her heart, and she was unhappy.

"I thought my memories were real, but since I was able to modify their so-called memories, I realized that maybe my memories were also false."

"Is that memory of dying in battle real? I'm starting to get skeptical. ”

"Once there is a sign of this kind of thing, then the follow-up things can't stop."

"So if the memories I had before I woke up didn't exist at all, why did I come from and why I existed?"

"I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't come up with an answer."

"However, when you comprehended the 'sword intent' thing, I suddenly understood one thing."

"Your share of strength is the enemy."

"I thought I was preparing for what was expected to be an endless battlefield for that wish, but I misjudged again."

At this point, it suddenly closed its lips, and for the first time in its ethereal eyes, which were supposed to be nothing, there was emotion, anger.

"I thought you existed for me."

"But I didn't expect that I existed for you!"

"I made a decision."

"Who is behind you, I will definitely find out!"

Ye Ran was silent, and then smiled faintly.

What is the real reason for his hijacking in this battle that has lasted for hundreds of years?

What's behind this system?

He doesn't care, he doesn't care.

There was only one thing he wanted to do.

Strong.

Stronger.

Climb to the pinnacle of swordsman and become the supreme swordsman.

Out of the sword, the rapid sword pierced the air in an instant, with a cold sword intent, everyone's naked eyes lost this white figure in the blink of an eye, and only a leisurely and swaying silver-white long sword remained between heaven and earth with an idle trajectory towards the girl with dark red eyes.

Fourteen swords.