The temple, the top of the Broken City King City, the two figures stood opposite each other.

The long wind passed, and the black and white clothes rolled together.

The swords they held in their hands were all iron swords of 500 wen in the city.

"The royal city is the field, those who go out of the royal city are defeated, and those who hurt passers-by are defeated, and they are not allowed to use the power of authority to fight with the innate spirit, only fight with swords, and the defeated are slaves, right?" Si Ming finally confirmed.

Once this slave war letter is signed, if either party violates it, the war letter will take effect directly, giving the slave crest.

Ning Chang nodded and said, "I have always been a believer, and I guess the Snow Porcelain girl is the same." ”

Si Ming said: "Snow porcelain is my past name, from now on, just call me Si Ming." ”

Ning Chang snorted and said, "If I can, I still hope that there will be no such battle." ”

"Stage fright before the war, this is a taboo of the sword. Si Ming said.

Ning Changjiu shook his head slightly and said, "I don't want to fight, but I'm not afraid to fight." ”

The dialogue is simple, and so is their first sword.

Between the two, there seemed to be a thunderbolt, it was not real thunder, but a snow-white sword light that fell from the sky.

Their swords stabbed out at the same time, as promised.

The sword swayed in the skylight, and each shadow it changed was sharp or soft, sometimes like the petals scattered in the basket of the heavenly maidens, and sometimes like tens of thousands of crows flapping their wings in unison at night.

The two figures disappeared in place at the same time, and the thunder began and fell in an instant.

Three feet, three feet, three inches...... Their faces almost touched each other, their hair touching each other's raised hairs.

The hair is also a sword, and when it touches it, it vibrates like a string, and in a flash, a shallow line of blood is cut on the cheeks of both of them.

People are veneered, and the sword is also veneered, like a mirror, in the sword body, the eyes of the two are like thunder points that touch.

Thunder exploded, swords and fire intersected, everything happened in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the two people who were originally opposite each other had switched places, back to back.

"Your sword has slowed down. Si Ming said.

Ning Changjiu knew that his sword was indeed slow, in the past, when he took out the sword, he had no distractions, but after the battle with the Sin King, he was more or less infiltrated by the other party's divinity.

This is the divinity of the lord of the nation. The lord of the country is transcendent from heaven and earth, indifferent to life and death, this is the state of mind that only he has when he is free, no matter how subtle it is, it is not suitable for him now.

His sword was not a ruthless sword, and the concept in his heart could not be erased by a little divinity, so the two states of mind were mixed up, making it difficult for him to calm down, and the sword naturally slowed down a little.

That's a fatal fraction.

The two of them faced each other with the first sword, and a trace of blood oozed from Ning Chang's fingers.

This is the first thunder of today's Broken City.

When the thunder sounded again, the two figures soared down into the air, and on the roof, the bricks and tiles were shattered, and the wind blew into dust.

The swords of the two men collided violently. Every time the fire flashed in the sky, it was the handover of the two long swords.

The sound of swords became more and more rapid.

A series of fires lit up in the sky were like lit firecrackers, and their figures appeared and disappeared in them.

And every sword of Si Ming's sword, there will be a little bit of residual power, and that bit of residual power is the sword intent hidden in the air, after the seventy-two swords, these hidden swords suddenly exploded in the air, and by the time Ning Chang reacted, he was surrounded by seventy-two sword shadows.

Ning didn't act rashly for a long time, he knew that these seventy-two sword shadows would not hurt him, he was waiting, waiting for the moment when Si ordered the sword to be released.

Si Ming drew his sword.

Si Ming's sword swooped down with the sword shadow, first a point, and then it shone brightly, enveloping Ning Changjiu's white clothes in it, and Ning Changjiu's tight arm also held the sword and burst out instantly, the moment he came out of the sword, he closed his eyes, not with his eyes, but with his spiritual power to extend, and captured that bright point in it.

Seventy-two sword intent exploded ten thousand points of starlight on Ning Chang's white clothes.

In the starlight, Ning Chang accurately locked Si Ming's sword.

The tips of the two swords accurately countered each other, the sword body was bent, and the figures of the two people quickly pulled in, Ning Changchang's left fist hit Si Ming's face door, Si Ming slapped his palm at the same time, his fists touched, and the figures of the two people approaching instantly pulled away.

Si Ming's black robe opened, and the sword was divided to the side, cutting off the remaining strength at the same time, but also stabilizing the retreating figure, and Ning Chang landed on an eaves, tiptoeing to the ground, until he slid to the edge of the house before stopping.

