Ye Jiuyou turned his head and looked at Hua Wushuang opposite, "Let's get started."
Hua Wushuang couldn't wait any longer and immediately attacked Ye Jiuyou.
Ye Jiuyou stepped back and easily avoided Hua Wushuang's attack.
Hua Wushuang took out a soft sword from her waist and said with a cold snort: "Let me see how you can hide!"
She is now twenty-five years old. She has learned many sword moves over the years and is very good at using soft swords.
Ye Jiuyou also saw that she had a certain level of swordsmanship, so he decided to take a closer look.
After all, the swordsmanship of Huanyun Continent is somewhat different from that of Interstellar.
She kept dodging but did not attack, which made Hua Wushuang a little angry, "Ye Jiuyou! Why are you hiding! Fight me!"
Ye Jiuyou had been dodging like this, and her soft sword couldn't touch Ye Jiuyou's face at all.
How to scratch her face like this!
Ye Jiuyou's posture was leisurely, and he avoided Hua Wushuang's attack with mysterious steps. There was a slight smile on his lips, "Are you in a hurry? Then use your strongest sword move and let me see!"
Hua Wushuang lowered her eyebrows and looked slightly sinister, "I will scratch your face today! You will never be able to seduce His Highness Ninth Prince again!"
She became fierce as soon as she launched her attack, chasing Ye Jiuyou step by step.
Each sword stabbed towards Ye Jiuyou's face, and in the middle it also slashed towards Ye Jiuyou's waist and chest.
Ye Jiuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, aware of Hua Wushuang's intention.
Hua Wushuang not only wanted to scratch her face, but also wanted to scratch her skirt.
The soft sword passed by Ye Jiuyou's cheek, carrying negligible sword energy.
This sword didn't even cut off Ye Jiuyou's hair.
Ye Jiuyou saw that Hua Wushuang's sword moves had gradually become repetitive and instantly became boring.
She performed the Moon Step under her feet and instantly arrived behind Hua Wushuang. Her slender fingers pinched Hua Wushuang's wrist, "It's my turn."
Hua Wushuang felt a pain in her wrist, and her fingers instantly lost strength. The soft sword in her hand fell and was caught by her small white hand.
Ye Jiuyou held the soft sword and shook it. The sword trembled like a silver snake. She curved her lips and chuckled, "The fourth-level spiritual weapon feels pretty good."
Hua Wushuang's sword was snatched away, and he immediately took out a long sword from his storage bag, "Ye Jiuyou, give me your sword back!"
She moved towards Ye Jiuyou, but Ye Jiuyou instantly resolved her attack.
As the two of them went back and forth, Hua Wushuang opened her eyes in shock, "Ye Jiuyou! Why do you know the swordsmanship of my Hua family!"
The sword moves Ye Jiuyou used were clearly from "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" and were the sword manual passed down from the Hua family's ancestors!
"Have you forgotten what you just taught me?" Ye Jiuyou tilted his head and smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"How is this possible!" Hua Wushuang didn't believe it at all, "How could you know it after just one look!?"
Ye Jiuyou flipped her wrist, and the soft sword was as flexible as a silver snake in her hand, "If you don't believe it, pull it down."
The next moment, the soft sword struck Hua Wushuang's head.
The tip of the sword trembled, and in three or two blows, the pearls on Hua Wushuang's head were knocked to pieces.
The hairpin made a crisp crackling sound when it fell to the ground.
Hua Wushuang's bun fell down in an instant, and the messy hair blocked her sight, making her look like a crazy woman.
"ah--"
Hua Wushuang screamed, "Ye Jiuyou! I'm going to kill you!"
Her perfect image!
His Highness Ninth Prince will definitely have a bad impression of her when he sees her like this!
She clenched her sword tightly and attacked Ye Jiuyou with a somewhat messy movement.
Ye Jiuyou's figure was like a ghost, flashing around Hua Wushuang.
Everyone in the palace was stunned.
Their cultivation level was higher than Ye Jiuyou's, but they couldn't even see Ye Jiuyou's figure clearly. She was so fast that it was like she had multiple clones, all surrounding Hua Wushuang.
Di Yin looked in the direction of Ye Jiuyou with her thin lips slightly hooked, guessing in her mind that she must have learned this mysterious movement technique from the Guixu Divine Seal.
Hua Wushuang was so tortured by Ye Jiuyou that she collapsed and screamed: "Ye Jiuyou! Stop!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jiuyou stopped.
But before Hua Wushuang could make a move, there were gasps in the hall, accompanied by whispers of surprise.
"Oh my God......"
"Bald!"
"Don't look at anything inappropriate!"
"Hua Wushuang has a really good figure..."
Hua Wushuang also felt cold on her head and body, as if a cool breeze was blowing directly onto her scalp and skin.
She looked down at herself and screamed instantly: "Ahhhh——"
The original long skirt now turned into a short skirt, with a pair of white legs exposed, and the clothes on her upper body became tattered, only slightly covering her key parts.
She hugged herself tightly with a panicked expression, and then realized that the ground was covered with black hair.
He reached out to touch his head, but he felt a smooth scalp.
Ye Jiuyou shook the soft sword in his hand and said with a smile: "How about it? My skills are not bad, I haven't left you a single hair."
Hua Wushuang's breasts rose and fell violently, and the short cloth could hardly cover her desire to come out, "Ye Jiuyou! You bitch!!!"
She looked sad and angry, and her voice was sharp and harsh, almost lifting the roof of the hall.
Ye Jiuyou narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to touch his ears, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Didn't you just want to cut my skirt?"
"I..." Hua Wushuang argued, "But I didn't get scratched in the end, right?"
"I didn't let you succeed just because I was good. It doesn't mean you don't have that intention. Besides, you are going to die. It doesn't matter whether you wear clothes or not." Ye Jiuyou chuckled lightly, raised his sword and stabbed her.
But Hua Wushuang was wearing a defensive spiritual weapon, so the sword was naturally blocked.
Ye Jiuyou's eyes darkened, "Let me see how many defensive weapons you still have to stop me!"
Each of her swords is filled with cold killing intent, each move is fatal!
Hua Wushuang's body continuously erupted with white light, which was the light when the defensive spiritual weapon took effect.
The necklace around her neck and the bracelets on her wrists are all defensive weapons.
However, it can only help her resist a few fatal injuries.
"Puff——"
It was the sound of the sword cutting into flesh.
Hua Wushuang's eyes widened and she looked down at her dantian, where her soft sword was piercing deeply.
"Wushuang!" Hua Zhengxiang shouted in a deep voice, and the people rushed towards this direction.
A figure appeared in front of Hua Zhengxiang. Ye Cangfeng said with a faint smile: "Hua Family Master, let the children handle their own affairs. We elders should not interfere."
Saying that, Ye Cangfeng looked at the Emperor of Xiyan Kingdom who was not far away, "Your Majesty, do you think I am right?"
The Emperor of Xiyan Kingdom squeezed the wine glass in his hand. At this point, could he refute what he said?
He could only respond and said: "Yes, and they have already made a decision about life and death. It will not help if they go to help. It is better to wait and see what happens."
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