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Even so, due to his opponent's powerful sword attack, even though the rebound force from his armor had dissipated quite a bit of the force from his sword attack, the remaining force was still considerable.

Wu Yuxue's entire body suddenly soared into the air as the sword pierced through the river. This time, she was forced to retreat. Half of it was due to the power of the Sword of River Crossing Dragon and the other half was due to Wu Yuxue's own strength. This way, it could be considered as completely neutralizing the piercing power of her opponent.

When Wu Yuxue landed, she felt surprised that she was standing in front of a cliff.

The castle was built on top of a tall mountain. It was suspended in the air but it took up a lot of space. It was difficult to understand what was happening inside the castle, so it was different outside the castle.

It turned out that the multimillionaire Huang was planted around the ancient fortress.

Wu Yuxue had gone beyond the bamboo thicket with her strong enemy on one side and a cliff on the other. She was in a dilemma.

Jiang Long could have taken his opponent's life with a single strike, but he never thought that Jiang Long would be able to kill him with a single strike. He never thought that Jiang Long would be able to kill him with a single slash.

Of course, he wouldn't let him go so easily. He sneered and then leaped up, "Hu!" With a "whoosh", he moved several feet and landed outside of the bamboo forest after following the other party's rising posture.

Wu Yuxue, who had been holding on to his life with his treasured robe, still had a lingering fear in his heart. Seeing that the river dragon was like a shadow and was still unwilling to let him go, he roared angrily and stepped forward. With a swoosh, the sword in his hand flashed and a silver streak of light about ten feet long appeared.

Due to the grief and indignation in Wu Yuxue's heart, she had used her full strength in this sword attack. The sharp sword Qi forced Jiang Long to retreat temporarily.

While he was dodging, Wu Yuxue had already bent her body and, with a long, mournful howl, dived down towards the bottom of the cliff.

After Wu Yuxue had thrown herself down, the river dragon quickly moved to the edge of the cliff.

As far as the eye could see, all that could be seen was the clouds and mist. The vast expanse of the blue sky had almost completely sealed off the mouth of the cliff, so how could they distinguish any traces of the other party.

This move had obviously exceeded Jiang Long's expectations. With his outstanding lightness skills, he couldn't believe Wu Yuxue had thrown herself onto the cliff. Wu Yuxue would definitely die.

However, it was impossible for the river dragon to make a decisive judgement. Thinking like this, he began to pace up and down in front of the cliff. It was difficult for him to come up with a good plan.

Since his debut, he had met countless powerful people, but none of them had angered him as much as Wu Yuxue in front of him.

At this moment, his eyes were focused on the bottom of the hole that was covered by the clouds. He wasn't sure if it was sadness or joy, or was it some other form of sadness?

His kung fu was extremely high, and he could see the four seas. In this world, other than a limited number of doyens, there was almost no one that was worthy of his eyes.

A hundred battles were a hundred victories, and everything was invincible. Under the grand fame of the golden chicken, not a single person in the world feared it, and not a single person was a frightening person.

However, a shadow had been cast over his heart by the shadow of Wu Yuxue, the young man.

It was a strange feeling. When he bent down to look at the fog below, he subconsciously thought that Wu Yuxue was still alive, even though the possibility was extremely small ?

Extremely small, not equal to zero.

As the saying goes, if one doesn't die, the five elements can be saved. It sounded ridiculous, but in reality, if one wasn't knowledgeable about the situation, it would be extremely hard to understand.

All in all, when Wu Yuxue was completely frightened and ran away with her life in a miserable state, looking back on what just happened, it was simply unimaginable. It was like a dream, but it was actually the truth.

The situation had happened too quickly, and things were often done in such a way.

The moment Wu Yuxue threw herself onto the cliff, he discovered that there was a pine branch growing between the cliffs. With his skill in the art of lightness, it was enough for him to make use of.

Who would have thought that before his body could descend, the branching pine branch would be immediately covered by a strange mist? Although the river dragon from later came to pay close attention, he was unable to find any clues.

In the future, although it would be near miraculous and impossible, it was actually not that difficult.

