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    At this moment, some of the rich princes or noble ladies gathered on this cross-border flying boat are trying to please Ye Zu's daughter, or are simply her followers, or they are races like the Qinggang tribe that cannot deal with the Loulan tribe.  If he could intervene in this matter and beat up the lost dog of the Loulan tribe, it would be the best if he could win the favor of Ye Zu's daughter.  "Things between big forces are really troublesome." Shen Mingjing rubbed his temples, but he was a little unwilling to pay attention to it.  When he was in the tenth-day world, he was at the center of the overt and covert struggles of the major forces. Although he gained a brief period of peace in Jiuxiaoyunmen, in fact he was still in trouble. Now he had to escape to this world. Now he has arrived in a new world.  Living in a remote area, I just want to practice in peace and don't want to deal with trivial matters.  "The world is useless and I am the only master" does not suit his wishes. Besides, to acquire this unique skill, he would have to give up so many of his martial arts advantages. Shen Mingjing couldn't do it anyway.  Ye Zu¡¯s daughter wanted to break off the engagement, but it was Lou Lan Yidao who was broken off, not Shen Mingjing.  Let¡¯s not talk about whether this tribesman who has never been masked before will be friendly with him. If they can really become friends, that is also their business.  What's more, the daughter of the first-generation Earth ancestor and Dao Zhi wanted to break off their engagement, and it was not something that he, a half-blood Loulan descendant, could interfere with.  He has his own things to deal with, especially one important thing, which is the demon blood curse on the seventeenth princess Liuyun Fengshuang.  If the demon blood curse comes from a friendly race of the Loulan tribe, everything will be easy to handle. If not, or even an enemy, then Shen Mingjing will be busy.  "What, don't you have any ideas?" The young man in blue stared at Shen Mingjing.  Shen Mingjing shrugged: "No idea. I'm going back to my room. I don't have anything to do here, and I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble." "You. You are from the Loulan tribe." Shen Mingjing frowned slightly: "  Why did you say that?" The young man in blue smiled slightly and said: "It's too simple. You said that you came from other worlds to join the main clan, so don't tell me where this cross-border flying boat is going.  There are two top gods in that place. " "Okay, I'm from the Loulan tribe, but so what? I don't know Loulan Yidao, but I won't necessarily offend Ye Zu's daughter for him."  I was speechless, but I could understand Shen Mingjing.  Generally speaking, it is difficult for people from the branch race to integrate into the main race, let alone people like Shen Mingjing who have not yet fully come into contact with the main race.  "In that case, I won't bother you. I just wanted to find a helper, but that's it. If you're not interested, I won't force you." She was talking nonsense. The Dieying tribe has always been a loner, even if they are members of the same tribe.  Rarely travel together.  "It's a pity that Shen Mingjing doesn't know the details of the Dieying tribe, so he can't expose her childish lies.  Just as he was about to get up and leave, a murderous intent suddenly came over him.  It was like a sword was placed on Shen Mingjing's neck, sending chills down his spine.  "Want to cause trouble again?" Shen Mingjing snorted, as if there was an electric light flashing in his eyes, and the murderous intention dissipated in an instant, like an exploding wave of water.  Spreading out from all directions, it clearly contained a hint of his understanding of the Martial Prime Minister.  And it also contains the beauty of swordsmanship, which is to treat others with their own way.  "Oh?" The person who took action rashly was also very surprised. He didn't expect Shen Mingjing to have such a unique skill. After all, judging from the previous confrontations, Shen Mingjing was good at physical training and mental training. He had extraordinary comprehension, both cold power and fire power.  It's no small matter, he must be a master of swordsmanship, but now that I saw him, he was actually good at swordsmanship.  It was too late, and then it was faster, only two "choking" sounds were heard one after another, and the two sword lights were already clashing in the void. At the same time, Shen Ming's mirror body and sword merged into one, and rushed out like a black light.  Flashing through the air, he collided with the opponent's figure, and the opposite was the collision of sword edges.  "Good swordsmanship!" The man who made the move was very happy. Although he had many young talents of equal strength since his debut, among his peers, few could rival him in terms of swordsmanship.  Without an opponent, a swordsman is not only lonely, but also unable to make progress.  Now I finally found a good opponent.  The two men's swordsmanship did not stop, but Shen Mingjing finally saw clearly this young swordsman with murderous intent. He was in his twenties, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He only had slightly fat lips and a little red mole on the left and right sides of his lips.  , looks quite blessed, which completely destroys the handsomeness and perseverance of the sword-browed and starry eyes.  This person was also dressed extremely strangely. His hair was untied and spread loosely like a tangled pile of hay. He was also wearing a loose robe, revealing his chest and not caring about it.  He looks like a prodigal, but his swordsmanship is extremely rigorous. The sword light is not so much a sword net as an airtight copper wall to preventIt's so meticulous that it makes it impossible for people to start. If it's just a defensive swordsmanship, that's it. This unbreakable protective net clearly contains ruthless murderous intent. It's like a skilled assassin hiding behind a copper wall. Suddenly,  Open the secret door on the wall and thrust out a killing sword.  "That's interesting!" Shen Mingjing sneered. Suddenly, his body felt cold, and his arms seemed to suddenly grow in size. At the same time, he condensed his energy into swords. In an instant, three swords appeared around him.  The three swords turned together and used the evil-fighting sword technique promoted by the Sunflower Book. The sword technique was like light, and only the sound of tinkling, tinkling, tinkling tinkling could be heard. The three swords were used in unison, like three swordsmen.  The fast swordsmen launched an attack at the same time.  Before the disheveled man could be surprised, Shen Mingjing had another sword beside him. From three swords to four swords, it was like four fast swordsmen attacking at the same time, with similar internal strength.  However, the swordsmanship, moves, and artistic conceptions of the four swords are completely different. It is as if they are four apprentices taught by the same master. They have similar martial arts, but different personalities, personalities, and thoughts.  For a moment, a flaw appeared in the airtight defense.  The opponent's attack was too fast, and the iron wall that was supposed to be perfect became flawless, because the defensive sword was not as fast as the attacking sword.  However, this situation only lasted for a moment.  The man with disheveled hair was also a rare swordsman, so he immediately gave up the idea of ??attacking.  Even if he concentrates on defense, he can still cope with the attack of four quick swords.  but.  He only tried it once, and the next moment, he gave up the defense of the iron wall.  But seeing that his whole body seemed to be surrounded by blazing flames, the clouds were steaming and the red rainbow was rising into the sky. His long hair, which was originally loose, was dancing wildly, as if it had turned into feathered snakes that soared into the sky, and his eyes were as clear as rubies.  There is no unnecessary impurity, the blood is blooming, the sword is held in both hands, the speed is even faster, and every time the sword is swung, it brings up sword lights that are like pillars of blood and like morning glow.  He completely gave up defense and turned to attack with all his strength.  "I rarely take the initiative to attack. Because then, I don't have to fight." He said lightly, but there was excitement in his eyes, because Shen Mingjing was an opponent worthy of his all-out efforts, and he was a swordsman.  The swordsman most wants to fight is always the swordsman.  He is excited.  Shen Mingjing was not interested.  Because he discovered that this was no ordinary swordsmanship.  ??Racial talent.  This is the deduction of Jiuxiao's function. He can practice, but he can't exert his full sword skills, so why bother to practice?  Make some deductions.  Just for reference.  Such a gain undoubtedly made Shen Mingjing very unhappy.  The value of this one is too low.  He fights with people.  One of the main purposes is to collect martial arts, so even if the opponent is obviously inferior to himself, he does not mind fighting for a while for the opponent's martial arts, unique skills, and secret techniques.  "It's a pity that these damn rich people make him unhappy."  "Sure enough, I still like the human race." "What do you mean?" When the man heard Shen Mingjing say this inexplicably, Monk Zhang Er was at a loss.  