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Chapter 114 A Powerful Opponent (55)

"Pfft~"

The wooden table was smashed.

Splashing pieces of wood shot in all directions, one of them hit Mu Changan's back, and he let out a muffled groan, he gritted his teeth and threw Song Shenxue aside.

"Whoosh~"

Jian Guang persisted and followed him.

White clothes and white swords, integrated into one.

Disappeared.

After the other party pushed the woman in white away, she disappeared out of thin air.

This sword.

It was empty.

"It's interesting." A hoarse voice sounded, and the man in white stood there quietly, holding a white sword, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Assassinate.

Not even covering the face.

"Da da da~"

The sound finally alarmed everyone. A few guards rushed in from outside first, followed by Zhang Mingyang, staring at the man in white with a long sword in his eyes solemnly.

"Who is your Excellency?" Zhang Mingyang waved his hand, motioning for him to go down and help Song Shenxue up.

The man in white didn't look at Song Shenxue directly from the beginning to the end, and stood there quietly, with his white sword slightly hanging down and his white clothes fluttering.

"Hey~"

Suddenly, a person appeared out of thin air.

Holding a black and white knife, he slashed at the man in white.

The white-clothed man was slightly startled, his wrists flicked, a little.

'Ding! '

Mu Changan was immediately sent flying out.

"Master!"

"Come on!"

The hall was in chaos, and a scuffle began.

"Cough cough~"

Mu Changan spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body was in pain, and he was almost killed by this sword.

"Young master, how are you doing, young master?" Zhang Mingyang hurried over and helped Mu Changan up, with an anxious and worried expression on his face, obviously he was very concerned about Mu Changan's safety.

"It's okay." Mu Changan waved his hand, pushed Zhang Mingyang's hand away, and shouted at the battle group: "Stop!"

In an instant, the fighting sound stopped.

After such a good effort, seven corpses were already lying on the ground, and the white-clothed man seemed to be strolling in the garden, and he chopped down seven of them with his sword.

Very strong enemy.

This is the most powerful practitioner Mu Changan has encountered so far.

"What do you want, I can satisfy you." Mu Changan put the Life and Death Liangyi Knife back, and replaced it with the Dragon Pattern Knife, holding it tightly, and said in a deep voice.

The man in white looked relaxed, waving his white sword and pointing at Mu Changan, and said softly, "Your Excellency's head."

Ah.

Is there nothing to talk about?

Mu Changan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the corner of his mouth was cracked, and said with a smile: "If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability."

boom!
Full of spiritual power.

The Dragon Pattern Saber erupted with powerful saber energy.

Knife out style.

With a slash across the sky, he took the initiative to attack.

"Master!" Zhang Mingyang was shocked, he gritted his teeth, and directly stabbed out with his sword.

The soldiers around naturally didn't hesitate, and all of them exploded their spiritual energy and stabbed with long spears.

"It's just that the gnat may shake the tree." The white-clothed man raised his sword slightly, and nine snowflakes floated out of nowhere on the blade of the sword, and the beauty was breathtaking.

Xueluo has nine swords, one sword for one person.

Seven more guards pointed their swords at their throats.

Died.

The eighth sword.

It hit Zhang Mingyang's sword.

The second-grade spirit sword was as fragile as thin paper, turning into confetti flying all over the sky.

'Pfft~'

The white sword pierced the palm without taking a drop of blood.

Just because of the sword, too fast.

Ninth sword.

Click on the Dragon Pattern Knife.

"Ding!"

The swords are intertwined, but they can't make any progress.

The man in white watched this scene silently, no longer an extraordinary appearance, showing a shocked expression, and asked: "This knife, is it spiritual?"

"That's right." Mu Chang'an responded coldly, but he was overjoyed that the dragon sword with spirituality was able to resist the opponent's sword under the infusion of all spiritual power.

This battle may not necessarily be lost.

"You are very interesting." The man in white repeated this sentence again, and the casualness on his face gradually disappeared.

With a spiritual weapon, he must take it seriously.

The inn could no longer be the battlefield for the two of them, so they went straight up all the way, passing through the big hole that was pierced, and the two reached the top of the Chang'an Inn.

Black clothes, golden sword.

White clothes, white sword.

Stand against the wind.

tick~
A drop of rain fell on the blade, slowly slashing to the tip of the blade, condensing the drops to embellish it.

A heavy rain fell silently.

A three-foot-long saber aura burst out and slashed down with the downpour of rain.

The white-clothed man's face was calm, he stabbed out with the sword, three points out of his breath, and collided with the knife's energy in the air.

The saber energy dissipated.

"One more knife!" A sharp cold shout came, accompanied by the energy of the knife.

Hold the sword again, and let out two points of anger.

The saber energy dissipated.

The face of the man in white gradually turned serious.

"Come again!"

Another knife.

This time the man in white didn't choose to take it hard, but retreated quickly, using his sword as a parry.

"Ding!"

The saber energy hit the white sword, and the retreat speed increased by three points.

Stopped on a beam supporting the ruins.

"What a spiritual long knife." The man in white praised him sincerely.

His sword cannot withstand too much spiritual power infusion.

Because it has almost lost its spirituality.

This sword hindered him.

So, put it away.

Mu Chang'an strode up to the eaves and looked at the man in white with an inexplicably excited look on his face.

His blood was boiling, his soul was jumping, and all the cells in his body were telling him.

fighting.

fighting.

fighting!

leap.

Raise the knife.

hack.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.

The world seems to be frozen in this scene like an ink painting.

A man in black descended from the sky holding a long knife, and a man in white stood silently on the beam, looking at the man in black who slashed at him.

There is a different kind of beauty hidden in the chill.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

One after another, pure white snowflakes burst out from the ink painting, covering the man in white.

Knife to.

The man in black flew upside down.

"Bah~!"

Mu Changan spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the beam with his hand, and hit the roof with a barb. He looked at the man in white opposite him with a pale face, feeling really miserable.

The other party is also a practitioner with spiritual power, after all, his cultivation base is at least several ranks higher than him.

If it wasn't for the spirituality of the dragon knife in his hand, he would probably be lying on the ground by now.

Even so, Mu Changan is now at the end of the road, the spiritual power in his body is exhausted, and he is unable to support him to fight again.

"You still lost." The man in white stood on the beam, still looking calm, but Mu Changan could tell that there was some joy in his tone.

This is the joy of victory.

Mu Changan didn't speak, and kept staring at the man in white with squinted eyes.

Throwing in the towel is not his style.

Besides, it's not like you can't win.

Wouldn't you win if you brought him back?
'Um? '

Just when Mu Changan was thinking about how to catch the man in white, his head suddenly hurt and then exploded.

"Om~~"

The brain felt like being hit by a heavy hammer, buzzing continuously, and the pain was so painful that Mu Changan couldn't even yell.

This feeling is like death.

But it was only for such a moment, after a moment, Mu Changan returned to normal.

The cold sweat on his forehead just started to flow out.

The tingling nerves of the body also began to recover.

But Mu Chang'an ignored these, frowning slightly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It seems that he has some special abilities.

such as.

Mind moved.

A tall man in black robe appeared in front of him.

Mu Changan looked down.

It was a pair of red embroidered shoes.

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　　In addition, I can't stand it anymore, so I will fill up yesterday's fifth update first, and start adding more rewarding chapters tomorrow morning. I hope you understand, good night!

　　
　
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