On the other side of the battlefield, Fu Hongxue and Zhongli Congnan were still facing each other.

Mu Xiaojiu, Shui Sen, Hu Xiaoxian, Mu Duan and Li Xiaobai stood aside, quietly waiting for the decision of the two, or rather, Fu Hongxue's decision.

"Are you sure?" After a long time, Fu Hongxue finally said these two words slowly.

Zhongli nodded from the south, "I'm sure, I know I'm not your opponent, I just hope to be able to borrow your sword, first, to connect the grievances of the year, and second, to help me break through the master." ”

When Zhongli Congnan said the previous reason, everyone didn't react, but when he said the second reason, Li Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look at Mu Xiaojiu, "Master, this is ...... He, he's also reached that threshold? ”

Mu Xiaojiu shook his head slightly, "No, he hasn't reached that step yet, but soon." ”

Shui Sen gently patted Li Xiaobai's shoulder, "Xiaobai, I have a little confidence in your master." Zhongli didn't walk to the door from the south, he was still one step away from the door. What he meant was that he hoped to be able to understand something from Fu Hongxue's knife and make it easier for him to open the door. ”

Li Xiaobai nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to look at the two swordsmen.

Fu Hongxue looked at Zhongli Congnan and didn't speak for a while, and there was no expression on his face that was always like an iceberg, so people couldn't tell what he was thinking at all. However, after a while, although he still had no words or expressions, everyone still knew about his decision.

Fu Hongxue is not a person who likes to express himself with words and expressions, and many times for him, actions may be the best way to express himself.

So, at this moment, Fu Hongxue stretched out her hand.

Fu Hongxue's hands are very similar to those of a swordsman, his hands are not as slender as those of a swordsman, but they are a little stronger and more powerful than those of a swordsman. However, such a pair of strong and powerful hands, which are good at holding knives, are so pale, even so pale that the blood vessels are clearly visible.

Everyone thought that Fu Hongxue was going to put her hand on the hilt of the knife, however, Fu Hongxue didn't do that. He simply raised his hand, then took a booklet from his bosom and threw it on the ground.

Then, the knife intent suddenly began to spread from Fu Hongxue's body.

At first glance, Fu Hongxue's sword intent seemed to be very similar to Mu Xiaojiu's, because it contained a killing intent. However, Mu Xiaojiu's killing intent was more raging, more manic, and more chaotic. Fu Hongxue's killing intent is more pure, and there is a sense of restraint and depression in it.

"Seeing a knife is like seeing a man." Mu Xiaojiu suddenly said softly: "Although Fu Hongxue hasn't taken out the knife yet, I seem to have seen his knife and his people." Loneliness, forbearance, indifference, perseverance, and a deep but hidden hatred. ”

At this moment, Fu Hongxue didn't speak, but Zhongli Congnan instantly understood what Fu Hongxue meant. So he smiled, Fu Hongxue was really a confident person, he refused to pull out the knife first, but told himself with the knife intent that he would pull out the knife first. Because in Fu Hongxue's heart, if he pulled out the knife first, then he would not have the opportunity to go out again.

Therefore, Zhongli stretched out his hand from Nan and grabbed the handle of the knife at random.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, this is probably the most poetic magic knife in the martial arts.

Xiao Lou heard that the spring rain overnight is indeed a magic knife, and it is the kind of knife that is stained with evil nature and murderous intent, as soon as it appears, it must be a bloody storm. However, this magic knife is not only demonic, but also poetic.

Devil, devil in this knife; Poetry, but poetry is in the knife technique.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain all night, the full moon scimitar, and the magic knife slashed!

At this moment, the Full Moon Scimitar was slowly pulled out of the scabbard by Zhongli from the south, inch after inch. And the description of "slowly" is actually half right and half wrong, because this knife actually seems to be slow but fast. At the same time, this knife is definitely not as weak as it seems.

In Li Xiaobai's eyes, this knife was too fast. But in Mu Xiaojiu's eyes, this knife is actually not fast, at least the speed at which Zhongli pulls out the knife from the south is actually not fast, the reason why Li Xiaobai feels fast is just because he was suppressed by Zhongli's sword intent from the south.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and this knife was the spring rain.

The poet Du Fu once wrote a poem "Happy Rain on a Spring Night", which said: "Dive into the night with the wind, moisturize things silently." Li Xiaobai is like this, and he was affected quietly.

However, Mu Xiaojiu sighed faintly in his heart. He didn't sigh goodbye, but sighed from the south. Because, so far, Zhongli Congnan has not even been able to control this small building and listen to the spring rain overnight. It's not that you can't control it completely, it's that you don't have control at all.

Zhongli Congnan, who couldn't even control this knife, naturally couldn't control the divine sword slash.

Not at all, completely out of control. The full moon scimitar and the divine knife slash pay attention to "the knife is me, I am still me", "man is the soul of the knife, and the knife is the slave of man". It's a pity that Zhongli has completely become a slave of the knife from the south. In other words, the Full Moon Scimitar and the Divine Sword Slash were supposed to be controlled by people, but Zhongli was controlled by a sword from the south.

Zhongli Congnan did not hold the Full Moon Scimitar, he had become a slave of the Full Moon Scimitar.

Only those who are wise and wise, or those who are most affectionate, can be protected from the demonic nature of the full moon scimitar. Now it seems that Zhongli Congnan did not meet either of these two requirements.

At this moment, at the moment when Zhongli had not pulled the Full Moon Scimitar out of its sheath from Nanshang, Mu Xiaojiu had already seen the end. Perhaps Zhongli Congnan, with the power of the Full Moon Scimitar and the Divine Knife Slash, was able to survive under Fu Hongxue's knife and avoid death. However, if he can't see through and see through for a day, he won't be able to break through the master realm and step into the door of the grandmaster for a day.

To put it bluntly, Zhongli's knife from the south today was actually taken for nothing.

The Full Moon Scimitar in Zhongli's hand from Nan was completely unsheathed, and there was still the last inch left. And Fu Hongxue was still standing quietly in place, without sadness or joy, and without any action.

Fu Hongxue seemed to have turned into a stone, a stubborn stone that had existed there since ancient times, and he was indifferent to the wind and sun. Even the sword intent that had escaped from him at the beginning had completely dissipated at this moment.

Fu Hongxue at this moment made people completely unaware that he knew martial arts.

Suddenly it was overcast, and the sun was about to be completely obscured by dark clouds.

But just when there was still the last ray of light left in the sun, Zhongli completely pulled out the full moon scimitar from the south.