Xie Longyuan turned and left, leaving only the young man standing under the waterfall thinking alone.

After a long time, Xu Ming came back to his senses and looked at the water in front of him. He decided that the way forward was to cultivate his strength. It was best to give it a try with his current state of mind.

Because it is the most important thing to control the strength from the beginning, so even with the first sword, there is no problem of being unable to hold the sword.

After three sword blows, Xu Ming suddenly noticed that there was light mixed with the overwhelming sword intent flying from the water flow behind him.

The strange phenomenon was so great that the river had been divided into two pieces, splashing the river water onto both banks.

Xu Ming bent his legs slightly, leaned back and jumped, leaping into the air and rolling backwards. The sword energy happened to pass behind him and hit the waterfall.

There was a loud roar, and the water rushing down from the sky was exploded by this force, and water droplets fell like rain all over the sky.

The uninvited guest who arrived here at unknown time rushed from the shore and stood up when approaching the waterside. Using the relatively larger water drops as stairs, he climbed up step by step, and finally came to the side of the swordsman in blue shirt and stood upright.

Split down.

Xu Ming, who was still in the air, was lying on his back. The heavy sword over there was already close at hand. At the critical moment, the sword of yesterday was in his hand across his chest.

The ding-dong sound vibrated in all directions. At the moment of collision, yesterday's sword, which was made of very rare materials, was still bent by the weight of the heavy knife and hit him. You can imagine how strong the force was.

Xu Ming groaned, as if being suppressed by a huge boulder, his body fell to the ground like a comet, and he plunged into the river.

Suddenly, the originally calm river surface stirred up huge waves. Moreover, due to the excessive impact, many stones at the bottom of the river were brought out of the water.

The momentum is overwhelming.

Xu Ming, who was in the water, felt that the world was lonely for an instant, and there was a tingling sensation on his back. He didn't have time to think about it, he clapped his hands and swam away along the river.

The uninvited guest holding a heavy knife landed steadily on the shore, and watched helplessly as Xu Ming rushed out of the water after retreating far away.

Xu Ming held the sword of yesterday and used his spiritual power to stand on the river.

Because the river was turbulent and swaying, he followed the waves, as if he were standing on the rolling earth.

Xu Ming, who was caught off guard, wiped the corner of his mouth, looked at the young man who was not taking advantage of the victory, and grinned: "So it's you."

The young man holding the heavy sword was very handsome, with a tall and straight posture. The pair of sword eyebrows raised his eyebrows at him: "He is more capable than I thought."

The person in front of me is none other than Qin Heng, the martial arts genius of Jingdao Sect.

Xu Ming frowned, thinking that this guy was pampered at his own mountain gate, so even in Liudao Villa, he couldn't help but do something?

Qin Heng took a big step forward and asked, "Did you kill Feng Wulang?"

"That's right." Xu Ming shook off the water stains on his sword and took a step forward.

Sword after sword, the momentum is overwhelming and he will not give in.

"Then you have found the right person. With this ability, you do have a chance to kill the leader of our Jingdao Sect. But since you know he is one of ours and you dare to kill him, it proves that you are ready to die."

This time Qin Heng didn't just take one step, but kept moving towards the figure on the river.

The same is true for Xu Ming, "To be honest, I quite admire you for daring to kill someone in Liudao Villa, but it's a pity that the target is me, so it's a bit of a mystery."

At this time, the two sides were no more than three feet apart. Qin Heng's heavy sword was already relatively narrow and long. He took a few steps again and then swept it across:

“You’ll know once you try it!”

Xu Ming seemed to have expected it. He tilted his waist back, almost at a ninety-degree angle, and the blade of the heavy knife passed in front of his eyes, radiating cold light.

Xu Ming twisted his left foot, and his body turned in a circle. The sword intent exploded from his body, and he stepped on Qin Heng's lower abdomen. Without being too greedy, he took advantage of the situation and stepped back.

Qin Heng, who was stepped on, was a little sarcastic at first because the kick was so weak.

But when he saw the swordsman in blue shirt bursting out dozens of dense sword energy during the raid, his expression changed drastically.

A dozen loud noises were heard in succession, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves. Qin Heng, who was standing on the river with his feet firmly rooted on the water, still slid backwards and came to the bottom of the waterfall where he was practicing.

