Male Succubus Apocalypse

He came on a sword, bringing the sunrise with him. Looking at the foot of Tianmen Peak, he saw his disciples and many old guys. They had finally arrived.

Tianxin knew that maybe in the first battle, everyone would think that he won by chance, but this time, he was going to defeat An Lingqing thoroughly!

A sword flew through the sky, a rainbow pierced the sun, and they made another high-profile appearance. This time, the old guys did not start building a fighting spirit shield immediately.

Instead, his senior sister, for some unknown reason, put up a fighting spirit shield for herself.

Ignoring everyone's strange expressions, he dragged his sword and slashed at the shield on the round table, easily breaking it apart. However, the scene behind the shield petrified Tian Xin on the spot.

But An Lingqing was seen lying on the ground with a blanket, humming comfortably, while a strange man wearing a mask was moving in her ear. The distance between them was very short, and they looked very intimate.

The cold wind died down and the air suddenly became quiet.

The strange man also stopped his movements and looked at him blankly.

cut!

"Ping--" In a flash, Tianxin's sword slashed towards the masked man, but was stopped by An Lingqing who suddenly raised his sword and stood up.

"what?"

Everyone present was speechless.

The entire scene is unprecedented in the history of Tianmen Peak Martial Arts Competition.

On the eve of the battle, the Second Sword Master seemed to be being served by... uh... his male favorite? The First Sword Master who came to fight arrived, broke the veil, saw this scene, and immediately wanted to chop the male favorite.

Then the second sword master blocked it and protected the trembling male lover behind him.

It is said that the first and second Sword Masters grew up together. They are senior and junior sisters from the same master. There is no conflict between them. Is it impossible?

Your circle is really messy!

"Wuqing! Who is he!" Tian Xin's eyes widened with anger. He no longer acted nonchalantly, competing with An Lingqing in swordplay and questioning her.

"It has nothing to do with you." An Lingqing's face was indifferent. He exerted force with his hand and bounced Tianxin's sword away.

She really didn't know how to explain. Servant? Not my servant, but a friend's servant? Then would she ask that friend? If it was Vivian's, then Xu Heng would be in trouble.

However, if Tian Xin only came to fight her, it wouldn't matter who Xu Heng was, right? That's why I said this.

"It has nothing to do with me? Okay! Senior Sister! You call yourself a ruthless swordsman, but you are not so heartless!" Tian Xin said cruelly, almost biting his gums to pieces.

"What does this have to do with Wuqing? He was just giving me a massage." An Lingqing asked, puzzled.

"Massage! What a great massage!" Tianxin Sword Saint waved his hands and roared, furious.

"No! Brother Sword Saint! I'm just a servant! Don't think too much!" Suddenly, the masked man who was still kneeling on the ground spoke.

"Who are you to interrupt... Ha!" Tian Xin's gaze was like a spear, passing over An Lingqing and nailing the masked man. However, before he could finish his harsh words, An Lingqing turned around and walked towards the masked man.

"You've been kneeling for too long, your legs are numb, right? I'm going to fight later, you can watch from outside." Under the burning gazes of Tian Xin and everyone else, An Lingqing picked up the equally dumbfounded masked man and carried him to a place about ten meters away from the stage, then put out a blanket and gently put the masked man down.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he returned to the round platform, put away the pillow and blanket, and then took a stance, looking at Tianxin Sword Saint and said, "Alright, we can start the fight."

"I...you...wait! Damn it! What do you like about him! Tell me!" Tianxin Sword Saint was at a loss for a moment, waving his hands in the air, not knowing what to do.

"Like? What does that mean? He cooks delicious food, has great massage skills, and... is funny? I don't know how to express it this way." An Lingqing thought about it seriously and answered.

"Okay! I don't know how you got tricked, but it's time to raise the stakes in this battle."

"Bet? I asked you at the beginning what you wanted. After all, you wanted to play three games with me. Have you thought about it now?"

"…If you lose the third game, you'll be my wife, how about that!"

Pointing the greatsword, Tianxin Sword Saint looked at An Lingqing sharply and said firmly.

"Wife? Well...it doesn't matter as long as you don't disturb my practice." An Lingqing thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"Senior Sister Qing, what does love mean to you? Since you want love between a man and a woman, why don't you fulfill it with me? At least I won't deceive your feelings! Why do you want to despise yourself with that person!" Hearing An Lingqing's answer, Tian Xin's face became even darker. It was too casual and careless to agree to it.

"What are you talking about? What does 'contemptuous' mean? Does wife mean love between man and woman? Isn't it a partner to live together?...Oh, I do live with Xu Heng, but I am not his wife. If I could live and practice with you, I would be happy to do so." An Lingqing propped up his chin and raised the question while saying a set of astonishing words with his own logic.

