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Xiao Yuesheng held the handle in his left hand, bent his fingers in his right hand, and flicked it lightly, just hitting the tip of the sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sound of "Zheng ......" sounded, curling endlessly, and the long sword flew into the air, tumbling upward, upward, and inserted into the small pavilion beam, trembling like a snake.

The young man's face changed, and he stepped back and looked at Xiao Yuesheng again.

Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of wine and smiled, without moving, just the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, with an inexplicable smile.

The young man had always been arrogant, and when he saw him smile, a nameless karmic fire rose from his belly and rushed straight up, making his head hot.

A little under his feet, fluttering and jumping, his right hand grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it, stabbing downward, the cold light flashed, as fast as lightning, and instantly stabbed in front of Xiao Yuesheng's throat.

"Ding ......" a clear sound, endless, like a jade pan.

Xiao Yuesheng raised the white jade cup and blocked the tip of the sword.

The white jade cup is safe and sound, steady, and not a drop of wine is spilled in the cup.

The young man staggered back, and stopped after two steps, staring at him with both eyes, his expression surprised and inexplicable, as if he did not believe it.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, took a sip of wine, and smiled: "Young man, what a big temper, a lot of murderous energy!"

The young man's eyes were bright and full of inexplicable surprise.

Xiao Yuesheng put down the white jade cup: "You can't kill me, go back and practice for another ten years!"

"Arrogance!" The young man's eyes shone brightly, and the long sword flickered, and the cold light flickered, and it rose violently, as if a layer of light was attached to the sword.

He twisted his waist and stepped forward, lunged forward, and stabbed violently, and the light on the sword was so bright that it was dizzying and dizzying, and he didn't dare to look at it directly.

Xiao Yuesheng moved elegantly and raised the white jade cup.

The sound of "Ding ......" sounded in a curling voice, and the aftermath was lingering, and there was a tendency to surround the beam.

The young man's figure staggered, three steps back, his handsome face was red, his eyes were burning, and he stared at Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed, put down the white jade cup, and shook his head.

The young man pointed at Xiao Yuesheng with his sword: "You...... You're ......!"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned and smiled: "Repeat and repeat, don't repeat and repeat, young man, you are still very tender, go back!"

Junyi's face gradually changed, the color turned red, the muscles twisted, and finally became hideous and terrifying.

"Eat me with another sword!" he shouted angrily, the long sword slowly crossed in front of him, and his left hand pinched the sword technique, slowly wiping it from the blade to the tip of the sword.

The sword body was steeply lit up, as if it had been covered with a layer of ice light, crystal clear and warm, as if it had turned into a glass jade.

Xiao Yuesheng was stunned for a moment and laughed: "You actually practiced sword qi?"

"Not bad!" the young man sneered, his eyes were cold, as if he had changed a person, and Zhou's body was shrouded in cold.

"Hey, what kind of swordsmanship are you cultivating?" Xiao Yuesheng asked curiously, his eyes flashing.

He could see that this was a set of secret methods to stimulate potential, and as far as he could see, the internal force of the other party's body had increased dramatically, and it was still growing, as if the sea was rising.

In the blink of an eye, his internal strength doubled.

The young man's face became more and more cold, and the cold air around him became heavier and heavier, as if he was in the polar region of ice and snow, and the invisible cold air kept coming.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled inexplicably, his expression was upright, such a secret method was really magical, but it was a pity that he couldn't see how he did it.

"I said I was going to kill you, and you'd have to die—!" he smiled, his voice low.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but laugh again, in his opinion, although this young man's martial arts were good, his surname was extreme, almost naïve.

The young man's eyes were cold, as if the ice flame was burning, and he snorted coldly: "Laugh, laugh, if you don't laugh, you won't have a chance!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a smile, too lazy to pay attention to it, with a gesture of his hand, the jade pot floated to his hand, filled a cup, and took a sip of the white jade cup.

The young man stared at him, his eyes were blazing, like a flame burning, but his eyes were cold.

The sword body is getting brighter and brighter, dazzlingly bright, and the tip of the sword suddenly lights up, bursting out of a half-foot-long green mang, swallowing and expanding, like a snake letter.

"Jian Mang?!" Xiao Yuesheng frowned.

The young man sneered, and the long sword shook: "Hehe, you are quite interesting, let you see the power of the sword!"

