The woman in red has a graceful posture, like a clear cloud hanging on the tree, feeling as if it is weightless.
Jiumei appeared under the tree and cut off the middle of the ancient tree where the three of them were hugging with one knife.
The big tree collapsed suddenly, and the woman in red flew into the clouds with her toes!
Bai Song looked up and saw only a red dot, which was a bit dazzling under the sun.
After a moment's dazzle, a cold light fell from above his head, as fast as lightning.
Bai Song struck again, knocking down the sword falling from the sky with his true energy, but he saw that there was a short sword behind the long sword!
The two swords came out at the same time, but along a trajectory. The short sword was hidden behind the long sword and could not be felt by the naked eye.
In an instant, the dagger fell on Bai Song's shoulder, without any defense.
A sneer came from the air: "It's better than this!"
However, Bai Song didn't move at all. The moment the dagger touched his body, it seemed to be blocked by a thin layer of true energy, blocking the blade abruptly.
The woman in red finally discovered the problem and fell rapidly in the air without any support.
Jiumei stood on the spot where the woman in red fell, and took a stance, as if she wanted to finish her off the moment she fell.
The woman in red was shocked, and her long and short swords were suddenly pulled back. The two women went up and down, and actually fought for no less than twenty rounds with a gap of only ten meters.
Finally, Jiumei's dagger fell from his hand, fell to the ground, and retreated for more than ten meters before standing still.
On the other hand, the woman in red looked proud and had a rebellious attitude.
Bai Song sneered and grabbed her shoulder by surprise.
The woman in red tried to break away and tried to turn her body around several times but failed, so she started to use her Qi in anger.
But before the zhenqi could be mobilized, he felt an extremely strong zhenqi rush into his body, instantly suppressing the zhenqi in his body.
The woman in red was a little anxious and stabbed back with the swords of her left and right hands, but Bai Song dodged it again.
She still refused to admit defeat and continued to struggle, but she heard Bai Song ask in a low voice: "Who are you from Qingyi?"
After hearing this, the other party knew that his identity was exposed, so he stopped attacking.
Jiumei came back with a short sword, ready to take revenge, but was stopped by Bai Song again.
"The twin swords of yin and yang are exactly the same as those used by Qing Yi. Qing Yi is my daughter's master and can be considered a half-student. Isn't it a bit against the rules for you to do it without saying anything?"
"Let me go!" the woman in red yelled.
Bai Song hesitated for a moment, then released his hand.
The woman in red moved her shoulders, looked Bai Song up and down, and said disdainfully: "I'm just here to test your skills."
"You haven't revealed your identity yet."
"I am Qing Yi's sister Hong Yi."
"Qing Yi... Hong Yi..." Bai Song was speechless, "Are you so casual in choosing names?"
"It's just a code name for Jianghu. Just remember it." The woman in red looked carefree.
"Since we are here to test, we shouldn't be considered enemies, right?"
"I received a letter from Qing Yi, saying that I was recuperating in Chang'an and was rescued by a senior official of the imperial court named Bai Song. Recently, you have become very famous in Hangzhou City. After several inquiries, I found out that you are the person who saved my brother. Although I
People who don’t like the imperial court, but because of this, we won’t become enemies.”
"Why did that girl come to test me?"
"Of course I heard about your seven-day appointment with the Mohist sword slave."
"What do you mean? Are you afraid that something will happen to me after seven days?"
The woman in red stared into Bai Song's eyes and asked with a smile: "Looking at your posture, you seem quite confident."
"Otherwise?" Bai Song replied matter-of-factly, "Based on the girl's test, who do you think can win in a battle between me and the Mohist sword slave?"
"Your skill is much higher than that of the Mohist sword slave, so of course you win."
Bai Song laughed when he heard this.
But the woman in red changed her voice: "However, you don't think that the Mohist sword slave will fight you in a decisive battle in seven days, do you?"
Bai Song was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean, girl?"
"The Mohist Sword Slave is not a fool. Why would he want to fight you in a decisive battle when he knows he is not your opponent? The one who really wants to fight you is an old monster who has disappeared for many years. He is the master of the Mohist Sword Slaves in the past. There is only one codename named Wuming Swordsman.
"
"...Unknown Swordsman?"
Bai Song's heart sank. At the same time, he also thought why this name sounded so strange?
But the title of master of the Mohist sword slaves of all dynasties was enough to make him serious.
"Tsing Yi and I hang out in the Jiangnan area, and Qingyi is apparently the number one master in Jiangnan. I believe no one is more familiar with the secrets of the Jiangnan area than us. A long time ago, there was a legend about the unknown swordsman in Jiangnan.
The unknown swordsman was a figure who had defeated the great master Xu Hua, but he just retired from the world and never asked about the world again. A few years ago, I didn't believe it, after all, I had never seen it. But later, Qing Yi met him in Beishan.
I saw an old man wielding a bamboo sword and fought with him, but he couldn't survive three moves. Then I realized that there is a world out there, and the legend of the unknown swordsman is real."
"How can we prove that the unknown swordsman is related to the Mo family?"
"I met the Mohist sword slave and the Mohist elders at the Beishan Pass, and heard that the Mohist sword slave said that he wanted to invite his master to come out. That's all I know. Do you think the other person is the master of the Mohist sword slave? Do you still have confidence?
Must win?"
"..."
Bai Song fell into silence.
This news indeed came too suddenly, and there was no preparation at all.
Seeing Bai Song's expression, the woman in red said: "I'm here to repay you for saving Qing Yi. If you keep it in the dark, you will definitely die in seven days. Even if you know now, I think it's more serious than bad.
Heed my advice, leave here early, and forget about the seven-day appointment."
"There are rumors in the world that the unknown swordsman defeated the great master Xu Hua? Qingyi couldn't survive three moves in front of him?"
"I saw Qing Yi's defeat in three moves with my own eyes. The opponent did not show his true strength at all. As for the great master Xu Hua, I don't know."
Having said this, the woman in red put away her swords.
"I've already said what needs to be said. As for how you want to deal with it, it has nothing to do with me. Just take care of yourself. I'm leaving."
The woman in red walked away gracefully without stopping for a moment.
When Jiumei returned to Bai Song, she was a little nervous: "Is Xu Hua the old man who seemed to be an immortal in the imperial city that day?"
Bai Song nodded.
Jiumei swallowed her saliva and said in a deep voice, "I think we should stay away from the edge for now."
Bai Song did not answer immediately, but pondered for a long time, and then said firmly: "If Xu Hua really loses to him, then I, the apprentice, will help him avenge him in seven days."
"What? You don't want to die?"
Bai Song looked around and said with a faint smile: "They are just legends. Who can tell whether they are true or false? Besides, my luck has always been good. If I really reach a desperate situation, maybe I can predict it.
It’s possible that something unexpected might happen.”
