Chapter 94: His swordsmanship is unknown to everyone
Sword energy itself is transformed from one's own internal force, and Li Longqian suddenly realized a truth when he was in the most danger. When his body was in danger, he would actively condense the breath of the yellow dragon. So since this yellow dragon
Breath can make oneself stronger, Li Longqian is trying
Can you control your own Yellow Dragon's Breath? So the Yellow Dragon's Breath on Li Longqian's body dissipated just now, not because Li Longqian had exhausted it as Master Gui thought, but because Li Longqian dissipated on his own initiative.
The purpose is to reunite, and the place of reunion is the wooden sword in Li Longqian's hand.
In fact, the breath condensed by a master like Duan Chen is transformed by his own internal force, and the internal force is manifested externally.
But this is not the case for people like Li Longqian and Zhu You who are born with breath. Their royal breath does not come from their bodies, but comes from heaven and earth. Even if Xuantian masters can condense breath, their breath comes from internal force.
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However, Li Longqian's breath is inexhaustible from the heaven and earth. There is only one reason that limits the amount of Li Longqian's breath, and that is the size of Li Longqian's own strength. After all, he can hold it.
The amount of water depends on the size of the vessel you use.
Li Longqian sat in front of the tea table and looked quietly at the heavy rain outside. After being silent for a long time, he stood up and walked to Lu Zhengyang's side. He took out Lu Zhengyang's money bag and slapped it on the tea table, and whispered:
"Two old people, please help me settle these people. This place is not peaceful. After settling in, you can do business in another place. I think this money will be enough."
Li Longqian said these words to the two old men who were shivering in the thatched house. The old man nodded to Li Longqian with a slightly numb expression. Li Longqian smiled helplessly, held a flower umbrella and walked towards
In heavy rain.
After a while, Li Longqian untied the reins of the carriage, got on the horse, sat on the bloody horse, and then shouted: "Drive."
In the heavy rain, the young man was angry with the horse with his flower umbrella. Where the horse's hooves trampled, water suddenly appeared. It seemed that there was only one man, one horse and one flower umbrella in this huge world.
The two old men looked at Li Longqian in the heavy rain, still shivering.
The sweaty horse ran for nearly half an hour. Li Longqian was already injured, and coupled with the tossing on the horse's back, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the umbrella. Li Longqian wiped the corner of his mouth and slowly lay down.
On the back of the horse, he said softly to the BMW beneath him: "I can't hold on any longer. Take a rest. Run slower and don't leave me behind."
The sweaty BMW seemed to understand, and actually slowed down his speed. Li Long smiled lightly, then closed his eyes and passed out.
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In the heavy rain, there is a man and a woman. The man is handsome and handsome. He is wearing a black official uniform that makes his figure even more upright. His appearance is nothing more than that. Although the woman is also wearing an official uniform and her exquisite figure is not visible, her sexy figure is not visible.
With a capable appearance and a blue sword in her hand, she looks like a lovely girl, especially with the thousands of blues on her head, revealing her white neck, she is really heroic.
"Brother, when will this heavy rain stop?" The girl stood in the heavy rain and looked at the man aside and asked, her tone full of irritation.
"I don't know how it started raining so hard." The man replied helplessly, subconsciously moving the black umbrella in his hand to the girl's head, even though his shoulders were soaked by the heavy rain.
"If I had known, we wouldn't have come out today." The girl replied with a small mouth.
"If I don't come out today, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle the things master told me again." The man frowned and replied.
"Master, master, you know master, it's not easy to come out once. You don't take me to play with anything, you just know master, master." After the girl finished shouting, she crossed her arms and turned her head. Unlike her, she seemed to only know how to listen.
The big brother who speaks from the master.
The man smiled helplessly, pointed to the ruined temple in front of him and said, "Junior sister, let's walk further ahead, where we can take shelter from the rain."
"snort!"
The girl snorted coldly, stretched out the umbrella in the man's hand, threw the man where he was, and ran towards the ruined temple alone.
The man stood in the heavy rain with a lifeless face. He just smiled and shook his head, then ran after the girl.
The girl ran very fast, not caring about the senior brother behind her. In the blink of an eye, she ran to the entrance of the temple, patted the water droplets on her body, turned to look at the senior brother in the rain and shouted: "Brother, you are so stupid."
"Junior sister, be careful."
The man replied with a smile while running wildly in the heavy rain.
The girl curled her lips, put down the umbrella in her hand, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand and pushed open the temple door, then looked left and right with her big watery eyes, and after making sure that no one was there, she walked in.
The next second, a scream came from the ruined temple.
