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Chapter 2037 [Evil]

"Since I'm from the same family, and I happen to be in front of the master's tomb, it's like the bet in the palace. If you win, I will immediately turn around and leave, away from Yangui, but if I win, you can't stop me from following you." .”

She pulled out Longyuan, and the scabbard was thrown aside, a bright arc of light flashed in the dark night, and the tip of the sword pointed at Changsun Chi.

The man looked at her blankly.

For a moment, it was like returning to the first meeting.

Also on this wide stone platform, there is also such a mighty and harsh mountain wind.

The girl was a little impatient, her eyes were full of inexperienced snow-like purity, she drew her sword without hesitation, her self-confidence seemed to be an instinct carved into her bones, and all those who drew their swords in front of her had to feel humbled. , being looked down upon by her unconsciously.

Just like that.

Even if the roles were reversed, she was still the one who took the initiative to draw the sword.

Strong strength casts her casual self-confidence and fearlessness.

She didn't think she would lose.

Changsun Chi gave a low laugh, and there was some pure longing in his heart—it was the fighting spirit of one master of swordsmanship against another master of swordsmanship, and it belonged to the most passionate and purest mind of Jianghu people.

It turned out that so many years of imprisonment and drinking could not completely extinguish the burning fire in his blood.

After all, he is also the high-spirited young man who once swept the rivers and lakes and galloped on the battlefield.

The emperor untied his cloak and threw it aside, while pinching his wrist,

Slowly said,
"Sword come."

Lian Tang hurriedly threw Long Yuan in his hand.

The emperor caught it, pulled out the scabbard, and the tip of the sword faced Long Yuan.

The torches were hunting on the top of the mountain, swaying by the wind. In the dark shadows, the two famous swords that once shocked the continent seemed to be infected by their masters, making sharp buzzing sounds, like the roar of a beast before attacking. .

Chang Sun Chi felt the blood rushing gradually warming up in his body, and smiled faintly at Xia Fuyi,
"Junior Sister, please."

The voice fell, but his figure had disappeared.

In the howling mountain wind, he was also like a gust of wind that could not see the afterimage, and he was in front of Xia Fuyi with a light swipe.

A ray of snow slashed from top to bottom like ice and snow, but Xia Fuyi caught it with ease.

When the two swords collided, there was a crisp sound of golden swords.

Across the long swords that crossed each other, they stared into each other's eyes that were close at hand.

"The first form of Broken Mountain and River."

Xia Fuyi looked at him and said calmly,
"Did you forget that I would too?"

As soon as the words fell, her internal energy rushed into Longyuan along her arm, and rushed all the way into the opposing frontier, and with a light shake, she slammed Changsun Chi away.

Xia Fuyi's internal energy was transmitted to Changsun Chi's meridians along the hilt of the Fengjiang sword, making some crackling noises along the way, but it was also dispelled by Changsun Chi's shaking of his wrist at his peak.

In other words, at this moment, he is not the grandson Chi, but the young prodigal son Li Yudi who was mysterious but mighty in the world, and became famous with a sword in the martial arts competition arena in Feihua City.

The emperor in red raised his eyes, and for the first time in five years, his amber pupils were filled with a fighting spirit.

This scene fell into Lian Tang's eyes, but it seemed that time had turned backwards, just like the Tianhuang nobleman who had just returned from the rivers and lakes when he rushed from the distant Shenjing to Yangui many years ago to welcome the crown prince.

Standing in front of the dim city gate with a wine jug covered in dust, it was as if he held the whole rivers and lakes in his chest, and he was full of madness that couldn't be concealed.

Another gust of wind blew loudly from the deep forest.

The bright light split through the dark night, and they collided together like lightning in a blink of an eye, driving the already wobbly torch even more madly.

(End of this chapter)