However, there are many demon swordsmen, but there is only one beauty. Of course, a war between the demon swords begins.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that Red Shadow is the final winner of the unknown demon sword civil war.

Well, why do you think she has been practicing kendo for so many years?

Just for this moment, my sword is not only sharper than yours, but my swordsmanship can kill you wastes instantly.

So, sisters, why do you fight with me, and why do you compete with me for the master of the sword?

Hum, beauty can only be possessed by the strong, and I am the strong one.

However, Chiying did not expect that this group of Xiao Bichi would reach this level and still not give up. They had obviously chosen their respective sword masters and even made a contract with the sword masters, yet they still...

Don’t give up.

Are you worthy of your sword master? Is it possible that you recognized the master so simply just to use the sword master's power to defeat me?

Are you choosing a master? You are just greedy for someone else's body and strength. You are despicable.

Miss Chiying was also speechless by the resilience and persistence of these sisters.

Although the guests present were not aware of this, the Yao Dao Ji's unique Sword Cry communication channel was already noisy to the sky. Miss Akei Ying, who once won the civil war of the Yao Dao, was once again forgotten by everyone.

"Haha, what do you call the sword master? Sister Chiying, haven't you signed the contract yet?"

"Don't blame my sister for not being a swordsman, just blame the sword master for being too attractive."

"Okay, you king of scrolls, let me tell you why you practiced swordsmanship every day in the past. You had a premeditated plan."

"Kill the red shadow, master of the split sword."

"You are an old woman who is only a few years younger than Master Yin Chui. How can you have the nerve to compete with us for the master of the sword?"

"No matter what it is, I am the sword. The best sword master should be matched with the meanest sword. Although my body already has an owner, my sword soul will always belong to this master."

........

Chi Ying: "......"

Miss Demon Sword Princess also suffered from this group of fevers. She was too lazy to reply. She just opened her right hand silently, and then a blood sword blade emerged from her palm, and finally turned into a simple and narrow samurai sword.

It could only be said to be a blade, not even a hilt, but Chiying didn't care.

As the Demon Sword Princess, it was difficult for her to transform into a sword and fight before she signed a contract with the sword master. She could only reluctantly activate the sword light of the Demon Sword in her body to fight.

The power is not much, but it is barely enough. After all, they are just a group of defeated generals.

She will prove to the sword master that she is a good sword worthy of her swordsmanship talent.

"Shinto Isshin-ryu, Nao Nijo, please join us."

Although the samurai lady was particularly angry because of the foreigners' contempt, when the demon sword girl came to her, the boundless bloody evil energy had enveloped her, which made the samurai lady immediately prepare herself.

She first reported her name according to the standard procedure of the competition, and then, under the urging of her demon sword, she opened it directly.

"Roar, Kotetsu."

She softly chanted the true name of her demon sword, and then, the next moment, a low tiger roar sounded, and the shadow of a ferocious tiger appeared behind her, about to coincide with the samurai lady, and the two realized the true union of human swords.

one.

only....

The coquettish and sad bloody sword light flashed away, and the red shadow lady, who had two more blood energy forming beautiful slender red ghost horns on her head, walked past the samurai lady calmly and gracefully, and then said in a calm tone.

"Next."

Behind her, the tiger is looming, the warrior is kneeling, and the guests are silent.
Chapter completed!