Two hundred and twentieth nine chapters winning streak
"I can't believe that the majestic Sword Demon Mo Li has such leisurely and elegant temperament to train a child."
Suddenly, a cold voice came from the sky above the small courtyard.
The sound came from the roof of the house, and there was a man standing there, a man in black.
Li Qiye was not surprised. He didn't even raise his head. He just picked up the tea cup on the table and poured a cup of tea. Then he smiled and said, "Aren't you tired after watching for so long? Why don't you come down and have a cup of tea?"
There was no response, only the sound of a strong wind breaking through the air, and then, a black figure appeared in front of Mo Li's eyes.
He is a man in his thirties, with a handsome face, pale and cold face, and a pair of eyes like blades, cold and sharp.
There was a long and dark knife hanging from his waist, and the knife was filled with a frightening evil aura!
The No. 1 Ouchi secret agent in the world, returns to the sea with a sword!
"Please sit down!"
Mo Li raised his hand and said without the slightest surprise. With his martial arts skills and the aura of a swordsman like Gui Hai Yi Dao, it was almost impossible to get close to him quietly.
"No need, I'm here just to ask you a few questions."
Guihai's sword is like a sword, and his words are straightforward.
"You can ask, but I don't guarantee that I will answer you."
Li Li did not dislike Gui Hai Yida. A swordsman who only knew love and swords was much more lovable than careerists like Tie Dan Shenhou, Cao Zhengchun and even Zuo Lengchan.
"Where are you from?!" he asked in a deep voice.
After receiving the order from Lord Tiedan, he spent more than a month visiting many places and asking many people, but still found nothing.
Such a world-famous and peerless swordsman is just like jumping out of a crack in a stone, without any trace of his origin.
He didn't believe it in his heart, but he couldn't find out, so he had no choice but to come and ask Mo Li himself.
"Is this question important?"
Li Li asked rhetorically.
"unimportant."
Guihai Yida shook his head and said: "Compared with this, what I want to know more is whether you are as powerful as Ba Dao said. He said that your martial arts is enough to surpass your adoptive father."
"You do not believe?"
"I do not believe!"
The palm of Guihai's sword was already on the handle. Mo Li's origin was an issue that only Tiedan Shenhou was concerned about, and the opponent's martial arts was what he was concerned about.
His most proud achievement in his life was when he defeated Ba Dao in the battle at Jueqing Villa, but he used the golden cicada to escape.
And Ba Dao has been practicing hard for twenty years and has developed martial arts that transcend ruthless slashing. In the end, he is still no match for the young man in front of him with two swords?!
What about him? What does he mean in front of these two people?
"I want to take a look at your sword. Look at that sword that makes him feel inferior!" Gui Hai said sternly with his sword.
"You are no match for me." Mo Li said warmly.
"I won't hesitate to sacrifice my life!"
Guihai Yidao's face was full of determination. The sword had a special meaning to him. Even after the battle in Qunyuyuan, he knew that he was no match for the opponent, but he still wanted to take a look at that sword.
That swordsmanship that defeated Ba Dao!
"Are you willing to sacrifice your life?"
Li Qiye raised his eyebrows, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and said, "Okay, then I'll let you take a look."
People like Gui Hai Yida who are obsessed with martial arts are undoubtedly much more innocent and cute than careerists such as Tiedan Shenhou, Cao Zhengchun, Zuo Lengchan, etc. Mo Li appreciates him as he admires Ximen Chuixue.
Therefore, he was willing to give Gui Hai a chance.
He stretched out his palm and grabbed it from afar.
Suddenly!
The sound of a clear sword came from the house nearby, and then a sheathed long sword flew out of the house and landed in his palm.
Photography from the sky!
Guihai Yidao's face suddenly became solemn. Although he knew that Mo Li was very skilled in martial arts, the deep inner strength revealed by this volley shot was probably not available to many in the entire world!
"You draw the sword." Li Li said with a smile.
Gui Hai Yi Dao nodded, without any strange emotion of being underestimated, because he knew that when the opponent drew his sword, he would never have the chance to draw his sword again.
Be still and concentrate.
Gui Hai Yida suddenly felt a fierce murderous intention rising into the sky. At this moment, his black hair was dancing in the wind!
Clang!
The sound of a long sword being unsheathed resounded through the sky, and the light of the sword was ruthless, endless despair and ruthlessness, with a coldness that penetrated people's hearts, like lightning, it flew up several feet and struck Moli directly!
The sword light filled with endless chill suddenly appeared!
Ruthless Slash, the sword technique known as the most powerful magic sword in the world, once again showed its ferocity at this moment!
