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Chi Lian and the Snow Girl, dressed in red and blue, are as straight as hot fire against cold ice. In terms of moves, the former's chain sword shows the sharp fangs of the snake in the uncertain turn, and the latter reveals the softness of the water when the ribbon dances.

The weapons of the two of them are similar to long whips, which can burst out with unimaginable lethality in an instant, and can even suddenly attack from seemingly impossible directions. In order to cope with this treacherous battle, their concentration was concentrated. Unleash unimaginable creativity and let your weapon chase your opponents as you wish.

If Snow Maiden's Limbo Feiyan is a dance of death, now, she is dancing close to death. Perhaps Chi Lian would never have thought of it, and her formidable sharp edge had triggered the dancing instinct that had been deep in the Snow Maiden for more than twenty years. It stimulates her inspiration and makes her imagination run wild and evolve into creativity.

Just as water can always glide past the reef, the attack of Chi Lian is something that Snow Maiden could never have anticipated at first. She can only go with the flow, avoiding the edge and attacking the gap. This not only made her dance a beautiful dance by herself, but also made Chi Lian improvise and secretly cooperate with her.

Next time, if the two of them fight again, they won't have the same offense and defense as they do today. Chi Lian will change, because she is such a woman. And her change of moves will also make the Snow Maiden dance a different dance... Maybe still stunning~ gorgeous, just as unique and unique.

Jingyu felt a little pity. He had to deal with Wei Zhuang, but he couldn't focus on the Snow Maidens.

It seems that I can only ask Dale to help me preserve this image, and I will come back to enjoy it when I become the master of this world in the future. Thinking so in his heart, his eyes that looked at Wei Zhuang burst into a dazzling light. He's going to fight, which is a sign that the accumulation of sword momentum is enough.

The same is true for Weizhuang on the opposite side. I saw that above his shark teeth, a red light appeared, strange and evil. However, just as he was about to attack, his eyes suddenly moved down, staring at the black sword in Jingyu's hand... Its surface was different from the last time it had been seen, and it was covered with an ominous red aura that lowered the temperature of its surroundings. At the same time, there was also the killing intent of the Jin Ge Iron Horse and the smell of rolling and tumbling blood.

The atmosphere of slaughter took shape in an instant!

"Hahaha..."Wei Zhuang laughed, "Everyone in the world ridicules shark teeth as a demon sword, won't your sword fall into demons?"

"A sword is a sword, what about a demon, what about a demon?" Jingyu said with disdain.

He held the black sword flat in front of his chest~ and slowly slid the fingers of his left hand over the thick blade. The red breath followed his fingers and condensed into a sinister one. Although it is still as thin as a veil, the sword that was originally black and red is now red and black, showing its multiplied power.

Seeing this in his eyes, a trace of appreciation appeared on Wei Zhuang's face, "Not bad!" I don't know if it is to agree with Jingyu's words, or to think that his concept is in line with his appetite. He didn't explain, maybe it's the relationship between the personalities, maybe it's the lack of time.

Jingyu Black Sword swung diagonally on the right side, and with a roar, an arc-shaped ripple appeared on the ground, and the dust was stirred up by the sword wind. His double~ legs stepped on it heavily, and his left hand actually held the hilt of the sword. When grazing the land and low-vertical Weizhuang, he had already raised his sword and slashed down, splitting Huashan.

When ——!!

The long and continuous loud sound was like a bell vibrating. The metal friction ~ rubbing that cannot hold each other produces sparks. Jingyu and Wei Zhuang leaned forward with their respective bodies, and the sharp blades in their hands collided with each other and wrestled with each other. The momentum climbed to the limit, and the clash produced a cyclone, blowing the clothes and hunting sounds.

The air fluctuated, and the earth cracked overwhelmed. On the battlefield of female red training, Qing'er, Duanmu Rong and other spectators either shifted or retreated to avoid. Even so, the rush of energy made the girls can't help but squint their eyes.

At this moment, a white shadow behind Wei Zhuang flashed... White Phoenix has done it!

Zheng... With a dragon groan, the thin sword was unsheathed, and it stabbed three swords in a row, and the attack was empty. Halfway through the handing of the tip of her sword, she saw the face of the white phoenix appear, and then the corners of her disdainful mouth disappeared again.

"It's too slow!" he said, standing behind Qing'er's sword.

"Really?" I didn't expect Qing'er to turn around, but the thin sword was folded behind her back and there were three swords. is different from the image of a little maid when facing Jingyu, Qing'er also has a certain majesty when facing irrelevant outsiders. No matter what, she has also been in a high position for more than two years as a Jingyu woman. The dignified face, combined with her coiled hair, is really a noblewoman... is also a noble lady with chivalrous qualities.

