The three black iron chains on the front of the right ridge were dancing like water plants, wrapping around the flying sword. But as soon as they came into contact with the blue light, they were blown away by the huge energy and were thrown heavily to the ground, leaving two clear marks.
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Youjie was shocked.
The mace in his hand swung forward subconsciously. He did not believe that such a flying sword known for its sophistication could actually block his dungeon technique. When the green light on the flying sword hit the barb of the mace, his right hand
Ke paid the price for his doubts. He felt a huge, suffocating power constantly coming from the mace. The originally dim luster of the club's body became brighter and brighter, and the spiritual energy in his body was like a sword.
The river water from the dike generally flows towards the stick body.
The body involuntarily stepped back, one step, two steps, three steps, five steps, each step leaving a clear footprint on the floor. The flying sword vibrated rapidly, like a hungry beast, impatient to wait for him.
Rushing in. The place where the mace and the flying sword meet shines with a dazzling green light.
"What a powerful force."
Before he could think about it, he slapped his left hand on the back of his right hand, and the mace released a ball of dark red light. With a harsh sharpening sound, he forcefully opened the flying sword.
Jiang Xueqin showed a playful look on her face, as if she was a little satisfied with Youjie's performance. The woman wielded her pen like a sword, controlling the flying sword filled with green light, and swung it vertically and horizontally, while gusts of wind roared on the ring.
He swung his sword with both hands, blocking left and right to prevent the flying sword from getting close. For a moment, the arena was filled with dripping sword energy and howling wind.
When Chen Yunsheng saw this, he sighed softly, turned around and waved to Xu Bailu behind him. The young apprentice walked over obediently and stood beside him with his hands tied respectfully.[
Chen Yunsheng pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Sit down."
Xu Bailu acted as she was told, but she didn't dare to take it seriously. Her behavior revealed a sense of respect from the bottom of her heart.
"Senior Sister Jiang's sword-wielding skills are among the best in the Tianqiong Sect. You should watch carefully." Chen Yunsheng said seriously.
Xu Bai nodded and said quietly: "Disciple is watching."
"Oh? Then what do you think she has a chance of winning?" Chen Yunsheng nodded.
Xu Bailu was silent for a while, as if thinking about something. When he saw Youjie firing the flying sword for the fifth time, he said: "Senior Sister Jiang did not want to defeat the opponent with the flying sword."
"Why do you see it?" Chen Yunsheng asked curiously.
"Although Senior Sister's sword is very fierce, it can't hurt the right shoulder. He is born in the earth element, and he is originally a tough guy. How smart is Senior Sister, how can she still fight hard despite knowing this? She clearly has other ideas.
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Chen Yunsheng nodded. Although he felt that Jiang Xueqin's flying sword would be difficult to defeat the opponent, he could not see that the woman had no intention of defeating her opponent with the flying sword.
"But it seems a little insufficient from this point of view. Have you found any other evidence?" Chen Yunsheng deliberately forced this unhurried young apprentice to observe his reaction.
Xu Bailu said meticulously: "My disciple also practices swordsmanship and has an indescribable feeling for people who use swords. In other words, my disciple feels that Senior Sister Jiang is brewing something. That terrifying sword just wants to disturb
It’s just the other person’s way of thinking.”
While the two were talking, there was a new change in the arena.
The right crotch bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The surface of the arena instantly began to vibrate extremely strongly. Three breaths later, several black iron chains emerged from the floor, like spring grass or bean sprouts. The entire arena seemed to be a
In the wasteland covered with black grass, black iron chains swayed constantly, like arms from the underworld.
Jiang Xueqin was taken aback by this change. Before she had time to think about it, her body was already floating in mid-air. This sudden change disrupted her thoughts and made her seem a little passive.
Youjie's face is darker, his hair is messy, and his face is a bit ferocious. He stands in the middle of the black iron chains, his whole body is wrapped in layers of black iron chains, and the flying sword can no longer come within three feet of him.[
"Brother!"
Zuo Ke, who was in the west stand, exclaimed, obviously this spell was beyond his expectation.
Gongsun Xing on the side took a long breath, fiddled with the tea cup in his hand, and said thoughtfully: "This right crotch is still very powerful at critical moments. This little girl's skin is somewhat dangerous."
Zuo Ke obviously heard a hint of sympathy from Gongsun Xing, which was a bit unfair to the senior brother who was still fighting. He had already slandered Gongsun Xing a thousand times in his heart when he saw the beautiful woman and even forgot his last name.
all over.
He stared at Jiang Xueqin, who was flying in the air, and said coldly: "If you admit defeat, I will stop. Otherwise, the consequences will be difficult to predict."
Although Jiang Xueqin was a little confused by the other party's sudden outburst, it was impossible for her to admit defeat. She looked at the other party calmly and said in a hurry: "If you have any ability, just come over."
Youjie glared, and more than a dozen thick chains quickly wrapped around the sky. Jiang Xueqin's sword technique was easily waved, blocking the more than a dozen chains. Although the clouds looked calm and the wind was light, every sword thrust was not easy.
