The flat boat stopped on the water, and the last little remnant sun passed, and a round of hooking the moon quietly appeared on the horizon.

Chu Ming and Xie Xiaofeng's eyes collided in one place, as if they had stirred up electric light in the air, and a terrifying qi machine appeared, disturbing a piece of river water.

"Your knife is good!" After a glance, Xie Xiaofeng set his eyes on the knife on Chu Ming's waist, it was a sheathed knife, with a black scabbard and a curved hilt, just like the crescent moon on the edge of the sky.

"When I saw it today, your knife was even more wonderful than I imagined!" Xie Xiaofeng said, his eyes extremely calm.

"Your sword is not bad!" Chu Ming said, Xie Xiaofeng did not bring a sword, but in Chu Ming's induction, Xie Xiaofeng himself was already the most powerful sword in the world, even if in the past history, all the divine swords combined, could not withstand this sword, it was not the strongest, and naturally it could not be surpassed.

"I'm looking forward to it!"

"I really want to know what kind of wonder your sword will be if it is unsheathed!"

Chu Ming said.

In this world, he has seen a lot of familiar people, interesting people, and many people who once made him reverie and yearn for them.

But unconsciously, as he stood higher and higher, as if looking down on the world from the sky, the people he once thought were interesting were no longer so interesting.

is like a wanwan, like a concubine, when he was a mortal, Chu Ming was once obsessed with the wonderfulness of these two women, and he longed for it, but now, he felt that these two women were not wonderful enough after all.

He grew up, just like a simple little game in his childhood, he felt relished, and when he grew up, he looked at it again, but he felt bored.

So Chu Ming is looking forward to the battle with Pang Ban, and wants to see the excitement of the life of the first person in the world.

However, the decisive battle with Pang Ban has not yet begun, but Chu Ming is waiting for Xie Xiaofeng, a person who is even more exciting than Chu Ming imagined.

"I'm also starting to look forward to your knife!" Xie Xiaofeng said, "I turned back because of a promise, I came here because of your knife, I hope you don't let me down!"

If Chu Ming was just an ordinary man who didn't deserve his name, Xie Xiaofeng wouldn't be able to use a sword at all, and no one in the world could force Xie Xiaofeng to use his sword to kill someone who didn't want to kill.

The only one who can make Xie Xiaofeng sword is the opponent that Xie Xiaofeng thinks is worth swords!

So although Xie Xiaofeng came, it wasn't until he saw Chu Ming that he decided to pull out his sword.

Not all people in the world are worthy of his sword!

On both sides of the Yangtze River, countless pairs of eyes are paying attention to this place, wanting to know which of the rivers and lakes today, the magic sword and the divine sword, is stronger or weaker.

"Let's get out of the sword!"

Chu Ming put his hand on the knife at his waist.

Seeing this, Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, his smile simply made the world lose color, and made the chivalrous women who looked at it here flushed.

Xie Xiaofeng took out the sword, his hands didn't move, and his body didn't move, but his sword was already out, this is not a mortal sword, but a supreme sword with the Yuan God as the body and the God of Consciousness as the blade.

The sword is an acquired thing, and the way of the sword is also an acquired genus, but the person who holds the sword, the original god of the sword, is innate.

In swordsmanship, the sword is not a sword man or a person, which is a mysterious change between the god of knowledge and the original god.

This sword, not the body, only the soul, just for a moment, an invisible chill filled the heavens and the earth, making many people feel a burst of creepy.

Chu Ming and Xie Xiaofeng were separated by a long distance, a distance of hundreds of zhang, but for the Supreme Heart Sword, the distance had long lost its meaning.

The sword is an extension of the arm, at most it is not more than a zhang, this is the limit of the skill, even if the practice of qi becomes a gang, the sword turns into a mang, as Chu Ming is now, it is only a hundred zhang of the sword.

Although it is far away, there is a distance, there is a distance, and it also means that there is an interval, and there is an interval, and there is an absolute flaw!

But Xie Xiaofeng's supreme heart sword, there is no distance, whether it is a hundred zhang or a thousand zhang, it is a matter between life and death in such an instant, where the mind goes, it is where the sword goes.

This kind of sword technique kills people invisibly, and it is impossible to resist at all.

Outsiders only felt cold, but in Chu Ming's induction, Xie Xiaofeng's sword was very beautiful, without the slightest murderous aura, just like the wind was so natural and quiet.

And when the wind blows, who knows where the wind is coming from?!

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream, this sword gives Chu Ming an infinitely beautiful feeling.

And at the moment when Xie Xiaofeng took out the sword, there was also a fluctuation in the system panel: "A special situation has been detected, and the sword battle in the special mode is opened." ”

"Magic Sword and Divine Sword, which is stronger and which is weak......"

"Under the sky, who is the highest?!"

However, Chu Ming didn't have time to take care of the changes in the system panel, and at this moment, all his efforts had been put on Xie Xiaofeng, and there was no waste at all.

At the same time as Xie Xiaofeng took out his sword, Chu Ming also pulled out the scimitar on his waist, and the moonlight on the horizon shone on Chu Ming's scimitar, making Chu Ming's scimitar seem to be another crescent, so bright and cold, and so beautiful.

Xie Xiaofeng's sword is already a swordless sword, but Chu Ming's knife still has a sword, which is even worse than Xie Xiaofeng.

It's just that Chu Ming's heart and spirit are very strong, stronger than Xie Xiaofeng, and his physique is far from being comparable to Xie Xiaofeng.

The invisible sword collided with the tangible knife, causing the scimitar in Chu Ming's hand to emit a buzzer, as if the knife had already possessed life.

The aura brought by the sword and sword exploded, stirring the essence of heaven and earth in the river, causing a continuous explosion on the surface of the river, stirring up endless water mist, like a light rain.

This sword is equally divided, Xie Xiaofeng's heart sword can't kill Chu Ming, it's just Chu Ming's knife, but it may not be able to kill Xie Xiaofeng.

Breaking through ten thousand laws with one force, although Chu Ming's sword realm is a little worse, the existence of knives and swords has always been just to kill people better with similar strength, just a kind of icing on the cake.

In this world, no matter how strong a swordsman is, it is impossible to raze a high mountain with swordsmanship, and Chu Ming, who has cultivated many martial arts, has simply cultivated himself, like a thousand zhang divine mountain, unshakable.

Chu Ming moved, the knife in his hand kept falling, along a wonderful and beautiful trajectory, falling one knife after another, as Chu Ming took out the knife, Chu Ming was also approaching Xie Xiaofeng.

The water vapor on the river continued to extinguish in the sword light and sword light, and in just an instant, Chu Ming had already taken nine steps and was about to come to Xie Xiaofeng.

At this moment, Chu Ming did not use the invisible sword that was vertical and horizontal, sometimes, the distance also means a flaw, or in other words, the sword intent in the sword gang could not resist Xie Xiaofeng's sword intent at all, and when the sword gang left the knife, it would lose all its lethality and become a dead knife.

One type of knife technique, if even the gods are killed, then how can there be lethality?!

And as the two continue to fight, the momentum of the two is also constantly fighting, constantly rising, in the feeling of others, the battle on the river is no longer two people, but a god, and a demon.

Nine steps later, the knife in Chu Ming's hand suddenly shattered, not divided into several pieces, but turned into powder, and suddenly dispersed.