"So it's the inheritance of Yanyu Continent. I'm so sorry." Zhu Xuanyi lightly danced with the sword, and rolled up a few sword flowers at his side, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

The Yuyan Hongyu Sect, one of the thirty-six greatest sects in the world, is located in the Yanyu Continent. Although it is quite powerful, its disciples rarely travel to other continents and are not well known to ordinary people.

But when it comes to inheritance, the Yuyan Hongyu Sect is the direct descendant of Chifeng, and is also one of the important sects recognized by the current dynasty. Most of the priestesses who perform sacrifices in the central continents come from this sect. Most of the disciples in the sect wear golden and red clothes, like the gauze of golden and red carp, which is very eye-catching. When the inheritance method of the sect is advanced to the sixth level, the eyes of the children will have the mark of golden and red swimming fish, which can see through the underworld of heaven and earth and clearly understand the direction of the dragon veins of mountains and rivers. It is one of the strongest sects in the Jilong lineage.

"A few years ago, I had the honor of visiting the Yuyan Red Ray Sect, but I didn't want to miss out on a genius like you."

After he finished speaking, he did not stop and swung his sword forward again. His figure was like lightning, zigzagging across the river, turning straight, and leaving behind afterimages of faint blue light spots.

Loran Hill pressed his fingers on the sword and slowly stroked it across the sword body, and a halo like a red glow gradually spread across the sword body until it was completely engulfed.

Immediately afterwards, the two fought again on the river. The sword in Zhu Xuan's hand was swung like an extremely agile green lightning. From time to time, a few residual lightning bolts that were avoided by the girl flashed across the river, leaving dazzling afterimages in the eyes of others.

Unlike Zhu Xuanyi, whose sword moves swiftly and agilely, Loran Hill's swordsmanship is much slower and tends to be defensive.

The sword, like a crimson glow, waved in the air, scattering a shower of tiny red particles, outlining the graceful trajectory of the sword arc on the surface of the river. These particles were the constantly condensing mana and magic power. Guided by the power of the dragon veins on the sword blade, the mana in the mountains and rivers continued to gather, and then condensed into the magic power of the dragon sequence, chasing the figure of the girl.

It was precisely with the continuous support of these magical powers that Loran Hill was able to hold on in the fight with Zhu Xuanyi with his sixth-level strength.

The swords clashed, green lightning and red clouds crisscrossed on the surface of the river, blooming into green and red water flowers. The lightning and flames in them spread out, reflecting the waves, making it magnificent and colorful.

The two men kept moving and crossing each other on the river, and the speed of their fight became faster and faster, making it hard to keep up.

At this time, the sound of drums rang out again on both sides of the river. The members of the Tuositang on the boats beat the sea beast drum in front of them with all their might to boost their prestige.

Hundreds of boats crossed the river, and thousands of ships floated up and down. On this wide river, the footsteps of the two people caused ripples, and golden, red and electric blue water splashes bloomed in the sound.

In another confrontation, Zhu Xuanyi's body first slowed down and stopped on the water surface, with the sword blade drooping slightly and pointing downward. Then the arm and the sword blade were slowly raised, and the movement was like a slow-motion shot, leaving afterimages in the air. The momentum on his body also changed, and there was a sense of accumulating storm.

Faced with this unknown move, Loran Hill took a deep breath, and countless reddish particles floating in the air gathered towards her, dyeing her snow-white clothes into a crimson sunset.

Then the hand holding the sword also became relaxed, and the long sleeves and skirt of the red cloud slowly rolled up, giving people a sense of remoteness and holiness, and the originally cold sky gradually dyed with a faint crimson, like red clouds reflecting the sky.

Bathed in red flames, with the sound of phoenix flutes playing, a mark of red flame slowly emerged on Loran Hill's forehead with the golden scales as the core. Its shape was like lotus petals. As the power of the dragon veins in the territory of Nanfengzhou gathered, golden-red lotus flowers bloomed on the surface of the river with the girl as the center.

In just a blink of an eye, these crimson lotuses bloomed all over the river, stretching for kilometers, dyeing the mountains and rivers on both sides, as well as the distant sky. Countless people opened their mouths to speak, the bright flames illuminating their faces, forming a sharp contrast with the dark shadows beside their ears.

The heat wave blew on my face, and in the eyes of those children who were watching nervously, two spots of light approached rapidly, and once again burst into countless streams of light.

Zhu Xuan showed excitement, and the sword blade rotated in the air along with his body, leaving a long and spiral green trajectory, and then fell from the sky.

The green sword shadow was like a sharp thorn, exploding in an instant, crushing countless red lotuses and creating a splash of water hundreds of meters wide on the river surface. In the rising white mist and scattered water droplets, the long sword was like a spirit snake, instantly penetrating all kinds of obstacles and piercing the red figure behind the waves in the chaos.

Loran Hill swung his sword downwards, and the blade collided with the oncoming green lightning, sparks flying. His body was shaken, and the red flames on his body dimmed instantly. When he looked again, Zhu Xuanyi had already come behind him.

Facing the lightning-like green blade stabbing at her back, she leaped forward, turned sideways in mid-air, and at that critical moment, used her sword to deflect the incoming blade and pursue it.

Unlike before, Zhu Xuanyi gradually became serious this time, leaving less and less time for the girl to think and react between his movements.

The continuous sword light was like splashing water and raging green lightning. In the increasingly fast sword shadows, small wounds began to appear on Loran Hill's body. The originally snow-white dress began to have some torn holes, and traces of blood were flowing from the shoulders and wrists. However, these were covered by the scorching red flames and were difficult for others to notice.

If this situation continues, even with the support of the dragon vein power, she probably won't be able to hold on for a few minutes.

As expected, as the leader of the sect, Zhu Xuanyi is a top-tier existence even at the Sequence 8 level. If he were an ordinary eighth-level existence, he could defeat three or four of them at the same time. However, she, who is only at Sequence 6, still finds it difficult to deal with him.

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