The silver sword light bloomed in the hands of the sword. It lightly collided with Luo Miao's water-blue sword light in the air, and each bounced back to the holder's chest.

"Young Master Luo," Chu Ren's Chinese language became much fluent: "Last time, you were injured on Mianlong Island, so you couldn't compare it with me to make up for it today."

Luo Miao laughed: "I like this idea, come on!" Before he finished speaking, the blue and silver lights of water bloomed again in the air, like two leaping dragons, roaring and fighting to the same place.

But on the other hand, the situation between Aning and Bian Xiu was a little strange. At first, after Aning and Luo Miao had a match, she flashed to Bian Xiu, and started to use a move of "Flowers, Flowers, Snow and Moon". The white sword light was like flying snow in the sky, and like the rain of flowers drifting in the wind, and instantly submerged Bian Xiu's figure.

Standing in the beautiful and deadly sword light, Bian Xiu smiled slightly, then stretched out his hands calmly, and stroked from top to bottom in the air like a pipa. The sword light surrounding him suddenly disappeared like snowflakes under the scorching sun. Then, Bian Xiu hooked his palm and wanted to take down Aning's white snow sword. But as soon as his fingers approached the sword blade, the sharp sword wind cut a tiny scar on his fingertips.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Bian Xiu gave up the idea of ​​grabbing the sword, turned to the sword body, and bounced his fingers, and the Baixue sword slanted slightly and wiped it past him.

Aning was a little surprised. In the inn, Liu Yu told her about their group’s experience on Mianlong Island, and naturally she briefly mentioned the strength of Bian Xiu. According to the description of Liu Yu and Luo Miao, Bian Xiu’s internal strength should be the peak of the holy realm, and the realm of moves is in the early stage of tangible and intentionality.

But in the battle just now, Bian Xiu could easily see through the virtual moves of Fenghua and Xueyue, and his moves were obviously not only in the early stages of tangible and intentionality. Later, although he failed to successfully capture the sword, he could use the blink of an eye to make the direction of the Baixue Sword deviate, and his internal strength had obviously reached the ultimate level.

In this way, Aning could not gain an overwhelming advantage when facing him. Aning originally wanted her to quickly solve the problem of Bian Xiu and then fight with Luo Miao. But now, it is a bit difficult to implement this plan.

Bian Xiu seemed to see Aning's distress, and he smiled indifferently and said, "Master Li, since you are not that easy to kill me, why don't we stop here?"

Aning sneered: "I never said I wanted to kill you. I just wanted you not to get in the way. If you keep silent, just kill someone and kill him. What kind of monk is you?"

As he said that, Aning waved his long sword and used a white dragon fish suit that was more confusing than Fenghua, Xueyue. The white long sword was sometimes like a swimming fish playing in the water, and sometimes like a tumbling dragon, surrounding Bian Xiu, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Bian Xiu still looked calm and looked at Aning with a kind face. He said in an extremely calm tone: "Master Li, I will ask you something, princess or chivalrous girls, which one do you want to be?"

"No, if you can choose, who would be a princess? Apart from eating better and dressing better, there is no benefit at all. One day, the whole family might be executed. How can you compare to the freedom of the children in the world?" Aning replied without hesitation.

She couldn't wait because after waiting for a long time, Bian Xiu didn't even reveal a slight flaw, and the White Dragon Fish Suit had no idea to start. So after saying this, she turned her wrist and turned her moves into Xue Zhufengqi, waving the airtight sword light and launched a strong attack.

Aning's internal strength is much stronger than Bian Xiu. He can use a strong attack method to just take advantage of this. In this way, Bian Xiu is a little embarrassed when he resists it. But he was not panicked at all, and he still said in a calm tone: "Even so, I now have an idea to make Donor Li comfortable to be a child of the world. I wonder if Donor Li is willing to listen?"

"I don't want to!" Aning flatly refused.

A look of shock appeared on Bian Xiu's face for the first time: "Why?"

Aning sneered, "Because your idea must be ulterior motives, so even if you say something in a mess, I won't listen, so there is no need to waste time!" As Aning said that, he turned his wrist and the sword light in the sky suddenly retracted inward, and closed into a huge white horse, swept towards Bian Xiu like a rolling in the sky.

On the other hand, the showdown between Luo Miao and the Blade has already entered a white heat. Nine water-blue giant dragons and the silver Yamata Orochi collided and bitten in the air. If you are careless, you will be swallowed by the opponent so that there will be no residue left.

In theory, Luo Miao's Nine Dragons soaring into the sky is far higher than Yaqi, who came out of the blade. However, Luo Miao himself only entered a state of intentional and invisible with one foot and could not fully swipe the power of this move. Yaqi, who came out of the blade, was his own trick, and he was familiar with every detail. As one went up and down, the two fought hard and could not tell the difference for a while.

However, Luo Miao has a considerable advantage in internal strength. After getting to know Bian Xiu, the internal strength of the sword has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has used many methods without regard for the consequences. But even so, he has barely reached the ultimate realm, while Luo Miao's internal strength is close to the peak of the ultimate realm. Therefore, the longer the fight, the greater the advantage.

