Both people in the ring were sweating on the tips of their noses. Xu Qingmu was hit by a palm, and beads of sweat mixed with blood dripped down his face.
Even though he was injured internally, Xu Qingmu still did not dare to delay, and quickly used his strength to roll forward to prevent the second attack from the prince Xu Pei. But the prince just stood with his sword, smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth. The young man opened his mouth and said:
"Admit defeat and spare your life."
He adjusted his breathing, took a breath along the gap, and held Chou Li's hand tightly.
The fat man Shen Xiuqi, who had been watching on the stage, wondered: "Has the prince's conscience been discovered? Why did he not pursue the victory and give Xu Qingmu a chance to breathe?"
Li Chengru kicked the fat man again: "If you use such a move, you will die if you don't breathe."
Everyone was stunned.
Where are the good intentions? It's just that the move of flying up to the blue sky and returning to the sun requires a lot of energy and energy, just find a gap to get some fresh air. Sure enough, under Xu Pei's smile, his chest rose and fell, and he didn't pay much attention to it. , not even aware of it.
The two took a breath again, still in the same position as before. Xu Qingmu stood up slowly, stood with his sword in hand, and looked at each other.
Although he had received a slap just now, as Li Chengru observed, he avoided the follow-up force when moving forward and minimized the damage. It seemed that he spit out a mouthful of blood, but the injury was not serious. It only made his chest slightly tight. Xu Qingmu turned to Beiming, and soon the heat in his chest disappeared. Facing Xu Pei, he was really under a lot of pressure. At first, he just doubted that he had reached the strongest fourth realm, but after this move, he was convinced.
Just entered the four realms and faced off against the strongest four realms!
Xu Qingmu took a deep breath, adjusted his posture, and took the initiative to attack before Xu Pei could attack. The Chouli sword was still thrust out. Xu Pei felt contempt in his heart: Is this really the only trick he can do?
But just when Xu Pei was about to show off his move, the tip of the sword suddenly sank. Xu Qingmu used an extremely strange posture, his whole body sank, and from bottom to top, it was extremely natural to move the green dragon out of the water. When Xu Pei saw this, his heart Calm:
That's it?
It's just an ordinary move. What I'm thinking about is the move that the sword in my hand should deal with. Xu Pei pressed down: I'll let you, the green dragon, never come back!
But Xu Qingmu’s expression remained unchanged and his face was extremely calm:
Sword One: A drop in the ocean. Don’t laugh.
The seemingly ordinary move of Qinglong Chushui turned out to be extremely tricky. The tip of the sword swung unsteadily, and it passed by Xu Pei's innocent sword edge and went straight to the throat. Xu Pei dodged and gave up. Pressing the sword to attack, he turned his body in the air to avoid the dangerous sword blow, and then quickly retreated to keep a safe distance.
Sword Two: Fly on the wings to identify the male and female.
One blow missed, Xu Qingmu swung his sword away from the left and right, and the original sword actually had a double shadow. The two swords echoed each other and followed Xu Pei like maggots on the tarsal bones. Xu Pei retreated while using his weapon The evil sword took the move, and sparks flew for a while, and the sound of the sword was endless. After Xu Pei's last sword was deflected, Xu Qingmu advanced instead of retreating, and continued to change sword moves.
Three swords: The sword passes three times and breaks through a thousand armors.
The Chouli sword accelerated again, and the speed increased again, and it came out directly. It was like a refined white snake, extremely fierce. Xu Pei couldn't retreat, and put the Wuxie sword across his chest. The Chouli sword slammed into the Wuxie sword body, powerful The force caused Xu Pei to fly backwards and fall heavily to the ground.
The Sword King becomes famous with his twelve swords, and his swords are invincible.
As a direct disciple of the Sword Emperor Song Zihan, how could he not teach a single move or learn a half of it? Not to mention the eldest disciple Chunyang Taoist who shook the world with his whisk, but Wang Zhongxin, a martial artist, just let Chen Guan, the contemporary martial arts master, not to become a disciple.
