This...... How is it possible, you're not dead!" Ryan's shocked voice.

I was pleasantly surprised by what happened.

Aaron appeared in my sight, sword on his back, walking slowly down the street.

This guy is still alive!

Immediately, female soldiers surrounded him, but did not move, but moved with his footsteps.

"Who's coming?"

Nangong opened his mouth to question, his voice cold.

"The eleventh generation of sword ghosts, the inheritor of ghost swordsmanship, Aaron Gage."

Aaron replied with an imposing attitude.

I noticed a solemn look on Nangong's face, and suddenly raised his hand, "All stand down."

The female soldiers surrounding Aaron received the order, looked at each other, and quickly made way for Aaron.

I walked up behind him and excitedly said, "Where have you been all this time, why are you only coming back now?"

He spoke, "Now is not the time to catch up, you find a safe place to hide, and I'm going to have a duel with this guy Ryan."

He pulled out the cross-iron sword behind his back and pointed it at Ryan, "I'm not dead yet, so you're not a new sword ghost, and I'll get what belongs to me back."

Ryan grinned and clapped, "Good fellow, I don't know how you managed to bring the dead back to life, but I don't mind killing you again."

With that, he held the golden holy sword in his hand, and he looked like he was ready to attack at any time.

"This is a matter between our Ghost Dao Sword Descendants, idle people, etc., must not be interfered with." Aaron's voice.

I saw Nangong and the others retreat one after another, and I followed to move to a safe distance.

It seems that these people are very well-behaved, and they actually say that they will not interfere if they don't interfere?

If it were me, I wouldn't care what it was.

Of course, I guess a lot of this is because of strength.

Aaron and Ryan are both strong swordsmen, and if they were other low-level swordsmen, they would have been sent away long ago, or disposed of on charges of disturbing law and order.

In this world, all rules have to make way for the strong and be flexible.

"Bang bang!" The sound of iron colliding.

The figures of the two are staggered, and the swinging blades form an afterimage, like a flickering candle flame, and the light and shadow flicker.

Aaron fired back and slashed downward.

Ryan's blade slashed upward, and a majestic fighting spirit emanated.

"Boom!"

The air rippled violently, and even I, who was watching the battle from a distance, could feel the horror of the battle through the aftermath.

After two rounds, the two retreated.

Ryan's face was heavy, "In such a short period of time, you actually became stronger and broke through to the sect level?"

Aaron's voice was flat, "As you can see."

"Besides, you're no match for me right now."

Ryan narrowed his eyes, "Why are you so sure?"

"Because you are not worthy of the holy sword in your hand, you can't exert its true power, and you don't even have skills." Aaron Road.

Ryan took a deep breath and said sharply, "Even so, you can't win me."

In the next second, his figure kept flashing, and while moving forward, his body transformed into three clones, each attacking Aaron from different directions.

I was shocked to see the legendary shadow clone?

"Ghost Path Sword Shadow."

Aaron used the same trick, and his body transformed into three clones.

In this way, the six figures collided together.

"Boom."

There was a loud bang.

A powerful energy gushed out from the center of the battle, and a terrifying fighting spirit was released, and I was shaken back to the ground, rolling for several meters before slowly stopping.

When I looked up, I realized that it was not only me, but the rest of the people who were watching were also affected.

Rows of female soldiers fell to the ground, all of them looking shocked.

The three masters were still standing in place, their sleeves agitated, and their faces were unfazed.

"Ghost Path Sword: Rainbow!"

Aaron's figure turned into a rainbow and collided with Ryan.

The two are yellow and brown, and every time they collide, they can produce powerful energy fluctuations, and the entire ground is shaking slightly, and the surrounding carriages and shelves have collapsed, making it seem chaotic.

Eventually, the two stopped, and the shaking of the ground slowly stopped.

The two of them, who were separated by a distance, were sweating like rain on their faces at the moment, panting, and it seemed that they had lost a lot of physical strength because of the battle.

"Underestimating you, Aaron." Ryan wiped his sweat and his voice was low.

Aaron didn't speak, looking at the iron sword in his hand.

"Wow".

The iron sword, which looked ordinary, shattered in response.

Seeing this, Ryan laughed, "Hahaha, Aaron, your sword is broken, what are you going to fight me with?"

Aaron's gaze was calm, and he removed the scabbard he was carrying, and the short sword was tucked into the scabbard.

"Use that move, let's fight quickly, in the first few moves, it is difficult for us to distinguish the winner from the loser, only this move is the ultimate test of our own strength."

He stooped over and drew his sword, his legs spread into small lunges.

Ryan did so, and also struck a sword draw.

The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably tense, and the people around were silent, as if a pin drop could be heard.

I looked at the two of them, and I felt like I saw two poisonous snakes in the grass, ready to attack at any moment, with a terrible chill and a terrifying murderous aura.

They moved.

A white sword light flashed.

I was shaken in the eye.

When I looked at it again, I saw Ryan kneeling on the ground, clutching his bleeding abdomen, his face full of shock.

"This isn't the Ghost Dao Sword Sword, you...... You're lying to me!" His face was full of unwillingness.

Aaron said, "This is the next move after the seventh move, but I'm not sure if it's the eighth move, because the master only taught me seven moves."

"No...... Impossible, absolutely impossible." Ryan's eyes widened, "That old guy must have a preference for you, that's why he taught you the eighth trick, Light!"

"Ghost Dao Sword Light?" Aaron sighed, "Well, I don't know that, and the sword book should be with you, right?"

Ryan said in a surprised tone, "How do you know?"

"The last time we met, you would have so many moves, I guess, it was according to the sword spectrum, right?

And the master really didn't teach me the eighth trick, I realized it myself." Aaron Road.

Ryan shook his head and laughed, disbelieving, "Don't lie to me, you don't have a sword book, how could you make this move, that old fellow...... It's so unfair."

Aaron said, "The master said that the sword moves are realized by oneself, which are essentially those few movements, swinging, slashing, splitting, and stabbing......

The move is just the icing on the cake after mastery, the embellishment of the action."

"Hehehe......" The corners of Ryan's mouth were overflowing with blood, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged out, thick and visible, "Have you comprehended the sword move?"

Saying this, it's better to deceive a three- or five-year-old hairy child!"

Suddenly, he threw a handful of white powder out of his cuff and hit Aaron in the face.

Aaron screamed in pain, covered his eyes, and said angrily, "Damn, it's lime!"

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