"Hi! It's so boring to drink like this..."
Qin Lei suddenly stood up, clasped his fists and smiled: "Why don't we remove the table in the middle and make friends with Wu, how about? Brother Feng, we haven't discussed each other for a long time?"
"Competition here?" Feng Jixing was taken aback and said with a smile: "It's not so good, but today is the last evening festival. Be kind..."
Qin Lei is anxious: "We are all martial arts practitioners. What's unkind, Xiaoyin, do you think it's right?"
The corner of Qin Yin's mouth raised, and Li Wu said with a small smile: "Since you are going to compete, you can't go to war. I have a suggestion that everyone shouldn't summon a martial arts soul. Once you summon a martial arts soul, you will lose. Besides, the martial arts contest is too dangerous. , Just fight the sword."
"Fight sword?" Lin Muyu was stunned.
Qin Yin smiled and nodded: "Well, just try swordsmanship, how about it?"
Feng Jixing said: "Also, the sword in the six arts of martial arts is better than the sword, it does not hurt your peace! Hey, let alone my swordsmanship is only third-rate, I hope you can let me a little bit more."
Qin Lei, Feng Jixing, Chu Huaimu, and others are all general-level soldiers. Most of their main weapons are long-handled weapons such as long spears and long swords, but everyone has a saber, which is a must.
The attendant quickly withdrew the table in the middle, leaving a space.
Feng Jixing jumped and drew out the shiny long sword at his waist with a "knock", gently flipping his wrist to make a sword flower, and said with a smile: "Come on, who first understands how the wind is not popular? Swordsmanship?"
Chu Huaimun laughed, and walked over, slowly drew out his sword, clasped his fists, and said, "Brother Feng, learn and teach!"
"Hey!"
Feng Jixing rushed forward to attack, the fighting spirit on the long sword was agitated, and the blade was swept through three consecutive swords. Chu Huaimen's swordsmanship was more gentle, gently leading Feng Jixing's attack, and then With a backhand blow, Feng Jixing quickly blocked it, and the two of them had crossed by with their clanking double swords colliding as many as seven times.
Fortunately, both of them are converging their fighting qi, otherwise the sword qi alone will probably turn this place into a mess.
Chu Yao looked at the two fighting, clapped her hands and smiled: "Brother, come on!"
Feng Jixing's laughter came: "Your brother's swordsmanship is so clumsy, how come on!?"
"Ding!"
In the midst of a sword chant, Chu Huai retreated quickly with the long sword, slipped a few meters on the floor and hit the wall with a trace of astonishment on his face. He raised his head and smiled: "Brother Feng, you have hit your plan again. Up!"
Feng Jixing's swordsmanship has softness in strength, and it is this softness that defeated Chu Huaimen.
"It's my turn!"
Qin Lei is a martial idiot. He draws his sword in three or two steps and steps forward is a round of attack. Obviously, his swordsmanship is far from Feng Jixing, and he is quite structured. After three or five rounds, Feng Jixing has been thrilling again and again. So, he hurriedly jumped out of the field, clasped his fists and said: "Qin leads the mighty and the enemy... The final general has been taught..."
"Ah, are you admitting defeat?" Qin Lei was taken aback, looking as if he hadn't hit enough, and said angrily: "I thought you two had advanced in swordsmanship. I didn't expect that you were lazy and didn't learn swords at all. "
Feng Jixing laughed and said, "I specialize in Fengxing swordsmanship, not swordsmanship."
Qin Lei scanned for a week, but his gaze fell on Lin Muyu, and smiled: "Ayu, you have a sword behind you. You must also be a sword juggler. Come here, how about discussing some tricks with me?"
"what?"
Lin Muyu was stunned. He didn't even think about doing it by himself. He shook his head and said, "No, I'm just a trainer in the temple, and I am the cultivation base of the realm. How can I be with you in the realm of heaven? People are vying..."
"Ayu!"
Qin Lei widened his bull's eyes and said, "Aren't you kidn't giving me face to Qin Lei?"
