Chapter 467: Concession (I)
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"It feels weird that you just gave you a knife and had to fight each other before you thanked you. β
Ming Ming put the spirit blank slash back into the sheath, "Brother Liu is generous, this knife happens to be in love with me, so I will accept it with a smile." But I'm not a stingy person either, so let's give this thing in return. β
He flicked a void ring, thought about it for a while, and then chose an object and threw it to Liu Heng.
"Brother Liu gave me a real sword, so naturally I can't let Brother Liu lose his blade. Ming smiled kindly, "Let's see if this knife can be used?"
Liu Heng lowered his head, the newly obtained scabbard in his hand was the same length as his legs, it should be three feet six inches, the weight may be a little heavy for others, but it is just right for him. Pull out the knife, the same sonorous Qingyue, the blade is like silver frost, all fine snow lines, its own natural subtlety, facing the sun looks bright and cold. The appearance of the knife is simple and powerful, with a slight arc, and it whines when it is wielded, like a muffled thunder transit.
"This sword, called Snow Thunder, is the work of a great master thousands of years ago, and among the many blades forged in his life, it is also the finest work. Ming Ming explained with a smile.
At the swallowing place of the handle of the knife, there was indeed a vigorous word "snow thunder", Liu Heng tasted its meaning, nodded and praised: "It is worthy of the name, very appropriate." β
"I got this knife from a dangerous situation three years ago, it is a relic of a knife master thousands of years ago, I originally loved it very much, but I already had a real knife prepared by the teacher, and I regret that I am afraid that I will live up to it in this life. Ming Ming felt a little sorry, and then said with a bright smile: "Fortunately, I met Brother Liu now, and I am looking for a good home for it, which must be in the hands of Brother Liu." It will live up to its former prestige. β
Liu Heng opened his mouth to speak, but Ming Ming had already preemptively said: "Xue Lei is naturally far from the Spirit Blank Slash given by Brother Liu, but after all, it is my intention, and I ask Brother Liu to accept it, otherwise I will not be able to accept the Spirit Blank Slash." Of course, if Brother Liu doesn't like it, just say it. I'll change it to Brother Liu for a better one. β
There was a suffocating magnanimity in these words, and everyone was speechless when they heard it, Liu Heng was also slightly shocked in his heart, and secretly smiled bitterly, "I only got countless treasures when I survived in the Burial Dragon Secret Realm, among them, I thought that I was already very lucky, who knew that I would meet this kind of adventure...... It's really overwhelming. β
Feeling rich and noble as he is now, he faces the extravagant aura that Ming Ming exudes at will. I also feel ashamed of myself.
Do you want to see it?
If you don't like it, we will change it, and we can always hit you to your satisfaction!
It can be seen that Liu Heng will feel that there is a bit of a precious real knife, I don't know how many there are here in Mingming, and other things are not to be compared. The circumstances are extraordinary to the extent of Ming Ming, and the domineering spirit that can give people a strong sense of oppression just by possessions, I am afraid that there is no one in his generation who can compare with him.
His gaze fell on the Spirit Blank Chopping Knife that was being thrown to Lu Meng by Ming Ming, and he couldn't help but mourn in silence for its future.
"You would have set your heart on the bright moon. However, the bright moon shines on the ditch. I told you earlier that you would only be dusty with him. I'm afraid that if you regard it as a treasure inheritance, he still can't look at it, and maybe he won't have the heart to look at it for the rest of his life. A complicated look in Liu Heng's eyes flashed, and then faded away, "The choice you made will be impossible to repent." β
Twisted melons are not sweet. Since Ling Blank Slash looked down on him so much, he wouldn't have any nostalgia after giving it away, even if it was the only real knife he had now.
And now it is precisely because the old does not go and the new does not come, he put the snow thunder knife in his sheath. smiled: "No need, I already like this snow thunder knife very much, just let it be." β
"Brother Liu is really a cheerful person. Ming Ming saw him hanging the knife on his waist, his eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Give each other real knives in battle, you and I fought today, no matter whether we win or lose, we have achieved a good story, it's really interesting to think about." β
"Definitely. Liu Heng remained silent, one hand seemed to fall on the handle of Xuelei's knife at random, and he also smiled: "I didn't expect it in advance, it's really a coincidence." β
Meng Yin was stunned, and was about to urgently send a message to remind Liu Heng, but Tong Yizhen stretched out his slender hand to cover his mouth, so he heard Tong Yizhen faintly say: "You don't need to talk too much, he has his own measure." β
In her opinion, a person who can do such a strange act, Liu Heng must have a gap in his heart, how can he be a simple-hearted person, why should Meng Yin remind him of many things?
"Since it's a good story, should we just try to make this story perfect with the real knives that we give each other?" Ming Ming's eyes lit up, and he seemed to propose suddenly.
