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Under the shroud of nightfall, every corner of this ancient city seems to conceal endless mysteries. However, for Xuanchi and Zen Chuan, the night provides them with the best cover. They are tightly entwined with their newly acquainted ally, traversing through dim and Fu Ton ing alleys, intent on finding traces of the crucial Yuyi. Every silent corner, every dark shadow, could potentially hide danger and opportunity.
As the moon hangs high, its cold light spills onto the cobblestone path, casting the shadows of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan. Xuanchi strides with determination and strength, while Zen Chuan moves with agility and grace. Their minds are in sync, their actions seamless, as if they have weathered countless storms and battles, able to coordinate without the need for words.
Suddenly, a rapid and tight footsteps broke the silence of the night, shortening the distance between Xuanchi and Zen Chuan, and a sly glint flashed in their eyes. Their breath became heavy and tense, as they focused on sensing the changes around them. Just as they were about to take action, a white figure suddenly appeared in their line of sight, the very Yuyi they had been longing to see.
Yuyi had a cold and resolute look in her eyes, tightly gripping a long sword named "Wing Shadow," with elegant wing patterns engraved on the blade, appearing incredibly graceful and mysterious. Her appearance seemed to carry an undeniable dignity, forcing everyone to concentrate all their attention on her.
"Are you here to find me?" The voice of Yuyi was cold and firm, but to Xuanchi and Zen Chuan, it seemed like the beginning of a thousand-layered wave. Xuanchi gripped the hilt of the sword, while Zen Chuan stared at Yuyi, trying to find a flaw in her eyes and movements.
No more words were needed; the battle had already begun at this moment.
Yuyi's swordsmanship is indeed extremely superb. Every sword carries a domineering and direct force, making it impossible to ignore.
And the coordination between Xuanchi and Zen Chuan is seamless. Each sword move is closely connected, forming an unstoppable offensive. Yuyi's sword dance shines brightly in the moonlight, while the combined attack of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan is also full of power, almost completely destroying Yuyi's defense line.
In the flashing of the swords, their offense and defense changed extremely quickly, almost impossible to capture their movements. The figure of " Yuyi " appeared somewhat lonely in the moonlight, but there was no wavering in her eyes. Every strike of her sword carried a cold and resolute momentum.
In an instant, " Xuanchi's" sword finally found a flaw in " Yuyi's" defense, the tip of the sword instantly pierced through her line of defense, aiming directly at her throat. However, at this critical moment, a strange light suddenly flashed in " Yuyi's" eyes, and her figure disappeared in an instant from the original position. The next moment, she had already appeared behind " Xuanchi " and " Zen Chuan."
This time, the sword of Yuyi is aimed directly at the heart of Xuanchi. Xuanchi reacts swiftly, and the sword moves with the heart, meeting the blade of Yuyi. The clash of swords creates a piercing metallic symphony, and sparks fly. Zen Chuan also joins in immediately, her short sword "Phantom Night" leaving a trail of illusions in the moonlight, stabbing towards the source of Yuyi's attack.
The intensity of the battle exceeds the expectations of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan. Yuyi's swordsmanship is extremely advanced, and every move puts immense pressure on them. However, they do not back down. Instead, in the midst of life and death, they gain a deeper understanding of each other's intentions, and their tacit understanding between offense and defense becomes even more profound.
Yuyi's offense is like a raging storm, relentless and all-encompassing, but the defense of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan is also tightly knit. Every time Yuyi's sword is about to break through their defense, they always manage to find a counterattack at the last moment. The battle gradually extends from the street to the end of the street, leaving traces of their combat in every corner. The moonlit street is cut by the sword aura, appearing vivid and thorough.
As the battle continues, Yuyi's attacks gradually become somewhat impatient, while Xuanchi and Zen Chuan become more and more courageous. Their attacks gradually find a rhythm, and each attack makes Yuyi feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Suddenly, Xuanchi found a perfect opportunity. His longsword " Cold Star " flashed with a cold light, aiming directly for Yuyi's sword wrist. Although Yuyi reacted quickly, she was still grazed by Xuanchi's sword, and blood splattered.
