When the scabbard in Dao Ruosu's hand buzzed, the originally silent mountain forest on one side suddenly became chaotic like a torrential rain. Biography updates

A strong man of Qinghe Academy dressed in various clothes appeared silently.

The professor of Junyi Academy, who looked at the silver star mark on his cuffs, raised his head, looked at the buzzing and vibrating sword scabbard in Dao Ruosu's hand, and looked at the powerhouses of Qinghe Academy who came out of the mountains and forests, he nodded to Xu Buyi, who was carrying the ghost military division on his back, and said, "Twenty breaths... For twenty breaths, you're on your own. ”

This sentence was not polite to Xu Buyi, and it carried an indescribable sense of pride, but Xu Buyi did not feel the slightest unhappiness, because the powerhouses of Qingluan Academy were all the same unruly, and the powerhouses of Qingluan Academy who could say such things in front of Dao Ruosu and so many powerhouses of Qinghe Academy, the only thing that made people think at this moment was how strong he would be.

Dao Ruosu's narrow brow slowly raised, and with a short sound of the sword rubbing against the scabbard, his flying sword finally flew out, levitating three feet in front of him.

The body of his flying sword, like the hilt, is made of blue jade, and the face is covered with pieces of white snowflake runes.

At this moment, it was suspended in front of him, although it was still and motionless, but an invisible and powerful sense of oppression had already emanated from his flying sword, because no one knew what kind of terrifying power this flying sword would accelerate with in the next moment.

"What a snowflake sword. ”

The professor of Junyi Academy raised his head and let out a soft exclamation as he looked at the flying sword that was quietly suspended in front of Dao Ruosu's body.

However, in the face of this flying sword of the second strongest person in Biluoling, he only admired the excellent sword and material of this flying sword, but his face did not have the slightest expression of concern about the power of this flying sword.

With a soft exclamation, he moved towards Dao Ruosu.

His feet stepped on the grass, on the bushes, on the wildflowers... When he stepped on the grass, shrubs, and wildflowers, the grass, shrubs, and wildflowers did not seem to bend in the slightest, as if his body had no weight, but after he walked by, behind his body, these grasses, shrubs, and wildflowers all turned into ashes silently.

Looking at this unknown Qingluan Academy powerhouse, many Qinghe Academy cultivators with high eyes were left with fear left in their usual proud eyes.

Because this handsome black-robed professor seemed to be strolling leisurely, obviously he had not yet urged his physical strength and soul power to the extreme, but his speed had reached the extreme in their eyes, bringing out a long afterimage on the hillside, and at this moment, Dao Ruosu's flying sword had not yet flown out, but this unknown professor of Qingluan Academy, his body, seemed to have turned into a flying sword. &&

"Why do you need twenty breaths. ”

Facing the handsome black-robed professor who came in the air, Dao Ruosu did not choose to avoid it for the time being, but spit out these words indifferently and proudly.

As these words came out, the flying sword that was quietly waiting in front of him finally buzzed again, and the entire flying sword was extremely domineering and straight through the air, stabbing towards the handsome black-robed professor's eyebrows.

In the moment before he flew out, all the snowflake-like runes of his flying sword also began to emit an extremely powerful white light, making this flying sword as dazzling as a fiery rì, making it difficult to look at directly.

At the same time, his body was also faster than the handsome black-robed professor who followed the flying sword, and he actually kept a distance of thirty steps from the flying sword all the time.

Almost all Edgeworthy Masters in this world will try to distance themselves from their opponents.

Because a cultivator's body is weaker than a soul soldier, and a saint master is no exception, a saint master who can resist a sword does not have to be in front of the opponent at all, he can use a flying sword as swift as thunder and lightning to kill his opponent and ensure his own safety.

However, Dao Ruosu is different, since six years ago he wanted to replace him with the means of defeating the current Wang Tingda Worship, and as a result, he suffered the bleakest defeat in his life in front of dozens of celebrities in Zhongzhou, he went incognito, left the Zhongzhou Imperial City, and visited the great cultivators all over Yunqin in order to break through, and finally he saw Wenren Cangyue's swordsmanship, and then he settled in Biluo Mausoleum, and thought that Wenren Cangyue's close-quarters kendo was the most suitable for him and the most powerful kendo for him.

Ordinary saint masters are afraid of being killed at close range and don't dare to get close, but his close-range sword path is not afraid of close-quarters... The closer he got, the stronger the power in his body that could be absorbed into the flying sword.

The shorter the distance between him and his flying sword, the more powerful his flying sword becomes.

In just a few breaths, Dao Ruo's flying sword that took the path of domineering had already arrived in front of Professor Junyi's black robe, and his body was less than thirty steps away from Professor Junyi's black-robed body.

At the same time that his flying sword arrived in front of Professor Junyi's black robe, there was a sudden roar in the sky behind Professor Black's robe, as if a hole had suddenly opened in the sky, and a crimson arrow fell at a faster speed than the flying sword, falling towards Professor Junyi's black-robed heart.

This is a powerful archer, waiting for the opportunity to strike, and together with Dao Ruosu's flying sword, he joined forces to assassinate this handsome black-robed professor.

