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Sun Yuru's round eyes swept over everyone, and he hummed: "Let's do it!"

"Look at the move!" A middle-aged man stepped up, his long sword collared, and stabbed Sun Yuru's towering chest.

He leaned forward, and the sword stabbed straight into his left chest, and the tip of the sword turned into a little cold light, and stabbed straight at him like a meteor.

Sun Yuru snorted, her wrist trembled, and a cloud of silver light lit up in front of her, first the size of a watermelon, and then it became bigger and bigger, spreading, and the light became brighter, creating a sea of silver.

This person's body is one with the sword, his footwork is extremely fast, and he rushes straight into the silver ray in the blink of an eye.

The sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding" is crisp and continuous.

Immediately, his figure staggered, and he took a few steps back one after another, his hand empty, and the long sword had fallen to the ground unconsciously.

"Fifth Senior Brother!" the thin old man stepped forward and said eagerly.

"Snort-" Like a balloon being punctured, in the snort, blood spurted from his chest, like several water pipes spraying out together, and several blood arrows were bright red and dazzling in the sun.

"Fifth Senior Brother-!" The thin old man roared, and his right hand hurriedly sealed the acupoints in front of him, trying to stop the blood arrow.

A thin middle-aged man next to him tore off his shirt and wrapped him around him like a zongzi to prevent blood from spurting out.

It's just that the man's injuries were too severe, and blood spurted out from several wounds together, and they did stop the bleeding, but the blood was gone.

This middle-aged man is like a tree, withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it is already dead and dead.

The thin old man shook him violently, but the man was unconscious, and his body began to chill and gradually hardened.

He looked up to the sky and roared, "Fifth Division-Brother-!"

The other eight people had heavy faces and stared at Sun Yuru coldly.

Sun Yuru's heart sank slightly, and she was uneasy, but her eyes were wide open, and she stared at them coldly, showing no weakness and disdain.

When she practiced Luoxia's swordsmanship, it was still short, and the swordsmanship was easy to be uncomfortable, and she couldn't control the power, and the sword light burst out like fire, and she couldn't restrain it.

Although that person's swordsmanship was wonderful, he had the idea of underestimating the enemy, and when he was caught off guard, he had already been hit by several swords, and he regretted it.

"I'm here to learn and learn the tricks!" A middle-aged man jumped out, with a full beard and eyes like copper bells, glaring at Sun Yuru fiercely, and gritting his teeth when he spoke.

Sun Yuru glanced at him, waved his little hand, and showed his face coldly: "I don't want to kill again, you better go!"

"Take it!" he shouted, and pounced, in the air, the long sword came out of its sheath, and turned into a bolt of lightning that hit Sun Yuru directly.

Sun Yuru was a little on tiptoe, sliding a step away obliquely, staggering obliquely with the incoming sword, and the long sword was picked up, obliquely from the bottom to the top.

The angle of this sword is strange, although the speed is not fast, but it gives people a sense of abruptness, and it is out in an instant, intersecting with the opponent's sword.

With the crisp sound of "ding", the two figures stagnated at the same time, and each took a step back, dissolving the strange power on the sword.

Sun Yuru was awe-inspiring in her heart, she had always been successful in this move, and she had tried and failed, but this time she encountered a hard stubble.

The middle-aged man glared at her fiercely and sneered: "If there are really two hits, my fifth senior brother will not be wronged!"

Sun Yuru pursed her lips tightly, her heart was racing, Luoxia's swordsmanship was too powerful, she killed someone just now, and she didn't dare to use it again, but this person was difficult.

In a difficult situation, the big man swung his sword again, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, wanton swaying, and the swordsmanship was exquisite, far worse than Sun Yuru.

In a few moves, Sun Yuru fell into the wind and was led by his nose, only with the power to parry, and there was no ability to fight back.

Li Tianyong and Yang Guangyuan frowned, they didn't expect the people of the Canglan faction to be so strong in martial arts, Li Tianyong thought to himself, the third senior sister's swordsmanship is now exquisite, and she is stronger than herself, but she can't bargain in the hands of this person, if it was herself, she would have been defeated.

He glanced at the senior sister, Du Wenxiu was still cold, looking at the field lightly, as if he was indifferent.

Sun Yuru was angry in her heart, but she couldn't bear to kill, and shouted: "Hey, stop it, don't provoke me to use a killing move!"

"Come on, I want to see it!" the big man sneered, and his swordsmanship became even more violent, like a downpour, pouring down.