, everything from the sword body to the hilt to her palm vibrated slightly. In the world transformed by the sea of consciousness, traces of light flashed in the sky. This was a sign of poor control over the flying sword. If these iron chains were
No matter how high the speed is, it may be difficult to control the flying sword.
The right shoulder suddenly shot out a magic spell, and dozens of black chains were shot towards Jiang Xueqin as if they were covering the sky. Those chains that were not shot were swaying on the ring, like poisonous snakes spitting out letters.
Sweat dripped from Jiang Xueqin's temples and stained her clothes along her pink neck.
After knocking away a crystal drop of sweat, Jiang Xueqin flipped his wrist and threw out the White Rainbow Sword, placing his fingers on the end of the sword's hilt. In an instant, the sword emitted a brilliant glow, and the bright white sword stood erected in mid-air, like a sword.
Like a lotus hanging upside down, the shadows of several flying swords spread from the sword in the center to the surroundings. The colors of these shadows became more and more real, and finally turned into real flying swords. The flying swords fell off layer by layer, as if
An undefeated lotus blooms. At first, the number of sword blades is only a dozen, but after three breaths, it actually turns into dozens.
Dozens of flying swords whizzed towards those black chains, bursting into a series of dizzying sparks in mid-air. The crisp sound of strikes resounded over the ring. Compared to the previous thrilling fight, this fight seemed much more elegant.
, even this series of banging sounds like chimes are heart-shaking, like playing music.
The spectators watching the battle all around were whispering to each other about the battle situation, while shaking their heads and sighing at the visual impact that only this penetrating monk could bring to them.
The truth is to be heard in the morning and die at night. For many Jinsha people who have never even left the village where they live, it is a pity in their lives to see such a wonderful fight.
Jiang Xueqin finally released all his sword intent. The flying swords with white light were like fish swimming in the sky, calmly resisting the whistling black chains. The flying swords gathered around Jiang Xueqin into a white light with a radius of several feet.
The sword light was sharp, and although the black chain's attack was fierce, it was still impossible to penetrate even half an inch of the light ball.
The woman's face showed the unique feeling of being immersed in pleasure. She waved her delicate hands, and the white rainbow sword was really like a thunderous giant, knocking down those black chains that kept rolling up every time.
There was a kind of stubborn madness on Youjie's face, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Driven by his strong force, the chains were repelled time and time again, and attacked again and again. If someone was close to him at this moment, they would be able to hear the sound coming from him.
There were waves of low "ho ho" sounds coming out of his mouth.
Chen Yunsheng saw the flying swords all over the sky, and finally sat up straight. He closed his eyes silently, relying on his Yuan magnetism to feel the force between the sword and the chain. In his sea of consciousness, hundreds of flying swords
The sword and the chain are so clear, and a series of magnetic lines run through the two unrelated things. Every time they collide, a small protrusion bursts out from the magnetic wires. Every time a smooth magnetic line
When it cracks, it means there must have been a huge impact.
He opened his eyes and saw Xu Bailu beside him standing up excitedly, pressing his hands tightly on the armrest in front of him, his fingers turning white from the exertion.
"Can you see how many swords Senior Sister Jiang has distributed in total?" Chen Yunsheng asked.
Xu Bailu didn't expect the master's sudden question. She was stunned for a moment before he hesitated and said: "Probably, about two hundred."
"There are two hundred and fifty-two swords in total. This should be her limit. She has grown a lot compared to when she was at Taibai Peak. I remember that when she was still in the foundation building stage, she could turn her sword into rain and her sword into rain.
Silk, but it is lacking in power. Unexpectedly, in these years, your senior sister actually gave up on the cultivation of transformation, devoted herself to exploring the power of the sword, and finally achieved something." Chen Yunsheng's words revealed a hint of success.
A hint of relief and emotion. In fact, if we talk about the imperial weapon alone, Jiang Xueqin is far better than him.
Seeing that Xu Bailu was silent, Chen Yunsheng thought that he was impressed by Jiang Xueqin's flying sword skills, so he said: "If you practice hard, you will one day be able to be as capable as her."
Xu Bailu shook his head and said: "My disciple only feels that Senior Sister has wasted so many flying swords."
Chen Yunsheng felt strange, frowned and asked: "What do you think?"
Xu Bailu pointed at the brilliance in the sky and said: "These swords seem to form a sword formation, but in fact the coordination between them is very crude. If they are well matched, I believe that half the number can take down the man with a black face."
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Chen Yunsheng's face was calm, but he was extremely surprised in his heart. It was simply unbelievable that a person who had no knowledge of the martial arts could say such a thing. It is said that what is lost is harvested in the east. Could it be that God has taken back Xu Bailu's power to cast Five Elements spells?
Gave him an excellent sword-wielding talent?
Seeing that Chen Yunsheng was silent for a long time, Xu Bailu asked anxiously: "Master, did Bai Lu say what Meng Lang said?"