In the face of such a blow, the whole body was still moving forward quickly, and in an instant, the golden light flashed in the hand of the handsome black-robed professor who seemed to be about to automatically hit the flying sword, and a golden sè short staff appeared, which swung out at an incredible speed, faster than the body he dragged out of the afterimage forward, I don't know how many times, "dang" A violent roar, this golden sè short staff first hit the flying sword that had touched his skin, and accurately struck the crimson sè arrow that fell behind him.

In the eyes of any outsider, this crimson sè arrow and the flying sword came at the same time, and it was difficult to distinguish the front and back, but it was in this very short period of time that he divided the front and back, and just waved back with a short staff, he first shook the flying sword, and then swatted this crimson sè arrow like a fly.

It was only half a breath, and the powerful archer who was hiding in the middle of nowhere had not yet had time to lock on to his next position, and before he could send a second arrow, he was only five steps away from the oncoming Dao Ruosu.

Facing an opponent who was only five steps away from him and his black hair was fluttering, Dao Ruosu's face was still cold and full of majesty.

Although his flying sword was shocked backwards, it was a straight retreat, and it was two steps in front of him at this moment.

His hand stretched forward, and the power in his body gushed out from between his fingers, and his body accelerated again in an instant, his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and with a sword, it still stabbed out towards the eyebrows of the handsome black-robed professor.

It doesn't take twenty breaths of time.

Although Dao Ruosu suffered a crushing defeat under the hands of the royal court, he was at least qualified to challenge the royal court, and he could make dozens of famous people in the imperial city of Zhongzhou come to watch the battle, and after abandoning his reputation in the past years, walking in the world as a practitioner who purely pursues swordsmanship, and after changing his close-quarters kendo, his strength and confidence have reached a peak again, so at this moment he naturally has his own strong pride.

Divide the winner and loser, only at this moment, why do you need twenty breaths of time.

This sword was the most powerful and perfect sword he had ever stabbed in his life.

His whole person seemed to have fused with this sword, and the terrifying power that flowed from his body and the sword at the same time caused all the grass and trees on the ground around him to turn into ashes.

"Very strong sword skills... But Wenren Cangyue's sword skills are not invincible in the world. It's just one of the many methods. ”

However, the black-robed professor only spoke calmly.

In such a situation, he could still speak calmly.

But the scale of the first word came out of his mouth, and his left hand stretched out.

There was a strange black sè long thorn in his left hand, and the moment it stretched out, a pillar of light condensed into substance shuffled out from the tip of this black sè thorn and hit the tip of Dao Ruosu's flying sword.

Only at this moment, outside of his and Dao Ruosu's bodies, an ever-expanding formless air mass was formed.

The indifference and pride in Dao Ruosu's eyes suddenly turned into shock.

He felt that the small pillar of light was like a mountain, and he couldn't fight against it.

However, he still didn't retreat, he let out a muffled snort, and the power that had been surging out of his body was even faster under his urging, and all the skin from his right rib to his right arm cracked, and the dazzling light of his sword shone a few minutes brighter!

"Whew!"

The sky behind the black-robed professor opened again, and a crimson arrow descended again, and the air around the tip of the arrow burned, emitting a blue sè fire.

The handsome black-robed professor only said the second word at this time, he saw Dao Ruosu's resolute gaze at all costs, but his gaze was full of pity, his body continued to move forward, and a subtle stalemate between him and Dao Ruosu was suddenly broken, "Poof" , Dao Ruosu opened his mouth and spurted blood, and the long sword in his hand started from the tip of the sword at the same time, and cracked one by one, like a long ice edge, from beginning to end, shattered into powder, and still did not stop when it reached the hilt of the sword, Dao Ruosu's palm, up to the entire arm, all could not bear it and shattered.

Dorusu's entire body began to fly backwards.

As he flew upside down, even though he had lost a precious arm, his eyes were still stubbornly open, looking at the handsome black-robed professor.

Because at this moment, the momentum of that crimson arrow, the handsome black-robed professor seemed to have no time to stop it.

However, what made his body suddenly and completely cold was that he saw a golden light fly out of the mouth of the handsome black-robed professor at this moment.

This golden light is a small handleless sword that can be carried under the tongue or even swallowed in the abdomen.

With a "ding" sound, this handleless small sword just went around, and it slashed at the crimson sè arrow, and the crimson sè arrow fell directly to the ground, without the slightest stop, this golden sè sword light flew out, directly cutting the throat of a strong man of Qinghe Academy who was leaping over.

This handsome black-robed professor is actually also an Imperial Sword Master!

Dao Ruosu, who fell backwards, didn't hear the words of this handsome black-robed professor at this time, and when this handleless little sword flew out, his body was already completely cold, and he couldn't help but scream: "How is it possible... How can you be stronger than Madman Qin... How could Qingluan Academy have such strange methods of yours?"

The black-robed professor heard Dao Ruosu's words clearly.

He bowed his head.

His flying sword was still flying around the field, harvesting the life of a cultivator of the Famous Qinghe Academy.

His gaze fell on the silver star mark on the cuff of his black robe.

"I'm not from Qingluan Academy in the first place... I'm a Tang Tibetan... It was a person who was expelled from Qingluan Academy. He muttered to himself in a low voice and replied.

He has never been a person from Qingluan Academy, but at least before, Vice Dean Xia and Qingluan Academy have always regarded him as a member of the academy, and even when he sent him back, he did not let him take off the black robe he was wearing without him, so he knew that this black robe was a memorial left to him by Vice Dean Xia and the academy.

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