Yuan Xue didn't think much of Xiao Jinyu.

Before going to Fengyun Village, he once challenged Si Xiang, and was defeated by Si Xiang in less than ten moves.

Si Xiang didn't say anything about that battle, and Yuan Xue sneered in his heart.

In her opinion, Xiao Jinyu is a representative who has no strength and likes to pretend, where is the demeanor of Shanyue and her senior sister.

And after not seeing him for such a long time, Si Xiang had already died under the sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and now when he saw Xiao Jinyu again, he still looked calm and graceful, Yuan Xue only felt unhappy in his heart.

I looked down on it then, and I still look down on it now.

In the final analysis, she hates Xiao Jinyu from the bottom of her heart.

Even if she didn't look at Xiao Jinyu's face at all, Xiao Jinyu still saw her, with a gentle and natural smile on her face.

"Miss Yuan, it's been a long time. ”

Yuan Xue snorted, not hiding the disgust in her words at all: "You really came." ”

Being treated indifferently by Yuan Xue, Xiao Jinyu's expression stiffened slightly, and she was not too discouraged.

He looked at Ye Xinglu and asked, "The girl is the maker of the magic circle?"

Ye Xinglu nodded happily.

Xiao Jinyu arched her hand and said, "Please also invite the girl, release my senior brothers of Chiyun Peak." ”

Ye Xinglu smiled and said, "You are here to ambush us, do you want us to give up our advantages and let you bully more and less?"

Xiao Jinyu smiled bitterly: "Maybe the girl misunderstood, I'll wait here to ......"

He glanced at Bei Mingxiu and continued: "Although it is to find Zhou Han's traces, we don't intend to bully more and less. ”

Yuan Xue sneered: "Then what are you doing with so many people?"

Xiao Jinyu replied: "The sect has experience, if I want to do it, they won't make a move." ”

Ming sword Xiao Jinyu, people and swords are bright and fair, which makes people feel good.

He said that they wouldn't do anything, so they really wouldn't be able to attack them in groups, and even if they dismantled the circle, it wouldn't have any effect.

However...... Both Bei Ming Cultivator and Ye Xinglu were cultivators who came out of the world, and they only knew the knowledge of the cultivation world that they wanted to know.

Northern Immortal Cultivator would not believe any rumors that had not been confirmed by him, no matter how loud the name of the Ming Sword was, no matter how upright Xiao Jinyu's current posture was, it would not make him completely relax his vigilance.

As for Ye Xinglu, he didn't even want to know what Xiao Jinyu was, since those guys were hostile to them, they would be trapped if they were trapped, and it would be good if they didn't die directly.

Xiao Jinyu saw that Bei Mingxiu and Ye Xinglu didn't say anything, she was slightly disappointed, and immediately looked at Bei Mingxiu, put the sword back into the sheath, and held the sword diagonally on her chest, revealing her edge again.

Bei Ming Xiu said, "What does this mean?"

Xiao Jinyu explained: "This is one of the etiquette numbers in our area, which represents...... An invitation to a duel. ”

Bei Ming Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Duel?"

Xiao Jinyu nodded and said, "One-on-one, fair duel." ”

He bowed slightly towards the Northern Meditation Cultivator and said, "To tell you the truth, I, Xiao Jinyu, are indeed very interested in the treasures of the Heavenly Desolate Valley, but what I am more interested in is your cultivation as a disciple of the Shoreless Sword Peak. ”

"I also want to see which is better or worse between the rumored authentic Canglang Sword Technique and my Chiyang Sword Technique of Chiyun Peak. ”

Without waiting for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to answer, Yuan Xue shouted angrily: "You are already a seventh-order cultivator, this is not fair at all!"

Xiao Jinyu shook his head and said: "My invitation to this duel is only in the way of the sword, and I guarantee in the name of my Xiao Jinyu Ming Sword, and I will never take advantage of others in terms of spiritual power." ”

Bei Ming Xiu squinted his eyes slightly and said, "Are you sure?"

Xiao Jinyu nodded and said: "What I want is a dignified victory, if I win, please let go of my senior brothers in Chiyun Peak, and apologize to them, if I lose, Brother Zhou can make a request at will, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it." ”

Bei Ming Xiu pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I accept it." ”

"Zhou Han?"

Yuan Xue was about to dissuade her, but Ye Xinglu gently covered her mouth, and the latter's leisurely laughter also reached her ears.

"Who is he, you should know better than me, if you are not sure of the battle, will he fight?"

Ye Xinglu gently patted Yuan Xue's shoulder and squinted at Xiao Jinyu, like a fox that saw its prey.

"I can't get used to this kind of person who has bad intentions but wants to pretend to be above board. ”

"If Zhou Han can't do it, what about me. ”

......

