C6 No6 Something Soft

Again!

Yu Xiyuan saw the opportunity and used her broken sword as a blade. With a twist of her wrist, she slashed at the man's abdomen, but she did not expect him to be so good at it, so she lightly leapt up and landed behind Yu Xiyuan, firmly. Yu Xiyuan did not know when, but he was already holding a treasured sword in his hand, ferociously thrusting it at Yu Xiyuan.

It was only then that Yu Xiyuan noticed that the man was a deep Spiritual Energy. Yu Xiyuan looked at the trembling and numbing mouth of the man and realised that this was the first time she had made a wrong judgement.

However, he was playing to his heart's content.

Yu Xiyuan stopped, rolled her eyes, and suddenly had an idea.

She turned her wrist and dodged to the side, but at the next moment, she dashed towards the man — —

Yu Xiyuan's messy long hair flew in the air without any wind. Holding the broken sword in her hand, she suddenly jumped up, pointing the broken sword at his chest.

The man sneered, "Too many flaws!"

The sword looked like a treasured sword. Even though it was not in front of her eyes, the sword qi had already reached the clouds. Yu Xiyuan dodged to the side, barely dodging the fierce sword qi.

What a strong sword Qi, it was a good sword!

However …

Lifting her lips slightly, Yu Xiyuan's eyes were like cold lightning. She said softly, "Too many flaws? Didn't I tell you to fall for it! "Arrogant!"

Yu Xiyuan's wrist suddenly turned and suddenly changed directions, thrusting from the other side, fast and fierce, but just as it was about to injure the man, the sword turned from the man's right hand to his left hand, and with a "whoosh", the sound of the two swords clashing actually blocked Yu Xiyuan's broken sword. Surrounding the sword, a cold light continued to flow, bringing with it a deterrent force, and after colliding with the broken sword, the dense cold air immediately enveloped both of them.

Yu Xiyuan raised her eyebrows. "Not bad. His speed is quite fast." In order to bring out the best power of the treasured sword, the swordsman had to be quick, accurate and ruthless, and now that he had gathered all three of these moves, it was simply pushing her to the edge of death. If it were not for the fact that this move had changed the course of events, Yu Xiyuan would probably have been flustered if she had used a few more moves.

"Shut up!"

The man's gaze was like ice, as cold as the sword aura.

Shut up?

Yu Xiyuan nodded. Naturally, she had to shut her mouth. She had to make a move.

His gaze swept across his entire body before finally landing on the man's waist. His empty hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed at it. Before the man could react, it was already too late. He could only take a small step back.

She pinched it. "Hmm? "Soft?"

pill s and the like, couldn't possibly feel like this.

Yu Xiyuan tilted her head and looked down. When she saw the place where her hand was holding, she stood there like a half block of wood, her mouth slightly open, unable to utter a single word.

"Soft?" A voice as cold as ice sounded above his head.

At this moment, it was as if time had frozen. Yu Xiyuan felt that the Qi above her head was like a volcano that was about to erupt. A powerful pressure suddenly came crashing down on her, pressing down on her like a mountain.

There was no expression on the man's face, but there was an irrepressible rage in his eyes.