Young White Horse: Playing the role of the Sword God, shocking Li Changsheng

The next second.

Hei Si and Bai Si jumped down from the pavilion, their postures graceful and light.

Hei Si's black hair fluttered in the air, covering her figure like the night, while Bai Si's white clothes stood out in the rain.

""Tada!"

Their toes tapped lightly on the bluestone road, and the rain splashed tiny water around them.

The movements were so light that they made almost no sound, like ghosts moving.

The rain slid down the ends of their hair and the corners of their clothes, making it seem particularly quiet.

Hei Si looked at Su Muyu with a little puzzlement in his tone:"You are just an ordinary swordsman, why do you have to do this?"

Su Muyu still stared at Lin Xuan not far away, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

His voice was low,"No, this is an extremely pure sword intent"

"This sword intent is above mine, it must be above me!"

Upon hearing this, Hei Si and Bai Si showed surprise on their faces.

They knew Su Muyu's strength very well. Although he did not specialize in swordsmanship, his swordsmanship was also extraordinary. But why is it said that this man's sword intent is so pure?

They looked at Lin Xuan again, their hearts full of doubts.

Does this seemingly indifferent white-clothed swordsman in front of them really have such a deep sword intent?

Bai Si said softly:"That man looks a little cold, but not like a master."

Su Muyu did not look back, still staring at Lin Xuan.

There was a sharpness in his eyes, as intimidating as a sharp blade.

The next second, his pupils suddenly shrank,"He's coming."

As soon as the words fell, an invisible pressure seemed to permeate the air, and the rain around was quickly dispelled by this oppressive feeling.

Su Muyu's umbrella flashed past, and his body was quickly taken into the air, and in an instant he stood on the eaves of a nearby house.

He held the umbrella in one hand and put the other hand behind his back, his posture was like strolling in the garden, but his eyes were filled with a chilling light.

""What a powerful sword energy!" Su Muyu whispered, with a hint of amazement in his tone.

His voice was particularly clear in the rain, as if an invisible force penetrated the rain.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Muyu suddenly retracted the umbrella in his hand and waved it to one side.

""Boom!"

Instantly, a powerful aura condensed and exploded from around his body, spreading out wantonly.

An invisible pressure appeared in the air, and the rain around him seemed to stagnate at this moment. A few dozen meters above Su Muyu's head, a purple rune spell slowly floated up.

This spell exuded a mysterious light and contained endless power.

The light of the spell was particularly dazzling in the rain, like a purple sky curtain, covering Su Muyu.

""Swish!"

Su Muyu's other hand moved slightly, and the long sword in the umbrella suddenly came out of the sheath, and the sword light flashed in the air.

He held the long sword in front of his eyes, and the sword body flashed cold light under the rain.

In an instant, the purple talisman suddenly burst into a more dazzling light, transforming into nine purple snake heads.

These snake heads seemed to have life, circling and twisting in the air, making a low hissing sound, and each snake head carried a sharp breath.

""Roar!"

As Su Muyu took a step forward, sword energy raged like a violent storm.

The sword in the umbrella moved with it, and the long sword slashed, and the sword energy was like a rushing river, converging into a long river of sword energy.

Each sword energy was like an invisible sharp blade, carrying the power of destruction, tearing the air, and making a sharp whistling sound.

The long river of sword energy surged in the air, swallowing everything.

Nine purple snake heads moved with Su Muyu's thoughts, shuttling and circling in the long river of sword energy, carrying endless pressure.

Su Muyu's figure looked particularly majestic in the light of sword energy and talismans, like the master of heaven and earth.

"Swish!"

""Shua, shua, shua!

" In an instant, he swung out several swords in succession.

The sword energy was like lightning, tearing through the rain curtain, hitting the ground directly, and stirring up countless water splashes.

The power of the sword energy was so strong that it could split the sky and the earth in half.

Su Muyu's movements were like flowing clouds and water, and his sword energy was extremely precise, with unparalleled momentum.

At this moment, only Su Muyu and his endless sword energy were left between heaven and earth.

The rain turned into a misty mist in his sword energy, and the whole world was shrouded by this powerful force.

""Boom!"

Almost at the same time.

In the air, Lin Xuan's figure, dressed in white like snow, flashed by like a flash of lightning in the sky.

""Buzz!"

The sword energy was like a violent storm, carrying unrivaled power, sweeping across Su Muyu's sword energy all the way.

The moment Lin Xuan swung his sword, a thunderous roar seemed to sound in the air.

The sword energy was like a rolling wave, majestic and swift.

Every time the sword was swung, it carried the power to destroy the world. Wherever the sword energy passed, the rain was instantly evaporated, and a hot breath filled the air.

Su Muyu's sword energy was like a series of silver silks, interweaving in the air to form an airtight sword net.

""Clang!"

The sword energy collided, bursting out with awe-inspiring power.

However, in front of Lin Xuan's sword energy that was as fierce as a storm, this sword net seemed so fragile.

No matter how Su Muyu operated the sword energy or how he changed his sword moves, he could not stop that powerful force. The silver sword energy was invincible and unstoppable.

Every time the sword energy passed, a deep crack was left in the air, as if even the space was cut apart. In front of this violent force, Su Muyu's sword energy was constantly suppressed and disintegrated, and finally turned into invisible. In this instant, Su Muyu felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Sure enough, he is not an ordinary swordsman!"

He took a deep breath, his body shook slightly, and a powerful aura condensed again.

Su Muyu's right hand tightly grasped the long sword in the umbrella, and a cold light faintly shone from the sword. His left hand slowly raised, ready to attack again.

His movements were as natural as flowing water.

Su Muyu's eyes became sharp, as if they could penetrate everything.

His body leaned forward slightly, and the long sword in his right hand shook.

At the moment when Su Muyu was about to attack, he felt a stronger sword intent, as if a mountain was pressing on him.

The next second.

The white shadow was already approaching.

Lin Xuan's long sword was placed on his neck at some point.

The sword tip flashed with cold light, and the cold blade was close to Su Muyu's skin, conveying a bone-chilling chill.

Su Muyu's body trembled slightly, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

Black silk and white silk stood aside, witnessing all this, and their hearts were shocked.

Their eyes were full of disbelief and astonishment.

"When did that person come?"

They only saw a white shadow flashing in the air, and they hadn't seen it clearly.

The white-clothed swordsman actually broke through the air.

Even... not even a trace of his shadow was left behind.

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