Ning Chang pressed his chest.

He couldn't help but want to draw his sword, but the sword spirit was still asleep, and the sword of Shura could not exert its peak power. The most important thing is that Si Ming gave up his black sword, this act is also equivalent to sealing Ning Changjiu's sword, this battle is not divided between life and death, so he is not willing to draw his sword against his heart.

This is also a small calculation of Si Ming, she would rather lose some of her own advantages, but also block all her uncertain possibilities.

Si Ming didn't give him a respite.

Her black dress was like a leaf blowing from the sky, fluttering lightly, and in an instant, it was almost past the wind, and it crashed towards Ning Chang.

Chopping and stabbing, moving and turning, all the swordsmanship and body skills were stimulated in an instant, and the figures of the two people were entangled, and then staggered, with each sword, Ning Changjiu was forced to retreat a point, and in the blink of an eye, his figure had been forced from the roof to the ground.

The people in the royal city were already empty, and they were all gathered on the walls of the dynasty at this moment, watching this peak battle from afar, and their hearts were shocked.

Ning Chang was like a dead leaf swept into the long street, and before his body could stand firmly, Si Ming's sword was approaching again, and the flickering sword shadow shone like snow, Ning Chang captured the trajectory of the opposite sword in the light and shadow, although he could block most of it, but he had no time to find a chance to fight back.

If it continues like this, Ning Changjiu will definitely be forced to die by this stormy sword until the first flaw is revealed.

And once his defensive momentum is cut out of the gap, what awaits him next will be defeat!

After retreating dozens of steps, Ning Chang twisted his steps and stepped on the green bricks under his feet. His figure also stopped abruptly, he collided with Si Ming's sword, Si Ming frowned slightly, thinking to himself that he was sure that he would not kill him?

Si Ming really couldn't kill him, so her sword deflected a little and slashed at her shoulder.

Ning Changjiu bumped into Si Ming's body, but it was like an illusory shadow.

The breath that Shui Yue won in the mirror caused Ning Changjiu to pass through her body like a phantom, and then he grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand and stabbed it behind him.

The speed of this sword was extremely fast, but Si Ming still reacted, and she put on a strange back sword pose.

The sword was attached to Xiu's back, like armor, protecting her body and blocking the lightning-fast sword.

After blocking it, Si Ming leaned forward, swept his slender jade legs, and directly crashed into Ning Changjiu.

Ning Chang bent back, dodging the leg that cut into his lower abdomen like a knife, and at the same time, the tip of his sword stuck in the shaft groove of the opponent's sword body also slid upward, slashing towards Si Ming's sword-holding hand.

But this time is enough time for Si Ming to turn around.

With a flick of the silver hair, Si Ming turned around, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, pushed the sword body with the other, pressed the sword that Ning Chang had stabbed, and pushed it directly towards him.

Ning Chang's realm strength at this moment was not as good as Si Ming's, and he was forced to retreat.

"I underestimated you a lot. Ning Changchang said.

Si Ming said proudly: "My swordsmanship is already good. ”

Seven hundred years ago, she was familiar with almost all the kendo scriptures in the world, but she held the authority of time in her hands, and there were not many opportunities to use the sword. But in terms of kendo, she is only stronger than Ning Changchang, not weaker.

At this moment, they are in a similar realm, and this strong line can allow her to earn more after each encounter, and this cheap is the anthill under the embankment, and when the limit is passed, it is the trend of the embankment breaking and routing.

And before the chaos of Broken Boundary City came, Si Ming had also observed Ning Changjiu for three months, and he was very familiar with Ning Changjiu's moves.

The two of them only said one word, exchanged breaths, and then the swords became entangled again.

The first half of Ning Chang's Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra was handed out one by one at a very fast speed, and after all the starting swords and auxiliary swords were cut out, among the thousands of chaotic sword shadows, the three swords slashed out the monstrous sword qi, and when they fell in the air, they were the three most powerful styles in the Sword Sutra.

Just in the blink of an eye, three white gases erupted in front of Si Ming's body, the river entered the desecration, the white rainbow ran through the sun, and the three styles of ink rain were broken one by one.

Si Ming's sword sliced through the shadow and came to him.

The sword lit up into a thread and fell into Ning Changjiu's eyes, as if it had split his eyes in half.

"Let me teach you what a real sword is!" Si Ming's clear voice sounded in his ears, and the dazzling sword light was like a dragon out of water, stabbing at Ning Changjiu's eyebrows.

Ning Chang weighed it and chose to retreat.

