The wind in the air was a bit strong, blowing his long hair, revealing his unparalleled handsome face.

This face has fascinated thousands of female cultivators in the continent of Cultivation.

Muyan thought: How many people know how gentle and kind-hearted the former owner of this body was.

How many people know how amazing their young martial uncle from Xiaoyao Sect is and how he should have had the brightest and most energetic life.

However, he has lived for hundreds of years but has never enjoyed a moment of family happiness.

From the time he was born to the death of his soul, how many people in this world had treated him kindly and given him warmth.

Xiaoyaomen... is said to be his home.

But what have these burdensome people done for my junior uncle?

Always make him worry about protecting.

The only time I wanted to risk my life to save my junior uncle, but in the end, my junior uncle became possessed by their deaths.

Even now, the body of the young martial uncle is occupied by the half-soul of Destruction.

Muyan suddenly reached out and grabbed her chest, her heart hurting like needles.

She didn't feel so sad when she thought of the suffering Qihuang had suffered.

Because she knew that she still had a chance to make up for Qihuang, and that she could also let Qihuang enjoy the life that should belong to him.

However, the future of the young uncle is gone.

Even if Tiandao goes back in time, they can't bring their little uncle back.

Now she had to erase even the only remaining body of her junior uncle.

Jun Muyan, you have no heart.

She said to herself in her heart.

She felt a fishy-sweet taste in her throat, and she swallowed it alive.

The Qijue Sword slowly appeared in her hand.

But the Tianmo Qin was put away by her.

Muyan looked at "Luo Yunxiao" and said slowly: "Uncle Master, you are the one who led me to the door of swordsmanship. You are the one who handed me the Long Yuan Sword and made me condense the sword heart. I

The heart of the sword is called guardian."

"Today you and I will fight with only swords. The battle begins with the sword and ends with the sword. Do you agree?"

Luo Yunxiao's expression was indifferent, but his eyes moved slightly: "With only a sword, you have no chance of winning."

Is Jun Muyan strong in swordsmanship today? Of course he is.

But compared to Luo Yunxiao, a swordsman who has been immersed in kendo for hundreds of years and has accumulated twelve natal swords, his kendo sword heart is too weak.

What Muyan is really strong at is the power of law, the skill of a Kagura master, and the endless means.

Starting with the sword and ending with the sword is equivalent to Muyan cutting off his left and right arms before the battle begins.

She is almost certain to lose.

Luo Yunxiao looked at Muyan and said calmly: "If you use all your methods to drag Di Mingjue until he breaks free from the Cangqiong Gate, he might still have the strength to fight me. But with a sword, you can't last even an hour.

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"Or do you think that if you just use the sword, I will show mercy??"

Muyan shook her head, "I know you don't know how. I want to use only swords for the final sparring. I hope my junior uncle can see the heart of my sword."

She paused and repeated: "My sword heart is called guardian. And the concentration of my sword heart is influenced by the Longyuan Sword given to me by my junior uncle."

Although she knew that hope was extremely slim, even though she knew that cutting off one's arms was like seeking death.

But Muyan still wanted to make a last ditch effort.

Her fingers gently touched the transparent sword in her hand.

The Qijue Sword made a gentle buzzing sound and trembled slightly, as if stroking her fingers.
Chapter completed!