When Zhan Meiling saw that Shen Tu Li was being teased by Di Cangqiong, she couldn't help but feel her face heat up, and she managed to say seriously: "Senior, don't be joking. Our sect's gold-piercing jade roar must be guided by Lieyuan Zhengang. How is that possible?"
Is this... just child’s play?”
Di Cangqiong nodded slightly and said: "I also have doubts in my heart, but Sima Yu swears by it, claiming that this unique skill has been improved by him.
It was a waste of all my trust in him."
Zhan Meiling heard the sarcasm in Di Cangqiong's words, and her face was so red that she was almost bleeding. The disciples of the Kongtong Sect also had weird looks on their faces, and some of them even couldn't help covering their mouths and snickering.
Shang Hongxiu was stunned when he heard this. When he woke up, he raised his eyebrows and said to Zhu Feng: "Didn't you say before that the Grand Master has an aloof and arrogant temperament and has always been unsmiling? How could it be like this now?"
Zhu Fengyin was also confused and couldn't hide his embarrassment after hearing this: "This must be Master, but I have never seen him like this. This... is indeed strange."
Shang Hongxiu couldn't make sense of what he was hearing. As he was pondering, he heard someone stammering: "You are the one...who talks nonsense and deliberately slanders...our leader, we...will not believe you."
Lin Qianmeng, who had always been shy and timid, stood up angrily. Di Cangqiong was not upset when he saw this, but rather said kindly: "Young lady, you are so spirited, but how can you conclude that I am just telling the truth?"
Lin Qianmeng's delicate body trembled slightly, and she said with a solemn expression: "Our leader... is highly respected and upright, how could it be... so ridiculous, even... disrespectful to his identity, deliberately lying to you, you... must not
Dare... to confront our leader... face to face!"
Di Cangqiong smiled slightly and said: "That's it. It seems that I was full of loopholes and was exposed by the little girl on the spot. When you see your leader in the future, you can report to him exactly what you just said. If your leader
If you can listen, I will definitely reward you with good things."
Lin Qianmeng didn't expect that with just a few words, she could make a great master surrender. She was stunned and at a loss when she saw Shen Tu, whose face was already as black as the bottom of a pot, stepped forward and said in a cold voice:
"After all these years, senior has indeed become more charming, but right now you are healing the Nine Poison Madam, so the longer you delay, the more disadvantageous it will be to you. So why bother digging your own grave?"
Disappointment was hidden in Di Cangqiong's eyes, and for a moment Fang said in a serious voice: "Are you really stubborn?"
Shentu snorted solemnly and said: "Eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor, there is no difference between understanding and not understanding."
Di Cangqiong's expression grew colder and he said slowly: "If I had known that Li Yuanzong would educate you like this, I would never have agreed to let you become your teacher."
Shentu Li's face suddenly became violent. As he held the hilt of his sword tightly, he said in a cold voice: "The past has become a thing of the past. I wonder if my senior is willing to teach me."
Di Cangqiong made a stroke with his left hand to the chest, his aura was as deep as the mountains, showing the demeanor of a master. His sharp eagle eyes were as cold as ice. The ancients said that he could be powerful without being angry. This is what he said.
Looking down at Shen Tu Li, Di Cangqiong said in an understatement: "It's the father's fault if you raise him or not teach him. Since you are so impatient, what if I give him some advice?"
Although there was some teasing in his tone, the momentum was no longer what it was before. Seeing that Di Cangqiong finally took it seriously, Shen Tuli also raised his true energy, raised his giant sword and said in a deep voice: "Since senior insists on giving up, I have no choice but to accept it.
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"But as the saying goes, the sword has no eyes. If you really hurt Lady Jiudu, it will be her fate."
Di Cangqiong's eyebrows twitched, and he said disapprovingly: "I will give you three chances. If you can hurt me, I will retire from now on. If you can hurt her, I will commit suicide to apologize."
Shentu Li was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Arrogant!"
As he shouted, he saw the giant sword in Shen Tuli's hand triggering the heavenly fire, piercing through his body with powerful martial energy, and the six-foot black blade rolled up a blazing whirlpool that broke through the sky, just like the sky-destroying flame dragon in the ninth level of purgatory.
Wanting to burn everything around him, he rushed towards Di Cangqiong unstoppably.
Although the disciples of the Kongtong Sect were still far away, they still felt the strong wind hurting their faces. They were frightened and couldn't help but change their expressions.
Zhu Fengyin was secretly worried at first, but now he saw Shentu Li's powerful sword, which was even more powerful than in the previous battle at Zhen'ao Mansion. He was so shocked that he almost screamed out.
At the critical moment, Di Cangqiong smiled indifferently, and suddenly raised the sword fingers of his left hand. It was the Kongtong Sect's secret skill "Lingxi Lock". In an instant, his two index and middle fingers had firmly clamped the body of the giant sword, just like iron.
The box breaks the dragon and does not allow the blazing blade to cross the thunder pool even half a step.
This time it was a head-to-head confrontation. Shen Tuli was not willing to give in easily. He gritted his teeth and gathered all his strength, vowing to destroy the city and attack Huanglong.
Helpless, Di Cangqiong is the pioneering martial arts master after all, and the Nayuntunhai Zhenjue he created is extremely mysterious. Even though he is not fighting with all his strength at this time, the vast Zhenyuan is still like the Yangtze River, endless, making the opponent
Totally irresistible.
The stalemate lasted only a moment, and instead of being able to advance even half an inch, the Great Sword was forced to retreat steadily.
Shentu Li knew he was outmatched, so Huo Di used his remaining strength, raised his sword and retreated to escape. Fortunately, Di Cangqiong did not leave any trouble, and he did not suffer any loss from this move.
When the disciples of the Kongtong Sect saw the figures separated, they all let out a sigh of relief. Only Zhan Meiling frowned, obviously seeing the gap in strength between the two sides, and was hesitating whether to stop or not.
Zhu Fengyin, on the contrary, was already beaming with joy at this time, and said with admiration in his eyes: "It seems that my worries are unfounded. Master, he is always getting stronger, and I...are really far behind."
There was also a gleam in Shang Hongxiu's eyes. When he heard this, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, then cleared his throat and said: "Okay, the three heroes of Shentu, as the saying goes, 'The expert will know if there is anything when he reaches out his hand.' This move just now is enough to get a glimpse of your personality."
If you can do it, those who know how to do it will retreat, and don’t bring shame on yourself.”
She was borrowing the exact words that Shen Tuli had previously used to ridicule Zhu Fengyin, and it was indeed very sarcastic and teasing.
After hearing this, Shentu Li snorted, stared at Di Cangqiong and said, "Senior, I have nothing to say to win with internal strength. It's just a pity that you have the reputation of the Seven Swords of China."
Di Cangqiong responded and said: "There is no need to use provocation. There are only two opportunities left to see if you are worthy of my sword."
Shentu Li nodded slowly and said, "I will definitely not disappoint my senior."
After he said that, he suddenly made a horizontal stroke with his giant sword, and he stood up and slashed at him like thunder and lightning. The direction of the blade was right at Di Cangqiong's head.
Although this move is extremely simple and simple, it is more powerful than anything else. It uses strength to defeat cleverness.
Especially when used by an extremely skilled person like Shen Tuli, there is a hidden and subtle back-up move that must not be taken lightly.
Di Cangqiong's face showed a look of approval, and he immediately condensed the innate sword energy between his fingers. The invisible Xuan Gang was like a sealing pick, and he took advantage of the situation and stabbed Shen Tuli's wrist veins. This was the best way to take advantage of the enemy's sword.