"Um... yes, you are An Lingqing! Hahaha! Perhaps, I shouldn't be so confused. I'm sorry, senior sister. But since you agreed to the bet, don't blame me. Everyone present today is a witness!" Tian Xin was stunned when he heard this, then reacted and laughed out loud.

Sorry, senior sister, I can't wait any longer.

……

Oh no! This is too bad! An Lingqing, this silly girl!

Xu Heng sat on the blanket, shocked by the irrelevant conversation between the two sword masters.

What's worse is myself!

In public, he had intimate contact with An Lingqing! The sense of collapse caused by misunderstanding in front of everyone even overshadowed his fear of being touched by the opposite sex.

He just wants to find a hole to bury himself - I don't want to be a shitty character in a melodrama!

I dare not even think about how history will record today.

"Surprisingly, it's the Tianxin Sword Saint! An Lingqing is actually the Wuqing Sword Saint! Damn luck! Boy! You've made a fortune! You are in the best position to witness the battle between the first and second Sword Saints!" Julie responded in shock in Xu Heng's mind through the conversation just now.

"Wait wait wait wait! That... isn't... who am I? First and second! Won't that spread all over Xinjiang!" Xu Heng realized an extremely terrifying fact.

“Not only that, it will be passed down through the ages,” Julie added.

Do not--

"No, I also want to remind An Lingqing not to agree to the bet! What do you mean by not lying? Men's mouths are lies! They lied right after they said it!" Xu Heng was confused because he was suddenly told the importance of this battle, but he still remembered the important things he was supposed to do.

However, the fighting spirit shield had already been activated, blocking out the sound.

The battle begins!

……

A silver light suddenly appeared, filling the entire dome, and gorgeous and brilliant light flickered in the space.

The Tianxin Sword Saint just stood there dragging his sword, admiring everything that changed around him, and sighed, "Senior Sister, you seem to have prepared a lot for my Tianxin Sword Style. If this is the first battle, perhaps my sword will definitely lose."

Everyone outside felt their scalps tingling as they saw the increasingly changeable and multiple sword style phantoms. The ruthless swordsman was like a machine. After failing for the first time, not only did his sword style become more perfect, but also!

"Fighting Skills: Moon Wheel!"

Silver waves came overwhelmingly from all directions, and the sword energy was like rippling tides, covering the entire circular platform and flooding towards Tianxin Sword Saint.

Wuqing, learned Tianxin’s fighting skills!

A person's luck habits, especially those of a swordsman who has mastered all the skills, are not easily changed. His style, fighting style, and sword style all have unique tendencies. It's like when facing the same thing, a poor person and a rich person will inevitably have different ways of thinking.

As the saying goes, those who learn from others live, and those who become mature die. However, this is for those who are imitators who do not yet have a distinct style. Once you reach the level of a sword master, you naturally do not need to learn from others. If you have your own combat system, you only need to keep improving it in battles with others.

Blindly imitating others will only result in a mixture of things. The strong ones should exert their power and strength to the extreme, while the thin ones should tend to be flexible. Using one's strengths to attack others' weaknesses is the way to advancement.

But An Lingqing went the other way. He was formless and invisible. I saw it, learned it, imitated it, and turned it into my own!

Different from the majestic sword of Tianxin, the ruthless sword is darker, deeper and more delicate, like a cold, deep pool with undercurrents, which will swallow people up skin and bones!

Among the countless sword moves, Tian Xin will see his own sword moves!

"Senior Sister! Can't you have something of your own?" Tian Xin gritted his teeth, and the big sword emitted golden light.

"Tianxin Sword Flow! Huilang!"

He slashed at the sky, and an invisible membrane was cast around his body, isolating the reserved and murderous sea of ​​silver sword shadows. The tsunami hit the city wall, and returned empty-handed.

A 3D pinball-like sword energy escaped into Xu Heng in an elusive movement.

In an instant, in the silver ocean that covered the sky, thousands of golden lightning exploded, rushing towards every afterimage that was making various sword moves.

"Tian Zhao" must be carried out! It will hit the target! The world will be in turmoil! No one can escape the fish and dragon in the world!

But in the next second, a streak of light in the lightning, like a meteorite falling from a black thunder, penetrated the haze and thunder and instantly came in front of Tianxin Sword Saint.

His eye sockets shrank into slits, and Tian Xin raised his sword to strike, but he only heard the red lips on that cold, inhuman face utter a soft "Hui Lan."

The Merciless Sword Saint swung his sword upwards, and in front of everyone's horrified gazes, he actually knocked the Tianxin Sword Saint away. Or perhaps it was the Tianxin Sword Saint who was avoiding the fight.

He blocked the sword behind him, and the silver phantoms around him seemed to roll up golden lightning and disappear from the world. It was not until Tian Xin blocked the sword behind him that the golden and silver flashes that made it impossible to open one's eyes suddenly appeared.

