In fact, this is just an appearance. Gao Yi's every sword is practiced thousands of times, and at the same time, he takes into account the skill of conquering the world.
What's even more powerful is that his blades often appear in incredible places, making it difficult for people to guard against them.
This is why when the woman in green faced his sword attack at the beginning, even though she was able to do it with ease, he still cut off a strand of green hair.
What if this knife didn't cut off the opponent's green hair, but cut it on the opponent's body.
The most people who died in his hands were the Nilianfengzhan sword. Gao Yi often killed his opponents with just one sword strike, and many of them had opponents with the same level of cultivation as him.
As one of the thirteen martial arts elites of the Li family, Gao Yi's martial arts cultivation is lower than that of the thirteen elites, but his reputation is above the four wizards.
He is in love with swords and understands the essence of swords. What is truly powerful is not his cultivation, but his swords.
Incredible, unpredictable sword power.
But at this moment, every one of his unpredictable strikes seems to be able to be easily resolved by the other party.
Gao Yi is puzzled.
The woman in green clothes actually took the initiative and said, "Do you know why? Because you are too weak and too slow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sun-piercing military front passed through the dragon-scaled military front and pierced Gao Yi's throat and heart. Gao Yi could not avoid it.
The strange thing is that when the sword edge turned, only a thin sword energy penetrated Gao Yi's shoulder blade, and a stream of blood burst out.
It was obvious that the woman in green was showing mercy. Since she could easily break through his body-protecting Qi, if the sword Qi invaded Gao Yi's meridians, Gao Yi would have suffered internal injuries.
The woman in green clothes said with a provocative and sarcastic tone: "Is that just that? That really disappoints me."
Gao Yi hadn't felt hurt for a long time, and he hadn't smelled his own blood for a long time. His blood was boiling in his body, as if he was going crazy.
People are crazy, and swords are crazy. They don't care about their own bodies at all. They just want to be stabbed to death by the opponent and split the opponent in half with one knife.
Despite this, the result is regrettable. His unpredictable sword power, which only attacks but does not defend, still cannot even cut the corner of the woman in green clothes. Instead...
He has been stabbed by the woman in green more than ten times. Each sword could seriously injure Gao Yi or kill him.
But she only made Gao Yi slightly injured and bleed. She felt that the more the man bled, the crazier he became. Perhaps she also longed to meet an enemy who would threaten her life.
He was not crazy enough and far from reaching her own standards. She stabbed the opponent faster, causing the opponent to bleed even more.
Everyone saw that Gao Yi was stabbed repeatedly, from his feet to his shoulders by countless swords. There were also two cuts on his yellow face, and his clothes were stained red with blood.
When this scene fell into Li Xiaosa's eyes, he felt that the two were not fighting, but that Gao Yi was enduring torture, one sword after another, and his crazy sword movements were nothing more than a helpless wail.
No one has ever been able to humiliate Gao Yi like this, but the woman in front of him did it, and it was a fait accompli.
Li Xiaosha couldn't bear to read any more and shouted loudly: "Gao Yi, you have repaid my kindness."
Gao Yi didn't know the pain all over his body. He only smelled the smell of his own blood, the smell that made him crazy. He only had one thought in his mind, just one knife, just one knife. It was inevitable in the past, but now it was a fluke.
There has never been any luck in martial arts, and the word "lucky" has never existed among top martial arts masters.
The woman in green had lost her patience. This time the sword edge did not fall on Gao Yi, but directly hit the dragon scale blade.
Head-to-head confrontation, the strong and the weak are judged.
Gao Yi flew backwards like Li Xiaosa, and hit the ground hard. The dragon scales fell from his hands, and a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
But this blow was much more serious than the one he had been stabbed with a hundred swords just now.
Gao Yi vomited blood and said with a sad smile: "This woman is much more powerful than that one arm."
Everyone didn't know who the single arm Gao Yi was talking about was. Maybe it was a fierce rival Gao Yi had encountered in his life, but it was obvious that Gao Yi, the crazy swordsman and one of the thirteen heroes of the Li family, was no match for the woman in front of him.
Gao Yi, who had never lost before, finally lost today. Not only was the defeat so sudden, but it was also so humiliating.
The thirteen martial arts heroes of the Li family are an undefeated myth in the hearts of martial arts practitioners. This myth was shattered at this moment, and everyone felt uncomfortable and found it difficult to accept it.
It can only be said that this woman is too strong and terrifying, making Shenwu Peak a new myth.
Not only do I want to ask, how strong are those two brothers in the 21st year, who can survive all the way and reach the colorful sky in one breath.
The woman in green said softly: "I am vulnerable." Compared with her earlier sarcasm towards Li Xiaosa, her tone now was full of regret.
Gao Yi stood up and said with blood on the corner of his mouth: "Woman, I still have one last knife."
When the woman in green clothes heard this, her cold frosty eyes showed a hint of expectation.
Li Xiaosha approached and said, "Gao Yi, that's enough!"
The woman in green said coldly: "Whoever dares to stop him will die today!"
Then he said to Gao Yi: "If your knife can make me injured and bleed, I will let them go. Otherwise, I will be buried with you. There is no need for you wastes to stay in this world."
This indifferent and taciturn woman finally said a humane word, but this humane word seemed so harsh and cold.
