Just as Qin Liangyi regained his confidence and was about to show off his talents again, someone among the onlookers suddenly shouted:
"Look...what is that?"
"Net? It's the rune array net just now!"
Everyone looked up after hearing the sound, and saw a large net that seemed to have disappeared out of thin air suddenly falling from the sky. The light of runes on it shone like a bright star, and it turned out to be the net that had been pointed into the sky by Long Fushi for a long time. A rune array diagram!
The so-called twists and turns, this fight that originally had a huge disparity in power, once again gave everyone a big surprise. It opened their eyes and also gave them a deeper understanding of the word "there are people outside."
"It's the clutch finger again, it actually fooled everyone!"
Similarly, the young man's heart was shocked again and again, which was actually no less than that of others.
The rune array should have never disappeared, but Long Fu Shi imitated the movements and power of the clutch fingers to hide it from the sky.
Of course, it is impossible to deceive everyone, because in the eyes of the strong, such imitation is only a little bit better than a deception. But if you want to deceive ordinary monks in a fierce battle, it is obvious that Long Fushi is perfect. It explains what strategizing is.
But including Qingyun and even a group of senior experts, they all thought that Long Fushi, who was good at formations and runes, would use his methods to repay others.
Who would have thought that the direction of the rune array's rapid fall would suddenly shift a little!
Before Qin Liangyi had time to react, the formation network clattered onto the thunder and light formation he had summoned behind him!
At this time, Long Fushi's beautiful eyes closed slightly and then opened quickly. In the blink of an eye, he easily grasped the real sword light hidden in the spectroscopic shadow with his soft jade gloves.
However, despite the protection of the gloves, the sword light in the palm was still wildly spitting out massive thunder power. Even Qin Liangyi seemed to smell the disgusting smell of withered flesh, and only heard Long Fushi whisper:
"Sure enough, this thunder formation is everything you rely on."
"you!"
"I see that your vitality is only decreasing but not increasing. It must be because of this thunder sword. The gain outweighs the loss."
"none of your business!"
Their voices were extremely low, but they saw that Qin Liangyi still had the same attitude of refusing to eat and drinking as a penalty. Long Fushi's gentle face was once again covered with ruthless frost, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was beautiful but cruel.
"Xiao Fu Shi, are you stalling for time?"
"Why, are you in the mood again?"
"I just wanted to give you a little advice."
"Um?"
"The power of 'it' is far beyond what a young monk like you can understand and understand. You may be able to suppress it for a while, but you can't stop it from 'penetrating'. As time goes by, you will eventually be killed because of 'it' Losing all emotion, even physical senses.”
"I know it well."
"Oh, okay then~ By the way, I think this thunder formation should be an induction formation of the Five Thunder Methods that was developed in recent years. It's like a funnel, and it can indeed drain the water in the tank bit by bit. Even if you pour it out, it will be like a drop in the bucket. Even if you make a rubbing, it won't be of much use."
"You talk a lot today."
Xihe's voice in Baiyinbaoyu paused again, and then he laughed loudly, as if to sweep away the haze of being repeatedly criticized by Long Fushi.
"You too, Xiao Fu Shi."
After saying that, he fell silent again.
At the same time, Qin Yun didn't care about the sect's face and suddenly shouted:
"Liang Yi, be careful!"
As he spoke, he also flew up and rushed towards the school boundary, but what greeted him was a handle of soft wooden dust.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, is it possible that your sect can only win but cannot afford to lose?"
The master of Fuchen's voice sounded a little old, but it was also quite majestic. It was Zhizhengtang and an important figure among Shenhuatian's disciples, Ding Fengyuan!
"Get away!"
Qin Yun drew his sword in anger, and the surging sword energy clashed violently with Fuchen. Even Ding Fengyuan, who was also a blood-stained generation lying among the dead, was also shocked by the opponent's profound cultivation.
"Awesome! The invisible sword energy alone can resist my weapon. Could it be that he has also cultivated the sword energy?!"
Realm and understanding seem to be directly proportional, but the so-called genius is exactly that the lower the realm, the more profound the Taoism is understood.
It seems that Qin Yun probably possesses the cultivation level of the late stage or even the perfect state of Concentration Realm. If he really understands the meaning of the sword, once the beam is formed, he will definitely become Master Bai's formidable enemy during this trip!
Ding Fengyuan has been with Bai Zhizheng for a long time, so he naturally knows how terrifying the monks with sword intent are.
But what he didn't know was that the reason why Qin Yun was so excited was not because he was a loser, but because Qin Liangyi was the new generation master of Cong Lei Sword.
Although he is not the direct core of the Qin family like himself, as the one-in-a-thousand new sword master, Qin Liangyi shoulders the important task of warming up the spiritual sword.
It can be said that the farther the sword master goes, the more powerful the Thunder Sword will become in the future, and it is impossible to say that one day it will become a magic weapon like the Giant Que Sword in Mu Dongting's hand.
Jian Qingfeng built the mountain with his sword, so naturally he valued Cong Lei Sword, who was about to give birth to a complete spiritual intelligence, and the sword master himself.
Of course, we have to mention Wangjiacun's cheerful security captain and kendo genius Sun Zhen'e again here.
Just when Qin Yun mobilized his spiritual power and planned to break through Ding Fengyuan's blockage, the two people on the field had another fierce confrontation!
