Nie Guijiang combined the handles of a pair of long and short knives in his hands, turning them into a strange and unusual weapon.

Yu Shiqi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Is this your sixth sword?"

"With so many questions, why not cherish your time in the art of controlling spirits?"

"Then why don't you cherish the south wind that you have been waiting for so long?"

Before he finished speaking, the swords of both sides had exchanged blows in the air for more than ten times. Nie Guijiang used the two swords connected together to parry and retreat at the same time, completely giving up the attack and adopting a wandering fighting style.

Yu Shiqi was clinging to him, but the unique body technique that Nie Guijiang used from Wangchuan was too agile and ghostly. Even with the blessing of the cloud body and wind body, his speed was already higher than that of Nie Guijiang.

It was impossible to predict Nie Guijiang's actions and to intercept in advance.

There was only one chance... After reaching a stalemate, Yu Shiqi still kept thinking calmly. While following Nie Guijiang's movements, he kept attacking with swords while trying to find his loopholes.

Whether it was a flash of light from the sky or a sudden thunder flash, as long as he could hit Nie Guijiang and not be avoided by him, Yu Shiqi was sure to end the battle. He only lacked a perfect opportunity to attack.

If Nie Guijiang had maintained such a flexible body, this opportunity might never come, but Yu Shiqi did not believe that such high-speed movement and dodge could last long. He could only do it with the support of Yun Ti Feng Shen.

Nie Guijiang relied purely on physical strength and Qi.

Manpower is sometimes scarce! As long as Nie Guijiang's physical strength is low, he can immediately seize the opportunity to use the Spirit Blade again to point out the flaw and make a perfect blow that can determine the outcome.

At this moment, after the two sides exchanged moves again, Nie Guijiang's moving figure suddenly slowed down significantly. Yu Shiqi's eyes flashed, and he handed Qiu Ye to his left hand without hesitation, and pulled out his right hand from behind again.

There is no cold front.

Spirit Control·Spiritual Blade Flash!

A faint white light emitted from the black body of the ancient sword. At the same time, Yu Shiqi's eyes were locked on the movement of Nie Guijiang's figure. The strong wind and purple thunder energy poured into the long sword in both hands, and the left hand respectively.

Using the edgeless sword Qiuye used the wind-chasing thorn to quickly close the distance between them, and the ancient sword Weiyin in his right hand used his most famous sudden thunder flash.

Nie Guijiang's blood-red eyes widened. He tried his best to speed up and avoid the blow, but with the help of the flash of the spiritual blade, Yu Shiqi's sudden thunder flash almost became a sure-hit killing move.

"Leader!" An assassin who had been lying on the ground and lingering for a long time had secretly observed the battle situation for a long time. At this time, he risked his life and flew between Nie Guijiang and Yu Shiqi, trying to save Nie Guijiang at the expense of himself.

Qiuye pierced the assassin's body, and Yu Shiqi hesitated at this moment. The Weiyin Hanfeng in his right hand did not immediately catch up with the sudden thunder and flash to kill him.

Because he had never thought that this would happen, Su Lei Shan was determined to leave it to Nie Guijiang.

The assassin's mouth was filled with blood. He used his last strength to hug Yu Shiqi's left arm, causing the second half of the wind-chasing spear to deviate slightly. Yu Shiqi and Nie Guijiang missed each other by two bodies.

The sudden thunder and flash failed to come out as expected.

When Yu Shiqi stopped, the assassin was already dead, and he was still trying to grab his left hand until he died.

Pulling out the autumn leaves stained red with blood from the assassin's corpse, Yu Shiqi looked back at Nie Guijiang and found that he had already run to the other end of the platform without hesitation.

The remaining kites were flying over there, and the south wind had begun to weaken. This was his last hope.

Yu Shiqi chased after him without hesitation. At his speed, it would only take him a few breaths to catch up with Nie Guijiang, which would never give him a chance to safely take off from the platform.

A proud chuckle suddenly came from the dragon's head, which was holding a bead and looking down at the platform. Nie Guijiang, who was running in front, suddenly stopped. A spear fell from the sky and pierced in front of him.

The young man who had been lurking for a long time jumped down from the dragon's head, grabbed the tail of the gun, propped himself up, spun in the air and kicked Nie Guijiang, forcing him back towards the direction where Yu Shiqi came.

Nie Guijiang squeezed out an annoyed "tsk" from between his teeth, opened the two swords in his hands again, and turned around to parry Yu Shiqi's sharp sword.

Although the sword was able to withstand the blow, the strong momentum still knocked him back a few steps, and he felt pain as if he was on the verge of fracture in both wrists.

