"Yes! Don't worry, Uncle Le'er! My greatest ability is to save my life!"
Le'er looked at Xi'er. Before today, she had no idea about the existence of this apprentice. ※※ "Her martial arts is very high?"
"Hehehe... we'll find out soon." Xi'er drank wine and didn't seem to be very worried about Ming'er.
Is this worth looking forward to?
Even though she is outstanding, there is a long-term gap in internal strength. Facing Bai, how can she help?
Anyone in the world who can withstand White's full blow without dying or being seriously injured must be a leader in the artistic conception level. How can such a newcomer be able to help?
Red hair, that is rendered red hair.
On his energetic face, a pair of smart eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation.
She just has a problem, and now she has a problem. "Master! Then I'm leaving. I should go directly to the world this time. The business here is very busy and I can't help. Master, don't blame me. Hehe, I
Carrying Master's name will definitely make this name carry forward and will definitely not disgrace Master's past reputation in the world."
"Do what you can. I don't care about reputation. The road in the world is not easy. If you think you can go on, just stick to it. When you can't go on, come back. There is no need to have any psychological burden because of this name. I gave you the name because you like it. I will just retire."
I have been in the world for so many years, why do I care about the little fame I had in the past?" Youque's clothes are dark red mixed with black, which makes her look very solemn and serious. She is already old and doesn't like those bright colors, nor does she like warm ones.
Warm tones, serious and solemn clothes have become her preference. She is different from the apprentices in front of her. She has no novelty in the world. She is already tired of fighting and killing, and does not care about the reputation in the world. On the contrary, she is interested in the world.
This apprentice had an extraordinary and special concern. He felt that as long as everything was peaceful and smooth for her, it didn't matter whether she gained fame in the world or not.
"Yeah!" Youque promised seriously. He always wanted to leave when he didn't leave. Now that he thought about it, he entered the world of Jianghu. He could no longer follow the master every day. He couldn't help but feel that it was difficult to let go. He couldn't help but
Eyes red.
"Silly girl, the world does not need tears, it only needs blood, either the enemy's blood or your own blood. Wipe your tears. The crying person is seen by Le'er. What you are waiting for is a good beating."
"I know! Master, I'm leaving." Youque quickly wiped away her tears and forced herself not to think about those sad things. She turned around and sped away without looking back. She was not allowed to take it slow at this moment. She couldn't
Continue to delay, otherwise, she will be trapped by the sorrow of separation again, and she will reveal her weak side that is not strong.
Seeing Youque gone, the former Youque let out a sigh. How could she be willing to lose a familiar and kind person beside her?
"What the senior sister asked her to do must not be simple. I think it's better for me to go over and take a look..."
Leng Aoshuang smiled slightly. "What nonsense are you talking about? She has her own career, so what will happen if you go? Are you always going to be a nanny and follow her? People grow up in hurt and become strong in hurt. You forget how you become strong.
Is it there?”
The former Youque let out a long sigh, knowing that it was feelings that made her so weak. In the Lingjiu Palace, she was able to calmly express her blessings when the junior sisters she liked faced the real experiences of the world alone.
I watched them leave emotionally, because everyone in the world must pass this test. No one can truly grow in care, no one can develop their own skills in care, and truly be able to face the cruelty of the world.
Youque left the city, rode on his horse, and galloped towards his destination.
The destination is not far away, less than half an hour's journey.
She didn't know who the enemy she faced was because Le'er didn't tell her, and she didn't ask. No matter who the enemy was, she wouldn't be afraid, although she would be nervous.
Not long after half a quarter of an hour.
But for those who are fighting, half an hour is a long time.
Half an hour is definitely enough to decide the winner between white and twilight.
Thirteen moves have passed!
The gun is still strong, fast, flexible, and full of overwhelming momentum, sweeping thousands of armies and invincible.
Dusk is still resisting and defending.
With every block, bright red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.
That was an internal injury, and she had suffered internal injuries.
The white sword is constantly being broken head-on, and many of the special effects in Dusk's martial arts cannot be used due to the temporary disappearance of the benevolent artistic conception. Now the suction and strength effects on the sword are greatly reduced, and the full power cannot be exerted. One after another, there is no moment.
With no chance to breathe, and being in a passive situation, it is already difficult to hold on until now. How can there be no reason not to get injured?
Bai Bai uses a gun, but he follows the path of an extreme speed master. His shooting speed is as fast as Yiyun's.
It would have been impossible for Dusk to block continuously. If it weren't for the suction effect of her martial arts, which was specially designed to deal with fast opponents, she would have been dead at this moment.
This suction power allows her sword, which is not fast enough to change moves quickly enough, to slow down the opponent. At the same time, it can also accelerate the weapon to stick to the opponent's weapon. This power effectively eliminates the difference between their shooting speed and the opponent's weapon.
There is a gap in the change of moves, but as a result, Dusk has to pay the price of constantly fighting against the opponent's internal strength.
