The four hundred and sixtieth nine chapters of the same people
There was no response from Jiazi Zhang, and Chen Qing looked a little regretful. Almost the entire wild world belonged to this old guy. He only occupied a sword energy Great Wall, so he didn't dare to go to the city to fight?
Sure enough, if a man is not a swordsman, he can't do it.
Chen Qingdu was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "Is it so difficult to break through the bottleneck of Yupu Realm?"
Wei Jin said truthfully: "It's very difficult for me. I met Senior A Liang by chance and broke through the bottleneck of Yuan Ying. It was a fluke. I have been greedy for God's merits, and I have always felt guilty."
I thought that the boss of the swordsman would make some sarcastic remarks to himself, but Chen Qing nodded, "It is not easy to reach the immortal realm. In fact, it is difficult to break through the realm of sword cultivation."
Wei Jin asked: "Boss Sword Immortal, can you give me a few words of advice for the juniors?"
Chen Qingdu turned to look at the number one swordsman in Aquarius Continent, a young man who openly admitted that he was trapped in love.
As for the Wei and Jin Dynasty, where luck in swordsmanship was relatively rare, being able to reach the fifth level of swordsmanship at the age of forty was considered a great achievement on the Great Wall of Swordsmanship.
How did the Wei and Jin Dynasties do it? In addition to their own good qualifications, they also owe it to that bastard A Liang who taught him the tips and tricks. If you look through the old almanac of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you will find that it is a golden rule for sword cultivation in the world.
Of course, the premise is that he can flip through this old almanac. Of course A Liang has no problem. The kind that has almost been flipped through is called a scholar stealing books, but it is also an elegant thief.
A Liang helped the Wei and Jin Dynasties by overlaying two methods of eating grains and seizing by force. He took risks and broke through the situation in advance, and became the leader of the Aquarius Island swordsmanship first. Strictly speaking, the method is not glorious, nor is it too excessive.
Gao Ming and Chen Qing have lived for thousands of years. Naturally, they can see through Wei and Jin's cultivation base at a glance. There is some truth in the saying that the strong have their luck. Wei and Jin only need to reach the upper five realms and then stay in Aquarius Continent.
, they can occupy a continent, sit on the top of a mountain, with wind and rain coming from all directions, and they can arbitrarily seize the swordsmanship foundation of Aquarius Island. Wei and Jin only need to follow the steps. Anyway, their own qualifications are good enough. After a hundred years, they will slowly improve and they will not go out.
Surprisingly, you can't escape from a fairyland.
The wonderful thing about this man in the Wei and Jin Dynasties was that he gave up at the first sight. He just had a sword fight with Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in Beiju, and after a little strengthening of his Jade Pu Realm cultivation, he immediately gave up on this easily accessible avenue and refused to take it.
Instead, they came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. If it had not been for the emergence of the new Yin Guan, the Wei and Jin Dynasties would most likely have died in this foreign land. In the end, at most, Aquarius Island would have been left with a distant and vague deed of the Sword Immortal.
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Chen Qingdu has always admired such young people.
If you dare to fight for the general trend, you are willing to die!
On the other hand, a certain little bastard is very reluctant to die. But preferring life to death is acceptable to Chen Qingdu, just like himself.
After Chen Qingdu heard Wei Jin's plea, he was not in a hurry to give an answer and said with a smile: "Why didn't you ask this question until today? You Wei Jin are very smart. If you are allowed to live in that small hut behind, you should be very smart."
Clearly, this is my acquiescence. First it was Cao Ci, then Chen Ping'an, and you, not everyone can be neighbors with Chen Qingdu."
Wei Jin looked at the battlefield in the south and said softly: "As the only Sword Immortal of Aquarius Island, I hope that I will come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi selflessly and finally leave the Great Wall of Sword Qi upright. This is one of them, and the other is my hope.
Relying on the sword in exchange for the guidance of the boss swordsman. Senior A Liang gave me guidance back then. I don’t want senior A Liang to feel that I helped a waste when we meet again next time.
Go ahead and eat the swordsman who is waiting to die."
