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"Cut the crap." Miss Han said harshly, "Do you think I will spare your life just by saying that? "That's a mistake."

As she spoke, she gripped her sword once more. The brilliance of the sword indicated that she had once again triggered a killing intent.

Little Qiao said helplessly, "I've already told you that I have no fear of death, but you hesitated again and again … I'm afraid you still can't do it! "

"If you don't, I'm just wondering if you should die …" Once I make a decision, I will show no mercy. "

"Why should I die?"

"Why don't you... Damn it? "

"Was it because I let the constable surnamed Qin go?" "Don't you think I should?"

"That's your problem." "But from my point of view, you must die."

"Is there any other reason?"

"This is already enough …" Miss Han suddenly said with a cold face, "Draw your sword!"

"Why?" Bai Xiaoqiao smiled and said, "Is it because that makes it easier for you to make a move?"

"Not really, but it would be more fair." Lady Han said, "Your martial arts are very high, enough to compete with me. Why did you deliberately give up this opportunity?"

Bai Little Qiao lowered her head and thought for a moment. Then, she said, "Alright, if you insist on doing so, then so be it. Although, the final outcome will be the same."

With that, she drew her sword.

Miss Han nodded. "I'll let you have three moves."

Saying that, he turned around and had already moved six feet away.

Bai Xiaoqiao said coldly, "No one can give me three moves. Although your swordsmanship is much better than mine, my personality is not any worse than yours. Take out your sword!"

Lady Han thought for a moment before nodding. "Alright, I'll be enlightened then …"

His sword rose to his chest like a limpid spring. However, she took a step back and slowly closed her eyes, carefully looking at the other party.

Bai Xiaoqiao knew that the other party's swordsmanship was much higher than his. In the face of a battle, the odds were against him and it would be extremely difficult for him to survive. However, in the face of danger, he was no longer able to evade.

Having prepared herself for this, she calmed down. Holding a long sword against her chest, she leaned forward and opened the door.

Miss Han suddenly laughed coldly as she suddenly appeared in front of Bai Xiaoqiao like a wasp playing with the stamen.

As she moved forward, a ray of sword light suddenly flashed out, slashing towards the left side of Miss Bai at extreme speed.

He had indeed comprehended the third meaning of the sword with this move. It was a good thing that he hadn't seen any changes since Miss Han had acted first. It was unknown where the sword was hidden. When the sword light appeared, a white blade had already entered her body. As she moved forward, she pounced towards Bai Xiaoqiao.

Looking at its imposing manner, it had already attained the state of One with the Body and Sword. In terms of sword arts, it was already at the pinnacle of perfection.

A streak of sword light that was mixed with Miss Han's sleeve shadows floated over like a snowflake covering her body.

Bai Xiaoqiao's body suddenly felt a chill, as it was already tightly wrapped by the meticulous sword aura. It was easier said than done to calmly withdraw.

Bai Xiaoqiao, however, was unwilling to accept such a death. Although her swordsmanship was not as good as Miss Han's, the Nine Flower Sword Technique still had its outstanding aspects.

The contact between the two sides was indeed subtle.

Bai Xiaoqiao's strategy was to break through the line as he welcomed Miss Han's four pronged sword Qis.

The thread of sword light came from Bai Xiaoqiao. The force of this swing was equivalent to the sum of all the strength in her body. One could imagine the sharpness of this slash when it was converted to a single stroke.

As expected, Lady Han never expected this strike.

The sword aura produced a very small sound and immediately cut open a crack in the sword aura surrounding Han Yunxi. This phenomenon was truly mysterious. In fact, it was nothing more than the fact that the level of the sword arts had reached a certain level. Even if they were to see it for themselves, it would be difficult for them to see any clues.

Miss Han raised her eyebrows as she quickly dodged to the side.

Bai Xiaoqiao's body flashed out from the gap that was opened up.

Even so, the situation was extremely dangerous.

Following Miss Han's descent of the large sword beam, although Bai Xiaoqiao's entire body was out, the clothes on his body had already been shredded in many places. The situation was extremely dangerous.

Taking advantage of this moment of opportunity, Bai Xiaoqiao's body slumped down. His longsword flipped, drawing out a sword circle. This move was called the "Sword Pole Circle".

With the appearance of the sword, Miss Han's head and feet were all under the care of the blade of her sword.

