Chen Fuchen's chest heaved violently, and the anger in his eyes was about to come out.
Looking at Chen Fuchen, who was so angry that he couldn't control it because of his own challenge, Jing Liuli raised his eyebrows slowly, and said: "No matter how much you value yourself, you must at least understand that you are nothing in Changling now. If you don't even have the mentality I can't adjust it, and I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in Changling for long."
She is Joruri.
The entire Great Qin Dynasty has relied on one of the two recognized monsters for a long time, the default heir of the Minshan Sword Sect Master, even though his demeanor is exactly like Ding Ning's maid at this time, there is a special power in his speech, and Chen Fuchen's breathing can't help but stagnate slightly However, most of the anger disappeared invisibly, but the state of mind just calmed down naturally.
In the next moment, Chen Fuchen's mouth burst into a slight self-deprecating color, thinking that besides being proud of his cultivation, it seems that his identity is not much different from that of Ding Ning's maid.
For a moment, his state of mind became quieter for a few minutes, and with just one breath, the anger disappeared completely, and the slight self-mockery at the corners of his mouth also disappeared, and his face turned into a solemn expression.
"please."
He nodded solemnly at Jing Liuli, with his sword in his chest, but looking at Jing Liuli who was still standing still, he was a little puzzled, and said in a deep voice, "Where is your sword?"
Jing Liuli looked at him indifferently, and said coldly: "When your sword comes out, I will naturally move the sword."
Seeing Jing Liuli's demeanor, Chen Fuchen didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, frowned slightly, and said: "If that's the case, then I will use my sword."
As soon as the word "sword" was pronounced, he had already drawn the sword.
Chi Chi Chi Chi... Countless sounds of air bursts sounded from the hilt of his sword. The light gray hilt was connected to the still light gray sword body. The scabbard was completely detached, and strands of gray sword energy flowed from the tip of the sword, like a long tassel.
At this very moment, Chen Fuchen's palm was separated from the hilt of the sword.
The sword was out of his hand, but it was still following his will, moving according to the sword path he wanted.
This is Feijian.
The light gray long sword swirled upside down like a gray comet tail, sweeping towards Jing Liuli head-on.
The flying sword skill that Chen Fuchen showed at this moment is not too amazing, it is not much different from throwing the sword away at the moment when he draws the sword, but what makes the surrounding people exclaim is that when his sword is out of the palm of his hand, While spinning and flying out, the floating dust on the ground in front of him also floated up one after another.
Earlier, the dust was driven by the sword intent on his body, forming a dust sword in the middle of the road, but at this time, the tip of the dust sword turned around, facing Jing Liuli, and exuded a real The sharp sword intent.
In the next instant, this dust sword was about to fly out, and it seemed to be faster than his light gray flying sword.
It is definitely a rare secret technique in the world to form two sword intents that can truly confront the enemy at the same time when one sword comes out!
Many onlookers looked at Chen Fuchen who was using the sword in disbelief. They couldn't believe that this nameless boy was able to use such a sword move... They can be sure that such a sword move, the young talents in the entire Changling Jun, very few people can catch it.
No one thought that Ding Ning's maid could handle it.
However, at this moment, a change that surprised everyone happened.
Joruri held out her hand.
There is no sword in her hand, and there is no sword light in her sleeve or robe, but as her right hand stretches out straight forward, the vitality of her fingertips surges, and that one is about to stab her in the air But the dust sword suddenly disintegrated and turned into countless flying dust again.
What's even more shocking is that these flying dust quietly accelerated backwards while they were disintegrating, and then became faster and faster, dragging strips of white airflow in the air.
Each particle of floating dust has its own trajectory, re-forming a dust sword in an instant.
The point of this dust sword was aimed at Chen Fuchen, and even the sword intent was exactly the same as when Chen Fuchen started using the sword, but it became stronger.
There was a crackling sound.
The space in front of Chen Fuchen seemed to be cut open by this dust sword.
This dust sword reached Chen Fuchen's chest at an unimaginable speed.
At this time, Chen Fuchen's flying sword had just flown less than a foot away from his hand, and there was no way to stop the dust sword in time, Chen Fuchen was equivalent to empty-handed!
