In the dark, Ling Chuxi seems to come to a wonderful world. Everything around him, including himself, is so illusory and clear.
Ling Chuxi stretched out his hand and found himself in a translucent state. Is this your own soul? I'm dead, or in a dream.
His body is full of endless energy, and seems to have recovered the strength of the peak state, but he can't feel the existence of a trace of innate vitality.
What's going on? Ling Chuxi could not help but feel puzzled. There was only one thing that could be confirmed. Since he could still think, it proved that he was not dead. Even if it was really the state of soul, it also proved that he was not completely dead.
Before Ling Chuxi could figure out what was going on, a slender silver sword stabbed her without warning.
Without much time to think about it, Ling Chuxi drew out his sword and stretched his hand to his waist. It suddenly occurred to her that she was only in a semi transparent and illusory state. What surprised her was that she saw a long sword in her hand.
Without hesitation, Ling Chuxi swept with a sword and blocked the long sword. Just as the two swords were about to touch, the sword suddenly drew a strange arc, and it stuck to her sword as a chest stab, as fast as a startling Hong and as clever as a snake.
Ling Chuxi was shocked. She could feel the killing effect of this sword. She had an intuition that if she was stabbed by this sword, whether she was in a state of soul or in a dream, she would be as scared as hell.
This is not the result she wants, even if there is only a chance of life, Ling Chuxi will never give up.
However, the distance is so short, the opponent's sword is so fast and so skillful that it is too late to change or retreat.
In a flash, Ling Chuxi's martial arts and loyalty to the extreme. When his wrist twisted, the sword trembled violently. It was a small tremor, but it just shook the sword a few inches. At the same time, Ling Chuxi's light side just avoided the killing sword.
Ling Chuxi spits out his turbid Qi for a long time. Although the sword just now seems simple, it is the essence of Ling Chuxi's martial arts. In that flash of lightning, her mental strength and reaction speed have been promoted to unprecedented heights.
If it was normal, Ling Chuxi would not be able to avoid this sword, but in this state of soul, her martial arts and loyalty seemed to be completely inspired, and became surprisingly clear. Even the smallest change outside her body could not escape her eyes. Her body and divine sense were highly unified, and her heart was perfect with the movement of her mind.
Even Ling Chuxi was fascinated by his sword style just now. If he changed his time to another place, he might not be able to make that wonderful sword any more.
Ling Chuxi was waiting for the next attack. However, the sword stayed where it was and did not move. Later, a slender figure slowly appeared beside the sword. He did not look at Ling Chuxi, drew the sword back to its sheath, and then disappeared quietly.
What's going on? If it's a dream, it's too dangerous. Ling Chuxi is a little confused.
Wait a minute. I'm familiar with that sword just now. It seems that I've been there.
Before Ling Chuxi wanted to understand the problem, suddenly another sword was cut off in the air. Only this time, with the fierce and unrestrained sword style, a powerful figure appeared at the same time, and a roar came out from his mouth.
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