Wei Jin had some words that he did not say.
Senior A Liang once joked to himself when he was drinking with him, saying that it is actually very difficult for the infatuated people in the world to finally get married. After all, today's Yue Lao is involved in the red thread, and he cannot force the girl to go to the sedan chair.
Then take a step back and let yourself live a good life first, so that the girl you missed will have a small regret in her heart in the years to come because of the passing by her in the early years. Maybe she will have a dispute with her husband in the future.
, she could just say that so-and-so was also my admirer in the early years.
Chen Qing liked the openness of Wei and Jin, so he smiled and said: "From now on, every time you accumulate enough small military exploits, I will teach you a sword technique. The rank is not low. It is from a certain old man in my early years."
This is where the great path of friendship lies."
Wei and Jin clasped their fists in salute without saying a word.
In the view of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the mind of sword master and the desire to speak are all related to drawing the sword.
Chen Qingdu shook his head, "It's not very moral."
The old man rubbed his chin and clicked his tongue: "First there was Al Liang, who had been grinding his ears for a hundred years. As soon as he left, there was the second shopkeeper who took over. It seems that it is really difficult to go from extravagance to frugality."
Wei Jin said helplessly: "The younger generation can't learn from it."
The old man smiled and said: "You don't need to learn, let alone you can't learn."
Wei Jin asked: "Will Senior A Liang return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
Chen Qingdu asked: "Have you ever thought about why A Liang wants to teach you how to break through seclusion?"
Wei Jin replied: "I have thought about it, but I just didn't understand it."
"A Liang didn't meet you by chance, he found you on purpose, and then taught you swordsmanship. He didn't have any plans for you, thinking that you would definitely rush to the Great Sword Qi Wall, nor did he think that your achievements were low, so he gave you alms casually so that
You, the future master of swordsmanship and destiny in this continent, are grateful to him, but I sincerely hope that you, Wei Jin, can stand side by side with him, Aliang, in the future. This is true for Wei Jin, and for all the comrades who are walking behind him,
Aliang treats everyone equally."
Chen Qingdu said: "This answer lies in the original meaning of the sword art I taught you. Sword cultivators need to associate with the weak and practice swordsmanship with the strong. Those who regard others as ants are themselves ants. Think back to those days.
, who on the earth is not an ant underfoot?"
Wei and Jin seemed to have some realization.
The old man put his hands behind his back, glanced at the sky, retracted his gaze, and looked towards the southern land.
Swordsman Swordsman, swordsmanship in heaven, guest on earth.
It is a bit interesting when a sword cultivator is obviously a swordsman but is willing to consider himself a swordsman from the bottom of his heart.
In Chen Qingdu's view, Wei Jin just missed something like this. Even though this young swordsman has always been in the Jianghu, in fact, Wei Jin never felt that he belonged to the Jianghu and was a passer-by in the world. In the end, he still had to
Those who go to the mountains to be gods, carry their swords and climb the mountain together, try their best to distance themselves from all the worldly world, and are most afraid of the disturbing karma.
But.
Chen Qingdu raised his eyes and looked into the distance, remembering a painting from his youth.
Sword cultivators climb high and ask questions about swords in the sky. The people with the highest realm are more and more involved with the world. Finally, step by step, very slowly, very slowly, relying on those complicated threads involving people's hearts, it seems to be dragging the entire world upward.
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This is the earliest sword cultivation, and this is the true purity of the sword's heart.
With great perseverance and great desire, shouldering great burdens and enduring great hardships, we must make the whole world go to a higher place.
Regardless of the current sword cultivators or other Qi practitioners, which one does not want to be pure in heart, cut off from the world of mortals, and become a god on the mountain who does not cause any dust?
Even if the vast majority of Taoist cultivators in the world have this kind of mentality, there is still no problem. But once everyone is like this, it will be a big trouble.
Chen Qingdu clasped his hands behind his back, tapped his palms lightly with his palms, and said to himself: "The former can be more, and the latter can be slightly less. People must have both, one is indispensable."
