The masked man swung his sword at Meng Yi. The sword slashed out with a blood-red sword qi. Without a doubt, this sword technique was comprehended from killing. Just a single sword attack emitted a killing intent that made it difficult for everyone around to breathe.
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce Meng Yi's throat, the masked man's eyes revealed joy. Killing Meng Yi was enough to prove to the master of the net that he was determined to join the net.
In order to enter the net, he didn't hesitate to make enemies with the Meng family's army. This way, the net would be able to take him in.
And he was able to assassinate the Meng family's army's commander. This strength was enough for the Network Master to give him the cover up.
However, his joy had only appeared for a short while. The sharp sword was only a hair away from taking Meng Yi's life.
"Clang!"
He shouted,
A scimitar blocked the path of the sword in his hand.
The masked man could clearly feel the hostility coming from the machete. The machete was three feet long and did not look like it came from the Central Plains. It should have come from a foreign land.
After being blocked by the scimitar, the masked man had no choice but to retract his sword. He took a few steps back and solemnly looked at the scimitar and its owner.
Masked Man's sword was not the sun, but it was still a rare sharp blade.
The tip of the sword was already bent.
It was probably the result of the collision with the scimitar. What kind of scimitar was this?
But he saw the poem "Listening to the spring rain in the small building for a night" carved on the knife.
The masked man knew that it was time for him to show his skills. It seemed that this young commander was not so easy to kill.
"His Excellency Donghuang predicted that this would be an era of the sword. It seems that the saber is not weak either.”Two figures stood on the unnoticeable tower on the street. The one who spoke was the one on the left. She had light purple long hair.
She was a high-ranking figure in the Yin-Yang School.
Moon Goddess!
And there was someone standing beside her.
"In this chaotic world, swords and sabers are just tools. Whether it was a sword or a saber, the winner was the best.”
The other figure was even more impressive. He was the Eastern Lord of the Yin-Yang School. His status was below the leader of the Yin-Yang School, Donghuang Taiyi, and above the two guardians. His strength was unfathomable.
She was now known as the "number one beauty of Yin-Yang Arts" in the Yin-Yang School.
At the same time, a veil covered her and Yueshen's faces.
The only thing that could be seen was that these two women were extremely beautiful.
Yueshen looked at Lady Yan beside her." You've always been knowledgeable. Do you remember the history of this scimitar in the Hundred Schools of Philosophy?"”
Hearing this, Lady Yan's beautiful brows furrowed slightly.
"I've never seen any information about this scimitar from anywhere else.”
Yueshen nodded. She didn't know why, but when she heard that she didn't know either, she couldn't help but feel happy. It turned out that even the powerful Eastern Monarch with the Yin Yang Mirror wasn't omniscient.
How could they know that this full moon scimitar's origin was definitely not simple?
Wearing this saber for a long time can make the person with the saber fight for fame and fortune, bloodthirsty and crazy.
"It seems that our Yin-Yang School has to pay attention to the owner of this curved blade.”The Moon God said.
"No, I think we should pay more attention to this young marshal of the Meng army.”Concubine Yan's eyes shone with a strange light.
The Yinyang School had investigated this young commander of the Meng family's army.
The Yin-Yang School was confident that their investigation would be 100% accurate.
But now, this young commander didn't seem to be as simple as the information showed.
How did this young commander find this curved blade master?
Moreover, this Scimitar Master was so capable.
Why would he follow this young marshal of the Meng army?
All of this was like a fog, and Lady Yan couldn't help but be interested.
Now, the masked man and Ding Peng were once again fighting. The masked man raised the sword in his hand, and the blood-colored sword qi soared. His clothes fluttered without wind, bringing about a powerful pressure.
"Die!"
This was the masked man's strongest attack.
A sword strike.
He wished he could cut Ding Peng into pieces.
If he killed Ding Peng, then it would be much easier for him to kill Meng Yi.
" Good, good, good! Facing this sword, Ding Peng's eyes were filled with joy. He held the crescent moon scimitar and his entire person became aggressive.
At this moment, his scimitar also slashed out. This was the Divine Blade Slash!
Once the demonic blade was drawn, anyone who was in the way would die. The power of this blade was unparalleled.
As soon as the saber was unleashed, the world changed color!
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