Killing intent, brutal killing intent!
In the fierce light of the domineering sword, the ruthless and terrifying sword intent covered the entire courtyard!
Ruthless and selfless, domineering and powerful!
This is ruthless cutting, where the sword passes by and everything is annihilated!
Zheng!
In the ruthless sword-killing intention that enveloped the small courtyard, a sword light suddenly lit up, and in an instant, the situation changed!
In this world, everything was eclipsed, and there was only one sword left, a black and red mottled long sword, and nothing else!
This is a sharp sword light that cannot be described in words, and the mighty sword intent rises into the sky, as if it is going to pierce the sky!
That kind of majestic sword intent contains the confidence to destroy everything. It can break mountains and seas, slash the moon and split the sky! Wherever the sword light reaches, it will be indestructible!
The sword light of Ruthless Slash, under this sword light, is like a firefly competing for the brightness of the bright moon. Just as it comes into contact, it is melted and disintegrated. Just like the sun rising, the ice and snow disappear in an instant, leaving no trace of resistance!
Is this the swordsmanship that defeats Ba Dao?!
Gui Hai Yi Dao stared blankly at the sword, looking at the sword running towards him. He had forgotten the fear in his heart, leaving only horror and sigh.
There is such an amazing swordsmanship in this world!
The Tyrant Sword was defeated by this sword, and it was not unjust!
It's a pity that there will be no chance to see such swordsmanship again in the future!
Guihai Yida suddenly felt very regretful in his heart. He knew that he would definitely not be able to stop this sword, and death was right in front of him. However, he was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that he would never have the chance to fight with such sword skills again.
call out!
The long sword pierced the air and filled the sky with sword light. In an instant, it stopped one foot in front of Gui Hai's blade.
If he advances one minute further, Mo Li will no longer be able to control the damage to his spirit caused by his sword intention.
Gui Hai Yi Dao's pale face became even paler at this moment.
Anyone who faces death will feel fear.
Especially since he's not dead right now.
A feeling of fear filled his whole body, and he sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
Gu Yun
After a long time, he said: "Why don't you kill me?"
Li Qiye smiled and said, "I have never killed Ba Dao either."
Gui Hai Yi Dao was stunned.
Of course he knew the meaning of Mo Li's words. Even Ba Dao was not worthy of dying by his sword, let alone him?
In an instant, his face turned red. Since his debut, no one has ever looked down upon him like this!
However, he did not take action in anger, but slowly stood up, put away the long knife, and walked outside.
It wasn't until he reached the door that his voice came: "One day, I will come to your door to learn how to use your sword."
"I look forward to that day."
Mo Li responded loudly.
Looking at the other person's disappearing back, Li Qiye smiled.
Gui Hai Yida's temperament was humiliated by him, so I'm afraid I have to practice swordsmanship more carefully.
And with Ximen Chuixue and Guihai Yida who have experienced his swordsmanship, this world will undoubtedly be much more interesting in the future.
…
Night, night again.
But for Wang Xi, tonight was completely different from other nights.
Just because tonight, he had to face the most important thing in his life right now, a martial arts competition.
There were many people participating in this fight, including not only many elite disciples from Hengyang City's martial arts gym, but also martial arts gyms in other counties under the jurisdiction of Hengyang City.
Every disciple participating here is the best in their respective martial arts gyms.
Wang Xi has to go through four competitions.
The location of this fight is at the Hengshan Martial Arts Hall.
This martial arts gym was founded by the Hengshan Sect, and its owners have always been direct disciples of the Hengshan Sect. It is the largest martial arts gym in Hengyang City, with seven or eight arenas alone.
When Wang Xi arrived, there were already many people in the martial arts hall, including many gangs. Masters from wealthy families stood on the second floor and looked at them, pointing with their fingers as if observing them.
Even after Mo Li's guidance, Wang Xi was still just a young man. He had no experience in the world, so he lacked self-confidence and became quite nervous.
Seeing this, the second senior brother said angrily: "Wang Xi, you must not embarrass our martial arts school!"
He couldn't figure out why he chose Wang Xi. In terms of swordsmanship and martial arts, there were at least seven or eight boys and girls in the hall who were stronger than Wang Xi. He only defeated him twice today, which didn't show his true strength!
Many disciples have this mentality. Wang Xi is just a civilian disciple, and his performance is not outstanding on weekdays. Although the second senior brother ranks second, he just started early, which does not mean that his sword skills are high. There are other martial arts sword skills that are higher than
The disciples of the second senior brother are usually invited by the master of the hall. They can't figure out why Wang Xi is sent!
