In the woods, Murong Yao stood proudly, pointing at Situ Rong with his long sword, and beside her lay a few cold corpses, those corpses naturally belonged to those Sword Sect disciples.
She Murong Yao has never been a soft-hearted person. In the past, she didn't do anything to Situ Rong because of the overall situation, but now, the other party will kill her. Of course, she will not be pedantic and have to take care of the overall situation. As for the friendship of the same family, only those who are stupid to the peak will still be this illusory thing at this time!
At this moment, Situ Rong looked at Murong Yao with a solemn expression. He did not expect that in just a few rounds, several disciples of the Sword Sect beside him died under Murong Yao's quick sword. He has a sense of crisis!
But no matter what, Murong Yao must die!
Thinking of this, the profound energy in Situ Rong's body revolved, a gust of wind rose out of thin air, the long sword in his hand lit up, the sword light flashed above the sword, his right hand was slightly raised, and the long sword pointed at Murong Yao, saying: : "Murong Yao, I admit, I did look down on you before, but it doesn't matter, because you will definitely die today!"
Murong Yao raised her eyebrows and said, "Try it?"
Situ Rong's pupils shrank, and his body moved, turning into an afterimage and shooting towards Murong Yao. When he came to Murong Yao, the long sword in his hand swiped against Murong Yao's neck.
Murong Yao's body suddenly fell back as if it was broken, dodging Situ Rong's sword, and then tapped the ground with his toes, and his body dodged back a distance of more than ten meters like a glide.
Just when she was about to fight back, suddenly, her pupils shrank, looked not far to the right, and said, "Who!"
Hearing this, Situ Rong also stopped and continued to pursue, looking to his left.
"What a keen sense of power!" With a voice, a young man in a black robe walked out from behind a big tree.
Situ Rong and Murong Yao's expressions changed when they saw this young man, because this young man was the Li Xianjun of the Ghost Sect!
Li Xianjun looked at Murong Yao and Situ Rong, smiled, and then said: "Unfortunately, I wanted to see the sword sect kill each other, but unfortunately it was discovered. You two, continue, I promise not to shoot. ,how?"
"Do you think we are idiots?" Situ Rong said coldly.
Li Xianjun shook his head and said, "That's a pity, it seems that I can only do it myself. Do you two come together, or one by one?" Having said this, Li Xianjun paused, then smiled, and said : "Let's go together and solve you, I want to go back to the Daqin Empire, or 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 yet, but I didn't expect you to come by yourself. Just in time, I will solve you and this demon girl together!"
Hearing Situ Rong's words, Murong Yao on the side shook his head, ignorance is not scary, what is scary 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 Jianzong to have such a wonderful person as you, let me solve you first!"
When the words fell, 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. At the edge of the sickle, strands of tiny bright red blood flowed continuously at the edge. Very weird! After the sickle appeared in his hand, Li Xianjun's body suddenly disappeared in place, turned into a black line and came to Situ Rong instantly, and then moved his wrist, the black sickle hooked towards Situ Rong's neck!
Situ Rong snorted coldly, and the long sword blocked the sickle, but...
"clang!"
A cracking sound of gold and iron sounded in the field. Immediately, the black sickle slashed towards Situ Rong's head with unabated speed. Situ Rong was horrified. Fortunately, his reaction was not slow, and his body suddenly flashed, but it was still a little late.
"laugh!"
One ear flew out with a stream of blood.
Li Xianjun didn't pursue him, because a long sword came behind him at some point. With a twist of his feet, his body suddenly turned around. Then his wrist moved again, and the sickle hooked on the long sword that had come to him!
"clang!"
The sound of gold and iron breaking sounded again in the field.
The face of Murong Yao, who was holding the long sword, changed, his toes lightly tapped the ground, and his body quickly retreated, out of the attack range of the sickle.
Li Xianjun still did not pursue, but turned to look at Situ Rong, who had a grim face, and said, "I know you have a hole 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 wildly. At a certain moment, the profound energy in his body poured into his feet, and then his body moved, and his body disappeared in place. This made Li Xianjun and Murong Yao immediately stunned...
