After tying several bundles of dried meat and several gourds of fresh water to the horse, Xuan Yue sorted out the things around her. Only when she felt that nothing was missing, he mounted the sweaty horse and headed towards the North City Gate.

Go.

But as soon as she walked out of the market gate, Xuan Yue felt that there was a gaze staring at her, and she couldn't help but turn her gaze to where she felt it.

There stood a tall figure. Unlike Xuan Yue, who was more than 1.8 meters tall for ordinary people, Nangong Sheng himself was nearly two meters tall. Different from the temperament he showed when practicing swordsmanship in the past, the sword focused more on domineering.

At first glance, Xuan Yue knew that this person was very powerful! Even she was not sure of defeating him.

Nangong Sheng looked at Xuan Yue, and Xuan Yue in the distance also looked at Nangong Sheng. Nangong Sheng could clearly recognize Xuan Yue at this moment because Xuan Yue gave him an unforgettable experience, which broke his years of kendo training.

Because of this, his fighting spirit was shattered. If he hadn't found his goal again under the guidance of his father, he might have become a waste at this moment.

And Xuan Yue didn't know Nangong Sheng. On the battlefield, Xuan Yue was fighting bloody battles on the city tower. The Qingyao Sword in her hand kept taking the lives of the enemy. When she met Nangong Sheng, he felt that he met a powerful person.

He was just an enemy general, and there was no time or opportunity to remember him.

"Brother, do you have a problem with me?" Although she didn't know what he was doing by looking at her like this, Xuan Yue decided to take the initiative.

"You owe me something. I'm here to ask for it from you." Nangong Sheng's voice was unusually calm. Even he didn't know why he was so calm. After all, this man could be regarded as his life-and-death enemy!

He frowned, choosing not to have any impression of him at all, but he still kindly replied, "I think you got the wrong person. This is my first time in Guibao. I have no relatives or friends here, let alone anything else. How can we talk about it?"

Owe someone something?”

After hearing Xuan Yue's words, Nangong Sheng did not answer, but continued to look at Xuan Yue.

"Boring!" Seeing this man looking at her so rudely, Xuan Yue was still unable to do anything. After all, she was on the way to escape. Once her identity was exposed, she would be hunted down and strangled by countless thieves.

Although he has some strength, facing many enemies, he will inevitably die.

Looking at the stranger who was still looking directly at her, Xuan Yue shook her sleeves and walked straight from the city gate.

And something happened that left Xuan Yue speechless. The stranger followed her closely, but as the stranger moved, a knife behind him was revealed. Although it was not unsheathed, Xuan Yue's intuition told herself that

This is definitely a treasured sword!

In order to avoid a long night and many dreams, Xuan Yue pinched the horse's belly tightly when she just walked out of the city gate and wanted to leave quickly to get rid of this person's entanglement.

However, just when Xuan Yue's sweat-blooded horse accelerated, a sword energy rushed towards his face and struck straight into the path that the sweat-blooded horse must pass.

The psychic Khanxema immediately turned around and avoided the sneak attack. Xuan Yue turned around angrily and looked at the stranger.

Nangong Sheng stood with his sword across the sword and stood quietly aside. Seeing Xuan Yue being forced to stop by his own sword energy, he opened his mouth and said, "You hit me hard with your sword a month ago. I didn't expect you to kill me so quickly."

I forgot, but I can’t forget it!”

After hearing his words, Xuan Yue's mind flashed. Is this him? Although Xuan Yue fought bloody battles on the city, several people who put the greatest pressure on him were still fresh in his memory, especially a young man holding a sword.

He was forced almost to death. If he hadn't understood that sword at the critical moment of life and death, it would have been a disaster or a blessing.

But, having said that, how did this person recognize him? Xuan Yue looked at him with doubtful eyes.

"Hmph!" Seeing Xuan Yue's gaze like this, Nangong Sheng didn't understand what he meant. This guy who gave him a new memory actually forgot who he was.

"My name is Nangong Sheng, and I am the eldest son of Nangong Ba, the general of the Yuetian Principality in the north. One month ago, I fought with you on the city tower, and you defeated me with a sword technique you learned during life and death.

And it was knocked down at the foot of the city. If my father hadn’t come to rescue me, I would have inevitably ended up falling to pieces.”

As he spoke, he looked at Xuan Yue and said in a very deep tone, "The impression you gave me is unforgettable! It's unforgettable for me. In the past month or so, after my father's persuasion, I gave up the sword and switched to the sword, and my strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Rapidly rising! At this moment, I feel that I am not inferior to you!"

"In order to avenge that sword, I came through hardships and obstacles to defeat you!" As he said this, Nangong Sheng's eyes were firm and unyielding, as if they were facts.

Afraid of Xuan Yue's rejection, Nangong Sheng continued, "Don't even think about rejecting me. You have become a traitor who can be punished by everyone in the Alamere Principality, and you are wanted by the trusted king Situ Ming. Your worth is as high as one hundred thousand taels of gold. Although

It’s not a sky-high reward, but considering your strength and age, it’s extremely expensive.”

