At four o'clock in the afternoon, although the sky did not rain, the top of the mountain was still very humid, even with a layer of water vapor.

When Ye Tianlong stood on the old gravel ground, he saw Qiu Xiaozi sitting in front of the broken Buddha statue.

The fluttering woman in white, with a long sword on her knees, her hands on the sword again, her beautiful eyes closed, like a fairy in the sky falling into the mortal world.

At this moment, Ye Tianlong gave birth to a daze. It seemed that this woman shouldn't be in a mundane place.

Her beautiful eyes are as clear as the moon rising in the darkness, always maintaining a mysterious and unfathomable calm.

When Ye Tianlong admired the middle-aged woman, Qiu Xiaozi slightly opened her red lips: "Tianlong, you are here."

"Qiu Xiaozi, you are still so beautiful."

Ye Tianlong also retracted his gentle gaze, breaking the fairy-tale environment: "It is true that I grew up drinking the snow of Mount Fuji."

Qiu Xiaozi smiled helplessly: "Ye Tianlong, you are still so foolish. Compared to not making any progress two years ago, you are two points more cruel."

"It doesn't seem to confuse you."

Ye Tianlong slapped his head, knowing that his identity was recognized, but he didn't care: "I thought you didn't find anything."

Qiu Xiaozi closed his eyes: "Some people, although they exist for a short time, but are as bright as a meteor, how can I forget? How can I remember it wrong?"

"You recognize me, why didn't you betray me?"

Ye Tianlong looked at the woman with great interest: "At least it can add some diplomatic troubles to me, maybe it will make my rear area catch fire."

"Although you and I don't deal much, but I know your temperament, how can you meet me if you don't have a perfect solution?"

Qiu Xiaozi's pretty face is still indifferent: "You dare to meet me in the palace, and you killed Prince Chuanwu, that means you have the means to deal with me."

"You are prepared, why should I waste my energy? It's better to recharge your energy and wait for a fight with you today."

She sighed faintly: "Whether you are Ye Tianlong or Ye Tianlong, as long as you die today, all the storms will disappear."

"Taiping Taiping, Dongyang Taiping, Nanhan Taiping, the world is also peaceful."

Speaking of Ye Tianlong's death, Qiu Xiaozi's pretty face dimmed a little, and it seemed regretful that the man in front of him died in his own hands.

"What a smart woman."

Ye Tianlong revealed a touch of appreciation: "Being a person and doing things can always catch the point, which is much better than a bluffing death."

While speaking, Ye Tianlong looked around, not knowing why, he always felt an indescribable danger.

It feels like a poisonous snake is staring at you secretly, but you can't notice it for a while.

It's just that he swept across the deserted mountain top, and couldn't find out where the problem was. In the end, he could only believe that the accumulated hostility had disturbed his mind.

Ye Tianlong came back to his senses, and said, "In fact, we don't need to be enemies. I don't seem to have any grievances with you..."

He still has a good impression of Qiu Xiaozi, at least innocent.

"People in the arena involuntarily."

Qiu Xiaozi chuckled and interrupted Ye Tianlong's topic: "I always didn't quite understand what the Lord Grim Reaper told me before."

"I always feel that the arena is my arena, I decide for myself, even if I live and die, there is nothing I can't help it."

"But when Wolverine sinks into the sea, the **** of death is gone, the prince leaves his soul, the king falls, and all the hopes of the great East fall on me, I understand."

"I like martial arts, pursue the ultimate, and I hate life and death, but the whole East needs me to maintain the glory, so I have to stand up."

"I have received all the admiration of Dongyang and enjoyed all the resources. I am destined to fight today."

"Ye Tianlong, I believe, you know what I mean."

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Ye Tianlong in the cold wind: "When Huaxia asks you to stand up, I believe you will not escape either."

Ye Tianlong didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and sighed for a long time: "I understand."

Qiu Xiaozi slowly stood up: "Well, the wind is strong and the humidity is heavy, let's make a quick fight."

"Otherwise the sky is going to rain again, but here is the Nanhan minefield, where the four supernaturally crafted Buddha statues have been smashed to pieces, you and I don't want to cross the calamity."

She pointed her finger at the surrounding big Buddha statues, one by one, half of them were damaged, either broken or anxious, as if they had been destroyed many times.

Ye Tianlong smiled and nodded: "Last time, regardless of victory or defeat, today, can we decide to live or die?"

"The last time I was at Mount Fuji, I was not sure to deal with your little red, so I finally let you evacuate calmly and let me practice in retreat."

Qiu Xiaozi's eyes remained as cold as they should be: "Two years have passed, you are no longer the original you, and I am not the original me."

"In the past two years, I spent a year and a half to break through the quasi-ninth rank, and then use half a year to promote to the ninth rank. In the past half month, I have made rapid progress, pressing the ninth and a half ranks."

"Tianlong, although you are powerful, you have killed a lot of eighth rank, and you may have broken through the ninth rank, but you will not be my opponent."

"To put it simply, half a month ago, I was not fully confident of defeating you, but after this half month, I have 90% confidence in defeating you."

Qiu Xiaozi's eyes always kept Qiu Shui quiet: "Even if you hold the demon sword, you will still lose."

"Break through to the ninth and a half in half a month?"

Ye Tianlong was slightly surprised, and then nodded: "This is indeed powerful."

He had to bring one of the top ten masters before he could move forward. Qiu Xiaozi contemplated and worked hard to make breakthroughs. It was really not easy.

But he also showed a touch of appreciation, without any fear or solemnity in his heart, he knew that Qiu Xiaozi was waiting for him to be a psychological blow.

"I was a little surprised myself, but the truth is so."

A touch of pride flashed across Qiu Xiaozi's pretty face, and then he hesitated: "Tianlong, for the sake of our acquaintance..."

"As long as you promise not to be an enemy of Dongyang, and then follow me to Mount Fuji to retreat for 20 years, I can give you a way out today."

Among the three thousand green silks, there is a look of hope for the beauty of the beauty: "I can also guarantee that Taishang Yokota will not make things difficult for you."

Ye Tianlong did not respond directly, but drew out the grass naruto sword and smiled: "China, Ye Tianlong, please enlighten me."

"Swish—"

The Kusanaru sword flashed, and the fighting spirit was like a mountain top with moisture filled, accompanied by dazzling white light!

Ye Tianlong felt an almost uncontrollable fighting will in his heart, and at the same time he touched the grass naruto sword slightly shaking, roaring and neighing like a Qianlong.

This was the first strong reaction since the surrender of Kusanaru Sword, and it seemed that he felt a strong enemy.

Ye Tianlong smiled bitterly, the Chinese medicine that he had drunk for the past half month seemed to have no effect.

It seems that just as Miao Tiannu said, the body's genes have become active and will split, or maybe become mutants.

Thinking of this, he wanted to get Rong Shengli out for a fight. If the old guy is frantically doing these things, how can he become a victim?

"war!"

Seeing Ye Tianlong's battle, Qiu Xiaozi, who knew Ye Tianlong as a man, gradually lost the heat in his eyes.

She no longer talks nonsense, her body swirls like a white lotus in full bloom, wearing a white long gown blowing in the wind, endlessly elegant and calm.

"Ding--"

The long sword flashed, and the cold light shot everywhere, and the small crescent gap in the middle gave this sword a hundred percent fighting spirit.

The killing intent is permeated.

Thirty miles away in the viewing room, Taishang Yokota looked at Qiu Xiaozi on the screen, with excitement on his face, but also a touch of solemnity, inaudible:

"Master, please kill Ye Tianlong within five hundred moves..."