Two figures.

Two completely different sword intents.

It represents two generations of rivers and lakes.

In the past, the deeds of the Taibai Sword Sect had already passed through the gap like a white horse, and it had become a real thing in the past.

Most of the new generation of people in the rivers and lakes only heard about it occasionally, and then nodded and said that this is a sect that uses swords.

They are more familiar with the Tibetan Sword Villa, just like the Taibai Sword Sect back then, which makes countless swordsmen yearn for it.

The battle of sword intent is really just a battle of sword intent.

Ye Wuwu watched intently, for fear of missing a minute.

This is not the same sword intent he had last time he had fought with his junior sister.

At that time, I still had to rely on the Linyuan Sword in my hand to integrate the sword intent, and until now, in fact, this is the case.

Without the sword body as a carrier, it was difficult for Ye Wuwu to display his sword intent.

But at this moment, Lu Caiwei and the owner of the village are just standing quietly on the martial arts stage, calm and calm, without the slightest movement in their hands.

If you are an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes, when you look at it at this moment, you only think that they are two masters who pretend to be gods and ghosts.

But Ye Wuwu was amazed.

The sword intent was invisible, but it was like ripples, with faint ripples in the air, echoing in circles and circles.

One side is as thick as a mountain.

One side stepped on the snow without a trace.

Two completely different sword intents collided in the air at this moment, obviously a sword intent as thick as a mountain, but it did not make the slightest wave at this moment.

Lu Caiwei closed her eyes gently, but her steps took a light step forward silently.

Step out.

In Ye Wuwu's sight senses, the sword intent that had been calm on both sides finally rippled at this moment.

The waves are first a hint.

Then it turned into a circle and a circle, and spread out all around.

Ye Yin's eyes did not have any solemnity, just a light smile.

Lu Caiwei went one step further.

The ripples of sword intent in that circle suddenly paused for a moment at this moment.

In the next moment, it was already a stormy sea, and the invisible and heavy pressure hit from the martial arts stage, and Ye Wuwu's sleeves floated up.

Lu Caiwei's sword intent seemed to be gathering momentum to the extreme at this moment, and there was no calm, but a sense of sharpness and sharpness.

But the other party's sword intent is really like a mountain, straddling the martial platform, no matter how Lu Caiwei moves, he can't tremble a bit.

Song Lao, who was on a plate, said lightly at this moment.

"This guy, the mountain dwelling sword intent is a bit of a level of cultivation, and your junior sister obviously can't win."

Ye Wuwu raised his eyebrows, looked at the stage again, and said nothing.

Is the sword intent of the Tibetan Sword Villa the sword intent of the mountain dwelling? It's really like a mountain.

On the table, Lu Caiwei, who had already taken two steps, closed her eyes tightly at the moment, her brows showed thoughts, as if she was thinking about how to break the game.

On the other side was Ye Yin, who was still smiling lightly, and there was no pressure on his expression.

As the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa, even if he only suppresses his strength in the Blowing Snow realm, he is not something ordinary people can match.

But Lu Caiwei is not an ordinary person.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light shone out, bringing a pure sword intent.

Lu Caiwei took the third step at this moment.

Take it one step further.

The sword intent that was as thick as a mountain collapsed in an instant, and the invisible mountain cracked layer by layer at this moment.

Ye Yin let out a soft sigh.

Lu Caiwei's sword intent slowly attacked him at this moment, enveloping him from all directions.

Far away, Ye Yin's soft shout came from Wutaizhi.

"After the mountain dwelling, there is also asking for water."

A burst of sword intent that was completely opposite to him emanated from Ye Yin's body at this moment.

Light and agile, flowing like water.

The traceless sword intent that came from all directions suddenly collapsed and disintegrated.

A white figure retreated and retreated above the martial platform.

She took four steps back.

It was one more step back than the three steps he had just taken forward.

Lu Caiwei was silent for a long time, and finally raised her head, with a clear understanding in her eyes.

"I lost."

Ye Yin just smiled and nodded at the moment, and just wanted to say something encouraging, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything, but stepped down with his subordinates, as if he was a master.