Miss Han laughed coldly as her upper body suddenly leaned backwards. Her slender body formed a circle along with the sword ring that Bai Xiaoqiao had drawn.

This posture was simply too fast.

With a turn of her sword light, Miss Han floated outside the circle.

Bai Xiaoqiao cried out, unable to extricate himself.

Miss Han displayed her outstanding technique of "Body Sword Fusion" once again. When the sword arrived, wherever the multicolored light shone, Bai Xiaoqiao only felt a chill on his right shoulder. The chill was bone-piercing, but the sharp tip of Miss Han's sword had already pierced deeply into his body.

With the pain coming from a single sword strike, Bai Xiaoqiao's body suddenly spun rapidly to the left, freeing himself from the opponent's sword force.

But before she could regain her balance, Miss Han's second strike had already arrived.

With a flash of cold stars, Mai Xiaoqiao swallowed a mouthful of cold air. He thought that his sword would pierce through the throat and die a violent death, but he did not expect that Miss Han would retract her sword in the face of danger.

The tip of the sword was pointed straight at Bai Xiaoqiao's throat.

Bai Xiaoqiao only felt a chill on his body as the other party's cold sword Qis enveloped his entire body. He was stuck at his acupoints, unable to move.

Bai Xiaoqiao felt his entire body turn cold. Other than the warm feeling from the sword stabbing into his shoulder, he could sense that he was bleeding.

Both their faces were pale.

Their four eyes were locked on each other. Although it was in the dark, they could clearly feel the heavy, resentful expression on each other's faces. They could also understand the change in each other's excited bloodlines.

"I could have killed you... But I can't do it. Forget it, I'll spare your life. "

Lady Han drew back and sheathed her sword with a clang.

Soon after, she gave a deep glance at Whitey Joe, then quickly turned around and left without looking back.

After a long while, Bai Xiaoqiao seemed to have recovered her breath. She thought that this time, it was certain death, but she did not expect that she would be able to escape with her life humiliated by Miss Han's sword.

To be honest, she didn't feel the slightest bit of joy at this moment. After her sudden and dramatic recovery, all that was left was incomparable sorrow and humiliation. Her eyes turned sour, and two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks.

Waves of cold wind blew past, causing the leaves on the ground to rustle …

Bai Xiaoqiao only felt an unusually cold feeling on his body, his two gums trembling uncontrollably. In his mind, he recalled the profound glance Miss Han had just taken before she left. That glance contained a victorious stance, incomparable pride, but also seemed to contain pity and sympathy.

She really wished there was a hole in the ground for her to crawl into. She felt that she might as well be dead.

Better dead than alive.

This was the greatest humiliation she had ever experienced in her entire life. It was really "something that can't be tolerated" …

Tears kept streaming down his face, and blood kept dripping.

Her face was paler, her beautiful eyes lost their lustre, but it trembled in the cold air before dawn.

"I'm dead, right? Why am I still alive?" This thought flashed through her mind. She couldn't help but move her feet a bit before realizing that she was really still alive. The flowing water gurgled — it was like a bone penetrating glacier that quietly passed through her heart and flowed into her blood vessels … She seemed frozen again.

Mai crossed the shallow stream in front of her, stepping over a beach of pebbles of varying sizes. She simply walked on in silence, one step up and one step down, and her heart was full of frustration and frustration.

When he raised his head, he caught a glimpse of a shining star in the sky. It was bright blue in color — it was the so called Purple Comet.

For a long time, a legend had been circulating among the people: "When you see Madame Purple Star for the first time, don't forget to make your wish …"

Bai Xiaoqiao hesitated to come to a stop.

"My heart originally was …"

"I... "My heart's desire …" She thought dreamily, "My wish... Wu … "Yu Xue …"

For some reason, she thought of Wu Yuxue. But subtly, when she thought of her wish, she immediately thought of him? How could Wu Yuxue occupy such a position in her heart? It was indeed an incredible thing.

"No …" "It's not Wu Yuxue." And she told herself, "It's none of his business... "My wish should be …"

"Should... "Yes!"

Wu Yuxue, the "ungrateful man", was completely blank. There was an uncountable amount of desire in her mind, but at this moment, her mind was in a mess like cocoon. She couldn't pull out the "wish" leader …

The big stars in the sky were shining on her two "little stars" that were shining with tears. At this moment, her mood was extremely chaotic. She really wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

The Purple Comet Star was still as brilliant as ever, but her heart seemed to have withered, and she couldn't muster up any more excitement.