Wu Yuxue relied on his outstanding lightness skills and inner force skills. Using both his hands and feet, she displayed the ultimate skill of "Gecko Travelling Wall" all the way. She advanced steadily between the rock cliffs that were as flat as a knife.

Only when he reached the peak and bent over the ground did he feel that his body was like a human face, truly lacking even the slightest bit of strength. If this peak was just a little bit taller, if it was only a few feet higher, the consequences would be dire.

Looking at his appearance, he really did look like someone who needed food. His two palms were worn out in many places, not to mention his clothes, in addition to the sweat and dirt from the wet woods, he looked like the type of person who had just crawled out of a sewer. Fortunately, the sky was already dark, and no one noticed him walking down the mountain in the dark.

Wu Yu Xue couldn't help but shiver when a piercing cold wind blew over.

There was a sound of "Hua La" from the bushes. It sounded like someone was hiding there. Wu Yuxue was surprised. She pulled out her sword and saw a shadow coming out. It was a coyote.

Wu Yuxue could not help looking at the dark sky in disappointment. After a while, she sighed and sheathed her sword.

He called his own name and said to himself sorrowfully: "Yan Xue, Yan Xue, Yan Xue, you were originally an arrogant figure from the Sword School, and had always been a proud and conceited person. Tonight, he had truly lost face for the 'Swallow School'. "At this moment, even a little wild wolf can scare me. If this news spreads out, I'm afraid even the four seas of the martial world would not be able to stand up for me."

As he spoke, he felt a pang in his heart, as if tears were about to fall.

The night wind blew, causing his clothes to flutter. His thin clothes, which had previously been drenched in sweat, were now being hit by the cold wind. The feeling became even worse, and on top of that, there were also numerous cuts on his body from the sharp stone surface.

However, this pain was not any worse than the pain in his heart. He stood dumbly in front of a mountain rock. All of his senses were numbed by it.

For him, this was the first time in his life that he had felt such a sense of shame and humiliation, such grief and indignation. He couldn't wait to smash his head into the rock in front of him. He pulled out his long sword and slashed at the large rock in front of him. The rock flew like a torrential rain, scattering a large amount of rock fragments. The falling rock fragments were like hail as they rained down in all directions.

He vented himself like a madman for a while, then sat down to catch his breath.

After venting his anger, his heart felt a bit more at ease. He then looked at the sword in his hand, which was shining brightly. He didn't think that it would harm his treasured sword.

Now that he had calmed down, he did not feel any heartache. He carefully wiped the sword clean and carefully observed it for a while. Fortunately, there was not a single scratch on it. After all, the family's famous sword was not that bad.

When he thought about what happened just now, he was fortunate. If he had not worn the Heart Protecting Armor before coming here, he was sure that he would have already died under the Heart-Piercing Sword. Moreover, when he jumped down the cliff, if he didn't see the ancient pine tree by the side of the cliff, how could he still have a life after taking a single step into the air?

Damn it, he should not die. Obviously, he had his own plans.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have his ambitions rise. He clenched his teeth, thinking that as long as he didn't die in this life, he would be able to train his unique skill. Once again, he would find Jiang Long and find a victor.

With this thought in mind, he returned the sword to its sheath and began to walk down the mountain step by step.

However, at this moment, everyone's mind was filled with Jiang Long's figure, especially the process of the fight between the two parties earlier. However, at this moment, everyone's mind was filled with Jiang Long's figure, especially the process of the fight between the two parties earlier.

Although he wasn't as conceited as Jiang Long, being able to see the four seas, it was true that once one reached a certain realm in martial arts. But when he thought of how well Jianghu was able to move across the river, he couldn't help but feel impressed.

The more he was like this, the more he encouraged his ambition. More than once, he made a wish for himself that in this lifetime, defeating this dragon would become his first priority.

With this kind of vicious attitude, his heart felt much more at ease. Unknowingly, he had returned to the inn that he was staying at.

At the beginning of the day, the inn was bustling with people. Wu Yuxue thought that this was too shameful, so she took a detour to the back alley, jumped in, and made her way to the courtyard where she lived in the dark.

