The little white face became complicated. He looked at Yu Shu with a little strange look, "Don't you know?"
"I just knew!" Yu Shu frowned and blinked, "How do you all know?"
The little white face frowned lightly, "In the market at the foot of Wanfo Sect, there is information about hawkers selling trials. You can buy it as long as you spend some spirit stones."
"What?!" Yu Shu's voice suddenly rose a little higher.
She looked at the little white face with disbelief, as if she had opened up a new world.
The little white face nodded slightly. He looked at Yu Shu and held the long sword in his hand tightly. "I just sent two people away, and Wanbao Pavilion has not yet appeared."
"That means that there are not many monks in the Yulin realm who have appeared in Wanbao Pavilion."
"So...you can do something."
Yu Shu looked at the little white face and couldn't help laughing, "Are you not afraid of messing around and sending yourself away?"
The young man was choked by Yu Shu's words, and he didn't know how to reply for a while.
After a while, the little white-faced exhaled and said, "Miss, you'd better take action."
As he said that, the sword in the little white faced hand shone brightly, looking like he was waiting for it.
Seeing this, Yu Shu couldn't help but laugh twice.
Her hand was placed on the hilt of the Qingming Sword, and then slowly pulled the Qingming Sword out of the scabbard, and Yu Shu's sluts disappeared.
The sword energy in the late stage of the Jindan also dissipated, and he directly watched the little white face and stayed there.
His eyebrows and eyes frowned, and for a moment he twisted, "You are not in the Foundation Establishment Stage at all!!"
Yu Shu curled her lips slightly, shrugged her shoulders, and said a little scoundrel, "I never said that I am a sword cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage."
The little white face instantly felt that she was being tricked, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and she stared at Yu Shu in anger.
"Then..." Yu Shu raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Do we still want to fight now?"
The little white face gritted her teeth, and the blue veins on her forehead burst out, and she squeezed out a word, "Try it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual energy on the sword in his hand suddenly became stronger.
Yu Shu raised her eyebrows slightly, and she looked at the little white face, her lips couldn't help but curl up, and a little bit of excitement rose in her eyes, "That's good."
Yu Shu said, her wrist vein holding the Qingming Sword turned and a sword flower twisted out. The crisp sound was filled with a little playfulness, "Please give me advice."
The little white face nodded slightly, and his expression became a little more serious.
Then, he began to leap up suddenly under his feet, jumping into the air, blocking the sunshine, and his long sword rushed towards Yu Shu in the sunshine.
The cold and horrifying sword momentum swept away instantly, frightening the little monsters around him who had just enlightened themselves and fled, making noises in the trees and grass.
Yu Shu looked at the little white face calmly. Her half-smile lips seemed to be holding a pool of sake, which made her look a little bit of drunkenness.
The cold and bitter sword energy seemed to be coming, and the young white-faced sword gradually approached Yu Shu.
Yu Shu's eyebrows and eyes flashed, her arms and Qingming Sword became a straight line, and her wrist suddenly exerted force, and she reached the tip of the sword, making a buzzing sound.
She held the Qingming Sword and set up an arc on top of her head, and the spiritual energy injected into the Qingming Sword suddenly increased.
"The white crane soared into the sky." Yu Shu's muscles were tensed, and her eyes showed a little solemnity, mobilizing more spiritual power from her dantian.
She raised her sword and wrapped it around the attacking sword, blocking the young white-faced sword without any bias.
clang!!!
The two swords fought each other and made a muddy sound, and fireworks burst out from the swords where the two of them met.
Yu Shu narrowed her eyes, and a phantom of a white crane spreading her wings flew out from behind her and rushed towards the little white face.
The gentle white crane was full of murderous intent at this moment. The sharp bird beak was like a slender short sword, locking directly at the young white face's life gate.
Just as Baihe was about to approach Xiaobai's face, a gibbon figure flew out from behind Xiaobai's face.
The phantom of the gibbon is much shallower than that of the white crane.
It stood up, its long arms with its muscles squirting, constantly slapped in front of its chest, and a long roar came out and reached the sky.
It was a phantom made by the sword energy of the little white-faced.
The gibbon ran towards Baihe quickly, with a courage to move forward.
Two phantoms collided, and a breath of destruction suddenly exploded, as if it was about to sweep all living things dozens of feet in a square.
The three of them had thick tree trunks and the hurricane that they had stirred up was broken into two halves.
Countless trunks collapsed and the ground began to shake.