"I'm afraid I'm going to make Brother Naruto laugh. Liu Heng laughed at himself: "I'm not as good as Brother Ming, this real knife still needs to be run-in when I first get it, and it is difficult to use it in a hurry, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get my way." Like Brother Ming, the real knife can communicate with each other, which is really enviable. β
In terms of common sense, real soldiers are extremely powerful, and the requirements for their use are naturally high, and it is difficult to use them without being in the martial arts realm. Just like Liu Heng now, if nothing else, he can't use it at all after getting the Snow Thunder Knife, and if he wants to use it, he has to wait for the future to continue to run in, or it will be after he is promoted to martial artist.
But there are exceptions to everything, such as Mingming.
Because real soldiers have spirits, if they are abnormal with the warriors, they can also be reluctant to make envoys when they are in harmony with their hearts. Although this kind of envoy can only exert the power of two or three out of ten real soldiers, it is still not comparable to treasure soldiers.
"Brother Ming can use the Spirit Blank Slash, and I am happy to see it, and I am happy to see it show its due divine power in Brother Ming's hands. "After all, it was a fate, Liu Heng really didn't want to be snubbed when he found a new owner before he saw Ling Blank, so he couldn't help but want to help him, "Brother Ming doesn't need to worry about me, but it doesn't hurt to use it." β
"Sure enough, there is a fraud!"
Hearing this, the poisonous boy Lu Meng's pupils shrank sharply, and he asserted to Ming Ming, "I gave a knife in battle, and I want my senior brother to use this knife to fight, it seems that my senior brother can see it very thoroughly, and he does have that kind of plan! Fortunately, senior brother is wise and uses his own way to govern others......
His transmission, Ming Ming didn't seem to hear it, just paused, and then smiled bitterly at Liu Heng: "Look at me, it's really whimsical." Anyway, Brother Liu can't use it, and I naturally won't use it. Besides, the real knife is too sharp, you and I are just competing with each other, and the slightest improper control will be self-defeating. In this case, let's use the sword as a soldier. The aim is to compete and appear fair. β
Liu Heng stared at him, didn't speak for a moment, and suddenly smiled faintly, "Brother Ming is really a confident person." β
In fact, in the eyes of others, Liu Heng gave a knife from the beginning. The two have begun to secretly fight each other, and the comparison is mental victory.
Anyone thinks that Liu Heng's gift of the knife is very strange, and they feel that there must be a layout related to the fight, but it is impossible to guess what vicious means Liu Heng is hiding in it, but this is no different from having already made a move.
Ru Mingming, who took over the real knife given by Liu Heng casually, and opened it to watch, was not afraid of the big risks, showing amazing courage.
In response. Ming Ming competes against each other, and also gives back the real knife, which is more atmospheric and graceful. And Liu Heng took it calmly, and his performance naturally did not fall behind, but he used this method first, and it was inevitable that he would fall behind in the eyes of everyone.
"After all, he is a disciple of the lower sect, and it is already very good to be able to have contacts with Ming Ming. β
Tong Yizhen secretly commented in his heart. On the same level, this kind of battle seemed to her to be exquisite. It was beautiful to see, "In this game of mental secret fighting, the two can barely be called equal at this moment, but this is just a small road." Only when the two of them are really fighting, see when the two layout will attack and how effective it is. This battle of minds can truly determine the winner and loser. β
No one would believe that Liu Hengzhen was just a simple gift of knives.
Regarding everyone's misunderstanding, Liu Heng only woke up from the moment he received the real knife from Ming Ming. But the matter has come to this point, and no amount of explanation can resolve the misunderstanding, so Liu Heng didn't say much. Begin to agitate internal forces.
"Please advise. β
"Brother Liu is a guest, please first. β
Hearing Ming Ming say politely, Liu Heng nodded, not wanting to dwell on this kind of confrontation between who came first and who came later, and the sword aura came out instantly, "In that case, Brother Ming is careful." β
The sword aura is like hanging, simple and clear, and it is nothing more than an opening, not to mention how amazing the power is. Because Liu Heng is still unwilling to try to seize the lead, he also has his own pride and disdains it.
Ming Ming's treasure knife crossed the sky, broke it easily, and Lang laughed and said: "Brother Liu is polite, take me a move too!"
Compared with Liu Heng's first move, the move he responded to suddenly rose to a level, directly to the level of peerlessness.
The treasure knife in his hand actually flew out of his hand in response, turned into the knife qi, and suddenly **** out!
"Flying knife man Mingming, it's really better to be famous than to meet!"
Seeing this hand, Liu Heng's eyes lit up, and his battle intent surged, and he tried to defuse this move more intently.
Ming Ming has a nickname of "Flying Knife Guest" in the Holy Land, because of the unique science he has learned, he has found a new way in the way of the sword, and he can control the knife with strength, which is similar to the Taoist monk's method of controlling the flying sword to meet the enemy, which is quite unique.
Liu Heng has been extremely interested in this peerless science since the moment he knew, and now that he can see it with his own eyes and experience it himself, how can he not be excited?
Rumble!
The two sword qi collided in the air, roaring and shattering, and the strong light was dazzling, which was really shocking. The terrifying wave of air set off by the impact spread rapidly, and it had the power of breaking the flow and opening the mountain in the world, but it did not cause due movement here.
