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"Stop talking nonsense."

Chen He thrust Mo Mei into the ground with force, then reached out and pressed the hilt of the sword and said.

"Although I am a warrior in the inner strength realm like you, I am an inner strength great success. Even if I fight against Xu Chu and his ilk, I am not at all inferior."

"Long-winded!"

Lu You sighed softly, drew out the short blade from his waist and rushed forward.

Chen He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and the scabbard with his left hand and pushed it hard.

Along with the sound of the sword, the scabbard turned into a shadow and flew straight to Lu You's face.

But Lu You didn't even look at it. He staggered his steps slightly, lowered his left shoulder, and let the scabbard pass by his clothes.

The Star-Pointing Sword Technique is a sword-hiding style, with the scabbard as a cover and the sword tip following, piercing the throat and breaking the ribs.

Seeing Chen He's wrist shaking, Lu You withdrew his hand without thinking and placed the dagger across his throat.

Ding! !

The sword light was as sharp as a ray, accurately piercing the blade of the dagger.

Chen He's pupils constricted and his wrist shook violently, and the sword blade flipped and went straight towards Lu You's right arm holding the short blade.

Change the needle to the upper part, circle around the point and lift it up, then point to the face and rush to Taixu!

Almost at the moment when Chen He changed his sword moves, Lu You's mind changed, and his right hand suddenly let go of the dagger, while retracting his arm and leaning back.

The sword blade pretended to stab the arm, then suddenly swept upwards to Lu You's face, almost brushing past the tip of his nose, and then suddenly fell down and stabbed straight at Lu You's calf.

At this time, Lu You's body leaned backward and his calves had no time to retreat.

Chen He stared at Lu You's eyes, trying to find a hint of panic in them.

He didn't understand why Lu You only leaned back three inches to let the sword tip pass and didn't dodge anymore.

After all, if I hadn't changed my moves just now, I would have only had to push forward lightly and could have easily pierced Lu You's face.

Ding! !

The long sword stabbed, and the sound of metal was heard again.

Chen He looked down and saw that his sword had hit the short blade that Lu You had just let fall.

How can it be? !

Chen He was shocked, but before he could react, Lu You had already supported himself on the ground with both hands and lightly raised his toes to hook the short blade of the knife.

Ten feet away, Lu You landed steadily and caught the falling short blade.

"impossible!!"

Looking at the more than one-foot long short blade in Lu You's hand, Chen He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice.

He is 28 years old this year. He started practicing martial arts at the age of four and has mastered the Star-Pointing Sword Technique for eighteen years.

During the first ten years of studying swordsmanship, Chen He reached the state of unity between man and sword, and he made no further breakthroughs in swordsmanship.

At that time, his master commented on his swordsmanship as: fast!

But Chen He thought it was not enough, so he spent all his family wealth to forge the sword in his hand: Ximing!

Eight years later, Chen He improved his swordsmanship, using a soft sword to perform hard moves. After suffering countless hardships, he finally gained some insights.

Before his death, his master commented on his swordsmanship as: demonic!

Although the sword technique he was practicing at this time was still called the Star-Pointing Sword Technique, it had already become a unique style.

The soft sword is hard yet gentle, and its moves are unpredictable.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to stand out among the Hidden Dragon Guards and secure his position as the manager of Qingzhou Prefecture.

But now, facing the deer.

All his sword moves seemed to have suddenly lost their deterrent power.

Especially, the fallen dagger just blocked his sword, just like an adult playing games with a child.

Chen He has been obsessed with swordsmanship for half his life, and his greatest pride in this life also comes from the new Star-Pointing Sword Technique that he has figured out.

But at this moment, everything collapsed...

"Is the only thing you can do about it is using a sword?" Lu Youzheng said calmly while holding a short blade.

"Yes!" Chen He breathed heavily. It was just one word, but it seemed as if he had used up all his strength.

"Then you lose."

Lu You spoke calmly, then walked towards Chen He.

