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The martial arts world? The martial arts world was just a cage under the control of authority. Swordsman? It was just a sharp sword under his command. Each sword was fierce and bloodstained over eight hundred miles. The people in the martial world were trying their best to escape, and the unknown were trying their best to enter as well. There were many nameless monuments erected in this graveyard, no one knew who was buried here, and no one knew if they would be able to drink wine again. This graveyard never lacked ambitious people, but it was precisely because there were too many ambitious failures that this graveyard was filled with myths. There were too many idiots and women, making this graveyard not that terrifying.

But who would dare to say that they could retreat safely in this cemetery?

Ye Su understood this logic, so she hid herself and never made any enemies with anyone. She just liked to look at the moon in the night when it was quiet.

Even though the moon was strange tonight.

This shabby teahouse's backyard was overgrown with weeds and was not afraid of being robbed. After all, the most valuable thing in this teahouse was that leopard old man. Therefore, when the hateful old man with the big three eyes, big nose, and slanted mouth walked in, Ye Su could tell at a glance that he was not asking for gold and silver.

Therefore, he observed his hands' movements in the backyard with interest.

The old man did not seem to notice Ye Su's playful gaze. It was only when Ye Su spoke that he climbed up the broken wall in a hurry like a frightened bird.

It was a very clumsy action.

Ye Su moved slightly. In the area where the old man was busy, the soil in front of him was new, and a small piece of wood leaked out of the hole he had not covered in time. Ye Su pushed the soil away with her sword sheath suspiciously.

It was a small wooden figure of a woman.

The more Ye Su saw, the weirder it seemed to be. She vaguely felt that the little person looked a little familiar, but then she suddenly froze!

The little person drawn was actually the face of Little Raksha!

Ye Su's eyes turned cold. She used the force of her right palm and crushed the wooden figurine. She threw the powder to the side and chased after the wooden figurine with both blades in her hands. Tang Su was well aware of this point, but not all the other people were good. Ye Su was even more clear on this point, that random method of harming people made it hard for people to guard against them. If one were to say that this little Rakshasi was not dangerous, Tang Su would not believe it.

As such, she sped along the street and caught up with the old man who was walking slowly.

Ye Su sized up the strange old man and the old man also looked at Tang Su. There was a hint of panic in his eyes but he spoke, "May I ask why the female hero is blocking my path?"

Ye Su let out a cold laugh and walked over with her blades out, "Why? Do you really not know? If you say it out loud, I can give you a chance to live. "

The old man was shocked! He took two frightened steps and sat down on the stone floor, looking at the pair of sabers emitting a cold light, cold sweat continuously poured out of his body! He shouted for help.

Ye Su glanced at the figure in the air and said, "The entire Azure Province has a headache because of that monster. I don't have time to care about you, so after explaining why you want to harm my little sister, I'll let you go. Otherwise …"

Suddenly, Ye Su's expression turned cold. She stopped on the spot as she slowly walked towards the old man. She looked at the black clothed man in front of the old man and said coldly, "Scram."

The black clothed man in front of him sneered: "I can see that your blade is extremely fast, you should be a top swordsman as well. Why did you do such a shameless thing? This old man is powerless, why can't you let him go? "

He had been here for a long time, and there were still many who had yet to show their faces like him. His sword was also very fast, and the slowly drooping metal sword incessantly rang. The sword was excited! How long had it been since he last met an opponent like her? Guo Zixuan didn't know, he only knew that the swordsmen who came to ask for advice were all thrown out of the house by him.

Because those people were not worthy for him to draw his sword.

His sword was facing Nighteyes, Shangguan Yi, or perhaps this woman in front of him! What was important for a Blade Master was not a sword, but an opponent that was worth pulling out a sword from. Just now when the woman was drawing her blade, she heard a cry for help and hurried over. This Guo Zixuan saw!

Victory?

This is the first time Guo Zixuan has lost confidence!" Having wielded swords for so many years, this was the first time he had not been able to grasp the sword. Their gazes met. A sharp sword had clashed with a rock for ten thousand years, was that a sword or a rock? The two of them did not speak, but their gazes met, and a string of sparks flew. The world was filled with a desolate feeling. The plain clothes and the black clothes faced each other from a distance in this pure white.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.

Dozens of cold lights shot towards Ye Su, bringing a sharp sound of wind.

Guo Zixuan also took out his sword, and with a "ding ding" sound, dozens of cold lights fell down like meteors, and were like flower needles on the ground. Guo Zixuan's sword was only five steps away from Tang Su, while Ye Su's blade was still hanging down, her body did not move at all, and she did not even raise her eyes.

After three breaths of time, Guo Zixuan said, "Do you know that my sword is not thrust at you?"

Ye Su replied indifferently, "Yes."

