The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"It seems you want to fight." Under Xuanyuan's venomous tongue and finishing blow, Mingyue's grief and pain accumulated over the years due to the death of her lover were immediately suppressed by anger. The lingering sadness between her eyebrows had disappeared at this time, and the veins on her forehead were faintly throbbing. After Mingyue sneered, she moved her joints expressionlessly and hummed: "Come on, no more nonsense."

"Fight!!!"

After Mingyue gritted her teeth and said "fight", a sinister and deep black light suddenly flashed, and the armor made of hard dragon scales suddenly climbed up Mingyue's body silently, wrapping her in a black dress under layers of armor.

This armor made of dragon scales is hard but thin. After Mingyue puts it on, it does not look bloated and heavy, and her figure is still exquisite. Almost the moment she put on the black scale armor, a tough, tough, hard and sharp black whip appeared in Mingyue's hand. This whip, which was made of dragon tendons and inlaid with many scales, had a strong attack power and was the most suitable offensive weapon for Mingyue.

A few years ago, fighting with weapons was a common thing in Mingyue's life. This series of actions was as smooth as flowing water. Basically, it only took a breath of time from her determination to fight Xuanyuan to her actually putting on the armor and pulling out the whip.

"Oh, are you finally serious?" Seeing Mingyue put on armor and took out a weapon, with a very strong momentum and fighting spirit bursting out from her body, Xuanyuan not only did not show fear and panic, but raised his eyebrows and showed a few sincere smiles. He snorted and chuckled, saying, "This is more like it."

The melancholy and pitiful look was really wrong. He didn't want to see Mingyue continue to be decadent and depressed. This style of painting was very unacceptable to him. Although Xuanyuan was not proficient in persuading people, fortunately there was one thing... To persuade someone with Mingyue's personality, pale words alone were not enough. In her case, a simple fight would be enough.

After Mingyue accepted the challenge, Xuanyuan also took out his natal flying sword Poxiao without hesitation. He didn't wear armor like Mingyue when fighting, but still wore the black-bottomed silver-patterned Taoist robe that looked simple but was actually made of high-quality materials. The simple-looking but sharp sword pointed directly at Mingyue. Xuanyuan smiled and said, "No matter who wins or loses in today's battle."

Mingyue curled her lips. She knew that she was no match for Xuanyuan now. He said this to save her face. But... ahhhhh, I'm still angry. Isn't it obvious that he looks down on her to say this before the fight? I'm so angry! Mingyue snorted without losing: "We'll know who is stronger after the fight! Come on!"

Swish!

Mingyue's right hand, which was wrapped in black scales, swung down heavily. The dragon tendon whip in her hand suddenly swung down and hit the hard ground of the underworld, making a harsh and heavy sound. She turned her wrist, and the long whip that was originally thrown heavily on the ground suddenly began to meander on the dark and hard ground of the underworld, moving quickly towards where Xuanyuan was standing.

"Heh." Although the black whip moved as fast as lightning and lurked on the ground like a poisonous snake towards Xuanyuan, it could not be hidden from his eyes. Xuanyuan laughed, and his right hand holding the sword chopped down heavily. At that moment, the sharp sword energy suddenly surged out from the blade, swinging down vertically and horizontally, and directly chopped on the black-scaled long whip.

The invisible and sharp sword energy hit the long whip, and a few sparks suddenly appeared at the place where the two touched. It was the sword energy and the long whip that scraped pieces of fire when they rubbed at high speed. The black long whip shook, and it took a strange turn and angle to avoid the remaining sword energy, and came straight to Xuanyuan. The whip head was like the head of a poisonous snake, with its mouth wide open, biting silently.

The fight between the two became more and more intense. Under the lingering sword energy and heavy whip shadows, the figures of the two were already somewhat unclear. Only from the sword marks and long whip marks on the extremely hard ground of the underworld, as well as the occasional shaking of the underworld, it can be seen that the fight between the two was becoming more and more intense, more and more dangerous, and more and more exciting.

Boom! Boom! !

In the battle between Xuanyuan and Mingyue, which was almost about to stir up the entire underworld, the Fairy of Flowers stood beside the Three Lives Stone with a bewildered face. Although she was a weak female fairy with weak combat power, because she was standing beside the Three Lives Stone and was protected by the sword energy that Xuanyuan had casually shot before, she was not affected by the battle between Xuanyuan and Mingyue at all. Except for not daring to leave the Three Lives Stone too far, she did not suffer any injuries.

