Withdraw!

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, nine steps!

Gu Chuanxia has already taken nine steps back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He could have gone on to retreat.

But just before he was about to withdraw from the tenth step, Kenshin shook, and an extremely bad feeling came over him.

The corner of his eye happened to catch a glimpse of Tu Shi Xian, who was still stroking the qin at the moment, but for some reason, he frowned, and the notes that should have been perfect and error-free quietly missed a small rhyme.

Gu Chuanxia also learned the piano, and his attainments were quite extraordinary, and he accurately heard this slight change.

When he looked at it again, he saw that the exploding green lotus in front of him had all been turned into one, and only the nine-grade green lotus was blooming in front of his eyes, and in the center of the blooming green lotus, the cyan sword blade in the stamen had already pointed an inch behind him.

Gu Chuanxia was cold, and suddenly burst into a cold sweat.

The Dugu Sword Demon is the Dugu Sword Demon.

He used the time of the nine swords to unconsciously bring the ancient legend into his own rhythm. Until the tenth sword, Gu Chuanxia had been completely caught in a trap by him.

If Gu Chuanxia continues to retreat from the tenth step, then Dugu's sword will pierce Gu Chuanxia's heart without accident.

"How many swords did it start with?" Gu Chuanxia moved sideways, turned around and pulled his sleeves. The white robe with wide sleeves, rolled up with an invisible sword, swung out with a sword, and there was a storm and clouds, and the white clouds followed.

Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds come down one after another. Li Taibai's poem happens to show the charm of the sword of the ancient legend.

Countless white-clothed sword immortals flew in the air.

They seem to be phantoms, but they are incomparably real.

One by one, the white-clothed sword immortals were slashed by the Qinglian Sword in Dugu's hand, and all illusions were reduced to nothingness, without a trace.

As the white-clothed sword immortal phantom in the sky was torn apart, Gu Chuanxia finally escaped the nidal crisis of the tenth sword.

"It's not the first sword, if the trap is in the first sword, I will inevitably find out, is it the fourth sword, or the fifth sword..."

In an all-out fight, once there is a doubt about the opponent who is fighting, then the doubt is likely to accumulate, then magnify, and finally turn into a gap.

Swordsmanship is like the art of war, only knowing the courage of a horseman, he will never be able to reach the peak of swordsmanship, which is a truth that ancient legends have understood a long time ago.

"It's just that with Dugu's swordsmanship, even if I follow the routine of real and virtual, and virtual is real, I am suspicious, but I am afraid that I can't deceive him, but I show my flaws and am pursued by him. ”

"It seems that that trick is going to be used in advance, hoping to suppress him, so that he can't see through it, and tie the situation again. ”

Gu Chuanxia stepped out in one step, his hands spread out.

One hand holds a sword, the other hand holds a false hand.

Scold!

Out of thin air, he made a movement to return the sword into the sheath, and the moment the blade was returned to the scabbard, all the air in the entire space seemed to be frozen.

At this moment, even Dugu's sword-swinging action paused.

He looked at Gu Chuanxia in surprise.

It is not space that freezes at this moment.

If it was just a simple space forbidden, it would not be able to stop Dugu's Qinglian Sword that contained an innate wisp of murderous intent.

"Fate!"

"Fate is only empty in the sky, and only by returning to the body can it become fate. A good move to return the sword to the sheath. The illusory fate has been turned into a trajectory of actual existence... I'm waiting for you to draw your sword. Dugu said, the expression on his face was not only appreciative and excited, but also solemn.

Gu Chuanxia's sword shocked him.

With this alone, Gu Chuanxia had already achieved his basic purpose, interrupting the rhythm of Dugu's sword after sword. The trap that surrounded it tore a clearly visible gap.

The ancient legend held the sword scabbard and hilt that might exist, and the green tendons on his arms were exposed, making him look extremely heavy.

What is heavier than time in this world is fate.

Fate is inexplicable, untouchable, incomprehensible, but almost every person, or every life, will feel the trajectory of its existence.

Some people don't believe in its existence and shout that my life is up to me, but they don't know that when they shout this sentence, they have already believed it. No one is going to rebel against a form of power that doesn't exist.

The more you resist, the more you prove that it really exists.

The invisible sword held in the hand of the ancient legend is like the will of a life itself, possessing all the desires to be free from shackles. And that fate has turned into a scabbard, imprisoned, blocked, interfered, and guided.

In the dark, every decision is induced, but you mistakenly think that it is your own choice.

The sword was still in its scabbard.

The atmosphere is getting more and more solemn.

The creatures below the Heavenly Immortals can no longer understand what the Ancient Legend is doing.

They saw Gu Chuanxia make the action of putting the sword into the sheath, and they saw Dugu standing with the sword in his arms, useless movements, and thought that this duel was over.

"What! Who won, who lost?" a white jade dragon from the Earth Immortal Realm complained to his companions.

"Shut up! If you don't understand, don't make a sound, lest you be embarrassed." "The one who said such a fierce rebuke turned out to be the Ice Dragon King. Although she is an ice and snow dragon, her own personality tends to be gentle, and she has always been kind to her own people, and she rarely has such an exciting situation as in front of her.

The creatures of the Earth Immortal Realm don't understand, and those in the Heavenly Immortal Realm also see half-truths and half-truths.

They could feel a little that the ancient legend of the sword was put into the sheath, not to end the battle or admit defeat, but to give birth to some kind of extremely powerful power.

But what is specifically contained in this, their vision is not enough, and they can't understand it at all.

Those present knew that only the Ice Dragon King, Tushi Immortal, Dugu and Gu Chuanxia himself, a total of four.

Among them, the feeling of the Ice Dragon King is the most unique.

Whether it was facing Dugu's innate killing machine or Gu Chuanxia's fate scabbard, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness. In the face of such power, she knew that she was weak and helpless.

With such a swordsmanship, any sword aimed at her, she could only close her eyes and wait for death.

This feeling made her very unhappy, and there was a kind of depression that was suppressed in her heart and could not be vented, which was why she would lose control of her emotions.

With a long exhale, the Ice Dragon King, like all the creatures who knew or didn't understand, waited for the ancient legend to draw his sword.

She really couldn't imagine that the scabbard formed by fate hid the blade. What kind of edge can it penetrate the barrier of fate?

Or maybe Gu Chuanxia couldn't pull out his sword at all, he was just bluffing and using it to bluff Dugu?

Dugu waits!

Waiting for the ancient legend to come out with his sword again.

But Gu Chuanxia was still in that position, as if the blade had been welded to death in the scabbard.

One moment, two moments, three quarters.

Dugu finally smiled slightly: "It seems that I can't wait for you to draw the sword! I'm waiting for you, and you're waiting for me." ”

Gu Chuanxia seemed to have exhausted his strength after drawing his sword, and no longer spoke, only nodding slightly. The green tendons on his arms have been completely highlighted, like dragons, coiled around his arms.

"In that case, look at the sword!"

Dugu stabbed with a sword, like the dawn that pierced the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, Kunpeng roared in pain as a distinct wound opened in his abdomen.