Hou Zi stood up, feeling a little sluggish because his spirit had been shaken.
"Disciple is here, what are your orders, uncle?"
The look of disgust in Uncle Li's eyes flashed away. Victory or defeat is one thing, but the energy and spirit cannot be broken. Now this disciple has no energy at all. If there is a problem with his fighting spirit, it will be fatal for the swordsman.
"Go and take down the flag of Anhe Daomen. You can only succeed and not fail. Otherwise, I will ask you to work as a yamen official in Jincheng for the rest of your life."
"Follow your orders and do your best." Hou Zi said weakly.
Let’s take the yamen as an example. It’s not like he has never done it before. What other yamen are there?
Unlike others who would rush out after receiving orders and build momentum, he slowly descended to the island. Because Yan Xisheng was newly defeated and his opponent still had some time to rest, there was no point in him running so fast.
Finally, when we reached the lake, a real question finally came to our eyes: How to cross the lake?
If he didn't get that news, he might ask someone to borrow a water-crossing spiritual weapon? After all, he didn't want to appear too different.
But it was different now, there was nothing that could make him suppress himself anymore;
What is a devil? You are a devil if you do whatever you want!
Naturally, he took off his robe and put it into the gourd. With only a pair of calf-nosed trousers left on him, he jumped into the lake with a pop and began to swim with all his strength.
He no longer cares what others think. The Quanzhen Sect? Or the Taoism? They are just different interest groups; as long as he does it, even if he swims naked in public, it will be an unruly story;
No matter how beautiful you are, it would still be a joke if you were chopped into pieces in the past.
He needs to calm down, be calm enough, and nothing can wake him up better than the cold lake water; in his state, controlling the state of mind is a difficult task, unlike those who have truly entered the realm of spiritual cultivation, where calming down can be achieved in an instant.
He can't do it. He is a mortal and needs help from outside.
This is the first time in his life that he feels so sad because he hasn't done anything for the old man yet? Even if he can see his achievements, he will feel happy that he is not blinded by his old eyes.
Cherish the present. He used to always keep this sentence on his lips and say it over and over again. In fact, he didn't understand it at all.
Today, now, let him bid farewell to his past self and truly enter the cruel world of cultivation.
When you think clearly, your mood becomes cheerful; no one dies, no matter how you leave, the important thing is to continue the unfinished business.
Turning over, with his belly facing up, he kicked every now and then, feeling the coolness in his body, and his mood became colder; looking at the blue sky above his head, he realized that after letting go of the shackles that had followed him for three or four years, the world suddenly
It became more open.
I am a sword cultivator. Whether you like the current Quanzhen Sect or not; if you like it, just get involved; if you don’t like it, just change it!
His actions stunned everyone on the island in the center of the lake. They fought for three days. This is the worst way to cross the lake. It is no different from ordinary mortals and has no temperament of a cultivator. It is a fear of the enemy and preparation.
Have you given up?
Uncle Li resisted the urge to use his flying sword to impale this guy to death. He felt that this southwest discussion was really unlucky. Not only did he lose his reputation, but he also lost face. It became a joke in the eyes of the southwest countries.
After the news spread, how will the Quanzhen sword cultivator still be able to walk on the mainland in the future?
But the order has been given and cannot be taken back. I hope this guy dies in Wei Kuiyang's hands so that he doesn't have to do it himself when he comes back.
There were bursts of laughter on the island in the center of the lake, laughing at the Quanzhen Sect, the so-called leader of the Demon Sect, for actually starting to break the rules and try to please others?
Such behavior is not true at all. Even if it is a joke, it is not so vulgar!
...Hou Zi finally calmed down completely, and he returned to his usual calm state. At the same time, a surge of violence rose from his heart, and even his nose and throat changed as his energy and blood surged.
Such subtle changes could not escape the cultivators with bright eyes. There were boos all over the island in the middle of the lake. Who are these people? They can actually swim happily?
Spiritual power begins to circulate throughout the body. Since it has returned to normal, there is no need to soak in the water again. It will affect the movement when jumping to the shore.
He is getting closer and closer to the lake shore, and now he needs a sword sacrificer to reveal his true feelings.
