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The sword's edge shone coldly under the moonlight, clearer and colder than the moonlight.

Like Jiang Wanzhou's heart.

Seeing Yao Ximu use Kuafu's sword technique of chasing the sun, Jiang Wanzhou narrowed her eyes slightly, and she was no longer merciful in her strikes - the sword is a merciless thing, and since it is a sword, it cannot be merciless.

He activated the Moon Shadow sword energy, and the brilliance radiated in all directions.

Swordsmanship and internal strength complement each other.

Luomei Mountain Villa's mental method of three plum blossoms is extraordinary, it coincides with the celestial phenomena, and the operation of internal force is unique.Jiang Wanzhou practiced hard every day, and was almost on the verge of breaking through the highest level of the solitary standard. Yao Xi was able to resist it with a thunderous strike at the beginning of the evening. There is no way to fight back.

Yao Ximu suppressed his breath, just trying to resist him and delay the time.

The two have fought against each other countless times, and they are well aware of each other's moves and weaknesses.Yao Ximu had never defeated Jiang Wanzhou, so he tried his best but knew that he couldn't do it.A bitter taste of desolation could not be suppressed in his heart, spreading from his heart to his mouth.The hand holding the sword began to tremble, and Yao Ximu jumped up, stabbing with the sword at a tricky angle.Jiang Wanzhou sank her shoulders and turned her elbows, raised her hand in a nonchalant way, and Moon Shadow swung out.

This move is the first of Gaefeng's fourteen cuts, with a dignified and vigorous momentum, as if made by nature.Yao Ximu's internal strength is far inferior to Jiang Wanzhou's. Fortunately, he has also practiced assassinating Qin, and he is very familiar with the moves.

The second slash and the third slash came one after another, with dazzling silver light, Yao Ximu had no chance to breathe, so he could only raise his sword to meet it.The sword qi collided, Yao Ximu soared into the sky, and the Lengyue pine forest flew past in front of his eyes, and then fell heavily to the ground with a "tong".The hand covered in cold sweat held the hilt of the sword tightly, so as not to let the shaken sword drop from his hand.

"You lost." Jiang Wanzhou finally said, "Get out of the way."

Yao Ximu's whole body seemed to be falling apart, he was in constant pain, and his heart felt uncomfortable and bitter.Standing up slowly, the cloth covering his face had fallen off, he raised his hand, gently wiped away the blood spilling from his lips, stood with his sword in his hand, and never backed down: "Do you have to go?"

"I promised someone else."

"Then what if I must not let you go?"

Jiang Wanzhou was annoyed and confused. Seeing his petal-like rosy face after vigorous exercise, she became confused again—this time the fight was not like usual moves, Yao Ximu didn't plan to stop with him, he was If you want to fight with your life, a shot is a matter of life and death.Seeing that Yao Ximu didn't take himself seriously, Jiang Wanzhou's furious mind became confused, and he blurted out:

"Do you think I really dare not kill you?"

The cold words pierced into Yao Ximu's bone marrow, and he was numb from the pain.He pointed the tip of his sword at Jiang Wanzhou, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, showing a sweet smile, and said softly, "Come."

Gaefeng Fourteen Slashes Jiang Wanzhou has already used the first six cuts, the sword is dazzling, he swung the seventh cut, Yao Ximu's swordsmanship is stagnant, it is autumn leaves.After a few rounds, beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and he couldn't resist it anymore.

Two figures walked through the pine trees, and the surrounding fields were silent, only the frightened night birds uttered short and hasty chirps.

The moonlight is sparse, like snow sprinkled from the gaps in the forest.

A ray of sword light slashed down, Yao Ximu's arm ached as if being burned by a raging fire, he forgot the moves, and waved the dawn as he wished, his heart ached uncontrollably, but he wanted to laugh and shouted: "Happy! happy!"

Regardless of life and death, he condensed his inner strength into his sword moves, and he used the same sword technique as Jiang Wanzhou, Gale Fourteen Slashes.

The wind was blowing into the pine, Yao Ximu was leaning against a giant pine, panting.Suddenly, a palm was stretched out from the back of the giant pine, and it was pressed against Yao Ximu's back. A powerful force was injected into his body silently, and gathered in the dantian along the meridians.

Yao Ximu knew who was coming, and before he had time to be shocked and astonished, dawn broke out.

He and Jiang Wanzhou performed No.11 of Gale Fourteen Cuts at the same time!

True energy and sword power merged into one, fierce, swift, and unparalleled in sharpness, like a gust of wind in the sand sea, uprooting the surrounding weeds, mixed with broken branches and lasing in all directions.

Jiang Wanzhou's white clothes were bulging, her complexion changed slightly, and her moves suddenly changed.Yao Ximu was clearly at the end of his strength just now, so why was he able to burst forth in an instant and exert such vigorous zhenqi.It wasn't his, Jiang Wanzhou instantly understood that there was someone behind him who was secretly lucky.Jiang Wanzhou let out a cold snort, and the blade suddenly turned down and swept across, opening and closing, without retreating. Every confrontation was a real hard-on-hard confrontation.

