"Duckweed sends clear water, flowing east and west with the wind. Tie the knot and resign strictly, to avenge the gentleman. ”

“......”

"What does it mean to be devastated today, if you are involved in business. Dogwood has its own fragrance, not as good as Gui and Lan. ”

“......”

"The sun and the moon are not constant, and life is like a flicker. The sad wind came into his arms, and tears fell like dew. ”

"Hairbands make clothes, tailors make clothes. ”

The sword in the hands of the twelve swords did not move, and the recitation of Ying and the sound of the piano had already echoed in everyone's ears.

This sword has not yet been shot, but it has already been known to several people in front of him.

The young man's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and under Yue Izumo's explanation, he also understood how exquisite and happy the sword path he was going to face next would be.

The sword on the twelfth sword Qiushui is still vivid, and it has already shaken his proud and conceited killing sword heart for many years, so the next sword, Kuang Xuan himself doesn't know if he can resist it.

"Sword Four • Duckweed!"

Sword Twelve whispered to himself, leaned back in a wrong step, leaned into his right hand, turned his hand and took the sword, and the sword body slashed through the air, leaving a lilac sword shadow.

The sword qi condensed, the sword shadow became more and more condensed, and with just one sword shot, he saw that the twelve bodies of the sword were like ten thousand swords converging.

This sword started majestically, but as Sword Twelve stopped and took his hand, the remaining sword shadow behind him shattered like an ice sculpture.

With one step, the shattered purple sword shadow suddenly dispersed into the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, it fell into silence.

"A good sword twelve, but you can't see the next sword style, just with this sword duckweed, the magic gate sword, twelve unique!"

The admiration of the sword without a trace was undisguised, and the gaze that looked at Sword Twelve naturally rose a little hot.

"What a natural sword style with a natural move and realm!" Qin Langge couldn't help but admire, "Condense the sword realm with the sword heart, play the sword with the sword realm, and even use the sword momentum to become the sword heart." ”

"This sword, with equal strength, can't be broken at all, unless someone can surpass Sword Twelve at the same time from the sword heart sword realm sword momentum three points. ”

Lu Weifang couldn't help but shake his head as he spoke, this sword was also incomprehensible to him, unless he forcibly broke the Dao in the sword twelve with the same realm evolution move. Seeing that Sword Twelve personally attacked, Lu Weifang knew that the Sword Twelve realm was above him, so cracking this sword only existed in his thoughts.

The fallen leaves floating from nowhere in the sky swirled and fell, but when they fell in front of Bailizhuang, they seemed to be imprisoned by an unknown force. The lilac heaven and earth seemed to be a separate world controlled by Sword Twelve, and time and space were frozen, so that a fallen leaf was manipulated by the rules of it the moment it entered this heaven and earth.

Kuang Xuan's right hand trembled more and more obviously, and the short sword in his hand became more and more heavy. Each change of move seemed to require ten times the previous strength, and more importantly, the weight of the short sword in his hand was still increasing at a clear and palpable rate.

In an instant, Kuang Xuan seemed to feel the sword path of Sword Twelve, and he also understood the true power of the sword in front of him.

One breath, or half a breath?

Kuang Xuan understood the way of Sword Twelve, and also saw the sword in Sword Twelve's hand.

Like a netherworld blade, a lilac afterimage slashed in front of him. Kuang Xuan felt death, and he also understood that he had reached the boundary between life and death.

Electrifying, the winner has been decided!

Heaven and earth returned to calm, and Sword Twelve retracted his sword and turned back, but it appeared in front of Xu Yinyin's eyes in a moment.

The eyebrows and eyes were as warm as water, and it seemed that the life and death that had just been brought by a sword were not done by Sword Twelve.

"Yinyin, I won. ”

Xu Yinyin didn't speak, the tenderness in her eyes couldn't be hidden, she raised her head and chuckled, and then she ignored the eyes around her and fell into Jian Twelve's arms.