, instead he joined the apprentice of an old beggar who practiced swordsmanship, and in this way he also learned the essence of a few boxing techniques modified from sword intention.
The last three disciples who stayed with him for twelve years and never left, even learned the Sword Emperor's famous secret skill - the Twelve Swords of Light Evolution.
That was a swordsman genius who once made ghosts and gods cry with his sword!
At that moment, the aura in Xu Pei's body was rioting. His body was knocked away by the third move of Thousand Armor, and he spit out blood unconsciously. His eyes, which were already filled with hatred, became redder. After coughing violently for a few times, he stood Wu Xie in front of him.
He crossed his hands and curled them up in a cross shape, and said:
"I didn't expect it to be so powerful just after entering the Four Realms. Master is right, you, Xu Qingmu, must be killed!"
After saying that, he put his finger in his mouth, bit off his fingertip, and shed blood on the Wuxie sword. Xu Pei had a ferocious expression on his face: "Then I'll let you die on this school ground!"
The woman next to the man holding the fan on the stage frowned, obviously a little nervous. But the man holding her hand next to her gently shook his head and held his slender hand tightly.
"Don't worry, trust Mu'er."
Li Chengru said: "The prince Xu Pei used the 'sacrificial sword' from the Ye Family Sword Tomb to catch fish."
The fat man turned his face, a little worried: "What is a sacrificial sword?"
Before Li Chengru could explain, Ye Qingxian, the sword attendant next to him, said: "In addition to the 'Burial Sword' that is widely known in the Ye Family Sword Tomb, there is also a 'Sword Sacrifice' technique, which uses the essence and blood of the sword holder to use a special weapon.
The skill is integrated into the sword body, making the sword soul more compatible with you. During this time, the strength, speed, and sharpness of the sword body will be greatly enhanced. Within one stick of incense, the entire strength will increase by at least 20%."
Everyone smacked their tongues, obediently, 20%, the stronger you are, the more invincible you are.
"However, the side effects on the user are also extremely strong. Such an increase in a short period of time will cause damage to the body's meridians. It can range from inconvenience for four to five days, to being unable to get out of bed for one or two months, or even causing lifelong hidden diseases and never being able to board again.
Most likely."
A group of people understood that if they no longer had any worries about such a heaven-defying ‘sacrificial sword’, the Ye family would become the dominant family.
But then he became worried, what should Xu Qingmu do?
The sword attendant Ye Qingxian was a little embarrassed: "I also taught the master the formula for sacrificing the sword."
After hearing this, the woman sitting higher up relaxed.
Sure enough, Xu Qingmu, who was standing opposite Xu Pei, also held Chouli in front of him, crossed his hands, and then acted exactly like Xu Pei, biting off his fingertips and pouring them on the Chouli sword. The two teenagers burst out loud at the same time:
"I use my blood to summon the sword spirit - to sacrifice the sword!"
As the blood dripped in, the two swords stuck on the ground clanged and rose up from the ground, each suspended beside the sword master, pointing their swords at each other. Then, the two teenagers made fists with their hands and rushed directly towards each other.
The swords were also suspended in the air, and they exchanged blows in the air, sparks flying.
On the field, the two teenagers clashed with each other with fists, and their fists went to the flesh.
Xu Pei's face was ferocious and full of anger: "Impossible, why do you know how to use the 'Sword Sacrifice' method, which is the only method of learning from my Ye family?"
Xu Qingmu punched his opponent in the face, and his own stomach was punched away by Prince Xu Pei. The two sides took a step back for a buffer. Xu Qingmu answered the question: "This punch is for Cao Dan!"
As he spoke, he was running around in the thirty-sixth cycle of Beiming. Regardless of the severe pain in his abdomen, he punched the opposite prince with a black mist in his eyes, full of momentum.
After all, Xu Pei had practiced swordsmanship for a long time and had a solid foundation. He also waved his hands and made fists, and rushed towards the person. The two swords in the air quickly turned their sword tips and flew towards the two people below. They were bound to do the same thing.