On the southern battlefield.
After exchanging swords with Ning Yao, the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal was slightly injured, but he still refused to fight. He immediately escaped with a strange secret method. At certain places where blood flowed on the battlefield, a circle of extremely powerful figures appeared one after another.
The subtle ripples are obviously the soul of the dead demon swordsman, and the escape trajectory is not a straight line, it seems to have used a formation.
Ning Yao's second sword failed directly. Not only that, there were slight ripples in a blood depression sixty feet away from Ning Yao. For sword cultivators, this distance was so close that the sword immortal was dead.
Shi Shi actually wanted to strike with a fatal blow, Ning Yao became even more ruthless and determined to trade his injuries for his life. She could dodge in time, but she still deliberately froze in the slightest to give the demon clan swordsman a chance.
But the dead soldier also gave up the opportunity, completely gave up the idea of assassination, and chose to stay away from the battlefield.
The golden robe on Ning Yao's body, according to the records in the booklet of Jiazi Zhang, is a well-deserved immortal soldier. It is extremely restrained for a top assassin like him who succeeds in pursuing a single strike.
Ning Yao couldn't find any trace of the opponent. He looked around and saw that there was no trace of the opponent on the nearby battlefield, so he gave up.
However, I have already memorized the escape route of the dead swordsman, and silently deduced it in my mind.
If there is a chance to fight again, Ning Yao will be more measured in his sword use.
What really annoyed Ning Yao was that the Nascent Soul sword cultivator who aimed at Chen Ping'an also failed to hit a single blow, so he retreated decisively. The demon army acted as a natural barrier. Ning Yao handed out his third sword, but was killed by the Nascent Soul sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator barely dodged it, and with a two-hand sword seal, the sword cultivator actually turned into thousands of sword lights, flying in all directions, very fast. Ning Yao raised his hand, leaving behind thousands of discarded sword lights on the earth.
The broken weapons were like flying swords, chasing the sword light one by one.
The sky over the battlefield seemed like a torrential rain covered with tiny flying swords.
At the same time, Ning Yao swept away more than ten feet, bypassed Chen Ping'an in the distance, and struck forward with his sword.
It's just that the Yuanying sword cultivator's flying sword previously attacked Chen Pingan. The so-called failure meant that Chen Pingan was not killed. Chen Pingan was trapped in a large formation. A Yuanying sword cultivator suddenly drew his sword.
There was nowhere to hide, and all he could do was avoid fatal injuries, so the entire shoulder was pierced by the flying sword, and most of the shoulder was blown apart. The sword cultivator used the flying sword to hurt people, not only in terms of sharpness, but also in the sword energy left behind.
, using the small world of the injured person's body as the battlefield, the delicate and complex sword energy and the wisps of sword intent are like countless dragons crossing the river, and the sword energy is like a flood breaking through the embankment and crashing into the acupoints and Qi Mansion.
It is a recognized fact that when someone is injured by Jianxiu's flying sword, it is most difficult to recover from his injuries. It is a well-deserved fact that Jianxiu can be ranked first among the four most difficult ghosts on the mountain.
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On the battlefield, Fan Dache could no longer see Chen Ping'an at all.
The mighty demon army swarmed in from all directions, covering the sky and the earth, obviously intending to surround and kill the young man together.
First, a demon monk recognized the face of the young hermit official. After revealing his identity, the army retreated, which was an instinct for survival.
It was because the young Yin Guan, in a fight with Li Zhen, a retreating disciple of Tuoyue Mountain, not only defeated him, but also beat Li Zhen, the top genius in the wild world, to death. This deed has already spread throughout the demon army.
, and this news is destined to spread slowly southward, becoming a hot topic in the streets and alleys of Daye Mountain, Gaocheng and Xiongzhen in the entire wild world. Year after year, like the grass in Lili, it flourishes everywhere, even for a hundred years.
Afterwards, there are likely to be thoughtful people who remember what happened and talk about it happily after dinner.
What’s more, for many, many years, Lord Yin Guan of the Sword Qi Great Wall was completely equivalent to that “little girl” with braids named Xiao Min.
