Rao Yaoyao's delicate body suddenly trembled, and her eyesight froze.
Because on the folding fan of Mei Jiren opposite, a few big characters came out:
"Are you stupid?"
At this moment, Rao Yaoyao felt extremely humiliated.
Including the gazes of Xu Xiaoshou, the gazes of the Eight Masters, the gazes of others and even all the spiritual refiners on Void Island.
When Ganqing was chatting at night on the first floor of the sky, Mei Jiren had already stood behind Xu Xiaoshou
Then he still dares to teach himself a lesson in the name of his teacher with a high-sounding and eloquent tone
Fortunately, I was still respectful to him and thought he was a truly good teacher. I should never lose my courtesy at any time.
It turns out that at that time, Mei Jiren was cunning enough to take advantage of this and force him back
It turns out that at that time, my intuition was already right
If we could follow the clues at that time, grasp this thread, and pull out more information, then everything that follows...
Including everything that happened in the Yunlun Mountains, Yi, Teng Shanhai, etc., will everything have another ending
Rao Yaoyao's thoughts merged together, revealing every bit of information that he had overlooked before.
Mei Jiren doesn't play big chess, but he only lost one piece, which perfectly led the ending to another direction.
This kind of person looks like a gentleman on the surface, but isn't he even more of a villain on the inside
"Sanctimonious people!" Anticipating this, Rao Yaoyao's pretty face turned red and she spat.
At this moment, she finally had no grudges.
If she can't kill Mei's own people and avenge all those who have been in misfortune since then, she feels that she is no longer worthy of being the ruler in red.
here!
Including before this!
Everything should be settled with one sword!
"Meijiren."
Rao Yaoyao suppressed her eyes that were about to burst into flames, drew her sword and pointed it at the old fox in sheep's clothing, "Do you dare to fight me?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at Rao Yaoyao, who was provoked in a few words, as if he was about to lose his mind.
When I lowered my head, I saw my husband's right hand holding the folding fan steady, while his left hand holding the Taicheng Sword hanging behind him was trembling slightly.
He immediately sighed and understood why the teacher was doing this.
In all the time he had been with Mr. Jiren, he had never seen him show such a "treacherous" expression or provoke such a person's hostility.
But why is this so
Just for Rao Yaoyao, just because Rao Yaoyao can pull out the sword of killing the master without any grudges.
Are you responsible for everything behind your back
Then I thought about it...
Isn't this a teacher's care for his students
There is a saying from ancient times that "one day is a teacher, and all one's life is a father".
For Mei Jiren, "Once a disciple, always a daughter" may have passed, but he must not let go of that feeling easily.
Facing the Xuan Cang Divine Sword that Rao Yaoyao pointed at, Mei Jiren was unable to draw the sword for a long time.
He was prepared, but at this moment, it was difficult for him to make a move.
At this time, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt that he should take over the battle for his teacher.
Even if he realizes that even if his current combat power is fully activated, there is still a gap between him and the canonized Rao Yaoyao.
But how uncomfortable should the teacher feel at this situation
From the beginning to the end, Mr. Jiren was not here to fight—this was not his mission.
He just came here to teach swordsmanship, and he was involved in the battle with No. 2 all because of himself.
In other words, he had no choice but to join the battle due to the secret arrangements of a real old man.
Mei Jiren is not a pure slave of the saints.
He must have something to fight for and something he cannot fight for. He has his own persistence and needs to continue to persist. He cannot completely join in with the Holy Slave.
"But I'm different!"
"In their eyes, I'm just a piece of dirty water."
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became determined, "Just right, I can also confirm what I have learned..."
Without thinking too much, he took a step forward and simultaneously drew out the Four Swords and the Flame Python.
Sword Saint Rao Yaoyao, he also wanted to know.
Whether he can be beaten or not is another matter. How many swords he can withstand is a test of his recent learning.
But at this moment, there was someone who was one step faster than him.
"Rao Yaoyao, long time no see."
The eight familiar faces that Xiao Kongtong held up to him, by chance, were not in the path of Xu Xiaoshou, blocking Rao Yaoyao's gaze with his own body.