The sword light kept coming, and he retreated again and again.

Si Ming's sword slashed through countless astonishing arcs in the air, and the silver sword light and black figure chased after Ning Chang fiercely, and every dozen swords could leave a wound on his body.

The two fought all the way from this end of the long street to the other, and Ning Chang was covered in bruises.

On the city tower, Shao Xiaoli watched this scene nervously, and his heart was about to rise to his throat.

The boss's battle is a game of one defeat and two lives, not only about his dignity, but also about his status in the future, after all, it is extremely difficult for him to turn over by his own efforts, so he has to give full play to the characteristics of the fox and the fake tiger to cover the boss.

She nervously held the black sword in her hand, but the expression on her face remained unchanged, extremely majestic, like a cold chivalrous woman or a majestic empress, giving people a sense of inaccessibility.

She also knows a lot about the path of the kendo now, and she can clearly see that the boss's decline is obvious.

But this can't be all blamed on the boss, after all, he has made so much effort to fight the guilty king, not to mention that his authority has been scattered, and there are still many hidden injuries in his body and bones that have not healed, and this time he was forced to take over the battle book, how can he be a well-prepared opponent?

This command is too shameless!

Shao Xiaoli hated it so much that he couldn't wait to directly grab the sword to the city tower to help the boss, and then joined forces to tie up Si Ming.

But she was also afraid, in case neither of them had ever fought......

She watched without blinking, and had to pray silently in her heart.

The rest of the survivors also watched this battle, most of them were cultivators, and most of the realms they had revealed in their hearts were also a sense of looking up to the mountains. But for this battle, even in the eyes of a child, there is no suspense.

It was the boy who was injured, it was the boy who vomited blood, and it was still the boy who was forced back by the sword.

"Cutting meat with a blunt knife also kills a cow for a day. ”

"This boy is strong enough, but unfortunately he still can't beat that demon girl. ”

"Hmph, how strong is this demon girl? Can it be our Majesty's opponent? Do you still remember that day this demon girl stood beside the king with low eyebrows, and the court meeting was halfway open, and she didn't know how to make His Majesty angry, so she was directly pulled to the back and smacked hard, that voice must be unforgettable, right?"

When Shao Xiaoli heard half of it, he immediately sealed his ears and looked embarrassed.

Thankfully, they'll never know the truth.

After Shao Xiaoli calmed down, he heard someone say: "This white dress is about to become a bloody cloth, but the demon girl is still spotless, it seems that there is indeed no suspense." ”

Shao Xiaoli couldn't hold back any longer, turned his head coldly, and said, "What do you know? ”

"......" The man was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty is right!"

But Shao Xiaoli's favoritism could not win Ning Chang's chance.

Without their domineering and fancy authority, their battle is a fight between the realm of longevity, a roar of swords and swords.

"I originally just wanted to defeat you, but you were just angry, saying that the loser is a slave, and I don't know who gave you courage!"

Ning Chang's Shura physique could resist those superfluous sword intents, but he couldn't resist the edge of the sword.

When Ning Chang fell out of the full moon, he added three more wounds to his body.

His expression was still calm, but this calmness was like snow under the scorching sun, rapidly disintegrating and dissolving.

Si Ming also used all the means, and many of the swords used were rare moves from a thousand years ago, and the strange changes in them caught people off guard.

The Blood Feather Monarch on the city wall stood with his head held high, but he was uneasy in his heart, thinking that this time Uncle Ning was really going to capsize. It was afraid that Si Ming would see it and remember some hatred, so it shrank back unconsciously, and while looking at the people around it, it was still holding the shelf of the god of light, the guardian of the city.

"Is that all you have to do, the Sinner King you defeated with such a sword?" Si Ming stimulated him with his words.

Ning didn't have time to answer for a long time, he stuck to his heart. If the mood is chaotic, the sword will also be chaotic.

He can't mess around.

The figures of the two of them approached again, and the sword light veneer was only an inch.

"Your sword is too slow. Si Ming flicked it away with his sword in his hand, and snatched it away with a sword.

"What about the sword, what about the sword that will kill?!" Si Ming's voice was also like a sword wind.

Such provocative words were suppressed and frustrated, with a strange power, and they really penetrated into Ning Changjiu's heart.

Ning Changjiu couldn't help but say, "What else can you do except provoke?"

"Hmm, what else, won't I have a chance to know if you win?" Si Ming smiled, and she came to him, pressed it with her sword, scattered the strength he had gathered so hard, and slapped it away with the blade of her sword again.