A few dazzling lights flashed in Yu Shu's eyes. She held the Qingming Sword and exerted force suddenly. The white spiritual power attached to the Qingming Sword suddenly lit up.
At that moment, the sky and the sun were blocked, and all things lost their luster.
"Ah!!" Yu Shu shouted loudly, and her powerful force was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, directly swinging the young white-faced sword.
At the same time, two phantoms in the air, the sharp bird beak of the white crane pierced directly into the heart of the gibbon.
Before this could be stopped, the white crane flew out directly from the gibbon and tore the gibbon into two halves.
A clear crane sound suddenly sounded, and with a bit of arrogance of victory, he announced the victory of this confrontation.
The gibbon's phantom collapsed and dissipated. The white crane hovered in the air for a few times, then flew back into the Qingming Sword.
The little white face hit the ground with a bang, causing a wave of dust and sand to fly, and the ground shook a little.
His long sword was shocked by Yu Shu's blow and took off his hand. He flipped around the air for several times. The tip of the sword fell to the ground and stood on the ground. His remaining strength was still shaking left and right.
The little white man was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, and a sense of horror, as if he could not accept his defeat.
His eyelids were trembling, his mouth buzzed a few times, his face full of disbelief.
Impossible! He can't lose so badly!!
It is a great shame for a sword cultivator to be picked up by someone to take off the long sword in his hand!!
A trace of water vapor flashed in the little white face's eyes, and it soon disappeared, and it immediately regained its momentum.
He held his breath in his heart and climbed up from the ground, and his blue robe turned dusty.
Without saying a word, he walked to his sword not far away, held the hilt of the sword and tried hard, and slowly pulled the sword out of the ground.
The little white-faced turned around and looked at Yu Shu with a stubborn look. He bit his lip and said unyieldingly, "Come again!!"
Yu Shu's eyelids were half drooping, and her eyes moved to the little white-faced hand holding the hilt of the sword.
At this time, the little white-faced right hand was trembling unconsciously, and the long sword continued to shake slightly.
Yu Shu used perfect force to attack, so the little white-faced reaction was also expected by Yu Shu.
But Yu Shu didn't calculate that the little white face would be so stubborn.
Yu Shu looked at her calmly for a few seconds, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her tone described the facts in a plain tone.
"Your hand can't even hold the sword, how can you do it?"
When the young man heard this, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his hand, his eyes suddenly became stunned.
He pursed his lips hard, and complex and obscure emotions flashed in his eyes.
After a while, the little white face turned his head stiffly and looked at Yu Shu.
He held the hilt of the sword hard and said, "I can!"
Yu Shu couldn't help but sigh. What she feared the most was meeting such a stubborn donkey.
"I gave you a chance to leave," Yu Shu blinked, with a little advice in her tone, "If you don't leave, don't blame me for sending you away."
After saying that, Yu Shu's eyes turned cold, her brows lowered, and her wrist turned, and the sword energy of the Qingming Sword overflowed in an instant.
After only a few breaths, the cold and arrogant sword energy that belonged to Yu Shu was a little rampant and wanted to fill the entire rain pond.
The little white face felt the breath and couldn't help but shivered.
He took a sudden breath, his heart sinks a little, and his eyes trembled slightly.
Yu Shu swung the Qingming Sword in her hand, and the Qingming Sword wrapped in white light, and swung several beautiful arcs in the air.
Then, Yu Shu's eyes trembled, and her body movements were like lightning, quickly approaching the little white face.
Just as the young man's face blinked, Yu Shu suddenly appeared in front of his face.
He was slightly stunned and immediately reacted, but his body, which had experienced many beatings, could no longer keep up with his brain.
The Qingming Sword came towards him, and the young man raised the sword with a little slower reaction.
The cold sword energy blurred the little white face.
It's too late.
This was the only thought in the little white-faced mind. He closed his eyes, lifted half of the sword, and suddenly he vented his energy and hung down with a little bit of self-deprecation.
The tip of the sword was hanging dejectedly.
Yu Shu narrowed her eyes. When she saw the little white face, she was about to stop.
She knew that the young man had no strength to take her move, so she only used a little force.
Yu Shu exhaled, and her wrist was about to turn over, suddenly something suddenly appeared in front of her.
Suddenly blocked her Qingming Sword and bounced her out.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Shu's eyes. She was bounced a few meters away by the sudden force before she could land on the ground.
Yu Shu barely stood firm. She frowned and looked at the thing in front of her, and there was a moment of pause in her mind.
What's this thing?
Yu Shu couldn't help thinking. This chapter has been completed!