Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　It will also breed a terrible chill, killing people invisibly.

　　Of course, for women, this method also has a heaven-defying effect, that is, youth is eternal, and the appearance is not old!

　　Even the more profound the cultivation, the more beautiful and moving.

　　Xichi stood on the boulder, his clothes fluttering.

　　The white jade-colored light shrouded his exquisite body, as sweet as a fairy in the Guanghan Palace.

　　A cold, yet lofty temperament rushed towards his face.

　　"It's so beautiful!" Huang Xuemei couldn't help sighing as she watched this scene.

　　It is beautiful indeed.

　　Xichi, under the full operation of Ming Yugong, really deserves a sentence of ice muscle and jade bone, which is extraordinary. 26

　　The icy coldness added to it a bit of unique charm.

　　Zhu Hao couldn't help but think of what it would be like if Yaoyue and Lianxi had trained Mingyu Gong to this stage.

　　The thought went away in a flash.

　　Because Ximen Chuixue has already drawn his sword.

　　Although Zhu Hao broke through the fog, he faintly had some human emotions.

　　But the habit of being obsessed with swords over the years is still there, and his resistance to beautiful women is far beyond Xichi's imagination.

　　Therefore, this sword——there is no mercy!

　　Swish!

　　The sky is bright.

　　But in the next moment it seemed dark.

　　Because of a sword light!

　　It was so dazzling and bright that everything seemed dim in front of it.

　　It is even more fierce. As soon as it appeared, the peaks on all sides rumbled and cracked.

　　Huang Xuemei said, "Ximen Chuixue's sword is even more terrifying!"

　　Zhu Hao smiled and nodded: "Obtaining the sword of Dao, naturally, there is no disadvantage!"

　　Huang Xuemei suddenly tilted her head, approached Zhu Hao's ear and asked softly, "Young Master...you should know it too, right? What is it?"

　　Zhu Hao tilted his head and brushed his chin lightly with the beauty's nose.

　　He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her.

　　Huang Xuemei blinked, showing a rare agility and naughty.

　　Zhu Hao raised his finger and gently landed on his nose, suddenly adding some strength.

　　"Ouch!" Huang Xuemei raised her head back in pain, and touched her nose dissatisfied.

　　"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

　　Zhu Hao smiled and turned his head away.

　　But his mind gradually drifted away, and Huang Xuemei's words made him feel a little bit.

　　I don't know what the Dao was asking for when I entered the Dao Xuan.

　　In the distance, a fierce battle is raging.

　　Xichi faced Ximen Chuixue's sword with both palms.

　　But it is clearly more handy than when using the sword before.

　　Her slender hands were covered with a layer of brilliance that looked like white jade, and every time she put out her palms, there was a cold wind.

　　Ximen Chuixue only felt a chill infiltrating his bone marrow, causing his movements to slow down.

　　He frowned.

　　In such a level of confrontation, if you slow down a little, it is equivalent to the enemy being countless times faster.

　　Especially when he uses a sword, if the sword is slow, is it still a sword?

　　He slashed lightly with his sword, and his figure stepped back, landing firmly on a rock protruding from the mountain.

　　Then he stood up again.

　　Go straight to Xichi.

　　He held the empty hilt in his hand.

　　The sword's edge is only three inches, which is pitifully short.

　　There is no sword glow on it, and it doesn't look like the slightest threat.

　　But Xichi didn't think so, her beautiful eyes even narrowed together, the hairs on her body stood on end, and her pupils suddenly widened.

　　Her reaction reached its limit at this moment.

　　His hands moved swiftly in front of him like phantoms.

　　Layer after layer of cold white jade walls were erected.

　　Block her body tightly.

　　"Condensing Qi into ice?" Huang Xuemei was a little surprised, she knew how difficult it was to do this.

　　You can freeze people into ice slag with a single blow.

　　It can also create an extremely cold ice and snow world in an instant.

　　Zhu Hao watched this scene quietly.

　　To be precise, it was the sword that looked at Ximen Chuixue.

　　This sword has no sword light, no sword intent, and no sword energy.

　　But in his eyes, this sword was stronger than every sword Ximen Chuixue had ever cast.

　　Because, he integrated into his own kendo!

　　Zheng!

　　boom!

　　Two extremely dense voices came.

　　Ximen Chuixue's sword finally stabbed out, and everything in front of him seemed extremely fragile.

　　The tall and cold ice wall is no different from paper.

　　In just an instant, all the ice walls turned into water vapor and disappeared.

　　Because it is too fast, it sounds like only one sound.

　　clang!

　　Xi Chi's palm landed on Ximen Chuixue's sword at the critical moment.

　　The strong force erupted, and both of them retreated very far.

　　Xichi's breath fluctuated a little, but the cold current around her was even more terrifying.

　　When both feet landed, the surrounding trees became ice sculptures.

　　Even his eyebrows and skin were covered with white frost.

　　At this moment, she is simply a veritable ice beauty.

　　There was a drop of blood on the plain white dress.

　　Before the blood could spread on the long skirt, it was directly frozen by the cold air.

　　tick tock...

　　After three drops in a row, the wound was also sealed by the cold air.

　　The blood stains on the long dress looked a bit like plum blossoms.

　　Not only does it not look embarrassed, but it also feels a little more out of the dust.

　　She raised her palm, and Bai Nen's palm had two long and narrow slits.

　　Even if at that moment she just hit Ximen Chuixue's sword with her palm wrapped in true essence instead of the blade, she was still inevitably injured by that sharp edge.

　　Such a sword is simply unreasonable.

　　She had to seal the wound with cold air, because the edge still stayed in her palm, giving her a heart-scorching sting.

　　She couldn't help but ask, "What kind of sword is this?"

　　Ximen Chuixue's arms were trembling all the time.

　　The power of Xichi's palm fell on his arm along the hilt of the sword, and it was not so pleasant.

　　But his complexion did not change much, and he always clenched the hilt of the sword.

　　After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, I haven't given a name yet."

　　Xichi showed a strange look: "Such a powerful sword deserves a name!"

　　Ximen Chuixue shook his head: "It's not strong enough!"

　　Xichi was surprised: "Is this not strong enough?"

　　Ximen Chuixue said calmly, "Not enough!"

　　Xichi said, "Then what kind of sword is considered strong?"

　　Ximen Chuixue said, "I can't tell."

　　Xichi said, "Where can I see it?"

　　Ximen Chuixue said, "If a quarter of an hour arrives and the lord hasn't seen those two girls, you can see them here."

　　Xichi was startled when he heard the words, and then his horrified eyes fell on Zhu Hao. .