Chapter 174: I hurt him, but I'm still worried about him!

He wasn't sure if he had heard it wrong.

But-

This woman named Jiang Qiao is definitely going crazy.

Jiang Qiao's sword is fast.

It's a little bit faster than just now.

The wind also cooperated with her.

The speed with which she unleashed her sword matched the howling of the wind so beautifully.

Even if they don't use their true qi, the swordsmanship of both of them has reached a very high level, and the speed of the sword has reached a point beyond the reach of ordinary people.

If anyone were here, they would sigh -

The two are really a wonderful master and apprentice with a male and female pair, and both of them are young and terrifying in age.

Facing Jiang Qiao's sword after sword, the offensive that was impersonal at all.

Ye Xuan also frowned.

Since this woman is crazy, then he will also compete with this woman with Lu Yin's swordsmanship.

"Let me test your swordsmanship, whether you have improved!" Jiang Qiao waved the sword in his hand.

The sword is fast, the man is faster.

Like a dance.

This woman doesn't even look like she wields a sword.

The eyebrows are like green feathers, the teeth are like shellfish, the muscles are like snow, and the waist is like a bundle.

It's a pity that there is still one smile missing.

Continuous, Jiang Qiao's posture is ethereal, but it is like a vertical dance in the forest, white clothes fluttering, and like a beauty in the snow, her sword has a fierce killing intent, and in the killing intent, it is as soft as possible.

There is softness in killing, and there is a frightening killing in softness.

Ye Xuan possessed the same instantaneous killing sword intent as him.

It's just-

Same as him, but completely different.

Bang Bang Bang!

Gradually.

The speed at which the two of them drew their swords faster and faster.

It's almost to a point where it's extremely terrifying.

Erupt.

Dazzling, the shadow of the sword followed, and the phantom was entangled together, and it was impossible to tell who had released it.

Soon, Ye Xuan's body flew out upside down and hit the rows of bamboos in the bamboo forest, and the blood in his chest was surging, as if it was about to flow out.

He forcibly suppressed it with his true qi.

Ye Xuan looked ahead vigilantly.

This woman is really ruthless.

He stepped on the bamboo, which was pressed and tilted by him, and at dusk, pulled up a long shadow.

Jiang Qiaoluyin's swordsmanship was a little stronger.

comprehended the floating light and white shadow, and sure enough, it was completely different from the beginning.

He was not discouraged by being repulsed once.

He's watching.

Observe Jiang Qiao's sword, and the difference between it and his sword, because the difference must be caused by Jiang Qiao's comprehension of the third floating light and white shadow of Lu Yin's swordsmanship.

"What a weird sword!"

"Is this the result of her swordsmanship?"

Jiang Qiao's white-clothed figure came quickly.

Her offensive, from start to finish, did not stop a single point.

She and Ye Xuan were at war again.

The swords of the two clashed against each other.

"Your sword intent is stronger than before!" Jiang Qiao said coldly, exhaling like an orchid.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly, did not speak, stepped on the bamboo, and wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

His sword intent was indeed stronger than before.

Because, he comprehended the sword intent.

Jiang Qiao's shining eyes flashed with surprise, and said, "Use your strongest sword, otherwise, you can't prevent the following tricks!"

After saying that, Jiang Qiao's sword intent's instantaneous killing reached its peak.

The suffocating sword!

This is the Green Yin Swordsmanship, the second heavy!

Ye Xuan took a slight breath.

If you see Jiang Qiao's instantaneous killing sword, you have already imagined the horror of Ye Xuan's instantaneous killing sword, this is like the moment when two strong Mao collide with each other!

Ye Xuan didn't dare to be careless!

The next moment, in his left hand, an air sword was also born.

Instantly kill the sword intent and reach the limit.

However, the qi sword in his left hand was different from Jiang Qiao's, because the qi sword in his left hand was faintly glowing with a layer of blood red, and the blood-red sword was the qi sword inside. And this blood-red sword wantonly bloomed with the strong sword intent that came from his body, and the name of that sword intent was Instant Kill.

And the name of this trick is called Sword Intent Law Phase.

Sword intent and law phase.

How, ironically before and after.

"Blood Swordβ€”"

"You have comprehended the sword intent!" Jiang Qiao's ancient Jing Wubo's face set off a small ripple, although this ripple mountain is fleeting, but it is undeniable that this small but beautiful ripple has indeed appeared.

She was indeed shocked.

Because the difficulty of comprehending the sword intent is very high.

Even now, she hasn't comprehended the sword intent!

She touched it.

Touching a trace of the sword intent, I believe that I will soon be able to comprehend the sword intent, but I didn't expect that my apprentice was one step ahead of me.

"Not bad!"