After the demon army remembered that this Yin Guan was not that Yin Guan, and Chen Ping'an was alone, he was too far alone, and Ning Yao seemed to have no intention of reinforcing the new Yin Guan. As a result, there was no one who was young.
The martial artist killed the demon monk who was his close friend, and he was determined to take revenge. He was willing to exchange his life for the young man's injury. Some people thought that the opponent was just one person, but his own army was heavily formed, so he took the opportunity to secretly throw him away.
It is absolutely safe to cast a spell and smash out a life object. Moreover, the Jindan demon clan and the sword cultivator are extremely precise and ruthless. They do not expect to kill with one blow, but only want to cut the flesh with a blunt knife.
Fighting on the battlefield has a huge appeal. Individuals who are exposed to it will often follow the general trend, be defeated, mutiny, work hard to forget death, and die generously. This is the case.
Finally, the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator's sword injured the young hidden official.
Murderous intent is everywhere and overwhelming.
Fan Dache murmured in the distance: "You shouldn't start the formation like this, it's too dangerous. On this kind of battlefield, nothing is accidental. After all, it's not a martial artist's boxing."
If Ning Yao hadn't been able to control the situation, the second shopkeeper would have definitely ended up dead if he punched like this.
Ning Yao said: "It is precisely because of me that he punches like this. This is the order, and this is the truth."
Ning Yao also knew why Fan Dache was so uneasy. After all, he was still worried about Chen Ping'an's safety.
Ning Yao did not go into details. After all, Fan Dache was not a pure martial artist. The path of practicing swordsmanship was different from that of a pure martial artist who gradually climbed higher and reached the highest level with boxing. It seemed that they were different paths leading to the same destination, but in fact they were quite different.
This is the true martial art of martial arts. Fighting with others with strength and courage is just a small way of martial arts. Using one's own strength and two fists to compete with the world and the earth is the glory of the great road.
The center of the encirclement in the distance almost turned into a slowly moving hill.
While Fan Dache was sheathing his sword, he still couldn't help but ask: "Is this going to be okay?"
Said: "The other party has something to do."
Fan Dache was speechless.
He had no choice but to continue to draw his sword at the edge of the battlefield, trying to take some of the pressure off Chen Ping'an as much as possible.
It doesn't really mean much, but you have to do something.
When dealing with people in the world, if there is nothing you can do, it is a good habit to seek peace of mind as much as possible.
Ning Yao controls the sword fairy and shuttles across the battlefield wantonly, a long golden line, among the monster army, the golden light condenses for a long time. There are both criss-crossing straight lines and crooked golden tracks, which are thousands of feet long.
Everywhere they looked, there were fragments of limbs torn apart by the golden sword, and the golden light itself was like a natural talisman array. The sword had a very heavy meaning, and the sword energy was flowing out all around, making the demon army miserable.
, many middle-level and fifth-level monks simply lay down on the ground to avoid those long golden lines that were higher up and were gathering more and more densely.
Many dragon gate realm, golden elixir monks and monsters have quickly left this suspended golden sword array.
Ning Yao glanced at the golden thread on the battlefield, and after gathering enough sword energy, he made a seal with his fingers and drew downwards gently.
It was like a heavy rain that hovered in the air, almost like a huge pond that was barely above the ground, and then suddenly fell to the ground.
On Chen Ping'an's battlefield, the ground shook, and the fists were as powerful as thunder.
The monsters that were close to him were scattered in all directions, and a hilltop formed by the monster army seemed to be shattered from it.
Fan Dache breathed a sigh of relief and finally saw Chen Pingan's figure. He looked a little embarrassed, his clothes were ragged, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his fist power was so strong that it was almost visible to the naked eye. It flowed through Chen Pingan's body, like a god protecting his body.
This is probably the most veritable martial arts state in the world.
Although Fan Dache is a swordsman and dreams of becoming a swordsman, after witnessing this scene, he has to admit that it is extremely arrogant for a martial artist to be caught in a battle and his golden body is indestructible.