"Just now when you stabbed my arm with your scabbard, that was your only chance to kill me with your sword, but unfortunately you held back."

"Impossible!" Chen He growled, then tapped his feet lightly, the sword in his hand flipped, and a sword light danced out and pierced Lu You's body.

ding ding ding...

A series of sword-clash sounds continued to ring out. Lu You stretched out his sword, and without stopping for a moment, he continued to move forward step by step.

Chen He began to retreat continuously, and his sword moves began to have loopholes.

"The sword moves with great force, while the knife moves with lightness. The moves follow the heart and are released with strength."

"If your mind is confused, your moves will be confused too."

A short knife kept jumping and flipping between Lu You's hands. Almost every time the long sword in Chen He's hand stabbed out, it would be blocked by the short dagger before it could succeed.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."

Chen He's sword movements became faster and faster, but his moves became more and more disorganized.

In the distance, Zuo Yunfeng was holding a sword and watching the fight between the two with wide eyes.

Chen He's foundation was there, and even though he was confused at this moment, the sword in his hand was still sharp. Not only was it impervious to water, but it was also full of murderous intent.

But at this time, the deer was strolling leisurely as if visiting a garden viewing flowers.

Sometimes he didn't even bother to look at the tricky sword moves, as if he had eyes on his back, and could just easily swing his knife to deflect the sword.

"I can't stab you...why can't I stab you..."

Chen He acted like a madman, and in the end he had completely lost his composure.

Of course you can't hit it.

Looking at Chen He's appearance, Lu You sighed in his heart.

She copied all of Chen He's sword techniques, including not only the moves and experience, but even the fighting habits.

She didn't need to look at the so-called sword moves now. She only needed to see the slight changes in Chen He's steps and wrists to naturally guess what the opponent's moves were.

Under such circumstances, unless Chen He has other cards hidden, there is no possibility of him defeating her.

The two men fought for dozens of breaths. Lu You turned over his short blade, used the tip of the blade to block the soft sword, and then pressed the blade hard against it.

At the moment of forcing Chen He to let go of the sword, he shook it hard and directly shook the sword out of Chen He's hand.

Chen He's eyes were blank for a moment, then he raised his sword and stabbed it towards Lu You's throat, but Lu You grabbed his wrist and kicked him to the ground.

"I gave you a chance."

Lu You sighed and then moved forward, wiping Chen He's neck with the dagger in his hand.

The blade stopped, Lu You knelt at Chen He's heart and looked into Chen He's eyes curiously.

"Why not hide?"

"Why hide?"

Chen He's eyes were out of focus and he looked at Lu You blankly and said.

"I have been studying sword techniques for eighteen years. People call me a sword maniac, but I am very proud of it."

"But now, the sword skills that I was so proud of can't even touch your clothes. Is my first half of life nothing but a huge joke?"

"I have no meaning in living anymore."

"It's just a pity that there is no wine before I die..."

Seeing Chen He like this, Lu You thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to the side and pulled out the black plum.

"Not killing him anymore?" Zuo Yunfeng ran up and asked curiously.

"I won't kill him." Lu You shook his head and said, "This man's mind is broken. Living is no different from being dead. Besides, his appearance reminds me of someone."

"Who?"

"Li Bai."

"Who is Li Bai?"

"He is a drunkard. Like him, he likes poetry, wine, and swords. He is known as the Immortal Poet, the Immortal Wine, and the Immortal Sword."

"So, his swordsmanship is very powerful?" Zuo Yunfeng asked excitedly.

As a warrior, Zuo Yunfeng's focus naturally fell on Li Bai's swordsmanship.

Upon hearing this, Lu You subconsciously thought about the information about Li Bai's swordsmanship in the textbook, but after thinking about it, he could only think of the disgusting setting in the King of Glory.

"I don't know if he's good at swordsmanship, but he wrote a poem."

"Kill one person every 10 steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles, and leave when the work is done, hiding the merit and fame."