You go, I won't kill you!"

"What, miss, what are you doing here?"

"If this son is not removed, there will be endless troubles, miss!"

"You can't do that."

Something unexpected happened.

The girl in front of me didn't kill me.

She looked about my age, but her piercing eyes were so terrifying that it was easy to overlook her childish appearance.

In the face of the objections of the family, she didn't seem to bother with it, withdrew her sword, hung it at her waist, and turned to leave.

I looked at her petite back and shouted, "Hey, what's your name?"

"Willia Walker, welcome to challenge me next time."

Is this a humiliation for me?

I had tried so hard, but she was still easily defeated.

This guy ...... How strong is it?

The people of the Walker family cast angry glances at me, and some of them had already drawn their swords, ready to charge at me.

Willia then said, "Stand down, or I won't come out at the next conference."

When the people of the family heard her words, they seemed to hesitate, and after looking at each other for a while, they put away their weapons and left.

Since then, I have practiced my sword even harder, trying to fulfill the orders my mother left me on her deathbed.

Practicing swords has become a habit for me, no matter the wind or rain.

I spent two years in the valley courtyard.

In the past two years, I have spent my sixteenth birthday, officially become an adult, and then I have reached the age of seventeen.

On this day, I felt like I was ready to challenge her again.

"Boy, do you want to be stronger?"

On the path in early autumn, a strangely dressed man appeared and blocked my way.

I warily drew my sword and pointed it at him, "Don't get in the way."

"Hehe, boy, I don't have any ill intentions, I just want to ask, do you want to become stronger?"

The other party was wearing a very thin armor that looked impenetrable, and he wore an iron mask on his face.

One...... A living iron man.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked, surprised.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can make you stronger, as long as you wear this."

He sneered, and the palm wrapped in iron was inlaid with a round piece of glass, like an oil lamp, and after emitting white light, a pure green ring was conjured out of thin air.

"What is this?"

I felt the magic of the ring and was amazed.

"Hehe, this is a magic ring that can make you immortal, and after taking damage, your body can heal quickly."

The man in front of him said.

"Why are you looking for me?" I took a wary step back, "What's your name?"

"Because of fate."

The man's voice was flat, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Grusu, and I'm from ......."

He pointed to the sky, but stopped talking.

"You're a Winged Human, from the sky?" I frowned, "But it doesn't look like it."

He shook his head, put the ring down, put his palm on the ground, and a ball of blue flames erupted from his palm and feet, and the whole person flew out.

I watched the disappearing figure in the sky and muttered, "This man is so strange."

The rings on the ground caught my eye.

This was left by the guy just now.

It seemed to have a special magic that drew me to wear it.

But instead of doing so, I took it into my arms.

It's just fate, things should be white.

I continued on my way to a familiar city.

"Stop, who are you?"

"I'm Getai Orvieto, I'm here to challenge the sword ghost, get out of here!"

The guards of the mansion were easily knocked down by me, and even a high-ranking swordsman was no match for me.

I had reached the rank of clan, and I had made a name for myself in the kingdom, and when these people heard my name, they trembled with fear, dropped their weapons and ran away.

I fought all the way to the main hall, and I defeated all the young swordsmen, doormen, and family elders.

But I didn't kill them, I just made them incapacitated for a short time.

I know this place better than they do, because this was my home before.

"How bold!"

A red-haired girl walked through the entrance.

It's Willia.

Looking at her beautiful and soft face, I felt a sense of war, bravely pointed my sword at her, and said loudly, "I want to challenge you."

Willia and the guards surrounded me, and the atmosphere was tense, but I was not afraid.

Directly in front of her, she tied her long hair with a headband, tied it into a ponytail, and took the iron sword handed by her subordinates.

"Stand down, I'll fight him!"

"But Miss, you were seriously injured by the Sword Demon and your body was ......."

"I said, stand down!"

The elder of the family advised on the side, and Willia's stern and cold voice made the rest of the people dare not object, and they glanced at each other, so they could only retreat one after another.

"Bang!"

The sound of the door closing.

Except for me and her, everyone left the hall.

I looked at Willia and felt the killing intent from the other party.

"You've grown a lot taller, boy." She said lightly, as if greeting.

There was no wave in my heart, and my voice was calm, "Defeat you, I am the new sword ghost, and this mansion will also be mine!"

"Why are you so obsessed with defeating me?" Willia looked puzzled, "I've already let you go twice, if you're smarter, you'll definitely retreat and stop bothering."

"I'm going to be a sword ghost!" I didn't hesitate.

"Hey...... Oh well." She sighed, and suddenly lowered her iron sword.

"Now you're the new sword ghost."

My eyes widened, "What are you doing?"

Willia said, "If you want, I'll give it to you, don't bother me in the future."

I was stunned for a moment, then yelled, "Bastard, you're humiliating me.

Everything here is mine, and I'm going to take it back.

"Fight me!"

I spoke in a commanding tone.

The other party stared at me, his red pupils flickering slightly, "Do you really want to?"

"Nonsense!" My voice.

"Then this time I won't show mercy to your subordinates, I can finish you off with one move, and you will become a dead soul under my sword...... I don't want to kill anyone."

The girl's last sentence was a little aggrieved in her voice, but a strong expression immediately appeared on her face.

She held her sword horizontally and struck in a fighting stance.

I struck a sword draw, ready to use my strongest sword.

The atmosphere was completely quiet, and the pin drop could be heard.

