With system support: What's wrong with clicking like crazy?

Dongxue was startled and quickly swung his sword to block, but it was too late. The sword in his hand made a crisp "ding" sound and was immediately shaken away.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Yue took advantage of the situation and thrust out a sword with such speed that it was astonishingly fast that there was no time to react.

There was no way to avoid the winter snow. He felt a chill on his chest, followed by a piercing pain.

Dongxue slowly lowered her head and looked at the tip of the sword that pierced her body. She saw blood dripping slowly along the blade, staining her white clothes and the green tiles under her feet red.

"Ah...!" Dongxue roared and cut off the sharp sword that was stuck in his chest.

While January was stunned, Dongxue flew over with all her strength...!

Even if we die together today, I will avenge the Palace Master.

"Palace Master, be careful...!" At the critical moment, April stretched out her hand and hit Dongxue.

"Puff...!" Dongxue was knocked to his knees on the roof by the palm, spitting blood.

Looking at April, his eyes were full of disappointment.

April's heart tightened when she saw this look in her eyes: "July...I...!"

“July…you die for me…!” January pulled out the sword from April’s hand and stabbed July.

April exclaimed: "July...!"

Seeing the sharp sword about to pierce her chest again, Dongxue closed her eyes: "Palace Master... I'm sorry... Qiyue is useless and cannot avenge you."

"July will come to accompany you right now...!"

Just as the sword was about to pierce Dongxue's chest again, a strange wave suddenly appeared in the air, and a graceful figure quickly jumped out, like an elf under the moon, light and mysterious.

She is Feng Qingjiu who came to help!

Tonight, Feng Qingjiu was dressed in a purple robe, with a purple scarf on his face, and holding a Wushuang sword in his right hand. The sword was not unsheathed, but it already carried an indescribable majesty and coldness.

Feng Qingjiu moved and appeared between the two of them like a ghost. He gently waved the Wushuang sword, and a soft but powerful force shocked Yi Yue and made him take a few steps back.

Then, she lightly tapped her sword finger, and the sword in her opponent's hand flew out of her hand and fell on the tiles in the distance, making a crisp sound.

[Everyone, please check on Dongxue's injuries. ]

The system nodded and began to circle around Dongxue: [Host, Dongxue was stabbed on the right side of her chest, but she shouldn't be dead.]

Feng Qingjiu: [That’s good…! ]

Dongxue heard the sound, opened her eyes and looked at the figure standing in front of her.

This back view... ?

Miss……?

Looking at the person coming, Yi Yue asked sternly, "Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of Yunshui Palace?"

“Do you want to die?”

Feng Qingjiu smiled and said, "Beauty, look at what you said, who would want to die...!"

"If you don't want to die, then get out of here...!" January shouted, shaking his sleeves.

"Tsk... You have such a pretty face, but don't be so impatient, or you'll become ugly..." Feng Qingjiu pointed at the other person's eyes: "Look at you, you must be angry all the time! You even have wrinkles at the corners of your eyes."

"When will the grudges in the martial arts world be resolved? Today, I will be a peacemaker. Can you two put down your butcher knives and take a step back, how about that?"

Yi Yue looked at Feng Qingjiu viciously and said, "Who do you think you are... I'll say it again, get out of here... or I'll kill you too...!"

"Of course I'm not a scallion... because I'm a human being...!" Feng Qingjiu blinked her eyes: "Oh... beauty, are you not a human being...? Are you a scallion...?"

"You are simply looking for death...!" Yi Yue said and then attacked Feng Qingjiu.

"Hey... beauty, don't be so impatient!" Looking at the other party, Feng Qingjiu smiled slightly.

Today, I will use you to test the fourth stage of my Wushuang Sword.

System: [Host, remember to be careful and don't let the others living in this Yuelai Inn recognize that you are using the Unparalleled Sword Technique.]

Feng Qingjiu: [I know, I know...! ]

[If you ask me, I shouldn't have chosen such a crappy secret book in the first place. Now I have to be timid in a fight, afraid that others will recognize me. It's so frustrating.]

System: [You are not strong enough. When you have mastered the Unparalleled Sword Technique to the ninth level or even the Grandmaster level, and then found the Unparalleled Heart Technique, you will be the most powerful person in the entire Tianyuan Continent.]

[Then you can kill gods when you meet them, and kill Buddhas when you meet them...! ]

Feng Qingjiu: [Everyone, please shut up for now! Don't affect my performance. ]

The system made a cheering gesture: [Okay, host, come on, if you can't beat us, just run away. ]

…………

The two men fought back and forth, sword shadows intertwined, sometimes their bodies were close together, with the tips of their swords almost touching; sometimes they were separated by several feet, each looking for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

Under the moonlight, the two figures were like two streams of light, shuttling across the roof.

Every clash was accompanied by the crisp sound of metal clashing, and the occasional sound of swords breaking through the air, which caused the leaves on both sides of the streets in the capital to fall.

January's martial arts skills have reached the lower part of the seventh level and are about to break through to the eighth level.

Feng Qingjiu's was only at the fourth level, but because the Unparalleled Sword Technique was the most powerful secret book in the world, he could skip levels.

However, no matter how many levels you advance, you can't beat someone at level eight.

No, I can’t beat him, this...!

Just as the opponent was about to draw his sword again, Feng Qingjiu stretched out his hand and shouted, "Wait a minute...!"

As expected, after this shout, January stopped attacking.

He glared at Feng Qingjiu: "What are you shouting about...!"

Feng Qingjiu slowly retreated to Dongxue's side.

He pointed to the sky and shouted, "Look beauty, there is shit flying in the sky...!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately looked up at the sky.

Taking advantage of this gap, Feng Qingjiu quickly picked up Dongxue and flew away.

By the time the people in Yunshui Palace reacted, Feng Qingjiu had long disappeared.

Looking at the empty roof, Yi Yue stamped his feet in anger: "Ah... Damn it...!"

Suddenly there was a "pop" sound!

Something fell on January's forehead, and some of the liquid flowed down between his eyebrows.

The traitor January reached out, touched it, smelled it, and almost vomited.

At this time, a crow flew by in the sky with a caw.

Yes, that's right, the crow's shit landed right on January's forehead.

The disciples of Yunshui Palace who saw this scene discussed it in a low voice.

“It turns out that shit really is flying in the sky…!”

January was breathless.

“Ah… I’m so mad…!”

Seeing January's embarrassment, April held back her smile and walked up to her: "Palace Master, go back and take a shower!"

Yi Yue looked at the disciples of Yunshui Palace and said, "Everyone, go find that woman tomorrow. I will tear her into pieces!"

The disciples of Yunshui Palace all knelt down: "Yes...Palace Master."