The object of Jiang Yusheng's rescue was no one else, naturally the Shadow Sword Attendant, one of the four swordsmen of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

The three major sword sects, the Imperial Sword Sect, the Tibetan Sword Sect, and the Famous Sword Sect are originally from the same lineage. Later, due to the different concepts of the three founding patriarchs on the way of the sword, they parted ways and created the three major sword sects.

For many years, although the disciples of the three major sword sects have fought openly and secretly, and the competition has been fierce, their helmsman's attitude towards the outside world has always been the same, and he has always flattered the concept of 'the same qi and branches'. This established the unshakable position of the three major sword sects in Western Xinjiang, and even if the Western Xinjiang giant Xiao Kunlun Dao Commander wanted to shake it, he had to be cautious.

Chu Muyun didn't pay attention to anyone, and he didn't care about the threat of the Shadow Sword Squire, he was still approaching Jiang Yusheng.

Until now, the root cause of the troubles and contradictions he had suffered had come from the Imperial Sword Sect. Whether it is the sword thirteen lang in front of him, or the arrogant white phoenix in the eyes of the world.

The cold ice spiritual power on Chu Muyun's arm swept towards the sword body, and the ice-blue Yishui Cold Sword grew a long ice thorn, and the entire sword body was hidden in the ice thorn.

"Your opponent, now it's me!"

The simple eight words echoed in his ears, and Chu Muyun only felt as if he had been placed in the jungle of ten thousand swords behind him, and the strong sword intent faintly gathered into a sword momentum mixed with the wind, so that the leaves that were not affected by the power of thunder and lightning in the distance were silently and smoothly cut.

Chu Muyun didn't look back, but he stopped. He knew that the Shadow Sword Squire had finally made a move.

This is a formidable opponent, although the realm is only one level higher than Jiang Yusheng, his kendo cultivation is far more than twice as good as him.

Moreover, she had a reason to kill herself, not for the nonsense of the three major sword sects and the same qi lianzhi, but because of the more than 100 Qingyun test sons who were killed by the pit, some of them were disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"I emphasize one last time, the person in the Guiyuan Sword Formation was not killed by me. Chu Muyun turned around, stared at her and said, "As a kendo disciple, you should know that any sword formation has an array eye. ”

"So what?" said the Shadow Squire, as if impatient.

"Do you think that even if I understand the Guiyuan Sword Formation, without the Imperial Sword Sect's unique sword technique, spirit technique, and formation technique, will I be able to control the formation eye?" Chu Muyun asked rhetorically.

"You know all about the hundred schools, no one will believe that you only don't understand the general outline of the sword technique of the Imperial Sword Sect!" "The shadow sword servant frowned slightly.

"Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say!" Chu Muyun's spiritual power around him was about to ignite, and he instantly became furious.

He runs the sword spirit technique in the general outline of the sword technique of the Imperial Sword Sect, and since others believe that he can, he will not scruple about anything.

The cold air hissed as if it had been torn apart. A sword intent that was not weaker than Jiang Yusheng diffused from Chu Muyun's body, impacting the invisible strong sword momentum around the shadow sword servant.

The two terrifying sword aura collided in the void, shooting out sparks, and the space seemed to crack because of this.

"Death is on the verge of death, and I am still quibbling!"

With a move, a strange short sword appeared in her hand, and her body left an afterimage in place, and she couldn't see the trajectory of her body at all, and in the next moment, the tip of the sword was already approaching Chu Muyun's throat.

"This is the strength of the Inscription Realm!" Her body technique was extremely fast, and the speed made Chu Muyun marvel.

The body of the short sword was blood-red, but the sword bones were silver-white, and Chu Muyun could vaguely smell the wild aura of a primordial demon beast.

What's more, when Chu Muyun's eyes were staring at this short sword, he would see a phantom that looked like a giant python. If it weren't for his strong spiritual power, I'm afraid it would really interfere with his mind.

When the short sword appeared in front of him, Chu Muyun also unleashed the Thousand Shadow Tianluo footwork, allowing the short sword to pierce into the throat of the remnant image left behind. And the Yi Shui Han Sword in his hand slashed through the void from the left side and slashed horizontally.

Feeling the biting cold coming, the shadow sword servant's figure turned backwards, fast to the extreme, and appeared more than ten zhang away in an instant.

At the same time as she retreated, the majestic sword intent turned into a full moon and slashed down.

Chu Muyun's eyes condensed, and he raised the Yi Shui Han Sword in front of his chest, and the pieces of ice crystals were based on the sword body, accompanied by the constant sound of freezing, gathering into an ice shield in front of him.

That sword intent shattered the ice shield violently, Chu Muyun's arm trembled, and he was shocked by Yu Wei a few steps before he was able to stabilize himself.

Jiang Yusheng in the distance sneered, while Mo Sheng and the others were a little anxious.

Although Chu Muyun was enough to deal with the early stage of the Ordinary Inscription Realm, the opponent in front of him was not comparable to the Ordinary Inscription Realm Magician. The Shadow Sword Squire is a pure kendo artist, and she is also the thirteenth of the Qingyun List, the real proud daughter of the sky.

"Go!" After Chu Muyun was shocked back by that sword intent, he pointed at the sword and used the power of the divine soul to attack.

The flying sword broke through the air, the cold air was permeated, and it seemed that white snow was falling around it, and the frost fell, and the forest ground destroyed by the power of thunder and lightning was gradually replaced by a layer of white frost.

"Imperial Sword Technique!" The shadow sword attendant twisted her hands together, she did not have the power of a strong divine soul like Chu Muyun, but her sword intent was as powerful, and she intended the sword.

The two flying swords collided in the air, bursting out of sword light incessantly, as fierce as this.

"Luoyun Sword!" Chu Muyun jumped up with an arrow, caught Yi Shuihan's sword with one hand, and approached the shadow sword attendant.

This move is a formula in the general outline of the sword technique, and Chu Muyun used it when he competed with Xue Wuxian at the Qingyun Banquet.

"Tibetan Sword Style!" Just like Xue Wuxi's method of coping, the Shadow Sword Attendant performed the most basic move of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

"A sword vertically and horizontally!" is also the sword move of the Imperial Sword Sect, and Jiang Yusheng on the side looks a little shocked.

He had also seen it at the Qingyun Banquet, but after all, it was just a drill of fighting tactics, focusing only on moves and not on the operation of spiritual power. Unexpectedly, it was displayed by Chu Muyun, so that he, the inner disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, felt a little ashamed.

The Shadow Sword Squire reversed his wrist, and the strange short sword in his hand turned into a bone whip in an instant. There is a bone whip more than ten meters long, like the skeleton of a giant python, and the reckless head is where the hilt of the sword is.

The white and slender arm of the shadow sword servant waved, and the long bone whip was like a giant python swinging its tail to set off a violent wind, causing Chu Muyun's sword move to suddenly deviate from the trajectory uncontrollably.

"Manggu Sword Forest!" The shadow sword attendant snorted, and the bone whip in his hand was connected end to end, circling and flying out, like a bright moon shrouded in the sky above Chu Muyun. The majestic spiritual power that was originally like a clear spring was now mixed with messy sword intent, pouring down from the bone whip that was connected from end to end, and the air was strangled to pieces.

And at this time, Jiang Yusheng had completely driven away the cold remaining on his body. He was surrounded by Xuanyuan Divine Patterns, which seemed unfathomable and profound. He stretched out his hands, and the black and white Xuanjian flashed, so he turned his heart into two uses, and the 'Cross Sword Star' and the 'Flying Star Sword Seal' slashed away from behind Chu Muyun with that sneer......