On the side, Tang Xiaoxi stretched out his hand and pushed Lin Muyu's arm, and smiled: "Mu Mu is a master, Brother Qin Lei, be careful, if you lose, the entire Yulin Army's face will be lost..."
Qin Lei opened his eyes and said, "Ayu!"
Lin Muyu had been driven to the shelves by the duck, so she had to stand up, stepped into the arena, emphasized, and said, "You don't need a martial arts soul, right?"
"Yes, draw your sword!"
"Ok!"
Lin Muyu stood majestically on the spot, with her right hand crossed across her chest, and the air currents swelled up. The Liaoyuan sword behind him unsheathed with a sound of "knock", and he raised his hand to grab it, and flames appeared on the blade of the sword.
"Good sword, good swordsmanship!"
Qin Lei couldn't help feeling interesting. He had seen many masters of swordsmanship, but no one had the aura of Lin Muyu in front of him. Even Qin Yin looked at Lin Muyu with a pair of beautiful eyes. She didn't expect this shameful guy who loves money like his life to have such an extraordinary aura of swords!
"I am coming!"
Qin Lei rushed towards the sword, even if he slid slightly, the sword light would spin up and chop down like a roulette four times in a row. Lin Muyu could not move back, holding the hilt with both hands to block it. Feeling that his arms were about to be broken, he shook four times in a row. Before he had time to react after the block was completed, Qin Lei yelled and raised his boots with a kick.
You must resist, or you will lose!
Lin Muyu raised his boots between the sparks and flints, and "Peng" made a kick with Qin Lei, but it was obvious that the opponent's vindictiveness was stronger and shook him back several steps in a row. However, at the moment he was shaken back, "Pop." Boom" A thunder light flew up in his right hand, the Liaoyuan Sword had already got out of the air, and it burst out with a blow from the Thunder Yujian—thunderstorms!
"brush!"
The purple-blue thunder light wrapped the Liaoyuan sword and blasted straight towards Qin Lei. Lin Muyu didn't do his best, but only used 50% of his strength, and he was afraid that Qin Lei would be injured.
"scare?!"
Qin Lei was taken aback, and hurriedly raised his iron fist, condensing a triple gas armor to block it!
"Peng!"
Lightning all around, Qin Lei underestimated Lin Muyu's power. He was blasted back several steps, and his face was flushed. With a low cry, he poured a large amount of vindictive energy into the blade, leaped up, and the commanding blow was another blow. , This bull is planning to use his strength to restrain his opponent.
This blow was so strong that Lin Muyu almost couldn't open his eyes with the bitter vindictiveness.
With one palm, a gentle breeze evolves silently, which is the prelude to the sword of wind.
"drink!"
When Lin Muyu's palm was raised, the Liaoyuan Sword followed him as if spiritually, swept through a small range of biting storms. The weapon in Qin Lei's hand was only Fan Iron, which was not comparable to the Liaoyuan Sword, a fifth-tier profound product. The treasure sword, coupled with the power of the sword soul, hit Qin Lei's attack storm with a scream!
"Peng!"
There was another loud noise, and the energy exploded, Qin Yin, Feng Jixing, Tang Xiaoxi, Chu Yao and others were all dumbfounded.
Qin Lei's face was full of horror, and he never expected that this kid's swordsmanship would be so strong, not as weak as the attacks of those swordsmen he had encountered in the past.
Lin Muyu's fighting spirit is even more high. He wants to see how powerful the four-line imperial sword is, and Qin Lei, a 72-level powerhouse at the Heavenly King level, is a rare touchstone!
"Om!"
The blade whizzed and revolved, Lin Muyu opened his palms horizontally, and flames held the Liaoyuan Sword. It was just that he did not use the true dragon elemental fire for this blow, but only used ordinary fire. The long sword screamed and lingered around. With a spiral flame, it rushed towards Qin Lei like a sharp arrow!
