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Xiahou Wushuang did not dodge or dodge, and the light of the immortal golden body shone brightly, facing Merlin's iron sword.

A tooth-souring sound sounded in the air, and the blade of the Xuantie Knife slashed on the golden body, like slashing on an iron wall, sputtering out Dao sparks, but it didn't break the defense! However, it blocked Xiahou Wushuang's attack and shook her back half a step.

"What a strong defense!"

Merlin was secretly surprised, he used eighty percent of his strength with this knife, and he originally thought that he could shatter the golden body, but he didn't expect to cut out only one crack.

Xiahou Wushuang was even more surprised, her sword came first, but Merlin's knife came first, she knew that it was a cut worse than Merlin in speed with just one move, and more importantly, she was actually directly shocked back, you know, the immortal golden body can not only resolve the damage but also rebound the attack, judging from Merlin's action of retracting the knife, he seems to be unaffected at all.

However, Xiahou Wushuang is not worried, with the immortal golden body, she is already in an invincible position, and it is only a matter of time before she defeats Merlin, after all, the soul energy of a first-level martial artist is more than ten times more than that of a martial artist, even if it is consumed, it can consume him to death, not to mention, the short sword she uses is still a low-grade spiritual weapon, as long as it touches the Xuantie knife, it can be cut off, and if the knife is lost, Merlin's fate can only be slaughtered.

As soon as she thought of this, Xiahou Wushuang took out her sword again, what she practiced was a set of Xuan-level low-grade combat skills, the smart blue short sword flew up and down like a spirit snake, and the move was inseparable from the key point of Mo Lin, in the air, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, weaving into layers of blue sword nets, and the raging sword qi was like a snake letter spit out by a poisonous snake, making a hissing sound.

After seeing the strong defense of Xiahou Wushuang's martial soul, Mo Lin was no longer in a hurry, but chose a cautious and conservative style of play, he controlled the operation of the soul qi in his body, and the Xuantie knife tried not to contact with Xiahou Wushuang's short sword, and attacked the immortal golden body with different strengths to test its defense and rebound power.

"Compared to the Soul Refining Bell, the power of the rebound of this immortal golden body hovers between 30%~50%, it seems that you can try to break it with one blow!"

Xiahou Wushuang claimed to have Chang'an on the first day, Mo Lin had to be more careful, especially this completely unfamiliar martial spirit, he had to pay more attention, now, he had tried the power of the immortal golden body, and he no longer kept it, and suddenly threw the Xuantie knife in his hand into the air.

"What is he going to do?"

Seeing Mo Lin suddenly throw the knife out, everyone's eyes trembled, and as soon as the shock was born, a slender light suddenly shot out from Mo Lin's waist and met Xiahou Wushuang's blue short sword.

Xiahou Wushuang was also puzzled by Mo Lin's previous knife throwing, but she did not let her guard down, and when she saw the slender and long glorious, she immediately understood what he meant.

"It turns out that you have a second knife, and you want to use it to distract me, dreaming!"

The blue sword net in the sky disappeared, turning into a sword light like a sword to meet the extremely thin sword shadow.

However, at the moment when the swords collided, Xia Hou Wushuang felt that the air around her was suddenly filled with an invisible killing intent, as if there were thousands of sharp blades cutting into her body at the same time, making her unable to dodge, and the brilliance of the sword she saw in front of her became blurred.

"How so!"

The fear that she had never had poured into Xia Hou Wushuang's soul directly told her that at this time, her best choice was to defend with all her strength, and it was impossible for the martial soul alone to resist this knife, but the body's reaction was far from keeping up with her consciousness, and in a hurry, she could only shake her head violently, letting her body deviate as much as possible from the path of the most dangerous sword.

Zheng!

With a crisp sound, the blue short sword split in two, and was cut off by the incomparable sword.

Laugh at!

With a tearing sound of cloth, a slender opening appeared in the immortal golden body, and the knife broke in!

Burst!

Xia Hou Wushuang's left shoulder was spurting blood, and with a painful snort, he took more than a dozen steps back before he stood firm, his face full of shock.

Once again, there was a dead silence.

The vast majority of people in the audience didn't see what that cold light was, but the few who saw it were more shocked than those who didn't.

They didn't face Mo Lin's sword intent, they couldn't experience Xiahou Wushuang's dilemma, in their sight, they only saw a sword light flying out of Mo Lin's waist, the speed of that sword light was not fast, and any martial artist with Soul Yuan Realm cultivation should be able to easily dodge, but Xia Hou Wushuang stood there motionless as if he was stupid, just tilted his head, and let the sword light slash at him.

How so?

Everything happened in a moment of lightning, and no one understood what was happening, except for Xiahou Chao.

"Knife intent, this is actually knife intent!"

An unprecedented shock and joy poured into Xiahou Chao's heart.

He even forgot to care about the injured Xia Hou Wushuang, and involuntarily got up from the chair, just about to say something, but when he found that all the people around him were staring at him suspiciously, he suddenly woke up and slowly sat back.

But his heart can no longer remain calm.

"This guy, no wonder he is so arrogant, he actually comprehends the sword intent, a mere tenth-level martial artist, can have this comprehension, not to mention that in Yunlan Kingdom, even if he is placed in the Black Dragon Empire, he is a rare genius, no matter what, I have to bring him over, which big family in the imperial city is he a genius child?"

In Xiahou Chao's mind, Merlin must have come from a wealthy family in the imperial city, and the purpose of his participation in the martial arts meeting should be a whim, and he thought it was fun, so he wore a mask and did not want to show his true face.

At this moment, Xiahou Chao was full of thoughts, and he had long forgotten about Xiahou Jun's killing, and even Xiahou Wushuang was injured and forgot about it, and his mind was full of pictures of how to use Mo Lin to step into the circle of nobles in the imperial city in the future.

The Tibetan blade had already been put into the sheath, and the Xuantie knife in mid-air quickly fell, and was received by Merlin in his hand, and glanced at the half-cut sword head on the ground, Merlin knew that what he guessed was not wrong, the short sword that exuded a similar aura to the Tibetan blade was indeed a spiritual weapon.

"It's up to you, and you are worthy of guiding me to cultivate?"

Merlin didn't take the opportunity to attack and kill Xiahou Wushuang, although he believed that if he used Phantom Trace at this moment, he would definitely be able to kill her before anyone could help her, but seeing Xia Hou Wushuang's shocked face, he relented again.

This is the work of the mind of a previous life.

In the previous life, women were weak, at least inferior to men in strength, and Merlin looked down on those men who beat women, and in this world, although there were many strong martial arts among women, and some were even stronger than most men, but in Merlin's subconscious, he still couldn't change the cognition of his previous life.