However, as the rain continued, Lu Zhanyuan chuckled, and the sunspot hit the ground with a "pop" sound, which directly determined the outcome.
"Yuanlong, Yuanlong, you've fallen into trouble again."
There was no "underhanded move" in this game, Zhuge Yuanlong just bluffed himself.
Elder Yuan Long sighed. He had just been thinking about guarding against the opponent's "underhanded moves", but he didn't pay much attention to the chessboard.
"Great Elder, it's really tiring to play chess with you."
"Then you are still looking for me? Why, are you addicted to being abused?" the Taoist boy asked with a smile. But Zhuge Yuanlong said the truth:
"It's just a way to polish my mind."
But having said that, what Elder Yunlong thinks in his heart is not that simple. During the period of playing chess with the great elder, he has experienced "the blind method of changing pieces", "the method of hiding chess in space", "automatic moving of pieces on the chessboard", etc.
There are all kinds of strange spells, and it is absolutely impossible to say that I don't feel a little unhappy.
And Lu Zhanyuan naturally knew his purpose of sharpening his mind, so he deliberately made so many tricks.
"Haha, it's okay for him to deceive special disciples with his illusory formation, but if the person coming is an elder from the inner sect outside the sect, he might be able to see through it at a glance."
Afterwards, the two played a new round again.
However, Elder Lu took it personally, so I said bluntly:
"What should I say?" Yi Xifeng wiped the sweat from under his head and asked breathlessly.
As soon as I mentioned this, the fair young man immediately understood. No wonder when I was running my inner energy just now, I always felt that the Night Sword Hanxing was about to escape my control. It turned out to be that reason. Epilepsy.
Although the fair young man was ridiculed a few times by the other party, he was not discouraged. That was the worst solution I could think of.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, I saw that the fair young man's entire left arm had followed the sword into the wall. If my right palm had supported the wall in time, I might not have retreated at this moment.
"Great Elder, why haven't you seen that kid these days?"
"His swordsmanship is not interesting at all." Xizhou Sword Spirit suddenly said something enthusiastic, which made Yi Xifeng, who was practicing Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword, look sideways.
…
Just halfway through the shout, the Ye Jian Hanxing outside his hand suddenly appeared out of control, dragging Yi Xifeng's body around and hitting the stone wall.
"Little elder, he should let me cultivate for a while. If such a bad seedling makes any mistakes during cultivation, it will be a small loss to the sect."
"Xiaoyao Jing...hey!"
Ever since Yi Xifeng came back from the Kingdom of Beasts, he has been shining brightly. He single-handedly faced off against three masters of the Dacheng Realm of chivalry and remained invincible. This strength was enough to attract the attention of the senior officials of the Zhenwu Dao Palace.
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A stick of incense passed by in a hurry. At this time, the damaged stone wall had not yet been restored to its original state. However, if no one was careful to observe, some clues could still be found.
Then, he heard a small shout, and veins popped up in Ye Feng's eyebrows. He pulled hard and pulled his arm out of the crack in the stone, but the Night Sword Hanxing was stuck outside.
"Ti Feng Sword Formation", "Ling Hua Sword Technique", "Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword", "Leading Thunder Sword Technique" and so on. Of course, those sword techniques are not practiced by every one, but by looking for these
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[Search "Spring Gift" on the Xiaoxiang app to get 500 book coins for new users, and 200 book coins for old users] The fair young man held the Night Sword Hanxing in his hand and kept waving it, trying to find the secret of the Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword, but he only practiced it a few times
A hundred times ago, I still got something.
"Fortunately, the entrance to the hole is small." Yi Xifeng picked up the Hanxing Sword and hurried in. I looked at the entrance of the hole and the gravel on the ground behind my eyes, and I was speechless. It would be very unlikely to fill it up again.
No, I can only think of another way. Epilepsy
"Cultivation?" After hearing what the young elder said, Zhuge Yuanlong suddenly frowned. Yi Xifeng had just returned from the Kingdom of Beasts. Logically speaking, he should practice less for a while to settle himself, but instead took it easy.
hope for success.
"strength!"
The fair-skinned young man walked to a stone wall with the sword in hand, and tried to keep his body relaxed. Then, a stream of light golden inner energy shuttled between the various meridians, and finally gathered at a point in the palm of his hand and flowed into the sword body.
There was a "boom" and dust flew up.
Xizhou Sword Spirit frowned and asked: "What is 'reinforced concrete'?"
"What I mean, junior, is to let the sword play freely, and you just have to follow it, right?"
Before pulling out his arm, the fair young man first used the Four Yang Kung Fu to repair the scars under his upper arm. Before moving his muscles, he suddenly punched the foot of the stone wall. Epilepsy.
Swordsmanship has been practiced, not the inner strength that has been instilled.
At the foot of the mountain in front of the Zhenwu Dao Hall, Yi Xifeng turned over all the techniques and moves that I had memorized in the Divine Realm Capital. Ever since I was in front of the elders of the Zhenwu Dao Hall, I have been running outside the Scripture Collection Pavilion day and night.
Over the past few years, I have memorized almost all the exercises in half of the Sutra Pavilions, and now it is time to take them out and practice them.
"He knows that the skills that the big man fused are very weird, and his self-healing ability is not as good as these panaceas. Moreover, the big man is also stupid, so he only has to worry about something going wrong."
"That kid is practicing on the back mountain."
…
There was a loud bang, and the stone wall suddenly cracked, and with a "bang" in front of it, the entire seven feet deep of the stone wall was broken into large stones, and there was only a crisp "crack" sound.
, Ye Jian Hanxing also fell to the ground.
"Haha, other sword techniques are driven by people driving the sword, but this move is driven by the sword driving people. I think the person who created this technique must be a wonderful person."
"Well, you can always break the stone into powder and then transform it into reinforced concrete, right?"
The bad thing is that there are people on Qi Shang. The Zhenwu Dao Hall has no regulations and prohibits its disciples from privately opening caves in the front mountain.
For example, "Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword" and "Youlong Zhenyi" are more suitable for me. The latter does not have the reference of the Eighteen Swords of Chasing the Wind, and the former does not have the foundation of Youlong Taichi style. Compared with these beginners,
I want to be less smooth.
"Um...a composite material with nothing else on it."
Yi Xifeng dusted off his hands, laughed, and said to Xizhou:
As he was talking, Yi Xifeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and I quickly picked up the Hanxing Sword and walked towards the stone wall again. "Haha, he will know what is right and wrong when he tries it."
"You're done! How about the Sword Spirit descendants? Please comment."
As soon as he heard those words, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but click his tongue. That sword spirit was pretty bad in every aspect. Now that he likes to show off his skills, he still needs to practice his swordsmanship.
"It seems that I need to practice a little before and get used to it."