Three hundred and fortieth chapters faint pressure victory
Fighting, fighting, fighting again, don't these people have other things on their minds?
After feeling some contempt in her heart, Lin Yanli was hesitating whether to agree to Shen Qiao's conditions.
An old swordsman next to him heard that there was something to watch, and immediately shouted: "Xiao Yanli is going to have another fight with Shen Qiao, we have something to watch."
On one side is Lin Yanli, who took over Tai'a Sword and became the new sword master, and on the other side is Shen Qiao, who has defeated many local young swordsmen in Mutian City from the Danxia Sect. The fight between the two is very interesting.
A female Sword Immortal clapped her big hands and shouted softly: "Shopkeeper, please don't be stingy with two more bamboo flower carvings, peanuts and sour radish. I have two extra spiritual stones."
Chen Ke stood and blinked, looking at Lin Yanli, Shen Qiao, and finally Liu Ying.
Liu Ying saw that Chen Ke didn't make any movement, so she hurriedly said: "What are you doing in a daze? Move the wine quickly!"
Chen Ke remained motionless, and Liu Ying wrote down the drinks requested by the sword fairies on the cardboard, and had no choice but to go and get them herself.
I don’t know what’s wrong with this little guy. He’s like a lost soul who can’t walk. He can’t even earn spiritual stones.
Lin Yanli stood there and thought for a while. When he saw the people behind him looking like they were watching a show, he couldn't help but said angrily: "You guys are not good at heart!"
Then he slapped his palm on the iron frame and bravely responded, "Just fight!"
In fact, it is not the fault of these swordsmen being too curious. In fact, Shen Qiao and Lin Yanli had fought twice before, and the two were evenly matched. Although Lin Yanli won in the end, it was quite tricky and was not included in the scope of swordsmanship.
Now that Lin Yanli has taken over the Tai'a sword inherited from the sword master, the whole city is paying attention. Her progress in swordsmanship is the most concerned issue among the swordsmen in the city.
"You agreed! Just wait." Shen Qiao was a little surprised. He took a few bites of the roast chicken in his hand, placed it on the barbecue rack, wiped the oil on his hands clean with his clothes, and wiped his mouth, "Where is it?" Fight, right here?"
Lin Yanli looked around and saw that many of the surrounding shops were closed. She turned her attention to the wine shop. With so many seniors there, there should be no risk of damage to the wine shop.
"Just fight here!" Lin Yanli said decisively.
"good!"
Shen Qiao ran to the intersection in small steps, stood upright, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword, pushed it forward, held it in front of him and said: "Danxia Sect Shen Qiao asked Jian Lin Yanli."
Lin Yanli stepped forward, leaped several feet away, and landed steadily, "Thousand Demon Sect Lin Yanli leads the sword."
After saying that, he raised the fingers of his left hand together, and a pair of flying swords came out of his sleeves. The short-edged silver sword was the flying sword "Tian Tian", and the three-foot peach wood sword was the flying sword "Reunion".
The three-foot-long "Reunion" flying sword no longer looks that long as the girl's height increases. When the girl holds it in her hand, it still looks a little mighty and domineering.
After Shen Qiao stood up straight, a pair of lanterns appeared behind him, corresponding to the sun and moon. He carried the lanterns behind his back. The sun and moon suddenly brightened, and the sword energy was cold.
A swordsman noticed carefully that within the range illuminated by the pair of sun and moon, the falling snowflakes were cut in half by the subtle sword energy.
Li Zhujiu's loss to such a sword cultivator was not unjust.
Lin Yanli changed from holding a sword with one hand to both hands, and his whole body burst into the sky with great righteousness, attracting frequent side glances from the people around him.
This girl's awe-inspiring righteousness is much stronger than last time, but it's a pity that it's not Chen Mo's awe-inspiring sword aura.
Haoran's sword energy and Haoran's righteousness are both Haoran. There is only one word between them, but the mystery behind them is completely different.
Haoran Zhengqi, as the name suggests, is the purest Haoran Qi between heaven and earth. Invisibly, it has the effect of washing away all things in the world and cleansing away the filth. Because it is relatively mysterious, few people in the world have cultivated Haoran Zhengqi.
As for Haoran's sword energy, it also has the effect of washing away the filth in the world. It is a little less mysterious than Haoran's righteous energy, but more powerful and domineering. It contains the method of killing, which can make the sword wielder more refined and more powerful.
For sword cultivators, Haoran's sword energy is better than Haoran's righteousness, while for martial arts cultivators, talisman cultivators and other monks, Haoran's righteousness is far better than Haoran's sword energy.
Nowadays, Lin Yanli is the sword master. In the future, he will definitely reach the top in swordsmanship. When he is the strongest in swordsmanship, the awe-inspiring Qi he carries is not the awe-inspiring sword Qi but the awe-inspiring righteousness. This will more or less make the city's favorite swordsman, Lin Yanli, optimistic.
Pity.
"Please advise!"
"Please advise."
The two of them said in unison, and their figures looked like an illusion, and they collided with each other in an instant.
The two long swords collided with each other, erupting with a harsh metallic sound. A ripple visible to the naked eye spread, and the sharp edges of the two long swords intertwined to form a curtain of light.
An old man sitting on the roadside holding a wine jar and drinking alone saw this scene. He chuckled and raised his finger to erect a curtain of sword energy in the wine shop to block the surging sword intent of Lin Yanli and Shen Qiao.
Outside the liquor store.
One of the young sword cultivators murmured: "Xiao Yanli's progress is truly embarrassing."
Several old swordsmen nodded silently, agreeing with the young swordsman's words.
Lin Yanli's wrist shook, and the long sword swung its tail like a dragon. The water vapor attracted by him condensed into water flow. He raised the sword and pushed it, and the water flow turned into countless small pocket swords. Each pocket sword performed different sword skills.
Same, dazzling, dizzying.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Xiao Yanli has really kneaded those sword intentions together. I actually vaguely saw Xiao Zhou Mo's Haitang sword skill. Is this what Xiao Yanli calls practicing the sword of the heart? It's great!"
The old man with a long beard on his chin also came to the wine shop today to support him. Seeing the swordsmanship performed by Lin Yanli's pocket swords, his eyes couldn't help but get wet.
“What an eye-opener.”
"The sword master has a successor."
“Returning home soon!”
These compliments were ignored by Lin Yanli. She glanced up at Chen Ke and saw Chen Ke's slightly nervous expression. She nodded gently to dispel Chen Ke's concerns and drew her sword with all her strength.
Raising one hand, a wave of heat hit his face, a red flame bud bloomed at the tip of the sword, and fire dragons spiraled up from the ground. The hot fire brought the sword intent and swallowed Shen Qiao and the water vapor whole.
Behind Shen Qiao, a pair of sun and moon smashed through the fire dragon and led him to the eaves in the distance.
The girl holding the umbrella closed the umbrella at some point, and dense snowflakes fell on her shoulders, making her beautiful face even more delicate and charming.
Lin Yanli became stronger, growing faster than Shen Qiao's strength.
Lin Yanli said last time that as long as she defeated Shen Qiao once, she would win every time in the future. This sentence was not a joke.
Shen Qiao stood on the eaves with a very solemn expression. It was now difficult for him to deal with Lin Yanli's sword moves.
This feeling is like running on the same mountain road, and you who have been leading are suddenly passed by others, and you can only watch the people in front of you go away.