However, it was a confrontation. One of them had an extremely calm face, while the other's face turned red and his expression gradually became more ferocious.
When Long Fu Shi's little hand was squeezed hard, the sword light was like a meteor shattering in the sky, with sparks flying everywhere.
Without any hesitation, she grasped the tip of Cong Lei Sword with just two fingers, as if searching for something from a bag, and then with a force even more majestic than before, she suddenly pushed the blade of Cong Lei Sword into a stick. An "arch bridge"!
Since the Thunder Sword is slender but not soft, if this continues, if Qin Liangyi does not give up his strength or uses magic to transform it into the fragments it was just now, this Spirit Sword will sooner or later be broken into two sections.
As a last resort, Qin Liangyi had no choice but to retreat.
It is said that when the enemy retreats, we advance. In this way, Long Fushi was almost in an overwhelming state in the eyes of everyone, and he pushed the opponent sideways to the thunder and light formation shrouded in talisman nets.
"You should continue to use Qingxu Sword Technique, but it's a pity that it's too late."
Long Fu Shi said softly.
Hearing this, Qin Liangyi's forehead began to ooze with beads of sweat. Until then, for the first time, a trace of fear arose in his originally calm heart.
I don't know if it's because of the other person's voice, or the beautiful eyes that are as gentle as water, but seem to be exposed to the bone-chilling wind.
Off the field, the long sword at Qin Yun's waist buzzed out of its sheath, but was firmly held back by the equally powerful Ding Fengyuan.
Although he looked down upon Old Man Ding, who only had the early stage of concentration, Qin Yun had also heard about the identity of Fang Bai Zhizheng's followers on the road.
None of the blood-stained generation who can survive the thirty-three realms will be the Yi Yu generation.
There are a lot of people in Zhizhengtang. If there is a fight, the low-level monks from the same realm will not have the advantage, let alone how the deep-rooted guy Dan Chen will behave.
It can be said that Qin Yun and Ding Fengyuan each have their own considerations and worries, but this does not make Long Fushi stop at this time.
But to the surprise of all those nervously watching the battle, Long Fushi, who had transformed from a delicate girl into a frosty girl, seemed to have failed to show her true fire. After forcing Qin Liangyi back to the thunder formation covered by a talisman net, she actually retreated gracefully. .
Wearing the fiery red cloak, she is like a delicate flower shining in the water, but after it fades away, she is like a weak willow supporting the wind. No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel pity for her.
The brilliance of the spiritual blade transformed from the clear dream of the jade flute was restrained, and then the spiritual power at the far end became as thick as ink. Then, under Qin Liangyi's astonished gaze, Long Fushi suddenly sang gracefully in her unique and graceful voice:
"The White Sword Immortal in Bailian City."
While singing, she was writing in the air, and at the same time, Zhong Lingjuan's beautiful words began to appear on the talisman net behind Qin Liangyi.
"The sound of nature."
After singing just a few words, Luo Yixian, who knew the music well, had already closed his eyes and was so intoxicated by the singing of Long Fu's poems.
I don’t know why, even though it was a low-pitched chant, and even the boundary of the school grounds partially blocked the sound, most of the monks outside the grounds could clearly hear the singing of Long Fu Shi.
"Be careful, her voice is poisonous."
Xiao on the side suddenly spoke, causing everyone to be stunned.
But thinking about it carefully, the magical sound can indeed be regarded as a kind of phantom poison.
"The voice of the poem is really nice, but this seems to be the first time I've heard her sing it."
Qingyun also thought to himself, but what puzzled him was why the word Long Fushi sang was "White Sword Immortal"?
"The Thirty-three Realms are on top of the clouds."
"The dragon leaps into the abyss and frightens the gulls and herons."
At this point, Long Fu Shi's singing stopped abruptly, and even the faces of many monks who opened their eyes suddenly showed a look of disappointment, and the words transformed by the spiritual power on the talisman's net also glowed brightly. blazing.
After a moment, those words quickly turned into twenty-one indescribable runes, and then began to rotate at high speed.
Finally, a beautiful smile bloomed on Long Fu Shi's face, which looked like the cold winter moon. Correspondingly, Qin Liangyi's mouth was filled with blood.
Then, the thunder and light array he initially summoned exploded, turned into a bright light, and was completely integrated into the "poetry network" formed by Long Fu's poem, and disappeared.
"Liang Yi!"
Seeing Fang Fang falling to his knees with blood spurting from his mouth, the monk in charge of Zhijing Cave Heaven quickly removed the barrier.
Everyone swarmed forward. Although the roaring Qin Yun was the first to bear the brunt, he did not draw his sword towards a female streamer.
What's interesting is that the first person to protect Long Fushi was not Qingyun and his group, but Ding Fengyuan who had just taken the initiative to help in the audience.
"Sister!"
"Write a poem!"
Long Qingdi got closer and immediately put on his cloak on his eldest sister. This action seemed a bit pretentious, after all, Yuan Hua realm monks had long been immune to the cold and heat.
But when it comes to Long Fushi, no matter who sees this scene, they can't feel the slightest disgust, as if she is born to be synonymous with weakness and delicateness.
Ding ding~: Does anyone still remember the last line of the limerick? Long’s poem deliberately left a sentence just to disgust Bai Zhizheng, hahaha~
