The sword of this monk surnamed Jiang is extremely long and narrow and as thin as a cicada's wing. The sword body has some weird arcs, and the hilt looks more like it is woven from a spider web. It is black with white. Its penetration is no less than that of the Luoyun Sword in Qingyun's hand. .
As the saying goes, an inch longer means an inch stronger, this kind of long weapon will bring great convenience even in the battles of high-level monks.
"Huh? Luo Yunjian, you..."
At this time, a consciousness that was much clearer than before suddenly came from Luo Yun's sword.
"Master, I can become longer than him!"
The young master couldn't help but be stunned, then smiled in his heart:
"No, no, you and Zang Feng are just right. I'm not used to it being too long."
"Boy, Master, I'm here to repair your blind thing today!"
Seeing that Qingyun was still a little careless, the monk surnamed Jiang was furious. He had never encountered such an arrogant junior for a long time.
Unfortunately, everything backfired. In the first blow of the head-on confrontation, his eager little heart first surged like a stormy sea, and then fell as if it had been filled with lead.
powerful!
too strong!
There was a loud bang, and the wind and dust swept up the fallen leaves all over the ground. At the same time, Qingyun's waist-length hair was blown wildly, and the two long swords also erupted with a dazzling white light in the middle due to the collision of spiritual power.
Then the bright spiritual light scattered in various colors. Although both of their clothes were getting torn, they were as motionless as old trees with their entwined roots. Qingyun even fought evenly with each other when he came up!
If it weren't for the sharpness of the weapon, the frightened monk surnamed Jiang would probably be knocked back by the young master with the first strike!
"Damn! When did such a monster appear in Jiangyun Cave?"
Even though I usually slack off on eating, drinking and having fun, now I have only exerted my early stage of concentration. I can torture, no, defeat, defeat a Yuan Hua Realm monk, right?
How could he have such strong spiritual power? How could he have such a powerful body?
What this person didn't know was that Qingyun was equally surprised.
During this period of time, he had been testing the safety of the teleportation array and he hadn't paid much attention to it. Now after fighting head-on with the opponent, he was surprised to find that his overall strength had actually increased again!
This is not only the physical body strengthened by the immortal true spirit, but also the accumulation of spiritual power and Taoism of the monks!
Qingyun can even feel that a new layer of soul's afterbirth is about to condense on his divine palace!
Isn't this too damn fast?
Didn't Lao Shitou say that he had a much deeper foundation than ordinary people, so the accumulation required for breakthrough would be correspondingly much greater?
"Could it be that day at Pan's house?"
At this time, Qingyun suddenly remembered that he had had a similar "fight" in the Pan family a few days ago, and it was Pan Yueren's palm that time, which seemed to disperse some of the power that had been trapped in him.
But now is not the time to think about this. Taking advantage of the opponent's stunned moment, Qingyun saw the opportunity and used the Star Lantern Sword Step, disappearing and flashing with incredibly fast movements!
While having a clear view of the opponent's expression that ranged from shock to horror, he stabbed his right shoulder with a sword!
"This guy's strength is really not as good as Sun Zhen'e, not even one percent as good as Old Shitou. It's too weak. It seems that if you want to go further in the realm of concentration, the condensation of the soul's afterbirth is indispensable."
The young master thought to himself that if he could still use the "non-existence spirit" in the immortal punishment to enter the heartless state of stillness again, and cooperate with the Star Lantern Sword Steps, he would definitely have a chance to kill such a weak spiritual concentrator. Monk!
Of course, that's what Qingyun thinks. He doesn't want to end up like neither a human nor a ghost.
But just when he thought he could win a quick victory, the stiff muscles on the face of the monk surnamed Jiang suddenly twitched vaguely. At the same time, Yao Mengxun's message also immediately rang in his mind.
"Xiaoyun'er, be careful, he's going to cheat!"
really!
A head-on collision had already made Qingyun realize that the opponent's swordsmanship was actually quite poor. The panic faded away and his ferocity could no longer be hidden. The oily-haired and pink-faced monk surnamed Jiang raised the corners of his mouth, his sinister heart shining brightly in the sky.
I saw this man's wrist bending without any trace, a weak spiritual power quietly spread out, and his long sword suddenly became a little longer!
Not only that, the original weird arc of the sword body also became more curved, growing rapidly like a spiritual branch, and instantly turned into a strange-shaped hook sickle, and it had already bypassed Qingyun's chest by raising his hand slightly!
The most terrible thing is that as long as he pulls back slightly, he can immediately stab the young man to the core, or even cut him in half!
"Oops!"
Caught off guard, Qingyun had no time to react. Although he had several brief battles with the monks in the Concentration Realm, except for Lao Shitou and Yun Chen who put great pressure on him, the rest of them could barely cope even if they couldn't win.
In addition, Yao Mengxun's previous comments also made him a little careless. It seems that the disciples of Zhijing Dongtian are not masters who are not good at fighting.
Just when Qingyun was ready to use the Immortal True Spirit to exchange one for one, his keen five senses suddenly noticed another wave of weak spiritual power coming from the flank, as fast as thunder!
"There are still experts?!"
This spiritual power was extremely weak, and would have been difficult to detect unless one was close up. Even after hitting the monk surnamed Jiang's right hand and causing pain, he was shocked!
