The cold wind blew through the bamboo forest, bringing with it a sense of desolate autumn coolness.
The bamboo body creaks, the bamboo leaves drift in the wind, and the fallen flowers are colorful, falling like raindrops on the corners and eaves of the pavilions and pavilions.
On the pavilion, there were bright lights. In the center of the pavilion, there was a candlestick. The burning flame illuminated two young and beautiful faces.
Under the candlelight, Yun Mo was dressed in black clothes, with long hair like a waterfall flying freely, and a pair of narrow, dark and deep phoenix eyes, like a deep pool of darkness, shining with a coquettish and strange brilliance.
His skin was as delicate and soft as porcelain in the night, and his facial features were exquisite, like a finely crafted work of art. Every move he made was majestic, as if he was a peerlessly beautiful man who had stepped out of a painting, with dangerous dangers all over his body.
breath.
Tong Qianli was dressed in a red gauze dress, with black hair hanging loosely behind her head. The red dress was as red as fire, as red as blood. On her extremely charming face, her pair of narrow phoenix eyes shone with deep light.
She has a murderous spirit.
The aura on her body makes people feel very depressed and suffocating.
Her murderous aura was too strong, the evil aura on the long knife in her hand was very strong, and a faint murderous aura shrouded her body.
The two figures are not far apart.
The two people's eyes met each other, and their eyes intertwined in the air, bursting out fierce sparks, as if they were going to pierce the void.
The air condensed, the atmosphere became extremely silent, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing.
Tong Qianli held a blood-colored long knife, her body was shaped like a bowstring, her body leaned forward slightly, ready to go, her dark pupils glowed with blood, her hand held the handle of the knife, and her finger joints made a "click"
"Bang, bang, bang" sound of joints.
She looks like a cheetah, always ready to pounce on its prey.
She was observing Yun Mo in front of her. It was clear that the man in front of her was not holding the sharp blade that was said to be able to cut through space, but his aura was slowly rising.
His strength is actually so powerful, it is simply several times higher than those of the ordinary sects.
But that is definitely not her opponent.
Tong Qianli looked at Yun Mo coldly, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.
"If you want to fight, go outside?" The corner of Yun Mo's mouth raised slightly. He stood up, with a slender and tall figure. He walked towards the outside of the pavilion with light steps, "We will destroy the pavilion later.
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"as you like."
Tong Qianli stood up, jumped out lightly, and appeared in front of Yun Mo instantly like a ghost.
As if in the blink of an eye, Tong Qianli drew his sword and slashed at Yun Mo.
The knife was extremely fast, with a fierce murderous intent, and struck Yun Mo's neck at once.
When Yun Mo saw Tong Qianli making a move, there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes. He instantly pulled out the Yan Mo knife, and the tip of the knife went straight forward, colliding with the long knife in Tong Qianli's hand.
Ding!
There was a crisp collision sound, and the two people's weapons collided with each other, making a crisp collision sound and a loud noise.
The two swords collided together, and dazzling sparks burst out.
Yun Mo stepped lightly on the ground with his toes and took a few steps back lightly.
He stood firm, looked at Tong Qianli, and said coldly: "Miss Tong is indeed the most popular figure in the Inazuma swordsmanship school recently. She is really amazing."
"Humph." Tong Qianli snorted coldly, holding the long knife across her chest. Her eyes were sharp and cold, and she looked directly into Yun Mo's eyes.
Her eyes were like the endless chill sweeping across the abyss.
"Suffer death!" Tong Qianli glared at Yun Mo coldly, raised her wrist slightly, and waved the bloody long knife in her hand again. She disappeared, and in the blink of an eye she was in front of Yun Mo, with the long knife in her hand, fiercely
He slashed hard at Yun Mo's head.
Yun Mo turned his head to dodge the fatal knife, and stabbed Tong Qianli's abdomen with the Yan Mo knife in his hand.
Tong Qianli did not dodge, completely ignoring Yun Mo's fatal blow. She turned the blade and slashed at Yun Mo's neck again.
Tong Qianli is as crazy as a madman and trades death for death. Tong Qianli is not afraid of life and death. Her sword skills are fierce and fierce, and her moves are tricky and cruel.
A trace of solemnity flashed in Yun Mo's eyes, and he quickly placed the long knife in front of his neck.
"Clang!"
Yun Mo blocked Tong Qianli's sword with the Yan Mo Sword.
The blade cut through Yun Mo's clothes, and blood immediately dripped down his clothes, staining his clothes red.
"Poof!" Yun Mo spat out a mouthful of blood.
He staggered a few times and almost fell.
"Haha..." Tong Qianli smiled contemptuously. Tong Qianli raised the long knife and stared at Yun Mo with a serious look.
"It seems that you are nothing more than that. You don't have the consciousness to trade your life for your life, and you still want to beat me?"
The long knife in her hand swayed slightly, and the blade shone with a solemn light against the moonlight.
Her eyes were burning, and the murderous intent in her eyes was fierce.
Yun Mo slowly stood up, his eyes flashing with cold and bloodthirsty light.
Yun Mo glanced nonchalantly at his left shoulder, which was pierced by the long knife, and said coldly: "It seems that Miss Tong is not completely hesitant about your life."
Tong Qianli glanced at her hand that was dripping with blood from holding the Yan Mo knife that stabbed her. She licked the blood in her hand and then wiped it on the bloody sword.
The blood patterns on the sword were like blood-sucking insects, swallowing up the bright red blood in an instant, making the blood patterns on the sword become more and more strange.
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Tong Qianli's lips.
"My knife has sucked your blood and is roaring in joy. Let me devour you." Tong Qianli rushed over like a madman,
"Where did this power of yours come from! Why are the demon gods' powers so similar?!" Yun Mo roared angrily, and also waved his long sword, and the two of them fought together again.
The two of them started a fierce battle in the pavilion.
Both of them are extremely handsome and graceful, and their fight is like two flashes of lightning.
The swords collided and sparks flew out.
The long knife in Tong Qianli's hand was like a spirit snake spitting a message, swimming around Yun Mo's side.
The Yan Mo Sword in Yun Mo's hand flew forward, drawing a graceful and swift arc in the air, heading towards Tong Qianli.
Tong Qianli twisted his body lightly and avoided Yun Mo's attack.
The two sharp swords collided together, shooting out sparks, making a harsh collision sound, and the sword's light and shadow.
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword flashed together, making a constant "clang" collision sound.
The weapons of the two collided together, causing fire and a deafening sound. Many bamboos in the entire bamboo garden were cut off, and the ground was covered with bamboo leaves.
The bamboo leaves flew up, and the bamboo branches were cut into two pieces and fell to the ground.
The sword skills of both of them were very sharp, and every time they fought, huge and shocking energy fluctuations erupted.