The Tai Chi Sword Technique is a unique product found by the Red Moon Dao Zun in the Wuxiang Ruins, not to mention the Three Thousand Domains, even if you count the Spirit Domain, there is no similar one. Tai Chi Yin and Yang are integrated with her Yuqing bloodline, only she can cultivate, and only she can get it.

The fate of the exercises and the monks has long been predestined, as Master Hongyi, the master of the Qilin in different time and space, said, "No matter what happens, it is the only thing that will happen", and when each monk chooses the exercises, the exercises are also choosing the monks.

In addition to the exercises, her sword, sword qi, and the power of origin contained in the sword qi are all unique existences in this world. Even Zhong Yun and Lin Unyielding, who are both descendants of the Three Qing Dynasty, cannot form an aura similar to her, and she cannot reach the same realm as them.

Fu Yi never thought that there would be people in this world who would pretend to be her, and at present, it seems that what she has done is not a good thing. She had to set the matter straight, and find out what the man had done, where he had been, and who the monks she had met.

In the end, she's going to kill the impostor.

Sensing the unconcealed killing intent in her eyes, Phantom You frowned slightly, glanced at her suspiciously, and said, "Are you sure you want to fight with me?"

"It's not hard work, what's certain about this little thing? Daoyou don't need to say much, just try it to know what's going on!" Fuyi looked at him firmly, slowly got up and stretched out his hand to lead out.

Phantom You turned his eyes to look at He Xiang who nodded at him, and a feeling of boredom arose in his heart, he didn't know why, he always felt that the person in front of him was different from before. At the thought of that ridiculous possibility, his face sank, and he waved his sleeves and walked out of the barrier first.

"Fellow Daoist Hexiang, if there are still people who misunderstand, I bother you to ask them to come over. ”

"Okay, I'll summon you!"

He Xiang has been ten percent sure that the person in front of him is not familiar with the "whisk", judging from her words and deeds and heavy spirit, she is likely to be the real whisk. As soon as he thought of this, He Xiang had a lot of emotions in his heart, and he couldn't say what it was like.

Thirty-three messengers left the pavilion in a hurry, some of them went straight to a certain courtyard in the Sanssouci Courtyard, and most of them still went to all directions of the south and north cities. It seems that the imposter not only likes to hang out in Sanssouci Courtyard, but also loves to make friends around the Twin Cities, and has a very high-profile life.

She was so angry that her teeth itched, she was a real person who broke her legs for sword refining materials all day long, and the fake who pretended to be her actually threw all her souls in Xiaoyao City, which made her have to ask Tiandao silently, is she still Tiandao's daughter? Why is an imposter more comfortable than her!

"Fellow Daoists, all of you have replied and are rushing to the outskirts of the city, let's go too. ”

He Xiang saw that her face was getting more and more ugly, and the killing intent was getting stronger and stronger, and her back involuntarily began to feel cold. What kind of breath was on her, and why did she breathe so much? Before she could figure it out, she left the pavilion in a flash.

The pressure that was as heavy as a mountain suddenly disappeared, and He Xiang let out a heavy breath of turbidity, and said silently: "This is the real 'First Sword Cultivation' ......"

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The Jiuquan Domain had a ruckus in one morning, from the Gongsun family to its dependent family, from the Xiaoyao Twin Cities to several surrounding cities, all of which were boiling over a major event.

Countless monks rushed to the outskirts of Xiaoyao South City from all over the place, the little monks of the Qi Refining Foundation Dan gathered far away outside the crescent moon fruit forest, and the Yuanying real people stepped into the sky one after another, waiting for an exhilarating battle to begin.

Fu Yi, who was surrounded by everyone in the middle of the sky, looked calm, wishing that more people would come.

In this way, she can prove that the imposter they had recognized before was nothing more than a liar who was pulling the tiger's skin to become the king. The real her is a low-key and excellent good sword cultivator who doesn't deceive people! cough, at least she won't deceive strangers who have nothing to do with it!

Hearing the "whispering" that the real people in the distance deliberately wanted people to hear, Fu Yi was even more angry in his heart, not to mention that the imposter was swaggering and cheating, but he didn't just owe the peach blossom debt of Phantom You!

A sour girl said to her companions: "I think she just has no tricks, so she came up with such a way to clear herself, what is not herself, so many Yuanying monks can all be deceived?"

Her companion was a young man, with a look of wanting to see a good show on his face, and his tone was faintly excited. "What's the matter with her, look over there, Wen Zhenren, Zihe Zhenren, and Zhaowu Zhenren are all here! She has had a relationship with these people before!"

"I know, I know, I finally met the real Phantom Tour and let these people go! Originally, it wasn't a big deal, what did it mean to make a look of not admitting it? Hmph, it's really hypocritical!"

Both of them are in the early stage of Yuanying, and they may have recognized imposters in the past, and they obviously didn't deal with it much, so they deliberately didn't use sound transmission when they discussed, so that all the Yuanying monks who watched the battle, and even the Jindan Zhuji monks who secretly flew up from below, could hear it clearly.

In fact, most of the local monks knew what they were talking about, but everyone loved to hear about it, and when they talked about it, everyone had an inexplicable excitement.

Fu Yi knew that everyone wanted to see her jokes, how she rounded the scene, how to prove that she was "not herself". The more monks watched, the calmer she became.

"Fellow Daoists, I heard that there was a monk who pretended to be me and deceived me everywhere, I think you all know her, and you have also seen her learn swordsmanship with the Phantom Wanderer. Today, I would like to ask you to be a witness for me, whether it is true or not, whether it is the same person or not, just one battle to know!"

Her voice echoed in circles over the crescent fruit forest, so that the little monks in the low sky outside the forest and on the ground could hear it very clearly.

There were indeed many monks present who had seen Phantom Youzhen practicing swords with her, two of them, one of them lowered their cultivation and never fought back, and the other smiled and flattered while practicing swords.

It is said that it is a competition, but it is better to show affection in public, but the way is more intense, and it is mixed with a lot of swords, swords and bloody scenes. Whenever they saw these two people practicing swords, everyone would feel helpless for the stupidity of the phantom real person, and they were smart, but they didn't expect to fall under the gauze skirt.

Hearing the words of Fu Yi, some of the onlookers began to waver. In addition to sparring with the Phantom Wandering Real Person, the high-profile female cultivator who is known as the first sword of Jindan often sacrifices the silver broad sword called Qiankun to show off, and the sword aura is indeed amazing, and there are a few times when she is drunk and almost breaks the Ya Room Formation.

There are too many monks who have seen the sword moves and sword qi of "Whisking Clothes", and in front of everyone, no matter how much they disguise, there will be flaws. The sword qi is not like the face breath, it can also be changed through runes or secret arts, once it is used, it is impossible to hold it again.

"Okay, since that's the case, then please let us see it!"

When everyone heard the sound, they looked back, it was Gongsun Ayayu, the city lord of Xiaoyao South City, she was dressed in red, her facial features were suppressed by a serious expression, she was cautious and polite with a little scrutiny, and it seemed that she was already half-convinced.