Master of Unlimited Luck

Murong Ruo Jiao screamed, and leaped forward to blow the snow to Ximen.

It's just that the sword power is lingering, like cutting but not cutting, like a 28 woman who first sees an enamoured man, wants to go up but hesitates...

Before the sword arrived, a soft sword intent had already spread.

"what?"

Ximen Chuuxue was startled, his face already showed the joy of seeing the hunt!

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight

A sword is out.

Ximen Chuuxue's complexion changed.

In his life, he has faced not one thousand swordsmen, but also eight hundred. Among them, if you say that the martial arts is stronger than the woman in front of him, there are almost too many to count.

But as pure as this woman, it is really rare.

even……

The sword in this woman's hand is even more unheard of.

A sword pierced, the sword has not yet arrived, a feeling of first love has already invaded his heart instantly, even though Ximen Chuuxue's heart is like ice, facing this fierce sword force, he still feels unexpectedly. The face of the sword-wielding girl in front of me seemed to look like Sun Xiuqing...

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is capable of magic, naturally and clearly aware that this is not something that fools people's hearts such as illusion, but simply relies on the sword to arouse the tenderness in the enemy's heart and kill the opponent's fighting spirit.

Such swordsmanship is truly unprecedented!

Neither he nor Ye Gucheng seemed to have practiced such a sword technique that can control the heart!

Even if he was anxious to meet Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuuxue was unwilling to be disrespectful in the face of such excellent swordsmanship. This woman's martial arts is far from being comparable to himself, but the creator of this swordsmanship is definitely strong. Far above him, this kind of magical swordsmanship is enough to allow himself to stay here.

"Today, Ximen Chuuxue used the sword in his hand to see the scenery of the sages!"

Ximen Chuuxue is extremely rare. He did not release the sword, but withdrew one after another... a hot expression appeared under his eyes, and his fingertips flicked slightly over the long sword in his hand. There was a crisp blade sound, and the meaning of Xiao killing immediately spread everywhere, and the affection was hazy. The sword realm gives life to life.

Although he doesn't know how to Murong Ruo's magical swordsmanship, but he has refined the ruthless swordsmanship for many years, only inspiring his own sword intent to kill, which is naturally not a difficult task.

As soon as the Sword Realm was gone, Murong Ruo's original powerful sword immediately stagnated. Even though it had not been defeated, its power had already gone seven or eight. The sword moves were still there, but the killing intent was gone.

With just a single flick, Murong Ruo broke his sword skills. Although Murong Ruo knew that Ximen Chuuxue's strength was far above him, he still couldn't help but change slightly, and shouted: "Senior is really amazing, please take the second style of junior ——Love network!!!"

The voice falls!

The long sword suddenly picks up, traverses a series of tangled circles of swords, circles in circles, although it is just a sword, it is densely distributed in the air, as if to trap the enemy’s lives and lives in it, but this move But it is not at all murderous, on the contrary, it is also gentle and tender...

Su Jing's expression moved slightly, and he has recognized that Murong Ruo had defeated the Crane Bi Weng directly with this move. He Bi Weng was a master of the Divine Sea Realm, which was four or five higher than Murong Ruo. Realm, but it is impossible to escape this sword ultimate move!

Now it seems that Murong Ruo's set of swordsmanship, at the lowest level, may also go hand in hand with his own.

He couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "So, I hate famous disciples, and I get the exercises that I have worked so hard to get. They get them just like playing, and there are special people to teach them, so I am not afraid of going crazy."

And this sword technique that once won a great victory in Hebi Weng also made Ximen Chuuxue's eyes more joyful. Although it was only a two-style sword move, it seemed to have opened up another world for him. It was himself. Never set foot in the world.

It turns out that the sword can still be used like this!

It turns out that a sword can control the emotions of others, and even use a sword to interpret a story.

"Good swordsmanship!!!"

He shouted, and the long sword suddenly burst into a bright light under the moonlight. This style of love was tangled ~ afflicted, but he could not dodge at all, but he never had to dodge, the sword took the middle palace and faced With the overwhelming love network, he gave a soft sigh and said: "Look at my Huijian cuts the love silk!!!"

The heart is like ice and iron, no matter how irritable the foreign love network is, he is not moved at all, just a sword cut...

The two swords meet!

Murong Ruo snorted, and the hand holding the sword seemed to be electrocuted, and she trembled suddenly. She gritted her teeth and held the sword that was almost released. However, Ximen Fuxue's zeal was far stronger than him. Even if she held the sword, she was still Can't help but fly backwards lightly...

Su Jing's expression moved and said, "Be careful!"

He leaned forward and caught Murong Ruo's back...but the color of the back changed slightly, his arms turned lightly, and the jade had been used to move the flowers, and the force was directly directed to the ground, and the ground under his feet suddenly shattered. Come!

But precisely because of this, after catching Murong Ruo, Su Jing didn't take a step back, and had already deflated Ximen Chuuxue's anger!

Ximen Chuuxue unconsciously showed a bit of shame on his face, and it flashed past, like an illusion. For him, the most despised is the kind of brash man who deceives others and defeats ten guilds. Use one point, never more than half a point, this is his habit of waiting for people who use swords.

But just facing that type of love, the best cracking method he could imagine for a while was just to use his force to break the skill, and then instinctively did it.

Although he successfully pushed the enemy back, in his opinion, this is not in line with his behavior, but he is undoubtedly a disadvantage!

With a deep sigh, he said: "Good swordsmanship, I just used my strength to push people, let's come again! Are you the ten swords of extreme love? Come, you will make the third sword!"

Murong Ruo sighed: "Ten swords of extreme affection. Each sword represents a different emotion. It is a pity that I have not yet controlled the third sword of Acacia. Otherwise, I must ask Senior Yazheng."

"You only learned two swords?"

You can clearly see the sluggish expression on Ximen Chuuxue's face flashing past, and then becoming extremely speechless.

That kind of feeling is like a foodie who has been hungry for three days and three nights. Just after eating half full, he was directly removed from the mountains and seas in front of him.

Murong Ruo sternly said: "My purpose is to stop Senior here, and I don't understand. Senior knowing that his mood is unstable at this time, why still insist on looking for Ye Gucheng to be higher and lower?"

"You do not understand?"

Ximen Chuuxue laughed infrequently, and sighed: "That can only prove that you are not careful enough with your sword! When your sword has become your person, you will know that you are never willing to let your Jian was half wronged."

"FK U!"

Murong Ruo returned the sword to its sheath and said, "Thank you senior for your advice!"

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to see all the ten forms of extreme emotions, but fortunately I have another challenge next..."

Ximen Chuuxue smiled again, "Thank you for the reminder you just gave me. I suddenly realized a type of sword move. Although I haven't used it before, I believe that even if I face Ye City Lord's Flying Immortal, I will definitely not be defeated. Maybe it was like this before, but now it may not be!"

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-nine You Are Killing Perfectionism

Ximen Chuuxue ran toward the South Study Room again.

Su Jing just wanted to stop again, but was directly held by Murong Ruo, but left a fluttering sentence that I wish Senior a great victory.

Then it ended, it seemed that I really just wanted to learn about Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship, and had no other meaning.

Although Su Jing was puzzled, after all, it was about herself and her task, and Murong Ruo would naturally not be foolish. She definitely had her decision.