Feeling the eyes of the senior brothers and sisters around him, Wang Xi felt even more nervous. He could only try to recall the peace of mind taught by Mr. Mo. He closed his eyes and took two deep breaths. In that dark world, his heart suddenly felt
The old well has become calmer.
"Senior brother, come on, since the host has taken a fancy to you, I believe you can win!" Xiao He saw Wang Xi nervous and encouraged him enthusiastically.
Wang Xi nodded vigorously and touched his wooden sword.
At this time, Wang Xi's name came from a ring. He no longer hesitated, stepped forward and boarded the ring.
"Qingshan Martial Arts School, Zeng Biao!" the boy opposite said with a cupped hand.
Wang Xi stepped onto the ring. Under the attention of everyone, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He stuttered with some excitement: "Feiyan, Feiyan Martial Arts School, Wang Xi."
Qingshan Martial Arts School is a very famous martial arts school in the city. Every year, disciples join the Hengshan sect in competitions. The disciples in the gym perform extremely well, and Zeng Biao even defeated their senior brother from Feiyan Martial Arts Hall. Wang Xi heard
I have said that he is much better than me.
As the referee, the martial artist shook his head and smiled. What kind of disciple from the Feiyan Martial Arts School was afraid before even fighting?
He said loudly: "Start!"
Zeng Biao nodded, raised his wooden sword, and raised his hand to deliver a very sharp blow. There were many opponents behind him, and the farther to the back, the stronger the opponents. Therefore, he must not waste too much energy in the front and make sure to succeed with one blow.
!
The sword is so fast that I can't catch it!
Looking at the momentum and speed of the opponent's sword, Wang Xi understood the gap between herself and the opponent.
He closed his eyes.
Once again, I entered that dark but extremely sensitive world.
The sword wind roared and stirred up the airflow. Although the movement was very slight, Wang Xi's feeling could not be escaped.
He subconsciously turned to the left, and then stabbed out with his sword.
Everyone looked at the young man on the stage in confusion. When the opponent drew his sword and you closed your eyes, did you admit defeat?!
"Do you really think you are so lucky every time?!" the second senior brother said angrily.
However, the next moment, a shocking scene occurred.
The young man on the stage turned slightly to one side, and Zeng Biao's wooden sword was dodged by him by a hair's breadth!
How... how is it possible?
The second senior brother was stunned. When did Wang Xi practice such a clever movement?!
The rest of the people watching the battle were also surprised. This young man's movement skills were very good!
call out!
The wooden sword carried the wind and stabbed Zeng Biao's chest mercilessly. Under the pain, Zeng Biao took several steps back and his face turned red!
Defeat...failed?!
His face was full of disbelief. He just closed his eyes and struck out with a sword like this?!
The referee raised his eyebrows slightly, this guy has some skills!
Wang Xi opened her eyes and looked at Zeng Biao, who looked surprised, and at the wooden sword in his hand. His face was filled with joy, and he no longer had the anxiety and nervousness before.
It turns out that I am so strong!
Mr. Mo must be a master!
Although he didn't understand why a calm mind would have such power, Mo Li, who could improve his martial arts so much in a short period of time, was definitely not just an ordinary scholar.
The second senior brother and all the martial arts disciples were shocked. Zeng Biao was defeated. He was defeated by Wang Xi with one sword? Even the senior senior brother with outstanding strength was no match for him!
Wang Xi walked down the ring with a happy face, looking forward to the rest of the competition.
In the next two games, he relied on his keen perception after closing his eyes to win one by one, and the last game soon came.
Winning all four games has already won him the attention of many people.
"Yes, Wang Xi, you performed better than I thought."
The owner of the museum stroked his beard and was very satisfied with Wang Xi. He had a solid foundation and was calm with his sword. No matter who he faced, he would not panic.
"Your opponent in the last match is Liu Xianjun from the Hengshan Martial Arts School. He is close to the master of Qi accumulation and is the direct disciple of the Hengshan School. You should make good use of your swordsmanship and don't care about the outcome."
"Yes, owner."
Wang Xi nodded. Winning three games in a row was almost unbelievable to him. He didn't think he could win. After all, he was not even a small success in accumulating energy. The opponent was almost a master of accumulating energy and was close to the third-rate in the world.
His realm is beyond his ability to match.
Liu Xianjun is a silent and cold young man. He looks to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. He is only one step away from attaining the mastery of Qi accumulation and is qualified to be the direct disciple of the Hengshan Sect.
He looked at the young boy who came on stage with a wooden sword, and there was no trace of contempt on his face.
Anyone who can win three games in a row is definitely not a fluke.