In the woods, Murong Yao stood proudly, pointing his long sword at Situ Rong. Beside her, several cold corpses were already lying down. Those corpses were naturally those of the Sword Sect disciples.
She, Murong Yao, has never been a soft-hearted person. In the past, she did not take action against Situ Rong because of the overall situation. But now, the other party is going to kill her. Of course, she will not be pedantic and have to take care of the overall situation. As for the relationship between fellow sects.
Yi, only people who are extremely stupid would still use this illusory thing at this time!
At this time, Situ Rong looked at Murong Yao with a solemn face. He did not expect that in just a few rounds, several Sword Sect disciples beside him would die under Murong Yao's fast sword. Murong Yao's fast sword made
It gave him a sense of crisis!
But no matter what, Murong Yao must die!
Thinking of this, the profound energy in Situ Rong's body began to circulate, and a strong wind rose out of thin air. The long sword in his hand lit up, and the sword light flashed on the sword body. He raised his right hand slightly, and pointed the long sword at Murong Yao, saying
: "Murong Yao, I admit, I did underestimate you before, but it doesn't matter, because you will definitely die today!"
Murong Yao raised his eyebrows and said, "Try?"
Situ Rong's eyes narrowed, and immediately, his body moved, turning into an afterimage and shooting towards Murong Yao. When he came to Murong Yao, he slashed at Murong Yao's neck with the long sword in his hand.
Murong Yao's body suddenly leaned back as if it was broken, dodging Situ Rong's sword, and then tapped the ground with his toes, and his body moved back more than ten meters as if gliding.
Just when she was about to fight back, suddenly, her pupils shrank, she looked not far to the right, and said: "Who!"
Hearing this, Situ Rong also stopped pursuing and looked to his left.
"What a keen sense of perception!" Following a voice, a young man wearing a black robe walked out from behind a big tree.
When they saw this young man, Situ Rong and Murong Yao's expressions changed, because this young man was Li Xianjun from the Ghost Sect!
Li Xianjun looked at Murong Yao and Situ Rong, smiled, and then said: "It's a pity. I originally wanted to see the sword sect fight against each other, but it's a pity that it was discovered. You two, continue, I promise not to take action
,how?"
"Do you think we are idiots?" Situ Rong said coldly.
Li Xianjun shook his head and said: "That's a pity. It seems I can only take action personally. Do you two come together or one by one?" At this point, Li Xianjun paused, then smiled and said
: "Let's go together and deal with you so that I can return to the Qin Empire. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to the sect when I go back!"
"Arrogant!" Situ Rong said disdainfully: "Li Xianjun, I didn't want to find you at first, but I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself. Just in time, I will deal with you and this witch together!"
Hearing Situ Rong's words, Murong Yao shook his head. Ignorance is not terrible. What is terrible is not knowing that he is ignorant. And the Situ Rong in front of him belongs to this kind of person.
Li Xianjun laughed dumbly, then shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that Jianzong still has such a weirdo as you, so let me deal with you first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xianjun moved his wrist, and a long-handled black sickle appeared in his hand. The sickle was extremely long, about the same height as Li Xianjun. On the edge of the sickle, wisps of tiny bright red blood threads continued to flow at the edge.
Extremely weird! After the sickle appeared in his hand, Li Xianjun's body suddenly disappeared and turned into a black line that instantly came to Situ Rong. Then with a movement of his wrist, the black sickle hooked towards Situ Rong's neck!
Situ Rong snorted coldly and blocked the sickle with his sword, but
"clang!"
A sound of gold and iron breaking sounded in the field, and immediately, the black scythe slashed towards Situ Rong's head without slowing down. Situ Rong was horrified. Fortunately, he did not react slowly, and his body suddenly flashed out, but it was still a little late.
"laugh!"
One ear flew out with a stream of blood.
Li Xianjun did not pursue, because a long sword came behind him at some point. He spun his feet and turned his body suddenly. Then he moved his wrist again, and the sickle hooked towards the long sword that had come in front of him!
"clang!"
The sound of gold and iron breaking sounded again in the field.
Murong Yao, who was holding the long sword in his hand, changed his expression, tapped his toes on the ground, and retreated quickly, out of the attack range of the sickle.
Li Xianjun still did not pursue. He just turned around and looked at Situ Rong, who looked ferocious, and said: "I know you have a trump card, and you can use it now. Because if you don't use it, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to use it."
