I, who disguised myself as a woman, turned out to be a queen! ?

Chapter 1354 This sword strike will be very cool!
Su Chang'an and Yan Yunxiao had the following conversation after returning from the northern desert.

That day, Su Chang'an sat atop the imperial city wall under the twilight, gazing at the capital city beneath the shy sky.

Aunt Yan arrived uninvited and sat down next to Su Chang'an, looking at the scenery of the capital city before her: "Ananda used to love bringing Ruyu here to watch the sunset."

A seemingly random remark left Su Chang'an puzzled, because Aunt Yan didn't seem like the type to confide in others.

After taking a sip of wine from the gourd, Yan Yunxiao continued, "I feel very sorry for him."

Su Chang'an looked at Yan Yunxiao.

Luo Anan, Yan Yunxiao's eldest disciple, is the man who lost an arm to the Grandmaster of the Limitless Realm because of a woman, but survived several attempts to kill him.

That was once the strongest swordsman under the limit.

Looking at Yan Yunxiao, Su Chang'an asked, "I heard from Grandmother and the Celestial Master that you didn't choose to overcome the third level of the inner demon trap because you knew you couldn't pass it, and because of your eldest disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Yunxiao's lips curled into a smirk: "That kid isn't enough to become my inner demon. He chose his own path, and how he walks it is his business. As long as he doesn't regret it, it's fine. It's the same principle as me feeling sorry for him, but he thinks his affairs have nothing to do with me."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yunxiao gave a self-deprecating laugh: "But it's true that I don't dare to try to overcome the inner demon trap. I can't get past the third level. So I might as well find another way."

After saying this, Yan Yunxiao looked at Su Chang'an and smiled gently: "So you are very remarkable."

Su Chang'an looked at Aunt Yan, then turned his head away somewhat embarrassedly: "Oh, it's nothing special, just so-so. It all passed by in a blur, heh~~"

After saying that, Su Chang'an wanted to show off a bit, but then he saw that Aunt Yan had already left.

Because of this, Su Chang'an talked to his wife for a long time after he got back. He said, "What kind of person is he if he doesn't let people gloat and then leave?"
And now.
Seeing that Aunt Yan had arrived.

Su Chang'an recalled what Aunt Yan had told her later: the reason she didn't try to escape the inner demon trap was because of two things.

But Aunt Yan didn't say which two things, and Su Chang'an didn't ask either.

Later, Uncle Yan told him.

However, now is not the time to think about this.

Su Chang'an gently pressed his thumb against the hilt of the Vulcan sword in his hand. Looking along the flame patterns on the long sword, one could see many cracks on the blade.

but
In an instant!
Red-clad figures lead the charge!

The moment black and red collide!
The two of them simultaneously swung their swords down!

They could not see the people, only those in red and black, and the raging wind that rose up like ripples!

The ripples from each layer instantly spread outwards, causing trees to sway and everyone's clothes to rustle.

Everyone was horrified!
It could be seen that the Fifth Brother and the others who were originally on the arena had somehow moved off the stage, as if someone had deliberately done so.

But it was also in that instant when I saw these people.
boom!
With a loud bang, the center of the arena caved in instantly, without any dust or sand spreading, as if it had been completely annihilated by the constantly flowing sword energy on the arena.

This applies only to swordsmen.

The clash of the sword energies of the two strongest swordsmen in the world produced a terrifying aftereffect.

Inside the crater, the two men's blades clashed, and a crack was visible in the ground right in the middle.

The red-clad woman was surrounded by pale pink petals that gently drifted down.

Behind the black-clad figure, the thick black fog grew even denser, and his eyes were completely black, except for a pair of red-gold vertical pupils staring at the red-clad figure in front of him. Occasionally, ghostly faces would emerge from the black fog behind him, creating a chilling and terrifying scene.

Moreover, the black mist seemed to be one with the tall woman in black.

Click!

But it was also at this moment.
The Fire God Blade in Su Chang'an's hand broke.

The blade fell.

Yan Yunxiao swung his sword straight down at Su Chang'an along the broken line!
Su Chang'an immediately tried to turn to the side.

just
Swish!
Yan Yunxiao used his other hand to slash upwards, aiming at the spot where Su Chang'an was about to turn to the side. With this slash, mist trailed behind him, and his hand and sword seemed to completely merge with the black mist.

It was as if Yan Yunxiao's face was covered by a ghost mask, or perhaps his entire face had been transformed into a mask of a hellish demon; it was extremely terrifying. Clang!
But it was in that very moment.

A blade appeared in Su Chang'an's other hand, its name unknown. Just now, Ku Yue had created many blades, and after Su Chang'an dispersed them, countless blades appeared around him.

This is one of them.

Wherever the general was, there was also the sound of hammering.

It was Su Chang'an who blocked it with his broken sword.

At that very moment, Yan Yunxiao released the hilts of the two swords used to cut the Night-Slaying General and leaned forward toward Su Chang'an.

The two swords that had been released were somehow regained, both held in reverse grip.

But it was also in that instant!

The two swords slashed out simultaneously, crossing and aimed directly at Su Chang'an's neck, clearly intending to decapitate him.

Two streams of sword energy intertwined around the blades of the two swords, shimmering like two unstoppable dragons swimming across the river.

The blade's energy cut through something that looked off to the naked eye.

but!
The twin swords clashed in an instant!

As the blades clashed and slashed, the red-clad figure transformed into numerous pink petals.

But the moment the petals appeared, a cold glint flashed!
Right in front of Yan Yunxiao, behind where the pink petals had just been, Su Chang'an, who had leaned back to dodge the slash, swung his sword down at Yan Yunxiao.

A cold glint was reflected in Yan Yunxiao's crimson-gold vertical pupils.

One knife fell!

It was a clear strike, but the way the blade fell was just like when Su Chang'an was gentle and kind, or like when Su Chang'an suddenly disappeared and turned into pink petals. It struck the black mist with a single blow.

Su Chang'an was not surprised at all.

After all, Aunt Yan had already changed her mind.

Yan Yunxiao leaned forward again, exhaling a breath.
Suddenly, as if the temperature had dropped, many people shivered inexplicably.

Bao Xian helped her master sit down in a chair and helped apply medicine and bandages.

But upon sensing his wife's expression, Bao Xian looked towards the arena, remaining silent while letting out a wry smile.

To make such a big scene in front of the Empress.

But it was fortunate that it was in front of the Empress.

The temperature seemed to continue to drop, and at this temperature, many ordinary people shivered for no reason, and fear unconsciously appeared on their faces.

Those grandmasters at the pinnacle of martial arts also subconsciously swallowed.

The only person in the world who can cultivate killing intent into their own sword intent.
That would be Yan Yunxiao.

Only Yan Yunxiao could do that.

The sword intent was overwhelming, and the killing intent was boundless!
Yan Yunxiao looked at Su Chang'an in front of him without stopping, and with his sword Zhan Ye, he slashed towards Su Chang'an from bottom to top.

The blade energy on it was only a thin line, yet it was extremely restrained, making it even more turbulent than the overwhelming blade intent.

Su Chang'an raised the knife in his hand, his sleeves billowing.

But he was just about to draw his sword.

Su Chang'an glanced at it.

The Sword Saint gently pressed his thumb against the hilt of his still-unsheathed sword and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, be careful, this strike of mine will be very cool."

(End of this chapter)