In fact, she did confront people just now, just after she muttered the words, just before the huge word Wuji, a faint figure appeared.She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could clearly notice that he glanced at her lightly, then drew his sword and began to dance Yun Yueyao looked at it seriously, and when she saw the other party stop, she just wanted to think about it carefully, and then she heard a majestic voice explode in Zhihai: "Come and see." ”Yun Yueyao thought of something, didn't talk nonsense, and directly drew her sword and did it.And when she danced seven times, more and more in place each time, and more skilled than once until the seventh time, the majestic voice rose again: "Try it with the old man." ”Yun Yueyao immediately stopped, confronted the faint figure, and waited for the other party to make a move.The phantom first paused, and when he saw that the little girl was confronting him, he did not have a trace of fear, but was full of fighting spirit and ready to go, but he was a little surprised, and he also had a trace of expectation for the next move.He stood proudly, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but his posture was like a sword, sharp and sharp.I saw that his wrist moved, the pitch-black long sword in his hand flipped over, and then his right hand was only raised at will, and a chilling sword qi flew out from the top of Ling Zhang's head, directly attacking Yun Yueyao.Yun Yueyao didn't dodge or dodge, she also raised her hand and swung her sword, and the same sword qi collided towards that sword qi.Although it was the same, Yun Yueyao's one was obviously much weaker, and Yun Yueyao's backhand was another sword qi draw, until the third sword was thrown, which offset the power of that sword qi, and together with it, it turned into a gang wind turbulence and blew towards the surrounding Ling Feng and the elders on both sides of the column were all stunned to watch this scene until the gang wind turbulence dispersed, and everyone opened the aura shield to resist as if they had just woken up from a dream.And at this time, the second wave of attacks of the two people who confronted each other started again This time, the faint figure once again sacrificed a stronger sword qi than the last time, and the sword intent in it already had the fire of the three layers of the word Wuji, Yun Yueyao took a few steps back, opened up enough distance, and waved the sword while retreating, and the figure that flew up and down was like a butterfly.It wasn't until the nine swords came out that the power of the sword of the phantom was neutralized, and the hall could only fly again with the wind Ling A incense burner that the head of the sect loved on weekdays suffered an unwarranted disaster, and was cut into several pieces by the gangfeng, but he ignored it, but stared straight at the scene in front of him Before the third sword was launched, the voice of the phantom exploded again in Yun Yueyao's sea of knowledge: "The sword dao swordsmanship has been comprehended, but the actual combat has not grown." ”In a word, Yun Yueyao was puzzled for a moment, and realized that this time, she took the initiative to perform the junior salute, and said: "Please advise the ancestor" After finishing speaking, she had already taken the lead, and a sword intent mixed with majestic sea and raging waves struck the phantom figure in front of the word Wuji, and the figure was still covered behind her with one hand, and the pitch-black long sword in her right hand rose again, but she did not fight back like Yun Yueyao's sword intent, but condensed the sword intent on the sword body, and connected the huge sword tip in front of her body was full of sword cultivation, although they couldn't see the faint figure, I couldn't even see how he made a move, but the transformation sword intent that Yun Yueyao sent out began to disintegrate from the tip of the sword at a speed that was difficult for them to see with the naked eye, just like a wave crashing on the stone bank, shattering into a wave and like an ice cube hitting an ice pick, splashing ice slag 46xx4911131