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The two of them were at similar levels. They were both agility attack spirit masters who excelled at speed. Zhu Zhuqing, who was prepared for Zhu Zhuyun's attack, was naturally able to deal with it.
Ding~
Under the night sky, the sharp claws pierced the silver-white blade, with a harsh trembling sound. The collision spattered a series of sparks, which flickered in the dark night.
So fast!
Zhu Zhuyun narrowed his eyes and looked at his sister who easily blocked his attack. The speed of drawing the sword almost made him unable to react in time.
Seeing that the attack was fruitless, Zhu Zhuyun immediately retreated, his flexible body flipped several times in the air, and finally landed firmly on the ground.
Zhu Zhuyun looked at his sister in surprise, looking at the fierceness in her eyes, Zhu Zhuyun felt a storm in his heart.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at his sister's surprised look, turned the blade in his hand, put it into the sheath easily, and then said lightly.
"If you still treat me as the weak girl I was, you will suffer a lot, sister."
"Haha, I really can't underestimate you~"
Zhu Zhuyun smiled slightly, and her soul power began to surge. She stretched out her hands, and sharp claws popped out from the slender claws. Her tall and round legs took an elegant cat walk. Four soul rings quietly appeared, surrounding her gracefully and gracefully. The body spins and shines.
In the dark night, one of her eyes was green and the other was blue, twinkling with enchanting light. She bent down, stretched out her paws, and swayed a slender black cat tail on her round buttocks. , as if entering a hunting state.
An invisible sense of oppression filled the surrounding space. The hunter licked his claws, which were ready to be stained with blood, looking forward to the pleasure of hunting.
Zhu Zhuqing also felt the pressure from her sister. She knew very well that even if she practiced hard, even if she took fairy herbs that could increase her soul power, her soul power would not be as good as that of her sister, who was about the same talent as her and was a few years older.
After several years of practice, the fairy grass could not immediately bring the distance between them back.
However, the difference reflected in strength is not just reflected in the difference in soul power level.
Over the years, Zhu Zhuqing has seen a lot of soul masters who can leapfrog and defeat their opponents. Soul power level is not the only way to increase their strength.
For example, Tang San, and another example, Zeng Yi.
I have practiced swordsmanship with Zeng Yi for nearly two years, and now I am one of them.
His own strength is not only his soul power, but also the blade in his hand and his belief in becoming stronger.
Looking at his sister, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes became determined. He reached out and grasped the hilt of the bamboo-cut sword at his waist, and pulled it out in an instant. In an instant, the wind and waves stirred up, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.
The invisible sword energy slashed out and flew in front of Zhu Zhuyun in the blink of an eye.
The strange-colored eyes shrank rapidly, and the sharp sense of crisis made Zhu Zhuyun immediately feel chills. Seeing this invisible sword energy slashing at him, he felt extremely shocked in his heart.
Netherworld Thorn!
The yellow soul ring surrounding the body flashed, and the first soul skill was quietly activated!
In an instant, Zhu Zhuyun's figure disappeared from the place, as if it turned into a purple-black light, like a sharp thorn, instantly piercing the invisible sword energy that came towards his sister, Zhu Zhuqing's body. Attack past.
The action was done in one go, and the whole process happened in the blink of an eye.
The purple claws stabbed towards Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows.
However, when his sister's figure appeared in his sight, Zhu Zhuyun's attack paused, and his strange-colored eyes widened, filled with disbelief and disbelief.
The long hair scattered like the Milky Way shines brightly under the bright moonlight, and the star-like eyes are deep and mysterious, seeming to contain the endless starry sky.
Her body looked extremely sacred and elegant under the moonlight. Just standing there quietly made people unable to have the desire to attack and could not help but love and care for her.
The elegant, noble and sacred figure is like a beautiful narcissus, blooming under the moonlight.
What surprised Zhu Zhuyun the most was the four soul rings surrounding her body.
Soul Sect!