What's going on with this unprecedented dilemma and sense of humiliation... Nie Guijiang felt agitated in his heart. His gloomy eyes stared at the Weiyin Hanfeng in Yu Shiqi's hand. The golden pattern that continued to shine on the sword made him feel...

Uneasiness and fear.

How could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world? Nie Guijiang's self-confidence has always come from his diligent martial arts training. Although there are many famous swords in the world that fascinate countless people, Nie Guijiang firmly believes in those so-called

Famous swords and famous swords are nothing more than external possessions. Is there any reason why a sword can change its strength or weakness?

But now he had to accept this reality. It was precisely because of the ancient sword inherited from the Desolate Sect that Yu Shiqi was able to push himself to such a desperate situation.

"It's been so long...why?" Nie Guijiang's tone sounded a little frustrated. He already had the idea of ​​frustration in his heart, and now he just wanted to figure out one thing.

"Why why? Are you going to fight or not?" Xiao Xihong, who was holding a spear and preparing to watch the show, couldn't help but urge.

"Why can your spirit control technique last for so long? From the moment you boarded the top platform, you activated the cloud body wind body, and just now you used the spirit blade to dodge twice... As far as I know, the spirit control technique is very effective against

The burden on the body is huge. Although the effectiveness can be extended to a certain extent through practice, even if it is a sect master-level figure, there are few people who can be as proficient in using it for the first time as you are now... Or maybe you are a specialist in the Desolation Sect.

Cultivated?" Nie Guijiang asked with doubts.

Yu Shiqi replied expressionlessly: "You Luo Liba asked a lot of questions for which I don't know the reason. How should I answer them? But this is not the first time I have used the ancient sword to activate the spirit control technique, nor have I ever

I have received training in this area. In addition, I still don’t feel that my body can’t bear the burden brought by the spirit control technique. If you are planning to delay the time, you can save yourself the nonsense.”

Nie Guijiang's expression changed. He didn't expect that his last plan would be seen through by Yu Shiqi. However, what's more terrible than having your plan seen through is that the other party clearly sees through your plan but shows indifference. This situation usually only involves one party.

It will only happen when there is an absolute crushing of strength.

"Just because of that sword? Just because of that sword!" Nie Guijiang roared in an unprecedented manner, trying to distract Yu Shiqi's attention and cover up his small actions.

A sword energy passed over his shoulder, and Nie Guijiang's left hand hung down weakly. The short sword and the flying blade hidden in his hand fell to the ground at the same time.

"Be careful behind you!" Xiao Xihong from behind suddenly shouted a warning. When Yu Shiqi's sword energy penetrated Nie Guijiang's shoulder, he saw an assassin climbing up behind Yu Shiqi.

A trace of pride flashed across Nie Guijiang's ferocious expression. This was the real purpose of his small move, to create an opportunity for his subordinate to sneak attack from behind.

Yu Shiqi stood on the spot, using his long swords in both hands to perform Flowing Wind Slash. One of the arms of the assassin who tried to sneak attack him from behind was instantly broken and flew out in the whirlwind formed by the sword blade.

"You've been fooled! You idiot!" Nie Guijiang sneered.

The assassin's severed arm held a black fire thunder in his hand. He had been determined to do so from the beginning, because he expected that his own martial arts and sword alone would not be enough to hurt Yu Shiqi even under the conditions of a sneak attack.

Xiao Xihong's face turned pale. Fire thunder was originally a weapon specially used by the Imperial Army. He was from the Northern Expeditionary Army and he understood the power of fire thunder better than anyone present. At this time, the severed arm flew above Yu Shiqi's head. If Huo Lei was there,

If the place explodes, the people underneath may not even be able to be saved by gods.

Yu Shiqi looked up and suddenly felt a biting chill running through his body. For a moment, he thought it was due to the timidity in his heart. However, he didn't realize anything was wrong until the air he breathed into his lungs was as cold as ice.

The fire thunder did not explode as Nie Guijiang expected. Frost grew like mushrooms on the broken arm, and finally formed a solid layer of ice, completely wrapping the fire thunder in it.

The entire frozen arm fell to the ground and turned into countless pieces.

"Aren't you curious why his spirit control technique lasts for so long?" The girl's clear and cold voice reached everyone's ears.

Nie Guijiang and the assassins who followed him looked shocked and panicked, while Xiao Xihong had a look of fear as if he had seen a ghost. Only Yu Shiqi was overjoyed by this familiar voice.

"Yue'er?"

He didn't know that the shadow behind him was gradually becoming longer and longer, and Xuan Yue, dressed in black gauze, slowly emerged from it.

"The cost of maintaining the spirit control technique is the continuous loss of energy, and his energy has already been exhausted... But I did something in the morning." Xuan Yue put a hand on Yu Shiqi's shoulder, and put her cheek close to his face affectionately.
Chapter completed!