The sound of falling to the ground was heard, and Sword Twelve heard the sound and looked back at his opponent not long ago.

"He's got a good look in his eyes. Sword Twelve smiled and exclaimed, "I had those looks a long time ago. ”

"When?" Xu Yinyin asked, raising her head and looking at Sword Twelve.

Sword Twelve pondered seriously: "Probably, it was when I was fifteen years old. ”

This sentence hurts, but it is true, and the truth always hurts.

The sound of the piano dissipated, and the moon rose to the ground and fell silently.

"Twelve, congratulations on getting one step closer to the Heavenly List. Yue Izumo smiled heartily.

Hearing the sound of the moon rising from the clouds, Jian Twelve immediately turned around, and Xu Yinyin finally realized that there were other people around, and her side face was a little crimson.

Sword Twelve shook his head. asked, "Brother Yue, what kind of realm have you entered now?"

Yue Izumo smiled silently, but saw the eyes of several people around him at the same time.

"In the twelve-eleven sentence, I almost forgot that you are the most terrible one. The sword of the twelveth, did you expect it a long time ago?" Luo Qinghuan asked with a look of surprise.

"I just had some feelings, and I didn't fully anticipate the true power of the sword duckweed of Twelve. Yue Izumo shook his head.

"It's not about whether it's completely predictable, it's about whether it's expected. You can see the essence of the twelve swords before the twelve swords, Brother Yue, your realm at the moment is naturally higher than the realm possessed by the twelve swords. Qin Langge said seriously.

Yue Chuyun still smiled, but did not answer, but said: "When you comprehend such a realm, you will naturally understand, and I tell you now, although you can understand, but what you understand is the path I walk, which is harmful and useless." ”

Dao Wuxian nodded silently: "How is it compared to the rumored Wen Renyi?"

Yue Izumo shook his head: "I don't know, maybe, she reached such a realm one step earlier than me." Let's not talk about this for a while, without a trace, now that one of the four matches has been played, if we don't make another move, our opponents will have to go back for lunch. ”

Dao Wuxian and Qin Langge turned back at the same time, their sharp eyes staring at their respective opponents.

The sword path of the twelve swords has already been displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and no one can solve a sword duckweed, and the three of them can naturally think of the question that Qin Langge asked when he talked about the moon rising clouds before.

Sword Twelve is already like this, what kind of demeanor should Qin Langge and Dao Wuji, who are as famous as Sword Twelve, shoot!

Except for the unknown young man in white, the strength of the other three members of the Eternal Night Tribe was basically the same. Kuang Xuan had already died under the twelve swords of the sword, and the outcome of the next life-and-death battle could be known without thinking about it.

The difference in strength is too big, and if you make a move, you will definitely die or live.

Therefore, Sword Twelve put away his sword and returned, and the three people on the opposite side had already retreated in their hearts.

Except for the young man in white, the other two had even taken a few steps back.

Dao Wuji's eyes were slightly cold: "Twelve has ended, the one who used the knife over there, now it's your turn." ”

Yue Qiyun looked at the two people on the opposite side with no fighting intent with interest, his right hand reached out, and a dark glimmer of light immediately flashed in the body of the green jade stream behind him.

The cyan sword hilt is like a swallow returning to the nest and the pitch-black sword body is natural, turning his hand and swinging the sword, he sees that there seems to be a pitch-black figure behind the moon rising clouds that is no different from the moon rising clouds.

"Since you're here, why leave in such a hurry, Eternal Night is very far away from Yangzhou, why don't the three of you stay in Yangzhou?"

The voice fell, and the moonrise clouds, who were originally standing in the middle of the crowd, slowly dissipated, and the young man in white turned back in shock......

One person and one sword, white hair and red clothes.

Yuechuyun smiled warmly, such a smile fell into the eyes of everyone present, but only four words could be seen.

The killing intent has been decided!