Guo Zixuan asked, "You want to kill this old man?"

Ye Su said, "Yes."

Guo Zixuan shook his long sword and asked, "Why?" Could it be that your blade is only meant for killing? "

Ye Su's eyes suddenly hurt, then she slowly raised her head. The smile on Guo Zixuan's face became even wider. "Are you angry?"

Ye Su said, "Yes."

Guo Zixuan's right hand slowly turned backwards, ten steps away.

A gentle breeze blew. It was unknown whether it was because of the killing intent of the two Bei Feng Guards or the cold north wind. In fact, it actually caused the spectators to gasp for breath.

The two of them did not make a move. Both of them maintained the same posture.

After a long, long time …

At this moment, a little girl's voice sounded out, "Why are they not attacking?"

It was unknown when the old man and the girl with the long braids had arrived. Seeing how the two of them were at loggerheads, the little girl rubbed her hands together, as if she was afraid that they wouldn't be able to fight.

The old man chuckled and said, "The sword was released a long time ago. Girl, you just couldn't see it."

The girl's eyes were filled with confusion.

The elderly man rubbed the girl's head and said in a low voice, "A man is a sword, and a sword is a man. It's too bad that this Songyang Sword has never been able to become one with the sword."

As the old man's words fell, Guo Zixuan's eyes suddenly felt pain.

In a split-second, a cold light flashed, followed by another cold light.

Both of them made their moves.

One of them was too slow.

Who was the one who was slow?

All the cold light disappeared, and the whole world suddenly turned silent …

The dragon pierced through Guo Zixuan's shoulder, but the steel sword was stopped four inches from Ye Su's heart by Luo Feng.

Blood was already seeping out from his shoulder, dripping down along the edge of the blade.

Guo Zixuan was silent for a long time, then bitterly smiled and said, "Good blade." Ye Su had nothing to say, so Guo Zixuan continued, "You could have pierced my heart."

Ye Su remained silent, but the shocking dragon that pierced her shoulders spoke of this fact. She slowly pulled it out, the blade hanging at her side, blood slowly dripping down along the edge of the blade, raising her head to look behind Guo Zixuan, that old man who was filled with fear, instantly didn't even dare to breathe. However, Ye Su did not move. The old man's eyes that were sizing up Ye Su also turned towards the distance. In the darkness, three figures slowly approached from afar.

Three people.

Two men and one woman.

The lady was fiddling with the flower needles in her hand. She had also taken out her hidden weapon. She smiled coldly, "How embarrassing. The Songyang sword was defeated in a single strike in such a public place."

Guo Zixuan laughed self-deprecatingly and put away his iron sword, his clothes already dyed red with blood.

To the right of the girl was a young child. His body was curled up close to the arm of the tall man, and his eyes were filled with fear as he looked at the bloody pair of swords.

Because of his fear, he did not dare to draw his sword.

In this pure white, red robe, Gu Wan Tong was her name. She was born in a wealthy family in Jiangnan, but unlike the gentle and elegant girls from Jiangnan, she was instead influenced by the passion of the Northern ladies to the point that her Soul Chasing Needle could reach the perfection stage. All the women in the martial world were not to be trifled with. They were all deadly weapons, and Gu Wenzong was no exception.

The huge blade that was like a door board stood upright on the ground as his right hand gripped the handle of the blade tightly. The tall and powerful man beside the boy said, "Yun'er, retreat to the side."

The youth nodded. The man shouted out and slashed out with his heavy sword! If he was hit by this attack, even a giant tree would be torn in half! Indeed! The number of people who died under this huge blade was simply too many to count. The flower needle in Gu Wan Tong's hand was also waiting for the best opportunity to make a move. His pretty face, however, was as frightening as a hunter's gaze. Guo Zixuan didn't make a move, instead he quietly stood to the side with his left arm hanging down, trembling non-stop. His injuries prevented him from drawing his sword.

Ye Su did not dare to face it head on. She quickly retreated.

However, the broadsword did not budge. Although it did not make contact with Ye Su, the powerful sword aura still made her frown! This broadsword was incomparably fierce and powerful. It was enough to draw the enemy's attention. Moreover, there was a hunter hiding in the dark to launch a sneak attack. Although it was only a single large saber, this man's dance was extremely tightly-knit. The snow had yet to fall, yet he had been slashed by the saber's energy, and cold sweat flowed down from his temples. After all, he had a mortal body, so how long had he been dancing with such a heavy saber? Ye Su dodged all of them. Gu Wan Tong's Soul Chasing Needle was also taken off by her. Although she was retreating, every step she took was filled with confidence. The all-pervasive Soul Chasing Needle could not break through her blade!

His indifferent eyes made people wonder, who was the real prey?