Vol 4 Chapter 6: Give up

Bai Shanshui glanced at the pale sword like a paper, and said to Li Yunrui indifferently: "He is yours."
Li Yunrui frowned slightly, but did not say anything, just slowly nodded.
Baishan's mouth is full of arrogant smiles. "Whenever I catch up with me."
Then she turned around.
At the moment she turned around, there were countless torches in the darkness of the world, as if the whole face was burning against the edge of her long tomb.
In the burning fire, a man like a cast iron is marching at a firm and almost constant pace.
Bai Shanshui said coldly: "Liang Lian, I am looking for you, but you dare to come to me?"
Liang Lian's look is indifferent, the black boots are stable and trampled on the ground, and the black waves of the feet are splashed, such as the blossoming black lotus.
"The ridiculous Qin people are proud." Bai Shanshui looked at Lianglian, who was not vocal, and even more ridiculously ridiculed: "Even if the soldiers are against the soldiers, you will be right, you are not qualified, where is Shen Xuan? How can he not dare? Come see me?"
Liang Lian still did not respond, he continued to walk a few dozen feet at a steady pace, and then extended his right hand calmly.
There was a loud explosion between the heavens and the earth.
An extremely pure life-threatening atmosphere is filled with the perception of many people.
A black light, like the extension of his arm, swallowed outwards, and then formed a broad black sword with a straight black.
The half of the blade is thick, such as the simple stone on the riverside, and the other half is rippled, such as thousands of turbid waves.
He held his sword across his chest and said indifferently: "Please."
Then he did not have any slow swords.
A massive amount of heaven and earth poured into his sword, and there seemed to be a curved river bank around his body.
The strength of his body and his life sword is getting stronger and stronger, and then this power is always accumulated in the river bank.
This sword is the strongest type of sword in the sword that he used to forget about Xue in the past.
The essence of this sword lies in the constant accumulation of power. At the end of the levee, all the powers burst out.
In the past, Xue Forgot to deal with this sword was to attack the Aries, not to let the river bank break, even if it is a breach, the flood will not simply pour towards the side of itself, but will collapse toward both sides.
However, in the face of such a sword, Bai Shanshui is just a more ridiculous smile. "For me to use such a sword, you have forgotten that I am the master of Yunshui Palace."
She did not pre-empt the sword, just waiting.
Liang Lian’s brows were slightly picked up, and the night clouds in the sky were in chaos. The sword had already formed. The front of his body rang with horrible roar. The invisible levee broke, and a violent overbearing force blasted out and rushed to the body of Bai Shanshui. .
It was only the recoil between the heavens and the earth, and the flames ignited by the torches held by the hands of all the sergeants in the distance behind Liang Liang’s body were stretched at the same time, making a whistling sound.
The power and momentum of this sword is already perfect, just like the power of human beings.
However, in the face of such a sword, Bai Shanshui did not even have his own sword.
Her left hand caressed in the air.
A few drops of crystal water droplets sprang from her fingertips like crystal pearls, and then turned into a stream of crystal water like a streamer.
These several crystal waters are extremely small compared to the violent turbid waves coming from the embankment. However, when the two meet, the violent and overbearing turbid waves can't enter, and the number of people in front of her rotates.
In front of her, there was a huge and sharply swirling water vortex out of the air, like a building.
Many Changling practitioners in the darkness are silent.
The voice of Chen Jianshou sounded at this time.
The fire on the edge of Changling is not so far away. Against the backdrop of the distant fire, this figure of the superintendent of the gods is not so dark and cold, but his grace But still with an unspeakable decadence.
"No one can surpass Wei Yunshui Palace in the past, but no one can surpass the White House."
He looked at Li Yunrui, who was watching him. His voice was low and clear: "Is it just that you have thought that General Liang Da has been through a hundred battles, but why should he use such a sword in front of the White House?"
Li Yunrui looked at him calmly and said: "I don't want to, because that's not my business."
At the moment when he spoke the first word, two nights between him and Chen’s head flashed two swords that could not be captured by the naked eye, and then a dazzling spark.
The two flying swords each swayed from the spark with tremors and fluctuating waves.
As long as Li Yunrui has a distraction, there is a wave of emotions, and perhaps it is already dead.
Chen Jian’s brow was deeply wrinkled.