Zhu Zhuyun couldn't believe it. How many years had it been? In three or four years, she actually went from a second-level soul master to a fourth-level soul sect, reaching the same level as herself!
Seeing that the sharp claw was about to pierce his eyebrows, Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained as calm as water, and a star-like brilliance flashed in his eyes.
Zhu Zhuyun's forward attack and Zhu Zhuqing's counterattack and drawing of the sword. At this moment, time seemed to be frozen.
In an instant, silver and purple flashes of light intertwined and disappeared in an instant.
In this flash of lightning, the positions of the two people also crossed each other.
The moment he passed by, Zhu Zhuyun turned his head and glanced at his sister. She still had the same cold expression on her face, and there was no wavering in her eyes.
Phew~
A gust of cool wind blew by, and a strand of hair fluttered in the wind, slowly falling on the hard bluestone.
Zhu Zhuyun turned around mechanically and looked at the girl standing opposite with a knife, his eyes wide open and full of shock.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that her little sister, whom she had not seen for several years, was an extremely strange person.
"Are you a Soul Sect?"
After coming here for a long time, Zhu Zhuyun's voice broke the silent atmosphere. She looked at her sister with wide eyes, and even her voice was trembling.
"Sister, anything can happen in this world, just like now, right?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at his sister and said lightly.
Seeing that this sister who once felt out of reach was now trembling all over because of him, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but feel in a trance. This feeling was like a dream.
Looking down at the bamboo cutter in his hand, Zhu Zhuqing's lips curved into an imperceptible smile.
"Thanks......"
Her voice was so soft that Zhu Zhuyun, who was still shocked by her strength, did not notice it.
"This is impossible!"
A roar resounded across the night sky.
What followed was Zhu Zhuyun's violent attack.
Zhu Zhuyun's eyes flashed with anger and unwillingness, and his charming face was a little distorted.
She waved her claws and launched attacks again and again, faster and faster each time, leaving a series of afterimages on the ground.
The sharp claws formed a web, like a dragnet, eroding and covering Zhu Zhuqing.
However, no matter what, Zhu Zhuqing could always take every attack from his sister.
No matter how fast she is, no matter how tricky or weird her attack angle is, Zhu Zhuqing can always block every attack with her sword.
The collision between the claws and the blade caused a series of crisp collision sounds in the space, and beautiful sparks bloomed in the darkness.
"Why? Why? Why are you a Soul Sect? Why are you stronger than me?"
The attacks were resolved by Zhu Zhuqing one after another. Zhu Zhuyun was a little confused and couldn't understand. He was extremely unwilling and felt a sense of frustration.
No matter how fast she is, she can still catch the attack at a faster speed.
It was obviously just the tail of a crane that was crying behind him, but before he knew it, he had caught up with him, and even surpassed him.
This strong sense of gap was difficult for Zhu Zhuyun to accept.
She and her younger sister had similar talents to begin with, but just because they were a few years older and had a few more years of practice, they were always far ahead of her younger sister.
But now, this gap no longer exists. What does this mean?
Doesn't that mean that he is a complete waste?
Zhu Zhuyun couldn't accept this reality and began to become crazy.
Hundred Claws of the Netherworld!
Zhu Zhuyun retreated a distance, and then quietly released his soul skill. The surging soul power turned into hundreds of sharp claw shadows, like a net, attacking Zhu Zhuqing.
Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes condensed, revealing a fierce look. Facing his sister's powerful soul attack, his sharp claws surrounded all his escape routes, like a dragnet.
The blood flow in his body was accelerating. Facing this seemingly unavoidable attack, Zhu Zhuqing's brain was extremely clear and calm at this time.
Takekiri quickly retracted his waist, holding the scabbard in his left hand, and stepped forward with his legs, making a gesture to draw the sword.
Take a deep breath.
In an instant, the blade was drawn out, and the movement was completed in one go!
The underworld is dancing!
In an instant, the sword light slashed out, one transformed into ten, and ten transformed into a hundred. The messy sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the space was filled with Han Ren's sword intention.