After hearing the scream, the man cursed secretly, and immediately quickened his pace and rushed towards the ruined temple. However, when the man entered the temple, he found that his junior sister had been raped by someone who was neither a human nor a ghost.
Something grabbed his neck. This person was the ghost master who was injured by Li Longqian just now.
The man stood at the door of the temple and looked Gui Fuzi up and down, and then asked in a low voice: "Gui Fuzi's people?"
Master Gui turned to look at the man, neither admitting nor denying it, but the strength in his hand was a bit stronger.
"Senior brother, save me."
The woman in the hands of the ghost master exclaimed.
"If she dies, you can't run away."
The man frowned and threatened in a low voice.
The ghost master looked at the man, and then at the woman in his hand. He was silent for a moment, and then the eerie voice sounded again: "If I let her go, I won't be able to survive."
The man looked at the wound on Gui Fuzi's abdomen and whispered: "You are a first-class martial artist, but you are still injured. If you really make a move, you won't be able to get away."
Gui Fuzi subconsciously increased the strength of his hands, turned back angrily and shouted: "Are you from the Lijing Sect?"
The man nodded slightly and reached out to take out his waistband.
"Ha ha."
The ghost master's piercing laughter echoed in the ruined temple. The man frowned and looked at the ghost master without saying anything.
"I didn't expect to meet you people from the Lijing Sect here. How about we make a deal?" Master Gui looked at the man and asked.
"Say." The man nodded.
"I know a very big secret now. If you let me go, I will tell you, how about it?"
"Can."
"Seriously?" Master Gui said in a somewhat disbelieving tone.
"You let my junior sister go first." The man replied calmly.
Gui Fuzi turned to look at the girl in his hands, let go and pushed her away, then looked at the man and said, "In addition to the people who hunted down our Corpse Refining Sect for so many years, are you looking for someone else from the Lijing Sect?"
When the man heard this, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened and he asked, "What do you want to say?"
"I said, will you let me go?" Master Gui asked very cautiously.
"Bang!"
The man stretched out his hand to grab the woman, kicked Gui Fuzi in the chest, stepped on Gui Fuzi's body and said: "You are a first-class martial artist who can't go through three rounds in my hands, not to mention you are still injured.
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"It's time to fall out."
Master Gui shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pull off his clothes. The wound slowly flowing with dark red blood suddenly appeared in the man's sight. The man was stunned when he looked at the wound on Master Gui's body.
"Do you recognize this sword wound?"
The ghost master put on his clothes and looked at the man and asked.
The man stood there in silence for a long time, then said one word with slightly trembling lips.
"slave!"
"That's right, it's his swordsmanship." Master Gui nodded slightly.
"Master Nu's seven-move sword is known to everyone in the world. This wound is obviously Master Nu's swordsmanship." The man shouted in a low voice, and then continued: "But slave is dead, and I
Killed by the master himself!"
"The slave is dead, but the person you really want to kill is still alive." Master Gui looked at the man and smiled.
The man turned his head instantly, stretched out his hand to strangle the ghost master's neck, stared and shouted: "Where is he? Are you sure it's him?"
"He is only a sixth-grade warrior now, but he has triggered the Breath of the Yellow Dragon. If not for this, do you think I can't beat a sixth-grade martial artist?" Master Gui looked at the man calmly and explained.
"Breath of the Yellow Dragon!"
The woman on the side exclaimed, looked at the man with wide eyes and shouted: "Brother, if what he said is true, he must be the remnant of the previous dynasty, the person that the master has been looking for for so many years!"
"..."
The man turned his head to look at the woman and was silent for a moment, then slowly released his right hand that was holding Gui Fuzi. The slave's swordsmanship and the breath of the yellow dragon, when these two things are put together, there seems to be one person in the world who can
have.
"Where is he now?" the man asked, looking at the ghost master.
"If I tell you, will you let me go?" Ghost Master asked.
"Compared to him, you are far behind." The man smiled disdainfully.
"Leave the temple gate and walk fifteen miles north. I met him at that place, but I guess he is no longer there now." Master Gui replied without thinking.
The man glanced at Master Gui and snorted coldly: "If you dare to lie to me today, your life will never be spared."
Master Gui nodded and said nothing.
"Junior sister, call Huangniao." The man turned to the woman and told her.
"Okay!" The woman nodded, took out a flute, stood at the door of the temple and played a few times. The big yellow eagle circled three times in the sky, and then landed steadily on the woman's shoulder.
The man took out a pen and paper, wrote a few lines of small words, and handed it to the woman. The woman took the note and tied it to Huang Ying's leg, then patted Huang Ying's head.
The yellow eagle soared into the sky and flew straight towards the dark cloud-covered sky.