What kind of movement can attract people to fight?

In an instant, the stars in the sky, the torches on the ground and the lights of thousands of houses seemed to have suddenly lost their brilliance, and only a sword light filled the room.

The second master of the Qin family, Qin Guanyue, is at the core of the sword light, majestic. The sword light stretches across the sky, but it is not necessarily sharp, but round like a leek leaf; it is not extremely sharp, but it has its own characteristics.

There is a look of disdain on the world, as if all the swords in the world are under it, and they must surrender.

"I want you to understand clearly that this is the unique secret skill of my Xiliang Qin family. It is called the 'Ming Xin Jue' and can be used with all weapons."

Qin Guanyue stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes like torches, shining brightly. Only at this time, only when he mentioned something he was proud of, would he get rid of his usual dullness and show his aggressive side.

"Even if you say unnecessary words, are these your last words?" Yan Shiyi chuckled in a low voice, with purple energy rising from his body, which was unusually dazzling in the dark night.

"That's right, who in the world doesn't recognize the 'Ming Xin Jue'? It's unnecessary for me to mention it." Qin Guanyue said seriously.

Low laughter swirled around, Yan Shiyi's eyes flashed with a strange purple light, and passed into the blade, causing the Purple Night Sword to overflow with an even more arrogant purple light.

"It's really not nice to answer some questions that shouldn't be answered."

The Ziye Knife swung out with force, drawing a purple blade, which was then twisted and elongated, like a living thing, with a sting that penetrated the bone marrow, making those who faced it tremble all over and tremble with fear.

Qin Guanyue twisted his wrist, raised his long sword and shook it. The sword light rolled into a cyclone, sucking the horse in, and then it became invisible.

"Do you know 'Ming Xin' and you still don't dare to admit that your death is coming?" He flicked his wrist again and turned, the sword light was like an arm command, slashing diagonally and horizontally from left to right, intending to kill Yan Shi.

Cut it off at the waist.

clang!

Yan Shiyi chuckled and swung the Ziye Sword at will to block the blow; the sword light directly collided with the blade, and fierce sparks burst out, much brighter than fireworks.

"I very much admit that your performance, your words and deeds, your eyes, and your expressions all illustrate the fact that you love it. Although this love is very beautiful, I have to be moved, but after all, such beauty

There are limits."

As Qin Guanyue turned her wrist, the sword light changed direction and launched attacks from all blind corners. She said with great interest, "How do you say that?"

The sword light flashes randomly, and its trace is very elusive: it may be attacking your armpit one moment, and it may be attacking your eyebrow the next moment.

Yan Shiyi finally moved, but he remained calm. The Ziye Knife almost became an extension of his arm, and he could always parry and counterattack from subtle angles.

"For example, the mind of meditation will never be included in the secret arts. Although it is a first-rate existence among the auxiliary methods, it is not in the secret arts; it is ignorant and knows nothing about the world. No matter what you think about it, it is not included in the secret arts.

It knows nothing about your emotions, whether it is love or mission; what you want to protect and what you intend to express are really nothing more than trivial matters in the eyes of outsiders..."

The sword light suddenly turned, from left to right, and from right to left, as if to severely overturn Yan Shiyi's words, embodying some unknown anger, and slashed at him as fast as lightning.

The chuckles got louder and came from all directions.

The Zi Ye Dao spun in Yan Shiyi's hand for a half circle, rendering a wonderful purple color. He immediately held it and once again clashed with the sword light, beautiful fireworks burst out and cheered.

"Perhaps one day it will be able to stretch out to the stars, decorate them, and rise above the gods. At that time, the glory of the Qin family will cover the earth, and everyone in the world will say long live and obey from the bottom of their hearts; but you can't see it.

That world."

Purple light soared into the sky, and accompanied by a strange chuckle, Ziye Dao suddenly broke away from the sword light and suddenly rose up, following Yan Shiyi's flying figure, setting off each other.

I don't know how many blows were struck in an instant: in the void, in the air, in the dust, in the halo of the sword light, even the deep darkness seemed to be dyed by the purple sword light.

"Here you will wither before you bloom."

There was silence between heaven and earth, like the calm before the storm.

Qin Guanyue frowned deeply. First, the hand holding the sword trembled, and then his whole body shivered and trembled involuntarily. The sword light was easily destroyed from the inside out, and the sleeve of his arm was instantly struck by a knife.

The light shatters and extends in a destructive manner.

It can be seen that when it spreads to the whole body, he will die.

"snort!"

At this time, thunder suddenly broke out from the ground: a thunderous snort came from the distant sky.

One moment they were at the end of the sky, but at this moment they were above their heads, and a mountain-like pressure poured down like the Milky Way hanging upside down.

All the purple color turned into nothingness like sword light, and all the visions disappeared. Qin Guanyue fell on a roof a hundred feet away, her face was pale, and the sleeve of the hand holding the sword was clean and exposed.

Strong arms.

"Let's go!" He greeted with a cold face, but without any intention of waiting for anyone, he just walked away.

Lu Xian, who was far away on the tower, first looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in surprise. After he recognized the person clearly, he followed him honestly.

The old man who suddenly appeared was the coldly snoring master. He also landed on the beacon tower and was looking at Yan Shiyi like an elder brother sizing up a naughty younger brother. However, due to his bad temper, his eyes looked...

It's scary, like the look in the eyes of a righteous man looking at evil thieves.

He was wearing a yellow and green Tuanhuazi robe, with gray beard and hair, and his eyes were bulging and bright. The corners of his eyes were turned up, as if he was trying to make a hole in the sky. He was very vigorous, which was not at all appropriate.

his age.

Yan Shiyi probably knew the identity of the person who came, and he slowly returned the sword to its sheath, his brows full of displeasure: "What a misfortune! There are always a few old people who never die, and they often ruin other people's good deeds; if you are here

You died on his behalf, so I can forgive you for your fault."

"I am Zhang Dashan." The old man hummed.

"So what?" Yan Shiyi said coldly.

"You little bastard, not only am I ranked ahead of you, but you are also..." The old man's fiery temper was ignited at the first moment, but he suddenly paused in the middle of the sentence, but raised his hand, and invisible infuriating energy filled the void and spread around the two of them.

A forbidden sound zone.

This trick of preventing the leakage of sound waves can be easily accomplished as long as the source sea is developed and the true energy is born, let alone the masters on the Shura Ranking.
Chapter completed!