He leaned against a huge rock and sat down. The sword in his hand made a 'dang' sound when it came in contact with the stone surface, causing some sparks to fly out.

This crisp sound startled her.

Seeing the sword, she thought of a terrifying death. And at this moment, the word "death" no longer had any terrifying meaning, but instead seemed to have a kind of gratification, a kind of encouragement — death was like extinguishing a lamp. Life could not be happy as one wished, and death was no longer as frightening.

The sword was tightly grasped in her hand and was placed before her eyes. Only two thoughts appeared in her mind — death or not.

This was not an easy decision to make. However, at the moment, Bai Xiaoqiao was seriously considering this matter.

Eyes — Obsessed and hazy.

He gritted his teeth tightly.

The sword … shook so hard …

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over. The wind was mixed with a few tiny grains of sand, and when it hit a person's body, it hurt the skin.

A human figure soared up like a giant crane from the sky not too far away.

As the man stood up, a deep sigh came through the door. The fat grey robe was puffing in the air, making a loud sound.

This person possessed such a handsome movement technique. In the time it took for him to rise and fall, he had already arrived in front of Bai Xiaoqiao.

"Why do you need to …" "Why do you need to …"

As he got up from the ground, he waved his sleeve and created a large gust of wind that swept towards Bai Xiaoqiao.

To Bian Xiaoqiao, this person's sudden appearance was truly a sudden awakening.

The wind coming from this man's sleeves was so powerful that it nearly made Bai Xiaoqiao fall down.

The force was too fast, too sudden. It was so sudden that even his face did not have time to clearly see that this person had once again used the "Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve" skill. With a "hu" sound, he directly swept towards the sword in her hand.

This time, Bai Xiaoqiao did not allow him to succeed. Before his sleeve had even reached him, he had already drawn his sword, pulled out his body, and flew out.

This person did not intend to hurt her. He missed his first move and immediately retreated. He rose and fell like the wind, retreating as soon as he touched her. With a "hu" sound, he was pushed back ten feet.

Bai Xiaoqiao could not tolerate others teasing him like this, so he scolded and quickly chased after them.

The person in front was extremely fast, but intentionally or unintentionally, his body slowed down. Bai Xiaoqiao had rushed to his back in his second move. The sword in his hand flashed forward, stabbing towards the other party's back.

The man lunged forward and spread his hands wide, creating a sound of wind as if he was a giant butterfly.

Bai Xiaoqiao's sword was just a hair away from stabbing out.

Bai Xiaoqiao immediately drew back, wanting to launch his second strike. However, this person was extremely nimble, turning around swiftly like a whirlwind.

"Chi!" Bai Xiaoqiao's sword strike was even more powerful than the previous sword strike. It pierced straight towards his opponent's door.

Under the stars and moon, this person with long, bright hair and eyebrows was wearing a prayer bead. He must be a monk — Great Master Yun.

Bai Xiaoqiao was shocked. "Ai —" He let out a cry, but his moves had become old. If he were to withdraw his sword, it would be too late. His sword pierced towards the center of the enemy's brows … " With a "pa" sound, the sword that was sent out by Bai Xiaoqiao was held in the palm of his hand.

"Amitabha, don't be impatient."

As the words left his mouth, that pair of giant palms tightly gripped onto the sword's edge, not relaxing even a little.

Bai Xiaoqiao struggled for a while, but was unable to break free. However, his face became red with anger.

"Eh? What is a monk like you doing? What have I done to you? Why are you always looking for trouble with me? "

"Amitabha." "Have you forgotten that we had a date?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten. I've already done what you wanted me to do for you, but you …"

As the old monk was still holding her sword tightly in his hands, Bai Qiao Ke became even angrier. "Are you going to let go or not? "If you don't let go, I'll scold you."

The old monk's long snow-white eyebrows constantly blinked. As he listened, he kept on chanting the Buddhist incantation, "Amitabha, Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!" Amitabha! Do you have more? " Bai Xiaoqiao's heart was already in a bad mood and she could not bear to be wronged. Her voice trembled and she was on the verge of tears, "Are you really not going to let go? I didn't think that you would bully me …" "But I …"

His heart felt sour for a while, and then his tears came out of his eye sockets, sprinkling specks of dust on the ground.