The corners of Jiang Qiao's mouth curled, and a smile without any taste was outlined like this. "You have comprehended the sword intent, then, my instant killing sword left hand shadow, I can't help you. I've seen your progress over time, so let's take a look at the shadows!"

Ye Xuan heard the words floating light and white shadow, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Be prepared. ”

"Even if it's a sword intent image, you must not blink your eyes once, and look around, looking for places where there may be sounds and dangers. ”

"Defense!"

Jiang Qiao reminded again and again.

"I said that the most powerful thing about the floating white shadow is the shadow of the sword and the sword!" Jiang Qiao said in a cold voice.

Ye Xuan looked around carefully.

This bamboo forest, as it began.

Jiang Qiao suddenly moved.

She was in a trance.

A sword stabbed at a rapid pace.

When Ye Xuan saw this sword, the blood sword in his hand was about to be defended.

The two fought in an instant, snapping.

Jiang Qiao told him not to blink, to always look for places where there might be danger and sounds, so, where?

At this time, Ye Xuan's pupils contracted.

Because-

A strange shadow flew from the ground.

It was a white shadow.

This shadow is the shadow of Jiang Qiaozhujian.

Shadow is the opposite of man.

At any time, it will be there.

Where there is light, there must be shadows, and sometimes you can't see it, but you can't deny it, and at that time the shadow is under your feet, and it just doesn't stick its head out.

The shadow is the counterpart of any kind of thing, living thing, dead thing.

The bamboo sword is very powerful.

Lu Yin's swordsmanship is also very powerful.

So, isn't its shadow just as powerful?

Who said that shadows are not the law?

The moment Ye Xuan noticed the weirdness, a small sound of breaking the air suddenly appeared.

Jiang Qiao's sword chased after him.

The blood sword in Ye Xuan's hand, the instantaneous killing sword intent reached the extreme in an instant, and when Jiang Qiao's sword attacked, the void fell one by one, and the power of this sword had already been struck.

Red Mang-

Flashing.

Jiang Qiao could feel the power in Ye Xuan's sword, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, but this change in expression was just a small moment.

"Be careful!" Jiang Qiao said in a cold voice.

This is the second time she has reminded her today.

Even she herself didn't know that she had to do so many reminders.

Anyway, she wouldn't kill Ye Xuan.

And the moment he said that.

The shadow of the bamboo sword in her hand flashed quickly.

It's fleeting.

Red mangs are fast.

However, the shadow of the sword is faster.

And-

This shadow is impressively white!

White......

A color that exudes the smell of death.

How, dazzling and blank colors.

When this white shadow appeared, it burst through the air as fast as it could.

After that flash of light.

Jiang Qiao held the sword in his hand and stood in front of Ye Xuan.

And the white shadow, the whole whip on Ye Xuan's body, the fast reaction was not enough, not how powerful the white shadow was, but the speed was so fast that people couldn't stop it at all.

It was the shadow of the bamboo sword.

"Poof!"

Ye Xuan's body flew backwards quickly.

A mouthful of blood spat out of its mouth.

It hurts in my chest.

It was the hot pain of being whipped by the white shadow.

And after this white shadow slapped Ye Xuan's body, it was actually held in Jiang Qiao's hand again.

The right hand is a bamboo sword, and the left hand is the shadow of the bamboo sword, a white shadow.

What a strange thing it is for a shadow to be held in his hand.

Ye Xuan was injured.

The body flies upside down.

However,

Jiang Qiao showed no mercy.

On the contrary, when Ye Xuan was injured, his feet in white boots stepped out and chased towards Ye Xuan quickly.

Bang bang!

Ye Xuan broke an unknown number of bamboos.

Finally stopped.

The body fell heavily to the ground.

"Hah!"

A mouthful of blood, spit out again.

And at this time, Jiang Qiao came, she glanced coldly at Ye Xuan lying on the ground, and the sword in her hand was ready to attack Ye Xuan again.

Already, wave your hand and stab.

It's just that this sword pierced the ground through Ye Xuan's body.

Stuck deep in the dirt.

She wanted to say something else, was it a reprimand, was Ye Xuan not vigilant enough, or something else.

But when these words came to her lips, she didn't know Weishenme.

"It hurts...... Does it hurt?"

Such a sentence was spoken.

Speak in a steady voice.

There was not much worry in the words, and most of them were cold.

Did she start it, was she a little ruthless?

Ruthless, Ye Xuan was injured like this?

Her hand tried to reach out and warm Ye Xuan's wound.

The moment it stretched out, it shrank back like lightning.

It's like a little girl who wants to do it but doesn't dare to do it.

She weishenme-

Once again, this concern arose for this man.

Hurt him, but still worry about him.