Xiao Jinyu walked into the depths of the forest.

The Northern Meditation followed.

Ye Xinglu and Yuan Xue obeyed the arrangement of the Northern Meditation Cultivator and stayed by the side of the trapped disciples of Chiyun Peak.

Even though the trees in the woods have almost lost their clothes as winter approaches, walking among so many trees is still like swimming in the forest.

In a slightly larger clearing in the woods, Xiao Jinyu stood still and turned around.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator also stopped, looked around, and said, "Nice battlefield." ”

There are trees nearby, and the yellow leaves are piled up all over the ground, and every step is driven by the rustling of yellow leaves, and the sword qi can lead the yellow leaves to flutter, as a battlefield for sword fighting in the forest, it is very suitable.

Xiao Jinyu smiled: "When I passed by here before, I thought it was good, quiet, and beautiful. ”

He looked at the yellow leaves piled up on the ground and said, "It's a pity that it's almost winter, and if it's spring, this battle is estimated to be beautiful." ”

Bei Ming Xiu said: "I think it's good. ”

Xiao Jinyu said: "That's good. ”

He slowly drew the long sword in the sheath, and the red cloud lines on the hilt were the same as those on his clothes, but they were more complex and refined.

"This sword is called 'Chiyun', it is the main sword of my Chiyun Peak, and it was given by my family teacher before this experience. Xiao Jinyu saluted with her sword and said, "Please advise." ”

Xiao Jinyu's sword has the same name as Chiyun Peak, and it obviously represents the inheritance of Chiyun Peak, and it may not be long before Xiao Jinyu is the peak master of Chiyun Peak.

For Northern Meditation, this doesn't mean anything.

He only knew that this Red Cloud Sword would have a good touch with his cold underworld.

Bei Ming Xiu pulled out the cold darkness and saluted back: "Please advise." ”

His eyes looked up and down on Xiao Jinyu, trying to find his weak spots.

According to the original agreement, this battle is just a battle in the way of the sword, and there is no difference between life and death, but it is not uncommon for the fight to suddenly become a battle of life and death.

For battle, he has always been used to being prepared.

The two of them stood opposite each other with their swords in their hands.

"I have had the pleasure of seeing Guan Shanyue's battle, his Canglang sword technique can be described as superb, this time I just want to see how the Canglang Sword of Canglang Gate is different from the Canglang Sword of Wushore Sword Peak. ”

Xiao Jinyu said with a straight face: "I will press my spiritual power to the same level as you, please do your best." ”

Bei Ming Xiu smiled and said, "If you don't say it, I will do my best." ”

The voice fell silent.

The breeze blew gently, and a few yellow leaves were blown up from the ground and floated in the air, like butterflies fluttering.

A cold light bloomed, and a yellow leaf flying in the air instantly broke into two.

The Northern Meditation is no longer in place.

Only countless yellow leaves that bloomed like flowers still fluttered there.

And the Cold Shadow Sword has already collided head-on with the Red Cloud Sword.

The sword of the Northern Immortal Cultivator is very ordinary, just an ordinary stab.

Xiao Jinyu's response is also very ordinary, just an ordinary pick.

The two swords intersect and are separated with one touch.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator already had a rough judgment in his heart.

Xiao Jinyu's kendo cultivation is indeed not low, and he is qualified to be included in the four swords of Fenghua together with Si Xiang.

His sword seemed ordinary, but it actually concealed the cold and dark sword intent, and it suddenly erupted at the moment when the two swords intersected.

However, Xiao Jinyu guided the sword intent that had not yet had time to bloom in that gentle pick, and truly achieved four or two thousand catties.

And he could also feel that a vibrating spiritual power was flowing down the Cold Immortal Sword towards his right hand.

It wasn't meant to hurt anyone, it was just to shake away his sword-holding hand.

In a sword fight, if the sword is knocked down, it is considered a loss.

The Northern Darkness cultivator's hand was slightly forced, and the cold qi of the Northern Darkness flowed out along the hilt of the sword, blocking all the spiritual power.

The Stygian Sword stabbed out again.

In just a few breaths, the two swords have intersected a hundred times.

After the electric lightning, the two were more than ten feet apart again, and they also had a deeper feeling for each other's kendo level.

Xiao Jinyu's expression was slightly different, and then she smiled.

"You're stronger than I thought. ”

"Thank you. Bei Ming Xiu said seriously, "But this battle, even if it is really a fight, you will not win." ”

Xiao Jinyu frowned slightly and asked, "Why?"

"Although I have been told that my vision is not good, I still have the basic vision of seeing people. Bei Ming Xiu smiled, "The greed in your eyes has exposed you. ”

"The Ming Sword of the Four Swords of Fenghua is still just a layman. ”