Situ Rong took a deep breath, and then the profound energy in his body surged crazily. At a certain moment, the profound energy in his body poured into his feet crazily, and then with a movement of his body, his body disappeared from the place at a very fast speed.
Li Xianjun and Murong Yao were stunned.
In fact, Li Xianjun and Murong Yao were stunned not because of Situ Rong's speed, but because of the direction in which Situ Rong was heading. To be precise, Situ Rong ran away. Situ Rong's figure moved and his body swept backwards.
, in less than a few breaths, he disappeared from the sight of Li Xianjun and Murong Yao.
After a long while, Li Xianjun shook his head and smiled, and said: "Is this the representative of the younger generation of the Sword Sect?" After saying that, he turned to look at Murong Yao and said: "It's a pity that you stayed to help him before, but now he has left you.
Go! In fact, if you two join forces, I will probably retreat! After all, your strength is still very good."
"Now that I am alone, are you confident that you will definitely kill me?" Murong Yao said softly. She no longer thought about Situ Rong's actions, because she felt embarrassed when she thought of being in the same sect with such a person.
!
Li Xianjun smiled and said: "Do you know why I didn't chase him?" After asking, before Murong Yao could answer, he continued: "Because my target is you. Even if he returns to the Great Qin Empire, he will
Nothing will happen. But you are different. With your talent, if you reach the ninth level of Xiantian, even I am not sure that I can defeat you! In the second round of the competition, we may not be able to meet, so now
This is the best time to deal with you!"
"Then how about we decide life and death with one move?" Murong Yao slowly raised his long sword and pointed it directly at Li Xianjun.
Li Xianjun raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a smile and said: "That's exactly what I meant!"
Murong Yao was speechless, her body slowly rose into the air, and with a move of her wrist, a long sword appeared in her hand. She held the sword with both hands and slowly raised it. In an instant, a strong wind appeared out of thin air. At the same time, the long sword in her hand
The sword trembled violently, as if something terrifying was about to break free from it!
Li Xianjun's eyes narrowed slightly, with a flash of solemnity in his eyes. He moved his right hand slightly, and the black scythe tore the air and slowly lifted it up. With the continuous infusion of profound energy, the blood threads on the black scythe's blade accelerated and flowed.
At a certain moment, Murong Yao's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and he held the long sword and struck Li Xianjun below from top to bottom: "Thousands of overlaps!"
Thousand Overlaps: A low-level sword skill of the Sword Sect, which emphasizes the superposition of sword energy. After practicing to a great level, you can superimpose a thousand sword energy! Of course, this is also extremely difficult, because it requires very strict sword speed for the user!
As Murong Yao shouted sharply, the long sword in Murong Yao's hand turned from top to bottom, turning into countless afterimages. At the same time, a snow-white sword energy cut through the air, with a sharp and harsh sound of breaking wind, and shot toward
See Li Xianjun below.
Looking at the snow-white sword energy, Li Xianjun's pupils shrank violently, and his face became more solemn than ever before, because that was not just one sword energy, but at least a hundred sword energy! In other words, the woman in front of him was in an instant.
At least a hundred swords were struck! Such sword speed is really terrifying!
Taking a deep breath, Li Xianjun turned on his toes, turned his body on the spot, and then raised the sickle in his hand at an angle. Instantly, the blood thread on the sickle broke away from the blade and shot towards the snow-white sword energy.
A wisp of white and a wisp of blood collided in the solemn gazes of the two people.
There was a slight silence between the two, and then
"boom!"
A shocking loud noise resounded in the woods, and immediately, a wave of air swept around like a tide. Wherever the air wave passed, all the trees were instantly smashed, and the place was a mess!
The power of earth-level mystical skills is so terrifying!
As for the two people at the center of this air wave, when the air wave swept away, they flew backwards in their own directions. The distance was more than twenty feet away!
"Ha ha"
At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly resounded throughout the venue, and Situ Rong, who had left earlier, appeared in the venue again at some unknown time.
Looking at Murong Yao and Li Xianjun flying out, Situ Rong had an indescribable pride on his face and said: "Murong Yao fought with Guizong Li Xianjun, but was defeated and killed, and Li Xianjun was killed by me, Situ Rong. What do you think is the reason?