Speed ​​is power, and power is speed.

The safe distance between the two was torn apart in an instant, and Hanting Hou stabbed directly under the power of destroying the world. Once he was hit, he would not be a matter of either death or injury, and the entire body would not be left.

However, as the sword approached, Yang Meimei's face not only showed any fear of dying, but she was even... smiling!

Yes, she is laughing

The corners of Yang Meimei's lips raised a graceful curve, and a mysterious dark light flashed in her black eyes. Combined with the ink-colored black hair dancing in the wind, she was as beautiful as if she had walked out of an oil painting, which made people dream of...

Dao Kuang didn't understand what Yang Meimei's smile meant. Of course, he would not be pity for his beauty and even burst out with stronger power, and he was about to blow Yang Meimei into irrecognizable powder!

However, no one expected that the moment the sword maniac was about to hit Yang Meimei, the battle situation that had been falling suddenly reversed!

It was not that Yang Meimei burst out with some unimaginable power again, but that the sword maniac... took the initiative to withdraw his move!

For some reason, just as the moment when the sword maniac was about to hit Yang Meimei, his cold eyes suddenly burst out with an unprecedented shock, and he stopped his movements as if he was holding a running carriage!

The power of reversal caused the blood in Dao Kuang to flow backwards. Under the heavy pressure of the super high intensity, the valve was instantly destroyed, the blood vessels burst one after another, and even the sound of muscle breaking that made the scalp numb, and he became a bloody man in the blink of an eye. However, even so, Dao Kuang still tried his best to stop his body!

Finally, at the last moment, Dao Kuang successfully stopped his attack. Hanting Hou rubbed his blade against Yang Meimei's forehead, just like a caressing his lover, cutting off a strand of hair, and then quickly recovered it like an electric shock. The whole person quickly withdrew several meters and distanced himself from Yang Meimei.

This change shocked all the soldiers. They stared at Dao Kuang in confusion. I don’t know why he wanted to withdraw his moves in the middle. This revocation not only failed to kill Yang Meimei, but the backlash of forcibly reclaiming power even caused serious damage to themselves.

The sudden reversal of the battle situation is like a feeling of returning from hell to the world. The sharp contrast between the front and back almost caused the soldiers to have a cardiac arrest.

Yang Meimei touched her forehead casually, blew away the broken hair from her fingertips, and was still smiling.

Daoman stared at the sheep bleat, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes very rarely.

What's going on???

No flaws!!!

What is sword technique? The so-called sword technique is to constantly hone your skills, be able to launch attacks from every angle with perfection, and figure out the dead corners of the attack that the enemy does not notice. When your sword technique is the best in the world, until no one in this world can stop your attack, you are the best in the world.

For the sword maniac who has been obsessed with practicing swords all his life, his sword skills have become extraordinary and saints. He can attack head-on, like thunder and rain, destroying the city in a crack. He can also change his moves in the middle, like a poisonous snake, and breaking the weak points on the side of the enemy.

In this world, there will be flaws when an individual is a person, and there are also sword maniacs themselves. Even though he has never encountered someone who can compete with him in sword techniques, a person always has an eternal enemy in his life - himself.

Therefore, the sword maniac is still constantly honing his sword skills, intending to reduce these flaws, treat himself as a goal, and surpass himself in order to step onto a higher mountain.

But no matter what, flaws cannot be extinct. No matter how many geniuses you have to eat and sleep, you can't see, sounds you can't hear, or things you can't feel. You have to breathe and blink. Everything in the vast world can become your flaws. The so-called combination of man and sword is just a fantasy of a novelist.

But just now, just as Daomao launched an attack, he was shocked to find that there was no flaw in Yang Meimei!

There is no flaw in the slightest

What kind of feeling is that? It seems that no matter what angle you attack, the other party will see through it, every move will be guessed, and even the nerves in the body will be stingy, as if telling the knife maniac: If you are seen through, you will die if you don’t retreat.

On the other hand, Yang Meimei, what did she do? To be precise, she did nothing, and she didn't even have a weapon, just stood there and smiled.

After a long silence, Dao Kuang stopped attacking Yang Meimei, but took back Hanting Hou and strode towards the ruins behind him.

After the stand collapsed, Ou Chen and the generals escaped in time, with no casualties, but at this time they were all covered in dust. When Ou Chen saw Dao Kuang coming back, he was furious: "What are you doing?! Kill her quickly!!"

Dao Kuang didn't even look at Ou Chen, and he reached out and kept digging in the ruins. Tons of gravel were dug out like bubbles. The sky was filled with steel bars and stone chips, and finally he dug to the center with his bare hands.

There, a sword lies.

Ou Chen likes Lan Yang very much, not only because of his beauty, but also because the cold air spreads after the sword is inserted into the dancer's body, and the frozen wound has a subtle beauty.

So, after getting the sheep bleated, Ou Chen took away her Lan Yang and used it as his own spoil, and took it with him every day like a crossbow arrow, as a tool for abuse.

Of course, Ou Chen didn't care about Lan Yang when he escaped. It was buried directly in the ruins, but at this time, Dao Kuang dug it out with his bare hands and pulled it out with his sword and sheath.

Dao Kuang wiped Lan Lian clean with his sleeves, as if it was new, and then strode towards Yang Feiba and threw Lan Lian into her arms.

Immediately afterwards, something that scared everyone.

"Draw the sword." Knife, who had never said a word since he was born, spoke crazily.

Yang Meimei didn't react for a while and was stunned on the spot: "Aren't you mute?"

Daokuang's voice was as simple as the sword in his arms, and the vicissitudes of life came to his face: "No one is worthy of my words."

76 years of life and 76 years of silence are not because of natural disability, but because of the superb skill of swordsmanship, and I have not found even someone who can communicate equally, so I chose to keep silent for the rest of my life.

It sounds absurd, but how many people can taste the loneliness in it?

Looking at Dao Kuang's pupils, there seemed to be a hint of expectation in the coldness. Yang Meimei saw this and covered her lips and chuckled, and asked with interest: "I deserve it?"

Dao Kuang no longer gave any explanation, pointed Hanting Hou at Yang Meimei, and still said two words: "Draw the sword."
Chapter completed!