Li Xiaosa wanted to stop him, but he couldn't. It wasn't because he was afraid of death, but because he knew his friend's character well. He had to be cut off with this knife, otherwise his life would be more uncomfortable than death.
Gao Yi held the knife in both hands, closed his eyes tightly, and returned to heaven and earth in silence.
Everyone could not feel any real energy flowing in his body at all, they just felt as if he had become a lifeless stone.
Only when the wind blew his hair and the white snowflakes stuck to his red wet clothes did he realize that he was a person - Crazy Sword Gaoyi.
When they noticed that Gao Yi's true energy surged and the air in the entire space was suddenly drained, Gao Yi's sword had already been taken.
"Bury the moon with one knife!"
Burying the Moon, as the name suggests, means burying the moon. What kind of power can bury the moon?
They only saw a ray of light, so bright that the white snow on the ground was eclipsed. It was so bright that the sky turned into day and night in front of this light, and it needed this knife to illuminate it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The knife is very bright, and the light is enough to burn people.
There was a flash of rainbow light, and the two lights of red and silver had collided together.
The snow was so thick that no one could see anything, but the winner was decided in an instant.
The flying snow rushed back to its original position at an unnatural speed, as if time was going back.
The woman in Tsing Yi's eyes had a hint of humanity.
Everyone clearly saw the astonishment shown in those frosty eyes, and a trace of lucky expectation escaped from their hearts. Did Gao Yi win? After all, this sword is so bright.
"That's it? That's it!"
The woman in green said "that's it" twice in a row. The first one was confused, the second one was angry.
"You don't even deserve to have my body stained with blood!"
While Guanri Bingfeng sheathed her sword, the woman in green gripped the dragon scale blade with two extremely long fingers, raised her foot and kicked Gao Yi in front of the door.
The dragon scale was still clamped between the two fingers of the woman in green clothes, but Gao Yiren had already flown away and hit a pine tree.
Bang! The pine tree, which was more than ten feet high, broke and fell down.
"A bunch of trash!"
There was no ridicule, only extremely disappointed anger.
With a flick of two fingers, the dragon scales came out from his fingers, carrying a stream of ice that was cold enough to kill everyone.
There is no master among them who can block this blow. They can only look at the knife and wait for death to come.
Li Xiaosha looked deeply into the depths of the clouds and mist. He was already very close. "Lao Wu, I'm sorry."
Xiao Mao closed her eyes, daughter, what do you look like? What a waste as a father.
The sound of Yin Yin's roar is like the roar of a dragon and the chirping of a phoenix.
A bright ray of light, like unrestrained thermal electricity, flew towards me.
"Kunwu!" A Kunwu roar followed closely, shaking the snow on the ground.
After this hot electricity knocked away the deadly dragon scale knife, the light dissipated.
A sword is inserted straight into the ground to measure life and death. This is the boundary and cannot be crossed even one point.
The people who had escaped the disaster looked at the sword with astonished expressions. Who was it? They all turned their heads to look.
Kunwu sword is very handsome, responsible and handsome.
The master of the sword is responsible for forcing people. His face is covered with snow and wind, and he is pulling a sled with one arm, like a humble ravisher.
The four luxurious women wearing brocade and leather jackets on the sled were in sharp contrast to the old-fashioned northern Shaanxi clothes he was wearing.
When they saw his face clearly, everyone shouted in surprise: "Master Hao! Hao Fengliu!"
The words Hao Fengliu made them feel excited involuntarily, as if a god descended from heaven.
Xiao Mao was so excited that tears filled her eyes, and she murmured on her lips: "Brother Hao, Brother Hao..."
Everyone's eyes fell devoutly on Hao Fengliu, as if they were welcoming a saint.
The woman in green clothes was about to leave, but she stopped and slowly turned around to look at the man pulling the sled.
Then he moved his gaze to Murong Guanyin, who was walking side by side, and didn't move any further.
Xie Fu said: "Good fairy, you fairies from Shenwu Peak are quite arrogant."
Murong Guanyin met the woman in green's gaze and said with a slight smile: "She is much more arrogant than me."
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Is it because I need a lesson? That's why I am so arrogant."
"It depends on your ability. Did you see the person lying on the ground?"
Xie Fu started counting: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. He is not bad at making men lie down. Seven at a time."
These words made Murong Guanyin couldn't help but turn his eyes from the woman in green to Xie Fu, with a hint of glare. How could Guanyin glare at others, "With you, I am the eighth."
Xie Fu laughed loudly: "It's scary for a young man to say that."
"I hope you won't be frightened for a while."
"Oh, so powerful, but after all, Xiaosheng is also a strong fighter from all over the country. Ordinary women can't defeat me."
"If you keep doing this, I won't talk to you anymore."
"Okay, okay, good fairy, who is she?"
"Nangong Shining, the owner of the Sun-piercing Military Front."
Xie Fu didn't know the meaning of Murong Guanyin's words at all, so he asked directly: "How does it compare to you?"
Murong Guanyin responded: "Better than me."
"Then a good fairy should practice diligently. After playing chess tonight, maybe Xiaosheng can play with the good fairy to learn from each other."
Murong Guanyin kept his word and stopped answering.
