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Volume 4 The Weeping Sea of ??Sand Chapter 70 Lu Yuewu (Part 2)

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    ¡ª¡ªThe silver sword drew a perfect arc, but this slashing blow still missed.

    The Night Witch screamed in terror, and the sound knocked her to the ground.  She was rolled backwards several times by the sound, and her body was scratched with several scars on the rough masonry.  But thankfully, her charms were temporarily suspended.

    "This is impossible!" She gasped in fear, staring at the female swordsman who had stood up again.  "How could you"

    "Nothing is impossible, Nianta." Lu Yuewu said.  One defeat could not affect her mood.  She bounced back.  "Your charm has no effect on me. So does your magic. Even though it seems omnipotent." She was too far behind Rosie.  What's more, she also deeply understood that the swordsmanship she practiced was different from theirs.

    "Nothing is omnipotent." Rosie once said to her, "and no sword is indestructible."

    She remembered that she answered her, "This is the sword in my heart." Her swordsmanship respected this approach: wielding the sword with your heart is like the way of a knight, so Leo and Luo only regarded swordsmanship as fighting.  Akane wouldn't understand.  She didn't intend to explain too much.  "I believed in her, and she overcame all obstacles and became invincible."

    "But General Yum also has his losing battles."

    "But the sword did not break, and the setback made the blade sharper."

    She clenched her sword tightly, and remained motionless amid the violent wind, rain, landslides and tsunami-like sounds.  Although the sound was invisible and like a hurricane, she ignored it.  She firmly believed that even if the sword in her hand was just an ordinary silver sword, she would not flinch.

    "Nianta," she spoke against the strong wind, her words clear.  "Stop resisting and get out of here with us."

    "Don't even think about it." Night Witch refused without thinking.  "I will stay here." The magic power surged around her body, like a vortex with great attraction.  Lu Yuewu couldn't see its light, but felt that her body was resisting her will.  "It's nice here, isn't it?" she said. "Men and women all surrender to me. What the old woman can do, I will do better than her. And you will be with me here."  .¡±

    Is it just her magic?  Lu Yuewu didn't know where her confidence came from, but she doubled down on her vigilance.  In her country, magic is called the magic of immortals, which is rare for ordinary people to see.  Here she was even more confused about them.  However, she believed in her swordsmanship, and her sword was indestructible and as sharp as the swords of the gods.  Not even magic can stop it.

    "I'm waiting to see how you will turn me into your puppet."

    "You will know, miss." Night Witch forced an ugly smile as if she was trying to stay calm.  "I promise. You will be like that woman, willing to call me master, and try your best to please me like a dog, just to get my reward."

    "I'm not interested in your reward" She paused and changed her title, "Night Witch."

    "Then we'll see."

    "I'm waiting."

    "You will grow weak, miss. Then kneel before me."

    This time, Night Witch¡¯s lips moved incomprehensibly, but her voice clearly reached Lu Yuewu¡¯s ears.  They rang in her mind, echoing like water.  She seemed to be commanding, and the words contained magic that washed away her defenses.  However, the wall of her heart is like a thick sluice made of steel, strong enough to stand firm for thousands of years despite being washed away by the waves.

    ¡°It¡¯s still unclear who will win.¡± She calmly said a few words and took steps.

    The Night Witch smiled grimly.  Without warning, a violent wind blew towards her.  The howling wind swept up everything on the corridor: torn tapestries, wooden stands, antique portraits, expensive porcelain, pottery sculptures, and heavy sculptures made of bronze and tin they all hit her head in.  .  She stood unsteadily, swaying in the wind.

    The violent wind whipped up by the magic power is also mixed with a deadly wind blade that looks like a crescent moon. It is invisible and leaves no trace, cutting through everything that blocks the way.  In just a short moment, the porcelain cracked, wood chips flew into the air, and the iron statue made an unbearable muffled sound of pain.  But the young Night Witch underestimated her. Her training as a child was far more difficult than this.  She practiced swordplay in the waves, hung sandbags on her feet under the waterfall, and was beaten with scars by countless bronze men.  Just like she had been trained thousands of times, she performed an admirable and dazzling dance. She raised her sword, retreated, moved, and bent When the strong wind subsided, her  There was a pile of tattered garbage behind her, but her feet were clean and tidy - she was like a disembodied ghost.  She didn't seem to move at all.

    Nianta was so stunned that she even realized that Lu Yuewu was close at hand.  Until the silver sword draws the sharp sword againShe suddenly woke up and fled in horror.  She screamed and resisted with magic.  However, this time the silver sword was like the Dawn Sword in the hands of the gods, cutting off the sound waves of condensed magic power.  Her throat seemed to be tightly strangled by something, and she could only whimper and cry like a wounded chick.

    "You, you" She couldn't even say a complete sentence.

    Lu Yuewu took another step forward, this time she was closer. In just two more steps, the silver sword would be nailed into Nianta's body.  "I said, nothing is impossible." She raised her sword, "I am different from them. Completely different. I am not Leo, nor is I Rosie. I don't need magic, and your magic is also good for me.  It¡¯s useless.¡±

    Her black hair is flowing and her eyes are as calm as the night, like a hidden goddess in the dark night who has existed since ancient times.  Her face was completely peaceful, as if she were looking at the world indifferently, and it seemed that even the end of the world could not shake her defenses.