Shen Mingjing rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It means that I don't want to fight anymore." "It's not up to you!" After finally catching a swordsman who was as good as him, how could that man miss it?  "Some things are not up to me, but this is an exception." After saying this, a fifth sword suddenly appeared in front of Shen Mingjing. The five swords were fired in unison, and the attack was faster.  However, this was just the beginning. Soon, the sixth sword appeared in front of Shen Mingjing, the seventh, the eighth, the ninth, and the tenth.  In the eyes of the swordsman, it was as if there were one more swordsman after another, all using the same swordsmanship, but with completely different styles and artistic conceptions of their moves.  It felt like he was not facing one person, but an entire Sword Sect.  At this time, Shen Mingjing suddenly grabbed and turned, and there was a "zheng" sword whistle, and a sword with cold light came out of his hand. It fell from the swordsman's hand into Shen Mingjing's hand.  ¡ª¡ª"Sword God" Xie Xiaofeng's unique skill, the sword-stealing style of stealing the sky and changing the day!  Shen Mingjing raised his hand and placed the sword across the swordsman's neck: "Just now you put it on my neck with your sword intent, now I put it on your neck with your sword. The debt has been paid off, and I have no more debt."  It¡¯s necessary to fight. And since you are a swordsman and don¡¯t have a sword in your hand, there is no need to fight anymore.¡± The swordsman¡¯s face turned pale. As a swordsman, having your sword taken away from you is undoubtedly a great shame in life.  Some radical swordsmen might even shout, "Where the sword is, the man is alive, but when the sword dies, the man dies," and then smash his Tianling Gai to commit suicide.    Fortunately, he is not that kind of person.  " However, the winner was determined in an instant, and the sword was taken away again, which was a big blow to him.  "Don't say anything? That's all, I have something to go back to." Shen Mingjing said, and glanced coldly not far away. There, there were a group of young men and women sitting or standing, all of them were extremely handsome and heroic.  He has entered the Zifu realm and has a good momentum.  I think it was the reinforcements brought in by the nobles and ladies of the wealthy family, the leaders among the followers of Ye Zu's daughter.  It¡¯s a pity that the vanguard was defeated and its momentum has declined.  Seeing that there was no movement from these people, Shen Mingjing shrugged and left without any intention of staying.  He finally got the purple unicorn hair and was about to smelt it into a golden sword and turn it into a unicorn thunder sword to coordinate with his seven purple thunder attacks.  After he left, the swordsman woke up from a dream and couldn't help but cursed: "That bastard took away my Meteor Chasing Moon!" The Meteor Chasing Moon Sword was his life treasure, and its material was extremely precious.  Sacrifice and refine a powerful magic weapon. As a swordsman, how could you not value such a sword!  "You should be lucky that he only took away your sword and not your life." A young man from a wealthy family walked nearby and couldn't help but sweat for his friend, "Let me tell you, what kind of courage did you have to fight that man?"  "It's been so long!" The swordsman was stunned and said in surprise: "What do you mean? Did I show signs of failure from the beginning?" His friend was also surprised: "You are the person involved, didn't you notice it from the beginning to the end?  , his hands didn¡¯t move, he just controlled the sword with his mind. The only time he made a move was to snatch your sword. In my opinion, if he hadn¡¯t taken the sword but took your life, it would have been easier.  " "He didn't use his hands?" The swordsman felt as if he was waking up from a dream. His scalp was numb and his back was cold, because in his eyes, Shen Mingjing not only used his hands, but also seemed to have countless hands, each one  Each hand is a sword and a swordsman, so there are endless fast swordsmen attacking him together.  This is exactly what the authorities are obsessed with. He stands too close to see anything clearly. Others stand far away and can only see the truth clearly.  Thinking of this, his face was covered with cold sweat. At this moment, he realized that this was not a young swordsman with the same strength as him, but a genius far better than him!  "By the way, let's just let him go like this. It's not a good idea." The swordsman suddenly came to his senses.  His friend was also stunned: "The battle just now was too shocking. Everyone was so shocked that they forgot to tell him that the goddess wanted to see him"
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