He loved silence. Every time he stayed at an inn, he would go through a lot of trouble to get the shopkeeper to arrange a quiet room for him so that he could practice on his own. Moreover, it is in order to escape the reward of clamor. For example, the place he was living in was a quiet place. In this small courtyard, there were only three quiet rooms. Two of them were empty, while Wu Yuxue was living in one of them.

Enjoying the entire garden's autumn colors alone brought about a bit of peace.

However, he seemed to be about to lose this tranquility.

As he stepped into the corridor, he was surprised to find that the room next to his was occupied.

The reason was that the room was lit at the moment.

He remembered that day when he had told the shop owner that he would no longer accept outsiders. He was willing to pay more, but unexpectedly, he changed his mind. He had wanted to find the shop owner's theory immediately and think about his messy appearance. It was too shameful, so he decided to hold it in for the time being and wait until the next day.

Thinking this way, he deliberately lowered his footsteps. He continued to move forward.

The melodious sound of a zither drifted over with the wind, carrying along with it a desolate and ancient elegance.

Before, when he stepped into the courtyard, he seemed to have heard the sound of something moving. Normally, he didn't notice it, but now that he heard it again, the situation was completely different. It turned out that the source of the zither notes was indeed his new neighbor.

The person playing the zither and making fun of others was not an ordinary person. The four strokes of the zither had reached his ears and he sounded ancient and elegant. It was truly fascinating.

"Oh," Wu Yu Xue took a step forward and could not help but be excited, "Who is this person? to have this level of skill? "

With just a thought, he could not help but dispel half of the anger in his heart. If it were not for the filth in front of him, he would have come to visit him. He wanted to see what kind of person he was.

It was just that now, he would rather keep his loneliness as it was. Although he was surprised, he didn't want to think about it.

He went into the house and lit up the lamp. After washing himself, he changed into a set of clean clothes. Only then did he feel a lot better.

"Unworthy of being a scholar, I am glad to be able to be a savior." The melodious and ancient zither music that had been resonating ever since it was set off was the most appropriate form of consolation for the current Wu Yuxue.

He leaned on his tired body, his expression that should've been thinking about sleeping, was actually filled with excitement and excitement. He was actually unable to sleep.

Cai Zhonglang was known as "Jiao Wei", and since then, the music industry has made progress. It has developed to this day, and can be considered grand, not simple, the virtuous zither was chosen by the master, the beautiful zither was not a good zither, it was not a bad zither, it was not a common street shop. Most of the time, an expert in the zither would have obtained a good melody, otherwise it would have fallen out of the ordinary.

Although Wu Yuxue was not considered a top-notch expert in the Dao of the Sword, she still had to be proficient in martial arts. This was the reason why the zither music that suddenly drifted towards him felt so familiar and joyful. Honestly speaking, he was much more adept in the art of the zither than she was.

The person in front of him was obviously someone who possessed both the zither and the zither, which was especially difficult to pass on. The reason why the zither was so called "the zither but not the zither" was because there were many people who were good at zither, and those who understood the zither were few in number. This person was bound to pick the zither with his right hand, play the zither with his left hand, and exchange it from left to right.

In the past on Qingyan Peak, Wu Yuxue had often seen her parents with a double zither. That was truly amazing.

Yang Quan of the Jin Dynasty once said: "The zither desire is high and the zither desire is low." Because the sound was too high, he had to seize the zither by accident, so he could only play it quietly. As for the music he played, so did the zither, and so did the zither.

With this understanding, Wu Yuxue could not help but admire him even more.

He guessed that the partition room was played by only one person, not two people together. That was because from the same seamless finger technique, he could hear a "small hook" followed by a "large hook". The sound was really refreshing, and the following "desert wind sand" made Wu Yuxue even more stunned.

It was because this song, "Desert Sand", was also the song that his parents loved, that made it sound even more intimate. Back then, when his parents combined their lives to play this song, it had made him feel that there was no one else in this world who could compete with him. This strange guest's accomplishments seemed to be on a higher level than his parents'.