Zhao Yuqing is on the top of the independent mountain, with snow at his feet and a hazy sea of clouds in the distance.

Acacia is not far away?

Not far away!

Acacia is in the heart, how can it be far?

On the corner of Zhao Yuqing's mouth, a bitter smile was raised, looking at the end of the world.

Suddenly!

A cold wind is blowing!

Zhao Yuqing frowned slightly, and looked sideways, a man in black wearing a samurai uniform. At some point, it had appeared behind her.

"This young lady, my young master. I want to invite you to have a drink, I wonder if I can enjoy my face? ”

Zhao Yuqing's answer was still concise and to the point.

"Not interested!"

Nozawa Saburo was a little annoyed, and said coldly: "Since the young lady refuses to appreciate her face, then don't blame me for being polite!" ”

Before the words landed, he suddenly pulled out his katana, in a vain attempt to coerce Zhao Yuqing to go with her.

However, Zhao Yuqing still didn't look at him directly, just quietly looked into the distance.

Saburo Nozawa also seemed to have sensed that the girl in front of him, who looked like a fairy, was by no means an ordinary girl who was weak and could be at his mercy.

However, the fearlessness of bushido still allowed him to keep going.

When he was still ten steps away from Zhao Yuqing, Saburo Nozawa asked again: "Beautiful young lady, let me ask you one last time, do you take the initiative to go with me, or let me take you away?" ”

Zhao Yuqing squinted her eyes and glanced at him coldly.

"Noise, get out of here!"

Before the words fell, he drew his sword with his backhand, like a long rainbow through the sun, and slashed diagonally.

Nozawa Saburo was shocked when he saw the situation, and subconsciously returned to the knife to block.

He is a forbearance, and his strength is roughly equivalent to the peak of internal strength, and he can't stop Zhao Yuqing's sword at all.

I only heard a crisp sound of "click". The katana in Nozawa's hand was forcibly split in half. Even the arm holding the knife was neatly cut off.

This is also the result of Zhao Yuqing's kindness, unwillingness to kill, and deliberately keeping his hands.

Otherwise, with this sword alone, he can make his head fall to the ground.

Nozawa Saburo looked at his broken knife and broken arm, and he trembled with fright, and his face was full of panic.

"Get out!"

Zhao Yuqing said another word coldly.

Saburo Nozawa was relieved, so he hugged his broken arm and rolled down the mountain in embarrassment.

was swept away by a small night, Zhao Yuqing looked at the spot for a while, and then prepared to go down the mountain.

Suddenly!

The wind is blowing!

The sea of clouds forms an inverted whirlpool, which looks very weird.

Zhao Yuqing realized an unprecedented danger, his face became solemn in an instant, and one hand was tightly pressed on the hilt of the sword.

"Who's sneaking around in the shadows, get out of here!"

"Truly, yes, at a young age, I am already in the realm, or a pure yin body, God really helps me. According to your old saying in Huaxia, there is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! ”

With the sound of gloomy words, I saw a thin figure, bent over his waist, and slowly walked into Zhao Yuqing's sight.

Zhao Yuqing frowned, and shouted, "Who are you?" ”

"The old man Takeo Miyamoto, the former head of the Iga Sword Sect, they all call me the Sword Saint!"

The old man's cloudy eyes burst out with a touch of pride.

"Little girl, you can come here because of the old man. In this way, the old man is going to give you a great creation, are you willing? ”

Zhao Yuqing looked at Takeo Miyamoto vigilantly, and asked in a condensed voice, "What kind of great creation?" ”

Takeo Miyamoto looked at the Fuji Mountain Pass, stretched out three fingers, and said with a slight trembling: "In three days, the sky will rain divine thunder, and the earth will erupt divine fire." The old man needs a pure yin woman who is proficient in swordsmanship to practice with me, lead the heavens and the earth, and break through the shackles. I've been searching for 20 years, but to no avail. I'm glad God had mercy on me and sent you here! ”

When he finished the last sentence, he couldn't help the smugness in his heart, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Zhao Yuqing trembled with fright, and shouted in a condensed voice: "You are dreaming! ”

Before the words fell, the long sword in her hand turned into a shocking rainbow and slashed towards Takeo Miyamoto.

Takeo Miyamoto didn't move at all, not even dodging at all, just looking at Zhao Yuqing with a smile.

"Boom!"

This sword slashed at Takeo Miyamoto's body protection qi, like grabbing a stone and throwing it into the vast sea, only splashing a small wave.

Takeo Miyamoto looked at the faint sword marks on his body protection qi, squinted his eyes and praised it.

"The swordsmanship is good, who is your master, who can teach such an amazing disciple as you!"

Hearing Takeo Miyamoto's words, Zhao Yuqing's mind immediately appeared with Li Chen's figure.

Everything she has learned in this body is taught by Li Chen. said that Li Chen was her master, but it was well deserved.

"Just by you, you are not worthy to know my master's name!"

After saying this proud sentence, Zhao Yuqing raised his sword with both hands.

"Dang Qiang!"

The shadow of the sword roared, like a dragon's groan. Under the reflection of the snow, it is like a colorful rainbow, shining brightly. In an instant, the sun was obscured from the sky.

Immediately, I saw a bright moon rising. Sprinkle a cool afterglow. Like a clear spring, dripping on the edge of her sword, it became one with it.

"Yuehua Slash!"

This sword, like a comet hitting the moon, a white rainbow piercing the sun, and the eagle struck the temple. In an instant, it took away the light of the entire heaven and earth, like a bright moon falling rapidly, fluttering into the world.

Rao is the Dongying Sword Saint Miyamoto Takeo, and at this moment, he couldn't help but change his face.

"Such a strong sword intent, it's a pity that you are just a small transformation realm, if you also enter the divine realm like me, the old man is really not your opponent!"

Takeo Miyamoto drew a black iron sword and slashed it wide.

The furious sword shadow roared like a black dragon and went straight up. and the bright moonlight, fierce collision together.

"Boom!"

The furious True Yuan, like a missile exploding, quickly rippled around in the form of water waves. Flying sand and stones, grass and trees and snow, all collapsed with a bang, and the eyes were full of devastation.

Zhao Yuqing is just a transformation realm after all, and there is an insurmountable gap with Miyamoto Takeo, who has already achieved the Dao God Realm.

"Poof!"

She felt a sharp pain in her chest, and her throat was hot, and blood gushed out, soaking the snow-covered Mt. Fuji into a blinding red.

……

The movement on the top of Mt. Fuji shocked everyone within a radius of dozens of miles.

In this melon-eating crowd, there are two female figures.

One is a young woman in her twenties, and the other is a little older, and her charm is still there.

"Such a strong sword intent, even compared to Senior Sister Qinqing, it is not inferior!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the older woman's eyes.

"I didn't expect that in this worldly world, there are such seedlings with such spiritual roots, it seems that this time, our Moon God Palace has picked up a treasure!"

"Shuiyue, let's go, let's take a look!"

After speaking, without waiting for the girl named Suizuki to answer, she quickly grabbed the other party's little hand. Shrinking into inches, like a ghost, he headed towards the top of the mountain......

(End of chapter)