Wherever he passed, two hollow cracks were torn out on his feet, but the gaps were quickly filled by the surrounding water.

Xu Ming fell far away, and as soon as he landed, he suddenly rushed forward, took one step forward, turned into a stream of light, and crashed directly into him.

Qin Heng roared loudly, his spiritual energy was like a flood bursting its banks, and ripples visible to the naked eye appeared one after another.

The moment the two collided, Xu Ming's cyan stream flew backwards, smashing through a pillar of the pavilion and flying towards the bamboo forest.

Xu Ming grabbed a piece of bamboo with one hand, uprooted it and threw it forward, while moving forward in an unpredictable trajectory.

With the green bamboo in front, attack the front.

Xu Ming was behind and had disappeared without a trace.

With one knife, he split the straight-shooting bamboo from the middle to the end with ease. In front of Qin Heng's eyes, two halves of the bamboo split and passed by his shoulders.

It was at this time that Xu Ming appeared behind him without any warning, maintaining a half-bent posture with one palm on the ground and the other hand holding a long sword upside down.

Qin Heng, who had been prepared for a long time, raised his strength and raised the heavy sword, then twisted his waist to separate Xu Ming's head.

But it was at this moment that the two halves of the bamboo suddenly shrank, and the arms tightly clamped together. Even if it was just delayed for a moment, he missed the best opportunity.

Yesterday, Xu Ming's sword pulled out a wound on the opponent's back, and blood splattered everywhere.

Qin Heng's eyes were red, and there was a surge of vitality in his body. His strength and speed increased by half a level, and he was able to catch up with Xu Ming's retreat time.

In desperation, Xu Ming had no choice but to block with his sword, and with a powerful and heavy blow, he struck yesterday's sword with a loud clanking sound.

Although the power of this sword is not bad, Xu Ming is still a swordsman who has accomplished the feat of going upstream. How can he really be at a disadvantage facing such an opponent?

Xu Ming, who was standing far away, kept his sword across his chest, and the hand holding the sword was trembling uncontrollably.

This guy is so strong.

Qin Heng, who had become a little different, slowly turned around and twisted his neck: "Originally, this move was to deal with Xie Fengshan, but I didn't expect that it would be exposed first on a whim."

At this time, Xu Ming suddenly sheathed his sword and smiled heartily: "I asked where did you get the courage to take action in the villa? I said, Senior Xie is over there, why do you dare to take action."

"It turns out that you, this guy, have never had any murderous intentions from the beginning to the end!"

Qin Heng's expression was as usual, and he did not change because his thoughts were seen through. He said calmly: "Senior Xie is very good at swordsmanship. Even my master highly praises him. As a disciple, I naturally have to give him his due.

of respect.”

"But if you only have this little strength, you will only die if you leave the villa."

Xu Ming shook his head: "I have enough enemies outside anyway, and I don't want you to be the only one left."

"You, on the other hand, have hidden yourself so deeply, and you have also learned this technique whose origin cannot be seen clearly. It seems that your master has worked hard to train you."

Xu Ming was amazed. Although the two sides had not fought much, it could be seen from his previous performance that this guy was about to break through to the late stage of Qi Nourishing Realm.

Just a final touch.

Of course, if you really have to face Xie Fengshan, the chances of winning are indeed high, but there is no guarantee of 100% certainty, especially when this skill is exposed.

It can be said that the gain outweighs the loss.

Xu Ming sighed softly: "It seems like you won't give up tonight, right?"

"As long as you are still in the villa, I can't kill you, but I will be happy to beat you until you can't get out of bed for a few days." Qin Heng grinned, showing his big yellow teeth.

Finally, Qin Heng stretched out his palm: "Put your sword away now. Are you ready to be beaten?"

Xu Ming did not answer this sentence immediately, but lowered his head slightly, a flash of light flashed across his chest, and a broken sword appeared out of thin air.

Qin Heng narrowed his eyes: "There are even storage treasures like this. It seems that killing you is enough for me to make a fortune."

Xu Ming, dressed in a green shirt, stretched out his hand to hold the Heavenly Sword.

Suddenly, an unspeakable aura emanated from him.

This feeling is hard to explain.

It's like a swordsman holding the sword that belongs to him.

Or maybe one person and one sword have created a new bond.

Xu Ming holding the Heavenly Sword.

Xu Ming holding yesterday's sword.
Chapter completed!