"The Third Prince, be careful!"
Miss Yuan looked at the familiar sword light and couldn't help but shout out in shock.
— This is … this is the sword technique!
One of the Nine Great Secret Swords that beheaded Prince Yuan on the street.
— Xiu! Luo! Tian! Zhi! Fen!
With Miss Yuan's knowledge of martial arts, she naturally didn't recognize any of the Nine Great Secret Swords. But after seeing it with her own eyes and looking back at the ancient records, in addition to the repeated emphasis of the royal family, she had a deep impression of it.
In her nightmares at night, she would often see that girl with skin as pale as paper and a body shorter than a sword.
That sword technique that displayed Prince Yuan's aura made her envious, but also made her fearful.
She never imagined that she would see this sword light again in such an unexpected place!
In the darkness, there were yellow sparks.
That was the effect of the sword blade rubbing against the ground.
In an instant, the light of Asura Sky illuminated the entire cavern. The figure of the red-clothed girl was faintly discernible.
— It's her!
Miss Yuan was shocked and terrified.
Why was she here? Why did she attack Shen Zhenyi?
— Moreover, she used one of the Nine Great Secret Swords, Asura Sky!
This wasn't a warning, nor was it a deterrent. It was a sneak attack!
But Shen Zhenyi remained unmoved.
He didn't even raise an eyebrow. He only extended a finger.
Whoosh!
The wind whistled.
In front of the Asura, a larger, dark red evil spirit appeared!
It was the exact same move, the exact same Asura Sky Burn!
The two Asura evil spirits collided, fiercely tearing at each other, emitting a deafening roar. Mud and dust fell, and in the time it took to brew a cup of tea, they perished together, turning into a bloody dust.
As the dust settled, a pale and dazed face was revealed.
The red-clothed girl's eyes didn't turn. She stared at Shen Zhenyi.
She opened her mouth, and after a long time, she asked.
"You also know Asura Sky?"
Her voice was strange, not like a local at all. Instead, it was like an accent that could be imitated, with a mechanical indifference and alienation.
"It's … it's her!"
Miss Yuan trembled as she approached Shen Zhenyi. "She's the one who killed Prince Yuan!"
There was no mistaking this face.
"Oh?"
Shen Zhenyi looked up. When he saw the Asura Flames of Heaven, he had already thought of this.
Although the nine Secret Arts were nothing special, they weren't cabbages either.
In Xuantian City, there were not many people who knew how to use it.
It was only natural that the person who killed Lord Yuan would come to retrieve the golden key.
Not to mention, the Nine Secret Swords themselves were a glaring clue.
The battle in the city had escalated to such an extent.
However, he wasn't in a hurry to ask. Instead, he faintly replied, "Asura Heavens Burn isn't some ultimate skill. This was especially the case when used by a woman. She would not be able to resonate with heaven and earth and sense the true yang. The power would be much weaker, and the details would be even more awkward. Your sect's martial arts are not one of the nine secret swords, so it's best if you don't use them too often. "
"What's more, this move is strange and evil. It takes lives to increase one's might, and it's extremely difficult to control.
This sword technique was so powerful that it killed Lord Yuan on the streets, yet you still say that the details are awkward? He even told him not to practice anymore?
Miss Yuan bitterly smiled. She really couldn't understand these masters.
The pale girl seemed to have heard him. She nodded slightly, "This move is indeed not much. I've only been using it recently to play around. I didn't expect you to have such a keen eye."
Most people, upon seeing a secret skill like the Asura Heavens Burn, would only practice it without regard for anything else.
… But this girl was able to sense that there was something wrong with it. Just this knowledge alone surpassed mortals by far.
"However."
She paused and looked indifferently at Shen Zhenyi, "Even so, you still have to give me the key."
Key?
Miss Yuan turned her head and looked at the golden key in Shen Zhenyi's fair hand. Only then did she remember the reason why they were fighting over it.
Why would this girl appear here?
And what was the golden key that the Third Young Master Shen obtained?
Too many things had happened today. Miss Yuan felt that it was too much for her to take in.
Shen Zhenyi played with the key in his hand. He looked at the other party playfully and asked absent-mindedly, "Do you know what this is? And who are you? "
The person who killed King Yuan had a mysterious origin. He also possessed one of the Nine Great Secret Swords, the Asura Heavens Burn. Many people guessed that he was related to the ancient martial arts lineage. And Captain Hong also found out that this red-clothed girl came from the obelisk.
… And she actually appeared here to snatch the Xuan family's key. This was interesting.
"I'm not trying to claim kinship with you. Why do you need to know who I am?"
The red-clothed girl's attitude was cold. She didn't want to answer the question.
"Give me the key."
Her goal was clear. If she wanted to do something, no one could stop her.
Shen Zhenyi smiled and didn't pursue the matter, "If you can defeat my sword, I'll naturally give it to you."
In other words, if she couldn't defeat him, she shouldn't even think about it.
The red-clothed girl was expressionless.
… But she wasn't in a hurry to attack.
Even she knew that when she used the Asura Heavens Burn to attack her opponent, the other party used the same move to counterattack. They canceled each other out, and she even suffered a small loss.
In terms of swordsmanship, she didn't have the confidence to defeat this man.
… This was something she had never experienced before.
She frowned.
"Who are you?"
The red-clothed girl rarely took the initiative to care about her opponent's name.
Because in front of her, most of her opponents were either dead or defeated.
Those who were dead or defeated didn't need to have their names remembered.
Just now, Miss Yuan had shouted that she was the person who killed Prince Yuan. Even if she carefully thought about it, she could only vaguely remember that she had killed a fat man on the street.
But the person in front of her …
The red-clothed girl felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It was a mixture of excitement, fear, and excitement. This feeling rarely emerged in her chest. It was quite fresh.
So she unconsciously asked for the other party's name for the first time.
"Abandoned Sword Villa, Shen Zhenyi."
This name was already very well-known in Xuantian City recently. Even if the Sick Sword Saint Yuanshan stole some of the limelight, Yuanshan was already so strong. The great swordsman who traveled with him would also rise in status and be noticed by others.
Great swordsman like Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili! He was almost destined to leave his name in history!
However, the red-clothed girl acted as if she hadn't heard it at all. She only nodded indifferently.
"I understand."
She dragged the giant sword and slowly retreated.
The sword edge drew brilliant sparks on the steps, illuminating her surroundings.
"My name is Ah Gui."
Just as her figure was about to disappear into the darkness, she slowly opened her mouth and finally said her name.
"I'll leave the key with you for now. I'll get it back soon."
"At the same time, I'll take —"
"— and your life!"
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