Chapter 498 (1/2)

”Do it first.” The woman closed her half open eyes again.

”Sir, I'm offended.” It's not polite to hold fists in the daytime. One hand pinches the finger, and the sword finger becomes a Jue. The sword Qi blows straight out.

When you read the sword rhyme and the sword, the sword Qi flourished like a meteor, which appeared in front of the woman in an instant.

Sonorous!

The woman's whole body erupted with a sense of sharp sword. She pulled out her sword in an instant, and the cold light swept over her body. However, in the next second, the terrible situation suddenly fell down. As soon as the woman was about to move again, she was suppressed by the general trend. She found that in the general trend, there was still a force that was not part of the general trend...

she immediately aroused her soul power.

However, women suppress their own soul state, and there is only one soul in heaven. How to compete with the soul emperor? Under this heavy pressure, the swift and shadowless movement became incomparably slow.

Seeing this in the white night, he seized the opportunity and stabbed at the woman with a sword in one hand.

But just when the sword spirit on the finger was about to hit the woman, a cold light swept up and broke up the sword spirit of the white night again.

White night eyebrows light wrinkle, fixed eyes a look, is that woman's sword.

With a few deep breaths, he carried the magic formula of Mo Wu's sword. A large amount of sword spirit began to ripple around the woman's body, like the sharp teeth and claws of ghosts and gods, which suddenly appeared and caught people off guard.

However, although the woman's speed has decreased, she is still superior to the white night. Moreover, her sharp sword is extremely tricky. She can hold all directions at the same time as if she had survived. For the first time in the daytime, she found that a sword could be used so brilliantly. It seemed that the sword in her hand was no longer a sword, but a person, a peerless expert who sheltered her.

After a circle, Bai Ye's sword Qi can't hurt her half a cent, but because of the sanctity of her body and the profound meaning of the general situation, the woman can't hurt her at all.

The two men were equal.

The red under the head looked very nervous.

”The soul emperor, nine times the general trend, fighting the profound righteousness, and won my younger brother's most proud of the holy war sky soul, but also has the flesh body to become a saint. How can you... A person's talent be so powerful?”

The woman slowly opened her eyes, and her old face finally showed surprise.

”The elder praised it falsely.”

”It's not a fallacy.” The woman shakes her head: ”have to admit, I some despise enemy, however, I pour very hope you can surpass me!”

She took a sword flower, and a wisp of sword grain swung gently and spread to all directions. In the white night, she found that her micro force was infinite, just like the general situation of Mount Tai was suddenly separated by something.

It's the sword of this woman.

”Although I'm just a girl, I have amazing talent in kendo. I've been practicing sword for hundreds of years. I've been honored as the king of swordsman. Although you have such talents, and I've suppressed my accomplishments, I still have my sword skills. It's not easy for you to defeat me! Come again. ”

Women drink low.

On hearing this in the white night, he nodded his head and leaped, and his sword roared.

The two fought again.

The red under the stage, however, is already in a state of panic.

In the whole history of the Vientiane gate, there is only one woman who is honored as the sword emperor. Is this the sword emperor? In this way, the experts of the Vientiane sect who are buried in the illusion of Xiaoxu are actually... Those people?

Red like what thought of, autumn eyes full of shock.

On the challenge arena, the sword spirit is vertical and horizontal, and the two figures are intertwined.

White night's fingers are disorderly, and the sword spirit is crisscross. The woman's long sword is as solid as gold and impeccable. The white night presses it down with the power of the soul emperor, intending to shatter the sword. Even if she can only fly it, she can't do it. Even if she only has a certain soul, her soul power is particularly strong.

Now she can't break white night, and white night can't defeat her.

There is no stalemate between the two sides.

”It's not a way to go on like this. She is called the sword emperor in the end. Her strength is incomparably strong. Even though she has made numerous concessions, her essence is still there. However, if I sacrifice so much power and continue to eliminate it, I will surely lose.”

At night, I feel tired and think of a plan.

He once again sacrificed his sword spirit and killed the general. The woman counterattacked again. The sword edge was orderly and leisurely, which perfectly resisted all the attacks of the white night.

But the moment of the white night seemed to be crazy. The sword was furious, and it kept splashing from the fingers. Like lightning, it kept shuttling around the man.

The man was still calm, and his long sword smashed the spirit of the white night sword.

But in her attack, the white night is also approaching her step by step.

”Want to lose, don't you?”

The woman's eyes are awe inspiring. When the white night comes into the range of her sword attack, the speed suddenly rises, and a sword's profound meaning urges it to open.

In an instant, the suppression power of the general trend and the spirit of heaven burst into pieces.

The snow long sword that broke the sword spirit also stabbed in an instant.

Like a dragon breaking the sky!

Bang!

A sound came out.

Long San.The snow stopped suddenly.

The woman looked at her sword and found that at this moment, the white night even clasped her sword with her palm.

”What?”

As soon as she locks her eyebrows, she immediately urges her sword to be pulled out.

However, the black veins on the white night's body appear directly, and the body of jiuzhuanbumie is fully activated. The strength of moving mountains and splitting the sea acts on the sword, and the snow covered sword is motionless.

When the woman saw this, she lost her voice and cried, ”nine turns can't die out? This is emperor's art! How can you master this technique? ”

Another woman raised his fist and did not answer.

Although the woman could Dodge, she didn't give up her sword. So she forced herself to eat a punch in the white night. She only heard the sound of bang, and she almost fell down. She was quite embarrassed.

This strike represents the end of the battle.

”Won!”

His head is red and his eyes are bright.

The white night is deep in thought.