Global Selection: Only I Know the Story

"Just arrived a moment ago, sorry to have waited for you."

Not far away, the sound of sword chanting sounded, a sword light shot up into the sky, and landed opposite Ximen Chuxue, and a figure came immediately, graceful and unparalleled.

This Jinluan Palace is quite high. Tianyu tried it and felt that if he relied entirely on his jumping ability, he might be a little embarrassed and his posture would not be very graceful.

So he simply performed half of the move of Tianwai Feixian, broke through the air, and it seemed that there was no problem.

Strength is a matter of time, handsomeness is a matter of a lifetime.

"What a Tianwai Feixian, it is really natural, worthy of being the Lord of Ye!" Ximen Chuxue looked at Tianyu and exclaimed.

He had a little admiration in his heart. Before the competition started, he performed his strongest unique skills, and didn't care whether he could see the truth or not.

Obviously, this was an unparalleled confidence and pride in his swordsmanship.

96𝖘𝖍𝖚.𝖓𝖊𝖙】

Believe that this move of flying fairy from the sky is an unbreakable sword technique!

In fact, this is exactly the case. Ximen Chuxue looked at it and had no idea how to crack it. He could only attack and the stronger one would win!

In comparison, it was a little petty to use Qinggong to float here.

"Mr. Ximen, please." Tianyu hugged the sword as a salute.

He actually didn't know how to call Ximen Chuxue, and he shouted it out for some unknown reason.

At the moment he shouted, what appeared in his mind was not Ximen Chuxue, but another person with the same surname Ximen, named Ximen Qing

"Just call me Ximen Manor Master."

Ximen Chuxue frowned, always feeling that this title was a little wrong.

Of course, "Daguanren" is a title for men with wealth and power, high social status, or rich children. As the owner of Wanmei Villa, he can naturally bear this title, but it feels a bit inexplicable.

The next moment, this trace of distracting thoughts was cut off by Ximen Chuxue and turned into nothingness.

"Well, Master Ximen, the battle between you and me today may determine the winner and the loser, and also decide life and death." Tianyu said lightly.

"I really wish, but I dare not ask you. City Lord, please!" Ximen Chuxue slowly stretched out his hand and flicked the scabbard gently.

This is a pair of pale and slender hands, with meticulously trimmed nails.

Stable, dry, and even a little sharp sword intent, as if the sword energy was shot out in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Ximen Chuxue has become as cold and sharp as his sword, without any human emotions at all.

The figures flashed, and the masters who were watching scattered one after another, as if they wanted to find a good position.

But intentionally or unintentionally, these people surrounded the emperor and others.

Wei Ziyun and the other four changed their expressions and quickly protected the emperor.

Several more sounds of clothes being emptied were heard, and seven or eight men dressed as Jinyiwei jumped up and stood on the top of the Jinluan Palace.

These Jinyiwei were graceful and light, and obviously had extraordinary skills. They were far away from those Jianghu people, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Sister Gongsun, these people have nothing to do with City Lord Ye, right?" Lu Xiaofeng looked a little uneasy and asked Gongsun Lan.

"I don't know, but he didn't tell me to take care of these people."

"Everyone disperse and wait and see." Gongsun Lan thought for a while and shook her head.

"What about you?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

"Amitabha, the monk is honest, and the monk knows nothing."

"I am willing to obey the orders of the hero Lu."

"I can only steal things, and I can't fight. I just watch the excitement of this kind of thing."

The honest monk, Sikong Zhaixing and others expressed their opinions. Although the melons in the palace are lively and interesting, after eating the melons, they may lose their heads. Obviously, everyone does not intend to make a fuss.

"Then let's wait and see." Lu Xiaofeng thought about it and sighed.

He and the little emperor have never met before. Even if something happens later, there is no need to run over to protect him. Besides, there are so many masters around him that he may not be needed.

"Let's start." Tianyu glanced and said calmly.

"Okay."

Ximen Chuxue knocked heavily on the scabbard, and the sword light shot out from Ximen Chuxue's scabbard like a dragon.

The cold sword light swept through the void, like a pool of autumn water, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the void, extremely bright, and the sword energy rushed to the sky.

This sword light seemed to transcend the limitations of time and space, like thunder, like a raging tide, more like a flash of lightning, a divine sword that fell from the sky.

The brilliance was dazzling, and even the full moon in the sky seemed to have lost its color.

Although it was just a sword, Tianyu was covered by the sword energy all over his body due to the sword light.

Ximen Chuxue's swordsmanship was pure and clean, like the snow on the iceberg, without any impurities, and even not good-looking at all.

All of Ximen Chuxue's swordsmanship was created for killing, abandoning beauty, abandoning routines, abandoning false moves, and even abandoning his own defense.

When a sword is used, either the opponent dies or he dies. One of the two must die, and there is no room for redemption.

"Good!" Tianyu narrowed his eyes slightly and exhaled gently.

This was the first time he really fought with a peerless master since he came to this world.

The next moment, a sword energy that chilled people to the bone marrow flew out of the sheath, and it flew at lightning speed, high in the clouds, ethereal and uncertain.

The sword moves were free to do as one wished, and varied in thousands of ways. This was the supreme sword move in martial arts, and also the unparalleled sword technique in the world - the Fairy from the Sky!

Ximen Chuixue's eyes became brighter and sharper, like a sword unsheathed.

Of course, the sword in his hand was much colder and more icy than his eyes.

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the two swords gently intersected, like two dragons of light entwined together.

The tearing sword energy radiated out, and the surroundings seemed to be glazed tiles that had never been destroyed. Under the surging sword energy, crisp shattering sounds were heard one after another, and glazed tiles were shattered and exploded continuously.

The starlight and moonlight became dimmer, and all the light between heaven and earth had been concentrated on these two swords.

The long swords no longer collided, and there was silence between heaven and earth. The two long swords kept shaking, turning into afterimages, and every change was a sword that would kill and win!

Lu Xiaofeng, the honest monk, Gongsun Lan, Wei Ziyun, and even the emperor were all unfathomable martial arts masters.

But looking at these two long swords that seemed to have intelligence, he couldn't help but sweat.

It was as if his supreme cultivation would be destroyed in an instant by the casual stab of these two long swords!

After the two long swords collided to the limit, they crossed each other, the long swords vibrated, and finally turned into two streams of light, stabbing each other's vital points.

The distance between the two people was already very close, and both swords had been stabbed out with all their strength, leaving no room for rotation.

It seemed that any hesitation and hesitation meant suicide!

The sword light flashed and stopped suddenly. The two long swords stopped at the heart of the other party at the same time, motionless, and the two stared at the tip of the sword of the other party at the same time, expressionless.

The whole audience was silent!