Ning Chang's figure floated away, tearing several red lanterns along the way.

Ning Changjiu took a deep breath, and the remnants of the Sinful Lord's divinity were like extremely discordant notes, disrupting the entire tune.

In order to maintain his state of mind, he retreated directly and ran in the direction of the outside of the city.

Si Ming quickly followed.

It's evening, the night is about to pass, and if Ning has no means to win for a long time, there really won't be any chance at all.

Si Ming also did not wait for the night to come.

She chased after her.

Ning Chang used the Concealment Technique to hide in the twisting and turning royal city.

He didn't seem to know how strong Si Ming was in the night, and even had a feeling of deliberately delaying the other party's time, for fear that she wouldn't win.

Shao Xiaoli stared anxiously at the city.

The sky was getting darker and the wind was getting colder, but her palms were full of sweat.

In her mind, she had already thought of the tragic fate of herself and the boss after tonight, a maid who was a commander and a slave who was a slave.

Finally, the battle took a few turns on a long street.

Ning Changjiu took out hundreds of swords in a row, and finally found a chance to breathe, silently recited the true secret in his heart, and then slashed out the sword.

Shao Xiaoli's sinking heart suddenly lifted, she knew that this was the boss's bottom-of-the-box kung fu, and she had been waiting for this sword.

And the boss's sword never rushes to shoot, it must be to choose the best time, heh, Si Ming, this bad woman seems to ......

Her thoughts froze.

After a while, she realized that the boss was not ripe, but had to do it at the end of his rope.

This sword was like an autumn leaf blowing in the wind, and it fell in front of Si Ming's eyes.

Si Ming really pinched it like an autumn leaf.

"You can't use the same move too many times. Si Ming regretfully broke the tip of the sword, and slapped it out with a palm after giving a golden jade good word.

Ning Chang had no strength to parry, and his body slammed open the door of the house behind him and fell into the courtyard.

Si Ming's figure also swept into the door.

The mansion was too far away, and the newly built walls were a little too high for them to see what was happening inside, but everyone knew that the end was already doomed, and the young man in white would have no chance of winning.

Shao Xiaoli sees the current battle situation more clearly than others.

Unless a miracle happens, the boss will not be able to walk out of the three swords under the sword of Si Ming.

Soon, the staggered sword shadows above the house fell silent, and the movement inside also disappeared.

Night is coming.

When Shao Xiaoli walked down the city wall dejectedly, in the broken door, Si Ming and Ning Changjiu walked out side by side.

Ning Changjiu's body was half covered in blood, and his steps were a little unsteady, he turned his head and looked at Shao Xiaoli on the city wall through the night, with an unknown expression.

The miracle didn't seem to happen.

Shao Xiaoli immediately dismissed everyone. She was afraid that Si Ming would go crazy and punish herself directly in front of them.

Edgeworth followed, cautiously walking behind the two.

Ning Chang's bloody back made her feel a little distressed.

The boss is obviously so powerful, that sinner has let the boss run away, this bad woman is obviously taking advantage of people's danger, and she can't win at all!

She thought indignantly, and then said softly, "Master, this is your sword, I kept it well for you, and it was not broken at all." ”

Si Ming remained cold, ignoring the sword she handed over.

They walked to the palace together.

Only the three of them were left in the cold palace.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

"I'm going to light the candles. Shao Xiaoli said in a low voice to ease the embarrassment. She is obviously a king, but her status is the lowest among the three.

While she lit the candle, she thought about how to please Si Ming, comfort the boss, and convey a little bit of the experience of being a slave.

She lit the candle and turned around, shrugged her shoulders, and the whole person was shocked.

The scene in front of her was so shocked that her eyes were about to pop out.

I saw that Ning Chang, who was half covered in blood, was standing with his back to Si Ming.

And Si Ming didn't know when he had lifted the front of the black robe, and knelt on the ground, her long silky silver hair fell down, covering her almost perfect side, her head hanging slightly, and her snow-white neck was like a swan with her head bowed.

At this moment, her pride and dignity have not faded, but she knelt in front of a man with such a humble attitude, as if she was just a servant girl who was beaten and scolded.

"This ......" Shao Xiaoli finally breathed a sigh of relief: "What's wrong?"

Could it be that the boss secretly gave Si Ming a Gu......? That's a bit sinister, right?

Ning Changjiu turned his head and finally showed a smile to Shao Xiaoli.

Si Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, and said, "I was defeated." ”

"Huh?" Shao Xiaoli was even more surprised when he saw that Si Ming was still awake, and said, "It's ...... What the hell is going on?"

