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"You're here after all, Ah Juan", Linglong Kite whispered as she threw the sachet out, and then said, "Is this the one I gave you in the first place?"

Before the words touched the ground, the three swords had already struck.

The sun sets, the wind is bleak, the clouds are flying, and the sword is pneumatic and the wind is long.

The night duck was one step ahead of Jing Ye, and caught up with the cuckoo first, and the nameless sword and the firewood knife Sakura were sharp in an instant, and the cuckoo's second sword had already shot. The firewood knife in the hand of the night duck took advantage of the situation, and the nameless sword rushed out of the sky, and the second sword revealed a glimmer of light, bursting out with sparks. The night duck's mouth was shocked, and the cuckoo's third sword came out of its sleeves, brushed the night duck's shoulder, wiped a touch of blood, and the night duck pounced forward.

Almost between the calcium carbide firelight, Jing Ye was slightly stunned, and a gust of cold wind hit behind him, and the colorful flying needle spared him and met the third sword of the cuckoo.

A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of Jing Ye's nose, and he looked back suddenly, almost unable to believe that his senior sister was actually a master of poisoning, but he heard Linglong Kite say: "Little Eight, you dodge, this is the grudge between the two of me and him."

The deadly seven-spice needles flew like colorful mist, and the cuckoo hair flew in the wind, and he calmly responded while saying: "No, I came up the mountain to find him."

As he spoke, the fourth and fifth swords came out together, and he only had one pair of hands, but he made three swords, and the three flying streamers turned into thousands of shadows, cutting the bursts of colorful mist into wisps.

It's just that the three streamers are still galloping, and the cuckoo has already arrived in front of Jing Ye.

A blue light seemed to come out of the body, and the strong and dazzling light broke through the heaven and earth, and slashed straight at the waist of the thorn leaf.

"Out of the sword".

It's still those two words, it's still the seven-star ink sword. It's just that at this moment, Qixingzi has an incomparable earth-shattering sword intent, because it knows that the sword in front of him is the first sword of the Beiling Great Xia Dynasty, Emperor Lan Ling!

"Chin!"

When the two swords collided in one place, the two people holding the swords disappeared into the space together, the chaotic air flow flew rapidly, the night duck gritted his teeth and stood up with a firewood knife with a solemn expression, the colorful mist dispersed, and the exquisite kite fell to the ground, after many years, the two of them had no power to fight with the cuckoo.

The wind in the sky gathers clouds, and the sword light flickered, causing the mountain of Xuanwu qi to collide in all directions, flying sand and stones, and the ancient trees in the mountains were uprooted.

The two strongest swords in the world have finally met, and the two strongest swordsmen in the world have finally faced off!

The decisive battle at the top of Xuanwu, the six-fingered sword demon is enchanted by the sword, his sword is ruthless, and his eyes are full of murderous aura;

These two people have the most extreme understanding of kendo, and they both have their own unique kendo, they are peerless geniuses in kendo, the sword qi is rolling in the clouds, the sword fluctuates for nine days, time, space, and power are all shown in their kendo, and their swords have almost god-like characteristics, fast!

The wind gathers clouds, the sky and the earth change color, and there is a result in just a few breaths.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Jing Ye fell to the ground heavily, and then the cuckoo suddenly fell, and the Lan Ling Emperor in his hand sank into the rock, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground and was silent for a long time.

The night duck helped the Linglong Kite to stand in the distance and shook his head slightly, and the Linglong Kite said, "Duck, which of them do you say won?"

Night Duck snorted coldly: "I have long known that this kid is not angry! Now I have killed Jing Ye in the past, and he is still the first."

Linglong Kite shook her head and smiled bitterly: "If you talk about swords, today's Xiaoba, it is difficult for anyone in the world to seek a victory, Ajuan is restless today, and he can't win if he thinks about it."

"Shit luck!"

The night duck walked angrily towards the shed.

Linglong Kite walked to the cuckoo who stood up slightly and helped him stand up, and said with a smile: "Come on, I've been thinking about what kind of scene the three of us will be when we meet again, it is after many years that the wind is light, we take the wine as a song, look at each other and smile to welcome the reunion after this farewell, or as in the past, we fight side by side, you always charge ahead, blood splashed five steps, but I never thought that it would be on the top of this cloud, duck, prepare wine!"

This laughter penetrated the vicissitudes of the world with a little heroism, Jing Ye patted the soil on his body and looked at the two of them, and said in a stunned voice: "I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see the Yanzilou cuckoo today, senior sister, do you say I want to kill him."

Linglong Kite glanced at Jing Ye and said, "You won't, Xiaoba will pour wine."

Jing Ye put the wine bowl on the table, the night duck poured wine on the side angrily, the cuckoo's eyes were a little dazed, and he was subconsciously pressed on the table by the exquisite kite.

"Where don't you meet in life, why don't you meet with wine and drink!" said Linglong Duck and Night Duck picked up the wine bowl, and then Jing Ye and Cuckoo also picked up the wine bowl at the same time.

The wine bowls "jingled" together, and the cuckoo did not drink it, and whispered: "You don't kill me?"

"He already knew that you were back, and he also knew who we were", Linglong Kite said and looked at Jing Ye, and the night duck on the side was slightly stunned.

As soon as the thorn leaves were drunk, they stood up after drinking, and said to the exquisite kite and the night duck: "Thanks to the mandarin duck's care, after drinking this bowl of wine, the thorn leaves will go down the mountain."

"It's indeed time to go down the mountain, this morning the second senior brother sent a letter, the war in Beihai is unfavorable, and you should not stay in Xuanwu for a long time, he said that you should go to the West Desert Incense Valley, where someone is waiting for you."

Jing Ye nodded, and the cuckoo suddenly said, "You can't go, she's not awake yet."

Jing Ye ignored the cuckoo and walked straight down the mountain, and when he walked past Liu Ruoshuang, he leaned down and put the sachet in her hand, and was about to get up and leave.

A pair of tears burst down her cheeks, and she held back her eyes, pretending that he was asleep.

Jing Ye took three steps, suddenly listened, and said softly: "Miss Xuanyuan, you know, we have no result after all, you forget Jing Ye."

For a moment, as if a sharp sword had cut through her heart, tears swirled around her lips, salty, astringent, she squirmed her lips and whispered: "Then have you ever liked me?"

"I liked it."

The aftermath lingered in the air, but the man was gone.

Xuanyuan Ruoshuang stood up suddenly, looked at the empty cliff flat, and couldn't help but shout: "Jing Ye, you narcissist, I have never liked you......"

After saying this, she cried profusely.

The cuckoo draped the long robe on her, and in the distance, the Linglong duck shouted: "Ah Juan, the second senior brother said in the letter, you are the registered disciple of the senior brother, and you will stay on the mountain with this girl for these days, and don't pay attention to the affairs under the mountain."

The cuckoo glanced at Xuanyuan Ruoshuang and nodded slightly.

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