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned and understood something.
He could think of things about Mr. Jiren, and Xiao Kongtong could naturally think of them too.
From Xiao Kongtong's point of view, it is simply impossible and impossible to allow a new generation like him to fight the Sword Master.
So the best candidate here is for him to step forward and take over the sword for Mr. Jiren.
So he stood up without hesitation.
"Get out of the way!" Rao Yaoyao on the other side didn't move his gaze, staring at Mei Jiren.
"So we are so different?" Bazun smiled knowingly, "Since we said goodbye to the Ten Lords, this must be the first time that you and I have met. Without a few words of greeting, are you in a hurry to kill your master?"
These last two words seemed to touch Rao Yaoyao and wake him up.
Rao Yaoyao looked at Mei Jiren deeply with a complex expression, and finally moved his eyes to the Eight Masters.
At the same time, the Xuan Cang Divine Sword was also pointed at the Eight Masters.
Bazun frowned and didn't say much.
"This is not the first time that you and I have met. There is no need to exchange greetings and let's fight each other." Rao Yaoyao said coldly, analyzing who this person could be.
"Oh?" Bazun asked in confusion, "Isn't it the first time?"
"Dongtian King City, haven't you met me once?" Rao Yaoyao felt that he could confirm the identity of this person.
"Perhaps you have recognized the wrong person?" Bazun said knowingly, reaching out and tapping the Xuan Cang Divine Sword pointed at him, "Also, this is an impolite behavior."
Buzz!
Divine Sword Xuan Cang was shocked.
Rao Yaoyao felt a force coming from the sword.
The indestructible sharpness almost cut through her palm and pierced into the air sea.
"Jian Nian?"
Rao Yaoyao's eyes narrowed, and his sword intent spread out in shock, raising three thousand black hairs and fluttering across his skirt.
stop!
The sword thought that tried to pierce into the body from the Xuan Cang Divine Sword was instantly knocked back by her, shot high into the sky, cut into the space and disappeared.
"Buzz buzz..."
However, the Xuan Cang Divine Sword trembled violently and no longer obeyed the orders. It seemed as if it was about to let go or to devour its master.
This scene shocked everyone on the island.
It is said that the Eighth Sword Immortal Guan can impress him with just one look at the spiritual sword, but never thought that the Xuan Cang Divine Sword in the hands of the Sword Saint Rao Yaoyao could also be impressed
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"Isn't this too strong? Is this the 'sword watching technique'?"
"That silver sword intention just now was the second-generation pure sword intention, sword intention?"
"Kill the Master? The Eighth Sword Immortal just mentioned the Killing of the Master. What's going on? Judging from the past between Rao Jianxian and Mr. Jiren, she is also Mr. Jiren's student?"
"I don't know... but you are obviously wrong. What we should call them now are Sword Saint Rao and Sword Saint Mei."
The exclamations below did not disturb Rao Yaoyao. She only used gentle force to suppress the trembling of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword again and successfully mastered it.
"Your sword reading is too low level."
Rao Yaoyao raised his eyes, with a sarcastic look on his lips, "Tell me, who are you? Don't let me expose your disguise myself."
"Ahem..."
Ba Zunzhen's expression remained unchanged, and he only coughed twice.
It can be seen that he is no longer as strong as he is now, and his condition is not as good as the bright appearance he just maintained showed.
He didn't respond, but sighed slightly:
"Yes, you have finally grown up."
It was almost like the words of comfort spoken by the elders to the younger ones, which frightened everyone watching on the island.
Rao Yaoyao was not angered.
After getting out of Mei Jiren's deception, she was able to return her focus to the overall situation that she had paid attention to before.
Mei's own people are not important, and neither are the eight acquaintances.
The important thing is that No. 2 is gone, Yan Wuse is accused, and he is now alone.
The top priority is not to start a fight, but to free Mr. Yan from the Three Talents Sword.
"Did you create this Three Talents Sword?" Rao Yaoyao's eyes tightened.