I moved, and I drew my sword as if I had faced Uncle Jike.

All I have to do is make the fastest sword I can make.

Fast means strong.

But in the next second, the air around him turned crimson impressively.

Everything seemed to freeze, and I couldn't move.

The girl's hair fluttered upward, and the whole person floated in the air, releasing powerful energy all over her body.

This is...... The strongest move of the ghost path swordsmanship recorded on the last page of the sword book.

The realm of the sword.

At this moment, the battle intent that I was surging fiercely just now suddenly dissipated.

I understand that I can't win against each other.

So I'm scared.

The sword spectrum said that cultivating to this realm can achieve a short freezing time and create your own sword realm.

I'm no match for her at all.

Seeing the other person running towards me, slashing downward, I felt like a thorn in the back.

Suddenly, I heard my own frantic heartbeat, heavy breathing, and...... Her breathing.

I thought of something.

At this moment, the image of defeating Uncle Jike flashed in my mind.

At that time, I just wanted to give my best performance, without fear, without nervousness, without any crankiness.

You don't need to look, you just need to meditate and feel, and then ...... Draw your sword.

The seventh move of the Ghost Dao Sword.

I closed my eyes and struck with all my might.

It's the fastest sword I've ever made, so fast that I don't even know how fast, it's like a thought, flashing by.

Then, when I opened my eyes and looked back, I found myself behind Willia.

She was still standing still.

In her memory, her position didn't seem to change.

So I was quicker than she was and attacked.

"Ahem......

She looked back at me, coughing up blood in her mouth.

Did I hurt her?

No...... No, not really.

I knew my intentions to attack, I just wanted to defeat her, and I didn't mean to kill her.

So the wound in her lungs, I didn't cause it.

The very shallow wound on her thigh was cut by me.

For a split second, my ears caught the sound of her striking my iron sword with the blade.

So Willia's movements were only a little slower than mine, so the wound on her thigh was only a little bit.

The powerful aura dissipated, and after a brief swaying of her red dress and hair, her body fell.

She braced herself with her sword, trying to stand up but kneeling weakly.

It can be seen that she has relapsed from an old injury, and the blood-stained bandage can be clearly seen on her chest.

Now is the best time to deal with her.

As long as I kill her, then I will be the new sword ghost, and I can rightfully take back this entire mansion.

When the time comes, everything here will be mine.

I came up to her, and she slowly looked up at me, and it seemed that she was struggling to breathe.

I raised my iron sword and was about to swing it down.

After a flash of reluctance on her face, she closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate.

But instead of killing her, I took the sword back into the pouch at my waist.

She opened her eyes and looked at me in disbelief.

"You...... Don't you kill me?"

Instead of answering her, I habitually got down on one knee and pulled the emerald green ring from my bosom.

"You...... What are you doing?" She looked a little panicked.

"Don't!"

I grabbed Willia's right hand and placed the ring on her ring finger almost hard.

I just wanted to test whether the iron man who was blocking my way was telling the truth.

If this ring is really that magical, the wounds on the body of the girl in front of her should heal soon.

So I tore open her clothes and looked curiously at the wounds inside.

Accidentally using too much force, she was pressed against her body by me, and she was not overheaded, and her breath was short.

I reminded, "It might hurt a little later."

With that, I reached for the bandage, which was where her chest was.

Sure enough, it's true.

Willia's wound no longer bleeds, and I witnessed her scar heal quickly until it disappears.

"Mixed ...... Bastard!" The other party's angry voice.

When I was done, I let her go, stood up and straightened her crumpled clothes.

She still maintains a lying position, with her legs pinned, in a figure of eight.

I looked at her and said sincerely, "You're so good, I can't beat you at all."

Willia looked surprised, slowly straightened her back, and knelt on the ground to look up at me.

"But you just ...... You've already won me." She wondered.

I replied, "No, from the moment you drew your sword, I knew that I was no match for you.

It's not fair that you failed because you were injured and your wounds were broken."

She didn't seem to expect me to answer like that, and stared at me for a long time.

I didn't know what to say further, so I was as silent as she was.

I suddenly thought of the ring she was wearing.

Since the experiment was successful, this thing is mine, and I have to get it back.

So I held out my hand to her and motioned for her to return the things.

But Willia seemed to have misunderstood what I meant, and her slender hand grasped me, interlocking her fingers, and holding me tightly.

Then, she kissed me, catching me off guard......

"From now on, you're the new sword ghost." She had a sweet and gentle voice and looked at me shyly.

I wondered, "Why?"

"Huh?" She tilted her head.

"Why...... You want to kiss me?" I asked, my heart beating wildly, even more violently than she had been when she had tried to kill me.

"Don't you like me, since you've defeated me, I'll leave you at your disposal......

Seeing that you want to defeat me so much, it's not impossible for us to do it another way."

She looked at the large bed in the center of the hall and narrowed her eyes, dimples on her face.

I didn't understand what she meant, and stubbornly said, "Well, it's fair to you and me in another way, just come on."

Willia nodded, "Well, then there will be no grudges between our two families."

Then, she took my hand and took the initiative to lead me away......

(The story of the sword ghost will not be written later, and the main line will have to continue.)

The story of the sword ghost is equivalent to a character chronicle, which has a great impetus for the follow-up plot.

This book is not a traditional Western fantasy, light, and when the plot opens later, you will understand what I mean.

500,000 words, hey, it took almost three months, I'm such a waste...... ）

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