The spinning white, holding the gun barrel with both hands, while spinning, grabbed the tail and slammed into the sword that Duixi accelerated to block. The heavy impact force shocked Duixi and almost couldn't maintain a stable posture. One tooth,
In the collision, it shattered.
But Twilight did not retreat, and she still had no choice to retreat to neutralize the impact, because she could not retreat. As soon as she retreated, Bai Bai would rush past her and kill Ming'er.
The handle of the gun collided with the sword body, and the white figure suddenly accelerated its rotation. The spear opened and closed, and with the rotation of the body, it fell on the head!
The twilight did not allow for thought at all, and the sword was hurriedly blocked.
Gun, dropped.
The sword was bent under heavy pressure.
Dusk's feet suddenly sank into the soil——
A mouthful of blood spurted out!
Move twenty-eight.
Bai Bai took advantage of the downward pressure of the gun and suddenly jumped up, flying over Dusk's head. The spear in his hand danced, and he flew towards Ming'er who was thirty feet away!
Dusk's legs didn't move, and he exerted force on his toes. He immediately stood up from the ground, and the long sword in his hand went straight after Bai——
Bai ignored it at all, because Dusk's sword didn't kill people at all.
There was no time left, there were still five moves left, and Bai Bai didn't want to waste time with Twilight.
Ming'er's injuries are recovering and she is almost back to fighting strength.
Bai Bai, who finally created such an opportunity, completely ignored the sword stabbing him from behind. What's the point of being afraid of a sword that doesn't kill people even if it chases him from behind?
The Zhenwu Sword is like a shooting star chasing the moon!
Under the miraculous speed of Dusk's forceful activation of internal energy, and the effect of Tiyun Zong Qinggong, which was used for the second time in the void, the speed suddenly accelerated.
The sword rested on the white shoulder flying in the air.
If it had been another person's sword, it would have pierced Bai Bai's neck at this moment, but because it was not another person's sword, Bai Bai ignored it at all.
If this sword doesn't kill people, how can it save people?
Many times in the arena, the most direct way to save people is to kill the enemy, rather than to defend endlessly.
Dusk's clothes were wet with blood, and her mouth, chin, and neck were all covered with the blood she had spit out. But her eyes were still as calm as water, without any waves. Even in this urgent moment, she was not anxious.
.
The Zhenwu Sword rested on Bai Bai's shoulder. At the same time, Dusk secretly used ten of her power to activate the Wudang Sect's inner strength, the Yinzi Jue.
Suddenly, the sword sucked power, and a powerful force suddenly emerged, pulling the white flying force in the direction of the force. The white rushing forward turned into a volley and was quickly thrown aside as Dusk moved the Zhenwu sword on his shoulder.
Throw——
"You really have to die!" Bai Bai's face was as cold as ice. While being diverted away by the flying momentum, Dusk vomited blood, but regardless of the aggravation of internal injuries, he desperately maintained the power of the sword.
Bai Bai's momentum towards Ming'er turned into a circle in the air, and then fell back to its original position. When it fell, the spear in Bai Bai's hand swept across -
The Dusk Sword had no time to change, so it could only raise the scabbard in a hurry to parry and block!
Fortunately, Dusk's scabbard was made of excellent material and was originally a gift from Yiyun in the past. Although she had been short of money over the years, she had never sold the gifts given by others. What's more, for a person in the world, he is a master of swordsmanship.
Generally speaking, the scabbard is something that cannot be ignored.
The heavy impact force shook the meridians in Dusk's body and almost exploded——
The aggravated internal injuries caused Twilight to involuntarily vomit out a mouthful of blood, which spattered onto the white robe on her chest. For a moment, it was dyed red...
'There is one more move, one more move...' Duixi silently counted the time in her heart. Yes, this is the twenty-ninth move. There is one more move. As long as she can sustain one more move, the artistic conception of the benevolent person can be restored.
The special effects of the artistic conception of the benevolent can be used.
But this move may be the difference between life and death——
Bai Bai jumped up, swung his spear in a circle, and hit Dusk's head hard!
Dusk's arms were already shaking, involuntarily, her injuries were already too severe——
"Don't--" Ming'er exclaimed, activating the low-level Tianwai Feixian Sword, and her figure disappeared in an instant!
She could no longer continue to watch. Even if Dusk managed to block this shot in time, she would most likely be shocked to death——
However, while Ming'er was rescuing him, he was surprised to see that Bai Bai suddenly activated the Spirit of the God of War. The speed and power of this shot were greatly improved!
It's too late for her to save her, so she will definitely be one step slower!
Dusk still didn't retreat, the sword blocked the side of his head——
The gun body collided hard with Zhenwu Sword, and the sword body couldn't bear the main force and hit Dusk's face again!
Ming'er, who actually fought against the flying immortals from outside the sky, and whose body merged into the natural world, felt nervous when she saw this scene!
