If he is an evil person, it would be simple. No matter if he is a master disciple of Chunshui Sword Sect or not, just destroy him.
However, he is just a pure martial arts fanatic and has no ill intentions towards worldly affairs and people's hearts.
Otherwise, he would not easily express his understanding of swordsmanship.
This is a true secret that is not told.
Another person wouldn't be so generous.
He wanted to improve his swordsmanship and gain a higher level of cultivation, and he had no other evil thoughts towards Li Ying.
Li Ying ignored him, only because Fakong told her about the disgusting methods of the Southern Supervision Department in advance, so she had to avoid him.
Otherwise, he really needs to practice a few moves to see how good his swordsmanship is and whether he can gain anything from it.
Even though Li Ying can now defeat the Grand Master with a sword, she is still looking for ways to improve. She plans to use swordsmanship as the basis to find a way to become a Grand Master.
Fakong said: "Young master, if you have time, let's test our swordsmanship and see if my swordsmanship can be improved."
"Sword showdown with me?" Li Ying showed a smile on her lips.
Bai Jingqian, who was staring at her, then smiled.
When her frosty jade face smiled, it was like the sun shining on the ice and snow, her face shining brightly, and his mood improved accordingly.
Fakong said: "Young Master Li, do you look down on my swordsmanship?"
"...Okay, let's learn some moves." Li Ying muttered: "Why don't you come to my yard."
"...Okay, let's do it at noon." Fakong said.
I'm going to Ning Zhenzhen's place tonight.
He would meet with Ning Zhenzhen almost every night, drinking tea or wine, talking about everything, what he had seen and heard that day, and the strange things he heard, and they would analyze each other, which was quite fruitful.
It has become a habit.
After lunch, Fakong appeared in Li Ying's yard.
In Li Ying's courtyard, besides her, there were also two people, Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai.
The two of them were extremely polite to Fa Kong, and treated him with great courtesy and respect.
Such respect is partly due to Fakong's fame and magical powers, and partly due to Li Ying's closeness to him.
Li Ying is free and easy, and she doesn't appear aloof or arrogant when she gets along with Cantian Dao disciples, but it's hard to get really close to anyone.
The two of us are the closest to her, but they only walk together on a daily basis, which is completely different from her relationship with Fakong.
Fakong looked at Li Ying.
Li Ying was standing pretty in the center of the courtyard, dressed in a white outfit, revealing her proud figure that she usually kept hidden.
She stared at Fa Kong with a solemn expression, like an unsheathed sword.
Fakong smiled and said: "Is this the cultivation of sword intention?"
"That's right." Li Ying said solemnly: "It's the sword's intention, you have to be careful."
She has been speculating on Fa Kong's cultivation, because Fa Kong was so tightly hidden that she couldn't even feel it, which was so profound that it was impossible to rule out.
She would never believe that Fa Kong had no cultivation. Without cultivation and only having magical powers, he would never have such confidence and calmness.
In this world, martial arts is the foundation and confidence.
Fakong smiled and said: "Young Master, I have long admired your swordsmanship, and today I can finally experience it."
"Master, please stop." Li Ying said, "Are you betraying my sword power?"
Fa Kong smiled and nodded.
Li Ying solemnly said: "It's useless."
Fakong slipped a sword from the sleeve of his cassock, took it out of its sheath, shook it gently, and the sword was as clear as a stream of autumn water. He thrust out with a smile: "Look at the sword."
The tip of the sword has already reached Li Ying's eyebrows.
Li Ying didn't panic, she drew her sword sideways, and the tip of the sword reached Fakong's heart. The speed was extremely fast.
Fakong admired.
Li Ying's swordsmanship has improved again.
She is indeed a prodigy, she knows everything, she has completely understood the essence of swordsmanship, and she is running towards a path that is far superior to ordinary people.
There was an inexplicable aura on her sword.
This is a melancholy atmosphere, which can make people feel depressed, their fighting spirit weakened, and their reactions will then slow down.
Fa Kong's mind is spinning.
If ordinary people really can't bear the influence of this sword intention and can't get rid of it, they will involuntarily form inner demons that will affect the use of the sword.
I am mentally strong and can be exempted from this influence.
You can pretend to be affected, and then give her a surprise, which will be enough to defeat her.
But he didn't want to do that.
I just want to defeat her openly and openly.
A woman like Li Ying is proud, self-respecting and self-reliant. If she cannot defeat her from the strongest point, she will never be convinced.
No matter how respectful or loud the master shouts, deep down he is still the same proud person who wants to look down on himself.
So you need to defeat her first.
"Ding..." In the clear sound, Fakong's parallel fingers of his left hand were like a sword, and he gently touched the tip of Li Ying's sword.
The sound of gold and iron clashing does not sound like fingers and swords, but more like the collision of two sword tips.
Li Ying shuddered.
A powerful force came from the sword, instantly defeating her strength. Her body was like an undefended city, allowing the opponent to gallop.
The tip of Fakong's sword stopped between her eyebrows, and he smiled and said: "Young Master, I accept my concession."
Li Ying's sword drooped unconsciously, becoming limp and weak.
Fakong then reached out and patted her on the shoulder.
The overwhelming power was rushing through her body, but as soon as he touched it with his palm, it immediately found an outlet, and it instantly slipped into his palm.
Li Ying's body lightened up and her face turned pale.
The feeling of my body being messed up was very uncomfortable. I wanted to vomit but couldn't. My whole body felt so limp that I couldn't exert any strength.
"I forgot to lower my cultivation level," Fakong smiled sheepishly: "Then let's do it again. This time I will seal part of the power and use the master level."
