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Chapter 232 This Sword Can Be Called Peerless in the World!
In a blink of an eye.

The sand and dust continued to flutter, and it was unknown where it went with the wind.

The wind and cloud in the sky dissipated, the torrents on the ground receded, and everything returned to calm.

Only the two brothers Qu Xingyun and Qu Liushui were left trembling.

The sword just now made them feel irresistible.

The powerful moves they used were all futile struggles in front of that sword.

"What exactly is the way of the sword?"

They couldn't help but doubt themselves again.

Ximen Chuuxue next to him looked at the sword, and his eyes burst out with fiery light.

That feeling is like seeing a rare treasure.

The people on the city wall were shocked again.

"This sword is unparalleled in the world!" Ling Yuanzi exclaimed with twinkling eyes.

Zheng Ming laughed lightly, and said, "Can Master Ling Yuanzi stop it?"

Ling Yuanzi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "If it's just a sword, I can still do it, but if it's a fight with Mr. Dugu, I probably can only save my life."

Zheng Ming looked at him in surprise, and said, "Aren't you being too modest?"

No matter how you say it, Ling Yuanzi is also the lord of Xunxian Temple, and his cultivation base is the late stage of the great master, so he shouldn't be able to defeat Dugu Qiubai.

"Hehe, swordsmanship is the sharpest. Although Mr. Dugu's cultivation base is a little lower, I dare not face such a sharpness. Moreover, his sword attack is all about the weak point of flowing water. This shows that Mr. Dugu has seen through the opponent. move, and smash it with a single sword."

"This mental strength and eyesight are not even as good as the old man."

"His Majesty Li Huang is surrounded by talented people."

Ling Yuanzi said.

Zheng Ming smiled.

That's not bad, he is indeed surrounded by capable people.

Qu Xingyun and the two brothers seemed to have their faith completely shattered by Dugu Qiubai's sword. Both of them couldn't help but let go of the sword in their hands, and their faces were devastated.

At this moment, their steadfast swordsmanship seemed to have collapsed.

The first time they were shaken by Ximen Chuuxue's sword, this was the second time. Dugu Qiubai's sword made people feel more broken than Ximen Chuuxue's sword.

And just when the two of them collapsed, the battle between Mei Qianluo and Xiaomeng who was next to him began.

"For you to be my opponent, it seems His Majesty Lihuang looks down on me very much." Mei Qianluo said in a low voice.

Xiaomeng held the Qiuli sword in one hand and looked at her indifferently.

The next moment, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, and all the colors disappeared in an instant, leaving only black and white, and the dust flying all over the sky also stopped at this moment.

Heaven and earth lose color!

Seeing this, Mei Qianluo's pupils suddenly shrank.

She felt that everything around her became infinitely slow, almost static.

what is this?
She was shocked.

Xiao Meng looked at her, and slowly said: "Your Majesty will not look down on you, because you are not qualified to be in His Majesty's eyes yet."

She turned slightly, and the whisk on the Qiuli sword in her hand swept slightly.

The Qiuli sword was suspended in front of him, and the green hand was holding the seal.

Immediately, a majestic energy rushed towards Mei Qianluo.

Mei Qianluo's mind moved slightly, and with a wave of her sleeve, a white ribbon circled out.

The pure white ribbon fluttered gently around Mei Qianluo, like smoke and mist, and the delicate body in the gap was looming, like a fairy in the clouds.

When this scene fell into everyone's eyes, they couldn't help but be amazed.

"What kind of move is this?" Zheng Ming said with his eyes wide open, a little surprised.

Ling Yuanzi explained: "This is the cloud dance technique of the Tianwai Sect. It is like smoke and mist, light and ethereal. Although it looks dreamlike and extremely soft, it contains a strong murderous intent."

"Mei Qianluo and Miss Gongsun are called the two great dancers of the world by the various hermit sects. It is rare to see one of them in the past, but it is a great blessing for the two to gather in Dali Jingdu today." , It's a pity that Miss Gongsun doesn't seem to have any plans to make a move."

Ling Yuanzi said while looking at Gongsun Qianwu next to him.

However, Gongsun Qianwu didn't pay any attention to his meaning, just looked at Mei Qianluo.

Ling Yuanzi was not angry, but smiled and said: "But now it seems that there will be a dancer added, like a dream, like a dream, and the cold dance is no worse than the cloud dance and Gongsun sword dance."

Han Xinxuewu was referring to Luoxue, of course.

The ribbon dancing around Mei Qian's body instantly turned into a condensed long whip, colliding with Xiao Meng's energy with a rapid sound of breaking through the air.

bang.

The fierce energy scattered in all directions, like a series of sword blades spreading towards the surroundings.

Xiaomeng's eyes were slightly closed, and she held the magic seal with her palm and waved it again and again. In the blink of an eye, blue runes condensed in front of her.

The yin and yang gossip of Fu culture is as pure as the essence.

The eyes suddenly opened, and the yin and yang gossip suddenly pushed out horizontally.

Mei Qianluo looked at the huge shadow of yin and yang, not daring to underestimate it, and the ribbon in her hand was twirling and shaking.

The graceful figure rose from the ground, floating in the air like flying smoke.

The ribbon twists and turns, turning into a white dragon with a rushing wind howl.

The two collided, and a violent wave erupted again, like a gust of wind sweeping towards all directions.

Since then.

The two kept fighting together.

Mei Qianluo danced all over the sky with a ribbon in her hand, seemingly chaotic, but she knew everything in her heart, her graceful figure and ribbon danced in mid-air.

The ribbon is like clouds and smoke, the blue silk is like dyed ink, flowing like a fairy, and changing like a dream.

She didn't seem to be fighting, but more like presenting a beautiful dance for everyone.