Sun Yuru secretly gritted her teeth and shouted: "Hmph, this is your own death, don't blame me when you go underground!"

As he spoke, his figure shook slightly, out of the sword light, and a cloud of silver suddenly appeared in front of him, the size of a watermelon, as if an oil lamp had been lit, and the light became brighter and brighter.

Dahan's eyes shrank, his whole body tensed, the power of this move, he had already seen it, the swing of the long sword beside him, impermeable to the wind, water could not be splashed, he didn't believe that with his own defense, the opponent's sword could hurt himself.

Sun Yuru tapped her toes, her delicate body floated forward, and the silver rays burst out, emitting a silver ocean, sweeping the big man.

The continuous sound of gold and iron is crisp and pleasant, like waving a pipa, indescribably melodious.

"Good...... Swordsmanship!" The long sword in the big man's hand fell, muttering to himself, staring at Sun Yuru tightly, his rough face was in a daze, as if he had seen some strange scene.

Sun Yuru returned his long sword to the sheath, took a light breath, and snorted lightly: "I told you before, you didn't listen, and now you're injured, no wonder I'm wrong!"

"Seventh Senior Brother?!" one of them ran out, helped the big man, and asked softly, not looking at where he was injured.

"I ...... I'm incompetent...... I can't avenge the revenge of the fifth senior brother!" the big man smiled bitterly, his face pale, and his left hand slowly covered his right shoulder.

As soon as he covered his hand, blood gushed out between his fingers, along his fingers, down his wrists, and into his sleeves.

He hurriedly clicked on the big hole around his shoulder to stop the bleeding, and his right arm kept hanging down, motionless, as if it was broken.

"Seventh Senior Brother, why are you so strong?!" The man stomped his feet, hated and scolded, his tone was not good, he turned his head to glare at Sun Yuru, squinted at her, and coldly reprimanded: "You were born beautiful, but I didn't expect your heart to be so vicious!"

Staring at the shoulder of the big man, the blood gushed like a spring, and his heart was even angrier, muttering and scolding: "...... What a ruthless heart!"

Sun Yuru glanced at him, didn't bother to say, turned to the rest of the people, and hummed: "But there are still people who are not convinced and want to compete with me?!"

"The little girl is so rampant, the old man will meet you for a while!" An old man appeared in front of her with a floating figure, stroked his hair and said lightly.

This old man is thin, tall, with a wide gray shirt, swaying, showing his skinny bones, white eyebrows, three locks of white beard under the chin, stroking with his left hand, and raising his head, like a teacher in a private school in the village.

He had a long sword tied around his waist, and the scabbard was obliquely attached to his leg, showing a bit of a down-and-out appearance, revealing both a shabby atmosphere and a bit of arrogance.

With such a temperament, he is not like a person who practices martial arts, but more like a teacher.

Sun Yuru's round eyes widened, she glanced him up and down, her voice slowed down, and said, "Old man, what are you here to make a fuss, let's go back and take care of it, lest I hurt you carefully!"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and said lightly: "Your trick, although it is not bad, is a small way in front of me." ”

Sun Yuru was stunned for a moment, and giggled: "Old man, you have such a big breath!"

"The old man never lies!" the old man stroked his hair and smiled faintly, his expression was arrogant, and he looked up at the sky, as if he disdained to look at Sun Yuru.

"Okay, very!" Sun Yuru nodded, pressed the hilt of the sword, and snorted: "I want to see if the old gentleman is talking big!"

The old man stroked his beard and looked at the sky, and waved his hand: "Let's do it!"

Seeing this, Sun Yuru pursed her lips, annoyed in her heart, this old gentleman looked shabby, but he was so arrogant, and he really didn't like it.

Du Wenxiu took a step forward and stood in front of Sun Yuru.

Sun Yuru looked at her in surprise, not knowing why.

Du Wenxiu said calmly: "Senior sister, you don't have to make a move, this old gentleman's internal strength is profound, you are not an opponent." ”

"Try it and you'll find out, senior sister. Sun Yuru said coquettishly, looking at the old man who looked up at the sky unconvinced.

Du Wenxiu shook his head: "You don't have to try, so as not to get hurt." ”

Sun Yuru glanced at Senior Sister, and when she saw that she looked serious, she nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to Senior Sister!"

The people of the Canglan faction clamored and muttered one after another, scolding Sun Yu for being as cowardly as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death, and fled when he saw the master.