Chen Ping'an was hit in the back by a brilliant spell, and he staggered only a step. He took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, straight forward ten feet, using his fists to clear the way.
A monk from the military demon tribe used a large halberd to sweep across his waist, sending Chen Ping'an flying dozens of feet away. By the way, he had dozens of Taoist magic powers and dozens of natal attack weapons, following him like a shadow.
In the blink of an eye, as soon as Chen Ping'an landed, another small hill formed on the battlefield and disappeared.
Fan Dache is good at not doing unnecessary things.
But Fan Dache became more and more frightened. Are those demon monks crazy? Are they all so willing to risk their lives?!
Ning Yao still left the front line to Chen Pingan, who was heavily injured. She could at most help draw swords, involve both sides of the battlefield, and use the sword to cut off some of the horizontal thickness of the monster army.
As a fairy weapon, the sword fairy already had a clear understanding of it. The ignorant child who was babbling and learning words had a little enlightenment, and he was obviously very happy at the moment.
In the past, in the hands of Chen Pingan, it was indeed a bit frustrating. Being treated by a master who was not even a swordsman, he could just come and go as he called. The key was to fight to the death every time. Every time the sword immortal appeared in the world, he would
Far from enough fun.
Although Ning Yao was calm and calm, her sword was calm, and her sword was always accurate, it did not mean that she was not worried about Chen Ping'an's situation at all.
On the battlefield, how much credit did you have for killing Lord Yin Guan of the Sword Qi Great Wall?
In the Sixty Military Accounts of the Savage World, there is great controversy about this matter, and it is roughly divided into three views.
A group of military officers led by Geng Yin Zhang believed that killing the hidden official Chen Pingan was regarded as killing a Jade Pu realm swordsman. The reason was that although Chen Pingan was a new hidden official and held a high position in the Great Wall of Sword Qi
, and he was stationed in the Yinguan lineage, arranging troops and formations, which caused great losses to the wild world. There is no doubt about this, but after all, Chen Ping'an was not a sword cultivator, and in terms of realm, he was really not high.
Although he can kill Li Zhen with his fists in a fight, he may not actually have the combat power of a Nascent Soul peak sword cultivator, so it is most reasonable and reasonable to add a Shangyin official status and treat him as a Jade Pu realm swordsman.
Another large group of military tents headed by Ding Mao's military tent, together with the two throne demons Yang Zhi and Huang Luan's second opinion, all believed that this young hermit official was both a real threat and a symbol of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Meaning, killing Chen Ping'an, his military achievements are equivalent to those of a swordsman in the immortal realm, and it is not too much to be regarded as a great swordsman.
Apart from this, there is another lonely Jia Shen tent, which puts forward an even more shocking view. As long as Chen Ping'an can be killed, the military merit should be at least between those of killing Dong Sangen, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi, Lao Deaf
Son, between these two groups of sword immortals, Nalan Shaowei, even if their combat prowess is equal to that of an Ascension Realm swordsman, there is nothing wrong with them!
After endless debates, Jiazi Zhang specially compiled their opinions and finally decided on the size of the battle, in terms of killing a Great Sword Immortal. However, since he was between Nalan Shaowei and Yue Qing, he could not simply be regarded as an ordinary Great Sword Immortal.
Fan Dache's heart trembled.
On the battlefield in the distance, Chen Ping'an, who was in charge of starting the battle, was hit by a demon monk with both fists in the direction of Fan Dache for the first time.
Chen Ping'an twisted his body in the air, dodged some key spells and magic weapons, and forced himself to hold on to the rest. He landed on the ground, slid back five or six steps, stomped hard on the ground, and returned to the battlefield at a faster speed.
, directly find the demon monk who is also a pure martial artist. The latter is not only the leader of an army of demons, but also a monk. In addition, he travels far away. After transforming into a human form, he is tall and has no weapons at his side.
His body was all muscular and imposing.
On the front line, two pure warriors charged towards each other. The two sides exchanged fists with each other. The fists were violently shaken, and the surrounding monster army was repulsed by the majestic fist force.