"Who else could you give me?" Bazun chuckled softly.
"Then you have regressed a lot. Even the Three Talents Sword requires the help of outsiders' mental sword skills to complete."
"Maybe." Bazun said noncommittally.
Seeing that this guy was indifferent, Rao Yaoyao's eyes were slightly cold, and he sneered again:
"The Sword Mind has weakened by more than one level, and the Sancai Sword has regressed to the level of a beginner. Your appearance has been maintained very well..."
"But I heard from Gou Wuyue that you are sealing the sword for Hua Changdeng!"
"I can understand Feng Jian that you can use the Heart Sword Technique, but the Nine Sword Technique is your weakest point. Can you still use the Sancai Sword?"
"No? Then here and now... you are unblocked?"
Rao Yaoyao looked around, with a hint of amusement in her beautiful eyes, "You have been sealing the sword for so many years. After you unsealed it, have you made this much progress? You have never even reached the position of Sword Master?"
These words were so sharp that it stung Xu Xiaoshou to the point where he felt that Xiao Dazui’s identity could finally be hidden.
Even the spirit refiners on the island began to think deeply, because Rao Yaoyao's words gave them too much information.
Even so, Bazun was as stable as Mount Tai and said in a arrogant voice: "You don't know anything about my power."
"Really, Xiao Kongtong, you are pretending to be the same!" Rao Yaoyao said in a shocking tone.
"Xiao Kongtong???"
A piercing scream sounded on the island, and it was unknown who it came from.
But no one paid attention, everyone was shocked by Rao Yaoyao's judgment.
"Who is Sword Saint Rao talking about, Senior Brother of Shenyue Immortal City?"
"This, such a bitch, can you pretend like this?"
"So, the Eighth Sword Immortal is also a fake? Let me just say, he smells weird. After all, I watched the ten-seat battle back then."
"Why did you say 'yes'?"
"There are too many people in the Eastern Region pretending to be the Eighth Sword Immortal! But this Xiao Kongtong is the most similar to me I have ever seen. Can he even pretend to be a swordsman?"
"I know how to read swords by nature... But right? I heard that Shenyue Immortal City only respects the swordsmanship of the Eighth Sword Immortal, but there is a clear line between that and his stance."
"Do you think it's possible? We, the Southern Territory people, all know that Xiao Kongtong is a registered disciple of the Eight Masters."
"Ah, then I'm in trouble!"
There was a lot of people and a lot of noise.
Discussions from all over the place, and even Rao Yaoyao's personal confession, could not make the eight masters standing in the air look confused at all.
Instead, he bent down his index and middle fingers, pinched his chin with his second knuckle, and said thoughtfully:
"interesting… "
"Your inference does have a slight possibility of being established."
"Rao Yaoyao, I haven't seen you for many years. You have indeed grown up a lot."
What I said... Anyway, Xu Xiaoshou really admired his big heart with a big smile.
If he hadn't been able to determine this guy's identity from his sword reading, he would have doubted whether Rao Keai's mind was foggy again.
He secretly moved a step and hid behind his husband.
It seems that the fight between the teacher and Senior Sister Rao will not break out in a short time.
But the second number is gone, Yan Wuse is temporarily under control, and there is only one cute enemy left. Does it seem like the situation can be manipulated
Without any sound, Xu Xiaoshou's figure moved slightly.
"Still pretending?"
Facing the repeated disguises, Rao Yaoyao sneered in response.
She is no longer the raoyaoyao she used to be. Now she no longer talks nonsense, holds the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, and slashes in the air.
"The wind is blowing, kissing Jian Gang!"
Suddenly, a strong wind roared on Void Island, rolling up the sand in the sky and frightening the clouds in the sky.
The violent forces gathered together, and under the blessing of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, they turned into nine cyan sword gangs.
"stop!"
There was a sound of wind, and the sword pointed directly at the Eight Masters.
"I'm coming!"
Everyone on the island was excited that the battle was coming so fast, but they suddenly retreated, leaving the battlefield and staying away from the center of the storm.
