Chapter 41 Moonlight is like a knife

The sword flashed away, and the victory and defeat were already decided.

Shen Lian naturally would not be defeated by Sword Fourteen, his sword had already been broken into two, along with the destruction of Sword Fourteen's sword intent that had not yet taken shape.

If you fail to defeat your opponent's sword intent, there is no need to exist.

Disillusionment is for rebirth.

It's just that Sword Fourteen can still give birth to a more powerful sword intent, no one knows.

He knelt on the ground, and in the snow, some of the snow had melted, but more had not melted away, and had become ice.

Ice in the dirt makes the land as hard as iron.

Jian Fourteen had never practiced martial arts such as Iron Claw Gong, his hands dug into the cold and hard soil, and soon dug out a bloody pit, which was his blood. The nails had been turned open, and the flesh inside was mixed with dirt.

Finally, he put the sword into the dirt, buried the short sword, and finally went to pick up the sword thirteen and retreated into the distance.

Shen Lian's clothes were torn open, which was in the position of the heart, it was a small opening an inch long, not broken by the blade, but an incomplete sword.

"Your sword has come out, but you haven't seen my sword yet, now you still want to continue to fight against me?" If other people in the rivers and lakes, such as the Golden Sword King, or even the original blue-robed people saw Shen Lian's sword technique, they would subconsciously sigh to themselves and shake their confidence.

But Ye Liuyun was not afraid at all, not only because he could know how powerful the other party was, but also because the other party's strength was less than half.

What is really terrifying is the unknown, and Ye Liuyun's sword is unknown.

No living person has ever seen his sword, and today will be no exception.

Shen Lian stared at Ye Liuyun, very calm.

His composure is not on the surface, but from the heart.

"How do you know I only have a knife. Shen Lian chuckled.

This time, he completely threw away the knife and threw it at Ye Liuyun, and was caught by Ye Liuyun's two fingers.

The throwing strength of this knife is not heavy, nor is it a tricky angle, Ye Liuyun will never fail to catch it.

Ye Liuyun put down the knife and did not leave Shen Lian, because he would not give Shen Lian any chance, so he would not have any negligence.

It was precisely because he didn't leave Shen Lian that he saw that Shen Lian really didn't just have a knife, or that this was his real knife.

A strangely shaped throwing knife.

The sunset set set the last trace of afterglow, and the bright moon replaced the role of the sunset, selflessly sprinkling the clear light.

Ye Liuyun and Shen Lian looked at each other for a full quarter of an hour, and the stagnation of the atmosphere made the people around them dare not take a big breath.

Ye Liuyun paid attention to Shen Lian's hand and pinched the hand of the flying knife.

What Shen Lian paid attention to was Ye Liuyun's left sleeve.

In the same evening breeze, the left sleeve is always a little more stagnant than the right sleeve.

"I know where your sword is, right. Shen Lian's words were full of confidence, this kind of self-confidence should have been only had by Ye Liuyun.

"Yes. Ye Liuyun also had to admit that Shen Lian's mind was meticulous and his eyesight was high.

His swordsmanship is the sword in his sleeve, the hidden weapon is just his means, and the swordsmanship is his love, and it is also the inheritance of the famous Sword Villa.

Even he just used the power skills of swordsmanship to use the golden needle hidden weapon.

He disdained to use a sword on Bai Yufei, otherwise Bai Yufei would not be alive now.

"You can't tell when my knife will come into hand, do you?" said Shen Lian with a smug smile.

"Of course. Ye Liuyun said calmly.

"Then did you lose?" Shen Lian's eyes brightened, better than the bright stars.

"Nope. Ye Liuyun said slowly.

He couldn't touch Shen Lian's knife, and Shen Lian couldn't touch his sword either.

Jian Fourteen's gaze fell on the two of them, and he couldn't hide his fanaticism.

No one in the room understood the subtlety of the two better than he did.

Shen Lian couldn't go out for a long time because his spirit had never reached a critical point, and it was the best chance to go out.

Or this opportunity will come up at any time, or it will never come along.

Whether to make a move or not is between Shen Lian's mind, but once he makes a move, the outcome is not something that Shen Lian can control.

That's why Shen Lian needed the best opportunity.

Because the flying knife is not a hidden weapon, it also holds his spirit.

If you miss the first shot, there will be no second chance.

"Do you know that you are bound to lose, because your flaws have been caught by me~. Shen Lian said lightly.

Falling into Jian Fourteen's ears like thunder, he suddenly thought of what Ye Liuyun's flaws were.

Ye Liuyun's flaw is that he is too confident, confident that he can dodge Shen Lian's flying knife, and confident that the sword in his sleeve can solve Shen Lian.

But he never thought about one thing, that is, Shen Lian's reliance was really only flying knives.

Shen Lian flew up, and the flagpole in front of the inn was hung with a lantern.

Shen Lian was on the lantern, very close to the moon.

There is a Shen Lian in the sky, and there is also a Shen Lian on the earth.

Shen Lian's soul went out of the body to the heavens, and he also reached a dead end.

But the art of war is 'condescending', and Shen Lian has already occupied the terrain.

Even Ye Liuyun couldn't expect that Shen Lian had cultivated to the point where he could go out of his body, and he obviously didn't even have the second vein of Ren Du.

The difficulty of getting out of the body is more than ten times more difficult than penetrating the second vein of Ren Du.

At Shen Lian's age, being able to practice internal qi to such an extent is already shocking, let alone others.

To the south of the capital, there is a dilapidated Taoist temple.

Ling Chongxiao lived inside, and at this time he and Shen Lian were under the same bright moon.

He is still bald, he is a true Taoist priest and a fake monk.

In front of him was a short-haired man, but this was a real monk.

"Kuhui, you are full of food and have nothing to do, you want to come to me to compete. Ling Chongxiao yawned, looking extremely sleepy.

"The poor monk just thought of a powerful palm technique, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he came to Ling Shi Master to try the move. ”

Ling Chongxiao glanced at Ku Hui obliquely, and said lazily: "Don't think that if you have practiced the Vajra Body Protection Divine Skill, I won't be able to kill you." ”

"It would be good if Master Ling Shi could be killed, and if he reincarnated again, he might be able to catch up with the immortal fate, and I don't have to be a monk. Ku Huile said.

"Buddhism is a vast and convenient door, everyone can practice, it is not much stronger than those immortal gates, what is there to envy. Ling Chongxiao had a sour taste.

"Then why don't you see the donor enter my Buddhism?"

"Lao Tzu is willful, do you care? Ling Chongxiao scolded, he disdained the fairy sect on his lips, and his biggest wish in his life was to worship a family of immortals, but unfortunately even if he found it, because there was no chance, people still didn't like him.

Although everyone in Buddhism can become a Buddha, there are a few people who really become Buddhas.

On the contrary, among the immortal gates, although there are few people, the proportion of achievements is much higher than that of Buddhism.

In the end, although Buddhism can't speak words and can understand from the heart, the requirements for qualifications are much higher than those of the immortals outside the world.

Without wisdom roots, there are no roots and bones, and you can't become a Buddha.

ps I'm really unwell.,I'm spitting out bitter bile water.,Wait for tomorrow to be better and make up for the update.