Winter snow "In the past, the sword of winter snow refined by Gongye Wufeng was indeed comparable to my autumn dew, but now that the autumn dew has come out, I am afraid that there may not be another winter snow in the world."
There was a bit of arrogance in the tone of the star chaser.
Yue Shi slowly pulled out the long sword he was holding, his movements were very slow, every movement was very clear, and even with a trace of indescribable tenderness In his originally indifferent gaze, there was a faint hint of fanaticism, a kind of fanaticism with wholehearted piety The sword is unsheathed Everyone sighed, and there seemed to be a bit of disdain in the sigh.
It's just because this sword is too mediocre.
If it is said that the flying sword of the head of Kunlun, although it is not a divine weapon, it is at least a high-grade flying sword.
Then the sword of Yue Shi is far inferior in comparison.
The light of this sword was dim, there was no brilliance at all, as if it was just made of ordinary mortal iron, and there were faint scratches at the mouth of the sword, as if it was a trace of friction over the years, and the hilt of the sword was not carved with heavy immortal patterns like the flying swords of other cultivators, but a copper hilt, but it had been sharpened to a smooth finish.
The only thing that makes people puzzled is that this sword, the blade of which is very thin, as thin as a piece of paper Yue Shi held the long sword, and his body suddenly faintly exuded a depressing aura, and the people standing a little closer to him seemed to naturally take half a step back.
Master Yue's eyes didn't look at chasing stars, but he just looked at the long sword in his hand, and said lightly: "I entered the sect at the age of seven, I was originally a boy under the seat of my mentor Ling Xiaozi, and I was given the grace of my mentor to teach me kendo I am three hundred and nineteen years old this year, counting up, it has been three hundred and twelve years of practicing kendo for three hundred and twelve years, I don't practice immortal arts, I don't practice magic weapons, I don't control the wind, I eat and sleep, I hold this sword."
His tone was indifferent, as if he was telling a very simple matter: "This sword is three feet three inches long, and it was a pity that it originally weighed thirteen catties and four taels, but now it only weighs twelve catties and one tael."
Speaking of this, his eyes showed a little pride.
The others were a little dazed when they heard it, but Xiao Lei's eyes immediately lit up In the past three hundred years, Yue Shi has only used such a sword Most cultivators in the world, when they practice swordsmanship, they just find a flying sword at the beginning and start learning the introduction, and when they have a certain foundation in swordsmanship, they will find a good sword of higher grade to replace.
When the swordsmanship has a certain attainment, it will be replaced with a better grade and higher level sword to use.
Mostly.
This Yue Shi actually used a sword all his life As for the change in weight That means: he painstakingly cultivated the sword, and blunted the sword from the sharp tip of the sword, and then he was reluctant to change the sword, and he sharpened the blunt sword again and again, and so many times I don't know how many times the sword has been sharpened and lightened That's why this blade is so thin Thinking of this, Xiao Lei suddenly felt a sense of admiration for Yue Sheng's students.
Any person who has done something with this kind of fanaticism and has persisted for more than 300 years So, think about what kind of realm he can reach Yue Shi had already stretched out his palm and gently wiped his sword edge, and at this moment, something strange happened The people present were all cultivators, and everyone clearly felt that Master Yue obviously did not have any mana fluctuations on his body, but as his palm slowly wiped the sword blade, on the originally dull sword blade, wherever he had rubbed it, a dazzling sword qi suddenly erupted inch by inch The sword qi seemed to be hot, but it also seemed to be cold, and it surged out inch by inch, and suddenly this sword was completely different A hint of silver light flickered, as if Seems Winter snow And at this time, Master Yue slowly raised his head, his face was like an ancient well, he looked at the star chaser, and said lightly: "Master Yue in Shuzhong, bring yourself to refine the winter snow, and seek to fight the autumn dew" Chasing Xingzi was finally moved, he stared closely at the sword in Yue Shi's hand, and slowly exhaled: "Please take out the sword" After saying these three words, the crowd retreated again.
Xiao Lei seemed to hesitate for a moment, glanced at Master Yue, but finally did not speak.
Chasing Xingzi and Yue Shi met and stood up.
Xing Chaizi's body was filled with a brilliant ice blue light, and the Qiu Lu Sword in his hand was even more dazzling like a blue sun falling to the ground, and his long hair fluttered, like a god In contrast, Yue Shi stood about a dozen paces away from him, dressed in a gray robe, with a calm complexion, standing with his head down, his eyes covered by his hair, but people did not invite his gaze.
All over his body, the only thing that showed some extraordinary brilliance was the long sword in his hand.
But although the light was extraordinary, in front of the brilliant autumn dew sword like the scorching sun, it was still too dim, like a tiny firefly Everyone stared at the two people in the field with bated breath, but Xiao Lei suddenly sat down cross-legged, supporting his chin with one hand.
