Pei Ruyu narrowed her eyes.

The young man's thin figure stood in the middle of the street, although it was already spring, but the cold had not completely faded, and the wind blowing through the street was cool, the young man's face was cold, and it actually gave Pei Ruyu a trace of inexplicable unease.

It was difficult for him to understand where this uneasiness came from, perhaps it was only due to his scruples, so the best way to eliminate the uneasiness and scruples was naturally to make the boy a dead man.

In the cold wind.

Pei Ruyu stood in front of the mansion with her hands behind her back.

The lonely figure of the young man stood in the middle of the street, with nothing but a sword in his hand and a sword behind him.

Pei Ruyu sensed the chaotic aura that appeared in the heavens and the earth.

The source came from the young man.

Although he was a little surprised, he still didn't take it seriously, if a mere monk from the lower realm could pose a threat to him, then he didn't know how many times he had been killed in Yingshui Town.

And in the next moment, Li Mengzhou's whole person jumped high, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the cold sword blade reflected the snow light, the sword body smashed to the ground, swaying countless dust and sand, the sand and gravel were suspended around him, and with his right arm flicking lightly, the sand and gravel accompanied the sword blade and roared towards Pei Ruyu.

The wind is rushing.

The sound of colliding with the grit is mixed together, and it is like a ghost crying, which makes the scalp tingle.

Pei Ruyu's face even had a hint of ridicule on her face at this time.

The hands behind his back slowly lowered, and his right hand was raised, facing the inside of the mansion door.

Airplanes......

A trembling sword roar rang out.

Not for a moment.

A sword flew out of the mansion gate, and Pei Ruyu held it tightly in his hand.

This is something that the Cheng Artistic Cultivator can do, mainly by mental power control, and there is a clear difference from the natal sword of sword cultivation.

The natal sword can enhance the combat power of sword cultivation, such as the arm and finger.

And ordinary monks are just taking things out of the air.

And due to the level of cultivation and the limited distance of mental power, if the items are too far apart, it will not be possible.

And because the natal sword of the sword cultivator is in line with the sword master's mind, no matter how far apart it is, it can be manipulated at will.

As soon as Pei Ruyu held the sword in his hand, there was a sudden change in the field.

The gravel that flew to the front was wrapped in sword qi, and when it was within half a meter of Pei Ruyu, it suddenly trembled, and the gravel separated, turning into a dusty sword in the blink of an eye.

Li Mengzhou's steps did not pause at all, and the dark green sword in his hand picked up and pointed, and the countless dust swords that could be suspended in mid-air for a short time that could ignore the passage of time stabbed out like lightning.

Pei Ruyu was taken aback, the long sword in his hand suddenly glowed with dazzling light, and with a sweep of the sword, countless sparks erupted.

And the mansion gate behind Pei Ruyu was in trouble.

It was pierced by a dusty sword and collapsed in an instant.

The soft sound of popping is endless.

The wide wooden door burst open, and a cloud of sawdust and dust erupted.

The gate of Pei's Mansion was destroyed in an instant.

The whistling wind blew past Pei Ruyu's ears.

His face changed slightly.

It gradually became gloomy.

He silently looked back at the door of his mansion, then looked down at his broken robe, and even showed blood marks on his arms.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Reaching out and touching his left cheek, bright red blood stains appeared in front of him.

He also has a striking scar on the left side of his face.

Against the backdrop of blood, his expression looked extremely hideous.

"It's really good. ”

Pei Ruyu laughed angrily, looked at Li Mengzhou and said ruthlessly: "No one has let me bleed for a long time, it seems that I have indeed enjoyed a lot of happiness, but my reaction has become a little sluggish, and it is really a shame to be injured by a junior who promised to go down." ”

Li Mengzhou's expression was calm, when he started to run with a sword, his body was against the wind, his robe was hunting, his hair was flying backwards, he held the sword in both hands, and when he stepped on the stone steps in front of Pei's mansion, his figure jumped high again, and a sword smashed down on Pei Ruyu's face.

Pei Ruyu held the sword in his right hand, raised his head slightly, looked at Li Mengzhou who was approaching with cold eyes, and with a slight turn of his wrist, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared on the sword body, which was uncertain, like ripples in water, and like heavy rain, accompanied by a muffled sound of rolling thunder.

"Chengyi upper realm and Chengyi lower realm, although there is only a word difference, but there is a mountain and river in the middle, how difficult it is to go over the mountains and mountains in a vain breath, today it will make you realize what a sad choice you made to appear in Yingshui Town. ”

There was a soft snort.

The long sword shrouded in white light in his hand suddenly dimmed, and the blade of the sword flowed for a moment, and then he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it upwards violently.

Bright white rays reappear.

Li Mengzhou, who was in mid-air, subconsciously narrowed his eyes, but the trend of the sword that fell did not decrease.

Sonor!

The sound of the two swords clashing rang out.

The eardrum of the person who was shocked was painful.

Pei Ruyu's sword stabbed Li Mengzhou's chest, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

Li Mengzhou still maintained the action of smashing the sword, and his figure was still in mid-air, as if he had been pierced by a sword and hung on it.

