Martial Arts: Just Finished the Patrol, the Beginning is Ruthless

"Good swordsmanship."

Dongfang Bubai holds a needle in one hand and uses the needle as a sword.

Unfortunately, the ordinary embroidery needle in her hands is no less than any magic weapon.

The needle was lightly and precisely tapped on the blade of the sword, changing the trajectory of its attack.

Just dissolving Xia An's unparalleled sword power in such an understatement.

But the next moment, Xia An came again.

It's just that this time, it's not the Dugu Nine Swords, but the evil sword technique.

Dongfang Bubai turned around and blocked the sword casually. When the embroidery needle collided with the blade, a series of sparks shot up.

"A strange sword intent."

Even if Dongfang Bubai is a half-step grandmaster, he was still a little surprised and uncertain during the change of sword moves.

Two completely different sword intents appeared on the same person at the same time.

This kind of attainment cannot be summed up in a simple sentence.

But then, the third sword intent arrived.

In the Nine Yin Manual, it is also recorded that there are sword moves, and their subtlety is no less than the first two unique skills.

The sharp blade meanders like a swimming snake, as if it has been bent, making it hard to tell the direction of the sword tip.

Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and his breath was as vast as the sea.

The prestige of the half-step grand master is fully displayed at this moment.

"go."

With a light tap of the index finger on the hilt, the light steel sharp sword came out, with a layer of transparent qi attached to it.

With **** together, Xia An manipulated the light steel sharp sword to stab Dongfang Bubai across the air.

Every move he made seemed to be a little ordinary, and his power was not obvious.

But they all contain torrential power, that is, Dongfang Bubai can take over.

If it were someone like Jiumozhi and Mei Chaofeng, they would be pierced in an instant.

This point can be seen from the rubble that quietly turned into dust under the two people's feet.

Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen

As the battle between the two intensified, the aura became more and more violent

in the six doors.

Yaoyue and Lianxing, who were practicing with their eyes closed, suddenly opened their eyes, and their eyes were extremely dignified.

"Someone is fighting Xia An."

Lian Xing looked towards the direction where the breath came from. This kind of movement was really too big. With their state, they could feel it easily.

"This person's strength is not inferior to mine."

Yaoyue stood up abruptly, a look of anxiety flashed across her pretty face.

With a single wave of a finger, he broke through the door and rushed towards the source of the confrontation.

Lian Xing didn't dare to delay, so she hurriedly followed.

Getting along with Yaoyue almost day and night, she knows better than anyone else how terrifying the half-step Grandmaster's strength is.

Even in the later stage of the master, it is difficult to escape.

As for Xia An, he was only in the middle stage of a grand master.

Once something happened to him, Lian Xing didn't dare to imagine the consequences.

You must know that Yaoyue's determination to break through the tenth floor of Mingyu Palace is not just a breakthrough in skills.

More importantly, she had already identified Xia An as a person.

Yaoyue doesn't say this, but Lianxing understands it better than anyone else.

…

On the other side, Xia An was still fighting Dongfang Bubai.

In this battle, Xia An had no reservations.

All the unique skills are integrated, and the spirit, energy and spirit are united.

He was full of fighting spirit and really entered an unprecedented state.

The sword energy spread for several miles, spreading out, where the cold sword intent passed, houses collapsed and gravel flew.

Fortunately, this street is close to Six Gates, so there are not many people living there on weekdays.

Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to bear the mighty sword intent alone.

Dongfang Bubai's miraculous skills are boundless, and the Sunflower Collection has reached the perfection.

There is an invincible spirit in every gesture.

True energy and sword energy intertwine.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought dozens of rounds.

Almost the entire street was smashed by the two, with sawdust flying and smoke everywhere.

Vaguely, only two figures could be seen flashing and moving, every move and every move had infinite ingenuity.

"Die~!"

Dongfang Bubai's eyes boiled with murderous intent.

She still hasn't been able to win Xia An, which is far beyond her expectation.

Originally, it should be like a cat playing with a mouse, and it should be easy to kill.

But Xia An has so many methods and profound knowledge, he insists on dealing with Dongfang Bubai until now without losing.

If this battle gets out, it will definitely shake the world.

Because the gap between the two should have been like a natural moat.

But now, someone has filled the gap between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Dongfang Bubai was furious, and the Sunflower Treasure was mobilized to the extreme, and his tyrannical internal force was like surging waves, continuous and continuous.

Xia An felt great oppression just by facing her.

However, he didn't feel any fear or panic because of this.

I just feel that the state of mind is transparent and empty.

This is the first time he has faced such a top player, and it is also the first time he has played all the cards in a battle with someone.

"call."

Xia An exhaled lightly, and suddenly smiled.

He somewhat understood why those masters in the arena would be sincerely happy when they met an evenly matched opponent.

Cherish each other.

Martial artist doesn't just mean it on the surface.

Instead, they should grow up in the tempering of blood and fire.

Of course, the same effect may be obtained by touching the corpse alone, but this hearty feeling cannot be replaced.

In an instant.

Perhaps sensing the change in Xia An's state of mind, the light steel sword trembled slightly.

Faintly, like a dragon chant.

At this moment, the person is the sword, and the sword is the person.

"A sudden epiphany?"

A flash of astonishment flashed in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, but it was replaced by coldness.

"Is it true that you still treat this seat as a sharpening stone? Then this seat..."

The breath of the half-step grand master poured out, and stone pillars and planks around him rose from the ground and slowly lifted into the sky.

Dongfang Bubai stood on the eaves, allowing his body to float with the eaves.

A cold and dead breath swept out, she pressed down with one hand, like a **** suppressing the world,

"I will complete you."

Boom!

This palm is mighty and mighty, like a heavenly demon.

Xia An tapped his toes lightly on a wooden board, allowing Dongfang Bubai to kill him.

Compared with the violent wind and rain in the former, he was as calm as a pool of water at the moment, restrained and reserved.

It wasn't until the mighty palm fell that he handed out a sword casually.

This sword is very slow.

It's like a naughty child imitating a swordsman in slow motion, and even the sword intent is only a trace, like a willow leaf.

But the moment he touched Dongfang Bubai, pure and extreme sword intent surged out.

It is so bright that the night sky is bright, just like the scorching sun shining on the world.

And the energy contained in this sword intent is like a great river releasing floods and surging waves.

The sword intent was terrifying, and the palm intent was like a demon, meeting in the night sky, entangled, and then annihilated.

After a long time, all the energy dissipated.

Xia An took three steps back, barely stopping his figure.

Dongfang Bubai took half a step back.

Judging from the results of the battle, Xia An undoubtedly suffered a big loss.

And the fact is indeed the case, forcibly receiving a full-strength blow from a half-step grand master has already emptied all his internal strength.

If Yaoyue and Lianxing still don't come, then they have to prepare to run away.

However, Dongfang Bubai didn't intend to do anything, she was still standing on the eaves, her red dress made her figure even more alluring under the moonlight.

As for what she thought, no one knew.

After a long time, Dongfang Bubai sighed softly, "`~ I admit that you are excellent."

"If it were normal, you could (have) survived with just this sword."

"But it's a pity that you are entrusted by others, and you deserve to die."

As soon as the voice fell, the murderous intent resumed.

Dressed in red, he rose from the ground and slapped Xia An with his palm.

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, only a soft shout was heard from afar.

In the next moment, an aura that was not inferior to Dongfang Bubai came from afar.

Yaoyue, who was wearing a purple palace dress, finally arrived following her breath.

Ming Yugong was running to the extreme, and the vortex of internal force suddenly rose.

It is also a palm shot.

"Oh?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, and he immediately turned around.