Two swords come from the west [Comprehensive martial arts]

When Ximen Chuuxue saw Ye Changran's lightness kung fu, he was sure that the girl's kung fu was not weak.

A person with excellent lightness skills may not necessarily be a swordsman, but if a swordsman wants to be the top, he must have excellent lightness skills.

Ximen Chuuxue never had any excessive expressions on his face, but for those he admired, he always showed a bit of gentleness in the corners of his eyes and brows.

The emotions between young people tend to be tit-for-tat, but it is also easy to understand each other.After seeing the sincere admiration from Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, Ye Changran also slightly pursed his lips, and a small smile bloomed on his lips, as if he forgave Ximen Chuuxue's unreasonableness just now.

Ye Changran's flamboyant smile also brought a touch of innocence, which was a bit more dazzling than the color of a river dripping water.Such a smile, wrapped in an extremely arrogant beauty, brazenly broke into Ximen Chuuxue's eyes.

He is a very pure person, and he doesn't think there is anything to hide from the admiration generated by appreciating beautiful things.Just as he admired Ye Changran's lightness skill, at this moment, Ximen Chuuxue also admired this thrilling beauty.

And this beauty itself is a weapon.

At the moment when Ximen Chuuxue was slightly dazed, Ye Changran's two swords with too long spikes that Ximen Chuuxue criticized suddenly came out of their sheaths.It wasn't until this moment that Ximen Chuuxue understood Ye Changran's sword in a daze.

——Ye Changran held two soldiers and used a sword.But the sword is just a carrier, and her weapon is actually "beauty".In this world, after beauty has become a kind of extreme, it will also become a magic soldier in the world.

The moment Ye Changran started to move, the long spike of the sword fluttered with the wind and turned into a beautiful arc around her.The rings jingled, and the two pieces of hibiscus jade collided with each other by chance, making a sound like ice breaking.

No, it wasn't "as if" the ice had suddenly broken, and in a panic, the ice under Ximen Chuuxue's feet had shattered inch by inch. The largest piece was no bigger than a fingernail. For a while, Ximen Chuuxue had nothing to draw on place.

The coldness of the river water in early spring made Ximen Chuuxue wake up suddenly. His black sheathed long sword was turned slightly behind him. The boy's stature was still a little thin, and the wrist holding the sword showed prominent carpal bones because of this movement.

The ice on the river shattered another layer because of Ximen Chuuxue's movement, Ximen Chuuxue stabilized his figure, and the black sheathed long sword was also unsheathed.His eyes were already three points cold, as if the person who was dazzled by the beauty of the other party just now was not him.

Ximen Chuuxue himself couldn't explain it clearly, he just felt as if he had entered a mysterious realm, and only Ye Changran's double swords could be seen in his eyes - her sword tassels, the gorgeous patterns on her sword, her magnificent appearance, At this moment, he suddenly became indifferent, Ximen Chuuxue only had those two Ling Ran long swords in his eyes.

The young man came back to his senses in an instant, the two swords of the black scabbard sword and Ye Changran clashed, and Ye Changran raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.

Her swordsmanship is light and elegant, but she prefers to control the enemy with one move.Normally, her little uncle would give her some moves, but the one to be careful with was her first move.

Mr. Gongsun said that they were sword dances, and even a master like Ye Gucheng would have a hard time realizing which of Ye Changran's moves was a sword move and which move was a dance move.

And what surprised Ye Changran about Ximen Chuuxue was that she could clearly see that this person was actually amazed by her sword and was even confused for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and he was freed from this confusion out.

It's as if... he doesn't have himself in his eyes, only his own sword.

When he suddenly realized this, the figure of Ximen Chuuxue overlapped with her little uncle in Ye Changran's mind.

One of them is lonely and the other is handsome. Although they are both handsome, there is no similarity between their eyebrows and eyes.However, at a certain moment, this young man who had angered Ye Changran just now suddenly let her see her little uncle's youth.

Ximen Chuuxue himself is like a sword, and now he has not shown his sharpness because of his youth, but he is destined to become a peerless soldier, just like the Lord of Baiyun City today.

It is due to talent, nature, and focus.

I don't know how high a compliment it is for a swordsman to be "like the Lord of Baiyun when he was young". Ye Changran just felt a burst of pressure at this moment, so he restrained his playful thoughts just now.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword moves are still being explored, but she is close to proficiency.Ximen Chuixue entered the world to find the way of swordsmanship that suits him, but Ye Changran has long understood what his way is.

Ye Changran was one step ahead of Ximen Chuuxue, so he naturally had a deeper understanding of the way of swordsmanship.So in fact, as early as they had just fought, the outcome of this match was already doomed.It's just that at this moment of the competition, Ye Changran suddenly felt that it was meaningless to be obsessed with winning or losing.

She saw infinite possibilities in this young man. Even though she was slightly better today, she really had nothing to be proud of.

Central Plains martial arts, really Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.

