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Zhao Yushu was stunned when he saw Yelu Mingjing.

Because every time the world changes, they actually go to another identical but completely random space, so the probability of the two meeting is actually very low.

This was also Zhao Yushu's earliest strategy, using endless space to exchange for time.

If Yelu Mingjing didn't have the black sword, theoretically he would never be able to catch Zhao Yushu.

And now, Yelu Mingjing was preparing to go to the next space. Just before he left, Zhao Yushu fell down.

It has to be said that Zhao Yushu has always been lucky, but not as lucky as Yelu Mingjing.

If this was not the route that Yelu Mingjing had calculated in advance, then the probability of the two meeting now was lower than winning the first prize in the lottery ticket in the previous life.

In fact, Yelu Mingjing misunderstood. He thought that Zhao Yushu had already figured out the rules of the One Aspect of the Universe, so he dared to pull himself in, and now he took the initiative to show up and compete with him.

It has to be said that Zhao Yushu's collection of magical weapons did surprise him. Any one of these weapons would be enough to make more than half of the cultivators in the world break their heads, and this man himself has a bunch of them.

The academy’s background is truly formidable.

But if you think you can fight me head-on with just a few magical weapons, then you are too conceited. Wasn’t the moment I fell from the courtyard wall enough to leave a deep impression on you?

Zhao Yushu's mind raced as he frantically speculated whether this space was Yelu Mingjing's end point, or his own end point.

If not, I must take Lan Ling to buy lottery tickets when I return.

Now he had two choices. One was to turn around and run. With the Shadow Step, even though the two were very close, he still had a good chance of slipping away and continuing the game of cat and mouse.

But if nothing unexpected happens, his escape is also part of the Black Sword plan.

Zhao Yushu decided to choose B.

Yelu Mingjing was quite surprised to see Zhao Yushu rushing towards him instead of retreating, but despite his surprise, his sword did not slow down at all.

He did not attack with the black sword, but an ordinary long sword. At his level, as long as the opponent was not a top-notch inner realm master, there was not much difference between a fine steel sword and a magic weapon.

Zhao Yushu's cold iron sword was not at hand, and even if he had it, he would not dare to use it here. It would be difficult to compete with a man who was one of the top two in the world, or even the best in the world in terms of swordsmanship. Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain had already proved that he was no match for him. At least he had to ask Dugu Jiansheng of Shu Mountain to come and have a chance of winning.

It is obvious that Zhao Yushu is not the Sword Master of Mount Shu.

But he also knows Shushan swordsmanship.

The true excellence of swordsmanship lies not in the moves but in the essence. The essence of Shushan swordsmanship is simple and direct, in one word: fast. It is so fast that the sword flashes like lightning, so fast that the shadow disappears like thunder, so fast that even Yelu Mingjing has to take a step back.

He was the strongest swordsman in the world, but he was not known for his speed.

But even if the best swordsmanship in the world is not fast, it is definitely good at dealing with fast swords.

The tip of the fine steel sword accurately touched the spine of Madam Xu's sword. Zhao Yushu's wrist went numb and he almost lost his grip with just one move.

But it's not over yet.

Zhao Yushu did not try to hold Madam Xu steady by force, but simply let go of her hand.

The other hand caught Madam Xu from the side and slashed upward without stopping. Madam Xu's sword was extremely sharp, but the blade was too short, and it could not touch the corner of Yelu Mingjing's clothes at all from this distance.

But now he didn't seek to kill the enemy. As long as he came into contact with the opponent's sword, this fine steel sword would break into several pieces.

Kunwu, who appeared out of nowhere, seized the opportunity perfectly and tried to destroy Yelu Mingjing's weapon.

Yelu Mingjing can now retract his sword. He only needs to retract it and move it to the side to avoid the distance of less than a foot.

He could also force himself to move forward, risking possible injury, and pierce the two little guys with one sword.

He could also continue to duel swords with Zhao Yushu to see whether the long sword blessed by inner spiritual power could defeat Madam Xu.

The latter two possibilities are what Zhao Yushu hopes for.

However, Yelu Mingjing let go.

Madam Xu hit the sword without any hindrance. With the crisp sound of metal clashing, the fine steel sword broke into several pieces.

Zhao Yushu stretched out his hand and pointed a sword finger.

Yelu Mingjing stretched out both hands and pointed out two fingers.

Sword pointing.

The green light dissipated, Kunwu was defeated in the first place, and returned to the Qi sea to fall asleep.

Zhao Yushu took two steps back. There was a bloody hole in his chest with blood oozing out. The fingers of his right hand were bent at an unnatural angle.

Madam Xu fell to the ground with a clang.

There are no fancy fights, no hundreds of rounds of probing. You draw your sword, I draw my sword, and the duel between masters is so simple and unpretentious.

Assassins and swordsmen are no different in that they both seek to eliminate their opponents in the fastest way possible.

He is the best assassin, while his opponent seems to be just the best swordsman, but he is the Lord of the Underworld and also the best assassin.

How could I have forgotten this?

In Avalon, in the Linhuang Prefecture Museum, he had once faced off against me with swords. Our skills were equal and I didn't gain any advantage.

And now, the huge gap in cultivation has finally been revealed.

He was indeed inflated. So far, he seemed to have never defeated an inner scene in a head-on fight. Even when Long Huazhou succeeded in killing one, it was only by relying on the unexpected explosion of the bronze medal.

What made you dare to underestimate an interior scene?

Do you still want to compete with others in the area where they are best?

Perhaps it was the countless near-death experiences in the past that made him really believe that he was the protagonist in the novel of his previous life, who was protected by the good fortune of heaven and earth and could always turn danger into safety.

Yelu Mingjing looked down at Madam Xu, bent down, stretched out his hand, and picked up Zhao Yushu's strongest trump card.

"Nice sword, what's its name?"

Zhao Yushu gritted his teeth, his muscles squirming, and the mountain god's spiritual power was frantically trying to repair the wound, but for some reason, it had little effect.

"Even if I just took a look at it, I could tell that being stabbed by this sword would not end well."

Yelu Mingjing walked over slowly, raised Madam Xu and pointed her at Zhao Yushu.

"try it?"

If someone is stabbed by Madam Xu, they will turn into light particles on the spot. As for why they turn into light particles, Zhao Yushu does not know the principle.

It feels like a virtual world where the data has been directly erased.

But no matter what, Zhao Yushu didn't want to try it.

"You have quite a few nice things, show them to me."

Madam Xu was spinning in Yelu Mingjing's hands. As long as he wanted, he could stab Zhao Yushu from any angle at any time. Even with the Shadow Step, Zhao Yushu had no chance of avoiding it.

Because the two people were too close, only two feet apart.

For a swordsman of Yelu Mingjing's level, he is invincible within three feet.

For an assassin of Zhao Yushu's level, anything within three feet is just one step away.

Zhao Yushu laughed.

"How's your defense?"

Yelu Mingjing thought for a moment and said, "He should be better than you."

"I heard that high attack usually means low defense. I wonder if that's the case for you."

Zhao Yushu raised his left hand, holding a small bronze plate.

"Kachire!"