Reborn as Xiao in another world, targeted by the little red bird

The two men were in a stalemate for a while and then separated, but soon fought again.

Bingyu's swordsmanship has reached perfection, and he is evenly matched with Xiao in close combat. The aftermath of their fight disrupts the falling snow.

The two of them fought back and forth, and each exchange was extremely fast and dazzling. Most of the audience present were ordinary people, and they didn't know so many tricks. They just looked handsome anyway.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience, and many people felt that the ticket was worth it.

Suddenly, someone raised a soul-searching question: "If they fight like this, who will win in the end?"

“I feel like it’s going to be a draw.”

"Fuck! My wife Ben!"

"..."

On the other side, Bingyu’s students were also stunned. There was actually someone who could fight with their teacher to a standstill!

Finally, they reached a consensus that this Jin Peng must be the alias of a genius from some immortal sect, and the student who initially thought that Jin Peng's mask looked familiar also fell into self-doubt. How could he have the chance to meet a genius?

"Look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword!"

"Wow, what a tricky attack, but unfortunately your opponent is me, eh, I can't hit you~ Damn it!"

"What happened just now doesn't count. Taking my sword - that's unbelievable! This is the real thing!"

"..."

Xiao: c...a noisy person.

Red Xiao: "I told you before, don't count on me. Once my senses are closed, he can't affect me."

Red Mandrill: I really want this guy to shut up.

The two fought from the sky to the ground, and until they finally separated, there was no winner.

Each of them had some injuries on his body, and it was obvious that up to now, they were still evenly matched.

"Damn, I have to admit that your shooting skills are quite good." Bingyu praised unwillingly.

Although the competition had already started for a long time, he had not yet achieved any results, but he was not discouraged and even looked more excited.

Xiao: Of course, this is something I honed while accompanying you in battles and defeating evil spirits!

Red Mandrill: Hmm...

"Then - try this move! Nine Cold Frost Sky Technique!" Bingyu pinched the magic formula with his hands, and pieces of ice swords flew out from the falling snow and were displayed behind him. The scene was quite spectacular.

It was just such a simple trick that allowed some of the more knowledgeable viewers to guess about Bingyu's true identity.

"Oh my god, it's the Nine Frost Heaven Technique! If I remember correctly, this seems to be a set of sword-controlling techniques from the Yufeng Sect, which can only be learned by first-class disciples."

"No wonder he is so strong, he is a top disciple of the Yufeng Sect."

"It is said that this spell has three moves. Currently, only one of the first-class disciples can perform all of them. That disciple's name seems to be...Qiu Liuyun?"

"Let's see if Bingyu can perform all three moves. If she can, her identity will be confirmed."

"So is there any expert who can take off Jin Peng's vest?"

"From the Zhenjiao Sect? I guessed."

"I can't see any special features in Jin Peng. I can't find any special features."

"Frost is all over the sky!" Bingyu cast another spell.

The ground shook, and ice peaks rose from the ground like sharp swords pointing straight to the sky. The originally flat terrain suddenly became complicated, and the temperature became even lower.

Xiao felt a slight chill trying to penetrate into his body. If he had not become stronger now and been able to spare some strength to defend himself, he would have been hit.

I hope that doing so will not reveal what I am hiding.

"Guiding Style." Bingyu raised his arm, and the countless ice swords behind him arranged and combined into a larger ice sword.

"Look at the sword, look at the sword, look at the sword!" The huge ice sword, with an unparalleled sense of oppression, shot towards Xiao with his gesture.

Xiao did not feel threatened by the huge ice sword, so he exhaled a breath of hot air and went forward with his gun in hand.

Licking, plucking, picking, chopping... Xiao crashed straight into the huge ice sword. Most of the small ice swords bypassed him for some reason, and only a small part blocked his way and was shattered by his gun.

Suddenly, the situation in front of him became clear. It was him who pierced the giant sword. But at this moment, a sense of crisis that had not appeared just now arose in his heart.

"Haha, I was kidding you, this move is the Chao Feng Style." Bingyu smiled proudly when seeing Xiao passing through the rain of swords.

The swirling flying swords appeared in Xiao's sight. Only then did he realize that he was surrounded by flying swords. The rotating ice swords were like the blades of a meat grinder, ready to grind him into pieces at any time.

"That's all. Goodbye. It's been a while since I had such a good fight. The strength you showed is indeed worthy of Sister Yunyan's evaluation."

Bingyu raised his sword and slashed it in the air, as if turning on the switch of a meat grinder. The ice sword that was originally rotating slowly suddenly violently and quickly strangled Xiao in the center.

At this moment, with Xiao as the center, countless inky gun shadows shot out from the ground, directly creating a safe space in this meat grinder made of ice swords.

Taking advantage of the moment when the flying sword was out of control, Xiao broke through the blockade and rushed towards Bingyu.

The previous battles had always been fought in the air, so Xiao had no where to gain leverage and was unable to summon a spear formation to assist in the battle while making his attacks, and thus this ability was hidden by accident.

Bingyu looked astonished. He immediately made some hand gestures and the out-of-control flying sword came back under his control. Under his command, the sword rushed to the path that Xiao had to take.

"Return Wind Style!" The rain of swords spread out, forming circles one after another, with the sword blades pointing directly to the ground.

While the attack had not yet taken shape, Xiao used a wind wheel to instantly pass through the attack range of the flying sword, and his return wind style missed.

Seeing this, Bingyu drew out his sword and prepared to meet Xiao's attack.

After just one look, Bingyu showed a surprised look: "You have improved so much in a short time?"

He then added: "In the fight just now, you hid your strength."

That's right, as usual, Xiao started the Jingyao Nuwa dance at the beginning of the battle, and his strength has been slowly increasing.

From the moment he discovered that Bingyu could match him in close combat, he realized that the opponent was not simple, so he deliberately suppressed his breath and controlled the strength of his attacks, just to catch the opponent by surprise.

The opponent's background is not simple, and he might have some killer moves that are difficult to deal with. If he lets the opponent feel the increasing pressure and uses his killer moves, it will be a disadvantage for him who cannot use magic and relies entirely on talent in fighting.

Just as Bingyu was forced to wrestle with Xiao, a gun shadow stabbed towards his neck.

He showed a look of fear, but soon, the corners of his mouth rose again.

Bingyu looked past Xiao and behind him. The mess was his own masterpiece.

The broken gun shadows were slowly dissipating, and the ground was littered with broken ice swords. Above the wreckage, the only remaining ice sword was suspended, with the tip of the sword gently resting on the back of Xiao's neck.

Bingyu glanced at the gun shadow that was less than an inch away from her throat and said briskly, "It looks like a draw."