Volume Two, The Lake of Winter Chapter 206: A Really Simple Knife
The wind and thunder at the tip of Liu Yiqing's sword shocked everyone who watched the battle.
People's screams were still brewing in their throats, and the scene was silent.
How could such a simple sword condense such powerful power?
Among the people who are watching the battle at the side door of the academy today, the only one who can truly understand this simple sword is Cheng Lixue, the head of the Tianyu Secretariat of the Xiling Temple.
He was the only one who noticed the horror of the sword just as Liu Yiqing stabbed the sword. He held the window frame with his right hand and was speechless.
This simple sword is actually not simple. It has the fullest and even perfect spiritual will, with the waiting for a hundred days of spring, and finally it has Liu Bai's sword intent!
Simple, so powerful.
Everything in the world is like this, and so is Haotian Divine Radiance.
Cheng Lixue held the window frame with one hand and felt the sharp sword intent coming from the side door of the academy. He thought that if he was the one who faced this simple sword, he would definitely not be able to take it down. He could only retreat quickly and retreat to retreat without any further.
Where there is a possibility of exploiting impossible in desperate situations.
Even if Prince Longqing was still alive, facing such a simple and powerful sword intent, and facing the wind and thunder at the tip of the sword, he could only choose to avoid his edge for the time being and take the risk of seeking the last chance of life and murderous intent at the cost of injury.
If the person in front of Liu Yiqing's sword is Dao Chi... can she block it?
When Cheng Lixue thought of the news from Xiling, he silently added to his heart, of course, the Taoist silly before going to the wasteland.
Immediately afterwards, he denied his thoughts in his heart.
If she was a Taoist before going to the wasteland, she would never block this simple sword, but would attack with expressionless expression. Before she could be stabbed to death by the sword herself, the person holding the sword would definitely die first.
So she won't die.
She can deal with Liu Yiqing's sword.
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The wind and thunder came to the face, and there was a deep sword intent hidden in it.
Faced with such a dangerous situation and such a terrifying sword, Ning Que chose to close his eyes.
At such moments, there is often only one explanation, that is, to commit suicide.
Ning Que didn't want to commit suicide, so while closing his eyes, he slashed in front of him.
He knew that with his current level of cultivation, he would definitely not be able to take this sword, so he did not think about taking it, nor did he attack like Ye Hongyu might do, but attacked against it.
The action of his slashing down with a knife was very simple, which was simpler and more primitive than Liu Yiqing's sword stab.
Because the sword itself is simpler and more primitive than the sword.
Swords are weapons deliberately cast by humans for rituals or killing.
A sword can stab a person, but not anything else.
Knife is a stone knife that humans pick up from the world, and was first used for hunting.
A knife can cut people, and it can also cut many things, such as chopping wood.
Ning Que felt the heavy weight from the hilt of the knife, and the blade broke through the subtle touch of the air's shock, and a firm and reliable feeling that had not been seen for a long time returned to his body.
He hasn't chopped wood for a long time and misses it very much.
Today I chopped wood again, although my eyes were closed, and his movements were still so skillful.
It is so skillful that it makes people feel natural to look at it.
It's so natural that it makes people feel comfortable to watch.
Liu Yiqing, who only aims at the blade, feels very uncomfortable and even uncomfortable.
Ning Que cut out with a knife, and his movements naturally moved forward. With a swing of his wrist, the magnificent Haoranqi in his body poured into the blade frantically along the hilt of the knife, even the treasure sword in the palace. So much Haoranqi suddenly injected,
It will also fall apart in an instant and fall into countless metal fragments.
But this new sword, which was tempered by the sixth senior brother and merged into the weight of three Pu swords, was extremely powerfully supported. The slender blade body trembled at a terrifying speed that the naked eye could not see clearly, and seemed to break at any time.
, and it seems that you will always bear everything silently.
A buzzing sound!
After Liu Yiqing showed his realm before, the blue brick floor seemed spotless, but at this time, the finest ash between the blue bricks were all shocked by Ning Que's knife force and diffused around!
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The people of Chang'an City who were watching the game could not see what was going on in the field. The scene in their eyes was still stuck when Liu Yiqing Fenglei was about to stab Ning Que with a sword, but the knife in Ning Que's hand was about to slash out, but
It's still just an ordinary knife in the air.
Only practitioners with a profound realm can clearly feel that there is a majestic aura of heaven and earth surrounding the plain sword in Ning Que's hand. The quantity and purity of this aura of heaven and earth are even more than Liu Yiqing Fenglei
The energy of heaven and earth absorbed by a sword is even more terrifying!
Cheng Lixue also held his right hand up to the window building, his body tense and his face was shocked.
He Mingchi, who was standing by the car, suddenly looked up and held the wheel in his right hand.
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The green leaves in the air that were crushed into powder by Liu Yiqing's sword intent turned into invisible when touched by the sword wind.
A wild flower squeaking its head in the cracks by the stone steps in the distance disappeared in an instant.
Ning Que's sword and Liu Yiqing's sword finally met.
The sword was majestic, suppressing the thunder on the tip of Liu Yiqing's sword, shaking constantly, trembling uneasy, as if it was like a candle in the strong wind, which could be extinguished at any time.
Liu Yiqing was shocked.
