Li Yingyu pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword and watched their movements quietly, letting them slowly surround the third floor.
Her bright eyes shone like cold stars, and there was a sneer at the corner of her mouth.
I am kind enough, but they still insist on seeking death. It can only be said that this is their fate, and they cannot blame themselves!
The round-faced middle-aged man said with a smile: "Young Master Li, our swordsmanship is derived from the Samsara Sword Formation of the Wuchang Sword Sect. It is very powerful. Please give it a try, Young Master Li."
Li Ying is too lazy to talk nonsense.
She knew that the purpose of the round-faced middle-aged man was to dispel his murderous intention and at the same time lower his vigilance.
Once your vigilance is lowered and your murderous intention is lowered, the power of your swordsmanship will also be greatly reduced.
In a fight, a small difference in power can be enough to determine life or death, let alone a huge difference in power.
The round-faced middle-aged man smiled and said, "Please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light suddenly increased, and a long sword thrust out. The sword lights merged with each other and merged into one, forming three haloes.
These three halos are as thick as a sword and are like rings made of platinum.
Their diameters are one meter, two meters and three meters respectively. The three inner and outer haloes echo each other. When one is approaching, the other two are also approaching.
The innermost halo retreated without waiting for Li Ying to confront Li Ying.
This halo is an eyesore.
Then the second halo came, and it receded without touching it again, which was still a deception.
The third halo followed.
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Li Ying's mouth.
She has a higher realm and a deeper realm of swordsmanship, and can clearly see their dazzling swordsmanship.
"laugh!"
With a slight roar, the long sword in her hand had already pierced the heart of the round-faced middle-aged man.
The round-faced middle-aged man's eyes widened in astonishment. He couldn't believe that Li Ying was so cruel and ruthless that she would use herself as a breakthrough point.
The sword eye of this Samsara Sword Formation is indeed on him.
He has been dispelling Li Ying's hostility and showing friendliness, which is the need of the sword formation and protects the sword formation from being broken.
According to human nature, people tend to be friendly and even a little grateful to enemies who show good intentions, especially a group of powerful enemies.
With this kind of instinct, it is almost impossible to be cruel to him first. Once the sword formation is fully deployed, it will flow like a river of water. Even if you want to be cruel to him, it will be too late and you will have too much time to take care of yourself.
The round-faced middle-aged man had a sword in his heart, and the sword formation suddenly stopped, and the three halos of light suddenly dispersed.
They were frightened and angry. Their swords could not form a formation, so they divided themselves into various directions and stabbed Li Ying, hoping to kill him with one sword.
Li Ying still had time to shake her head, showing pity on her face.
These guys are willing to die. They come to test their strength, how strong their sword skills are, and how serious their injuries are.
You have to act ruthless and powerful in order to make them believe that you are holding on and causing a deterrent, but in fact you are in a state of weakness.
"Buzz..." The sword light suddenly surged and enveloped her, like thousands of pear blossoms falling towards her.
Wherever the sword light struck, eleven middle-aged men were struck by the sword one after another, some holding their throats and some holding their hearts.
They all had the same expression: disbelief.
They never thought that there would be such amazing swordsmanship in the world. They were so fast that they didn't see anything clearly and they were already hit by the sword.
Li Ying watched calmly as they fell to the ground one after another, blood gushing out and seeping into the ground.
She glanced at the round-faced middle-aged man, who had not yet died of anger and was still staring at her.
She smiled sheepishly at the round-faced middle-aged man: "It seems a bit heavy-handed. I'm sorry. You go down together so you won't be alone."
"You..." The round-faced middle-aged man gritted his teeth.
As a Grand Master, even if his heart does not beat, Gang Qi can still keep running, unlike the other five Grand Masters, who were directly attacked by Gang Qi into their brains and died.
Li Ying suppressed her smile and said calmly: "You are so clever that you are fooled by your cleverness. Do you really think you will win without a doubt?"
