However, in the silent mansion, there was a person sitting there.
This person sat under the moonlight, looking somewhat lonely.
However, if one looked carefully, they would discover a different kind of aura.
Moreover, there were beams of cold light emitting from below.
The light was very sharp, like cold ice, piercing one's soul.
This person was naturally Xiao Li. At this moment, he was slowly wiping the long blade in his hand.
The long blade was completely black, looking simple and unadorned. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary sword, nothing special.
However, Xiao Li's expression was very careful, as if he was facing the most precious treasure in the world. His movements were very gentle, very gentle, wiping every part of the long blade clean.
To him, this jet-black saber was his life.
Lin Xuan flew all the way and finally arrived at the top of the ancient castle. He saw Xiao Li below, but did not make a sound, only quietly watching.
This was a form of respect for Xiao Li. As a sword artist, he also knew the importance of a weapon to a martial artist.
Especially for sword artists and blade artists, they viewed weapons as their life.
Moreover, he often wiped the Wind Shadow Sword and Star Scar Sword. Every time he did this, his heart would be very calm. Therefore, he knew that Xiao Li could not be disturbed at this time.
Lin Xuan slowly descended, like a cloud, lightly landing in the mansion.
Xiao Li did not turn his head, still slowly wiping the long blade. With his strength, he should have already discovered Lin Xuan's existence, but he acted as if he did not know.
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.
During this time, Xiao Li had been silently wiping his long blade, while Lin Xuan was like a statue, quietly standing there.
He did not speak, and did not even move.
When Xiao Li finished wiping, he tightly gripped the long blade in his hand.
Soon after, his entire temperament changed. He no longer had the loneliness from before, but was replaced by a cold sharpness.
His whole body was like a blade, wild and sharp to the extreme.
"Come, I will go all out in this battle!"
Xiao Li knew that he was not familiar with Lin Xuan. The fact that he could wait for two hours meant that he wanted to fight with him.
"Alright!"
Lin Xuan said in a deep voice as he pulled out the Wind Shadow Sword from his waist.
An even fiercer and fiercer aura gushed out and filled the surroundings of the old house.
Their gazes met, and it was like the light of a blade and the shadow of a sword, causing the entire void to emit cracking sounds.
"Let's decide this in one move!"
Xiao Li said. His voice was as cold as a blade.
Lin Xuan was shocked, but he nodded slowly.
No matter what method the other party used, he would not lose.
Determining victory and defeat in one move seemed like a fantasy to other martial artists. However, for swordsmen and sabersmen, one move was enough.
The two of them faced each other, and their auras continued to rise. They were like divine swords and heavenly blades, standing tall in the old mansion.
Around the two of them, there were countless tiny saber lights and sword shadows, forming a special area.
That power was so terrifying that even a half-step Supremacy would be killed immediately if they entered.
Although the two of them did not make a move, the aura they exuded was enough to make people tremble.
However, the aura did not stop there. It was still rising rapidly.
Lin Xuan was very cautious. He had to use his full strength for this move.
Countless sword Qi condensed behind him, and the shadow of a true dragon roared.
The sound was deep and desolate, and it was filled with power, causing the air above to explode.
In front of him, the shadow of a long sword appeared.
Although the dragon head and sword body were a little dim, they were filled with a shocking power.
On the opposite side, Xiao Li's pupils shrank. He naturally felt the pressure from the dragon head sword.
With a low shout, he also released the fledgling form of his Martial Soul.
His Martial Soul was naturally a long saber Martial Soul. The fledgling form of the saber soul and the jet-black long saber in his hand combined, causing Xiao Li's aura to grow stronger again.
The jet-black long saber that looked simple and unadorned was now like a black jade, emitting a sparkling light. A shocking aura was emitted from it.
The two young men were emitting a terrifying power that was comparable to that of a Supremacy. If anyone was here, their jaws would drop.
Because the aura of the two of them was so strong that they could even fight against a Supremacy.
Lin Xuan was also shocked. He guessed right. Xiao Li's strength was definitely strong. He was probably one of the top geniuses.
Take his aura for example, it was even stronger than Yan Chitian's!
Xiao Li was probably only one step away from a true Martial Soul.
This was a very strong opponent. Lin Xuan believed that the winner of this battle would definitely be able to condense a true Martial Soul quickly.
Therefore, he had to win this time.
The two of them faced each other, looking for each other's flaws and preparing to kill with one strike.
They put all their energy on each other and did not have the extra energy to check the situation around them.
At this moment, above the old house, another figure flashed quickly.
This figure was shrouded in a black fog. Like a ghost, he did not emit a trace of aura.
His gaze was cold as he stared at Lin Xuan's figure, like an experienced hunter staring at his prey.
He was also waiting for the best time to attack.
Below, Lin Xuan's figure was tall and straight. His entire body was filled with the aura of a sword soul. At this moment, he had raised his essence, Qi, and spirit to the highest level.
This was the best time for him to attack. If he missed it, he would have to wait for a long time.
As a swordsman, he would definitely not hesitate when he attacked. Therefore, Lin Xuan held the dragon-shaped sword and quickly stabbed out.
However, the moment he moved, the black-clothed man in the darkness laughed silently. A black spear appeared in his hand and he quickly threw it out.
This spear was completely black. It was different from the black of Xiao Li's long saber. This black was a kind of death. It was a cold and gloomy color, as if there was endless resentment mixed in it.
Like a flash of lightning, this spear was extremely fast.
The void shattered and countless cracks appeared. The spear instantly arrived behind Lin Xuan.
Originally, Lin Xuan was highly focused and focused all his energy on Xiao Li. However, he did not expect that a fatal danger would suddenly come from behind him.
This made his heart thump and his entire body tense up.
At this crucial moment, he gave up on Xiao Li and used all his strength to resist the fatal attack behind him.
In an instant, a layer of bright red armor appeared on his body, forming the strongest defense. At the same time, the dragon-shaped sword danced behind him. The sword light was like a divine sword, shining in all directions.
It was like three thousand bolts of lightning rushing behind him.
However, he still underestimated the fatal danger.
The pitch-black spear emitted a gloomy ghostly aura. It was like a river of the underworld, rushing over quickly.
On it, there were countless ferocious ghost howls, turning the surroundings into the Yellow Springs of Hell.
Clang!
Lin Xuan's long sword hit the spearhead, causing it to deviate, but the spear still stabbed him.
In the next moment, the spear pierced through his body.
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