Chen Fuchen's face was extremely pale, and his eyes were full of shock and unbelievable emotions. In this instant, his hands fit together instantly, and all the true essence in his body flowed from the gap between his palms without mercy. The space is compressed into a blade, gushing out.
boom!
A cloud of dust exploded in front of him.
The floating dust in the dust cluster emitted flames one by one, as if completely burning.
Amid the tsunami-like exclamation, Chen Fuchen couldn't stand firmly, and his whole body was shaken to fly backwards.
Jing Ruri's body didn't vibrate at all.
The moment Cai Chenjian collided with Chen Fuchen's power, she seemed to have nothing to do with that dust sword.
Before the overflowing air flow could blow in front of her, she took a cold step forward, and then reached forward to hold it with her outstretched hand.
The hilt of the uncontrollable light gray long sword that was flying in the air fell into her hands.
Then the sword seemed to be her sword from the beginning to the end, without the slightest resistance, following her castration, a wave of sword intent slashed forward.
There was a soft snap.
The dust ball that had just exploded and seemed to be completely burned was cut in half by this sword intent.
The powerful sword energy directly smashed in front of the fallen Chen Fuchen.
Chen Fuchen screamed, and pushed his hands forward again.
bang.
His body was directly blown to the ground, and when his body collided violently with the ground, circles of dust waves were sprayed out.
Jing Liuli lowered her head slightly, as if she didn't even look at it, and casually threw the sword in her hand.
The light gray long sword landed in front of Chen Fusheng who fell to the ground, inserted straight on the stone path, shaking slightly.
Chen Fusheng forcibly straightened his body from the ground, and opened his mouth as if to say something, but at this moment, the power rippling from the iron-gray long sword hit his chest like a wave.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, but a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, spraying the ground in front of him.
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Jing Liuli didn't even pause for a moment, turned around and walked back to the carriage. The surrounding streets and alleys, which were still full of exclamations just now, became silent at the same time.
Many people rubbed their eyes, not only didn't seem to fully see it, but they didn't seem to understand it.
It's just that even if they didn't see and understand clearly, they all clearly felt the power of this "maid".
"how so?"
Seeing Jing Liuli's figure, many practitioners were so shocked that their hands trembled unconsciously.
It's not a difference in cultivation... It's because Jing Liuli didn't use her sword at all, she didn't seem to have a sword on her body at all!
First came Chen Fuchen's sword, and then Chen Fuchen's saber.
Obviously Chen Fuchen made two swords with one sword, but Jing Liuli took off his dust sword first, and then took his saber casually.
Defeating Chen Fuchen with Chen Fuchen's sword, Chen Fuchen didn't even have the slightest ability to resist.
Who is this maid!
How can it be so strong!
"I understand what you mean."
Under everyone's shocked and puzzled eyes, Jing Liuli bowed slightly to Ding Ning in the carriage, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You don't want me to wear a sword, it's not because you don't want to wear a sword." Make me rely on my sword and want to force me to think of more ways to fight the enemy, but don't want me to develop some fixed habits."
Ding Ning nodded, smiled slightly, and said: "Some fixed thinking and habits are the biggest shackles that hinder practitioners."
The people around couldn't hear the conversation between Jing Ruri and Ding Ning, but everyone could see the movements and expressions of Jing Ruri and Ding Ning.
In the eyes of everyone, this is a very real and natural teacher-student greeting.
So it was even more difficult for everyone to understand where such a powerful maid like Ding Ning came from.
"This is an opportunity. Sometimes Zheng Xiu doesn't need to care about the thoughts of these ordinary Changling people, but most of the people in Changling are ordinary people, and they can often help facilitate many things."
Ding Ning whispered these words to Jing Liuli again.
Then he raised his head, saluted all the spectators in the streets and alleys who were still in shock, and said: "The palace lady surnamed Rong forced me to be unable to see Cave Master Xue of Baiyang Cave before the Minshan Sword Festival. The result of the sword meeting forced me to run out of true energy before the sword meeting started, everyone commented, I want to challenge her publicly, is it reasonable to fight her?"
After saying this sentence, he didn't say anything else, and signaled to Jing Liuli that he could leave.
Because he knows that there is no need to go into details, just such words are enough for those who heard Changling to find out what happened inside, and it is enough for what happened here today and what happened before the Minshan Sword Club to spread to the rest of the world. Every corner of Changling.