In the dark, Ling Chuxi seemed to have come to a wonderful world. Everything around her, including herself, was so illusory and yet so clear.
Ling Chuxi stretched out her hand and found that she was translucent. Is this her soul? She was dead or in a dream.
His body was filled with endless energy, and he seemed to have returned to his peak strength. However, when he looked inside, he could not feel the existence of any innate vitality.
What's going on? Ling Chuxi couldn't help but feel confused. There was only one thing that was certain. Since he could still think, it proved that he was not dead yet. Even if he was really in a soul state, it also proved that he was not completely dead yet.
Before Ling Chuxi could figure out what was going on, a slender silver sword stabbed at her without warning.
Without any time to think about it, Ling Chuxi drew her sword and stretched her hand to her waist. Then she suddenly remembered that she was in a translucent illusory state. Where did the sword come from? But what surprised her was that with a thought, a sword suddenly appeared.
The long sword appeared in his hand.
Ling Chuxi did not hesitate to sweep her sword across, blocking the long sword that was stabbing her. The moment the two swords were about to come into contact, the sword suddenly drew a strange arc and pressed against her chest with great precision.
The stabbing attack is as fast as a startling tiger and as skillful as a swimming snake.
Ling Chuxi was shocked. She could feel the piercing killing intent in this sword. She had an intuition that no matter whether she was in a soul state or in a dream, if she was stabbed by this sword, her soul would be shattered.
This was not the result she wanted. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, Ling Chuxi would never give up.
But the distance was so short, and the opponent's sword was so fast and clever, it was too late to change his moves or retreat.
In an instant, Ling Chuxi's martial arts spirit was raised to the extreme. With a twist of her wrist, the long sword trembled violently. Even this small tremor happened to slightly shake the sword a few inches. At the same time,
Ling Chuxi turned sideways lightly and just avoided the killing sword.
Ling Chuxi exhaled for a long time. Although the sword she just struck seemed simple, it was the essence of all Ling Chuxi's martial arts. In that lightning-like moment, her mental strength and reaction speed were increased to 100%.
unprecedented heights.
If it were normal times, Ling Chuxi would definitely not be able to avoid this sword, but in this soul state, her martial arts heart seemed to be completely inspired and became astonishingly clear, even with the smallest change outside her body.
, cannot escape her eyes, and the body and consciousness are also highly unified, and the movement of the heart is perfect.
Recalling the sword move that was like an inspiration just now, even Ling Chuxi herself felt a little ecstasy. If it were a different time and place, she might never be able to use that exquisite sword move just now.
Ling Chuxi was fully prepared, preparing for the opponent's next attack, but the sword stayed in place, motionless. After a while, a slender figure slowly appeared beside the sword, and he didn't even look at Ling Chuxi.
He took one look, put the sword back into its sheath, and then disappeared quietly.
What is going on? If it is a dream, this dream is too dangerous. Ling Chuxi is a little confused.
Wait, that sword just now looks familiar, as if I've been sworded somewhere.
Before Ling Chuxi could figure out the problem, suddenly, another sword slashed down in the air, but this time, along with the fierce and wild sword style full of murderous intent, a mighty figure appeared at the same time, and a roar came from his mouth.