Just when everyone thought that a sword without regrets was going to be hit by this palm, a sword without regrets palm instantly burst out to meet the sword god's palm.

With a "bang", the two quickly separated and retreated on the water. The two men flashed on the surface of the water and steadied themselves.

"It's good to have no regrets with a sword, I can take the palm of the sword god!" Momiji couldn't help but stand up and stare at a sword without regrets.

A sword without regrets in the northern ice field has broken through its own limit, extreme speed and extreme strength, and naturally can take this palm.

The sword god and a sword have no regrets to confront each other.

The tip of the sword without regrets pointed obliquely, and the moonlight continued to reflect on the sword god's face, and the sword without regrets immediately sprinted forward and attacked with the sword. The angle was well grasped, and the long sword kept reflecting the moonlight, affecting the sword god's eyes. The long sword was about to reach the sword god's eyes, the sword god's brows furrowed, and the sword qi suddenly collapsed from his fingertips, forcing away the long sword with no regrets.

No wonder the sword god doesn't use a sword, his fingers can emit sword energy.

The sword god's fingers flicked continuously, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. A sword without regrets used the extreme speed, dodging the sword qi of the sword god's fingertips, and the moonlight always reflected the sword god's eyes.

Yijian Wuregret skillfully used the moonlight reflection, and each move fused with the moonlight, affecting the judgment of the sword god.

The sword god is very experienced, and he quickly made a decision, and negligently rushed to the sky, and his figure was blocked between Yijian Wuregret and the moon, so that Yijian Wuregret could no longer reflect the moonlight. The sword god's fingers popped out, and several sword qi struck out towards a sword without regrets. A sword without regrets does not face it head-on, dodging it. Taking advantage of the moment when Yijian had no regrets to dodge, the sword god rushed to the side of Yijian Wuregret, so that Yijian Wuregret could not reflect the moonlight.

A sword without regrets plum blossom display, resisting all sword qi. The sword qi turned out, and a long sword without regrets advanced, and the sword god came and went, and they fought together.

The moon moved high in the sky, watching the battle between the two with the world. No one showed signs of defeat. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the sword god and the movement of a sword without regrets.

Time passed imperceptibly, and I stretched and yawned. Han Han lost interest in the game this time and lay on the oilcloth boredly.

The sword god and Yijian have no regrets and have no intention of being tired, and it is estimated that they will not be able to tell the winner by dawn tonight.

Seeing that everyone was watching with great interest, I didn't alarm them, pulled Hanhan, quietly slipped out of the crowd, and ran to sleep in the Zhennan Palace.

The next day, the sun was three poles. Hanhan and I went to the kitchen to find something to eat. Filling his stomach, he rushed out of the Zhennan Wangfu and came to the edge of the cliff again.

The audience on the edge of the cliff was talking, you say a word, I say a word.

"Can this sword god win?"

"So far, no one has said that they can't hit!"

"The sword god is old, that sword has no regrets, but it is a later life, and the sword god can't accept the old age!"

"Although the sword god is old, the sword god is a lifetime experience. There are so many things that young people can't learn!"

"But until now, the sword god has not had the upper hand at all!"

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the future is terrifying!"

"Alas...... If we continue to fight like this, we may lose money today! Our money is all bet on the sword god!" Several people hung their heads.

Compared to when it started. This time, most people began to support a sword without regrets. I silently listened to everyone's discussions, separated the audience all the way, and the soldiers who blocked the crowd saw me and Hanhan and took the initiative to let us go.

I went to the king of Zhennan. Everyone looked nervously at the edge of the cliff, not noticing me and Hanhan. Both Situ Jing and King Zhennan had worries on their faces.

The battle by the river reached a fever pitch, and he didn't know if he took off his clothes without regrets. was still torn by the sword qi, and his upper body was naked, revealing his strong muscles. The clothes on his lower body were in tatters, all of which were cut by the sword aura of the sword god.

The sword god couldn't see there, the sleeve of one arm was missing, it was exposed, and his hair was scattered.

After fighting for so long, they didn't even eat, and the energy and internal strength of the two of them were consumed hugely, and their movements slowed down significantly today.

I don't have to wait for three days and three nights, I can tell the winner today, and I made a decision in my heart.

"Red leaves, let's cheer these two people up!" Liuyun suddenly took off his erhu from his back, and when he pulled the stem, he made a sound.

"Aren't we making trouble?" Momiji looked at Liuyun, "People are fighting for their lives, is it appropriate for you to play music with me?"

"No, both of them are mentally tired, we use our music to motivate them!" Liuyun sat down on the tarpaulin and posed.

"Okay," Momiji took off his own zither from his back, sat down next to Liuyun, and put the zither on his lap, "What are we playing?"

"Laugh, you give us a song!" Liuyun turned his gaze to me.

"Me?" I thought for a moment, slightly surprised.

"Well, you can order us a song for the occasion!" Liuyun looked at me and said, "It's the best fit right now!"

"Come to your mountains and rivers!" I said, unkindly. Back then, Liuyun and Momiji mixed into the streets to investigate and covertly visit, and I remembered the one that Liuyun and Momiji had played.