At least that's what Pei Ruyu thinks at this moment.

But he soon notices that something is wrong.

Because his sword did not pierce Li Mengzhou's chest, but was blocked out of his clothes.

Li Mengzhou sneered back.

Swinging his sword sharply, he slashed at Pei Ruyu's head.

Pei Ruyu didn't have time to think, he instantly drew his sword and shot it, with a crisp snap, Li Mengzhou's sword did not fall after all, and his figure flew straight upside down.

Looking at Li Mengzhou, who fell on the other side of the street, Pei Ruyu's face was slightly cold.

He was still wondering what was going on with that scene just now.

Obviously, a sword stabbed the other party, why did it break but not enter?

This was obviously something he could not understand.

Li Mengzhou crashed into the wall across the street, smashed the thick wall into cracks, held the black green sword to support his body, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale for a moment, and he began to be congested, and when he opened his mouth, he spurted out a large pool of blood.

Although Pei Ruyu's sword was blocked by the black silkworm armor, the force was really bombarded on his body, if it was just an external force, a body that had been tempered by a medicinal bath would only feel pain, but unfortunately Pei Ruyu's sword was mixed with mental power, and it directly penetrated the body and injured the internal organs.

The medicinal bath is tempered by the whole body, and naturally includes the internal organs, but most of the medicinal power is hidden in the limbs, according to Long Lao's once vague statement, only when Li Mengzhou continues to become stronger, the medicinal power can be maximized, obviously with his current strength, the effect of the medicinal bath quenching is only reflected in the external bones.

And Pei Ruyu's last horizontal sword slap action was also not small, which was equivalent to not giving Li Mengzhou time to react, and he suffered a double blow.

If it were an ordinary Chengyi Lower Realm cultivator, these two swords would be enough to kill.

Li Mengzhou just vomited blood, although it seemed that he vomited a lot, but in fact, the physique tempered by the medicinal bath still played a great role, at least it saved his life.

He knelt on one knee, supported himself with his sword, and simply rested for a while, gradually calming down the churning of qi and blood, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling.

His face turned pale again, but his eyes were resolute.

He stood up with both hands on the hilt of his sword, and his body trembled slightly.

His purpose was to kill Pei Ruyu.

And it's only one night.

No one will help him, and it is impossible to stall for time to avoid the war.

He believed that Xue Wangwu must have been watching this scene somewhere.

I also believe that if he really wants to die, Xue Wangwu will definitely take action.

But he didn't want that.

Even if you know you can't beat it, you can't retreat.

It is precisely because of this that death can be deeply felt.

In the desperate situation of life and death in the desert, only by persevering can we find an oasis.

He had to wait for that moment to come.

After all, Pei Ruyu is a master who can break through to the peak with only one kick in the door, far from being comparable to Nan Sheng, who had just broken into the upper realm at that time, maybe he is not as good as the young man next to Taijing, but he is already infinitely close.

He was confident that he could win against Nan Sheng, who had just broken through the realm, but he didn't have any confidence in the face of the young man, and Pei Ruyu was between the two, Li Mengzhou thought that he could still give it a go.

Li Mengzhou's current strength is only equal to that of Zhang Chong, a general in the military department, that time because of Qingyi's help, and this time, he can only rely on himself.

Between heaven and earth.

The wind is loud.

Everything is small.

Li Mengzhou stood firm, took a deep breath, and dragged the black green sword towards Pei Ruyu again.

Pei Ruyu squinted her eyes and looked at him silently.

If Li Mengzhou brought him an accident before, then now he is calm again.

Because he could clearly see that Li Mengzhou's aura had greatly weakened compared to before.

Since he came to Yingshui Town, he basically hasn't made any more moves, except for the methods of cultivation that he showed when threatening those wealthy merchants.

Even if it's just three years.

However, if you are a cultivator and have not used a sword again for three years, you may be able to cultivate your glory and become stronger, but it definitely does not include those who only care about indulging in wealth.

Pei Ruyu knew very well that he was weaker than those cultivators who were close to the peak of the same realm, but he was still very confident that he could kill the cultivators who had just broken through to the upper realm at will, and the young man in front of him, who only promised to cultivate in the lower realm, could hurt him, and still be alive, and continue to shoot his sword at him, which was already rare.

But that doesn't mean the boy can kill him.

It's just a little bit longer.

It's getting dark.

The wind is more urgent.

The temperature is lower.

The heat of the sword slash became more and more intense.

There was a constant burst of sneering in the air.

The pale young man, although he was not so pale because of his skin color, the power of his sword every time he struck out was not pale at all, but very powerful.

Although his body was injured, his mental power was still full.

So his sword is also getting stronger and stronger.

The more Pei Ruyu hit, the more surprised she felt.

His telekinesis had begun to dry up.

Physical strength has also decreased.

Even at a certain moment, he found that his legs trembled, and although he recovered quickly, it was already a sign that he was about to be pushed to the limit.

He was amazed.

It is unheard of for a teenager who is only willing to cultivate in the lower realm to be able to do this.