Chapter 36 Another Swordsman

Seeing that Long Yu was stunned, Zang Yue shook the bracelet, and a ray of Long Yu's consciousness was forcefully ejected in the next breath.

"You've caused trouble yourself. You can handle it yourself. It's none of my business." Canyue said again.

"What do you mean?" Long Yu asked in confusion.

However, Canyue stopped talking, covered herself with a quilt, and began to pretend to sleep.

Long Yu recalled carefully, and his memories since leaving the underground pavilion began to be sorted out.

Suddenly, Long Yu thought of a woman who was among the group of monks that Long Yu first saw after being sent out of the underground pavilion:

There was a woman who was dressed very differently from the other monks. Her clothes didn't seem to fit her well and she looked extremely ugly, but Long Yu didn't notice.

"Yes, it should be her."

But Long Yu then thought again: The realm is invisible, but those who come out with me are all in the foundation building stage, but they are so fast, and their speed must be higher than mine.

Long Yu was confused for a moment, but after being shaken out by the waning moon, Long Yu still moved forward at an extremely fast speed.

Thousand Trees Plain is not far away...

Sudden!

Long Yu noticed that the stalker behind him was closing the distance with him!

Long Yu couldn't help but be a little surprised. During the foundation building period when he fought against him, no one had ever been faster than him.

The distance was gradually shortening, and Long Yu could even feel that the person coming could already see him!

Long Yu's sword had been transferred to his waist. He held the hilt of the sword indifferently with his right hand and held the scabbard with his left hand. He began to slow down, adjust his stride, and was ready to test how much this person weighed?

The distance was getting closer again, but it still had not entered the range of the maximum power of a sword. At this moment, Long Yu suddenly felt that his speed was restrained in an instant.

"Realm?" Long Yu felt the feeling of being suppressed by the domain for the first time.

"The wind is like a shape, the wind is like a shadow, the wind is like dust on the enemy..." The latter's whisper fell, and Long Yu seemed to have seen a prey that had been subdued in his hands.

"Realm of Wind!" Long Yu completely understood why this stalker could be so fast.

Long Yu was already ready to draw his sword. He turned slightly with his lunge, and the sword was unsheathed in a flash!

It was also a sword energy that came out!

Taoism was integrated into it, the sword light had already reached the enemy, and the sword light containing the killing intent suddenly turned into a curved hook and slashed at the pursuer.

"Fifth style, breaking wind style!"

Long Yu turned around and discovered that the man holding a sword was also in his hand. The sword was dark green in color, with a section of the sword's body hollow. The speed of the stalker in the field did not slow down at all, and the sword kicked back and slashed down!

The sword broke through the sword energy and stopped. The two looked at each other, and the sword shadows in their eyes seemed to resonate for a moment!

"You are also a swordsman, and you have also mastered the art of swordsmanship..." The stalker's voice was hoarse and soothing. He flicked his sword and stopped to look at Long Yu.

"Ha, you are the same. It's really surprising. I never thought that I could meet a swordsman like me so quickly in this world." Long Yu also drew out another sword.

"Domain, condense." Long Yu also condensed the domain immediately with a smile, but it was just a great way.

The stalker looked at Long Yu's field and his eyes couldn't help but shrink: the shadow of a full moon shone beside Long Yu.

When the two realms competed with each other, both of them felt the loss of spiritual power accelerating.

At this moment, both Long Yu and the stalker were already using all their strength to mobilize their spiritual power, holding the sword tighter as their palms turned inward.

Because both of them believe that attacking with all your strength is the highest respect for a swordsman.