"Mountains and flowing water?" Liuyun pondered for a moment, "Well, yes, the Sword God and Yijian Wuregret have fought until now, and they can be regarded as really meeting opponents, and the two of them must have a sense of pity for each other in their hearts! No matter which of the two of them loses, the two must have regarded each other as their real opponents!"

"That's good!" I laughed at Liuyun.

"So, this one is really appropriate!" Momiji smiled as she smiled.

"Okay! That's it!" Liuyun looked at Momiji, and the two of them acted at the same time. Liuyun pulls the stem, and the red leaves pluck the zither.

I fixed my eyes on a sword without regrets and the sword god, and the beautiful rhythm sounded in my ears.

The sound of music flowed faintly, and in this empty valley, it was like a pool of clear water suddenly coming in the air, and the eyes of the audience watching the two fights were attracted to the edge of the cliff.

A man and a woman, the man is very handsome, the woman is very beautiful, two people of peerless elegance, showing a unique scenery on the edge of this cliff.

The majestic mountains and flowing water are fully displayed under the performance of flowing clouds and autumn leaves. The sword god and the sword god who were fighting fiercely on the water seemed to have absorbed the nutrients and had the spirit, and shouted at the same time.

"It's working!" King Zhennan turned around and glanced at Liuyun Hongye, his eyes were full of admiration, "Liuyun Hongye, it's really a good story, this music has taken away the king's irritability!"

Liuyun and Momiji smiled at King Zhennan, and kept moving their hands, caressing them as much as they saw on the street.

It's been a long time since I last heard the sound of flowing clouds and red leaves, but it feels like it's not been long ago.

"When Sister Momiji finishes playing, I must let Sister Momiji teach me!" Han Ruxue looked at the red leaves and was very envious.

Good idea, if Han Ruxue learns it, you will hear this kind of intoxicating music around you at any time in the future.

Flowing clouds and Momiji danced their instruments familiarly, and everyone's mood seemed to be infected, and the spectators on both sides of the canyon quietly enjoyed the sound of nature.

A sword roared without regrets, and the sword god roared and cooperated, and the two unconsciously kept up with the rhythm in the performance of the master's flowing water, and walked with the music after moves.

A sword without regrets slashed with a long sword, like a mountain toppling, and the sword qi in the sword god's hand spewed out, like flowing water. The moves of the two of them are all spontaneous, and they are naturally swung out, without thinking at all, and they are not sluggish at all.

The audience applauded and shook their heads to the music.

The sound of music flowed slowly, the mountains and rivers flowed, and the song finally ended. The clear water felt like it flowed naturally into the sea.

The sword god and the sword without regrets instantly separated as the music stopped, and stood on the water.

"Happy!" the sword roared without regret, and with a shake in his hand, the sword suddenly flew out and plunged straight into the shore, trembling on the shore.

The sword god shook his head and threw his long hair behind his head, looking at Yijian without regrets, the two stared at each other.

The sword god looked at Yijian without regrets and threw away the sword, and was slightly surprised, but his face suddenly dawned, and the sword god understood the meaning of Yijian without regrets.

"Why did you throw your sword out without regrets?" asked Sai Likui.

"Because he doesn't want to take advantage of the Sword God!" I replied to Sai Li Kui.

"Cheap?" said Sai Li Kui, looking at me.

"One sword without regrets cut off the willow branches of the sword god, and the sword god has no weapons!" I continued to answer, seeing the idea of one sword without regrets.

Yijian listened to the song of Liuyun and Red Leaves without regrets, and resonated with the sword god's heart, and his mood was affected, and he didn't want to occupy the convenience of the weapon, and wanted to fight with the sword god fairly, so he threw away his sword.

"But the fingers of the sword god will emit sword qi, and you can't do it without regrets with a sword!" Sai Li Kui stomped his foot, expressing his worry, "Why is a sword without regrets so stupid?"

After Sai Li Kui finished speaking, Situ Jing's shoulders suddenly twitched. This arrogant and lonely woman, is she crying worried about her beloved at this time?

Perhaps, it was a sword without regrets that led Situ Jing out of the shadow of his heart completely. The fate of the two is similar and they pity each other. Situ Jing felt that he had no regrets about a sword.

The princess and the trail of ten years walked next to Situ Jing and silently supported Situ Jing.

Neither of the Sword God nor the One Sword Regret made a move, and they both secretly continued their strength.

The sword qi of the sword god should consume the most internal force, and the sword without regrets uses his own extreme speed, and the sword qi of this sword god can not hurt a sword without regrets, and if he uses it more times, he will only consume his body and exhaust his internal strength.

The situation of a sword without regrets is not optimistic, and the plum blossoms continue to dance to offset the sword energy of the sword god, and the internal force loss is also large. This time, he threw away the sword that he relied on to become famous, and all that was left was his own strength. Situ Jing is worried that he will have no regrets, and there is a reason for him. (To be continued......)

PS: This has always taken the time to revise the first volume, for the National Day code to save the manuscript, so basically send a chapter, sorry, dear.