Compared with Mei Qianluo, Xiaomeng's methods are even more miraculous.

If Mei Qianluo is a peerless dancer, then Xiaomeng is a fairy descended from the mortal world, showing the aura of a fairy with every movement of her hands and feet.

The battle between the two is full of gorgeousness, just like a visual feast.

Zheng Ming couldn't help but feel amazed when he saw it.

Unfortunately, the feast lasted too short.

But in a moment, the two had already decided the winner.

The ribbons all over the sky dissipated, and Mei Qianluo slowly fell to the ground.

Xiao Meng still stood where she was, and she didn't seem to move a single step from the beginning to the end of the battle.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Mei Qianluo asked, looking at the broken ribbon in her hand.

The moment she approached Xiaomeng just now, Xiaomeng had a chance to kill her.

Xiaomeng lightly waved the whisk, and said: "Death is still life, life, when you live and when you die, God's will, you want to die, but I have no intention of killing you, the matter has come to this point, if you are at peace, let it be fate. "

"You are the person His Majesty wants, and His Majesty will decide whether you live or die."

With light footsteps, Xiaomeng lowered her eyes, and for some reason there was a special meaning in them.

But Mei Qianluo was confused and confused.

For a while, he said to resign to fate, and for a while, he said that it was up to His Majesty to deal with it.

Whether it is God's will or human heart that determines her life and death.

But there is one thing she understands, whether it is God's will or human heart, at this moment her life will no longer belong to her.

Xiaomeng's figure flashed, turned into a wisp of smoke and dust, and when she reappeared, she was beside Zheng Ming.

"His Majesty!"

"Thank you!" Zheng Ming smiled gently.

Xiaomeng nodded slightly, her eyebrows and eyes moving slightly.

Looking at her face, Zheng Ming was suddenly taken aback.

She is laughing!
"Miss Xiaomeng usually looks solemn and cold like the moon, but she suddenly laughed, which really surprised me."

"I seem to have forgotten that Miss Xiaomeng is just an eighteen-year-old girl."

This was the first time he saw Xiaomeng's smile. Although it was very plain, the clever smile couldn't be concealed.

However, as soon as he said this, everyone around was stunned.

What surprised them was naturally not Xiaomeng's smile, but Xiaomeng's age.

Although Xiaomeng's face is young, the cultivation base of the great master has the effect of retaining the face, so everyone didn't care about Xiaomeng's age at first.

Just like Mei Qianluo and Gongsun Qianwu looked more than 20 years old, not much different from Luoxue, but in fact they were over fifty years old.

Of course, compared with the lifespan of a great master of hundreds of years, being over half a hundred years old is still very young.

But this age is really amazing.

"!"

Shuertu exclaimed even more.

Ling Yuanzi's eyes were shining, and his face was full of shock.

"The great master!"

"I thought Miss Luoxue was already the youngest grand master in the world, but I didn't expect Miss Xiaomeng to be even younger."

Everyone was amazed.

Even Luoxue looked at Xiaomeng with a face full of surprise.

"I accidentally exposed Miss Xiaomeng's age, I hope Miss Xiaomeng doesn't mind." Zheng Ming smiled helplessly.

Xiaomeng smiled flatly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you are 180 years old, you will eventually return to the dust, even if it is thousands of years, between heaven and earth, it is just a moment, a moment of time. Does your majesty think I will mind?"

Zheng Ming shrugged, looking even more helpless.

Xiaomeng is still the same Xiaomeng, the concept in his heart is very understandable.

"Miss Xiaomeng is really unpredictable." He had no choice but to say in admiration.

Xiaomeng didn't say any more, just returned to her previous position and sat down.

Ignoring the shock in everyone's hearts, the battle under the city wall is almost over.

All four members of Tianwaizong were defeated, only one Lu Nantian was still fighting with Baifeng.

Except for Yu Yunlin's serious injury, no one else was injured, but their fighting spirit had been crushed.

Zheng Ming looked at Bai Feng and Lu Nantian who were still fighting, and shook his head slightly.

After all, Bai Feng was almost there, he had just broken through, and he was far inferior to Lu Nantian in terms of cultivation and experience.

If it wasn't for Bai Feng's good speed, he might have been defeated long ago.

"Baifeng, it's almost time." He interrupted.

It's just a waste of time to go on.

Hearing this, Bai Feng immediately broke away from the battle, his breath was a little disordered, and he said: "This subordinate is incompetent, please punish him by Your Majesty."

Zheng Ming shook his head and said, "I told you a long time ago, don't force it."

Originally, he just wanted Bai Feng to have a try and accumulate combat experience by the way, so how could he blame him.

"Ximen Jianhou, it's getting late, we should go back for dinner."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slightly, resting his palm on the hilt of his sword.

Clang!
The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword flew out like a rainbow.

Lu Nantian, who was full of anger, felt the sharp edge of the sword, and his heart trembled.

A sense of despair burst from my heart.

He knew very well that he had no chance of leaving.

"The old man refuses to accept!"

He clenched his fists tightly, and blasted towards Ximen Chuuxue with an unwilling face.

The majestic punch is extremely powerful, but it's a pity that Ximen Chuuxue's sword is even sharper.

Ximen Chuuxue's usually indifferent eyes revealed a strange light.

Under the sharp sword energy, the majestic fist shattered instantly like an illusion.

Ximen Chuuxue only stabbed with a sword, which pierced Lu Nantian's throat.

When the sword was pulled out, there was still blood on the sword.

The blood dripped from the tip of the sword in a series and landed on the loose dust, and the blood beads were covered by the dust.

The Sword God is still the Sword God, even the Sword Demon can't suppress the Sword God here.

(End of this chapter)