The Yuanyou Realm Demon Clan and Chen Ping'an each received a punch, but neither of them took a step back. Then they exchanged punches, each receiving a punch on the front door, and their heads swayed back.
The sounds on the battlefield were like dull drum beats.
The Far Traveling Realm monster clan roared, asking the nearby Jindan and Dragon Gate Realm monks not to care about their own life or death, and just throw all their magic weapons and spells at them.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Pingan exchanged his hands and delivered sixteen punches in succession.
Since the opponent dares to stay still, he will not move. Regardless of the identity of the two parties or what camp they are in, there is no more enjoyable way for a martial artist to change fists than to change fists on the same spot.
Go straight, fair and aboveboard, as long as the punch is high enough and the punch is heavy enough, the opponent will fall to the ground obediently, as if along the way of boxing, you are acknowledging your ancestors to the one with higher punches!
Among the sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage, Deng Liang is the one with the most stable temperament. He was a sword cultivator from Shanze Yexiu, and was later accepted by the sect and became a genealogy master. He knows the muddy taste of the world best, and has also been exposed to the caves on the mountain.
His fairy spirit is ethereal, and his temper is naturally not irritable.
Almost everyone's peace of mind is achieved bit by bit.
But for some unknown reason today, Deng Liang suddenly overturned the bookcase.
Then Deng Liang calmed down instantly, said I'm sorry, sat there for a while, then got up and silently set up his desk.
Chou Miao Jianxian shook his head gently, indicating that everyone did not need to say anything.
Chou Miao made such a statement, and the other sword cultivators had no choice but to follow
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Turning a blind eye, even the sword cultivators such as Scrophulariaceae and Cao Gun, who were from a foreign country like Deng Liang, remained silent.
Dong Bu glared at Guo Zhujiu, who was winking at him.
What the hell, Deng Liang likes her and Dong Bu does, but that’s not the reason why Dong Bu likes him.
Deng Liang looked gloomy, took out a wine bottle, and drank in silence.
During the previous process of asking the Great Wall of Jianqi for swordsmanship, there were three young geniuses from the Great Wall of Jianqi who were destined to be destroyed by flying swords.
The three Sword Immortal embryos who could be regarded as outstanding in the Great Wall of Sword Qi were cut off from the road. There was no suspense and no chance.
Then in this melee, four more people were attacked and killed by the demon clan's death warrior sword cultivators. As for the young sword cultivators who were not on the book, there were even more.
This is the result of the fact that there are still two sword immortals stationed on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and more than forty earthly immortal sword cultivators, who temporarily came to the city to support and ambush in the dark.
The aura of the Sword Qi Great Wall dropped sharply.
The daily consumption of materials is a huge amount of expenditure that no sect in the world can imagine. Once converted into immortal money, the monks who are in charge of money income and expenditure can make Taoist thoughts even if they just glance at the numbers on the account books.
Unstable.
The transformation of heaven and earth between the two sides has been subconsciously accelerated by the wild world.
According to the secret revealed by the Lord Yin Guan, every time the saints of the three religions took action before, it was actually not easy. After working together to create the long golden river that divided the battlefield, it was more like a resolute decision with no turning back.
, or in other words, if there is a way out, we won’t take it.
The general trend is approaching fiercely, no matter how hard the Yin Guan lineage tries their best, no matter how hard the sword cultivators at the city head forget about life and death and use all their strength to kill the enemy with their swords, they can delay the general trend for a moment, and it seems that it will be difficult to change the direction of the general trend after all.
Deng Liang was born as a wild cultivator, so it was not that he could not accept failure, but he had never felt so aggrieved, useless, and angry. In the end, it turned into a kind of depression, and he could only drink to drown his sorrows.
The more he was in the summer palace, the more he could access first-hand information and see the overall situation. When Deng Liang saw each battle and the gains and losses of both sides, the more thoroughly Deng Liang felt about the trend of the entire war.
The deeper it is, the more powerless it will make him feel.
Lin Junbi was just busy with his affairs.
