The blue sword curtain is like a training exercise, and it is like the galaxy that has fallen from the sky, unstoppable.

The Red Gold Sword Aggression is still just an innate sword Aggression. No matter how innate internal strength condensed, it lacks the baptism of vitality, and ultimately cannot undergo essential transformation.

But the sharpness of that sword, but the persistence of that sword, even the ruthless little sword deeply felt the firmness of unrepentance in it!

The magic weapon is unsheathed, and you will die without any resentment!

I have no resentment to death, and if she dies because of this, she will have no regrets!

Is this a kind of trust that sublimates emotions to the extreme, or is it a selfishness that is essentially deeply rooted in the bone marrow?

Even the purely rational Xiao Jian could not tell whether Chu Xiang was very in love with Zishan. Even this kind of relationship had surpassed life and death, and established trust in each other on life. Or maybe this was just a selfish and reasonable manifestation of his nature.

But the little sword can be sure that if this sword is slashed, he will definitely die!

The momentum of the river going eastward is unstoppable. But Chu Xiang's sword has surpassed the meaning of swordsmanship. I am afraid that even the endless flood will be cut off by a sword!

Faced with this terrible sharp edge, Xiaojian chose to retreat!

Is he not wanting to kill Zishan, or is he just caring about his own life?

This is like Chu Xiang’s heart at this moment, which is elusive.

Once the castration ends, the sword curtain dissipates, and the crisis in the purple shirt is resolved.

With a spinning body, the small sword flew backwards, and the divine weapons in his hand instantly stabbed the eight swords towards the fiery sword aura!

Eight swords, eight flaws, the only eight flaws after Chu Xiang transforms into the rainbow. The sword rainbow with only eight flaws is perfect!

But facing the omnipotent "break" of Dugu Nine Swords, Chu Xiang, who was already seriously injured, had no intention of avoiding it at all. Instead, he chose to face it and compete for the edge!

Attack! Attack! Attack again! Advance without retreat! Death without life!

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win! I will die in exchange for you to be destroyed!

At this moment, in everyone's eyes, the persistent sword intent transformed. It was like a silkworm pupa breaking through and turning into a flying butterfly!

In an instant, Chu Xiang escaped into the realm of no thought. There was no more small sword in his eyes, no more eight sword lights containing infinite power, completely telling the skill of "breaking". All that was left was Kong Ming who transcended the world!

The obsession that was blinded by Tongming Sword's heart suddenly broke through, but did not dissipate, but evolved in another sense.

That obsession is no longer just persistence.

That's crazy! It's courage! It's faith!

When a person is so persistent that he is fearless, he believes that he is incomparable from his heart. Then with this belief, what else can stop him in the world!?

An invisible ripples quietly exploded from the fiery sword aura, silently.

That is the power of jing God, the power of will, the power of soul, and the power of faith!

The eight green sword lights were twisted and dissipated strangely. The small sword that was originally hidden behind the sword light surged in its eyes!

Retreat! Retreat again!

First, he fought hard with the two legends, and forced his efforts to fight back, but at least 80% of his combat power was left. Facing Chu Xiang, whose combat power was only half at most, he chose to give in without hesitation!!!

............

"Fighting is courage!"

Thousands of feet away, Liuyun, who had no movement at all when Xiaojian took action from beginning to end, had a stiff smile on the corner of his mouth.

The little sword was defeated!

............

A few hours of lurking, thousands of calculations, waiting for work, and a perfect surprise attack.

The strategy of the small sword is not bad, it cannot be said to be endless.

If Chu Xiang was replaced by anyone, he would have to follow the footsteps of the other two legends because of "sense". However, the absolutely rational little sword never thought that there would be someone more ruthless in this world than himself. As the undefeated little sword, he never thought that in this world, there would really be a sword force that would make him have an incomparable thought!

While retreating, I saw that the divine weapon in Xiaojian's hand was constantly changing its direction, like a poisonous snake, looking for the opponent's flaws. However, the serious face and the depths of his eyes were inexplicably waving in surprise, revealing the real situation of Xiaojian at this moment.

He actually had no idea how to start!

Little sword, which has already reached the limit of the world, has a unique skill, and at this moment, facing the little edge that is close to him, he can't find any flaws!

impossible!

Perfection can be pursued, but not expecting to have it! This has always been the sentence Xiaojian agrees most!

As strong as the Queen of Sunflower, as strong as the Sunflower Book, the world's number one skill will definitely leave a flaw when you take action! The only flaw!

The reason why the Sunflower Book is invincible and ranks first is simply because with the non-human speed, the only flaw is fleeting and cannot be captured by ordinary people.

But this also represents that even if the world is the best, it is not perfect. This is the constant truth of the universe!

Perfection cannot be controlled by people. Without any martial arts, there is no flaw.