Delay is delay, but the opportunity has been lost, and the possibility of hurting Qingyun secretly is already slim. The monk surnamed Jiang had no choice but to give up. Qingyun also changed his thrust to blocking, using the Luo Yun sword across his arm, accompanied by a clang sound. , use the force to fly out diagonally.
"Senior Jiang's good tricks!"
"Hmph! Master, Jiang Yi, a disciple of Zixia Cave Master Ling Shuangyan, please show up and say something."
The Zixia Cave monk named Jiang Yi ignored Qingyun and shouted loudly into the surrounding air.
"Master?"
The little fox watched the battle from a distance. Although she saw Jiang Yi pause for an unknown reason during the battle, she only thought it was Qingyun who did it, and she didn't notice any sign of anyone else around her.
Only Yao Mengxun casually looked into the dark distance and smiled thoughtfully.
After calling several times in succession, but still no one answered, the expression on Jiang Yi's fair face changed.
Because the spiritual power in his numb right hand that was difficult to dispel was always reminding him that someone hiding in the dark must be invincible!
Reluctantly holding the sword, he cast his gaze on the two masked women behind Qingyun.
The auras of both of them were very powerful. The girl with the grimace obviously only had the Yuan Hua realm, but the girl with the gauze scarf gave him a very strange feeling. He could vaguely feel that the other person's realm was similar to his, but she didn't even have the slightest bit of spiritual power. scattered.
"Did you deliberately hide your cultivation? So, it was her who took action just now?"
Just as Jiang Yi was contemplating, Yao Mengxun suddenly took Alian's hand and slowly walked closer.
The little fox took her to Qingyun's side and heard him smile slightly:
"Miss Hongyu."
"Um?"
Li Hongyu, who was also watching the battle from a distance, was stunned. The feeling of familiarity and closeness quickly came to her heart, making her feel doubly confused.
"Please come forward and talk."
"Don't go over to Junior Sister Li, be careful of fraud."
Jiang Yi made a sound to obstruct him, but Li Hongyu still walked forward quickly and smoothly.
"A child of the Li family?"
Yao Mengxun used his spiritual consciousness to convey these words, but when they resounded in Li Hongyu's mind, they were like a storm and thunder.
The veil could not hide her beauty, but her silver eyes showed her wisdom. Looking at her shocked expression, Yao Mengxun covered her mouth again and chuckled, and then calmly took out a maroon token.
Astonishingly, it is a special token that can only be held by direct descendants of the Yao family!
"This! This is!"
"Shh..."
After seeing the token, Li Hongyu's eyes were as wide as a bell. Even after experiencing the initial shock, the expression on her face quickly turned into one of deep alert.
"The second young master is now in Jiangyundong. If you don't believe it, you can go and pay him a visit."
Yao Mengxun naturally knew that the other party must have suspicions and said bluntly.
"May I ask your surname? I don't think I have seen you in your home."
"My identity is related to the Yao family's secrets. You don't need to know, and you must not reveal even half of it to the outside world."
In fact, it's not surprising that Li Hongyu was suspicious. The children of the Yao family learned from many others' strengths and many did not choose to practice demonic arts. However, the senior in the Concentration Realm in front of him exuded a gentle and warm Buddhist aura.
If a person in the demonic path practices Buddhism, wouldn't it be like a hen crowing and a rooster laying eggs?
But what the other party said was serious, and he recognized his identity immediately. At the same time, the token couldn't be fake at all, so Li Hongyu knelt down on one knee in front of everyone and said:
"Li Hongyu pays homage to...senior."
"Junior Sister Li, you..."
The two of them had communicated through sound transmission and spiritual thoughts before, and Jiang Yi did not eavesdrop on them deliberately. Seeing the junior sister actually kneel down to the enemy, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
"Hongyu is very polite. We all had a misunderstanding before. I hope you can accept our apology."
"It's a misunderstanding, so why apologize? You're so polite!"
"haha okay."
Yao Mengxun admired the girl's intelligence very much, so he followed the direction of the voice and gently stroked her cheek.
It was only then that they discovered that the woman wearing a gauze veil could not see.
"The children of the superior family have never heard of a blind person. Who is she?"
Still wondering, Yao Mengxun said to Qingyun:
"Xiao Yun'er, please return that brocade handkerchief to Miss Hongyu. It's wrong to take away someone's love. Let's find another opportunity to apologize to her in the future."
"Huh? This is really hard for me..."
The little fox pursed his lips and showed resistance, and his head tilted sharply, but Yunlang couldn't resist Yun Lang's words of comfort, so he finally returned the purple brocade handkerchief.
Li Hongyu was not willing to accept it at first, but Yao Mengxun persuaded her again and again and finally accepted it.
However, this immature girl was obviously worried about what happened today, and she pulled Jiang Yi to leave without saying a few words.
Concerned that the master was on the side, Jiang Yi also didn't want to cause trouble. Anyway, he had already accomplished the task of standing up for his cute little junior sister, and he would be satisfied if the other party remembered it well.
After throwing out a few harsh words, Li Hongyu quickly left the place of right and wrong with him.
"Junior Sister Li, do you know that blind woman?"
"No...I don't know..."
Before leaving, Li Hongyu took three steps and looked back, but what caught her eyes was always the breathtakingly beautiful smile hidden under the gauze, which even made her wonder whether this woman was really blind.
Ding ding~: Tomorrow is the 15th~ I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival~
