Sword of Coming

As the New Year’s Eve approached, the sky was freezing and the narrow mud road in Mud Bottle Alley became very hard.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, looked at the tall figure, and whispered: “Big Brother Li.”

Li Xisheng didn’t turn around, said with a slight smile: “Don’t worry, I can handle it. Even if I am not his opponent, the town has the rules of a small town, and he won’t let him mess around.”

The young swordsman who claimed to be Cao Jun laughed and said: “Are you talking about the Great Li Dynasty Imperial Court, or the Military School of Thought Ruan Qiong? If it is the former, I advise you to die this heart. If Great Li Dynasty Song Clan really has a Backbone, just I won’t be a coward. If it’s Ruan Qiong, haha, let me sell it first, you can wait and see.”

Cao Jun looked at the scholar in azure clothes who looked like a crown of jade. Compared to his own, he looked younger, and his opponent was a genuine young man. This made Cao Jun a little uncomfortable. He pressed his thumb against the hilt of the short sword at his waist. Really want to fight? Some losses, you will recognize it if you recognize it, maybe you will find a blessing in disguise afterwards.”

Li Xisheng said with a slight smile: “Since you say your truth is all in the scabbard, then I can listen to it.”

“I heard that Black Pearl Paradise was previously banned, but now the paradise is broken and falling. In just a year, you have been among the Middle Five Realms, which is great.”

Cao Jun showed appreciation, but soon shook the head, tsk tsk said: “It’s a pity.”

Li Xisheng stretched out a palm, “Please.”

Cao Jun couldn’t help but say: “a frog in well, I don’t know the height of the sky. Since we are not a Life and Death Battle, then I will squeeze the realm to save you the first battle in your life and lose too much.”

Li Xisheng smiled without saying anything.

“When you get out of the well in the future, you will find a character like me, worthy of…” Cao Jun pointed his toes, bent forward and laughed out loud. Once he chooses to shoot, this smiling young swordsman, The imposing manner changed abruptly, and the narrow and cramped alleys echoed the follow-up words, “2 words of kindness!”

A splendid white light exploded, and the crazy four-spread sword energy filled the alley in an instant. In addition, Cao Jun’s figure was too swift and swift, making his fuzzy silhouette blended into it, not easy to detect, making people mistakenly think of it as a After the torrential rain, the mountain stream flooded crazily towards the Li Xisheng entire group downstream with the lanes as the riverbed.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, in the aggressive sword energy flowing water, a more cohesive white light color can be vaguely seen, like a white fish swimming quietly in the stream.

Flow stagnation.

Li Xisheng looked like neither fast nor slow, turned sideways, raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and stretched out towards the sharp dagger that looked like a white fish.

Then he gently and accurately held Cao Jun’s sword-holding wrist.

Cao Jun slightly smiled, let go of his fingers, there is still a short sword 2 3 feet from Li Xisheng’s chest, swish, and pierce Li Xisheng’s heart.

Li Xisheng expression calmly, with his left fingers close together in front of him.

It happened at the crucial moment that the white fish was caught.

The white fish rolled over.

Then the blade twisted.

Li Xisheng had to retreat, Cao Jun bullied himself and approached, his sword hand had already punched Li Xisheng in the neck.

While Li Xisheng pressed his elbow against Cao Jun’s fist, the white fish had already rushed towards him. Li Xisheng shook the wrist of the other hand and his sleeves shook.

That white fish, walking right into a trap.

Cao Jun sneered and kicked Li Xisheng in the abdomen, kicking the azure clothes student back 4 5 steps.

He didn’t take advantage of the situation to chase, and stood openly on the spot, with one hand down, and the other handy.

Li Xisheng stopped his retreat and his face was pale. Although Cao Jun is a sword cultivator, his momentum is big and power is deep, which is not inferior to the pure Martial Artist of Fifth Realm Peak. This is the sword cultivator and the Military School of The horror of Thought cultivator, Qi Refining 2 is not wrong, so Li Xisheng suffers this way, it is not good, the circulation of Qi within the body must be affected to a certain extent.

Li Xisheng held Cao Jun Flying Sword’s big sleeve, peng peng made a continuous sound, and then made a slight silk tearing sound, and then the snow-white sword light came from the gap. Seep out.

Li Xisheng’s hand with the universe in its sleeves, with 5 fingers either bent like a bow or straight like a sword and halberd, quickly pinched out a Daoism method, in the heart, silently recite a word: “Zhen!”

The cuffs that were already tight and chaotic were suddenly quiet.

The sound of Flying Sword slammed into the sleeves of his clothes, turned into a trembling buzzing hiss.

Cao Jun was not surprised by this, saying with a smile: “7.”

Li Xisheng’s entire cuff, from below his elbow, shattered instantly, and near his wrist, the sword light shook.

It looks like the beautiful scenery full of moonlight, but it contains the most dangerous and murderous intention.

The 5 fingers of Li Xisheng’s pinch are changed accordingly and become not just in name only, but also in reality. In the palm of the hand that is invisible to everyone, the palm prints sway slightly like water, changing the trajectory.

Li Xisheng’s arm instantly glowed with a misty blue purple light.

sword edge The white swimming fish frantically haunting Li Xisheng’s arm, its sword energy and Li Xisheng’s bluish-violet air strike each other with a crisp sound of gold and stone, dense clusters, shocking eardrums.

As a result, the high wall on one side of Mud Bottle Alley and the low wall of the courtyard door of the old house on the other side are constantly covered with dust and mud.