Zen Chuan immediately took advantage of the situation, her short sword "Illusion Night" swung out, surrounded by sword shadows, trapping Yuyi in a net of swords. A hint of panic finally flashed in Yuyi's eyes, and her swordsmanship began to appear somewhat disordered.
Xuanchi and Zen Chuan did not let go of this excellent opportunity. Their swordsmanship became more intense, with the intertwining of sword lights pushing Yuyi into a corner. Finally, in a series of intense attacks and defenses, Xuanchi struck Yuyi's sword with force, causing it to fly out of her hand and embed into the ground.
Yuyi trembled, clearly exhausted, and slowly stepped back, showing a look of helplessness. Xuanchi and Zen Chuan also stopped their attacks, their eyes filled with vigilance but also a hint of anticipation. They hoped to learn more about Brocade-clad Guards's plan from Yuyi.
Yuyi She took a deep breath, although her eyes still showed indifference, she couldn't hide the shock and helplessness in her heart. This battle made her truly feel the power of Xuanchi and Zen Chuan, and made her start to ponder whether the The Righteous she believed in was truly as Brocade-clad Guards said, without error.
In the fierce battle, every confrontation was heart-stopping. Yet, in Zen Chuan's eyes, there was deep regret and reluctance, and her heart trembled slightly with each sword clash.
Yuyi seemed to sense the hesitation of Zen Chuan, but she did not back down. Her sword dance became more fierce, and the sword energy rushed towards Zen Chuan and Xuanchi. Xuanchi gritted her teeth and danced the " Cold Star " sword skill to protect Zen Chuan. And Zen Chuan no longer retreated, she knew that the cruelty of battle was unavoidable.
" Zen Chuan, be careful!" Xuanchi suddenly shouted, as Yuyi thrust her sword directly at Zen Chuan's heart. Zen Chuan quickly dodged, but the tip of Yuyi's sword still grazed her arm, leaving a deep bloodstain. Zen Chuan endured the pain and continued her swordplay, joining Xuanchi to face Yuyi once again.
Yuyi finally felt exhausted, her swordsmanship began to falter, and the onslaught of Zen Chuan and Xuanchi finally found an opportunity, trapping her in the sword Fu Ton. Xuanchi's sword pierced through, aiming directly at Yuyi's vital point, but just as the situation reached a critical point, Yuyi suddenly dropped her sword, trembled all over, and roared, "I surrender!"
The sword Fu Ton ceased, and Xuanchi's sword tip stopped just in front of Yuyi's forehead, almost piercing her skin. Yuyi's eyes were filled with complete despair and unwillingness, but also a hint of relief.
Zen Chuan sighed softly. She knew that this battle might be the collapse of her faith in Yuyi and the end of her loyalty to Brocade-clad Guards. In this dark night, the life and death under the sword had already been determined in an instant, but the turmoil in the hearts of the three was difficult to calm.
Xuanchi sheathed her sword, and Zen Chuan also sheathed the "Illusion Night" dagger. Yuyi looked at them, took a deep breath, seemingly absorbing the moment of failure and feeling conflicted and fearful about the uncertainty of the future.
At this moment, as the dust of battle settles, moonlight once again falls upon this silent battlefield. Xuanchi and Zen Chuan exchanged a glance, knowing that from now on, the situation in the martial arts world would become even more complex and unpredictable. The surrender of Yuyi not only marked the end of a battle, but also symbolized the beginning of new conspiracies and conflicts.
" Yuyi, we don't want to trouble you anymore," Zen Chuan said calmly, her eyes filled with an unprecedented determination. "But you must tell us, what is the true purpose of Brocade-clad Guards? What does he really want to do to the martial arts world?"
Yuyi Slowly lifting her head, she looked at Zen Chuan and Xuanchi, a hint of complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She knew deep down that her loyalty to Brocade-clad Guards had completely collapsed in this battle, but she also understood that there was no turning back for her now.
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