In the martial arts arena, the head of Chongxu Dao stood there motionless with an ordinary long sword in his hand. Simon Blowing Snow was standing opposite him, and the cold air around the Drifting Snow Sword was overwhelming.

"Offended!" Ximen finished speaking, and the Drifting Snow Sword struck the Chongxu Daoist with a cold wind. Although it was already summer, the cold air brought by the Drifting Snow Sword had been lingering for a long time, and it was becoming more and more intense. The long sword of Chongxu Dao drew a semicircle, leading the snow sword of Ximen blowing snow and the cold current it carried aside. It is also a Tai Chi sword, and it is a completely different scene to use in Chongxu Daochang. The surroundings kept nodding, this is the real Wudang Taiji Sword, not the half-hung Lu Yiming.

Ximen Fuxue was forced to interrupt his move, and the sword spun in mid-air, straight into the chest of the Void Dao Chief. Chongxu Dao Chang was not in a hurry, and the long sword was drawn in a semicircle, and Ximen Fuxue's sword move was interrupted by it again. Although the sword move was interrupted, Ximen Fuxue was not discouraged, and she injected her internal force into the Drifting Snow Sword. The chill around the sword became even stronger, and there were faint snowflakes in midair.

Her idea was very simple, she was going to directly use the cold air of the Drifting Snow Sword to freeze the long sword of the Chongxu Dao Chief, although it could not be completely still, but it could also slow down its speed. Sure enough, the long sword of the Void Dao Leader reached the speed around the Drifting Snow Sword, which slowed down significantly. Ximen Blowing Snow seized the opportunity, and the Drifting Snow Sword went straight to the long sword of the Void Dao Chief. She thought very simply, she had to cut off the long sword of the Chongxu Daoist first! The Chongxu Daoist naturally couldn't let her get her wish, and the long sword drew a semicircle again, breaking free from the shackles of the Drifting Snow Sword and hitting the right hand of Ximen Chuixue holding the sword.

Ximen Fuxue used force under his feet, and jumped to the side violently, dodging the blow of the head of the void road. Then the Snow Sword stabbed straight at his side. The long sword of Chongxu Dao rotated with him, and there was another semicircle in the middle of the air, and the long sword steadily intercepted the snow sword of Ximen blowing snow. After that, without waiting for the two swords to intersect, Chongxu Dao Chang drew several circles this time, and the aura brought by the sword suddenly covered the Drifting Snow Sword, so that it could not swim away at will.

Ximen Blowing Snow increased the injection of internal force, and the Drifting Snow Sword finally broke free from the shackles and jumped out. Next, Ximen Blowing Snow Sword Qi was like a rainbow, and the Drifting Snow Sword swung the sword light like raindrops towards Chongxu Dao Chang. The long sword in the hand of the Chongxu Dao Chief drew many circles in succession, and the sword light of the Drifting Snow Sword was absorbed by the circle, and the sword qi that entered the rain failed to hurt the Chongxu Dao Chief in the slightest. Looking at the long sword of Chongxu Dao Chief, Ximen Fuxue was also helpless. No matter how much she struggled, she would still be surrounded by the circle drawn by the long strokes of the Void Dao. Moreover, his long sword can always keep a certain distance from the Drifting Snow Sword, so that his sword will not be attacked by its cold air. There were several times when Ximen Fuxue wanted to cut off the sword of the Chongxu Daoist, but he dissolved them one by one. The two of you just like that, you come and go, and I fight as many as a hundred moves in the blink of an eye.

Compared with the indifference of Chongxu Daochang, the internal force consumption of Ximen blowing snow is a little large. In order to maintain the cold air around the Drifting Snow Sword, Ximen Blowing Snow had to continue to inject internal force into the sword, and only in this way could he circulate with the Taiji Sword of the Chongxu Dao Chief, otherwise he would have been surrounded by its Taiji Sword and would not be able to use it. The fight continued, and Ximen Chuixue's face became whiter and paler, and his breath began to become unstable.

Chong Xuan Dao Chang saw it, but he didn't feel relaxed. Experience told him that Simon Blowing Snow must have a trick. Sure enough, the two took more than a dozen face-to-face photos. Ximen Fuxue suddenly inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and then the whole person stood still in the arena. And her qi has always been locked on, and the head of the Dao has never slackened in the slightest.

Chongxu Dao Chief's eyes were full of solemnity, this was the first time he had made a rush attack since the fight. The long sword infused with internal force came straight to the front of Ximen Blowing Snow with the sound of the wind.

The sword was getting closer and closer, and it was less than two meters away from the snow blowing at the west gate. The people around him raised their hearts to their throats, and they thought that the next moment they would see Ximen Fuxue being pierced through the heart by a sword. At this moment, the snow at Simon blew and moved. The Drifting Snow Sword spurted out of its scabbard with a vigorous sword aura, and an unparalleled force burst out in an instant. The head of the Chongxu Dao bore the brunt, and he fell into it all of a sudden, and then was trapped by this huge force. In the midst of the whirlpool, Chong Xudao Chang was in danger, and he stabbed out sixteen swords in a row in an instant, and all of these sixteen swords were stabbed at the same point. I saw that something seemed to be shattered in front of him, revealing Ximen Fuxue's pale face and her Drifting Snow Sword. At this point, the two finally fought a sword, and Chongxu Dao Chang was forced to take three steps back, and then looked at Ximen Fuxue panting, although she did not retreat, but she was angry, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling.

"What's the name of your move?" asked Daoist Chongxu as he turned to Ximen Blowing Snow.

"Cutting the sky and drawing the sword!" Ximen Fuxue said coldly.

"I feel the power of the Yuan Shen in this move, I'm afraid you won't be able to use such a chilling move in a short time, right?"

"Indeed!"

"Then how about we make a peace in this one?" asked the head of the Chongxu Daoist to Ximen Fuxue.

"Listen to the chief of the sermon below. After Ximen Fuxue finished speaking, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. But it turned out that the last blow left her with internal injuries.

Chong Xudao raised his hand towards the sky, and the long sword in his hand cracked inch by inch, leaving only one hilt. In the battle just now, this ordinary long sword could no longer withstand the strength of both sides, and it became like this.

It is conceivable that after today, the fame of Ximen Blowing Snow will definitely rise to a higher level. She first defeated Lu Yiming today, and then fought to a draw with the Wudang Sect Leader Chongxu Dao Chang. Especially in the end, he destroyed the long sword of the head of the Chongxu Dao in the battle. Everyone had to sigh that the high swordsmanship of Ximen blowing snow was rare in the world. Afterwards, even the Daoist Chongxu had to sigh with emotion: "Ximen Blowing Snow will definitely become a generation of sword gods!"

In the Sword God Inn, Wang Yuan was fiddling with the ugliness. Recently, Ah Ugly has started to grow hair, and he is dressed in pale pink fluff, which looks very cute. With Mao, Ah Chou will finally not be ugly anymore, and Murong Qiu likes it even more, so he almost sleeps with it in his arms, provided that Ah Chou is willing. After this period of running-in, Ah Chou has learned to control the power in his body and will not set fires at will. This made Wang Yuan very happy, and several quilts on his bed had been burned out.

With the passage of time, the amount of food that is ugly is also increasing, and it used to be full with one pound of meat every day, but now three pounds of meat is just right for one meal. So Wang Yuan pondered that if it was bigger, he would take it out to hunt, after all, the food provided by the inn was fixed every day, and this extra mouth directly lowered their food standards.