Gradually, when the sword broke out, he felt like the Yamata Orochi in front of him, he was tightly surrounded by nine giant dragons soaring in the sky. He wanted to break through the encirclement, but failed again and again. Gradually, the nine water-blue giant dragons surrounded him tighter and tighter... They were like nine chains that penetrated the heaven and earth, intertwined into an endless net, covering the sword broke out in the center and tightened inward bit by bit.

Chu Jian seemed to have returned to the moment when he fought against Shan Xun. At that time, his sword skills were not achieved and his internal strength was insufficient. He only relied on his own talent to fight Shan Xun to death. At that time, Chu Jian was on the verge of life and death almost at every moment. Especially when Shan Xun gave up the competition of moves and crushed him with his absolute internal strength advantage, the feeling at that time was exactly the same - it was a feeling of despair and suffocation.

And this feeling was felt by Kuri, even in the longer period of time. It was twelve years ago, when he was thirteen years old. That year, his father offended a daimyo for leading the villagers to prevent occupying land, and Daimyo's warriors rushed to the door. Kuri, who was thirteen, wanted to rush up with his father with a kitchen knife. But his father snatched the kitchen knife, tied him up tightly, stuffed his mouth with a cloth strip, and threw it into the water tank beside him.

There was another small hole in the wall of the water tank. From that hole, the blade saw the appearance of hell with his own eyes for the first time.

Twelve years later, facing Luo Miao's Nine Dragons soaring into the sky, the blade seemed to be back to that time. The nine giant dragons flying in the air seemed to be the steel knives that fell on his father back then, stained with the blood of his relatives.

A small voice sounded in his heart, and then gradually amplified: "What are you doing for the knife that you have practiced for so many years? Isn't it just to never feel this suffocating despair again?"

The sword came out and roared to the sky, and the Yamata Orochi instantly shattered into millions of pieces. However, a dazzling incandescent sword light roared out of the pieces.

There is no outstanding skill in this knife, it is just a skill that is fast enough to despise everything.

This time, it was Luo Miao's turn to see the scene of hell. The incandescent sword light looked like flames, but in front of him, it was like a piece of ice and snow that was rushing towards him.

A memory appeared in front of him, but he didn't know whether it was true or what he imagined. In that dreamlike memory, he was just born. When he was crying with the sound of a cat's meow, his whole face was immersed in the ice water. The cold and bone-black aura instantly spread throughout his body. He felt that every bone and every drop of blood of his body frozen in the enclave and turned into lifeless ice.

"No!" Luo Miao shouted loudly, and the nine giant dragons merged into one in an instant, turning into an extremely bright and thin water-blue rainbow, facing the incandescent flame at the same level as the other party!

Two rays of light flashed, and a strange silence appeared between the heaven and earth. Luo Miao and Zhijian stood with swords and looked at each other quietly.

Suddenly, a small sound sounded on the ground, not much greater than the needle falling on the ground. But then, a series of "clicks" sounds sounded, and countless cracks spread in all directions with the two of them as the center, and instantly covered the entire bluestone road. What was exposed in the cracks was the deeper soil. The bluestones under the two of them had completely turned into pieces.

Then, the same sound rang out in the blade's hand. His extremely sharp sword had been broken into dozens of pieces and fell on the bluestone slabs full of cracks, making a crisp sound.

After a moment of silence, Luo Miao put away the sword light and bowed to the sword and said, "Congratulations to you."

Chu Ren coughed twice, a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were a little dim, "It's still not as good as you."

Luo Miao shook his head repeatedly: "I have taken advantage of weapons and internal strength. Just competing with sword skills, your move has surpassed my Jiulong soaring into the sky."

Luo Miao's words meant to be self-worthy. The last move he made was his original creation. He had almost exhausted all his wisdom. It was difficult to go further. However, Luo Miao's Nine Dragons soared into the sky, but there was still considerable potential. If they gave each of them a day to realize it, then Luo Miao would be even better.

But at this moment, the sword was indeed better than Luo Miao in terms of sword techniques.

After this battle, under the pressure of each other, both successfully broke through the bottleneck that had plagued them for a long time and completely entered a state of intentionality and invisibility. At this time, they were happy in their hearts, and felt a sense of mutual appreciation for each other for a while, and their hostility became much weaker.

"That's all for today! I won't interfere in this matter anymore!" Chu Ren said sincerely. He had made some breakthrough in martial arts. What he thought about now was to find a clean place to stabilize the current state, and he no longer had the "nosy business" of Bian Xiu.

Luo Miao nodded: "Okay! I'm just thinking this way!"

So he turned his sword and walked away with his back to Luo Miao. When he passed by Aning and Bian Xiu, he raised the broken blade in his hand and waved it casually in the center of the two. The sharp sword wind instantly cut into the center of the two, forcing both sides to retreat and avoid.

His martial arts became so strong? Aning was shocked. The feeling that the blade at this time gave her was a bit like the feeling when she faced Wu Daozi. It was simply incomparable to the time she fought with her a few days ago.

Turning his head and seeing that Luo Miao had no intention of fighting again at this time, Aning had to put away his long sword and watch the sword and Bian Xiu gradually fade away.

At this time, on the west mountain outside the city, 6 Yu had already fallen into a life-and-death situation.

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