The blue sword energy also burst and turned into a blue mist that enveloped Ye Shaohan. The cold air was biting, and Ye Shaohan couldn't help but shiver. His face turned pale, and the blood that originally flowed from the wound instantly turned into ice crystals.
Fall.
Yue Feng sneered several times, flashed his figure, and said calmly: "The second sword!"
The figure rushed towards Ye Shaohan like a ghost, the sound of footsteps was as loud as thunder, and as he waved his right hand, the long sword criss-crossed, and a powerful blue sword energy appeared again, striking Ye Shaohan fiercely.
Yue Feng clearly looked like he was putting Ye Shaohan to death, and the blue sword energy was approaching Ye Shaohan unhurriedly like a poisonous snake.
During the fall, Ye Shaohan tried his best to control his body, but the blue mist floated strangely outside his body. A layer of ice gradually covered Ye Shaohan's body, and his perception of his body gradually became blurred.
However, Ye Shaohan did not give up at all. With an unwilling roar, the Suzaku fire surged out of Ye Shaohan's body like a tide. Looking from a distance, Ye Shaohan seemed to be wrapped in a ball of flames.
The ice slowly melted away, and Ye Shaohan held the Qilin Sword in one hand and slashed wildly into the void, causing the sword to whistle slightly.
The sword wind danced wildly, and Ye Shaohan's descent speed became faster and faster with the recoil force, and a sword pillar several feet long extended from the Qilin Sword.
Above the void, the dazzling sword pillars and the brilliant blue sword energy were constantly colliding. The two powerful sword energies collided fiercely, and a terrifying energy suddenly erupted.
The energy surged towards the surroundings layer by layer like ocean waves, the clouds rolled, and Ye and the others were forced back dozens of steps by this wave of energy.
Despite this, the pressure of Yue Feng still locked Huo Qilin and the others, and the space around them was impressively imprisoned.
In the dazzling light, Ye Shaohan's figure staggered from the void towards the high platform like a kite with broken strings, and blood stains filled the sky.
A striking sword mark spanned Ye Shaohan's entire chest, which looked dazzling and frightening. Although Ye Shaohan tried his best to control his body, he still hit the ground hard.
However, at that moment, a figure dressed in white slowly hugged the fallen Ye Shaohan, with a hint of vicissitudes in his eyes and a complex look on his face.
Even without raising his head, Ye Shaohan knew who was coming. The familiar body fragrance belonged to Xiao Luoxue.
Ye Shaohan's face turned pale, looking at the face that looked like a nine-day fairy falling into the mortal world, and said calmly: "You can't get involved in this matter!"
Hearing this, the indifference on Luo Xue's face became thicker and thicker. She didn't say anything, but said lightly: "You forgot that agreement!"
"The third sword!" A figure flashed in the void, and Yue Feng's figure slowly appeared on the high platform, holding a long sword. The long sword turned into a rainbow and broke away from the old man's hand and swept toward Ye Shaohan. The tip of the sword passed across it.
At this point, an invisible spatial ripple slowly spread out in all directions.
"Back off!" Holding the sword, Ye Shaohan looked at Yue Feng's figure and said calmly.
Hearing this, Xiao Luoxue shook her head lightly, raised her head, looked at Yue Feng, and murmured softly: "You have your persistence, and I also have my own!"
Gently placing Ye Shaohan on the ground, Xiao Luoxue stood up slowly, holding the sword tightly, with a determined look in his eyes. The long sword shot out like a rainbow, and even the terrifying pressure could not shake the slender and moving figure.
His figure is as cold as the moonlight.
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" Yue Feng snorted coldly, and the long sword suddenly turned into three sword shadows and swept towards Ye Shaohan. The gravel on the high platform was also picked up by the airflow, and instantly turned into dust and rolled together.
Dust filled the sky, and Xiao Luoxue's white clothes were extremely eye-catching. The long sword spun and flew, forming a whirlwind dragon, rolling up Xiao Luoxue's figure and shooting towards the three swords.
The long sword fell to the ground and was inserted powerfully on the high platform. The roaring sound was earth-shattering. The figure staggered and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He retreated to Ye Shaohan again, and the blood slowly dripped on Ye Shaohan's pale face.
Ye Shaohan's figure was startled, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Ye Shaohan's originally clear eyes also turned blood red, endless killing intent poured out of his body, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped several degrees!
At this moment, Ye Shaohan looked squarely at this ice-like woman. It turned out that beneath that ice-like indifferent appearance, there was also a beating heart.
Liu Yuyan sighed sadly and said in a deep voice: "Xue'er, you!"
Then she sighed sadly, maybe at this moment, she understood that some things cannot be stopped or stopped.
In Xiao Luoxue, Liu Yuyan seemed to see herself in the past. Didn't she also hold the sword for her senior brother?
"Time and space rotate! Senior brother, do you blame me for not helping your disciple?" Looking at the hazy sky, Liu Yuyan couldn't help but see the figure of Huang Shaoping in front of her eyes.
On the high platform, Yue Feng looked at Xiao Luoxue quietly and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, you are too persistent. You can't save his life. You'd better retreat!"
Looking at Yuefeng calmly, Xiao Luoxue's eyes were still indifferent, she shook her head slowly, blood stains slid down her fingertips, but Xiao Luoxue seemed not to feel it, and said lightly: "There are some things that you have to do even if you know you can't do them.
