On the trail, the man with the scar looked angry, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He knew that this time he had planted it himself.

This girl's realm is even more terrifying than this man's!

That should be the second grade?

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Erpin?

Scarface's body suddenly relaxed, and his face was full of bitterness.

In the realm of the second grade, he also hit a hammer, and the second grade of fifteen or sixteen years old was unheard of by him.

Although Ye Wuwu has seen a lot of second-grade realms recently, in fact, in the entire world, although the second-grade realms are not rare, they are still extremely rare.

A martial artist, once he reaches the second-grade realm, either starts a sect by himself, or is poached by the major forces to become a guest of honor on the throne, or is included in the military department by the imperial court, and at the most is a six-grade captain.

In the ordinary rivers and lakes, although there are many people in the rivers and lakes, there are really few second-grade realms.

The man with the scar left with a bitter face.

Ye Wuwu just wanted to turn around and say something, but he was slightly stunned when he looked ahead.

A little Taoist priest in a Taoist robe was running towards him at the moment, and I have to say that he was really fast.

At this moment, Shang Lu looked anxious, and after seeing Ye Wuwu, his eyes couldn't help but show surprise.

"Brother Ye, save me."

Ye Wuwu saw that behind the other party, there was a black figure, murderous, rushing towards him.

Looks like she's still a woman?

Shang Lu ran to Ye Wuwu's side, panting and whirring, his body was embarrassed, and then he reached out and put his hand on Ye Wuwu's back.

But he didn't think that this slap happened to touch the wound on Ye Wuwu's back, Ye Wuwu grinned in pain, and just wanted to say something, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Don't."

The incident happened suddenly, and Ye Wuwu only had time to shout such a sentence.

But in the next second, the woman in black rushed over, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she raised her sword to meet it, blocking in front of Shang Lu.

The swords were staggered, Ning Shixia's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

On the opposite side, Lu Caiwei slowly put away the sword in her hand, her face was flat, and she did not take a step back.

[Gain Shock +100 from Ning Shixia]

Shang Lu showed a cold sweat on his face, how could he not understand when he saw the injury behind Ye Wuwu.

I just hurt Brother Ye, and this Brother Ye's junior sister actually slashed directly with a sword.

It's so ruthless!

If it weren't for Ning Shixia to help him block this sword, he was afraid that he would have to lose an arm, thinking of this, Shang Lu couldn't help but be a little afraid.

But after being afraid, Shang Lu was inexplicably filled with a trace of complicated emotions in his heart.

Where to find such a junior sister, I want it too.

On the path, two women forgot each other with their swords.

Lu Caiwei's expression was flat, looking at the other party, there was a slight hint of war intent in her eyes.

Ning Shixia's eyes were solemn, his whole body was constantly emanating, and the long sword in his hand was cold.

Black to white.

Light saber against light saber.

Ye Wuwu persuaded him, but both sides ignored him, and Ye Wuwu could only stare dryly.

Almost at the same time, the figures of the two women swept out, and the thin swords in their hands were staggered.

On the path that was originally calm, at this moment, a cold light flashed, and the sword qi was horizontal.

Ye Wuwu sighed and stopped caring about Lu Caiwei.

He knew very well in his heart that Lu Caiwei had no malicious intent at this time, and the battle intent in his eyes was just the joy of seeing the opponent.

After all, he couldn't compete with the other party six years ago, and Dugu Xuan couldn't compete with Lu Caiwei three years ago.

No one has been able to compete for so many years, and Ye Wuwu is still quite lonely when he thinks about it.

It's just that after sighing, Ye Wuwu felt uncomfortable again.

This woman turned out to be a second-grade realm swordsman.

Seventeen or eighteen?

It's a bit excessive.

Isn't it getting stronger and younger now?

Shang Lu, who was beside him, watched the two women fight with wide eyes at this moment, and just wanted to habitually reach out to pat Ye Wuwu, and then remembered the scene just now, and quickly retracted his hand.

"Brother Ye, what can you do about this, find a way to make them stop, and besides, you are not a disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa?"

"You didn't ask." Ye Wuwu said innocently.

Immediately, Shang Lu briefly explained the matter to Ye Wuwu, including the identity of the woman in black.

The woman's name is Ning Shixia, and she is a member of the generation of Zangjian Villa, and Zangjian Villa, in the entire Xishu country, is the top ten sects, which is different from those ordinary small sects.

It is also the current sword path leader in the entire rivers and lakes in Xishu.

Ye Wuwu carefully sorted out this information, and then looked at Ning Shixia, who was competing not far away, with some clarity in his eyes.

In the field, the situation has changed, from the beginning of the equalization, to now Ning Shixia has been completely suppressed.

Ning Shixia was distressed in his heart, when the other party first started, in addition to being slightly faster than himself, whether it was sword skills, sword moves, or the condensation of sword qi, the actual combat was not as good as his own.

But it's not that the other party won't, but every move is a little jerky and rigid.

But now, with this incense stick, the opponent's moves are getting smoother and smoother, and the sword qi that is wielded is more condensed than himself, and he actually suppresses himself.

The sword crown of my dignified Xishu Sword Dao Leader Hidden Sword Villa was actually suppressed by another one with a sword at this moment?

The key is that the other party is younger than his age.

This made Ning Shixia unbearable, and he snorted lightly at the moment, put away the light sword in his hand, turned around, and pulled out the heavy sword behind him.

After the heavy sword was drawn, the momentum around Ning Shixia's whole body changed completely.

This made Ye Wuwu couldn't help but take a few more looks.

The Tibetan Sword Villa is based on the rivers and lakes and has become the leader of the sword path of Xishu, relying on the sect's deep knowledge of swordsmanship.

Each disciple carries two swords.

One light and one heavy.

The heavy sword has no edge, the great ingenuity is not worked, and the light sword swims the dragon, dancing thousands of miles.

"It's interesting, but it's not enough." Ye Wuwu, who was watching the battle, muttered.

No matter how ingenious Ning Shixia's sword trick was, it was impossible to defeat Lu Caiwei, and it was only a matter of time before she was defeated.

After all, she is her junior sister, but she is about to be in the first grade, and Ning Shixia is only in the second-grade realm, not even the peak.

The two women have been fighting for nearly 100 rounds at the moment, and Ning Shixia's anger is getting bigger and bigger, and the moves in his hands are becoming more and more fierce, even more so after changing to a heavy sword at this moment.

One opening and one closing is a killing move.

Shang Lu on the side watched the battle for a moment, and his eyes had already seen the situation in the field, and at this moment, seeing that both sides were becoming more and more fierce, he couldn't help but say.

"Brother Ye, why don't you find a way to make your junior sister stop, it's not good to wait until you get hurt."

As he spoke, his eyes kept wandering around Ning Shixia, and his eyes were a little anxious.

Ye Wuwu nodded, and just wanted to call Lu Caiwei to stop, but suddenly thought of something, turned his head and said with a low smile.

"You merry Taoist priest, you shouldn't like that woman named Ning Shixia, right?"

Shang Lu was stunned, he had always been generous and free, but at the moment, he was hesitant.

"What nonsense, I would like this kind of woman? Look at the way she holds that heavy sword, if I like her, I can't chop me to death with a sword. ”

Oh?

Ye Wuwu thoughtfully.