The smile on Ye Changran's lips receded slightly, but the movements of his hands became more violent.

Ye Changran unexpectedly made another high leap on the ice that was not as thick as rice paper.She seemed to have no weight on her body, and her long sleeves drew a strange arc.

Ximen Chuuxue secretly felt something was wrong when she made the move, but it was already too late.

The shattering of the thin ice under his feet seemed to happen only in an instant. Although it had already shattered once before, Ximen Chuuxue had to admit that he still couldn't avoid it with the same method.

Ximen Chuuxue has always been a fast sword, the first time he lost to others in speed, Ximen Chuuxue was a little bit unable to recover.

To be honest, the time he "can't come back to his senses" is only a short time, but this short time is enough for the early spring river to overflow his head.

Ye Changran grew up by the sea since she was a child, and the people in Baiyun City only have the difference between "knowing water" and "being very good at water", so she has no idea that there is a kind of person in this world who is born to be a landlubber. Into the water, that is a proper weight system.

Ximen Chuuxue had never been in the water, but he didn't hesitate when Ye Changran invited him to compete on the river.Now it turns out that Ximen Chuuxue still imagined everything too simply.He thought that there would be no problems after his inner breath entered the water, but when he really fell into the river, he suddenly realized that the seemingly harmless water was like the most solid bondage, making his hands and feet Can't move a bit.

Ximen Chuuxue could only fall very deeply into the water.

Ye Changran used her own moves, so she naturally knew that if she couldn't avoid these two moves, then Ximen Chuuxue would naturally fall into the river.But looking at the river without any movement for a long time, Ye Changran was really anxious.

Not caring too much, Ye Changran jumped into the river like a fish. In the cold water in the south of the Yangtze River, she dexterously swung her legs, and her amber eyes searched for the white shadow in the river.

Soon, the little girl reached out and grabbed Ximen Chuuxue's sleeve, she clenched it tightly, and swam towards Ximen Chuuxue's direction with her strength.

Soon at Ximen Chuuxue's side, Ye Changran directly grabbed Ximen Chuuxue's wrist, stepped on the water vigorously, and brought a boy out of the water in two or three strokes.

"Oh, what kind of look is this?" After returning with Lu Xiaofeng to deliver the prescription, Sikong Zhaixing listened to the discussion all the way, and the more he listened, the more he felt that the one in the center of the topic looked like their eldest lady.And when he and Lu Xiaofeng rushed back to the inn, what they saw was her young lady dragging a pale man out of the water together.

Ye Changran glared at Sikong Zhaixing, but Lu Xiaofeng was the first to react.After kicking Sikong Zhaixing, Lu Xiaofeng shouted: "Save people first!"

At this juncture, it's not good for Sikong Zhaixing to start a fight with Lu Xiaofeng again, after all, his "creditor" is still in the water, and Sikong Zhaixing must be somewhat self-conscious to make a living under the hands of others.

Together with Lu Xiaofeng, he worked tirelessly to bring up the little girl and boy from the water. Lu Xiaofeng offered his outer robe to Ye Changran to put on with great pity. He regretted that he had lost an opportunity to please his creditors.

But soon, he opened up his mind again, and his eyes fell on Ximen Chuuxue, who was salvaged by Ye Changran, with his eyes closed and very pale.

Sikong Zhaixing's head is running fast at the moment - the eldest lady went down to save the person herself, explaining that she wanted to keep this person alive. Helping this person to live is tantamount to fulfilling the wish of the eldest lady, pleasing the creditor, and having a better life in the future Pass.

With such a substitution relationship formed in his mind, Sikong Zhaixing began to press Ximen Chuuxue's chest very perceptively, helping him spit out the water in his stomach.

After pressing the button for a long time, I didn't see any reaction from Ximen Chuuxue. Sikong Zaixing's expression twisted for a moment, and then he moved towards Ximen Chuuxue as if he had made a lot of determination, and glared at Ximen Chuuxue almost viciously. After a few glances, Sikong Zhaixing stared and closed his eyes.

Sikong Zhaixing only felt that something cold and hard was stuck to his lips, and just as he was about to slander this person, even his lips were cold, but then he heard Ye Changran's voice full of horror: "Sikong Zhaixing, do you want to do what?"

"A drowning person needs to use the breath of a stranger to survive him, or he may be able to survive." Sikong Zaixing said with a look of reason: "What's wrong with me giving him the breath of a stranger?"

"A stranger?" Ye Changran swept the white-clothed boy on the ground without a trace, and suddenly said quietly: "You are a stranger at this moment, but for a while, you can't say for sure."

Sikong Zhaixing's hair stood on end, and the instinct of a small animal bounced away from Ximen Chuuxue in an instant.

The author has something to say: Pfft... Uncle is really Ximen Juju's black fan.

I just like to see the sword god who is not so cold 233333333

It is estimated that Ximen Jugai has a lot of black history in our Xiuxiu family's hands.