Although there is protection behind, the road ahead is already wide open!

The ruthless swordsman quickly stabbed with his sword, but was caught by Tianxin's hand. Then the sword shadow vibrated, and a deep crack appeared on his palm and arm.

Instead of attacking, he retreated. Tianxin swung out a giant golden sword that could destroy the world. The sword energy burst out like a crack in a dam, rushing towards the shield like a flood.

Thoughts slowed down at this moment.

So from the beginning, the target was my hand? It seems that I have been figured out.

Tian Xin gave a bitter smile, and then felt a strong wind behind him. Another huge silver sword had arrived behind him, bringing with it the sword energy he had released, which was sure to hit the target.

"Monster! She saw through Tianxin's fighting skills! She actually used 'Tian Zhao' to block and then directed the sword energy towards Tianxin herself! It's simply like Tianxin Sword Saint is fighting with herself and Wuqing Sword Saint at the same time!"

"How is it possible! How can someone abandon his own combat system and learn a completely different set of sword skills! And, on the spot!"

The audience was excited as they watched the back-and-forth battle in the first round, but this time the ruthless swordsman took complete control of the initiative.

"Sister, you have seen through all the sword moves. Perhaps, in your eyes, the sword is nothing more than the equal sign of permutations and combinations in arithmetic." Tian Xin spoke softly when the sword energy behind him was so huge that his internal organs were making strange noises. "My sword skills are really quite good."

Is this battle going to end so easily?

"boom--"

The moment Tian Xin was submerged in the light and shadow of the giant sword, golden fighting spirit suddenly burst out, and the golden and silver sword energy behind him seemed to be out of control and slanted to the other side.

The light fell and the man appeared. The Merciless Sword Saint was blown away and tumbled in the air. Finally, he adjusted his body and landed on the edge of the stage. The Tianxin Sword Saint hung his half-broken hand, holding the sword in one hand. He smiled as if his evil plan had succeeded, and looked at the Merciless Sword Saint who was a little dazed with complacency.

"This is not a sword skill." A cold female voice sounded.

"Of course not. I have thought about it for a long time. Is it the man who controls the sword or the sword that controls the man? Now I understand. In fact, there is no sword and no man." Tianxin Sword Saint seemed to be talking to himself. "Sister, the one who is really seen through is not me."

"Stop talking nonsense." Wuqing stood up, and the silver field once again covered the circular platform.

But Tian Xin stood still without panic, and a fierce fighting spirit rushed into the sword.

"Don't tell me! We have to fight to the death!"

Yin Guang was a guest attending the party, and when the sword energy condensed in the big sword reached its peak tacitly, it shot towards Tianxin Sword Saint from all directions like rainbow light refracted by a prism.

At this critical moment, the greatsword that is filled with intense fighting spirit is the most difficult to control. If you seize the opportunity, you can let the thread pass through the eye of the needle and use the flaw in a millisecond to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop!

"Come on! Senior Sister!" Tian Xin shouted and swung out the sword without any strategy.

"Bang——" The interweaving of silver and gold is the sea under the setting sun. The sparkling waves are reflected on the golden-red water surface. However, as the sun sets, only the bright silver light behind the moonlight remains.

The golden light was completely devoured after resisting for a moment.

The silver world finally takes over...?

And... there is still a hint of white! The white that rises from the moonlit night! The white of the east! The white of the highest sky of Tianmen Peak!

The world of Silver Moon, as thin as a veil, was cruelly torn apart by the White Night Tengu, and Wanhua was lonely.

It can be seen that Tianxin Sword Saint was holding a hilt of a sword, but without a blade, only a white spear, laughing wildly, and stabbing the owner of the sword, who was only an inch away from piercing his throat - the ruthless shoulder!

Like a knight passing through the endless darkness of night, Tianxin Sword Saint launched a charge in the daytime!

Wuqing was equally resolute. He grabbed the white spear with one hand and rushed forward with it. Tianxin stepped back, his eyes became calm, he grasped the hilt of the sword, supported the wall with one hand, and charged into the battle.

The white spear shattered, and countless fragments of fighting spirit turned into a natural shield, piercing between the two of them, forming a barrier for a few seconds, just enough time for Tianxin to slash the hilt, tilt her head, and look indifferently at the ruthless swordsman with wide eyes, smashing her sword tip away.

Realizing that the battle situation had taken an incomprehensible turn, the ruthless swordsman immediately avoided the fight and kept a distance of several meters. However, Tian Xin did not give her any chance and swung the hilt of the sword.

Out of the Coiled Snake Cave! The curved white rope-shaped fighting spirit with strong winds swept from Tian Xin's body to all directions.

"Tian Zhao" will definitely work! It will definitely work!