Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　As if the words just now, like "Have you eaten" and "Go to bed early", are as unremarkable.

　　No joke intended.

　　So she couldn't laugh at all!

　　She just tried her best to keep her cold face as always, took a deep breath, and then said: "They follow you, they are just maids all their lives. But if you are in my Yihua Palace, you can become the sacred and inviolable Yihua Palace Lord! "

　　Zhu Hao still looked at her without saying a word.

　　Xichi continued: "The two of them are pure and clean, with extremely high aptitude. I will accept them as direct disciples, and I will teach them all I have learned in my life, and I will never treat them badly."

　　It is so sincere to say this, one cannot help but shake the trust.

　　But if you were to listen to other people in the arena, most of them would think that they were living in a dream.

　　Yihua Palace... When is a reasonable place?

　　From the palace master to the maids, they are all women, and there is no one reasonable person.

　　And the higher the martial arts, the more killing without blinking an eye.

　　Perhaps in the rivers and lakes, some women will regard the Yihua Palace as a holy place.

　　But for men, it's definitely a hell and a nightmare like no other.

　　No matter how beautiful the girls here are.

　　If it hadn't been hidden in the Embroidered Jade Valley all the year round, and hardly ever intervened in world affairs, most of them would have been classified as a demon.

　　The palace lord, Xi Chi, is an uncompromising female devil.

　　She kills and never asks why.

　　It's all about mood.

　　But now, she actually put out a lot of reasons in front of Zhu Hao, trying to convince him.

　　On the contrary, it is Zhu Hao, who has the attitude of letting you be eloquent and eloquent, and that's how I look at it.

　　Really unpredictable.

　　Xi Chi rarely speaks, and it is very rare to say so much at one time.

　　She admits that she has given the court a lot of face.

　　After all, she had never explained it to anyone before.

　　"Now, should you be satisfied?" she thought.

　　A pair of eyes stared at Zhu Hao, trying to observe his psychological changes.

　　Zhu Hao also looked at her, his eyes were as calm as frozen water.

　　Finally, he said: "There are still half a quarter of an hour!"

　　Xichi:  …

　　Xichi was helpless, and Gujing Wubo's mood showed a ripple of irritability.

　　She regained her demeanor as Palace Master Yihua.

　　Noble, cool, and indifferent to everything.

　　He said coldly: "I've said it all, if the ninth prince insists on taking action against me, you can give it a try!"

　　When the words fell, he turned to leave.

　　Suddenly, a coolness lingered around her swan-like neck.

　　She frowned, her lotus steps moved slightly, and she moved out like a phantom in the blink of an eye.

　　Click!

　　Just now, a rock was flattened and shattered and fell into the abyss.

　　Xi Chi narrowed his eyes, and felt liquid slipping out of his neck.

　　Warm, sticky - it's blood!

　　The martial arts of Yihua Palace are famous for being invisible and unpredictable.

　　Her qinggong is unparalleled in the world, first-class superb.

　　The instant reaction just now, she thought she was fast enough, but still couldn't completely escape the sword intent.

　　If it was a little later, I am afraid that Xiangxiaoyu would die.

　　Can't help but feel cold inside.

　　They really want to kill themselves!

　　She pursed her delicate red lips, her chest rose and fell slightly, and her breathing gradually became faster.

　　His eyes gradually became cold, and he said, "What does this mean?"

　　Zhu Hao looked at Xichi, but said to Ximen Chuixue: "You have just broken through, and you are in urgent need of someone to practice swords...Xichi Palace Master Ming Yugong has already achieved perfection, and his strength is high. You must ask for advice humbly!"

　　Ximen Chuixue nodded when he heard the words, and slowly raised the broken sword in his hand.

　　Xichi looked at the swordsman in white in front of him, and faintly felt a tingling sensation like being stabbed by a needle.

　　Ximen Chuixue's sword intent has locked her!

　　She didn't understand why Ximen Chuixue used such a broken sword, but she didn't dare to despise it.

　　Just now, this sword almost killed her!

　　She raised her hand across the slender willow waist, and a ray of cold light appeared in her palm under the sunlight.

　　It was a soft sword with a long and narrow edge, the color of jade, like a belt...  

　　hum!

　　True Yuan poured in, the soft sword straightened immediately, and the sword energy was cold.

　　The wind blows, the wind blows without a trace.

　　The two figures in plain white floated away and passed by in a flash.

　　The sword light lit up, and it was out of control.

　　At first contact, they are closely intertwined like a drizzle of rain, and they are inseparable.

　　The dense sword energy surrounding the two gradually turned into a silver vortex, which looked extremely gorgeous, but everyone knew what kind of murderous intention was hidden under that beauty.

　　Xichi Bingxue is smart, and Yihuagong's martial arts are extensive.

　　Her swordsmanship is naturally one of the best in the world.

　　But if you want to compare with Ximen Chuixue, it will be more than one step weaker.

　　At the beginning, he was still able to resist Ximen Chuixue's fierce offensive with his strong internal strength.

　　But later, every time he used his sword, Ximen Chuixue would find a flaw in his swordsmanship, and he had to step back.

　　Ding!

　　A crisp sound came, and Xichi's figure crossed the sky and landed on a boulder in the distance.

　　Such as Yu Bing muscle has already shown the color of blood surging.

　　He couldn't help but breathe quickly, and beads of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead.

　　Ximen Chuixue did not pursue him, he stood there and said lightly, "If you use the sword again, within ten strokes, you will die!"

　　This is very direct and cruel.

　　Xi Chi narrowed his eyes and did not refute.

　　She knew that Ximen Chuixue was not talking big.

　　A swordsman of his level, once he masters the flaws in the enemy's sword moves, will be extremely terrifying.

　　Immediately, he tapped his fingers lightly, and the soft sword in his hand turned into a belt and wrapped around his waist.

　　She no longer uses a sword.

　　Slowly lifting the breath, a vast and ethereal inner strength true essence slowly emerged.

　　Immediately afterwards, there was a biting cold air.

　　In this world, it seems that winter has entered suddenly.

　　Her skin was already snow-white and translucent, and at this moment it was even more flawless. Even the pickiest person could never say anything wrong.

　　Beneath the long sleeves, a pair of wrists as white as jade is even more reverie.

　　This is a very beautiful scene.

　　Ximen Chuixue narrowed his eyes.

　　Xi Chi began to go all out.

　　Mingyu Gong, the ninth major consummation!

　　The peak cultivation of the Daoxuan Jiuzhongtian can be seen at a glance! .

Chapter 92

　　Mingyu Gong is the first-class authentic top-level mental method in the world today.

　　Divine power is mysterious and unpredictable.

　　There are nine levels of this exercise. After the practitioners of Yihua Palace have practiced it to the eighth level, they will be able to traverse the rivers and lakes without finding an opponent.

　　If you practice to the peak of the ninth floor, there will be more mysterious changes.

　　Every time he used his power, not only did his cultivation not leak out, but instead, he converged back.

　　When dealing with people, the internal strength does not decrease but increases, and the more the battle, the stronger, almost endless.

　　And even if the opponent's cultivation base is tyrannical, there are times when the real essence is exhausted.

　　Under this trade-off, even if the opponent's cultivation base is not worse than his own, he will often lose in the end.