In fact, Li Xianjun and Murong Yao were stunned not because of Situ Rong's speed, but because of Situ Rong's forward direction. To be precise, Situ Rong ran away... Yes, Situ Rong's body moved, and his body swept backward. After going, within 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, "This is the representative of the younger generation of Jianzong?" After speaking, he turned to look at Murong Yao and said, "It's a pity that you stayed to help him before, but now he is giving up on you. Go! In fact, if the two of you join forces, I will most likely retire! After all, your strength is still very good."
"Now that I am alone, are you sure you can absolutely kill me?" Murong Yao said in a low voice. She didn't think about Situ Rong's actions anymore, because she felt ashamed when she thought of being in the same class as this kind of person!
Li Xianjun smiled and said, "Do you know why I didn't go after him?" After asking, without waiting for Murong Yao to answer, he continued: "Because my target is you, even if he returns to the Daqin Empire, he will It can't be a good climate. But you are different. With your talent, if you reach the ninth rank of the congenital, even I am not sure that I can defeat you! In the second round of the big competition, we may not be able to meet, so now It's the best time to deal with you!"
"How about we decide between life and death with one move?" Murong Yao's long sword slowly raised and pointed at Li Xianjun.
Li Xianjun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, a smile appeared, and said, "I mean exactly that!"
Murong Yao did not speak, her body slowly rose into the air, her wrist moved, a long sword appeared in her hand, and the sword was slowly raised in both hands. Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, and at the same time, the long sword in her hand appeared. The sword trembled violently, as if something terrifying was about to break free from it!
Li Xianjun squinted his eyes slightly, and a dignified flash flashed in his eyes. With a slight movement of his right hand, the black sickle tore through the air and slowly lifted upwards. With the constant infusion of profound energy, the bloodshot of the black sickle's edge accelerated and flowed...
At a certain moment, a ruthless look flashed in Murong Yao's eyes, holding the long sword from top to bottom and slashing at Li Xianjun below: "Thousand overlaps!"
Thousands of Overlaps: Swordsmanship is a low-grade sword skill, pays attention to the superposition of sword qi, and when you cultivate it to the top, you can stack a thousand epee sword qi! Of course, this difficulty is also extremely high, because it has very strict requirements on the user's sword speed!
Following Murong Yao's stern shout, the long sword in Murong Yao's hand descended from top to bottom, turning into countless afterimages. At the same time, a snow-white sword energy pierced the air, with a piercing sound of breaking wind, lashing towards Li Xianjun below.
Looking at the snow-white sword qi, Li Xianjun's eyes shrank violently, and his face became more solemn than ever before, because it was not a sword qi, but at least a hundred sword qi! That is to say, the woman in front of her slashed at least a hundred swords in an instant! Such a sword speed is truly terrifying!
Taking a deep breath, Li Xianjun twisted his toes and turned his body in place. Then he lifted the scythe diagonally upwards. In an instant, the bloodshot on the scythe instantly broke away from the blade and shot towards the snow-white sword. …
A strand of white, a strand of blood, in the solemn eyes of the two, touched each other.
The two were silent for a while, and then…
"boom!"
A loud bang resounded in the woods. Immediately, a wave of air swept through the surroundings like a tidal wave. Wherever the air wave passed, all the trees were instantly smashed, and the field was in a mess!
The power of earth-level profound skills is so terrifying!
As the two people at the center of this air wave, when the air wave swept away, the two flew out in their respective directions, and the distance was more than twenty feet away!
"Ha ha… "
At this moment, a loud laughter suddenly resounded in the field, and I saw that Situ Rong, who had left earlier, reappeared in the field at an unknown time.
Seeing Murong Yao and Li Xianjun flying out, Situ Rong said with indescribable smugness on his face, "Murong Yao and Li Xianjun of the Ghost Sect fought and were killed, and Li Xianjun was killed by me, Situ Rong, you say, this is the reason Is it perfect?"