The sword energy cut through the net composed of sharp claws, and not only that, but also had the remaining energy to fly towards Zhu Zhuyun's slim body.
Zhu Zhuyun was stunned and frightened, and immediately waved his sharp claws to resist the incoming sword energy.
However, she could not resist all the dozens of scattered sword energies. Many slash marks appeared on her black night clothes, revealing her snow-white and delicate skin.
Zhu Zhuyun took a few steps back in a messy manner. She looked at the sister holding the knife, breathing heavily, sweat sliding down her cheeks, her hair was messy, and her cheeks were still flushed.
She couldn't believe that her sister's strength had reached this level.
With her forty-seventh level soul power, she was unable to do anything to her sister, and moreover, she was suppressed!
"This is impossible!"
Zhu Zhuyun yelled unwillingly, stepped out, and shot towards Zhu Zhuqing like a cannonball.
The sharp claws on her hands shone with light, her palms merged, and the fourth purple soul ring surrounding her body shone with light.
Soul skill, Netherworld Slash!
She used all her soul power, and purple-black light shone, even her body was surrounded, and her whole body turned into a huge moon blade and slashed away.
Zhu Zhuqing did not dare to be careless in this formation. Her own soul power was several levels lower than that of her sister. She relied on her superb swordsmanship to fight like this with her sister.
Now, her sister had used all her strength to form the strongest blow, and Zhu Zhuqing did not dare to be careless.
The third soul skill, demonization!
In an instant, an even more powerful aura erupted from Zhu Zhuqing's body, and even the method like a galaxy flew up, and the holy temperament on his body immediately changed.
Becoming violent and crazy.
Black mist loomed around Zhu Zhuqing, and her star-like eyes turned scarlet, shining with a strange blood light.
On the white neck, some black and red magic lines were also quietly carved on the rock.
Seeing the purple-black moon blade coming towards him, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes seemed to be flashing with madness.
With one step, her figure flew out lightly, holding the long knife tightly in both hands with a look of determination.
In a daze, Zhu Zhuqing's sprinting figure seemed to shake, splitting into a phantom body exactly like hers.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, rushed away in a staggered manner, making it difficult to tell which one was real and which one was a phantom.
Dancing with the stars and the moon!
This is when Zhu Zhuqing obtained the fourth soul skill, Phantom Clone, and then created a sword style.
Smart, graceful and graceful, just like the moon elves dancing.
The staggered star-moon sword lights collided with the huge purple-black moon blade. In an instant, a flood-like air wave spread crazily around, and the powerful impact literally lifted the bluestone floor on the ground.
In an instant, a violent storm broke out around them, and the surrounding area washed by the storm became messy and desolate.
As the storm dissipated, the moonlight returned to the center of the storm.
Under the moonlight, two beautiful figures stood on the spot.
"You lose, sister."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was very soft when he spoke, but his posture when holding the knife was very stable.
Zhu Zhuyun froze on the spot when he heard the familiar voice coming from behind, and his whole person was a little sluggish.
She lowered her head and glanced at the blade on her neck. Her unwilling expression disappeared, and the corner of her mouth curved slightly, revealing a wry smile.
"Yeah, sister lost..."
Zhu Zhuyun smiled miserably, and when he said these words, he felt much more relaxed.
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing put away the knife, glanced at his sister's back, then turned and left.
"Wait, Zhuqing."
Zhu Zhuyun turned around and saw that she was leaving, and couldn't help but shout.
Hearing the sound, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but pause and turned to look.
"Zhuqing, what happened to your martial spirit?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at his sister, thought for a moment, and continued walking without answering directly, leaving her with a trace of her back.
"Sister, Zhuqing now has the power to cut off the shackles."
"The fate that my family has tied to me can no longer restrain me!"
Zhu Zhuyun stood there, listening to the words that were still echoing in his ears, watching his sister's back disappear under the moonlight, his eyes trance, frozen in place.
After a long time, Zhu Zhuyun raised his head, looked at the bright moon in the night sky, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Zhuqing, you have grown up too~"
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