The swords collided, sparks were released, and the sword energy like a white arrow flew into the sky.

With swordsmanship alone, Yao Ximu is not under Jiang Wanzhou, but his internal strength is insufficient, so he can't reach the point where the sword is one.He tapped his toes and stuck to the trunk of the pine tree, and the internal force on his back came from a source, he shouted loudly, and made the last move.

No.14 cut!

This sword is sharper and sharper than any previous sword. The blade is furiously slashed against the wind.

Wherever he went, gravel flew and vegetation danced.

Jiang Wanzhou was suffocated in her chest, her blood was surging, and she leaped back abruptly, stopping only a few feet away. Looking down, she saw that the front of her chest had been cut open, and there was a fine line of blood The beads slowly ooze out.

"Who is your Excellency? Why do you hide behind others and play tricks instead of showing your true colors?"

"You lost." Yao Ximu's voice came from afar.

Jiang Wanzhou smiled hoarsely and said, "I admit defeat." He raised Yueying, with the horizontal sword on his chest, and with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he said solemnly, "Let the people behind you come out and fight me."

A strange look flashed across Yao Ximu's black and white eyes, staring at Jiang Wanzhou with mixed joy and sorrow.

In the distance, it seemed to be coming from the horizon—the illusory laughter.

I can't tell whose voice it is, this is the sound transmission that can only be made by people whose internal strength has reached a very high level, similar to ventriloquist.

"Young Master Jiang, the Marquis of Jiaye has already arrived at the boundary of Zhenghe."

People from the king of Qi came to the boundary of Zhenghe, and Jiayehou was considered to have escaped from birth.

Jiang Wanzhou's chest rose and fell. He was rarely frustrated. Today's encounter was the first time in the world. He was filled with anger and hatred. He blurted out: "I don't care what others do, do you dare to show up and fight with me?"

"Young Master Jiang, why did you say that? I just don't want you to accidentally kill the love in your heart. That's why I help you. I don't mean to be provocative."

A few feet away, Jiang Wanzhou and Yao Ximu faced each other far away. A complicated look of astonishment flashed across Jiang Wanzhou's face, her heart was suffocated, but she had nothing to say.

While Jiang Wanzhou was in a daze, a cloak wrapped around Yao Ximu's head, and the surrounding scenery receded rapidly. Yu Xingye held Yao Ximu in his arms and flew tens of feet away in an instant against the wind.

Yao Ximu didn't know when he stopped, his mind was confused and he lost his mind.

He stared at Yu Xingye in a daze, and murmured: "Is he... really going to kill me? If it weren't for you, would I have died under his sword?"

Yu Xingye tore off his sleeve, cleaned the wound on his arm, sprinkled the powder lightly, and wrapped it tightly with clean gauze.

Yao Ximu didn't know the pain, and sat motionless.

"you like him?"

Yao Ximu was stunned, nodded hesitantly, closed his eyes and leaned back, fell on the bed, and said, "I like him, trust him, and worship him. I used to be willing to do anything for him."

"now what?"

"Now you see it." Yao Ximu smiled dejectedly, feeling physically and mentally exhausted, and his heart throbbed, each time intensely.He put his hands on his head, arched his body, and began to cry silently.Depressed and sad, it made people feel distressed, Yao Ximu sobbed and said: "Young Master Yu...you go...I don't want you to see me being so embarrassing..."

Yu Xingye didn't leave, but just turned off the lights in the room.

When a person covers his face and cries bitterly, he doesn't want to see everything.

Only darkness can shelter him.

After an unknown amount of time, Yao Ximu's sobs gradually subsided. He knew that Yu Xingye hadn't left. At this moment, he came to his senses. He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know why Yu Xingye appeared suddenly.

If Grand Master Yu finds out that he is chasing here!

Yao Ximu raised his head and said in surprise: "How can you come here? What if you are discovered?"

"You finally remembered me, I'm very happy." Yu Xingye's voice was a little hoarse in the dark, but it was extremely pleasant, "You are not Young Master Jiang's opponent. I was worried, so I rushed here. The prior arrangements were hasty, But I really can’t care less.”

"Young Master Yu, thank you."

"I want a thank you gift, would you like to give it to me?"

Yao Ximu became nervous and clenched his fists, afraid that Yu Xingye would ask him for something he couldn't afford.

Yu Xingye noticed his nervousness, and smiled slightly: "I'm not that ignorant, don't be afraid. I hope you can cheer up again, like the energetic young man when I first saw you."

"See you for the first time?" Yao Ximu forced a smile and said, "I remembered, you were sitting next to me in Shengyuanfang. At that time, I was wearing a mask and I was still a buck-toothed boy. Where did you come from? "

"Yao Yao." Yu Xingye put his hand on his shoulder: "Don't be sad, like I told you before, let the past go, people always live for tomorrow."

What will happen tomorrow?Yao Ximu doesn't know, but tomorrow will always come as scheduled.