Sun Yuru's face was as usual, her round eyes glared at them fiercely, and she said coquettishly: "You people are really strange, you know that you are invincible, and you don't back down, but you rush to die, you are really the biggest fool in the world!"

The Canglan faction immediately shouted and scolded, nothing more than a random scolding of "Little Niangpi" and "Stinky Niangmen", and they couldn't wait for Sun Yuru to be sent to death.

Yang Guangyuan scolded back, saying that they bully more and less, and bully the small with the big, at such an old age, they can be grandfathers, but they compete with the third senior sister, they are really not ashamed, and they are embarrassed!

There were a few disciples of the Yanxia Sect behind him to help, and the shouting and scolding were on par with those of the Canglan Sect, and there was a commotion in the martial arts arena.

Sun Yuru glanced at everyone, pursed the corners of her lips, didn't bother to pay attention, took a step back, and said to the old man: "Old man, I lost, not your opponent, but my senior sister is very powerful, do you dare to compete with my senior sister?!"

The old man stroked his hair and lowered his head, his eyes sparkled, and he turned around Du Wenxiu coldly, and nodded slightly: "This girl, it's a bit interesting, okay, you can make a move!"

Du Wenxiu took two steps forward, pressed the hilt of his sword, and stared at him with bright eyes, his expression focused.

She was already beautiful and plump, and at this time she stood by the sword, and her posture was even more beautiful under her concentration, and the two sides of the noise slowly calmed down, looking at her in a daze.

"Huh-" The soft whistle became louder in the silence, and a ball of silver appeared in front of Du Wenxiu, and a little under his feet, the old man.

Seeing this, the old man laughed, let out a long roar, the long sword shook, and suddenly four sword flowers appeared in front of him, dazzling white, blooming like lotus flowers.

When Du Wenxiu approached, the four lotus flowers fully bloomed, forming a curtain of light, blocking themselves behind them.

In front of Du Wenxiu's eyes was a silver wave, sweeping towards the old man.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding" The two waves collided, making countless crisp sounds, like countless jade beads rolling down on the jade plate.

Suddenly, a cold lightning flashed between the two, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, so as not to burn their eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the old man had a sword against his throat, and Du Wenxiu held a long sword against the old man's throat, looking at him quietly.

"You've lost!" she said lightly, slowly unsheathing her sword.

The people around were dumbfounded, they didn't see the sword just now, this must be a wonderful sword.

"You girl, what the hell are you messing with, what kind of secret weapon was just now?" a middle-aged man from the Canglan faction shouted angrily.

The old man waved his hand to stop his words, looked at Du Wenxiu, and said lightly: "I am defeated, why should your subordinates be merciful?!"

"We're not enemies of life and death, we don't have to. Du Wenxiu's tone was indifferent, and his feelings did not seem to fluctuate in the slightest.

The old man nodded, sighed, slowly inserted the long sword back into the sheath, and saluted Du Wenxiu with a fist: "The skill is not as good as others, and I am willing to bow to the wind!"

"Senior Brother Song......" the thin old man said busily.

The old man stroked his beard and waved his hand, and said lightly: "Since I have been defeated, I have no face to stay here again, so I will go first!"

After that, take a step forward, step again, and have stepped nearly seven or eight feet away, and in the blink of an eye, they have gone farther and farther, and after a while, they have disappeared at the mouth of the valley.

In the Canglan faction, people were just stunned, but no one stopped them, obviously, this old man had a very high status in the faction and had extraordinary prestige.

"He's gone, do you still want to stay here?" Sun Yuru glanced at the thin old man and snorted coquettishly.

With the old man's move just now, Sun Yuru was convinced, he was indeed not someone's opponent, and he was up to the senior sister to stop him.

Just now, if you change yourself, you won't be able to stop the old man's moves at all, I'm afraid that I will lose, maybe my life will not be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, she was faintly afraid, listening to the senior sister, it was really right!

The thin old man sneered, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "To deal with you, you don't have to be Senior Brother Song, go up together and take them down!"

As soon as he gave this order, six Canglan sect members took action and surrounded the two women in one fell swoop.

Du Wenxiu reacted very quickly, pulled Sun Yuru, floated back, and when their feet hit the ground, they had already retreated a few feet, out of the crowd.

Sun Yuru's beautiful face was full of anger, and she snorted: "Such a shameless person, I have never seen it before, senior sister, let's kill it!"