Qin Lei was startled, already feeling that this blow could not be stopped!
"drink!"
His boots slammed on the ground, and amidst the shock, a chain of golden chains rose up around him, it was his God-Bounding Lock Martial Soul!
…
"Brother Qin Lei!"
Qin Yin stood up abruptly, eyes full of anxiety. Bound Godsuo's first-class martial arts soul, known as the world's most destructive force, was not a joke. A slight mistake could kill Qin Lei's opponent, and Lin Muyu saved him. Qin Yin couldn't make him die in front of him.
"Boom!"
The flames skyrocketed and hit the God-Binding Lock with the spiral of the Fire Yujian. Qin Lei retreated several steps, blood surged, and fighting spirit emerged, regardless of Qin Yin's scolding. With a wave of the long sword, the God-Bound Lock lingered. Lin Muyu blasted around the long sword.
Standing with both feet, awe-inspiring real energy surged, Lin Muyu summoned the dragon scale wall and mysterious tortoise shell at the fastest speed, and at the same time held the bounced Liaoyuan sword with the fire sword in the space between his hands, the true dragon Yuanhuo quickly lingered on the sword. Around the blade, since the true dragon element fire is easy to hurt people, it is always safer to use it for defense, right
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, as if the entire seventh floor of the Tingyu Building was about to be overturned.
"Quack..."
Lin Muyu knelt on one knee, panting heavily, the dragon scale wall and mysterious tortoise shell had been blasted to pieces, and the Liaoyuan sword was on the floor. If it weren't for the protection of the real dragon fire, I'm afraid he would have been killed by the grid. !
Qin Lei was holding the long sword, standing there with a pale face, his God-Binding Martial Soul was completely shattered at the moment. The damage of the Martial Soul would inevitably hurt his body, and he spit out a mouthful when his throat was sweet. Blood, looked up at Lin Muyu, grinned and said: "Ayu, good swordsmanship and defense... Haha, happy! Happy! Let's fight again!"
Lin Muyu didn't lift her head, but raised her left hand and shook it: "Brother Qin Lei, don't fight anymore, I give up..."
The blood in his body was surging, and he really didn't have the power to fight.
…
Tang Xiaoxi stepped forward and supported Lin Muyu: "Is it all right?"
Chu Yao also followed, took Lin Muyu's pulse, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that the martial soul has suffered a certain amount of damage."
Qin Yin looked at Qin Lei with a look of reproach, and said, "Brother Qin Lei, you are too reckless. You actually used the seven-layer God-Binding Martial Spirit to beat Ayu. If it weren't for his deep cultivation, I'm afraid Already..."
Qin Lei's face was full of apologetics: "I... I know I was wrong, Xiaoyin, don't be angry, I..."
"It's okay, sit down and adjust your breath and internal injuries."
"Ok."
…
Feng Jixing picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Ayu, where does your swordsmanship come from?"
"A mysterious old man..."
"Oh?" Feng Jixing knew that he didn't want to say it, so he smiled: "Since Ayu has such a handsome swordsmanship, it would be a shame not to participate in the three-year sword fighting conference!"
"Sword Fighting Conference?"
"Yes, the sword fighting conference held every three years in the imperial capital, the person who wins the first place can become a member of the Yulinwei, and can receive the honor of seeing your majesty!"
As he said, Feng Jixing patted his chest and laughed: "Brother is not talented, he was the champion of the sword fighting tournament three years ago! I think I was also named the'Tiger of Tongtian Street' back then..."
"Tiger of Tongtian Street?"
Chu Huaimei smiled and said: "It means that he was carrying a rotten knife and chopped from the east to the west of Tongtian Street, fighting with a group of gangsters all day long. No one can beat him. Hey... the world is unfair, this kind of person. Actually, he can also become the commander of the Forbidden Army."
Feng Jixing glared at him: "Don't talk because you are so ugly!"
Chu Huaimu: "..."
Today I took the train back to Suzhou, so there is no time code, two chapters~
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