Compared with Qin Lei's raging thunder light, Lin Muyu's momentum appears to be much softer. The golden gourd represents the power of life and makes people feel a sense of peace, but the demon power spreading on the blade makes people feel more peaceful. I could feel the domineering and mighty hidden in Lin Muyu's attack, and the two of them would die as soon as they came up, which made people look forward to the final result.
…
On the martial arts stage, aristocratic girls were sipping tea while discussing—
"Wow, Master Qin Lei deserves to be the leader of the Imperial Forest Army, this kind of momentum is too scary, then Master Lin Muyu is about to lose..."
"No, Master Lin Muyu will not lose!"
"Why?"
"Because Master Lin Muyu looks much better than Master Qin Lei!"
"Bah, don't be ashamed!"
"Bad girl, haven't you been staring at the adults, Lin Muyu, Chu Huaimen, and Feng Jixing?"
"Huh, I didn't!"
"Then you just saw Master Lin Muyu's appearance, short of breath, flushed cheeks, and tugging at his chest at every turn. What's the matter?"
"Ah, I want to kill you, damn girl!"
…
On the martial arts stage, pieces of hard stone slabs actually peeled off and rose up due to the collision of forces, as if they violated the law of gravity. Pieces of stone chips and dust continued to rise due to the collision of Lin Muyu and Qin Lei. , But it coincides with the physical phenomenon of airflow whirling of thermal expansion and contraction.
The thunder flickered continuously, the Thunder Splitting Knife was burned red by the lightning, and it had reached its peak state. Qin Lei's eyes were burning with war spirit, and he laughed and said, "Ayu, try the Thunder Splitting Knife technique. Hit the sixth!"
As he said, Qin Lei cried out, "Furious thunder tears the sky!"
"Om!"
The violent wind blows, and the Thunder Splitting Knife seems to have turned into countless lightning beams. It is definitely not a Thunder Splitting Knife in front of him. Qin Lei Haoran actually blasted out thousands of Thunder Splitting Knives in one blow!
Lin Muyu's eyes were cold, her palms suddenly joined together, and the whole body was lifted up. The dragon snake sword soul in the dragon spirit sword hovered around the blade with a roar, and rushed towards the thunder cleaver with a high-speed rotating spiral flame!
"boom!"
The two magic weapons collided with each other, the explosion of energy continued, and the dragon spirit sword rotated forward and directly smashed the energy of the first thunder cleaver, followed by the second and third, and so on. Lin Muyu opened his hands far away, flames lingering around his palms, remotely driving the dragon spirit sword forward, the wind blowing his cloak flying, he squinted his eyes, and shook Qin Lei in no way. This blow.
"Enjoyed!"
Qin Leibao drank, and continued to urge his grudge, and the rage thunder slammed into the sky frantically.
Lin Muyu couldn't retreat, otherwise his body would be torn to pieces in an instant. He didn't think that Qin Lei, a war mad, had the ability to stop at a critical moment, so this battle could only be won but not lost.
The Seven Lights profound energy was running crazily. When the Dragon Spirit Sword smashed nearly a hundred thunder cracking knives and Li Mang, there were some signs of severance, but Qin Lei's rage thunder rage still wreaked havoc with the arrow on the string. Have to post!
Come again!
With a light palm, the profound energy of the third Yao gushing out of the body crazily, a series of creatures and stars are condensed on the martial arts platform, and under Lin Muyu's call, they are attached to the dragon spirit sword. The golden light suddenly rises, and the dragon spirit sword After receiving a raise from the new force, he quickly rushed towards Qin Lei, directly smashing dozens of thunder cleaver energy.
Lin Muyu tried his best to steer the Dragon Spirit Sword in the air, her face turned pale, and she secretly prayed: "Brother Qin Lei, you are defeated soon, don't force me to resort to the Fourth Lunar... Strong, even I am afraid of using it..."
Finally, Qin Lei on the martial arts stage suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't support it anymore. The six god-bound locks on his body began to loosen up, and the light of the thunder blade gradually dimmed.
"Buzz..."
The dragon spirit sword went straight to Qin Lei's chest without stopping, and when he was about to pierce it, Lin Muyu suddenly stopped, and the long sword suddenly fell on the stone slab in front of Lin Muyu after a spiritual flip.
"Ga... Ga..."
Qin Lei panted heavily, while wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, while looking up at Lin Muyu, he smiled and said, "Happy... Happy... Where did Ayu's strange power come from? My thunder knife technique is extremely powerful in the sixth blow. , Self-confidence, even Feng Jixing may not be able to resolve safely, your kid actually... actually broke my trick by force, it's not easy..."
Lin Muyu was also pale, slowly holding the hilt of the sword, shaking her body, and said with a smile: "I have tried my best. If I can't handle this trick, I'm afraid I will be hacked to death by Big Brother Qin Lei."
Qin Lei laughed loudly: "I lost, Ayu, go follow the wind and continue to fight for the first place!"
"Thank you, Brother Qin Lei, for letting me."
"Bah, I didn't let you, you thought I didn't want the gilt dragon talisman!"
Qin Lei wiped the corners of his mouth again, and said with a smile: "Huh, my Yulin Army has only 7,000 people. If I have the gilt dragon charm, I will mobilize the army from Cangnan Province and expand the Yulin Army to 17,000!"
