The woman in green's sword eyebrows slightly curved, as if she was sneering, her true energy suddenly surged, and silver-white crystals condensed in front of her, shaped like diamonds.
The moment the diamond crystal collided with Li Xiaosha's sword, red flames erupted. It was a flame emitted by the extreme collision.
Bang!
Li Xiaosha's body flew back, but the red flame stuck to the tip of the sword like a soul-killing evil ghost.
Li Xiaosha's retreat speed is getting slower and slower, and the red flame is getting weaker and weaker.
When Li Xiaosha's feet landed on the ground and he stood firm, the red flame extinguished and disappeared like the last bit of fluorescent light.
Everything returned to calm, except for the trembling of the sword's edge, which proved to everyone how intense the fight just now was.
Everyone was shocked. What they saw before them was beyond their knowledge of martial arts. They didn't even know what the red flame was, where it came from, and how it disappeared.
And she hasn't drawn her sword yet!
The long sword with its simple scabbard was quietly on her back from beginning to end.
Li Xiaosa opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his body swaying slightly like water plants in the wind, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
He couldn't even stand firmly, and he had obviously suffered internal injuries.
This... everyone's expressions were extremely horrified.
The cold voice of the woman in green came with a mocking tone: "You are vulnerable! If it was a sword just now, could you withstand it?"
In that blow just now, Li Xiaosha's tendons and veins had been injured, and Qi and blood surged into his throat.
The woman in green slowly turned her back, her slender back was noble and cold: "Everyone cut off their arms and left."
It's not a command, but it's more irresistible than a command. I can only obey it.
Everyone looked at Li Xiaosa, placing a glimmer of hope in him. Young Master Xiaosa was still standing.
At this time, Li Xiaosha couldn't bear it any longer. Qi and blood broke through his throat, and he spit out another stream of blood.
His body shook violently, and he was about to fall to the ground. He thrust the sword into the ground to make a crutch. After bending his knees slightly, he stood up straight again.
The woman in Tsing Yi seemed to know that Li Xiaosha was their spiritual support, and said coldly: "Who can let you stand and fall down!"
An invisible energy rushed straight towards Li Xiaosa. When everyone saw this, they forgot their own life and death at this moment, and flew away to block Li Xiaosa's front.
Only five people with higher martial arts cultivation, Wolong Fengchu and Jixiang Sanbao, arrived in time.
The moment he used all his energy to resist, five people were knocked away at the same time.
The remaining power of Qi Jin was not dissipated, and Li Xiaosa was about to receive another blow with his injured body.
A man stood in front of Li Xiaosha, drawing a small circle with the blade in his hand, and easily deflected the blow.
Everyone was surprised, we still have experts on our side!
Excited and inexplicable, he looked around and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of Li Xiaosha. His face was rough and his skin was yellowish. Only his eyes showed an unusually outstanding demeanor at the moment.
It doesn't look amazing, and it's the type that doesn't attract attention in the crowd.
When they saw the knife in his hand, someone blurted out: "Dragon Scale Knife."
I saw this sword. The shape of the sword was slender and more delicate than ordinary swords, but the thickness of the sword was thicker than ordinary swords. There were some inscriptions on the blade, which looked like dragon scales.
Under those dragon scale inscriptions, the entire knife gives people a deep silvery look.
Since he is holding the Dragon Scale Sword, he is the Mad Sword Gaoyi, one of the thirteen outstanding martial arts masters of the Li family.
The thirteen heroes of the Li family are the top representatives of the Li clan's martial arts. All the thirteen are famous.
It's just that they are so big that the dragon has never seen its tail. It's rare to see them, but they encountered them in this place today.
Seeing that Li Xiaosa was defeated, Xiao Gai was originally disheartened, but when he saw strong reinforcements appeared, he quickly asked: "Who is he?"
Someone responded: "The thirteen martial arts heroes of the Li family are so righteous."
Xiao Mao asked again: "Is it great?"
Someone told Xiao Gao about Crazy Sword Gaoyi's amazing record of never losing a single defeat in his life.
Li Xiaosha saw Gao Yi standing in front of him and smiled bitterly: "Gao Yi, you finally showed up."
Gao Yi responded: "Brother Li, you specially invited me to help, how could I not come? I'm sorry, I didn't take action just now. I wanted to find this woman's flaw and kill her with one strike, but it's a pity that the other party didn't do anything from the beginning to the end. Show your flaws."
Li Xiaosha had a wry smile on his face. He couldn't even make the other party draw his sword, so how could he make the other party reveal his flaws, "Gao Yi, be careful, this woman is unfathomable."
Everyone heard the conversation between the two and felt that they had a good relationship.
Li Xiaosha is nearly forty years old and has been friends with Gao Yi for more than ten years.
The woman in green looked at Gao Yi and asked, "Who are you?"
Gao Yi smiled proudly and said, "My knife will tell you."
Everyone felt that Gao Yi's words were full of arrogance, but at this time, facing the arrogance of the woman in green, it was exactly what they needed, and it also boosted their morale.
The woman in green's sword arched her eyebrows slightly: "Come on then."
Gao Yi didn't behave politely like Li Xiaosa and cut him off with one blow.
Before anyone could feel the sword energy, they saw Gao Yi Dao and others arriving in front of the woman in green.
After two flashes of swords, the two of them were already staggered.
The master held a strand of black hair and said provocatively: "I don't want to do this!"
His strike against the scales and the wind seemed to be one strike, but it was actually two strikes. What was really powerful was the second strike, which landed with incredible possibility.
The woman in green didn't say anything, she just slowly pulled out the sword from her back.
She was finally willing to show her sword. Maybe Gao Yi, her opponent, was worthy of her showing her sword.
When he saw the woman in green wielding her sword, Gao Yi immediately stopped the smile on his face and his expression became solemn.
For Li Xiaosha, the woman in green in front of him is a being that Li Xiaosha cannot defeat.
For him, the woman in green clothes in front of him is also his number one rival in life.
When Xiao Gao saw the rainbow-colored long sword in the hand of the woman in green, she immediately blurted out: "Penetrating the sun!"
Someone asked: "What Guanri!"
Xiao Mao said: "In addition to the two invincible divine swords of Yunxueyuntai, Shenwu Peak's Colorful Cloud Sky also has nine military swords, namely Bugnao, Wangchuan, Liaoyuan, Fanyun, Guanri, Bahuang, Chengcheng, Mountains and rivers are unparalleled. The military front in her hands is the sun."
"Those who want to wield these nine weapons must stand out in the internal competition at Shenwu Peak."
Xiao Mao was also half-assed about Jianghu affairs, but he only knew a lot about Shenwu Peak.
Someone asked: "So the woman in front of me is one of the nine most powerful people in the colorful clouds of Shenwu Peak?"
Xiao Mao nodded and murmured to himself: "Generally speaking, those who hold one of the nine weapons are guarding the seventh level of the last level. How could we meet so quickly? The two brothers who were in the last level. Guan’s opponent is the owner of Shanhe Bingfeng.”
While everyone was talking, Crazy Sword Gaoyi had already engaged the woman in green.
When everyone saw the power of the sword, they finally understood why Gao Yi was nicknamed Crazy Sword. The power of the sword was like that of thousands of troops. The Crazy Horse galloped and ran amok, never to return.
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