Boom!

The space just to be bridged broke again and poured down like rain.

At this time, a young seedling suddenly appeared in the extremely disordered void.

you 're right.

It is a seedling with three or two buds.

As soon as the seedling appeared, it quickly took root in space, and then grew rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, a towering tree takes shape, but you can't feel the slightest vitality from this tree.

Some are just Sen Leng's killing intention.

Towering trees are luxuriant and lush, and cover the whole challenge arena.

But all this is just a fleeting spectacle. The next second, the leaves on the big tree become withered and yellow, and then fall.

Bare.

With a soft sound, one of the leaves cut through a piece of space debris very smoothly without any obstacles.

Xue an's eyes flashed and couldn't help sighing, "good sword!"

Then he hurried back.

Because he knows the power of these seemingly harmless leaves.

Each leaf represents a sharp sword.

But this is not the main thing. The main thing is that these sword ideas have no law at all. They really flutter down like the wind blowing leaves, which makes people unable to defend at all.

This is Shen Muyu's original sword idea of sitting in the mountain and watching autumn leaves fall.

It's called prosperity and decline!

Xue an retreats quickly, but this towering tree has covered the whole challenge arena, so no matter where he retreats, these fallen leaves will follow him.

In this case, Xue an shot.

He suddenly punched out, and the towering tree turned into a sword broke in response.

Shen Muyu's eyes flashed, and then he whispered, "Xue an, why don't you use a sword?"

Xue an sneered, "because now you are not worth my sword!"

Shen Muyu's face turned white and his eyes showed a look of anger.

He had never heard anyone say such a thing since he was a child.

You should know that no matter where he goes, he is regarded as the most important person and dare not be slighted.

Only in Xue an, he felt the naked disregard.

But the anger flashed away, and soon he recovered his consciousness, then exhaled a breath and pulled out his sword again.

When the sword was cut out, the whole battlefield sounded the sound of rain.

Many people raised their heads in doubt on the stand.

What's going on?

How can you hear the rain here?

In particular, the sound of rain is not the rage of pouring rain, but a kind of moistening, silent and dense.

But the more so, the more lonely it is.

you 're right!

Is lonely!

At least there were many people present whose faces were in a trance.

It seems that in this moment, I penetrated the lengthy time and returned to a certain era of youth. At that time, the youth was hot blooded and the red candles in the attic were faint. I don't know what sorrow and joy are.

It's like returning to the passenger boat listening to the rain in the prime of life. The west wind outside leaves the wild geese, full of pride.

In a word, at this moment, many people's emotions were affected by the rain.

Shen Hongyi whispered, "listen to the rain sword! God, is it so powerful? "

Xue an's face finally showed a solemn color.

Because this sword is different from all previous swords.

Although the previous sword was powerful, the sword meaning contained in it had traces to follow, so it was not difficult to crack.

Only this sword, like an antelope hanging its horn, can't be found at all.

And the sword meaning contained in it was so strong that Xue an was slightly in a trance.

I seem to see the Yong road I walked with an Yan under my umbrella in college.

At that time, it was rainy in China. Xue an and an Yan often went to the canteen with an umbrella, so they were very impressed.

It seemed that she was aware of Xue an's trance at this moment, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of Shen Muyu's mouth.

Then the sword, like a dragon, peeled off layers of rain and went straight to Xue an's eyebrows.

But the next moment, the sword in Shen Muyu's hand was broken.

Then it dissipated the rain curtain.

Shen Muyu suddenly turned pale. He didn't expect Xue an's mind to be so firm that he was completely independent of the outside world.

However, his response was not unpleasant. Almost at the moment when the rain dissipated, he heard Shen Muyu spit out four words.

"Residual snow!"

"Drink alone!"

The sword sent two fingers in the middle of the left hand, and then shrouded the audience.

For a moment, snowflakes were flying in the challenge arena, including the grandstand.

The cold came and made people shiver.

But this cold is different from the previous extreme cold. There is no killing intention, but people can't help but want to hibernate.

And this feeling is perfectly integrated with the subsequent drinking alone.

Just imagine, it's snowy outside at the moment. You sit alone in a warm house and drink alone. What loneliness and solitude is it?

But this is different from listening to the rain. Listening to the rain brings pure loneliness.

Can Xue and drinking alone stimulate the vulnerability in the bottom of everyone's heart.

There will always be a time when you want to drink alone and forget something.

The heavy snow perfectly provides this opportunity.

This time, almost everyone on the stand was immersed in the illusion.

Only a few people were not affected.

In the Confucian camp, Erzhuang advocated knowing and doing, and couldn't help sighing: "this guy is really worthy of being a peerless genius of the Shen family. It's amazing that you can get so much work with so much Kung Fu."

But the villa leader Yan Jingcheng said coldly, "if it's just like this, he will lose!"

"Are you sure to lose? How is that possible? "

"Because the sword in the swordsman's hand is used to kill people, not to play tricks!" Yan Jingcheng said slowly.

Sure enough.

At the same time, those who were not affected by the sword on the stand shook their heads secretly.

This ten finger sword seems to have amazing power, but in fact it is flowery. It has no effect on real experts.

Like now.

Xue an's face showed a mockery.

"It's a wonderful performance, but do you think it can really beat me?"

Shen Muyu shook his head, "no!"

"Actually, I'm not going to win you by this!"

"Oh? Now why? "

Shen Muyu's face showed a look of awe, "because I have to cut out these nine swords to sacrifice my strongest sword!"

After that, a magnificent sword idea rushed up from Shen Muyu's head and shook the whole battlefield.

Then he saw Shen Muyu with his hands folded and his eyes as bright as a diamond.

"This sword is famous!"

Then, a sword came out, and the challenge arena broke instantly, and even the barrier array began to shake violently.

We can see its power.

Yue Qinghuan on the stand screamed.

"Xue an!"

But just then, Xue an's laughter came from the challenge arena.

"Well, that's enough for me to draw my sword!"

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