The white phoenix was forced to step aside, and the arm that was originally copied was put down, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes, "I underestimated you." From Qing'er's quick change of moves, he understood that Qing'er's three swords had not used the highest speed at all.

That's exactly what happened. Qing'er's martial arts, when Jingyu trained her, was positioned on the word lightness, pursuing speed and skill but powerlessness. She is kind-hearted and doesn't want to hurt people, and when Jingyu taught her this swordsmanship, she focused on guarding. You can stand in one place, facing one side, but you can take care of it. Even in the face of heavy attacks, it can stab the same location multiple times at the same time, causing cumulative strength to resist.

If she deals with Bai Feng... It's true that he can't catch up with him, but Bai Feng can't break through her barrier either. You must know that Jingyu is the one who accompanies her to practice swordsmanship on weekdays, whether it is speed or strength, he can do it to the extreme.

"Sister Duanmu, Yue'er and Xiaojiao will ask you. Qing'er turned to face Bai Feng without fear, and at the same time said to Duanmu Rong, who was pulling the two girls back a few steps away: "The young master said that you must not leave their side, so as not to be attacked by the wicked. "

"Well, I know. Duanmu Rong responded, "You should be careful." "She herself is also fighting with agility, but she can't keep up with Bai Feng's speed at all, and she can't help.

Wei Zhuang also brought another subordinate muscle Wushuang here, which brought great pressure to Duanmu Rong. According to Jingyu, her silver needles can't pierce Wushuang's flesh and skin, and can only attack the eyes, mouth, and ear piercings. With this, can she force Wushuang to be too close to her?

Duanmu Rong felt a little uneasy in her heart. The first time, she complained a little about the old man in the class, why didn't she do what she wrote?

When Bai Fengshi launched a speed grappling with Qing'er, the first confrontation between Jingyu and Wei Zhuang ended. This did not mean that they were far away from each other and fought with their strength, and the two were almost still standing in place, and they raised their swords and slashed at each other. At this point, the sound of table tennis lingered, and with the sword fight that only showed the residual light, the two of them used quick body assistance. From one end to the other, he gradually formed his own combat field... No one dared to step in, lest they be strangled by the sword qi of the two at the same time.

When Jingyu and Wei Zhuang were fighting, their eyes were still staring at each other most of the time. This is not only a contest of sword skills, but also a battle of momentum, and the weak will undoubtedly lose.

Outside of these three battle groups, Duanmu Rong, Yue'er, and Xiao Liang stood on one side, and Wushuang stood on the other side. It's not that he doesn't want to attack it, it's just that the battlefield between Jingyu and Wei Zhuang is in front of him. Whenever he moved, Jingyu would appropriately adjust the strength and weakness of facing Wei Zhuang and move the battlefield to his approach.

Musou wants to jump. Since his body is also rare in a hundred years, not to mention the strength of his muscles and bones, he can exert great strength and can also perform a certain amount of bounce. But Jingyu will always lead the battlefield again to Duanmu Rong and the three daughters soon... Behind them was a cliff, and Wushuang would either jump off the cliff or jump under the sword blades of Jingyu and Wei Zhuang.

After doing this several times, Wushuang was so angry that he scratched his head, and he made Xiao Jiao laugh. Duanmu Rong was at ease with Yue'er and Xiao Xuan, but also worried about whether Qi Jingyu would be able to deal with Wei Zhuang. She's older, so naturally she knows... Fighting at their level, they often try to find a way to gain as much advantage as possible. The strength is equal, and the suppressed side is naturally more advantageous than the suppressed side.

And Jingyu, when it comes to promoting a change of position, is often on the suppressed side.

"In the face of me, you dare to do this, do you really want to die here?" It was not only Wushuang who was angry, Jingyu couldn't focus the battle on the victory or defeat with him, Wei Zhuang had a feeling of being playing badly.

What made him even more depressed was that the strange feeling of not being able to handle it last time reappeared. Every time I saw that my sword momentum was enveloping Jingyu, he was only one step away from winning, but he was always broken by a few moves and moved his advantage back. Although he didn't want to admit it, the pace of the battle was being controlled by that kid.

"You're talking so fiercely, it's good to actually do it and see if you do. Jingyu sneered at him absently.

"I'll see how else you can do it. Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stepped up his onslaught, but he just wanted to force Jingyu to retreat towards Duanmu Rong and the others. If Jingyu can't hold on, the swords of both of them will undoubtedly involve these three people. _

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