"I''lle first."


    A Nascent Soul stage martial artist unsheathed his long sword and attacked first.


    Lin Qingluo was elegant and calm, with the long sword spinning half a circle between his wrists, his figure shed, as fast as lightning, and pierced his forehead.


    The tip of the sword was glowing with dazzling golden light, and it came before him in the blink of an eye. The disciple was terrified, and before he could change his move, he was already pped flying.


    "Ie."


    Not to be outdone, the rest of the disciples resorted to their strongestbat power one after another, rushing forward one after another.


    Lin Qingluo''s figure was like the wind, and he flexibly controlled the long sword while rotating his wrist. The tip of the sword just stopped at an inch between the eyebrows of the challenging disciples, and he pped them flying with his palm.


    After a stick of incense, the challenged disciples fell to the ground one after another, leaving only Mu Fan, Long Gao brothers and sisters, and the two masters who secretly stole the teacher in the name of watching a good show.


    *


    "Sister, please advise."


    Mu Fan''s blood boiled, he opened his right hand slightly, and the Executioner Excalibur flew into his palm automatically.


    One person and one sword are connected with each other, and the sword body buzzes, releasing a strong fighting spirit.


    "bring it on."


    Lin Qingluo took the Jinghong Excalibur into her palm, and said domineeringly, "Let my sister testify how far you have grown."


    "watch out."


    Mu Fan shouted softly, held a long sword, and came quickly with phantom steps.


    The ck-clothed and ck-haired figure was so fast that it was almost invisible, only a series of illusory afterimages could be seen.


    "Well done."


    Lin Qingluo was dressed in a green shirt, her ck hair was flying, and she turned around sharply to avoid the sharp point of the sword.


    A dazzling sword light pierced the night sky with the faint sound of dragon chant, piercing Mu Fan''s heart like lightning.


    Mu Fan was startled, his body reacted before his brain, and he spun half a circle at an incredible angle to avoid the fatal blow.


    "Come again."


    Lin Qingluo''s figure was like the wind, and his ethereal and cold sword energy followed him like a shadow, chasing after Mu Fan''s figure.


    Mu Fan soared into the air, and as he twirled his wrist, the Evil Punisher Excalibur drew dozens of sword lights in the night sky, attacking her from different directions.


    "Good swordsmanship."


    Lin Qingluo smiled lightly, and flew up into the air, the Jinghong Excalibur spun in the palm of his hand with a dazzling sword light.


    Countless dazzling sword discs swirled around, forming a gorgeous sword flower.


    Layers uponyers of petals protect her in the middle, protecting her without revealing any water.


    Tsing-clothed and ck-haired, the graceful shadow of a fairy floats in the center of the sword flower. Under the dark night, it looks like a flower ****ing to the world. It is beautiful and brings a strong visual impactMu Fan After taking a breath, the attack speed slowed down by half a beat.


    Lin Qingluo curled his lips into a smile, his sword move changed suddenly, the human sword merged into one, and the sharp point of the sword pierced his eyebrows.


    "Stinky boy, you actually lost your mind during the sparring, the young master interrupted your leg."


    Zhu Xiejian jumped with aura, and just about to roar, Lin Qingluo had already approached.


    Mu Fan''s reaction was quick, he held the sword in both hands to block, and blocked his sister''s lightning strike three inches between his eyebrows.


    Lin Qingluo was only a false move, the tip of the sword falsely tapped on the de of the Exorcist Sword of Punishing Evil, turned around in the air, and struck again.


    Mu Fan didn''t dare to be careless, and focused on confronting his sister.


    Lin Qingluo smiled, deliberately took a fast pace, and made moves even faster.


    Two dazzling sword lights, drawing a perfect arc, criss-crossed in the night sky, chasing each other, leaving behind colorful sword shadows.


    *


    A thousand strokes passed in an instant, Mu Fan''s breath was slightly disturbed, and the mana in his dantian was almost exhausted.


    Seeing that he was powerless to fight any more, Lin Qingluo deliberately opened up an opening to lure him to attack.


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