Lin Muyu stepped forward, supported Qin Lei's arm, and smiled: "7000 people are enough, and no matter how much it is, it will be for nothing."
"That's true..."
…
At this time, an eunuch walked onto the uneven performance stage and said loudly: "Lin Muyusheng, Master Qin Lei and Master Chu Huaimu are tied for third and fourth place in this sword fighting conference. Next, Master Feng Jixing Compete with Master Lin Muyu for the first place in this sword fighting tournament!"
With thunderous applause, everyone is finally about to see a peak duel.
Feng Jixing, a man who claims to be the "Tiger of Tongtian Street", Lin Muyu is a rare wonder in the temple in a century, a forbidden army commander and guarding the imperial capital for nearly seven years, one has twice saved Qin by virtue of wisdom and courage. The life of His Highness Yin, and the cultivation of a tenth-class green gourd martial arts spirit to such a realm, can actually beat the first-class God-Binding Lock, how powerful is this
The duel between these two men was probably what everyone expected.
At this moment, Qin Yin suddenly stood up and respectfully said: "Father, Brother Ayu fought hard one after another. The vindictiveness and physical strength have been consumed a lot, while the commander of the wind has waited for so long with ease. If you are fighting now, it will be right. Brother Yu is a bit unfair. My daughter suggested to give Brother Ayu time to rest, and let Feng Commander and Brother Ayu decide after an hour."
Qin Jin nodded and smiled: "Xiaoyin's words are extremely correct. It is true. The decisive battle between the two will be held an hour later."
"Thank you, Father!"
From a distance, Lin Muyu also cast a grateful expression at Qin Yin.
Qin Jin breathed a sigh of relief when Feng Jixing, Lin Muyu, Chu Huaimu, and Qin Lei were among the top four. No matter who the gilt dragon talismans belong to, these four are his own, and Lin Changqing, But Murongzhou two people may not really be loyal.
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Lin Muyu sat calmly on the stone steps, constantly spinning the scraps of forged keel to calm the turbulent anger in his body. Fighting with Qin Lei really consumed a lot of strength. If he were to compete on stage now, it might not be the wind of the heyday at all. Jixing's opponent, after all, Feng Jixing's own set of Fengxing Sword Techniques is very domineering, and his peak state may not be able to cope with it, not to mention the situation where a lot of vindictiveness has been wasted.
Feng Jixing sat next to Lin Muyu holding the Zhanfeng Knife with a smile, and said, "Ayu, if you concede defeat, Brother Feng will ask you to eat a month's beef Yinhua steamed buns, how about a deal?"
Lin Muyu squinted his eyes: "Come on, I won't be fooled."
Feng Jixing smiled and said, "Ayu, what do you think of His Royal Highness Yin's face? No. 1 in the world as improper?"
"this… "
Lin Muyu's heart swayed slightly, but knowing that it was Feng's tactics, she calmed her mind and said, "Uh, your Royal Highness's face is pretty okay..."
"Huh, I'm not fooled..."
Feng Jixing grinned and said, "Ayu, if you are allowed to choose, who do you want to marry? Your Highness Qin Yin, Princess Xi and the beautiful Chu Yao, which one do you want to choose?"
Lin Muyu glanced at him and said, "Come less, I won't choose!"
"Really? That's a shame..."
Feng Jixing blew his whistle and lay on the stone steps next to Lin Muyu, where there was the slightest appearance of the commander of the imperial army, but he looked like a gangster, lowered his voice and laughed: "I think you should marry Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi together. Now, one is bigger and the other is smaller, what do you think?"
"Puff..."
Lin Muyu finally laughed, stopped her exercises, and said, "Big Brother Feng, you have done everything like this... Ahem, is it really that important to you to be the first place in this sword fighting tournament?"
"Of course it is important!" Feng Jixing revealed its original form: "The first place will receive a reward of 100,000 gold coins, and the second place will only have a mere 30,000 gold coins, which is not enough to set up a big house in the imperial capital..."
Chu Huaimu, who was in the process of healing his wounds, opened his eyes and asked, "What do you want the mansion to do?"
"How could it be possible to marry a wife without a big house!?" Feng Jixing opened his eyes wide.
"You don't have a daughter-in-law..." Chu Huaimu smiled.
Feng Jixing pulled out the Zhanfeng Knife, and raised his sword eyebrows: "Chu Huaimu, don't say anything. If you're a man, just challenge me!"
Chu Huai-ming grinned, and continued to close his eyes to heal his injuries, and said, "Ayu, don't be fooled by him. Three years ago, in order to win the first place in the Fighting Sword Tournament, this guy actually asked me to drink the day before and said yes. Rice wine, it turned out to be all strong wine, and I also found a few girls from Chunxianglou to accompany me to drink, and I lost my hangover in his hands. Huh, it’s so disgraceful..."
Lin Muyu endured a smile: "If this is the case, then I definitely can't lose to Big Brother Feng. I want a big house too, and I want to marry a daughter-in-law..."
Feng Jixing leaned on his forehead and laughed: "It's really unfortunate to know a few of you."
Chu Huaimian curled his lips: "If the girls from the imperial family knew that you are a virtue, I think they will show your favor, hum..."
Lin Muyu smiled secretly.
…
An hour passed quickly, and it was time for a test.
Lin Muyu was lucky to find that his vindictiveness had recovered to 90%, and he could almost compete with Feng Jixing!
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