Ning Changchang smiled and said, "Don't you think the direction of the house we entered earlier is a little familiar?"

Shao Xiaoli was stunned, and after a short memory, she remembered that the house they broke into earlier did seem to be familiar?

That's right! That's clearly my former home!

It's just that this house was destroyed once, renovated, and she didn't recognize it at the first time!

But what does that change?

Time went back more than half a year ago, before Si Ming and Ning Changjiu fought for the first time in the real sense, Si Ming had visited Shao Xiaoli's home, and during that visit, she easily pointed out many traps and formations laid by Ning Changjiu, the first of which was the Golden Thread Array buried in the ground.

At that time, she pulled out these threads and put them in the palm of her hand, in order to show her self-confidence and the destruction of Ning Chang's will, she only broke it, but did not destroy it.

This formation has been buried in the ground.

Where does life come from idle chess, everywhere can be foreshadowed.

She finally paid the price for her self-confidence today.

Previously, Si Ming chased a sword into the courtyard, and when he saw Ning Changjiu's familiar eyes, he realized that something was wrong, but unfortunately it was too late, the golden line formation had already been launched, and the one she landed on the ground, her ankle was entangled in the golden thread, and there was no way to retreat.

In fact, she still had many opportunities at that time, but she made the most wrong choice.

Seven hundred years of instinct have prevented her from exercising the power of time.

The gold threads retreated to the ground, but she also violated the rules of the war book.

This battle book is a real contract, and the moment she loses, the slave pattern is automatically formed somewhere in her body, announcing her defeat.

Shao Xiaoli listened dumbfounded, she looked at Si Ming who was low-eyed and pleasing on the ground, and finally reacted, the boss really won.

She will no longer be a slave, but a master!

Her temperament changed suddenly, her hands were crossed on her waist, her eyebrows were raised, and she originally wanted to take revenge viciously, but remembering that Si Ming had not broken the curse by herself, she was a little soft-hearted after all, and just said, "Let me see your slave pattern." ”

Si Ming's teeth clenched his jade red lips, and the unwilling color in his ice eyes flashed and then dissipated.

In the end, she still whispered, "Yes." ”

The black robe fell to the ground in an uproar.

Shao Xiaoli's heartbeat immediately accelerated, she swallowed her saliva, and had to admit that she had some admiration for Sister Si Ming's body, if it weren't for the presence of the boss, she probably couldn't help but pounce.

Shao Xiaoli's eyes swept from top to bottom and asked, "Where is it?"

Si Mingmei's eyes closed slightly, and after sighing faintly, she gently parted her legs, and Shao Xiaoli looked through the dark shadows.

"Original...... It turned out to be in the mouth of the tiger. Shao Xiaoli stared at the inside of her right leg, she was amazed, she thought about it again and again, but she still didn't hold back, and touched it with her hand.

"Don't touch!" Si Ming wanted to stop it, but it was too late, Shao Xiaoli's slender jade finger covered it and pressed it gently.

Her legs tightened, and the current in the slave pattern penetrated Si Ming's body, and she looked up like a dying swan.

After a while, Shao Xiaoli broke free of his little hand and went out silently, blushing and going to the river.

Si Ming half fell to the ground, she looked at Ning Changchang and said nothing.

Ning Changjiu turned around, put on the black robe for her, and then helped her up from the ground, and said, "Don't worry, the slave pattern just guarantees that you won't kill me." You are kind to me, and I will not touch you anything. ”

Si Ming recalled the words that Ye Ning had said for a long time in the Snow Gorge, and sneered: "Pretend, what kind of gentleman to pretend." ”

Ning Chang said: "Believe it or not, we will leave here together." ”

Si Ming grabbed the edge of the black clothes, covering the slave lines on the side of his legs, and his heart was churning with unwillingness and shame, as well as a trace of other special emotions.

Her eyes flickered, unsure if Ning Changjiu was lying to herself.

Leaving tomorrow is certainly acceptable to her, and if what Ning Chang said is true, she can't wait to leave the city at this moment.

Si Ming suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where is that little girl, do you want to take her?"

"Let's see if Xiao Li is willing to come. Ning Changchang smiled and said: "If she wants to come along, I can't stop it, just let you enhance your relationship again." ”

Si Ming's face turned pale.

......

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(Tomorrow should be the end of this dungeon.) ）

(Thank you to the hero of Ji Chanxi!Thank you to the helmsman _ The helmsman of the snow porcelain reward!Thank you for the two of you for your support~)

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