Chou Miao glanced at Lin Junbi, and the young swordsman nodded without revealing any trace. Lin Junbi, the proud man of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, would have a higher road.
Lin Junbi didn't know that he had such a low opinion in Chou Miao's mind.
After arriving at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the first thing Lin Junbi learned was to lower his posture and lower it again.
In fact, although Lin Junbi gives people the impression of being scheming, quick-witted, and spiritual, and is extremely outstanding, he still does not give people the feeling that he is as trustworthy as Chou Miao. It is like a piece of innate jade that is perfectly crafted the day after tomorrow.
Precisely because of this, of course this was just a comparison between Lin Junbi and Chou Miao. In the lobby of the Summer Palace, the other sword cultivators all recognized Lin Junbi's three-handle chair and sat firmly.
Chou Miao and Lin Junbi are exactly the opposite, simple and restrained.
This young swordsman, with a lot of legendary deeds, became a swordsman in the Yinguan lineage, but he is not a new Yinguan. He is a little shorter and has never said any words that make people admire him.
I have never done anything shocking.
But it can convince the public and make people trust him.
Everyone in the Yinguan lineage has probably thought about it. If something happens to the young Yinguan, who will be the next Yinguan? It must be Chou Miao, not Lin Junbi.
Lin Junbi doesn't have much resentment about this. He has to admit that his skills are inferior to others. Lin Junbi has never been afraid of dealing with masters. He learns everything quickly, as long as it is not a life-and-death game. After the competition, his chess skills have improved, and he has won everything.
Money in your own pocket.
Lin Junbi knew very well that the ability of Sword Immortal Chou Miao to convince the public was not just because of Chou Miao's high level.
There are many things about Chou Miao that are worth studying and studying.
For example, no one would think that Chou Miao Jianxian was the kind of smart person with amazing talents and endless plans.
Anyone's first impression will never be like this.
As for Chou Miao, he has great swordsmanship, but has a gentle temperament and no edge.
The impression given by the young hidden official is that he is not very high-level, but he is very good at fighting. He is deep and scheming, but he turns out to be a good person.
In addition, many sword cultivators in the Yinguan lineage have their own strengths. Lin Junbi will benefit a lot every day from practicing here, so why should he leave?
Even if Chen Pingan drives him away, Lin Junbi may not leave now.
Lin Junbi glanced at the main seat that was currently unoccupied, and shook his head slightly. He would not leave until he left, but he would definitely not be a hidden official.
Chen Sanqiu took a look at the situation approaching the battlefield, thought for a moment, and called Dong Hua Fu together. He approached Chen Ping'an with his sword and asked Fatty Dong and Die Zhang to put more effort into it. They would return immediately after they took a breather.
reinforce.
The two men changed the battlefield with their swords, almost forming a rivalry with Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao.
Dong Huafu squatted on the long sword and began to conclude, "Compared to Sister Ning's opening of the formation, it will be slower."
Dong Huafu thought for a while and remembered that the second shopkeeper's natal magical power was the bookkeeper, so he made up for it, "But A Liang said that men can't be too fast."
Chen Sanqiu laughed heartily.
Unexpectedly, the second shopkeeper was hit by a demon monk from the military clan wearing golden crow armor, who seemed to have forcibly broken the formation with a punch. He penetrated the formation of the army that was thinned by Chen Sanqiu's sword, and finally fell to the ground not far from Chen Sanqiu, rolling over.
Then he stood up and smashed an artifact that was like a gangrene attached to the bone with one punch. He changed his fist stance and forcefully took a breath of pure Qi to stabilize his body. The wounds on his body burst open and blood flowed.
The robes borrowed from the Yin Guan lineage of sword cultivators have all been almost used up, and the last robe is worn on the body. This robe has long been torn to pieces, and the upper body is almost exposed, with injuries all over the body and bones exposed everywhere.
Chen Ping'an put on the last Ning Mansion green shirt robe and turned to look at Dong Heitan.
Chen Pingan smiled.
Ning Yao also smiled from a distance.
Dong Hua Fu responded with a silly smile.