The seemingly delicate and fragile pavilion was not even lifted off, let alone the three people watching the battle, except for the clothes that were blown to the sound of hunting, they were not affected more. In the face of the terrifying waves, they stood like javelins, sitting like a mountain, just staring intently at the battle between the two, and the roar and bright light didn't seem to affect them in the slightest.
At the same time, on the gorgeous and noble platform of the green mountain opposite, there is a large canopy to shade the sun, and under it is a solid throne. The people sitting on the throne are all full of divine light, so that people can only see the outline clearly, but they have no chance to see the true face.
At first glance, there are thirty-two thrones, which are enough to show the horrors of the Holy Land.
Facing the sacred mountain opposite, the divine light in the eyes of each of the great people of the Holy Land was extremely strong, and they seemed to be very concerned about the competition of the sacred mountain.
"The prosperity has arrived, and the major lower sects have indeed appeared juniors with potential that cannot be underestimated, and the little ones still want to reproduce the power of the previous big competitions, and it seems that the pressure is much greater than that of their predecessors. β
From a throne came the voice of a benevolent old woman, which only echoed in the high platform, saying that it was worried, but the tone was very relaxed, as if it was a joke.
"Senior Sister Mo is too worried, the various sects are strong, and the juniors of my Holy Land generation are also full of demons, and they are also much stronger than those before them. The voice that sounded from the throne next to her was very strong, "Besides, we are more careful in cultivation, if this is not as good as the previous senior brothers and sisters, it can't account for half of the top 1,000 rankings, and we can't spare them when we look back." β
At present, on the Divine Mountain, although many peerless geniuses of the lower sect have emerged, and the pavilions blocked by the disciples of the Holy Land have been broken one after another, and the momentum is blazing, but on the whole, the situation on the side of the Holy Land is still very good, so everyone is talking and laughing a lot.
"That being said, I'm afraid that the last person to be able to do it at that time will be you, Uncle Yu, right?" Opposite them, a voice from a throne sounded unusually young, like a young woman with a flower letter, smiling crisply and quipping.
"Hmph!" The man surnamed Yu who was said snorted heavily, "When it comes to protecting calves, who in the sect is comparable to your Na Ling master and nephew?" If you want me to say, then Meng Yin Xiao Nizi, you should really take care of it, and if you continue to cover it up like this, she won't be overturned in the future?"
"Look at what Uncle Yu Li said. Na Ling said with a little yin and yang when she heard this: "You can all look at it, this way is my uncle's precious apprentice and outsiders besieging my apprentice, this kind of formation, where does she still have the ability to turn the sky upside down? I should feel lucky that she will not be bullied to death in the future!"
"Two, two!"
Speaking of this, the two inevitably exchanged words, and just after a little sign, someone next to him immediately stopped first, and his voice was soft, "It's just some junior's nonsense, why are you still more energetic as a master?" Now that my apprentice and Mo Yun's junior sister apprentice Yi Zhen are here, I guess I can always stop those two little guys." β
Hearing someone mention herself, Mo Yun was about to say something again, when she suddenly exclaimed, "What, why did you fight?"
As soon as these words came out, no one spoke, and several people related to it were all shocked, and they all looked towards the Qingling Pavilion. With the extraordinary eyesight of all of you here, even if they are separated by a few miles, the places they see will be presented in their eyes in detail, and naturally they will not miss the great movement of the Qingling Pavilion's astonishing momentum.
Although there is a pavilion cover, it is difficult to help a few people, and many things can be distinguished by subtle differences alone.
"How can it be Ming Ming?" The change in qi waves, it is obvious that the fighting side is using a knife, and it is also the movement caused by Ming Ming's unique flying knife mastery, seeing that the old woman Mo Yun is no longer kind, her tone is slightly cold, "Yang Shuhe, you do it without saying a word, it's really a long skill, you must know that my disciple Yi Zhen is also not easy to bully!"
"Come slowly, come slowly, why should Senior Sister Mo be in a hurry?" Yang Shuhe seemed to have a good temper, and he didn't choke back, and the conversation changed sharply, playing with the taste: "Senior Sister Mo takes a closer look, the person who did it with Ming'er seems to be using a knife, I want to ask Senior Sister Mo, when did you apprentice Yi Zhen secretly practice a knife technique again?"
"What did you say?" Mo Yun's surprised response surprised Yang Shuhe, and he was silent for a moment before he heard Mo Yun say suspiciously: "It seems that there is someone else who is doing it with Mingming." β
This time, Yang Shuhe was surprised, "Isn't it Tong Yizhen who fought with Mingming?"
At this time, the air waves in the pavilion were surging, and it was obvious that the two sides were fighting fiercely, and after a hundred breaths, the winner had not yet been decided.
"It's not me Lu Meng. Without waiting for the two masters of Ming Ming and Tong Yizhen to ask, Master Lu Meng's Yu Li immediately said.
Meng Yin's master, Na Ling, followed, "I have never heard of Yin'er when she has ever practiced the sword technique. β
In the midst of the lightning, several thoughts were like electricity, and they immediately found the right person to do it, looking at each other, but they were all surprised.
"It's hard to ......"
"Isn't it ......"
"It's actually that disciple of the lower sect?"
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