Li Ying glared at him angrily: "Master, you did it on purpose!"
Fakong smiled and said: "This is also a reminder to the young master."
Li Ying hummed: "Don't let me rely on my swordsmanship to lose my true intention, get lost in swordsmanship, and delay the improvement of my cultivation."
"Actually, I have nothing to worry about." Fa Kong said with a smile: "With your intelligence, young master, you will not fall into this trap."
"I use swordsmanship to improve my cultivation, but you reminded me that swordsmanship is swordsmanship after all, and cultivation is fundamental. We must use our strengths and avoid weaknesses, and we cannot compete with others in cultivation."
"That's right." Fakong smiled and nodded: "Come again."
Li Ying was not in a hurry to take action: "If you don't use sword skills, can you block my sword skills?"
"Can I give it a try?"
"Tsk!" Li Ying's sword reached Fakong's throat again.
"Ding..." Fa Kong's index finger and middle finger were raised like swords and held in front of his throat, making a sound of gold and iron.
This time, Li Ying didn't feel the tyrannical force entering the sword body and her body, knowing that he was suppressing his cultivation.
This is not to suppress him to the master level, but to use no strength at all, and only rely on his body to block his own sword.
"laugh!"
"Ding……"
"laugh!"
"Ding……"
"Ding ding ding ding..."
Li Ying and Zhou Tianhuai couldn't see her sword clearly. They only saw Fakong holding the sword upside down with his right hand and sticking it to his right arm. The index and middle fingers of his left hand were raised like swords, pointing here and there, as if pointing at random, but
Blocking the tip of the sword accurately every time.
His fingers were a light golden color, and the sound they made when they collided with the tip of the sword was the sound of sword tip against sword tip, as if it was really made of fine gold.
Li Ying suddenly retreated and the sword light dispersed.
She stood with a sword in hand, her fair face covered with a layer of carmine, and she was so delicate and charming, but it was because her blood energy had driven her to the extreme.
She had already activated the sword as fast as possible, the most cunning, weird and bizarre, but she still could not break the blockade between his two fingers.
"This move asks the immortal to guide you." Fakong raised his left index and middle fingers and said with a smile.
Li Ying pursed her red lips tightly and stared at him.
Full of dissatisfaction, but helpless.
Fakong smiled and said: "It seems that Young Master Li wants to see my sword skills, so I won't use the Vajra Indestructible Magic, only the sword."
"...Okay." Li Ying endured her anger and nodded slowly.
First, he doesn’t need the cultivation of a great master, and then he doesn’t use the indestructible power of the Vajra. If he doesn’t use these two abilities that can suppress him, why do he still need to compete?
Thinking of this, she was really frustrated.
But her perseverance and perseverance support her, as well as her proud swordsmanship. Let's see if she can win the battle.
Fakong smiled and shook his sword gently, and a plum blossom trembled from the tip of the sword. Then he stabbed it, and a plum blossom bloomed immediately.
The plum blossom quickly expanded ten times in size and enveloped Li Ying.
The sword moves are quite complicated, and the speed should be slow, but it happens in an instant, faster than imagined.
This is an illusion. The sword moves give people the feeling that the sword tip is already close to you.
"Ding ding ding..."
"Chichi!"
"Ding ding ding ding..."
"laugh!"
The two groups of swords sometimes intersected, each stabbing, and sometimes they clashed and blocked each other.
Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai couldn't see clearly the tip of the sword, and could only see the two groups of clear lights constantly overlapping and separating, overlapping and then separating again.
Fakong smiled and said: "Young Master Li, be careful, I'm going to use my full strength."
"Come on!" Li Ying hummed.
She also activated the secret technique.
"Ding……"
"laugh!"
There was a crisp sound in Fakong's chest, but he was hit by a sword, but Fakong's sword stopped in front of Li Ying's heart.
The tip of the sword was about to touch her towering left heart, but it just missed it.
"Accept!" Fakong smiled and sheathed his sword.
The long sword retracted into his sleeve and disappeared.
Li Zhu stared at his sleeves curiously. He didn't pay attention to who won or lost between the two. It was meaningless.
What he was most curious about was where Fakong's sword was hidden and why he couldn't see it.
The sleeves of the cassock are wide, but no matter how wide they are, it is impossible to hide the sword inside without showing any traces.
Fakong just did it. It's hard to believe that he was carrying a sword.
This made Li Zhuji curious about how he did it.
Zhou Tianhuai stared at the tip of Li Ying's sword.
Li Ying shook her head.
The tip of her sword penetrated Fa Kongxin's mouth, but the cassock could not pierce, let alone his skin.
The magical power of Vajra Indestructibility has reached an extremely deep state.
And this cassock is obviously a treasure.
"My swordsmanship is not as good as yours." Li Ying returned the sword to its sheath, her fair and beautiful face looking calm.
This was how it should be, so if it was true, she couldn't accept it, and her heart suddenly felt at ease inexplicably.
Fakong smiled and said: "Our swordsmanship is pretty even."
Li Ying's swordsmanship is inferior to his own, but Li Ying's swordsmanship talent is astonishing. When he strikes, he has flashes of inspiration and can perform beyond his level, barely tying with himself.
Of course, this is the result of suppressing his cultivation to the master level.
If you use all your strength, you can certainly crush her.
Li Ying shook her head.
She swung out her sword, but the Grand Master had no power to fight back. The sword was too fast and they couldn't react.
But Fa Kong's sword was even faster than his own.
"Bang bang!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, and the voice said urgently: "Sicheng, something happened!"