The young sword Taoist with outstanding sword spirit has such an achievement after two years of tempering in the One Qi Sect, although it is necessary to endure hardships and endure dryness, it does not account for the main thing, and the clear sword heart has no disdain or relaxation when facing lazy people, and every sword shot strives to have no regrets, which is why the embarrassed master wins on the surface and loses in secret, the sword holder can be flexible, but he must not have any worries, and there is no possibility of retreating when a sword says to cut you a thousand faces.

"Senior brother is finally willing to exert his strength, and Ning Chenhua has been taught. ”

I saw the lazy man stretch out his hands, like a big bird flying in the sky, and move forward with two fingers, neither there is any meaning, nor internal strength, slowly stirring in the air, like stirring soaked soybeans.

Su Wen scratched his head, turned around to look at Li Chengran, who had not yet returned to his senses, and said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Li, you are also the master of the first hall, even if the Qi Scattering Dao is down, you won't even be able to take out this martial arts cheats, the lazy man's hand is soaked in soybeans, I look at the hanging, it is not as wonderful as the sword moves drawn by Ning Chen." ”

Li Chengran didn't answer, just glared at him fiercely, but Chen Maochuan on the side read the idiot, and said the mystery, "What's the use of looking good, the more the martial arts master who has reached the pinnacle, the more ordinary the moves, those qi practitioners claim to be in charge of the three thousand Dao methods of heaven and earth, attracting the blessing of spiritual power, but they don't know that this avenue is actually everywhere, even the usual sweeping and wiping the house is not reasonable, the more ordinary it is, the more difficult it is for people to make the essence, the lazy senior brother has no desire, no desire and no restraint, is to see the real world with a discerning eye." ”

Su Wen pouted, dissatisfied with the other party's old-fashioned admonition, and replied You know a lot.

The sword drawn by Ning Chen beckoned Changge to soak soybeans in the unreasonable hands of the lazy people, neither of them can be regarded as ruthless people who have been grinding and grinding in the rivers and lakes, even if the moves are exquisite, they only care about the shape and momentum, and there is less of the impact of the fist to the flesh, but this is also the unique advantage of the cultivation sect, and in an instant, the sound of the tornado rises again on the flat ground, and under the blade of the sword, the two white fingers are also like another sword going up.

"Bang. ”

Flesh and blood touched the dark iron, it was unexpectedly silent, without the spring thunder of the first sword, two semi-circular arcs of light in mid-air were-for-tat, and the rainbow at the edge gradually turned white, until a few breaths later, it finally made a light sound, and then exploded like a firecracker igniting a fuse, and the rippling air ripples finally dispersed the two semicircular arcs of light into one place, and a half-zhang wide crack connected the already cracked earth into a hundred miles.

The sword was broken, blood was sprayed, Ning Chen's painting was like a broken kite falling in mid-air, his face was like white paper, and his aura was completely exhausted.

The corner of the bird with broken wings smiled, and he couldn't see any embarrassment, he practiced swords for two years, and he couldn't talk about being invincible, but only today these two swords were the happiest, and when his body was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly slowed down, and finally fell steadily.

Ning Chenhua stood with difficulty, bending down to the lazy man who was half-kneeling on the ground in the distance, this young man who was most likely to become the Lord of the Qi Gathering Dao Hall in the future, or even another swordsman's achievement, expressed all his admiration for the dilapidated orthodoxy and the true monk who had been silent for many years, regardless of whether he represented only one person today.

"Ning Chenhua lost? or did he lose to the disciple of the Scattered Qi Dao. Someone whispered, but the voice seemed to be muffled by the sound of rapid breathing.

"That guy hasn't practiced yet, how did he win? ”

"By the way, I heard that that day I went to the Qi Dao to discuss the law, and even He Lianxin, who was only under Shangguan Ling'er, didn't seem to have gained any benefits. ”

"Really? It's strange to say, Shangguan Ling'er seems to have been completely suppressed by Huang Man'er today, could it be that the Qi Dao is really going downhill, if the kid who has something to do with the Qi Disperse Dao goes to the viewing platform today, does it indicate that the Qi Collector is going to return to the chief position. ”

"The One Qi Sect is about to change the sky, but fortunately, I didn't watch other people's jokes with you at the beginning, but now I can make a good relationship by calling it twice. ”

Some people speculated about the changeable situation in the sect in the future, some people began to be glad that they did not fall into the well with the crowd, and some people were silent and thought about it, but if they knew that there were no waves on the high platform but a few words that secretly thundered, I am afraid that it would be difficult to be as calm as at this moment.

"Congratulations to Senior Uncle Li for finally raising his eyebrows in the sect. Meng Liang arched his hand to Li Chengran and congratulated, his face as warm as Chang Qingquan was set off by the strong scholarly atmosphere.