Chen Ping'an leaned back, narrowly avoiding a stern sword light that attacked from behind. Before falling to the ground, he slapped the ground with his palm, turned around, stepped out, and finally used the Shukchi Talisman for the first time.
In an instant, he came to the side of the demon sword cultivator who had been sneaking out his sword many times. He swept his arm across and swept off his head. He lowered his head and bent down, using the sword cultivator's headless corpse as a shield to hit him sideways.
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A dull-looking demon monk, who looked like a middle-aged man, picked up a broken sword from somewhere on the ground. He was of low quality and barely looked like a sword. He took a step forward and came to Chen Pingan's side.
The sword struck down, there was no bright sword light, no sharp sword intention, just as silent as the person holding the sword, but Chen Pingan didn't even have time to use the square inch talisman, and reached the top with his fist intention, and finally held the sword edge with both hands, still
He was struck by a sword and his whole body fell into the ground.
The man did not think about using brute force to cut off the opponent's hands and entire shoulders. He casually drew out the ordinary long sword and slashed at Chen Ping'an's neck.
Chen Pingan directly made a fist with his left hand and put it against his heart. The man obviously had a slight accident. His sword would indeed change its trajectory midway, breaking the opponent's heart. At the critical moment of changing the sword, the man took a step forward, and his figure was as ethereal as a flying sword.
He came directly behind Chen Pingan, twisted the tip of the sword very casually, and stabbed back, hitting Chen Pingan's back spine. Almost at the same moment, Chen Pingan made a fist with the dragon. The tip of the sword was blocked for a moment, and with the help of a sword
With his strength, Chen Pingan should have rushed forward more quickly, but Chen Pingan still moved a few steps laterally. As expected, the "second" sword-wielding man appeared directly in front of Chen Pingan's original position, and struck down with his sword.
The man smiled slightly, increased his strength, and gently grasped the sword.
On the battlefield, nearly a hundred sword cultivators appeared instantly, surrounding Chen Pingan in a circle. They were still holding swords, without any flying swords. They used various sword postures to stab Chen Pingan directly with the tip of the sword.
Not only that, there was a man holding a sword in six places outside the circular sword array, seemingly waiting for Chen Pingan to use the square inch talisman.
Beyond this, in front of Ning Yao, Fan Dache, Chen Sanqiu and Dong Huafu, another huge circular sword formation appeared with everyone holding a sword.
One-man swordsman challenge Chen Pingan, Ning Yao, Chen Sanqiu and Dong Huafu, two young geniuses who are on the Jiazi account book, plus a Jindan sword cultivator who is not on the book.
This man, the real target of the sword, is both Chen Ping'an and Fan Dache.
As for what the outcome will be, he has already given the choice to all the sword cultivators of his age in the Great Wall of Sword Qi anyway. He actually doesn't care much about the outcome.
When it comes to swordsmanship, it’s best to be the one who knows how to draw the sword. The merits in battle are secondary.
Each person holding the sword, real or fake, will share the combat power, so he needs to make accurate calculations.
The man holding the sword seemed a little helpless, and his already ethereal figure suddenly dispersed.
The remaining sword-holders were all targeted one by one by as few as two or three, as many as five or six flying swords.
But the young hermit official remained unmoved.
The disappearing man, who also covered his face and concealed his appearance, took one last look at Chen Ping'an, smiled knowingly, and said the next sentence in the mellow and elegant words of Haoran Tianxia: "We are of the same kind."
This strange swordsman who appears inexplicably, appears and disappears with ghosts and ghosts, has gone somewhere unknown.
Chen Pingan put away all the flying swords and classified them into a "moon at the bottom of the well". The natal magical power of this flying sword is that the moon shines on the deep well. As long as there are ripples in the lake in his heart, every time he draws and retracts the sword, it will be
A bright moon shatters and becomes full again, all in just one thought of Sword Cultivator.
Wen finally managed to raise two natal flying swords, but the Jing Diyue had to show up in advance.
Chen Ping'an cursed those stupid fellows in his heart.