...Wei Kuiyang was also surprised. He never thought that he would have to face such a funny opponent. It was too artificial. This was his opinion.
So, not worth mentioning.
But he is still cautious, and he relies on this caution to win consecutively so far. He never underestimates his opponents.
With a slight movement of the hand, a layer of Huanxi sand is scattered in the air. It has no special offensive and defensive effects, but it has an extremely keen sense of expansion. It can understand the characteristics of the opponent's movements immediately. It is especially effective for melee professions such as sword and body cultivation.
Above the Tongxuan realm, such a method is a barrier; he does not have the ability to form a barrier, and Huanxisha is his low-end version of the barrier. In this barrier, his perception is omnipotent.
At the same time, he secretly held three talismans in his left hand, a spiritual weapon in his right hand, and the basic instant spells in his mouth were well prepared. Even if he didn't use them, he was never careless in his preparations.
The shirtless swordsman walked out of the lake, his strong body and a long sword shining with cold light.
They are thirty feet apart, but the attack distance of his technique will not exceed ten feet. The sword cultivator's ability is only within three feet; the key to victory or defeat often lies in how the sword cultivator closes the distance, but in his case
Under the floating feather escape technique, no sword cultivator can do this.
When Jian Xiu came ashore, the first surprise was that he didn't rush to put on his robe. Maybe he wanted to show off?
The second surprise was that the sword cultivator started running and came straight towards him. It was normal to want to get close to him. What was abnormal was that all the sword cultivators I encountered before were running away instead of running. This made a big difference in speed.
Big difference!
Strange people come swimming in the water, do not wear clothes, and run naked. What is their purpose?
Or, crazy?
... Hou Zi started running, why didn't he escape? In fact, the reason is very simple. His opponent's escape skills are better than others. He will be kited regardless of whether he escapes or not. There is essentially no difference, it's just a relative movement, the faster one.
Always take the initiative. Sword cultivators cannot change this embarrassment until they learn how to fly and can wield a sword.
What's more important is that escaping will affect his ability to draw his sword, as running normally can exert all his power on the sword.
The opponent didn't move. He obviously wanted to wait until he was within the range of the spell before starting to pull the kite. This was also what he wanted.
When the distance reached fifteen feet, Hou Zi stepped sideways while running, raised his sword over his head, and then threw the sword like a javelin.
...Wei Kuiyang was very wary. He was wary of all weird things. It wasn't until the opponent raised his sword and threw it that he breathed a sigh of relief.
All the weirdness, but in the end there is nothing new.
Many swordsmen will choose to throw the sword to get closer, throw the secondary sword, and hold the main sword, hoping that the secondary sword can delay the opponent and create an opportunity to get closer.
It's just a little trick, he's seen too much.
Piao Yu escapes, and his escape technique has a very distinctive feature, which is back escape.
Facing the opponent, he can fly backward without losing any speed. Most people cannot learn this skill. After reaching Tongxuan and above and having divine consciousness, everyone can do it, but now it is not possible. He can fly backward and mix with one foot. Garlic is capable of wrestling.
The sword cultivator controlled the distance well and was still ten feet away, so he decided to dodge the sword first.
Huanxisha gave him a very clear feeling. This sword was just a simple sword throw, with no spiritual control behind it, so he just had to avoid it.
He was still very careful, keeping the avoidance distance at least one foot away, but he would not let the sword pass him by playing tricks. Some swordsmen have sword knowledge and can control the sword to turn slightly, but he would not go for it. This is evil.
His thoughts turned countless times, but in fact, the sword flew towards him in an instant. When the sword came close to him, he felt strange again.
The sword is very heavy. It doesn't seem to be used for delay, but more like a dying blow?
This is unreasonable!
But the sword was so close that he had no time to react. He could only subconsciously reach out and raise the spiritual weapon in his hand in vain!
The sword completely went against common sense. It suddenly sank half a foot and a half. The huge penetrating power penetrated his spiritual weapon, pierced his palm, broke his Qi shield, and instantly penetrated his chest. The remaining power was not exhausted. Nail him to the ground.