Li Chengran waved his hand in distraction, if it was a lie to say that he was not happy, but he was used to living a comfortable life, although he was able to do it with ease, but the heavy responsibility that was about to be pressed on his shoulders really made his fat face unhappy, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Tongxi, Tongxi, you will need to take care of the Qi Dispersal Hall in the future." ”

The lord of the first hall has good eyes for a disciple, and there is even some upside-down respect in his words, which is very intriguing, Su Wen raised his head, and was very close to this Senior Brother Meng, who had only seen two faces, and asked: "Where are you happy, Senior Brother Meng, you won't end up!"

"I'm going to have to wait a little longer. Meng Liang said softly, looking unhurried or impatient.

Su Wen looked at the pair of old and young people who were playing dumb riddles and tacitly understanding each other, and thought more in their hearts, half of the lazy senior brother's fate was for Uncle Li, and the other was generally shameless and reluctantly counted on himself, so why did this Meng Liang not mean to make a move until now, this fight was more like a chaotic fight, starting from Shangguan Ling'er's sword, it vaguely seemed to take himself out, what was he waiting for, it could only be said that he was passively optimistic about Shangguan Ling'er standing in the end, as for Meng Liang, what was he waiting for.

Luckily skipped a game, but it is obviously not enough to lie down and stay until the end, the reason why he has been forcing Shangguan Ling'er is to use her pride to clear all obstacles, which can be regarded as a yang conspiracy, if the master really chooses him, he will naturally not break it, and Song He is also willing to leave his small role at the end to be humiliated, so now I will see that the bet is half right.

Since Meng Liang is not fighting with himself at this moment, most of the next game will not be, but what is not in the plan is that Shangguan Ling'er was defeated by Huang Bayuan, but no one stopped this kind of trick in the eyes of others, could it be said that he wanted to give up a Shangguan Ling'er to achieve others, whether it was himself, or that Huang Man'er, or Senior Brother Meng who was smiling at the moment.

Su Wen was rarely suspicious, after walking out of the wooden house, he only treated people with his own intuition, sold sugar gourds and paid double the money, gave alms to poor beggars, and drank freely with Orion Kuroko, but in exchange for being hijacked, hunted down and killed, and almost lost his life, this pile is like a paintbrush smeared on his dusty white paper, Chen Maochuan scolded him for being an idiot, he was too lazy to talk back, but even lazy people were pointing at the long song, how could he be a bad guy with a delicate heart.

I don't know why when I look at the figure that is struggling to support the field, I always feel that if the cold face is removed, it may not be a sad and pitiful face.

At the end of the game, only the battle that should have been the most dazzling remained, the fourteenth meeting between the two, and the only one in which Shangguan Ling'er fell into the trough.

Shangguan Ling'er, who was dressed in white, was stained with dust at the moment, and the black dragon at the center of his eyebrows became more and more thick, fighting against Huang Bayuan, who was already dominated by force, not only to distract himself from suppressing the violent qi in his body, but also to use sword moves to remove the pressure from the mountain, and every punch was undoubtedly a heartstring collision, so that the defeat was only a matter of time.

"Poof. ”

The blood was forced out, Shangguan Ling'er suddenly fought the sword and went straight away, and rushed away again, trying her best to mobilize her spiritual power to make her spirit palace show signs of collapse, and finally no longer suppressed the galloping qi of thousands of horses in the meridians, just like a battered longbow full of bowstrings for the last time, admitting defeat in exchange for a life is an extremely light deal for anyone, but it does not include her, if the pride of a life can not be done well, this last moment will be the most gorgeous bloom in this life, you can not remember who is the assassin of herself, it will only emphasize that she is not strong enough, for her defeat is no different from death。

"She doesn't want to die, and she dares to draw spiritual power at this time. Mu Qiaoqiao's eyes widened, although there were fellow scholars in front of him, there were really people in this world who did not hesitate to die.

Huang Man'er's thick eyebrows jumped suddenly, an instinctive sense of crisis arose, the waves of burning up vitality were noisy in the air, and the most crazy mind was being bred under the calm face, the woman who made his heart palpitate came back, although it was only for a moment, it still made his silent battle spirit rise again, before Song Chenghe appeared, he was disheartened and thought that after the woman entered the viewing platform, he was afraid that he would never have the opportunity to fight with a strong man in the Lichen Realm, since there was still a battle, he would not retreat, and retreat was no different from death.

There are always people in the world who are born because of obsession, Su Wen before the age of fifteen lived to get out of the wooden house, and lived to survive at this moment, Shangguan Ling'er's pride, Huang Bayuan's war to raise war, others can comfortably lean on the chair and say words that are not itchy or painful, judging the seemingly stupid obsession of others, and shouting the great truth that the authorities are fascinated by bystanders.

Chen Maochuan once asked himself under the starry sky the meaning of the life that Heaven gives to all beings, but I don't know if there is an answer at this moment.