Fairy Baihua had no idea how things had gotten to this point. How could they start fighting again while talking peacefully? "Eh? What are they fighting about?" Blinking her eyes, which were as bright and affectionate as autumn water, Fairy Baihua was completely confused. She had never expected that Mingyue and her friend Xuanyuan would get along like this.

When she first came to the underworld and saw Mingyue beside the Three Lives Stone, she was still a melancholy and sad weak little flower. How could she suddenly turn back to the old look of waving a whip and fighting at the slightest disagreement? What was going on? Fairy Baihua was at a loss, and suddenly felt that she didn't know what to do... Uh, continue watching them fight?

In fact, in the eyes of Fairy Baihua, the evenly matched and back-and-forth battle was the result of Xuanyuan's deliberate letting go. When he found that Mingyue was releasing her long-suppressed pain and sadness bit by bit in the battle, Xuanyuan began to let go without leaving any trace, allowing Mingyue to vent more of her suppressed emotions in the battle, and to enjoy the passion and blood, heroism and exhilaration of the battle more and more.

Finally, after a whole day and night, Mingyue finally vented all the pain, unwillingness, sadness and obsession in her heart in the battle, and vented them in every whip shadow she swung out. When these negative emotions were fully released, Mingyue also half fainted due to exhaustion.

Because Xuanyuan was much stronger than Mingyue, even if Xuanyuan had been deliberately letting Mingyue go to maintain his strength at a similar level, fighting with an "equal" opponent for a long time still consumed almost all of Mingyue's physical strength and magic power, so when the anger in her heart was released and the battle was over, she immediately fell down with powerlessness and fell into a faint.

"What happened to Mingyue?" When Xuanyuan brought the fainted Mingyue back to the Three Lives Stone, the Fairy of Flowers, who had been waiting by the Three Lives Stone, hurried over. She asked anxiously, her eyes were full of worry and fear - after all, Mingyue's current appearance was really scary!

Mingyue, who was still wearing black armor and whose face and current condition could not be seen clearly, was wrapped around her body by a black-scaled whip made of dragon tendons. She was wrapped like a zongzi. Mingyue, who was wrapped up like this, not only did not resist, but she did not even move at all, as if she had no life at all, and she did not even breathe.

Xuanyuan held the handle of the black-scaled whip in his hand. He held the handle tightly in his hand, and Mingyue, who was wrapped up like a dumpling by the long whip, was hung behind Xuanyuan like a piece of dead meat and dragged by him, allowing Xuanyuan to throw her on the ground and drag her over, without even struggling, as if she had no breath at all.

Seeing Mingyue in such a state, Baihua Fairy was suddenly filled with panic, fearing that something had happened to Mingyue in the earth-shaking Xuanhe battle just now, and could not help but ask again: "Is Mingyue really okay? You should just be sparring, not to see if you live or die, right?"

The weak and weak Baihua Fairy swallowed her saliva quietly, and her tone was a little unconfident. In her opinion, the fight just now was quite fierce. If the two people didn't stop fighting and there were casualties, she thought it was still possible. But she didn't expect that there was a strong man who could defeat Mingyue.

"She's fine, she just consumed too much and fainted." Xuanyuan answered the question of Fairy Baihua concisely, with a casual and light tone, revealing a bit of indifference, "You don't have to worry, she is very strong, as long as she rests for a while, she will be a good...woman again."

Mingyue didn't die, she just fainted.

After learning about this, Fairy Baihua heaved a sigh of relief. However, when she looked at Mingyue, who was like a dead pig being wrapped up by Xuanyuan with Mingyue's own whip and dragged behind her, the expression on Fairy Baihua's face was slightly stiff. She was speechless and asked almost with a sigh: "...Why don't you hold her?"

"I'm not used to it." Glancing at Fairy Baihua, Xuanyuan said indifferently, paused, and said confidently, "And it's convenient this way." If there is an accident, you can always throw Mingyue far away and do something... If you hold someone, then you can't use both hands, or at most you can only use one hand? How troublesome?

After dragging Mingyue to the side of the Three Lives Stone and putting her down, Xuanyuan turned to look at Fairy Baihua and said straight to the point: "Mingyue sent you an invitation to come here, but actually I have something to ask and find out some information." Squinting his eyes, he asked softly, "Do you know where to find Xiran now?"