Because that is the sustenance of a lifetime, and the memories of a lifetime. If the sustenance is gone, then there will be nothing to miss in this life. You don’t understand, you really don’t understand!”
A lifetime of sustenance, a lifetime of memories! No one can imagine how much of an imprint Ye Shaohan left on Xiao Luoxue's heart.
In those years, when we met in the Ye family, you looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other speechless.
In those years, when we met in the Wasteland, you and I hugged each other, our hearts separated, and we were speechless.
In those years, we met in the Sword Realm, went to hell together, and wandered in life and death. We never left each other.
In those years, the seemingly ordinary time between you and me has become the embellishment of my life, like the dripping ink on a landscape painting.
The cold wind was biting. Forced by the cold air, snowflakes began to float in the void again. Under the white snow, Xiao Luoxue stood with a sword in hand, her expression indifferent, but there was a persistence that no one could understand.
Ye Shaohan climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and stood staggeringly on the high platform, with blood dripping down his face. His bloody hand patted Xiao Luoxue's shoulder and said anxiously: "Let me do it!"
However, what restored Ye Shaohan was a pair of extremely determined eyes. Even in the face of death, the determination in those clear eyes could not be changed. Xiao Luoxue tightly protected Ye Shaohan and said lightly: "This is my swordsmanship!"
His expression was shaken, and Ye Shaohan was shocked to find that Xiao Luoxue in front of him had turned into a phantom and shot towards Yue Feng, and the white shadow gradually faded away.
Ye Shaohan, the rising sun and the setting sun are always more touching, just because at that moment his noon edge melted into a rounded glow, and the sword is also touching. He can save people. Ye Shaohan, everyone has their own persistence.
Something, the way of the sword that I insist on.
And my kendo is just for persistence, it is my persistence, whether others understand it or not, this is my persistence, my kendo.
The blood lotus bloomed in bud, and the white shadow fell back feebly like a butterfly in the wind, and the face was completely pale.
There was a complex look in Ye Shaohan's eyes. He kicked off his feet and hugged Xiao Luoxue like an arrow from a string. The sword energy that came from the shot passed by and his body landed lightly on the high platform.
At this moment, a trace of blood on Xiao Luoxue's face made Ye Shaohan feel heartbroken. Xiao Luoxue slowly raised her hand to wipe away the blood on the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth.
At this moment, there was no sadness in Xiao Luoxue's eyes, but rather a look of determination.
Ye Shaohan hugged Xiao Luoxue and walked slowly. Every time he took a step, Ye Shaohan's murderous intention became stronger. His long hair moved without wind, which looked extremely weird.
Liu Yuyan jumped to Ye Shaohan's side with heartache, and anxiously injected a trace of spiritual energy into Xiao Luoxue's body. She felt relieved after realizing that Xiao Luoxue was not in danger, and took Xiao Luoxue from Ye Shaohan's arms. Liu Yuyan sighed slightly, and
Nothing was said.
Xiao Luoxue smiled faintly. This was the first time Ye Shaohan saw such a smile.
Xiao Luoxue's eyes fell on Yue Feng from afar, and she said softly: "Senior, the two swords that this junior has taken over can be counted!"
Yue Feng glanced at Xiao Luoyang indifferently, nodded indifferently, and then his figure shot towards Ye Shaohan like a ghost.
Without deliberately suppressing the murderous intention in his heart, the murderous intention in Ye Shaohan's heart had spread out, and his clear eyes gradually turned blood red.
Ye Shaohan hated the feeling of watching others get hurt and die for him because of his own incompetence.
Because he hates it, he tries to become stronger. Even if he kills all sentient beings, Ye Shaohan doesn't care. As Xiao Luoxue said, everyone has their own persistence and everyone is working hard for it.
Ye Shaohan glanced at Yue Feng indifferently. The coldness in that glance made Yue Feng hesitate. At that moment, Yue Feng actually felt a little palpitating.
Ye Shaohan's figure jumped back like a swan goose, and blood stains fell down his sleeves, leaving two eye-catching marks on the high platform.
However, the sword energy around Yue Feng was blown towards the ground. In an instant, the high platform was covered with sword marks, and everyone exclaimed.
Liu Yuyan hugged Xiao Luoxue with one hand and jumped towards the high platform, while everyone in the audience hurriedly dispersed around.
Boom! The huge high platform couldn't withstand the terrifying momentum of the moon wind and collapsed. Countless huge stones fell in all directions. Screams continued for a while. Some swordsmen who had no time to avoid were directly smashed into pieces by the huge stones, and their blood flowed.
Splattered all over the floor.
Yue Feng's sword stretched horizontally, and he sighed softly: "Boy, you can't catch my ten swords after all, let's end it!"
A crisp sword chant sounded, and the long sword in Yuefeng's hand glowed with blue light, as dazzling as the sun. Blue mist continued to pour out of Yuefeng's body, and a huge sword shadow slowly extended from the sword body.
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Endless cold air leaked out from the sword shadow, and the floating dust stood strangely still in the void.
Yue Feng looked at Ye Shaohan indifferently, and took a step forward. The sound of the steps was like thunder, and the blue mist shrank towards the sword shadow, converging into a giant sword that was ten feet high.