"Kill!" Du Wenxiu snorted lightly, pressing his long sword in his hand.

Sun Yuru took a step forward and leaned to the right, and the direction in which the two stood was at right angles, forming a combined trend.

"Snort-" Like the sound of tearing cloth, Sun Yuru's chest suddenly appeared, pursed her tender lips, and looked at the three people who pounced.

Six people besieged them, but they didn't surround them, and there were three people in front of them, and the person who took the lead was the head of the Canglan faction, the thin old man.

Seeing the silver mang, he was furious, there were already two masters who folded on this move, which was really hateful.

He shook his long sword, and three sword flowers appeared on his chest, and the sword flowers merged in one place, shining brightly, and rushed forward, meeting the silver light on Sun Yuru's chest.

"Buzzing ......" is like the sound of the arrow being shot out and the string of the arrow vibrating when the arrow is shot, and everyone is uncomfortable when they hear it, and their chests are full of nausea, and they feel that their whole body trembles from the inside out, and their teeth are sore.

A cloud of silver flashed in front of Du Wenxiu, and the sound just now was made by her shaking sword, and the momentum was amazing.

Her sword came first, and before the silver light dispersed, it flew directly in front of Sun Yuru and merged with the silver light on her chest.

The two clusters of silver mangs fused together, not together, but like fire and oil colliding, and suddenly the silver mangs skyrocketed, enveloping the three people in front of them.

"Ding Ding" seemed to be a crisp symphony of countless sounds, the thin old man's figure retreated sharply, the cloth dust in the sky flew away, and the clothes in front of him were completely removed, revealing a thin upper body.

"Master!" exclaimed several men as they surrounded him.

After the thin man landed, blood splattered on his upper body, and countless openings were criss-crossed, looking extremely terrifying.

Two people lifted the thin old man, and several others followed, pointing at his acupoints and helping him stop the bleeding while walking out.

In the blink of an eye, it was all gone, and there was no one left.

On the martial arts arena, people watched them run away in amazement, gradually disappearing, still a little unbelieving, wiped their eyes, and knew that they had indeed escaped.

came with such a momentum, fled so easily, and didn't even say a word about the scene, which is really ridiculous.

Yang Guangyuan couldn't help but ask, "Third Senior Sister, ...... your swordsmanship?"

"This is my trick with Senior Sister!" Sun Yuru pursed her lips and smiled, looking proud.

Yang Guangyuan said: "I think it seems to be Luoxia swordsmanship!"

"Hee-hee, almost. Sun Yuru nodded and said with a smile: "After Mr. Xiao's modification, the current power is not the original!"

Yang Guangyuan nodded, the sword just now was really shocking, the swordsmanship of the thin old man was already extremely strong, but in front of the two of them, he couldn't resist a single move, and there were countless sword wounds all over his body, and he must be dead!

In the following days, the Yanxia faction was quiet, and no one came to disturb and provoke.

Early in the morning, Xiao Yuesheng was cultivating the Nine Turns of Yi Tendon Technique in the valley, and he was entering a good realm, his whole body was drumming, and there seemed to be internal force gushing out.

Suddenly, two figures flew outside the valley, one was a pink Luo shirt, the other was a snow-white Luo shirt, and in a blink of an eye, they swept over, but it was Sun Yuru and Du Wenxiu.

Xiao Yuesheng had to stop her movements and greet the second daughter.

The three of them sat on the green grass by the lake, chatting while snorting breakfast.

Sun Yuru ate a piece of osmanthus cake and said happily: "Sir, you are right, killing chickens and monkeys is indeed useful, and there is really no trouble!"

Xiao Yuesheng was raising his glass to drink, paused, frowned, took a sip, and shook his head: "Otherwise,...... The Canglan faction is not famous enough. ”

"Will there be anyone who won't give up?!" Sun Yuru asked in disbelief.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "There will be more powerful people coming, you have to be careful." ”

Sun Yuru thought for a while and said, "In the territory of our Dengzhou Mansion, there is a sect that is stronger than the Canglan faction, and one slap can be counted!"

"Next time, they may already know your details, and they will avoid or be prepared, and you will need to kill someone else. Xiao Yuesheng sighed and said.

Sun Yuru said coquettishly: "Sir, don't worry, we will not lose Mr.'s face!"

Du Wenxiu nodded and said lightly: "From tomorrow, we will personally guard the mountain, just in case." ”

(To be continued)