"Xiaoshan, you can't do this!" Ruoxi said hurriedly when she realized that the situation was wrong.

As soon as the words fell, the sword had been pierced, Xiaoshan's sword seemed to be slow, the air seemed to be compressed, and the internal force around Haopo was dispersed and turned into rootless power.

The corners of Xiaoshan's mouth twitched, and a smile was already floating on his face, as if the goal had been achieved.

"Bump!"

There was a sound of sharp objects colliding, it was the sound of swords clashing.

But when the sword in his hand was a few centimeters away from Xiaoshan's forehead, the sword in his hand instantly felt a huge force coming.

A sword shadow that radiated light flew at an extremely fast speed, and the tip of the sword that was facing it directly was actually against the blade in Xiao Shan's hand.

The sword in Xiao Qian's hand was held horizontally, and the thickness of the sword was only a few millimeters, and such a small volume was actually impacted.

When it was about to be stabbed into Hao Po's forehead, the sword was redirected and shifted to the right.

In Xiao Shan's eyes, a sword shadow flew from the left and collided directly with his sword, his eyes widened, and he didn't even see the sword wrapped in sword light.

The direction of attack of the sword in his hand was deviated, and the little mountain hand moved, and the inertia of the flying sword was weakened because it was blocked, but it was still wrapped in sword light and flew into the distance.

At the same time, Hao Po in front of him opened his eyes, his face became slightly ruddy, and his hands were swinging up, this is the posture of closing the gong?

The original rhythm was interrupted, and Xiao Shan immediately chose to retreat in the face of the sudden situation in front of him.

At the moment when Xiaoshan retreated, a figure passed in front of Xiaoshan's eyes and stopped in front of Haopo, panting at the corner of his mouth.

That's Haotian! His face was a little pale, and he could see that this trick definitely consumed a lot. His hands were empty, and his sword was gone.

You must know that as a swordsman, the sword is almost a part of your life, and without it, your body will be completely weak, and your own reality will definitely disappear more than half.

He was able to make up his mind and throw the sword in his hand, just for a chance with little hope, to throw away the sword, this is not a kind of determination.

Xiaoshan's eyes narrowed, and Hao Po in front of him had already finished standing up.

Haopo took a step forward and touched Haotian's shoulder to show that you did a good job.

And he took a step forward, double behind his back, double swords unsheathed.

The momentum was fierce and murderous, and with a lift of his ankles, the figure flew out.

"Haopo is really angry this time!"

"Isn't that it! He hasn't shown murderous aura in a long time, and this is the second time!"

Haotian looked at Haopo who was far away and sighed.

"Was he seriously injured just now?"

"Guess!" Haoyun said, with a deeply playful smile.

On the one hand, it seems to be warm, but on the other hand, it seems to be a deep hatred, and it is a big shot.

In the process of running, Hao Po instilled internal force into the twin swords with both hands, and layers of light waves transformed on the swords.

The huge broadsword and slender long sword don't seem to have the slightest sense of disobedience, as if they are the same as the two swords, which are very "pleasing to the eye".

Xiaoshan squinted his eyes, his face was solemn, he was very jealous of him, and he concentrated on a fighting posture.

The long sword is as light as the wind, as fast as thunder, and the broad sword is as heavy as Mount Tai, like a thousand catties swept by great force.

As soon as Xiaoshan came into contact with Hao Po's sword, he felt very different, the long sword he had to concentrate, because it was swung very quickly, and if he was not careful, his body would be full of small scars, and as long as it hurt the major arteries, it would no longer be small scars.

Although the broadsword dances more slowly, Xiaoshan is definitely unwilling to make a hard connection, and if it is hard connected, the arm will definitely lose its strength.

Long swords and wide swords, with a match, it's not just one plus one.

Xiao Shan's brows were furrowed, and he took the long sword hard, but his body was completely dodging the broad sword, and he didn't dare to relax at all, so that he was completely powerless, and a sense of powerlessness filled his entire heart.

"I know that just now, it wasn't what you intended, but I can't vent the anger in my heart, you can only accept my anger!"

Hao Po's face was extremely sarcastic, venting the emotions in his heart, and as he spoke, the offensive in his hand was faster and more clever than before.

Ruoxi looked at the situation in front of her, her heart was more anxious, more anxious than before, in her eyes, Xiaoshan was far more important than Haopo Haoyun, and hurriedly ran to Haotian's side, wanting them to stop them.

"Why are you fighting? Besides, what are we here for? I never figured it out!"

Ruoxi ran to Haotian's side, her arms moving, very anxious.

This can stop Haotian, why did the two of them fight! Who knows! Haotian scratched his head, looking like he didn't know.

As for why they are here and what they are doing, they only know that this is a very important task, and the importance of the task is still not to be told to others.

Otherwise, I would have told it a long time ago, so why wait until now.