Me, sword fairy!

Not thinking out, but instinctively responding first.

In close hand-to-hand combat, swing at least fifty times a second with swords, and half of them for block and evasion.

In other words, every fifty-fifth of a second, there are three choices of sword, attack, block, or dodge. You must first'see' the opponent's sword, and then change the action you have to do from The brain is transferred to the arm, and then the arm is moved. Is it enough for one fifty-fifth of a second?

The answer is not enough, not enough.

As said at the beginning, Emperor Tiandao can make three hundred punches in one second, but the number of hits is marked from one to three hundred. It is impossible for Emperor Tiandao to fight by number. It is absolutely impossible.

There is only one person in the world who can do this, and that is Su Wangyou.

But the fact is that even if there is no such speed of reaction and response, the two are still engaged in such a high-intensity hand-to-hand battle. What do they rely on?

The answer is—instinct.

The instinct of being a swordsman is an instinct that is carved into the bones and will never be forgotten even in death.

In high-intensity close combat, it is almost impossible to see every move and formula of the opponent clearly, and then calculate the perfect solution before deciding to block or dodge—the reason why one is added is almost, It is because there are such cases as Su Wangyou. In fact, even Li Qinglian can't do this, but no one in the world is worthy of fighting him hand-to-hand.

Therefore, after seeing the flaw of the other party, both of them subconsciously reacted, following their own instincts, and attacked the flaw of the other party!

And because of the flaws he had deliberately exposed before, this scene became different.

From an outsider's point of view, it is...

Both of them gave up their defense, held their own swords, and stabbed each other's deadly spots with an endless attitude!

That way————It’s like killing the opponent at the cost of his own life!

The sword breaks the wind and goes straight to the dead spot!

At this moment — — memories reappeared.

A rainy night.

The two girls who were all wounded and fled hurriedly.

The warrior of the Taoist name Jinghongzi entered the palace alone, and forcibly saved the two who were mortal, but he was dragged deep in the palace by the three immortal realms of the world empire. , Already has consciousness.

The pursuit of the Universe Empire continues.

Don't give in————Never give in!

As if speaking to the Yue girl, and as if reminding herself, the Mo girl kept whispering, only the unyielding will in her eyes became more and more hot.

[No need to talk nonsense...I won't give in!

The same thing for the Yue female is to stumble, only the flame in her eyes never goes out.

[We...to live, not only for ourselves, but also for the righteous man!Mo Nu's voice is heavy. From her point of view, it is absolutely impossible for Jinghongzi who was surrounded by her to survive.

[Live... and get revenge!

The two supported each other, their bodies were almost completely scrapped, and occasionally spit out something, not knowing whether it was blood or internal organ fragments, or both.

They supported each other, crawling hard on the muddy loess ground, very embarrassed.

[Live...Don't give in!

[Live!ink!

They told themselves, and they told each other, to live, to live anyway.

They are almost deceiving each other, deceiving themselves.

It was an injury with a survival rate of less than one percent, but they told themselves over and over again.

[We can survive, we can!

for sure!

The long night of heavy rain, biting cold, heavy raindrops.

The deepest despair leads to the most tenacious and unyielding will.

In the end they all really survived.

No one knows the heaviness of life better than these two.

Then, they both want to take each other's life now, even if they die because of it.

Two sharp swords pierced the hearts of both sides at the same time.

This was originally a flaw that was deliberately sold, but...Both sides attacked each other's flaws, thus ignoring themselves - perhaps not caring about themselves at all.

Mo Nuo, whose inner energy could not run completely, her face was as white as paper, she let go of her sword as soon as the long sword pierced Yue Nu's heart, blood overflowed, and she knelt down weakly.

The Yue girl, who was completely invaded by the cold, was hit again, knowing that she was hopeless. Of course, the most important thing was that she knew that Mo Nu was the same, so she also let go of her sword and collapsed. To the ground.

Facing death, both of them looked surprisingly calm.

There is no regret, rage, disbelief, no pain, regret, or sadness.

The girl murmured like a dream.

"I said, Mo...Why did we get this far?"

For a long time, for a long time, there was no answer.

Yue Nu turned her head hard and saw Mo Nu who had lost her breath.

Being taken into the body by a different kind of internal qi without internal qi... naturally dies quickly.

Yue Nu retracted her gaze, and her soul was almost frozen by the chill.

But she suddenly moved, crawling hard, and finally leaned against Mo Nu.

She stretched out her arms without a trace of vitality and gently hugged Mo Nu.

In the Universal Palace, the young Yue girl smiled and hugged the unsmiling Mo girl, and said intimately: "Good night."

The girl opened her mouth and exhausted all her strength.

"Late...a."

In the end, the An character failed to export.

The chill completely destroyed her body, Yuenv could no longer control her body to say the last syllable, and she couldn't even smile.