    The night witch kept screaming until her voice became hoarse. She summoned the strong wind and fired two black magic rays from her fingertips.  The ground they passed left scorched marks, exuding the smell of decay and decay.  Lu Yuewu jumped to the left, breaking through the blockage of the sound waves, and ran towards her in a roundabout way.  More slender black light arrows shot out from Night Witch's fingers again, surrounding her from all sides.  Her clothes hissed and began to smoke.  A stronger stench filled the air, and she almost died from the smell.

    "You can't escape." Night Witch gritted her teeth and said, "I will arrest you"

    Lu Yuewu struggled in the arrow net, which was as black as a gleaming black and as sticky as a dirty swamp. The silver sword was simple and unpretentious, but even brighter.  There was no spell on it, nor any runes on it.  But she indeed shone brighter and brighter, until she overshadowed the greasy black light of the arrow net.  She is like a jeweled mantis emerging from a cobweb, not trapped by the cobweb, and has cut off all restraints.

    The Night Witch¡¯s ridicule stopped abruptly and turned into a frightened gasp.

    "No, youhow could"

    Lu Yuewu said nothing, but Night Witch seemed to see terrifying despair in her calmness.  She screamed and turned to run away.  She can't escape.  Lu Yuewu chased after him.

    The Night Witch fled in terror, running through corridors and closed rooms.  Several men and women who had been seduced by her saw her, and gathered around her hungry and pious.  "Get away!" she yelled, "it's best if they all die!" She desperately summoned rays to pierce their bodies and drive them all away.  While running away frantically, she looked back at Lu Yuewu.  She was ecstatic to find that the other party was avoiding the moaning men and women, and her speed gradually slowed down.

    She discovered Lu Yuewu¡¯s weakness.  So she laughed loudly and stopped running away.  She turned her head to look at Lu Yuewu, smiling coldly, her magic power oscillating like water waves, and she silently summoned the men and women she conquered, puppets of her body.

    Lu Yuewu had no choice but to stop.  A dozen men and women with their dirty and ugly lower bodies exposed came out from behind the Night Witch and blocked her path. The Night Witch laughed shrilly and arrogantly behind the wall of innocent people, "Kill."  Kill them, kill them, you won't do it, Miss Moon Dancer, you can't do it, because you are not Leo, and you are not Rosie." She used her previous words to mock her, and every sentence stabbed her.  Deep into her heart.

    She looked at the approaching crowd.  Although they are ugly and dirty, and their bodies have a disgusting smell, they are still living people, not corpses.  There was life in their eyes - even though everything in them existed only for Night Witch.  But she couldn't do it.  She could only retreat again and again until her back hit the cold wall.

    Her heart was shaken in front of these guys who were flocking to her, and she doubted whether her persistence would bring her own destruction.  The strange and magical sound poured into her mind, and her defenses were retreating and collapsing.  Finally, one person scratched her clothes, and she could not escape and could only let him tear off a piece of clothes. However, the other person grabbed her wrist and almost took away her weapon.

    "Do it, do it." Night Witch laughed crazily, "Otherwise, just watch, they will take off your clothes and let you enjoy their 'enthusiasm'. I guarantee, you will be fascinated by it.  "

    Lu Yuewu could no longer argue.  She kept dodging their hands, slapping them with her scabbard, and knocking their arms open with the back of her sword.  But even so, scars and bloodstains quickly appeared on the bodies of those men and women.  "Lift the sword a little higher, thrust it forward a little more, and you can kill them and catch me. Come on." The Night Witch smiled wantonly, and the bewitching power tried to erode her will and destroy her.  her faith.

    She tried to break free from their siege, but her counterattack failed under their siege.Be weak and powerless.  She didn't know what to do, and she became increasingly powerless to resist the Night Witch's laughter.

    what should I do?  she asked herself.  She searched every corner of her heart, trying to find the answer.  Her teacher, her sister, and her lover In a flash of inspiration, she realized that the only way to have faith is to live: even the most benign way of swordsmanship is just for survival, to find life.

    ¡°How should a sword be used?¡± she remembers her teacher asking her during her first swordsmanship class.

    She remembered her answer to the question: "It's used to protect the weak."

    However, her teacher whipped her palm with a bamboo stick.  "The purpose of a sword is to use the pointed end to stab the enemy." Her teacher said sternly, "That is its true purpose, anything else is a lie."

    She thought that what the teacher said was not entirely correct, but she understands now.  Her faith did not waver, she just understood the truth in desperate situations.  Blindly helping is not practice, but stupidity.  She somewhat understood some of Leo's actions.

    Lu Yuewu raised the silver sword, just as the night witch said.  "May you rest in peace." She prayed to the silent gods and to the immortals in the East to take in the souls of these poor people.  If there were any good spirits left, she knew they would take them in.  Lu Yuewu focused on her sword. The silver sword bloomed again, brighter than ever.  She was echoing her will, and she was cheering for her spiritual practice amidst the humming of a dragon.

    "No, how could you"

    "I understand the true meaning of the sword. What I hold in my hand is a sword, not a shield."

    The Night Witch struggled desperately. She roared, roared, and sent out black light arrows, causing the puppets to swarm She tried all means to no avail.  She couldn't escape.  Lu Yuewu thrust out her long sword - this sword was aimed at Nianta's chest.
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