"The ten swords have passed, you...lost."

"I...lost..." After hearing Jingliu's words, Yanqing also understood that he had lost, and became a little silent at this time.

The tip of the sword that was always pointing up in his hand could not help but fall...

"Since you lost, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." The tip of Jing Liu Tan Hua Sword pointed at Yan Qing and said calmly.

"I..." Listening to Jingliu's words, Yanqing didn't know how to answer.

The reason why he agreed to Jingliu was because he had never thought that she could win against him in the field of swords...

Now that I have lost, I should fulfill my promise, but...

But the trace of the blade is Yunqi's secret, and it is a mission assigned to him by the general... If he hands over this information, wouldn't he be no different from a traitor?

Therefore...the secrets of the blade must never be handed over...

Based on his own integrity and the general's instructions, Yanqing decisively chose the latter...

Thinking of this, Yanqing couldn't help but clenched his fists and the sword in his hand.

"What? Do you want to regret it?" Seeing Yanqing's movements and expressions in his eyes, Jingliu nodded with some satisfaction.

"Hug...I'm sorry, the whereabouts of the blade are Yunqi's secret, I have no qualifications to hand it over..."

"Please...please change your conditions." Yanqing put down his dignity as a swordsman and exhausted all his strength to say this.

"Another condition? I'm here just for the blade, you tell me."

"What conditions can I change?"

"I..." Listening to Jingliu's words, Yanqing was suddenly speechless.

Yes, this woman came here just for the blade. What kind of conditions could he give her in exchange for it?

"I have a very good suggestion, but I don't know if you dare to take it." Looking at Yan Qing's appearance, Jingliu chuckled.

"As a swordsman, I think you should know who Xianzhou reached the peak of swordsmanship."

Yanqing:......

Of course Yanqing knew that the pinnacle of swordsmanship in Xianzhou and even the entire universe, Wuxiao on the Cloud, the legendary figure known as Wuhu Feiguang, Jingliu... the master...

"With your strength, encountering the blade is just a dead end." Looking at Yanqing's appearance, Jingliu said calmly.

"Rather than die immediately, I can give you a more dignified death."

"Although my swordsmanship is not as good as that of Xianzhou's peak one, it is still close to him."

"After witnessing my peak sword strike, I will die as a swordsman."

"Compared to your death by the blade's hand, your death by my sword is also the result of your failure in the competition."

"Of course, you can still choose to hand over the traces of the blade to me, and then leave obediently."

"The power of choice is in your hands, which one do you choose?" A smile appeared on Jingliu's face, and the Tanhua Sword in his hand emitted a bright light.

At this time... Jingliu's body also exuded endless and suffocating sword intent.

Feeling the sword intent emanating from Jingliu's body, Yanqing's head stopped instantly.

His whole body could not help but tremble.

What kind of sword intent is this... Is this the pinnacle of swordsmanship...

"What is your... choice?" The Tanhua Sword in Jingliu's hand exuded a cold light, and all the sword's intent was locked on Yan Qing's body.

After being locked by all the sword intent of Jingliu, Yanqing's body seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

Feeling the coldness on his body, Yanqing had an urge to refuse.

There is absolutely no way he can take the sword moves of the woman in front of him...

And if you can't take it, you will die!

Between life and secrets, most people would choose life.

As long as you're alive and can't be beaten, you can practice. What is lost can be made up for.

And when you die, there really is nothing.

But who is Yanqing? He is a talented young man who reached the top of the swordsmanship list at the age of ten in a fairy boat that is almost a hundred years old.

How can you tolerate your own cowardice?

A swordsman should have a courageous heart. Even if I know I will die...

But if you hand over the information, betray the immortal boat, then leave. Although he can survive, there will be wounds in his heart that can never be repaired...

Thinking of this, Yanqing took a step forward despite the pressure on his body.

This step represents Yanqing's determination.

Looking at Yanqing's appearance, Jingliu nodded with satisfaction.

The pressure I am putting on now is not comparable to the original plot.

Although he had no intention of harming Yan Qing, the sword intention revealed was real.

Yanqing was able to bravely take this step under the pressure at this time, which is enough for him to praise him.

"How brave. In that case, I won't let you down."

Jingliu chuckled, and the Tanhua sword in his hand glowed. The next second, a giant sword made of solid ice appeared in Jingliu's hands.

At this moment, Jingliu's aura reached its peak. Yanqing, who was in the center of Jingliu's aura, lost his legs and knelt on the ground.

"Aha...Aha..." Yanqing stuck his sword on the ground and barely supported his body.

"Little brother, take a good look, what..."

"It's called [Sword]."

After Jingliu finished speaking, he kicked off his left foot, and the next second, his body formed a perfect arc in the sky.

In the vast moonlight, blend with the moonlight. The giant sword in his hand gave off a burst of dazzling light, and a blue crescent-shaped sword energy was swung out from the sword.

The kind but murderous sword energy locked onto Yan Qing and fell straight towards him.

Under the crescent moon, Yanqing looked so weak and insignificant.

This was also the first time Yanqing recognized a swordsman who was beyond his imagination...

"It is Yanqing's honor to die in the hands of such a swordsman." Yanqing muttered to himself as he looked at the overwhelming sword intent in front of him.

"At least now, I can't let her underestimate me."

Thinking of this, Yanqing's eyes were filled with determination.

Even if you die, you must die with honor!

Suddenly, Yan Qing's strength came from nowhere, and he stood up tremblingly against Jingliu's sword intent.

Then he held the sword in his hand tremblingly, pinched the magic formula with the other hand, and the swords around him spun.

Finally, he raised the sword in his hand and struck out towards the pinnacle of swordsmanship with his sword of resistance...

but……

In the end, the sword was ruthlessly shattered by Yue Ya.

And Yanqing also turned into nothingness under this sword...

……

"Well, it's pretty good."

Looking at Yanqing who fell to the ground and fell into a coma, Jingliu nodded with satisfaction.

Jingliu put a protective film around Yanqing, then raised his steps and left slowly.

"Well...this memory bubble is quite useful."

Before Jingliu left, he muttered something inexplicable.

It turns out that everything Yanqing experienced happened in the memory bubble generated by the mirror flow.

As for when did Yanqing fall into the memory bubble?

Of course, that started from the moment Yanqing first met Jingliu...

……

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