"Old man, what are you doing!" Qinghui was shocked when she saw this.
"Exterminate the demon!" Shangguan Longtu shouted, and the long sword in his hand turned into a rainbow, stabbing the chest of Ling'er who was standing blankly outside the palace door.
"Hey, old man, what do you want..." Before Ling'er could say anything, she felt that her whole body was enveloped by the sharp invisible sword energy. She couldn't breathe or speak. The pressure came from all directions, almost overwhelming her. My little body was crushed to pieces. Not only could I not lift my arms, I couldn't even use Qinggong!
I couldn't help being shocked, old man, are you trying to kill me?
With a thought in his mind, a bright ray of light flew quickly from the cliff and pierced Shangguan Longtu's wrist!
"Emei Flying Sword!" Shangguan Longtu shouted, flipping his wrist and stabbing the blade of the rusty sword. However, a stream of sharp energy was shot out from the sleeve of his left hand, hitting Ling'er's chest. The energy broke through the wind, faintly With the sonorous sound of gold and stone!
It's the Shangguan family's unique magic power!
After Ling'er launched her flying sword, the pressure on her body suddenly decreased, but when the wind hit her, she couldn't hide.
The Shangguan family is located in Dongting, and its status among the four major aristocratic families belongs to the west. Therefore, the magic power of a snap of the fingers implies the positions of the four stars of the West Dipper. The South Dou is for life, the Beidou is for death, the East Dou is for calculation, and the West Dou is for names, and it is mainly about names. The word 'sleepy'.
Therefore, the martial arts characteristic of the Shangguan family is "trapped". This is true of the inner strength and mental methods, and the same is true of the martial arts moves.
Therefore, using the magical fingering technique of snapping the fingers, the wind will occupy the four star positions of the West Dou and form a net, making the opponent unable to move and can only be passively beaten and captured.
Now Ling'er was enveloped by the finger wind, unable to move, and could only use the flying sword.
But after several moves between the two, it was the motionless Ling'er who gained the upper hand. The flying swords were all commanded by her thoughts, spinning and dancing as she pleased.
Although Shangguan Longtu's martial arts was extremely high and his attacks were fast, they were not as fast as Ling'er's thoughts.
Originally he took the initiative to attack, but under the fierce attack of the flying sword, he quickly became passive.
Holding the sword in his right hand and snapping his fingers with his left hand, he used all his unique skills to barely be able to resist.
Fortunately, this little girl can't do two things at once, and she can't attack when using the flying sword, otherwise he might be defeated!
"Stop fighting, stop it!" Qinghui on the side jumped up and down anxiously, "Brother Wuji, hurry up and tell me to stop. Oops, why did you suddenly start fighting after you said it nicely?"
Shangguan Wuji watched the fight between the two attentively and seemed unaware of Qinghui's shouts.
But suddenly I heard Shangguan Longtu let out a loud roar, which was deafening!
Qinghui couldn't even reach out to cover her ears before she was knocked unconscious by the roar.
Ling'er was also shocked and confused. When the flying sword's attack stalled slightly, the tip of Shangguan Longtu's sword had already pierced within three inches of her throat!
In an instant, several thoughts ran through Ling'er's mind. The first thought was that Mr. Shangguan wanted to kill me, and the second thought was to use Feijian to kill him first!
The third thought is that I can't kill the old man because he is Fat Brother's grandfather. The fourth thought is that the old man should not kill me for no reason. There must be a reason.
As soon as the second thought came out, the flying sword had already touched the vest of Shangguan Longtu, who didn't care about the empty door behind him. As long as the sword light was spit out, it would pierce through the heart immediately, but the sword energy only pierced Shangguan Longtu's chest. The clothes came to an abrupt end.
Because Linger has already had his third and fourth thoughts.
But the tip of Shangguan Longtu's sword also stopped half an inch away from Ling'er's throat. He looked at her in disbelief and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you kill me?"
"Master, didn't you kill me too?" Ling'er was actually frightened enough. Her white forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Her voice was trembling slightly as she spoke. Her little heart was beating so fast, thump thump thump thump. of.
"Ling'er, Qing Ling, hahaha, this is a good name!" Shangguan Longtu casually threw the long sword back, and inserted it impartially into the scabbard of Qinghui who fell to the ground.
Shangguan Wuji went over and gently rubbed Qinghui's head twice. Qinghui woke up immediately, with a look of panic on her face, "They're not going to fight, are they?"
"No fight." Shangguan Wuji said with a smile, "Master Qinghui, are you okay?"
"Of course I'm in trouble, I was knocked unconscious but I'm fine!" Qinghui said loudly, "I see that the old man is in trouble too, so why bother fighting with Ling'er!"
"Old man, why are you kidding me?" Ling'er wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and covered his chest, scaring everyone to death!
"Ling'er, you only have spirituality in your heart, but you don't have a trace of demonic nature. However, I am careless and troubled. You are really reckless. I apologize to you here." Shangguan Longtu said and bowed to Ling'er.
"Old man, I don't even understand what you are talking about!" Ling'er turned sideways to avoid returning the gift, looking confused.
"Master Qinghui, please forgive me for being rude." Shangguan Longtu did not answer, but apologized to Qinghui, with a calm demeanor, as if the life-and-death fight just now had never happened...
"Juniors don't dare." Qing Huixin said, what else? If I don't forgive you, will I still let my junior sisters set up a sword formation and fight with your grandfather and grandson?
It's a shame that the master always praises you as a god and has special respect for you, otherwise he would start arguing with you!
"Headmaster Qinghui, I have two things to say to Miss Ling'er. If it's convenient, could you please find us a quiet place?" Shangguan Longtu's words meant that you should avoid it.
"It's convenient, why is it inconvenient? The old man can do whatever he wants, and the younger generation can only obey his orders." Qinghui was already quite unhappy, which could be heard from her tone.
"Thank you so much." Shangguan Longtu smiled slightly and didn't care.
Qinghui invited them into a Zen room. After coming out, she immediately summoned all the junior sisters and set up a sword formation around the Zen room.
If something happens to the junior sister later, no matter whether Mr. Shangguan is a god or a bodhisattva, we will be offended!
What Shangguan Longtu wanted to say to Ling'er was also a long story.
Let’s start with the eldest grandson’s serious illness. You are young, so you must not know this person yet, right?
You know, that's good. This man's martial arts skills were so high that he had no opponent back then, but why did he kill people randomly? It was his inner demons that were causing trouble. In fact, this person was not like this before he mastered the magical skills.
Do you know Wu Fatian Ling'er, the King of Pagodas?
You know, tsk tsk tsk, it’s amazing. His martial arts back then was also very high, and he had mastered flame palm to the extreme, but he also became obsessed with it. But he hasn’t appeared for many years, I’m afraid...
"He is dead." Ling'er said.
"Really?" Shangguan Longtu didn't know, "How did he die?"
"I don't know very well," Ling'er said. "Anyway, he died. Before he died, he passed his flame palm to his brother."
"Your brother? Who is it?" Shangguan Longtu had been in prison for several years and had just been released from prison. After he was released from prison, he heard the news of Master Ciyun's death and learned that Ling'er had mastered the Emei Flying Sword, so he hurried over... ...But I don’t know Xiao Chen’s name either.