Next to her, Dan Xiazi had already put Jade Zi on the ground and lay down, and the blood stains on Jade Zi's face had been wiped off.
But Dan Xiazi's face became more and more solemn.
"How's that?"
sighed Xiaoyaozi.
"Alas" Dan Xiazi hesitated for a moment, and said: "The surname of the head of Kunlun is no problem, his golden body is just beginning, and it is difficult for ordinary spells to hurt his magic body at all, but the sword qi of the star chaser is too powerful If a simple arm is gone, I still have some good spirit grass here, at most, please ask the head of Xiaoyao to help spend some mana, help him reshape an arm, and cultivate for a few years, it's fine, but now" He looked a little embarrassed: "You also saw it just now, Jade Jizi's mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and ears are bleeding, This is not to be able to recover with mana, at this moment, the injury is no longer in progress, the external injuries on the body, it will take ten days and half a month to recover, but this eye is injured, but I can't help it, and the eyes of the head of Kunlun have been blinded by the sword qi, and the eardrum is almost completely broken, even after healing, the eyes can't see, the ears can't hear."
Xiaoyaozi was gloomy.
The dignified head of Kunlun has actually become a blind man and a deaf man When the star chaser participated in the conference three hundred years ago, although his mana was not bad, it was far inferior to the jade girl, why was it so strong in the past three hundred years Thinking that he had bent his fingers to play his sword just now, he almost shook himself to the point that one of his arms was gone You must know that just now, Xiaoyaozi has already transported the "anti-heaven formula" of the Xiaoyao faction At the beginning, he defeated Xianyin and Jun Jian and the other four elders of the Xuange by himself with the trick of defying the heavens, but now he was almost destroyed by the other party's sword qi and broke his arm, Xiaoyaozi glanced at the field heavily At this time, the two people in the field still did not move Xiao Lei suddenly said: "Miao Yan" "Hmm" Miao Yan held Xiao Lei's hand: "What's the matter with the husband?"
"Do you think Yue Shi can win" Xiao Lei suddenly smiled, but he smiled a little strangely.
Miao Yan thought about it sideways and said, "I don't know."
The two of them spoke in a voice that was not soft, and everyone next to them heard it, but they all showed disapproving looks.
It seems that no one thinks that Yue Shi can have the ability to fight with the star chaser It's really the strength that the star chaser showed just now is too strong He was almost unfettered, and he broke Kunlun's Zhen Sect's peerless "Thunder Word Formula", and with the power of the last sword, he almost almost killed the head of Kunlun who was among the five masters in the world on the spot Almost everyone was shocked by this outrageous strength of the star chaser However, it seems that faintly, some people feel that chasing stars seems to be this kind of strength.
After all, he is now the owner of the Autumn Dew Sword Xiao Lei didn't care what others thought, and said slowly: "Well, Miao Yan, do you think that in today's world, who else can win him" Miao Yan smiled and said, "I don't know about this, but I think if Qinglingzi is here, he will naturally be able to win him, husband, you are not what you used to be, and you are not afraid of him if you want to come."
Well, and those other brothers of yours."
Xiao Lei suddenly sighed, glanced at Miao Yan, shook his head and said: "You are wrong" Xiao Lei's face was solemn, and said: "I'm afraid this star chasing is not simple" There was a little weirdness between his eyebrows: "Just now he sent out a sword, I seem to be able to feel that there seems to be a fluctuation of power in his body, do you say that my senior brothers can win him, hehe, in fact, it may not be" Miao Yan frowned and said, "It's not necessarily that this star chaser is powerful."
Xiao Lei shook his head: "If it is simply a matter of cultivation, my three senior brothers and one senior sister are all stronger than him."
If it is a surname to kill, it is not difficult to kill the star chaser, but if you simply talk about this sword, I'm afraid hehe, except for Qinglingzi, there is no one who can compare to him, after all, he is now on swords, and he can only use swordsmanship, and other skills cannot be used. ” Miao Yan suddenly said: "Then what if it's your husband?"
"I" Xiao Lei smiled and said: "If I usually meet him elsewhere, if I want to kill him, I am at least seventy percent sure that if I use a little more means, I will have at least seven or eight ways to kill this guy, but if I am here today, if I have to compare kendo, then I ask myself, it is only five or five." ” "What about the Yue Shi?"
"Yue Shi" Xiao Lei said slowly, word by word: "Yue Shi may be able to win, or he may be able to lose, but I hope he doesn't win, because if he wants to win, then the price and end will be his own death."
As soon as the dead word in his mouth came out, the Yue Shi in the field suddenly moved To be continued: