"Okay! Then come on!" As soon as Li Heng finished speaking, Aning shouted loudly, pushed the long sword in his hand forward, and separated from Cheng Hua's long sword with the power of countershock. Then, her wrists flew up and down, and the long sword in her hand was like a leaping dragon, attacking Cheng Hua one after another.

Cheng Hua's obstruction finally gave her emotions a place to vent, and her resentment towards Li Heng also moved to Cheng Hua, so she was merciless when she started to take action. Every knife was full of murderous intent, as if she wanted to tear the person in front of her into pieces.

However, Cheng Hua's martial arts are far beyond that of Geshu Han. Although Aning's sword is dead, Cheng Hua can also be easily blocked and not show his defeat.

With a sword swept across, Cheng Hua forced Aning to take two steps back. Instead of taking advantage of the situation to pursue her, she sighed and said in a bitter tone: "You shouldn't have come."

Aning snorted coldly: "You don't have to worry about my business, you'd better worry about your own life!" Before she finished speaking, her sword light had already slashed at Cheng Hua again.

Aning's offensive was still fierce, while Cheng Hua turned defense into attack. The sword light was like a thunderbolt from the sky. A sword was as fast as a sword. In a blink of an eye, Aning's dragon-like sword light was trapped in it.

This time, Aning suddenly fell into a disadvantage, but with a ruthless force, she finally blocked Cheng Hua's attack. The sword light in her hand seemed a little dim, but she never fell.

However, the next moment, Cheng Hua's second round of fierce attacks followed one after another. Cheng Hua's martial arts were known for his speed. The first round of offense was like a storm, and the second round of offense was so fast that even the sword shadow disappeared without a trace.

Inside, Aning felt that Cheng Hua's sword wind was everywhere. It was no longer possible to judge the sword force by her eyes and ears. She only used the intuition of a warrior to predict the origin of the next move from the trend of the previous move and struggled to support her.

Fortunately, such an offensive could not continue. Finally, Cheng Hua's offensive gradually slowed down, and the sword light that dispersed into a white mist condensed again, turning into a form that could be captured by the eyes.

But Aning did not dare to relax because she was not sure whether Cheng Hua's third round of offensive would be faster.

Judging from common sense, Cheng Hua's second round of offensive was almost at its peak. However, Aning never dared to judge these people at the top of the martial arts world with so-called common sense.

She planned to use her trump card to take advantage of Cheng Hua's attack that was exhausted and the next attack was not launched!

After retreating a little, Aning took off Cheng Hua's sword circle. Then she raised her arm and raised the crescent-like long sword to her chest.

Looking down at the blade, Aning's eyes flowed like water waves, looking a little confused. The light of the blade in her hand also rippled, like the shadow of the moon reflected in the water, as if it was real or illusion.

The next moment, the moon shadow gently swung and floated towards Cheng Hua. It was extremely fast and came to Cheng Hua's eyes in an instant. But strangely, Cheng Hua felt that this moment was extremely long, as if the sword light had passed since it came out to her.

In the sword light, she seemed to see the past of her life, but some of them were fragments that had never been born at all and only existed in her dreams. Reality and dreams intertwined and echoed in Cheng Hua's mind. Gradually, she began to be unable to distinguish between true and false, and could not distinguish which were true and which were dreams.

Her reactions and movements naturally slowed down. She waved her sword to meet Aning's sword light, but the sword swinging was as powerless as sleepwalking, and obviously could not stop Aning's sword light.

Not only Cheng Hua, but also Li Heng and Li Mi who were watching the battle were also shocked by Aning's sword. They were stunned for a moment, staring at the sword light with their eyes blankly, as if they were demented.

Seeing that Aning's sword was about to end the battle, a clear light suddenly flashed in Li Mi's eyes. He shouted suddenly: "Senior Cheng, be careful!"

While shouting this sentence, a few bright red spots spurted out of his mouth. Obviously, he had bitten through his tongue, which restored his mind to the brilliance.

Originally, Cheng Hua had almost completely lost her mind, but when Li Mi shouted, she was stunned and returned to normal, as if she woke up from a dream.

At this moment, the seemingly gentle but deadly sword light had already hit her soft and weak sword, and was about to cut it down.

Seeing this, Cheng Hua hurriedly used his internal strength and waved his sword to fight as fast as possible, trying to stop Aning's sword light.

She didn't stop her completely after all.

Cheng Hua's sword light only hit a corner of the sword light, causing it to slightly, and failed to hit Cheng Hua's vital point. But the sword light's tail still swept her body, leaving a long blood mark.

She bit her lip hard, but Cheng Hua did not let herself scream. She jumped behind her to prevent Aning from chasing her. At the same time, she stretched out her fingers to seal the key holes around the wound and stopped the splattered blood.

After taking a firm foothold, Cheng Hua raised his head and looked at Aning with disbelief. He asked with a slight trembling voice: "Is this... Xiao Yuanzhou's big dream awakening?"

Using this knife seemed to have consumed Aning's great energy. She was powerless to chase her, so she could only stand there and breathe heavily, supporting her body with a long sword.

Hearing Cheng Hua's words, Aning raised her head with some difficulty, snorted at her indifferently, and answered her question with her eyes.

The shock in Cheng Hua's eyes became even stronger. Then, the shock dissipated, and deep praise appeared in her eyes: "I really didn't expect that you had even mastered Xiao Yuanzhou's dream. If it were time for a while, you might be the next sword saint."

"But it's a pity that you don't have such a chance!" As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Hua jumped out and slashed at Aning with a sword!

Cheng Hua was seriously injured by Aning. At this time, her sword was much inferior in terms of both the degree and strength of the attack on Aning before.

But even so, Aning was unable to resist or dodge the sword at this time. She could only hold on to the long sword and let herself stand, maintaining the last trace of dignity as a warrior.

The sword light arrived in an instant, and Aning smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and he closed his eyes gently.

A drop of hot tears overflowed from the corner of her eyes, reflecting the sword light that was so close to her.

At this moment, a figure jumped out from Aning's back and blocked her.

His hands moved together, and the golden and silver light flew out, staggering the sword light that collided with Cheng Hua!

The metal and iron attack made a crisp sound. At the same time, a sound that always appeared in the dream came into Aning's ears.

"Aning, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Aning's heart suddenly jumped, and in an instant, he couldn't believe his ears, and suspected that he had also fallen into the "big dream and woke up."

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes and saw a young man in black standing in front of her, with his hands intertwined with his swords and pens blocking Cheng Hua's long sword.

"Hongjian..."

After saying only two words, tears overflowed from Aning's eyes again.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!