He determined that this young man, who is unknown in Changling, was a rare enemy in his life.
......
The left hand caressed the room and easily solved the unbridled sword of Lianglian. However, the brow of Bai Shanshui was deeply wrinkled at this time.
She condensed the ridiculous and disdainful smile, frowning: "Even Xue is not invincible, how can you be so strong?"
Liang Lian looked at the swirling vortex, and his face had no expression other than indifference: "Why should I look stronger than Xue?"
With the export of his words, there were several dull and huge explosions between the heavens and the earth.
The first boring as the thunder of the landing thunder came from his feet.
The tough black leather boots worn by his feet were blasted into countless pieces. The wet and soft land of the reeds was hammered by the terror of his feet and became more than the bluestone road of Changling. Hard and firm.
Even if his feet are like iron, at this time, with the force of the blood and flesh, many red blood beads are scattered.
There were two deep red footprints under his body, and his body had crossed the space and appeared behind the swirling vortex.
The sword of his right hand stabbed straight to the swirling vortex, but the second dull bang came from his hilt.
His left fist was hammered on his hilt.
A horrible impact was introduced into the blade along the hilt.
The wavy pattern on his half-sword of the sword was as if he had been shocked and rushed out along the hegemonic sword.
The third dull roar sounded without pause.
A tall vortex like a building collapses instantly.
Countless water waves have turned into countless swords, squeezing the air in front, like a mountain like a wall pressing against white mountains and waters.
The front of the white mountains and waters are all swords.
Millions of swords filled the sky in front of her eyes.
However, the most terrible thing is that the rune between the swords has faded, like a sword with a black shore stone.
Thousands of water swords are traversing in the air, and the heaven and earth spirits produced in the kendo pass into the sword in the hands of Lianglian.
White mountains and waters out of the sword.
The long sword in her hand was pierced straight forward.
The strength of the heavens and the earth on the sword has flowed wonderfully. It is just a few feet ahead. The water swords in front of her are re-formed into crystal water like melting snow and then gathered into a wall.
Between her and Liang Lian, there was a crystal wall.
Lianglian’s face has not changed, he is still only a silent sword, not changing his position.
The dark sword tip collided with the crystal water wall, and a dull bang was heard again. The water wall cracked and spread out, and the black sword tip continued to move forward, and then encountered the dark green sword tip of the white mountain water.
The tip of the sword meets the tip of the sword, and a little starlight ignites, if a tiny star is formed.
Liang Lian breathed and paused, and a sigh of sputum smashed out from the tight lips. His whole body became black and iron, and a layer of light on the surface of the skin flashed like a sword, and then his figure stopped.
A circle of blasts blasted around his body, and the ground swayed out like a cockroach.
The body of Bai Shanshui wrapped up in the air and then flew backwards. He hit the ground and then flew into the air like a white stone.
There were countless cracks behind her.
Numerous reeds swaying in the squally winds were smashed by the swords that poured out of her body, and the crumbs fluttered like heavy snow.
At the moment when the ground bounced, Bai Shanshui had already controlled the figure. Although the body still flew backwards, it still maintained its standing posture.
It’s just that her lips, which are close to the line, are licking a few blood lines.
Her face was pale, and her white clothes were extraordinarily white in the night, and the blood line fell on the white clothes, which was particularly eye-catching.
Five pale swords and shadows at this time, such as crazy wild dance bees bypassed Li Yunrui's body.
There were five cracks on Li Yunrui’s robes.
There is a faint blood line that seeps out of the crack.
"It turns out that you are so strong."
Chen Jianshou still carries a strange sense of decadence and slightly raises his head to say this.
At this time, he said that he did not know that Li Yunrui, who still blocked the blow at this time, was only affected by some flesh-and-blood injuries, said Liang Liang, who was flying a white mountain with a sword.
In such a voice, Liang Lian is still indifferent with a sword, watching the white mountains and water in the air.
Looking at his cold, iron-backed back, all the sergeants in the distance behind him awake from the strong shock.
They finally understood why their generals were so indifferent and unchanged after losing to Xue.
They also finally understood that this general was not too good in his former colleagues, but he was able to survive in only a few battles in life.
Because he is willing to lose.
The same two swords show a completely different power.
General Liang Da is stronger than many people think.