But, the sword aura in front of me, the sword aura that had clearly had eight flaws just now, was suddenly wrapped in an invisible force, deducing it to perfection!

Crazy, too crazy!

The divine weapon in Xiaojian's hand could no longer see the original body, and the sword shadow was like a curtain, but it did not show half of Dugu's sword energy!

A drop of sweat slid from the forehead of the little sword.

Just as sweat hangs on the eyelashes, covering the eyes.

The magic weapon in his hand finally stopped moving, and an equally fierce blue sword aura appeared around the small sword. The small sword that has always won the last path left, breaking the strong with strength!

One percent of a second later, the unstoppable Red Golden Sword Rainbow finally hit the blue sword aura that barely exploded!

At this moment, in the place where thousands of eyes gather, a little light that transcends the light, the light that was so fierce that it was burning in the light, silently, expanding little by little...

The unexpected loud noise was like an old movie. Against the blazing white background, everything originally turned into monotonous gray, like ink and wash.

An ancient, ink-painted scroll unfolded, and the fiery white light suddenly burst out in the middle of the scroll!

Qingyi and others had not had time to calm down their horror, and their eyes were completely swallowed by the darkness...

A blink of an eye or surpassing eternity. When the two strongest legends restored their sight, they only saw two flying figures.

Qingfeng felt that the meridians were cracked, and the trauma that he suffered from the little sword power rival just now broke out until then. Yi Yun, who was standing beside him, had already sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath. However, Qingfeng, who was always paying attention to the battle, endured the pain and pulled his breath towards Chu Xiang, intending to catch him. There was only someone who was faster than him...

The purple shadow flashed, and the purple shirt's face was covered with tears. At a speed several times faster than the breeze, he jumped up in the air to take Chu Xiang and hugged him in his arms.

Qingfeng was stunned, and felt a little shocked by the superb light skills of the purple shirt. Then, he sat cross-legged like Yiyun, and began to adjust his breathing.

The tears in the purple shirt flowed down one by one, dripping on Chu Xiang's pale face, splashing tears.

He didn't care about the care in his heart, the purple shirt trembled, took out the spirit of the Shenzong from his arms, and hurriedly stuffed it into Chu Xiang's mouth.

However, the fragrant and refreshing treasure pill slid from the corner of Chu Xiang's mouth powerlessly...

The blue shadow, which was also thrown away from a distance, flipped over in the air, staggered, and barely landed smoothly.

Xiao Jian’s face at this time is not much better than Chu Xiang.

After a deep look at the purple and white shadow, Xiao Jian flipped his palm and took out several silver needles, nailed several large xues on his backhand, and then he did not look back and left without turning his head.

The small sword with 80% strength and 50% combat power collided head-on. The small sword was seriously injured and fled far away, and the white sword was not sure about life and death...

When Qingyi and others recovered their vision one after another, they were the sad purple-white figure...

A small bottle fell to the ground, and more than a dozen pills worth over 100 million were spilled all over the ground...

............

In the empty hall, Jian Xixin was thinking carefully, but before he could think about it, the disciple who had just left hurriedly ran in again.

Looking at the disciple who was full of panic and could not even walk steadily, Jian Xixin's face clearly showed a little displeasure.

However, as a mature superior, he did not speak out for his reproach.

"What's the matter of panic?"

The cold voice was filled with majesty as unique as before. The disciple knew that as long as one answered badly and made Deputy Sect Master Jian unhappy, his career would be bleak.

But at this moment, he had just received the news, so he could not care about his image and career.

Even forgot the etiquette, the disciple trembled and looked straight at Jian Xixin and said, "Deputy, Deputy Sect Master, my subordinate just received the news. Sect Master, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it..."

Suddenly he stood up, Jian Huaxin slapped the faucet carved on the armrest of the seat with one palm, and said angrily: "Bastard! What are you talking nonsense!"

Facing Jian Xixin's anger, the disciple put aside his last concerns, straightened his body, and said with hissing: "Deputy Sect Master Jian, his disciples come to report, the Sect Master Chu won the battle, but he did not want to be attacked by the thief Xiaojian, who was seriously injured and in critical condition!"

Jian Xixin staggered and fell on the throne of the palm. His face looked a little pale and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How, maybe!!!"

There were only two left in the empty hall, with a slightly panicked and rapid breathing sound...

............

"Block all news, Qingfeng and Liuyun, come back to the sect with me now!"

The delicate purple shadow hugged Chu Xiang's tall body, but it didn't look awkward at all.

Zishan's face was solemn, and she ordered coldly, and her tone was filled with an irresistible smell.

There was almost no hesitation. The breeze that had just finished breathing and the flowing clouds that were rushing towards him, one left and one right, protected Chu Xiang's purple shirt in the center.
To be continued...