Say what? What can you say?

But in terms of sword intent, although there is a gap between the other party and himself, there is not much.

And said to Lu Caiwei that you have to work hard...... Alas.

It's okay to talk about Ye Wuwu, but forget about Lu Caiwei.

Ye Wuwu's face was not surprised, but quite normal.

If his junior sister can be so talented that she has tried each other in sword intent, it would be too unreasonable.

But he was still a little puzzled, and asked Ye Yin, who walked off the stage.

"Why are there two completely different sword intents that you just cast?"

Maybe he won, Ye Yin's mood was also more happy, and he smiled and stretched out his finger to explain.

"First, no one stipulates that a swordsman can only practice one type of sword intent."

"Second, why do I have to carry two swords against the enemy every time, have you ever thought about it?"

Ye Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly came to his senses.

The two long swords, one light and one heavy, represent two completely different or even opposite sword paths, sword intent.

If a swordsman in the same realm of the rivers and lakes meets a person who hides a sword, facing two completely different attack methods and sword intents, if there is no way to deal with it, then the result is more losses and fewer wins.

Each sect that can become a product has its own uniqueness, and this is the uniqueness of Zangjian Villa.

"Let's go, senior brother."

Lu Caiwei didn't know when she had already walked to Ye Wuwu's side and spoke softly.

"It's time to go...... But. ”

Ye Wuwu's eyes looked at Ye Yin again, and the meaning was self-evident.

Ten first-grade spirit swords!

After a while, Ye Wuwu left with Lu Caiwei.

Came empty-handed.

When he went, he took eleven swords with him.

When they came, they became three people.

When I went, there were only two brothers and sisters.

After walking down the mountain gate and coming to a town, Ye Wuwu suddenly reacted.

Although the Tibetan Sword Villa is not as far away as the Five Poisons Sect from the Taibai Sword Sect, it is half a month's journey away.

Before, Ning Shixia led the way, and the three of them walked together, and Ye Wuwu didn't feel anything wrong on weekdays.

Now only he and his sister are left.

But it seems to be back to more than half a year ago...... The day when I just came down from the mountain almost a year ago.

In the past, when I first came down the mountain, I was cautious, and I had to use mud to stain my junior sister's face to avoid any trouble.

Now......

It's anyone's guess who will be in trouble.

Ye Wuwu glanced up at the sky.

It's getting dark.

Traveling overnight is not realistic.

Sleeping in the mountains and forests like a hero, burning some game, and then meeting a woman who was chased and killed in a broken temple, and finally formed a good relationship.

Scold.

That's the kind of man who has no money to do.

Rich heroes are all golden and jade dew every day, but there are countless victories in the world.

Ye Wuwu strode and walked into one of the most luxurious-looking restaurants in the town with Lu Caiwei.

He smiled and waved his sleeves, dropped a piece of silver, and spoke.

"Little Er, come to the two upper rooms and serve me the best wine and food."

The conscientious Xiao Er glanced up, and after seeing that it was Ye Wuwu and Lu Caiwei, he looked at it a few times, and then coughed lightly.

"Two rooms?" Xiao Er asked.

"Two rooms." Ye Wuwu responded.

Xiao Er glanced at the ledger and handed Ye Wuwu a look I understand you, Zhengsedao.

"Master, we only have one room? You see? ”

Ye Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled in his heart.

It's really a boring and bloody plot.,I'm not going to be fooled.,It's okay.,We're smarter than the protagonists in other stories.,You can change a house if you don't have a house.。

He turned to leave.

Xiao Er's shout came from behind him.

"This master, don't look for it, it's been the famous sword bidding of the Tibetan Sword Villa recently, and the inns in the city are already full, if it weren't for our family's expensiveness, it would be full."

"If you go out and can't find it, you won't be able to come back, and even this last one will be gone."

Ye Wuwu's face suddenly became a little strange.

He turned to Xiao Erdao.

"Two rooms, you can have them."

Xiao Er shook his head and sighed.

"Not really."

(End of chapter)