"And in this land, I am the only one who knows your identity! If you refuse, then I may leak it, and you should know the consequences."

Looking at Nangong Sheng's firm gaze, Xuan Yue knew that this battle was inevitable, and Xuan Yue also heard from his tone that he had no determination to kill herself. In other words, although this battle was extremely thrilling,

The purpose is to distinguish between superior and inferior, not a life-and-death duel.

"Okay, I promise you, but I am pressed for time. I have to get to the Qin Kingdom within ten months. Otherwise, it will be extremely difficult to join the Qin Sect after turning eighteen."

Saying this, Xuan Yue slowly drew out the Qingyao Sword.

"So I have to decide the outcome with one move. This sword move is the one move that I use to master my sword skills to the extreme. If you defeat him, then you are the winner. If you can't hold it, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor."

God, I won’t take more care of you!”

After saying that, Xuan Yue made a gesture of swinging a sword and began to gather all the energy in her body, trying to use the strongest sword she had learned.

"Okay, I'll take it!" Without the slightest hesitation, although it was strange why Xuan Yue came to Da Qin, this did not affect the battle between them. Nangong Sheng took out the red blood-red flame sword, and a momentum came from him.

It started to rise sharply, and reached the peak in just the blink of an eye, as strong as a mountain.

And Xuan Yue's aura is still like earth-shattering waves, like a slowly forming tornado, slowly rolling up the surrounding stones and scattering them in all directions. Some stones that have escaped from the cyclone are like bullets shot out.

Peng's impact hit the surrounding open space and trees.

A shocking momentum burst out from Xuan Yue. Xuan Yue, who had already raised her momentum to the extreme, suddenly swung a sword, and a tornado swept across the land and shot out like a flying dragon.

"Heaven-shattering sword skill, seaspout!"

This move is a sword that Xuan Yue has fully comprehended. She completely transforms the sky-shattering sword into a sword move. It consumes a huge amount of true energy to condense a terrifying tornado. It not only has extremely strong destructive and tearing power, but also can

Destroy the base of the enemy's base, making it impossible for them to fight with all their might.

For a warrior, no matter how powerful the sword moves are or how exquisite the sword techniques are, they all need a foundation as the foundation of everything, which is down-to-earth. No one in this world can fly in the air, and some of the skills performed in the air are

Although the moves are extremely powerful and have astonishing destructive power, they are still extremely limited moves.

Even if the power of the sword style splits Huashan or the sky-opening blow, although the power poured into the whole body is slashed in the air, it is still difficult to escape from one shortcoming. There is no basis for being in the air. For such an enemy,

If you have excellent body skills, you can easily dodge them. If you are powerful and can block with heavy weapons or sweep with a shield, you can easily knock them away and leave them with huge holes. Then you can launch an offensive and defeat them.

Xuan Yue's move, Seaspout, is based on this principle.

After sending out this all-out move, Xuan Yue stood up with her sword, slightly out of breath, and looked at Nangong Sheng, who was about to take the move.

Nangong Sheng's momentum is also increasing rapidly, but unlike Xuan Yue's shocking waves, he is like a huge mountain, bringing extremely heavy pressure to people, even if Xuan Yue is dozens of meters away

, you can also feel this strong pressure coming towards you.

"With one strike from the Tyrant, the mountain will collapse and beheaded!"

Like a mountain being thrown out, a sword like a shadow of the mountain came out from Nangong Sheng's sword. The strong pressure caused the surrounding vegetation to crawl and the trees to break. Before it even touched the seaspout sent by Xuan Yue, it was already

A spark of light appeared in the sky.

Hiss, boom, boom.

It was like two Berlin airships flying at full speed colliding in the air. From the initial fragmentation to the final explosion, it caused an extremely shocking effect. The huge power ravaged this land like a mortar.

It looked like it had been bombed, but it was full of craters.

puff……

The extremely powerful backlash caused Xuan Yue to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and her face turned as pale as blood. If it weren't for the waxy mask, Xuan Yue's appearance would have been extremely penetrating, like a white-faced ghost at night.

It's generally very scary.

Nangong Sheng, on the other hand, was much better than Xuan Yue, but his face was as yellow as paper, and the blood at the corner of his mouth kept leaving. Obviously, although he had the upper hand, he did not gain much advantage.

But this was a failure in Nangong Sheng's eyes. He hadn't noticed it just now. As the sword move was issued, Nangong Sheng clearly saw that Xuan Yue's cultivation was only at the acquired peak, while he was already at the innate peak.

A whole level higher than him, and he is already twenty-four years old, and from Xuan Yue's mouth, he learned that he is only seventeen years old this year.

A seventeen-year-old genius, and a peerless genius who has understood such a sword move, his future achievements are even more limitless. When he was seventeen years old, he was still complacent about having reached the late stage of Qi Entrainment, but he has already reached the acquired peak.

The combat effectiveness is even more incomparable, there is a complete difference between one in the sky and one on the ground.

And his goal is even more surprising. The Great Qin State is the most powerful country in the Southwest Continent. In the entire far west region, no one dares to openly disobey. Wherever the practice of martial arts is prevalent, everyone has different opinions.
Chapter completed!