The green light flickered, and the sword body gradually dimmed, as if all the light was condensed into the green light, and the light returned to normal.

"Die-!" he shouted, and fluttered to the front, and stabbed him closer.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, held a white jade cup in his left hand, took a sip of wine, and showed an intoxicated look, the wine brought by this young man was by no means an ordinary wine.

When tasting the wine, his right palm was erected, as if a monk had a single palm, and then gently slashed to the left, the movement was soft and weak.

"Dang" made a crisp sound, the tip of the sword stabbed his throat, the green light of the sword tip flashed like a snake letter, and he was slashed by the palm knife, and suddenly deflected, and then to the void.

He took advantage of the situation, turned the thorn into a cut, the green mang slashed horizontally, the sword did not arrive, the sharp qi of Sen Sen had penetrated the skin, Xiao Yuesheng shook his head helplessly, and suddenly retreated, like a lotus floating on the lake, and the difference was to avoid the green mang.

A clear light flashed in his eyes, and he saw clearly the reason for the sword to trigger.

He chuckled slightly, feeling that he had gained a lot.

This cyan sword is extremely powerful, not inferior to his own six-vein divine sword, but to cultivate the six-vein divine sword, he needs deep internal strength, and in the world, he is the only one.

The sword mang's internal force requirements are much weaker, and the power is also extremely strong, if the sixteen disciples of the Infinite Sword can be cultivated, it is enough to protect themselves.

These thoughts were like lightning and flint, crossing his mind, the young man's swordsmanship did not stop, taking a step forward, the sword shadow shrouded in the sky, domineering and awe-inspiring, making people can't help but bow their heads.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, slapped the middle finger of his right hand on the wine glass, put it on his thumb, and flicked his fingers.

A flash of light appeared on the young man's right wrist, and he was swinging his sword to attack, and through the wooden table, the green light flashed.

"Snort" The long sword was taken out of his hand and inserted into the wooden table, and the sword spike trembled.

The young man took a few steps back, leaned against the railing behind him, stared at Xiao Yuesheng in surprise, raised his right wrist, and slowly entered the front of him.

A small hole appeared in the wrist, and it sank in, not bleeding, but it was sore, and it spread along the arm, as if water was pouring into it from the small hole.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, and a clear light flashed in his eyes: "Young man, I don't know what kind of mental method you are making?"

The young man sneered, his eyes were resentful, he turned around and left, his body was like electricity, and the two ups and downs had left the small courtyard and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Yuesheng let him leave, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he had already read the name of this set of mental methods, the Nine Tricks Wheel Technique.

The Nine Aperture Wheel Technique, according to its name, must be instigating some strange acupuncture point, so it can destroy the potential and increase people's power dramatically.

This is the case with his current situation, usually his internal strength stings in the acupoints around his body, and his dantian is empty, and he can't see that his martial arts are clever.

But every time the internal force of the acupoint is released, the internal force is deeper, and the same must be true of this nine-trick wheel method.

He pondered intently, although this recipe was far from the Northern Spiritual Skill, it gave him a new way of thinking, and he could create a mental method.

The Northern Spiritual Skills are good, but there is one thing: you can't cultivate the mental methods of other sects at the same time.

The most essential theory of the Northern Shengong is that it is contrary to the principle of the mental method of each faction, and if you practice the mental method of other factions, you will inevitably go mad.

The internal strength of the disciples of the Boundless Sword is already quite deep, if they change to practice the Northern Spiritual Skill, it will not be beautiful, besides, the Northern Spiritual Skill is too rebellious, contrary to people, easy to attract great disasters, and become a public enemy of martial arts.

He now has deep internal strength, and his martial arts are almost invincible, but no one knows that he is practicing the Northern Spiritual Skill, which is the case.

There is a rule in the Xiaoyao Sect that outsiders cannot say its name, otherwise, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect will have to kill this person.

Xiao Yuesheng pondered, is there a rule, I am afraid that it is related to the Northern Spiritual Skill, the people of the Loose Sect must have been the public enemy of the martial arts at the beginning, and the root is in the Northern Spiritual Skill, otherwise, there would not be such a rule.

He put down the white jade cup and got up, leaning on the railing and looking out, the moonlight was bright, and I don't know which big man was behind the young man, and he would definitely attract it.

Thinking of this, he was faintly excited.