"Haha..." The round-faced middle-aged man suddenly smiled.
Li Ying looked at him calmly.
"Hehehehe..." The round-faced middle-aged man laughed harder and harder, and the blood in his heart could not be suppressed and kept gushing out.
Li Ying judged that after a few more breaths, he would almost pass out and then slide into the abyss of death.
It doesn't matter if the heartbeat is gone. Gang Qi can promote the circulation of blood and continue to moisturize the internal organs. However, no matter how powerful Gang Qi is, if there is no blood in the body, Gang Qi will be useless.
The middle-aged man with a round face also felt weak and cold in his body, and the darkness was surging, approaching him and trying to devour him.
"Ha ha……"
Knowing that he was going to die, he laughed bigger and bigger, from laughing to laughing.
"Do you think they will avenge you?" Li Ying raised her lips slightly: "Actually, this is a trap."
"What trap?" The round-faced middle-aged man's laughter stopped abruptly.
Li Ying said: "What do you think?"
"...Impossible!" The round-faced middle-aged man stared at her.
Li Ying chuckled lightly.
Middle-aged people with round faces become extremely ugly.
Originally, it was just that there was no blood and vitality, but now it is ugly from top to bottom, as if it has swallowed something unpalatable and unspeakable.
Li Ying said: "Do you think I'm hurt?"
"Are you pretending to be injured?" The round-faced middle-aged man gritted his teeth.
Li Ying nodded lightly: "How could you have come to die if you didn't pretend to be injured? So if you die unjustly, more people will go down to keep you company."
"You...you are going to die too!" The round-faced middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "You can't escape."
"With the swordsmanship of you three-legged cats, you still want to kill me?" Li Ying shook her head.
She wanted to find out who was coming to kill her.
This round-faced middle-aged man is obviously on the front line, testing the enemy, and there will be a more powerful attack later.
Is it the Wuchang Sword Sect?
From a normal inference, it should be the Wuchang Sword Sect. After all, the sword formation they used was derived from the Reincarnation Sword Formation of the Wuchang Sword Sect.
The Samsara Sword Formation is the secret of the Impermanence Sword Sect. It is impossible for other sects to get a glimpse of its wonders. Only the masters of the vassal sects can appreciate its wonders up close.
Therefore, they are probably the masters of the vassal sect of the Wuchang Sword Sect, and they can be powerful and blessing in normal times.
It just so happens that I take the lead for the Wuchang Sword Sect and test my own strength.
But things in the world cannot be inferred so easily.
It is often unexpected and cannot be taken carelessly.
"Haha..." The round-faced middle-aged man laughed again and shook his head: "Whether you are injured or not, it doesn't matter."
"Impermanent Sword Sect?" Li Ying said.
The round-faced middle-aged man showed a strange smile, and then his eyes quickly dimmed, and he died.
Li Ying frowned, it turned out that he was not the Wuchang Sword Sect.
She turned her head and glanced in the direction of Daqian.
I don’t know what Fakong is doing now. If he were here, he could tell it at a glance and there would be no need to guess.
If it’s not the Wuchang Sword Sect, is it the Wuji Sect, the Shattering Star Sword Sect, or the Shaking Yue Fist Sect?
Or another Qimen sect?
Her heart was filled with excitement, wanting to know who the next wave of enemies would be.
She shook the sword gently, and the blood was thrown out. The sword's blade returned to its smoothness and shine, and she gently returned it to the sheath.
She left lightly, ignoring the corpses.
She knew that someone would collect their bodies after their death and lay them to rest.
Fakong's eyes fell on her, and he saw six old men a mile away from her, with haggard faces, like six pieces of wood.
His face was calm and he shook his head gently.
It is not an easy test for these six old men to pass. Even if Li Ying wins, it will be a miserable victory. Her difficulties have just begun.
However, Li Ying's swordsmanship has improved again.
If this continues, are we really going to catch up with ourselves?
The martial arts wisdom contained in the demon relics is truly astonishing.