He didn't expect that Ning Que was obviously the weakest person on the second floor of the academy, and was even criticized by Dao Chi as a shame to the academy, so why did he show such strong cultivation strength at this time?
But he was not ready to retreat, nor was he ready to stop the sword, but the sword in his hand was still moving forward.
Because he sat in meditation at the side door of the academy for three months, he made the most preparations for the state that might occur in this duel, including Ning Que's state of rapid cultivation and rapid growth after breaking through the level of hard work.
He firmly believed that when Ning Que's sword meets the sword in his hand, there will definitely be any stagnation.
Because as long as you are a human being, you will definitely think.
As long as he thinks, Ning Que will think of the sword in his hand to the Xiaoshu.
Why is the sword of the Xiaoshu in his hands?
Chao Xiaoshu really lost to himself?
Is Chao Xiaoshu alive or dead?
If you are alive at the little tree, will you still cut off with this knife?
Are you not worried about cutting this knife, and Chao Xiaoshu will follow me to bury him?
Do you think that if you close your eyes and don’t look at this sword, you can stop thinking?
Liu Yiqing thought coldly.
He firmly believed that Ning Que would think. Even if Ning Que had non-human willpower and could ensure that the movement of swinging the knife would not be stagnant, there would definitely be a gap in his state of mind.
When the strong fight, the winner is the winner, and the winner is often only in one thought.
Liu Yiqing knew that he could grasp the gap in Ning Que's mood, so he had been preparing for this for a long time.
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However, Ning Que's movements did not stop at all.
He closed his eyes and slashed in front of him, which was so decisive and ruthless.
His thoughts did not stop either.
The reason why he closed his eyes was not that he didn't want to see the sword towards Xiaoshu.
He didn't even think about whose sword this was. He didn't even think that the Xiaoshu might die. He might be locked in the sword pavilion and life would be worse than death. If he cut it down with one knife, the Xiaoshu might really die.
He didn't think about anything. He just wanted to cut off the knife in his hand.
This idea is very simple.
The idea is much simpler than Liu Yiqing.
So it's much stronger.
The Park Knife in Ning Que's hand suddenly became brighter!
Countless golden light rays burst out from the dark sword, like a sun leaping out of the sea of clouds, or like a cloud burning in the twilight.
The golden light ejected from the blade was bound into a bunch by Ning Que's thought power. It did not sprinkle around, but turned into a bunch of flames and directly hit Liu Yiqing's face.
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Cheng Lixue's hands, holding the window lattice, suddenly tightened and stood up in the car.
Two loud noises, the window lattice was shattered, and a big hole was broken by him in the wall of the carriage.
He Mingchi, who was standing next to the car, did not notice the movement behind him. He held the wheel's right hand and used force because of his nervousness. His knuckles were deeply trapped in the wheel, and wood chips were sprayed everywhere.
The two looked at the side door of the academy in shock and shouted incredibly: "Divine Art!"
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A shrill scream rang on the blue brick floor in front of the side door of the academy.
The thousands of rays of light on Ning Que's sword hit Liu Yiqing's face like a stream of fire. The pure radiance of Haotian came into his eyes, and then pierced into his sea of consciousness, causing him a severe pain.
However, there was a real severe pain in his eyes, and any light disappeared instantly. The world became dark. No matter how firm his sword heart was, he could not help but feel refreshed and his sword momentum was chaotic.
The Pu sword in Ning Que's hand slashed on Liu Yiqing's sword.
The sword is so powerful.
The wind and thunder on the tip of Liu Yiqing's sword suddenly flew like ashes and disappeared like smoke.
It seemed as if the burning Pu knife continued to cut down.
The sword in Liu Yiqing's hand turned into countless pieces.
The sword force continues.
Ning Que closed his eyes and showed his knife. He only knew Liu Yiqing's original location.
So when Pu's knife fell, it did not hit Liu Yiqing's body that was retreating, but cut it on the blue brick floor.
But just cut it down, that's enough.
The burning Pu sword slashed heavily on the ground, splashing countless sparks. The radiance of the Haotian divine light on the sword suddenly opened up, turning into a terrifying aura of heaven and earth, hitting Liu Yiqing in the air!
The strong wind blew.
In this extremely breath of heaven and earth, Liu Yiqing's body was like a sandbag in a hurricane, flying lightly and falling heavily onto the hard ground. It rolled in a mess for more than ten times until it hit it.
It only stopped on a peach tree under the hillside.
I could only hear a sound of Kala, and I don’t know if it was the peach tree or his bones were broken.
Liu Yiqing stood up with difficulty with her trembling right hand.
At this time, his clothes were broken, and blood was flowing from his body, stained with dust, which was terrible. The peach blossoms that had been blooming for some time fell like rain, and the color of the body was three thicker than the color of blood.
The most terrifying thing is that his eyes looked as intact as before, and even had the cold sword intent at the beginning. However, when he looked at his blank expression, he could not see anything!
After a while, Liu Yiqing finally woke up from his confused mental state. However, he woke up and began to fear, because he was extremely afraid, and he began to go crazy.
He looked at the sky without any eyes, holding the remaining hilt in his hand, as if holding the last life-saving straw, waving wildly at the surroundings, shouting at the top of his lungs: "How could you use magical skills? Who is it?
Teach you the magical arts!"
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(To be continued after a while, go to bed.) (To be continued)