Li. The two of them had no regard at all. They fought with red eyes regardless of life and death in the school grounds. Blood dripped all over the ground and the sound of swords sounded, which shocked people's hearts.
Where is the battle of the four realms?
This has become a fight to the death!
The two men were fighting to the death in the middle of the stage, and the palms of both men and women on the stage were sweaty.
Wen Renbo, who was hiding in the dark, was covered in black mist, but he was also very nervous.
The two of them continued to fight, and then each of them recruited each other, holding the two flying swords in the air again in their hands. At this time, both of them were covered in blood, gasping for air, only staring at each other, full of hostility.
The two men stood up with their swords in hand, neither using sword moves, but simply stabbing each other.
Both of them understood this blow. After fighting for so long, they had already lost their physical strength. They were just driven by their thoughts, only attacking and not defending. If they were stabbed by this sword, the two teenagers would most likely die on the spot.
Just when the two were about to collide, a gray figure descended from the sky and stood between them. He stretched out his hands to bounce the two swords away, and pressed one on the young man's shoulders.
"That's it for now."
Xu Qingmu and the prince Xu Pei were at the end of their crossbows. Their swords were bounced away and their forward movement was blocked. Their bodies became unstable and their breath could not be adjusted quickly. They fainted one after another.
Holding the boy in one hand, the man looked graceful and graceful.
On stage and off stage, inside and outside the tent.
All bowed their heads.
"The Emperor is mighty!"
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The poor scholar in Jinling City had three inches of reed grass in his mouth. The black fifth piece on the chessboard suddenly shattered, and the white fifth piece also cracked. The man took out his crotch, and then buttoned his teeth as if he didn't care.
Said to himself:
"I wanted to stay at home in Jinling City, but there are always some smart fools who bother the three-legged cat."
Then he stood up. The white gown that he never changed all year round was full of holes, and his shoes were also yellowed.
Lu Sancun raised his feet and looked around, then smoothed his tattered gown with his hands. Looking at the most prosperous hook-and-rail tile house in Jinling, he said happily: "I wonder what color bottom my sweetheart is wearing today?"
I guess it’s red!”
But then he thought of something, and slapped himself angrily: "Look at my memory, since I taught you a lesson last time, I have already compromised and agreed..."
Lu Sancun smiled evilly.
"Nothing to wear."
After that, the poor scholar stepped out with great momentum: "My kick will probably make the world shake three times, right?"
The Yishi who was passing by looked around and saw nothing strange, so he rolled his eyes at the person in front of him.
"ill!"
Lu Sancun scratched his head and smiled.
But in the distance, everyone in the four major Shanggong academies looked frightened——
The book-turner is, after all,
was born.
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By the time Xu Qingmu woke up, it was already three days later.
The sword servant squatted beside the bed, resting his cheek with his elbow and dozing off. He accidentally nodded his head to the bed, and his raised elbow directly hit Xu Qingmu on the bed. Xu Qingmu, who had just woken up, grimaced in pain.
, this little girl really knows how to pick places.
When Ye Qingxian saw Xu Qingmu wake up, how could he care about the warmth and softness on his elbow just now? He shouted, wake up, wake up, the master is awake.
After a while, the crowded tent was filled with people.
The fat man hugged her tightly, with tears in his eyes.
"I've been sleeping for three whole days, and I thought you would never get up again!" Looking at the fat man hugging him, I felt moved in my heart. But the fat man used too much force, and one of his feet happened to be pressed against the body of Ye who had been hurt just now.
The place where Qingxian's elbow hit.
"hiss--"
"Fat man...why don't you get up first..."
Xu Qingmu grinned and chased the fat man away, and slowly got out of bed. He had not dripped water in three days, and the injuries from the previous battle made his body extremely weak. After thanking everyone one by one, Xu Qingmu found Li Chengru alone.
Apart from himself, he is the only one who understands Zhou Tian.
Xu Qingmu's body has reached the twenty-sixth level of Beiming...