In Dongbian Mountain, Fang Xiaodao's slightly ferocious face finally slowly returned to normal, but the bladeless knife in his hand was still buzzing.
"Huhu."
Fang Xiaodao slowly stopped, his red hair slightly covering the corner of his eyes. At this time, he did not immediately observe Li Longqian's condition.
A total of fifty-nine swords were made in one go, and the connection between the swords was extremely exquisite and ingenious. Even the old man on the side couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw it: "This boy seems to be a little more talented than his master.
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Fang Xiaodao couldn't bear to look up. After all, he was really afraid that Li Longqian had not fallen down at this time. After all, each of his fifty-nine swords was the work of his ancestors. If he took out a sword at random, Fang Xiaodao might be...
After months of endless training, Fang Xiaodao's master Zhan Lexin once said that if the enemy returns after fifty-nine,
If he didn't fall down, then you can't beat this person. That's why Fang Xiaodao was so scared, but he vaguely felt that Li Longqian might really have not fallen down. His fifty-nine blows were already his limit.
, even with one more blow, he might be able to defeat Li Longqian, but he couldn't swing the last blow.
If the art of sword walking is replaced by the art of sword walking, the comparison is actually a question of the number of swords. For example, Fang Xiaodao's master Zhan Lexin can finally make ninety-nine swords in one go, while Fang Xiaodao can only make fifty-nine. In the middle
The difference of forty dollars is a world of difference.
"That's all you have?" Li Longqian was holding a wooden sword, looking extremely embarrassed, and his clothes were in tatters, but Li Longqian did not fall down.
Li Longqian resisted the fifty-nine blows without even returning the blow. No matter how embarrassed he was, it was undeniable that Li Longqian really took the fifty-nine blows from Fang Xiaodao.
"Although I don't understand, I feel like this person is going to win." The girl Xue Qianqian said calmly.
"Not necessarily, that kid is still getting lucky and should be preparing for the next attack." The old man shook his head and replied.
"Senior, how about we make a bet?" the girl asked with a smile.
"If I don't gamble, I will be the one who suffers in the end if I do business with you Yeyangmen." The old man shook his head quickly.
On the other side, Ling Shiqing was extremely excited after seeing that Li Longqian had not lost, but she did not speak. Instead, Chen Banliang scratched his head in confusion, looked at Chen Shisan in front of him and asked: "Ten
Third, if the red-haired guy uses this trick on you, can you catch it?"
"If it's a hard call, Shisan won't be able to catch it." Chen Shisan replied very honestly.
"Then Brother Li is more powerful than you, isn't he?" Chen Banliang exclaimed.
"He and I will win three or seven times, and I will win three times and he will win seven times."
"What do you think about Brother Li and that red-haired monster?" Chen Banliang asked next.
"Li Longqian had the advantage before, but now, it should be 50-50. It depends on the last blow between the two, and the result will come out." Chen Shisan lowered his eyebrows.
"That's not right, you are the weakest among us, right?" Chen Banliang reacted and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"There are many more powerful people in the world than Shisan." Chen Shisan smiled lightly.
"This can't be done. Shisan, you haven't practiced much recently. You have to work harder." Chen Banliang patted Chen Shisan on the shoulder and said in an old-fashioned way.
"Thirteen knows."
Ling Shiqing, who was listening to the conversation between the two, looked helpless. She really couldn't understand how Chen Banliang, who was like a straw bag, had the right to tell Chen Shisan to practice hard.
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"You haven't fallen down yet?"
Fang Xiaodao slowly raised his head, his tone slightly surprised, but it was actually expected.
"Your sword skills are indeed powerful, but there are still two swords left." Li Longqian whispered.
"Two swords?" Fang Xiaodao exclaimed. He originally thought that there was one more sword to go, but Li Longqian said two swords, which surprised Fang Xiaodao.
"Two swords difference." Li Longqian nodded slightly.
"You are more powerful than I thought." Fang Xiaodao bit his lip and replied, with shock that could not be concealed on his face.
"You have one more move, right?" Li Longqian seemed to feel the still surging aura in Fang Xiaodao's body, and he knew that Fang Xiaodao was preparing for the next move.
When Fang Xiaodao heard this, he wiped the blood on his face and said with a cold smile: "My master once said this to me, anyone who can take my fifty-nine blows is someone I can't beat.
I have never believed it, but I have never seen it before, and now that I have seen it, I want to give it a try."
"Then hurry up, the yellow dragon's breath in my body is about to dissipate." Li Long replied with a slight smile.
"interesting!"
Fang Xiaodao laughed loudly, and then he held the bladeless knife in his hand. The surrounding air seemed to condense, and the leaves flew with Fang Xiaodao's breath, as if the entire Dongbian Mountain was moving with Fang Xiaodao's breath.
After Chen Shisan saw Fang Xiaodao's posture, his expression was a bit solemn: "Finally, I have to show my housekeeping skills."
"What's the ability to see?" Chen Banliang asked curiously.
"I don't know, I've never seen Fang Xiaodao used before." Chen Shisan shook his head slightly.
After the old man in the woods on the other side saw this scene, his eyebrows trembled slightly. He did not expect that Fang Xiaodao had learned this trick. After being stunned for a moment, he curled his mouth and muttered to himself: "Zhan Lexin, Zhan Lexin, Zhan Lexin,
You are really not afraid of teaching your disciples how to starve to death, master! You even taught them the skill of leveling the sky with a sword, without sharp edges and doing nothing."
When the girl next to the old man heard this, she couldn't help but murmur softly: "Is this the Heavenly Way Wuwei of Sword Immortal Zhan Lexin?"
"Well, you may not think that this move is very powerful, but it is very powerful. I have suffered losses before." The old man nodded slightly.
"Compared with your sword, which one is more powerful?" the girl asked with a smile.
"You kid..." The old man turned around and glanced at the girl, then curled his lips and said, "You are not a kid anymore."
"I'm just curious. Don't worry." The girl explained in a low voice.
"If my sword cuts through the vastness but encounters Zhan Lexin's Heavenly Wuwei, it might be really hard to say." The old man replied with a pout.
The girl smiled faintly and did not reply, looking intently at the battle ahead.
At this time, Fang Xiaodao's aura was so weird that even Li Longqian, who was standing opposite him, looked a little solemn because he felt that Fang Xiaodao's aura was coming and going, and all the aura was reaching into the sky, as if Fang Xiaodao was at this moment.
People are outside the sky, not standing in front of themselves.
Li Longqian had no intention of fighting back, because the two of them had agreed before that it was just a competition, not a killing, so since it was a competition, there was a winner. If Li Longqian wanted to win, he would win in an honest way.