Cao Jun’s original pair of phoenix eyes squinted like seams, opened a little, teased: “Interesting, Daoism method is called 1000000000, I have seen no less than 2 100 kinds, I have never seen you so simple and easy to use The surname is Li, your Sixth Realm cultivation base is too thick, there has always been Sixth Realm sword cultivator bullying Seventh Realm Qi Refiner, where is your Sixth Realm Qi Refiner hardly carrying the Seventh Realm sword cultivator principle? Go out, I, Cao Jun, will be laughed at by sword cultivators all over the world.”

After Li Xisheng experienced Early-Stage’s rustiness, he already has plenty of energy at the moment, and he can even say with a smile: “Maybe your reasoning is not high enough…?”

Cao Jun nodded, he thought so, so he said a word with a smile on his face, “8!”

Flying Sword, like a flexible white fish, flew back towards the owner Cao Jun, and then hovered still. The Flying Sword was instantly dimmed, and the dagger was just a dagger, without the slightest amount of sword energy overflowing, no longer the previous imposing manner. .

The cold sword intent that gave people a strange feeling before has changed and become just and honorable.

Flying Sword in an instant disappeared out of thin air.

On a courtyard wall in the alley between the two, there were very subtle traces, but only a little powder of debris falling.

Li Xisheng right hand stretched out his two fingers, trying to hold the dagger with a curved arc again.

Li Xisheng suddenly turned his head.

At the next moment, Flying Sword drilled a hole in the high wall to the left of Li Xisheng.

Flying Sword disappeared again.

But on Li Xisheng’s left cheek, a bead of blood began to appear, and then gradually expanded into an inch-long bloodstain.

Sure enough, it was like a rumor, fighting with the sword cultivator, life and death were only on the line.

Li Xisheng said silently in his heart, “It turns out that this is 8. It’s really amazing.”

The battle strength of sword cultivator, which can be recognized as the best in various schools Qi Refiner, lies in a well-kept Flying Sword. Its strength lies in the “point” and at most it is a line.

No matter how majestic and majestic a mountain is, it is not difficult to drive a nail or dig a ravine on the cliff.

It is also a different kind of Qi Refiner. Even the Military School of Thought cultivator, which cultivates both physique and Divine Soul, is not as straightforward as the sword cultivator fights with people.

Let your magic weapon 1000000, let you possess great magical power, my sword cultivator pursues a critical strike, One Sword Breaks Ten-thousand Methods.

Cao Jun always maintained the conceited posture of holding one hand and patted the hilt of the long sword with one hand. “A monastic genius like you must be the existence that the family has high hopes for. There are few self-protection treasures? I don’t believe it. Well, no matter what your purpose is, if you continue to hide, hide and tangle, and you do not want to make it public, you will be really dead, because I am afraid that I accidentally played too happy and can’t hold it back. When the time comes, you will definitely die. “

Facing the enemy’s frigid irony and scorching satire, Li Xisheng was not angry, and his voice was still gentle and gentle, “Chen Ping, you may need to trouble you to step back. If you can retreat beyond the four-five zhang, it is best.”

Cao Jun raised his hand and slapped his forehead vigorously, and said aggrievedly: “The enemy is now, and there is still leisure and nonsense, I am very angry.”

Murderous intention is hidden between the chat and laughter of the young sword cultivator.

While Cao Jun slapped his forehead with a sound, Flying Sword was already under the cover of that little noise, and it was truly silent, killing Li Xisheng’s back vest.

Ding!

An ethereal and pleasant noise resounded through Mud Bottle Alley.

Cao Jun froze for a moment, and then said with a big smile: “This is also OK? Then I’m really welcome.”

A green bamboo leaf appeared behind Li Xisheng, which resisted Flying Sword’s assassination.

ding ding ding ding ~ ……

In the alley, Li Xisheng all around resounded a series of similar movements.

In addition to bamboo leaves, there are peach leaves, willow leaves, locust tree leaf…

All kinds of leaves are green.

Cao Jun squinted at the battlefield.

Li Xisheng stood still, all around were all high and low, undulating leaves, and the dagger named white fish shuttled through it, constantly breaking the formation, but returned with no success every time.

Although there were green leaves falling to the ground and turning yellow instantly, Cao Jun was really helpless, because it was roughly estimated that there should be at least 100 leaves of the Scholar.

So Cao Jun is not in a good mood.

You guy’s house sells leaves?Even if it is sold, does anyone buy it?

Cao Jun is unwilling to retreat. He does not believe that a small Sixth Realm Qi Refiner can support it to the end.It is not simple to control so many leaves at the same time. Qi Refiner requires a lot of effort.So Cao Jun secretly told himself that although he could not win, he could barely survive as a stupid effort to strengthen sword edge. He wanted to see how long the Scholar could support.

The short but sharp Flying Sword began to rampage unscrupulously.

In the alley, the fallen leaves were plentiful, turning from green to yellow after falling to the ground.

Li Xisheng suddenly reminded: “If we just keep fighting like this, we can fight until next year. Otherwise, you have said the truth of this sword, and talk about the other one? If possible, take out Life-Source together. Flying Sword Alright. No matter what, I will decide the winner first. Because my friend has to hurry.”

Cao Jun’s eyes widened suddenly, and finally no longer smiled, “You will die if you don’t boasting?”

Li Xisheng sighed and stopped talking.

He just shook the only remaining sleeve, and out of the sleeve a lot of unthinkable things came out.

There are not many spring leaves left, but apart from this, there are also Xia Lei the size of a fingernail, there are strands of autumn breeze that are no longer than fingers, and there are patches of winter snow the size of goose feathers.

The opponent has a sword that can break 10000 spells.

How to do?

Can I accumulate 10000 zero-one methods?

So this young scholar named Li Xisheng, even if he is just now among the Middle Five Realms, he already has spring leaves, summer thunder, autumn wind and winter snow, even more how he has others, and many.