In the main hall of Xixia Yipintang, Xibi Zhi was sitting in a yellow shirt in the middle of the chair, with a corpse in front of him, and a group of people around him.

His face was pale, like a blank piece of paper, his body was thin, and he sat there, but his waist was straight, and naturally there was a majesty rushing towards him.

"General, Jia Laosi is a good hand at secret weapons, so unknown and not in vain?" A big man showed his breasts and looked dissatisfied.

"Chen Dazui, shut your mouth!" a man with a gloomy face frowned.

The burly man suddenly closed his mouth, but his face was still unconvinced, and he glared at Xibi Zhi.

Xibizhi's fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair, with a rhythm, and his eyes flashed thoughtfully.

The cold-faced man clenched his fists and said respectfully: "General, Jia Laosi is good at the art of stealth and concealment, even if he assassinated the master of the Iron Sword Gate in Sichuan, he could retreat with his whole body, but this time he was planted, who is it?"

"Xiao Guanlan!" Xibi Zhi raised his head and spit out three words.

The hall fell silent and people shut their mouths.

"Mr. Jia's assassination technique, the crown is unparalleled in the hall, General Ben sent him to test the reality of this Xiao Guanlan, he didn't have to make a move, he didn't expect it to ......"

The gloomy man sighed: "General, Jia Laosi's surname is arrogant, the stronger the opponent, the more excited he is, he can't help it!"

Xibizhi nodded and sighed: "This Xiao Guanlan is really powerful, Li Gongzi personally shot last night, but he was still defeated. ”

"Ahh

That Li Gongzi, although he is arrogant and has always been disdainful of Yipintang, he does have an amazing art industry, otherwise, he would have been taught a lesson by the people of Yipintang.

The gloomy man frowned, and returned to normal: "Li Gongzi's swordsmanship is exquisite, is there a sword that is instructive, why can't he help Xiao Guanlan?!"

"Hehe, listen to what Master Li said, this person's internal strength is very deep, and he is far inferior. Xibi Zhi smiled slightly.

The crowd understood why he was laughing.

This Li Gongzi is a royal nobleman, but he is extremely skilled in martial arts, and he is extremely disdainful of this Yipintang, and often comes to learn from each other, but he has not tasted defeat, and his face is dull in Yipintang.

The gloomy-faced man frowned and asked, "What should I do, hall master?"

Xibi Zhi sighed, and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair: "I can't say it, I can only ask the inner guard to help!"

"General!" said the gloomy-faced man.

"Alas...... , At this time, I can't care about my face, let Xiao Guanlan still be so carefree, our entire Xixia face has been lost!" Xibi Zhi shook his head.

The big man with his open chest and exposed breasts waved his hand violently: "General, you don't need to invite those guys...... In my Lao Chen's opinion, let's go up together and greet him well, no matter how strong this surnamed Xiao's martial arts are, he can't beat us all, right......?"

He laughed and looked around, only to find that he was alone, and his laughter grew drier and drier, so he had to stop.

"Why, isn't that a good idea?" he said, scratching the back of his head.

"Shut up!" the gloomy-faced man frowned and scolded.

The big man shut up and looked at everyone unwillingly, but everyone didn't look at him, and their faces were thoughtful.

The gloomy man clenched his fists: "General, although others are muddy, it is also a truth, let's come by ourselves first, it really can't be done, and then invite the inner guard!"

Xibi Zhi groaned, his gaze slowly swept over everyone.

After a while, he nodded: "Well, it's really not possible, so I can only take this strategy,...... However, Li Gongzi has suffered a loss, and the one behind him should also make a move, let's see the result first!"

The gloomy-faced man suddenly smiled: "That's right...... That one makes a move, no matter how powerful Xiao Guanlan is, he will be unlucky!"

The whole hall breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as the atmosphere was relaxed, everyone smiled and was extremely confident.

For this person, they don't know her true identity, they only know that she is strong in martial arts, almost inhuman, and her body is fast, as fast as a ghost, which is better than Xiao Guanlan.

This person comes once in a while to see everyone practicing, and Li Gongzi is often served behind him, as if he were serving his ancestors.

Her face was covered with a piece of white silk, which could not be seen clearly, and her figure was graceful, with a faint fragrance, like a goddess.

Look at her conversation, elegant and delicate, calm and relaxed, calm and elegant, indescribably graceful, even if she covers her face, everyone feels that this person must be beautiful.

(To be continued)