Strong confidence, just like Lin Luo.

Daoqing was amazed by the side, whether the disciples of the Lingyun Sect are all so aloof. He couldn't see through Lin Luo's strength, at least he was on the same level as the head of the Xuanpin Sect. But Daoqing really couldn't see through this lonely little girl.

Only the peak strength of the mid-grade martial artist is to go against two top-grade martial artists who have been weakened to the top-grade martial artists, but they cooperate with their vision to compete with the middle-grade warriors. The situation is not optimistic, and they even have no chance of winning at all!

But Daoqing knew very well that Lin Luo would definitely not put his disciple's name to death if he was so kind to protect his calf.

"You two will act together. Today I will use your blood to comfort the lives of the seven people in Ximen Mansion!" Ximen Chuxue's sword was not unsheathed, but the murderous aura had already condensed, and the sound of the treetops was whistling, and there was a murderous aura like a substance that blew through, cutting the leaves in the waist.

What a strong murderous intent!

Ximen Chuxue entered the sword state, and her whole body was as sharp as a sword, and even her murderous aura was hard to defend against.

Is this still the power that a mid-grade martial artist can exert at the peak of his peak?

Daoqing's heart tide is not stable, and his murderous aura is revealed, and his sharpness is unstoppable. The strength and potential displayed by this disciple is simply terrifying! Do you want to kill more than level?

Even Daoqing was shocked by this idea. The little girl who was not optimistic about just now was enough to show his strength to affect his state of mind and make him feel illusion that he could defeat the two top-grade martial artists on the other side.

After regaining his mind, Daoqing silently re-evaluated. If the girl on one-on-one was very likely to rely on her overwhelming momentum to kill the other party. However, the two top-grade martial artists who are at the peak were unable to take care of themselves and would never get any benefits. He would eventually need to stand up and avenge his disciples.

You Qiu and You Ying looked at each other and no longer retained it. The palms were filled with heat, and even the air around the fist was twisted slightly, which was formed by the invisible flames.

The two of them faced each other's palms, and they shared their internal strength. The unique tacit understanding between the twin brothers appeared here, and they almost jumped towards Ximen Chuxue at the same time.

The people who watched were all five feet away, and at such a distance, they could feel the huge heat contained in their palms, like a heat wave coming towards them, making people restless.

Ximen Chuxue is a sharp sword weapon. If it is not sheathed, it will be amazing.

Faced with the rolling heat wave, Ximen Chuxue advanced instead of retreating, and took a step forward, with momentum soaring into the sky. It was like a towering mountain peak, with the rolling heat wave hitting the cliff and returning in vain.

The momentum was getting closer and closer, and Ximen Chuxue's three thousand black hairs flew up, as if it was clear dust from the clouds.

The You brothers approached ten feet away, and the heat waves burned the wood. From time to time, green leaves floated in the air, ignited instantly when they passed the hot waves, turning into wisps of black smoke.

Ximen Chuxue took another step forward, and his sword energy soared into the sky.

The Qingfeng sword in his hand also popped out of the scabbard automatically. At this time, the You brothers had already reached five feet in front of him, and the handprints of his palms rushed towards him. Even the heat waves caused a vibrating air, and the surging wind came.

In the first moment, Ximen Chuxue drew his sword and came out.

The second moment, the sword light flashed as the long hair fluttered.

At the third moment, the sword was already in his hand and stopped, facing You Ying's eyebrows.

Lin Luo's eyes were throbbing. The sword technique at that moment was too wonderful, so he was excited.

"You lost." Ximen Chuxue said coldly.

Just now, Ximen Chuxue drew his sword too quickly. Even Daoqing saw the vague sword shadow. How could there be such lightning sword technique in this world?

The speed of the sword is related to the internal strength of the mind, but it is more about whether it is hard to practice.

Normal people have taken the shortcut to activate internal force, but have forgotten the swordsmanship, and they will eventually return to the swordsmanship itself.

A trace of blood red gradually oozed out between You Qiu's eyebrows, pure blood dripping like cherries. Because the wound was too small, the overflowing blood hung on the middle of the eyebrows like an agate and never dripped.

A little red between the eyebrows.

"Central Plains, a little red!" Lin Luo said a name for no reason.

Ximen Chuxue thought for a moment: "Good name, this trick will be called Zhongyuan Yihong!"

During these three months of sword control practice, Ximen Chuxue has reached the exquisite stage of being able to stab the bee's wings with a sharp sword weapon. The little bit of bright redness that has not fallen between You Qiu's eyebrows for a long time is the best proof in three months.

Ximen Chuxue also proved with her actions that Ximen Chuxue will see blood when she draws her sword.

Zhongyuan Yihong was originally a top assassin in Gu Long's novel. Whenever he assassinated his sword, his wounds were only a little bright red. Over time, the saying of Zhongyuan Yihong was revealed, and he was also the killer with the highest bounty in the Central Plains.

But now, such swordsmanship has been given the name of Zhongyuan Yihong, but he does not feel uncomfortable at all. The swordsmanship of Zhongyuan Yihong is a little bright red.

Seeing that his brother died, You Ying had already broken his heart and courage.

He didn't see the little girl when she set out her sword, and his brother didn't see it, so he died.

When You Qiu died, he still stood up, with a sword in the middle of his eyebrows bright red, and his vitality was gone.

And the inconspicuous Qingfeng Sword stopped at his forehead, but at this moment it was more terrifying than everything in the world, even the Killer Tower.

"Please don't kill me, I have news to tell you!" You Ying suddenly became timid. His previous contempt caused You Qiu's death, so he didn't want to be the next one!

The sword edge had not moved an inch, and You Ying did not dare to move at all. He would die just a little bit.

"Your father, your father is not dead!" You Ying yelled.

Ximen Chuxue's eyes finally changed a little, and it was soft, but the cold sword edge still did not move at all.

Seeing this, You Ying quickly said, "I didn't lie. If I lie to the sky, I would lie to the sky and thunder! I had originally captured the county magistrate and was rescued by a man with high martial arts skills on the way to Wei State. My brother and I took the opportunity to escape, otherwise we would have been two dead bodies that day!"

Wei State?

Lin Luo was slightly shocked, Ximen Bao ruled Ye, is the power of the wheel of history so great?

Ximen Chuxue's sword was not moved. She should have been excited when she heard the news that her father was not dead, but now she has already expressed her love to the sword, and she was ecstatic in her heart but showed no sign of her face.

In this way, Ximen Chuxue didn't know what to do and looked at Lin Luo for advice. In Ximen Chuxue's eyes, the master loved her the most, Elder Su treated her the best, and the leader was the wisest.

Lin Luo nodded: "This matter should be true, and nothing unexpected happens. I know where the Ximen County Magistrate is."

Then Lin Luo looked at You Ying and said, "I said before that you two must die. As the saying goes, a gentleman is as good as a rule. If you don't die, wouldn't it be a sign that I broke the gentleman's ring?"

Ximen Chuxue understood and activated the Qingfeng sword to flash, and the sword returned to the sheath without blood.

There was a little redness between You Ying's eyebrows.

The name is really good in Central Plains.

Daoqing's mouth and tongue were dry at this moment and could no longer say a word.

Evil! Too evil!

You two will die! So in order not to violate the words of a gentleman, you must die!

Too domineering and too evil!

There is also the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, whose swordsmanship of the Central Plains is too terrible. If she gives this girl a future, she will definitely be the most dazzling new star in the world.

Lin Luo seemed to see through the surprise in Daoqing's eyebrows and smiled and said, "Chuxue, but the "Sword God" Ximen Chuxue!"
Chapter completed!