Ranran smiled and said, "But after the battle with Yan Shisan, it's time for me to leave."
Crow was not surprised and said: "Leave?"
Randomly said: "I have been away from home for seven years. Even if I talk too much, you still won't understand."
The crow really didn't understand.
Ranran said quietly: "From now on, the villa will be handed over to you. Maybe I will come back one day, but I don't necessarily know!"
The crow couldn't understand his words anymore, but now the sky was red and the sun was setting.
Randomly started to move, and when he moved his steps, Yan Shisan also walked towards him...
The two people approached slowly, and the sound of their footsteps seemed to have disappeared under their feet. There was no sound. The two bodies were so light that they seemed to have no entity. They were like ghosts and gods at this moment.
At the same time, Yan Shisan couldn't hide his excitement and said, "I have been waiting for seven years, waiting for him, and also waiting for the moment when I am qualified to fight you."
Ran Ran smiled and said: "I started preparing this sword seven years ago, so draw it!"
"good!"
With a "choking" sound, he drew his sword; the moment he finished speaking, Yan Shisan drew his sword.
But as soon as he drew his sword, he heard a beautiful piano sound...
Clear, crisp, clear, the sound is clear and sweet.
Then he saw the sword light again...
Chuoyue, Meandering, Lu Li, and Sword Light are all amazing.
He didn't know whether the sound or the light came first. He was slow at the beginning. Perhaps it should be said that the arbitrary sword was faster than he imagined. Only Xie Xiaofeng could match it.
Although this was not the first time Yan Shisan had seen his swordsmanship, it was the first time Yan Shisan had faced such a sword. After drawing his sword, he could only retreat quickly.
The sword has arrived, I have to retreat!
Before he could get up, he took seven steps back, and the light of the sword shone between his eyebrows; he stepped out of a gap that others couldn't grasp, but he grasped it.
In this gap, he immediately returned the sword.
With a "ding" sound, the two swords splashed out sparks of fire.
The Xianyin sword shook slightly, and Yan Shisan was thrown away even with his sword. He swung his sword horizontally, and an invisible sword energy was forced out.
As soon as any figure disappeared, the sword energy hit the ground, splitting the earth and splitting the rocks, leaving a deep mark.
Everyone could see that Yan Shisan's sword had become even more terrifying.
Not to mention breaking the solid trees, the sword energy came into being when the two of them fought for the first time. The sword energy cut through the surface and penetrated the soil. The sword seemed to be casual, but the wind in his face was cut open, and the sword edge roared extremely sharply.
The light of the swords lingered, twisted together, and circled the sky. The shadows of swords and flowers filled the sky, making them look like fantastic colors.
Wu Wu, Tie Kaicheng, and Murong Qiudi were stunned, their whole bodies stiffened, and their breathing stopped.
Suddenly two "dang-dang" sounds were heard, sparks shot out, and two figures, one black and one white, bounced away.
The two of them flew down, and the trees fell down immediately.
They originally thought that a battle between Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan was rare in the world, but now Yan Shisan's battle with Anyi Yi was so earth-shattering that it had the power to scare away the gods and demons of nine heavens and ten places.
The sword light flashed again, and under the two swords, nothing could stop the two of them.
The sword's intention freezes thousands of rivers, and its green edge destroys thousands of mountains.
The two men's swords were completely invisible, except for the sword shadow and the sword body. Apart from the sword light, the sword body could not be seen at all.
As far as they could reach, there was a clear clearing in the maple forest for the two of them. No one could get close to it. Once anything came close, it would be cut into pieces.
Just like falling maple leaves...
One split into two, two split into four, and then instantly turned into countless pieces.
When the sword light shines, it is not only terrifying and irresistible, but also so bright that one can't help but admire its splendor.
Daozi's paintings, Xizhi's pens, Luban's axes, and their swords are all so brilliant, so brilliant that everything loses its color and brilliance.
The swordsmanship of the two has reached the advanced level, and their swordsmanship skills are almost godlike.
Yan Shisan glanced at the sword light, and with one strike of the sword, everything turned into nothingness. All tangible and intangible things seemed to be wiped out, with no form or spirit left.
However, with a slight wave at will, the beautiful piano sound is forced out, and the brilliant sword light is emitted. The string sound is gentle, the micro steps are light, elegant and unrestrained, which is in line with the artistic conception of flying and unreachable.
Yan Shisan's sword was neutralized in an understatement.
The two of them fought faster and faster, and when they were fighting to the fullest, it seemed that even their figures were fading away; their bodies moved, and every time they moved, the most terrifying sword light was forced out among the clouds and shadows.
The energy was flowing everywhere, the sword energy was flying, and even the earth seemed to be shaking slightly.
The horror disappeared in an instant, and even more horror suddenly arrived...
Finally, Yan Shisan was about to use his last sword.
Even if two swordsmen fight with hundreds or thousands of swords, they only need one sword to determine the winner. Therefore, all swordsmanships and sword fights are just for the one sword that will win.
Brother Xuanyuan knows the swordsmanship well, and his swordsmanship has long been flawless.
Since there are no flaws and no flaws can be created, one can only use the most perfect sword to break through the unparalleled and unrivaled swords. Everything in breaking through the sword is completely natural.
The distance between the two people is very close!
The sword suddenly thrust out with all its strength!
This is really the last sword, the sword that determines victory or defeat.
Life, death, life, Yan Shisan's sword kills all life, everything seems to have stopped, except for his sword, there seems to be no other life in the world.
It was as if everything was destroyed by this sword!
This was the first time I had palpitations, the fear of death.
His face showed surprise, and indeed fear, but his expression was more of excitement.
Men often like excitement. The strongest wine, the sharpest knife, the fastest horse, and the most beautiful woman can all bring excitement to a man. But now that he was facing the most terrifying sword in the world, this kind of excitement was unprecedented.
The other sword that was originally stationary seemed not to be dead, and the sword that was not dead could naturally move.
Then, next, the sword really moved!
The light of the sword split the sky and came out, and the sound of the sword shook the people.
This is a stunning, chic, supreme, and arrogant swordsmanship. It is not only shocking, but also shocking to the world. It is not a 'thousand one', it is a 'world-shaking'.
The two swords melted into nature and disappeared into the heaven and earth. The sword tips were no longer in contact with the sword tips. The two of them just changed their moves.
The swords disappeared at the same time, and finally appeared at the same time, and the figures were misaligned and separated.
In the dead silence, their eyes fell on the two of them.
Yan Shisan remained motionless, the blade of the sword flashed with cold light, and there were a few drops of blood dripping from the tip of the sword. The blood on the tip of the sword can only be arbitrary blood. Only his blood will appear on the tip of Yan Shisan's sword.
But blood is also dripping from the edge of any sword.
Yan Shisan's throat has been pierced, and Ran Ran's heart has been stained red with blood!
There was a rattling sound in his throat, and he said with great difficulty: "I...I lost!" This was his last sentence.
Randomly said: "Just one point away, just this point away from you being able to pierce my heart."
His voice seemed to be sighing, but he also seemed to be a little lucky. At that moment, Yan Shisan was really only a minute slower. The sword had already pierced into the heart, and the sword energy had hurt the heart. If it had been one more minute...
