mad sound of the world

Chapter 5 Perfect Knife Technique

Cursing the corners of her lips, Xiuyue looked at the terrified Xiu'er, raised her eyebrows and smiled inexplicably: "Don't worry, it's just to add some fun to revenge!"

"Boom..." Suddenly, the original noise outside the room turned into the sound of fighting, and the sound of blades piercing through the air made Xiuyue frowned, and at the same time, she could clearly feel the sounds surrounding her!

Pulling back her wide sleeves, Xiuyue walked out, opened the door abruptly, a glare of sunlight came, she stretched out her hand to block it, her white fingers showed sickly paleness.Through her fingers, she looked at the two people who were fighting in the garden. Both of them moved extremely fast. The young man in the red satin and maple-patterned cloud robe was deadly with a sword and no mercy!
And the man opposite him seems to be worried about something, just dodge it, but Xiuyue still sees that the patience in his eyes has gradually reached the limit, and the sound that is emanating from the surroundings has almost dissipated around his body...

The young man held a golden moon scimitar in his hand. The blade was one foot and two feet long, with a golden handle about three inches long. Beautifully textured.

The golden moon scimitar followed the unpredictable changes of the young man's flexible and soft body, and the knees were slightly bent. The young man leaped forward, and with excellent bouncing power, he swept towards the man whose face was getting darker and darker. It was a peerless face, but the red eyes of the young man shot out a blaze, showing murderous aura all over his body.

Xiuyue looked at the young man's back, raised her brows slightly, and a praise flashed across her usually cold eyes, not for the young man's stunning appearance, but for the sword technique that was so proficient to a certain level - the Sky Fire Cloud Knife!

Few people can perfectly integrate the precision, accuracy and beauty of this set of second-class martial arts swordsmanship!
But the boy did it!

The swaying figure is like a flowing cloud blooming under the white snow, extremely beautiful and enchanting, just like the amazingly bright and amazing face of the young man...

The man in the black satin brocade robe with dragon patterns finally became angry. The embroidered robe fluttered, gradually covering the surroundings with a layer of cyan light, and he grabbed the young man with his bare hands, but the young man seemed to know what he was thinking, with a body like a fiery snake. Wrapping around the man's body softly, at the same time, a cold light appeared in the bottom of the red pupil, and the golden moon scimitar in his hand swung violently, and the chains wrapped around the two sides of the scimitar suddenly appeared countless due to the youth's internal strength. The tip of the knife, the knife glowing coldly in the winter sun, shot coldly at the dignified and luxurious woman standing not far away - Yan'er!
The man's face changed slightly, and the blue light all over his body suddenly deepened, and he attacked the scimitar in the boy's hand with his bare hands!

The young man snorted, and was about to head-to-head...

The glint in Xiuyue's eyes flickered, but under Xiu'er's astonished gaze, she flicked towards the two of them directly!The body slid in mid-air with a stern and free-spirited arc and landed in front of the boy face to face, but his entire back was exposed to the man's fierce palm.

"master……"

The red-robed boy exclaimed, his red pupils shrank suddenly.At the same time, something seemed to be churning in his heart, and he was about to break free from the imprisonment to protect Xiuyue, but found that her strength was not something he could match at all.

When the palm wind on her back was about to sweep over her body, Xiuyue squinted her eyes slightly, a cold light flashed across her cold pupils, it was fleeting, but it was so bright that it made one's heart palpitate.

The young man stared blankly, forgetting the situation he was in at the moment, the master she...

The wind of the palm was pulled back only an inch behind, and at the same time, Xiuyue heard the sound of teeth grinding behind her.Xiuyue sneered, it was exactly as she expected, Jun Lifeng saw her move just now, and he had to stop this palm even if he couldn't stop thinking about it.Even if Jun Lifeng wanted to kill her no matter how much, he would not dare now.That day was because he thought that Gu Feiyan was dead, so he didn't have any scruples, but today he was alive but had to worry about one person - Yan Huang.

Letting go of the boy in her arms, Xiuyue's eyes flicked across his face: "Little slave, don't be so willful next time, you... are not his opponent!"

Although a second-class martial artist's martial arts skills are not weak, he is still hitting a stone with an egg against a 7th-level sound attack expert.

The red-robed boy was another servant beside Jun Xiuyue, who was a slave. When he realized it, he raised the corners of his lips, and a cute smile appeared on his bright and gorgeous face. Without the chill just now, his red eyes were crystal clear, as if he was a good girl. Red Crystal gently pinched the corner of Xiuyue's clothes, and shook: "Master, you are awake, you are worried about this little slave! I know I was wrong, so don't be angry with me..."

Xiuyue patted the boy's head. This little guy is too impatient, and he will suffer a lot in the future.However, he is only 15 years old, he is not yet determined, and he is not in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Xiuyue nodded, then thought of the person behind her, narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned around slowly.

The sneer at the corner of her lips caused the air pressure in her body to drop by three points. When the whole face was slowly exposed in Jun Lifeng's eyes, she clearly saw his eyes widen slowly, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Your Face……"

"Why, have you forgotten your 'masterpiece' so quickly?" Xiuyue raised her eyebrows mockingly, her fingers casually slid across the three scars, her pale and transparent fingertips reflected the pair of translucent black pupils, The contrast is more stark and frightening.

Hearing the sarcasm in Xiuyue's words, Jun Lifeng's face became extremely ugly.

At that time, his whole mind was focused on avenging Yan'er, and he was indeed a bit harsher: "This matter is my fault, if you want any compensation, just ask, I will never say anything!"

"Oh, compensation?"

The corner of Xiuyue's lips curled up, and she beckoned back. Xiu'er motioned for a chair to be brought in. With a flick of Xiuyue's robe, she sat down in a chic and reckless manner, with one foot on the armrest viciously, with a half-smile With the swaying of that foot, I don't know why it makes people feel a little creepy, and even the three terrifying scars look a little more weird at this moment.But she didn't speak, but instead slightly bent her right index finger and tapped lightly on the surface of the armrest.

"Knock knock..." The sound was like a small drum beating into Jun Lifeng's heart, causing ripples on the heart lake.

Slowly, Jun Lifeng's patience wore out.

(End of this chapter)