The roaring hurricane tornadoes soared into the sky, covering thousands of miles in radius.
Before Jian Gang could face him, several thin gashes had been cut through the air by the holy power of the wind and the sharpness of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword on the cheeks and robes of the Eight Masters.
However, when the green-kissed sword suddenly came to him, he calmly raised his two fingers and blocked it gently.
"Keng!"
The sound of swords echoed in all directions.
The nine cyan swords all struck at the sword fingers, unable to push away the eight figures.
"Ten-segment sword fingers!"
There was an excited sword cultivator from the Eastern Region below.
Although those two fingers and that sword thought are ordinary, they are the signature moves of the Eighth Sword Immortal.
"You're pretending to be a ghost!" Rao Yaoyao was offended.
In her eyes, the "Eight Masters" were knocked back more than ten steps by her sword.
But in order to maintain his image, this guy actually used phantom sword skills!
What a shame!
If you are the Eight Masters, first of all, when the Xuan Cang Divine Sword is pointed at you, you will not be able to talk to me safely.
If you are the Eight Masters, when I draw my sword at you, you will never use false magic swordsmanship in a thankless way for the sake of your self-image in the eyes of outsiders.
"Xiao Kongtong, apart from you and Wen Ting, who else in this world can read the sword?"
"If you dare to fight back today, I will burn the City to the ground in the future!"
Rao Yaoyao can almost determine the identity of this guy, and he attacks his heart at the same time.
She lifted Xuan Cang in her hand, and human beings stood up from the ruins of the battlefield in all directions.
"The world of mortals·break the delusion!"
A sword struck down.
There was a loud bang, and the world was like a mirror shattering.
The sword under Rao Yaoyao's feet is like a lotus, and the pieces are open and beautiful.
However, the magnificent yet violent storm wave instantly shattered the vulnerable phantom swordsmanship of the "Eight Masters" on the opposite side.
Rest, rest, rest!
The void hurricane swept across, and the holy power was like a tsunami.
As the storm swirled around, the Green Kiss Sword Gang slashed out from all sides one after another, slashing at the "Eight Masters".
"Kengkengkengkeng..."
The crisp sound of swords kept ringing.
This time the spiritual masters on the island saw clearly that the so-called Eighth Sword Immortal could not withstand the attack of the Sword Saint Rao Yaoyao.
He couldn't block those sword attacks with his ten sword fingers, and he was forced back step by step.
"laugh!"
In the end, when all living beings in the world of mortals appeared, the Eighth Sword Immortal fell into reincarnation in the world of mortals.
Although it was only for a moment, in that moment of loss of control, the sword slashed through his body and cut out bloody flying flowers.
The Eighth Sword Immortal spurted out blood with a "pop" sound, his face was horrified, and his majestic image no longer existed.
Up to this point, everyone was very sure.
If he is so weak, there is absolutely no way he can be the Eighth Sword Immortal!
Rao Yaoyao's pretty face was as cold as frost, and she raised the Xuan Cang Divine Sword at an angle, hoping to take advantage of the victory and pursue her.
Before she was canonized, maybe the opponent's phantom sword skills, ten-level sword fingering, and sword thoughts could still pose some threat to her.
But now, with the absolute gap in strength, all of this is as insurmountable as a natural chasm.
Both are geniuses.
You can also fight across levels.
Then everyone has reached another starting line. At this time, the realm of dwarfs and giants has become a gap between clouds and mud.
At this moment, just as Rao Yaoyao raised his sword and was about to move, a sigh came from the horizon:
"Sword Master Rao, if you say you want to fight, just fight. Why do you insist on pouring dirty water on me, Shenyue Immortal City? I didn't want to come out."
The words spread all over the place in an instant, causing Rao Yaoyao to look stunned and turn her eyes in shock.
But a white figure appeared in the remote sky, wearing a swordsman's robe, gentle and elegant.
Rao Yaoyao's thoughts suddenly exploded, and he forgot to take action for a moment.
what's the situation
This, this guy...
See the Fairy City of the Moon and laugh at Kongtong
How can it be! If so, who did I hit just now