Not only did Meng Xuezhou marvel at what he saw, but even everyone who was shy at first couldn't help but come out to watch the fun.
I have never seen the swordsmanship of the little girl in black. Look at the sword skills of the girl in green, which are also unheard of.
Fu Zhu didn't want to have any more entanglements with Liu Linzong, and drew a sword pattern, smeared it on the sword body, and the translucent long sword was suddenly dyed with a layer of icy blue light, like a black ice sword.
Liu Linzong did not dare to be careless, so he transferred his spiritual power and injected it into the long sword, and a flash of spiritual light appeared on the sword.
The two swords intersected, making an exciting sword sound.
"Who do you think can win?"
"Liu Lin Zong, he is a Nascent Soul sword cultivator after all!"
"But the girl opposite is also a Nascent Soul sword cultivator."
"..."
"How old is she in the Nascent Soul realm?"
"Hey, you didn't know this. I heard that I took the Frost Spirit Fruit from the eldest lady of the Yu family and jumped into the Nascent Soul realm. I didn't rely on my own strength to reach the level. I wonder!"
There is a lot of contempt in the words, which seems to be dissatisfaction and using external objects to improve strength.
Someone heard the sourness in his words and said, "Even if you don't take the Frost Spirit Fruit and become a Nascent Soul, you still have the Golden Elixir Perfection. How many Golden Elixir Perfections can you find in the world of cultivation at this age? Let me see. Just jealous of others."
After being exposed, the man's face didn't look good, and he snorted coldly, "My previous cultivation may not have been due to pills."
"Haha, what you say is interesting. Other people's realms are made up of pills, but yours is the real deal."
"Are you thinking that you can't even pile up the elixirs?"
"Hey, you two fellow Taoists, please stop arguing. It's hurting the harmony."
Someone in the crowd said something fair, "No matter what your level is, this swordsmanship is real."
That's fair, but if you listen closely, it's clear which side he stands on.
"This dear friend is still able to speak and hit the mark."
"That's right, swordsmanship cannot be faked!"
Fu Zhu had a relaxed look on her face, and she could still smile and talk, while Liu Linzong had a serious expression, sweat dripping from her temples, and the hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly.
How could he lose to a girl who was in a lower level than him?
Liu Linzong's eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he gritted his teeth and refused to give in.
The girl in green clothes opposite him was leisurely and contented. She sighed and said, "I won't continue playing with you today."
Hearing this, Liu Linzong laughed inexplicably, "Playing?"
"I've tried my best with swordsmanship, but in your eyes it's just for fun? Hahahahaha, you're simply too deceptive!"
"Even if I blow up my Nascent Soul, I will still drag you to hell!"
Fu Zhu cursed softly in his heart, feeling frantic.
The corners of Lu Yu's eyes twitched, "Liu Linzong is really crazy now. He blew up his Nascent Soul. If you don't want to live, don't drag others with you!"
He didn't care about Sanqing anymore, and quickly flew to a distance and put up a defensive shield.
Sanqing chased after him, "You old thief, don't run away!"
Everyone who saw Liu Linzong's intention no longer wanted to watch the show, and they all stayed away as far as possible.
When a Nascent Soul cultivator self-destructs, the power is vastly different from that of a Nascent Soul attack.
"Fellow Taoist Fu Zhu, please stay away for now!" Meng Xuezhou reminded as he evacuated.
Fu Zhu quirked his eyebrows and said, "I know."
But her movements didn't seem like she was trying to avoid him. Liu Linzong was really crazy now. No matter where she went to avoid him, he would catch her.
Why don't we just do it here? Everyone just vacated the space.
boom!
The terrifying spiritual power made a huge noise.
The nearby Yufu Island trembled three times. The white clouds in the sky approached the cyclone and were torn to pieces in an instant. Thousands of piles of snow were suddenly rolled up in the quiet sea.
There was deathly silence all around, and the crows and magpies were silent.
"Liu Lin Zong...he actually blew himself up?" Lu Yu murmured.
The spiritual power was shrouded in light, making it difficult to see the specific situation inside. There was a moment of confusion in his eyes, and then light burst out.
It would be fine if Liu Linzong dragged the girl to death. He remembered that the eldest lady had said that the girl had a sword on her, and he took the sword back to claim credit.
Sanqing's hands moved for a moment, but she remembered the secret message Fu Zhu had given her and didn't act impulsively. When she saw Lu Yu, she looked excitedly at the spiritual light that had not dissipated. She rolled her eyes and silently cut Lu Yu's neck from behind with the dark silver sword.
"you……!"
Lu Yu's eyes widened and he stared at San Qing. The little girl tilted her head and made a face, "Go and keep him company!"
Meng Xuezhou touched the back of his neck and felt a slight chill.
I should have known better not to tease Sanqing.
Just as he was thinking about it, he was tapped on the arm, "Here, give me back your sword."
Sanqing held Qinghong who was still dripping blood, straightened her arm, and handed him the sword.
Meng Xuezhou put on a flattering smile, took back the sword, took out a dark cloth from his arms, and wiped the blood on it.
After the sword was wiped clean, he put the sword back into its scabbard.
Sanqing couldn't help but glance at him. He was a sloppy ghost, but he cherished his sword.
Meng Xuezhou suddenly felt his scalp numb and stared straight ahead, fearing that he would meet Sanqing's eyes.
The little girl holds a grudge, it’s annoying!
I don't know how she learned this superb swordsmanship. It has only been more than half a year.
Sanqing noticed the way he looked at me secretly from time to time, and couldn't bear it anymore, "Why are you peeking at me?"
If it weren't for the fact that he lent her the sword, she would have taught him a lesson and actually tricked her into sleeping in a haystack.
Meng Xuezhou touched his head and pretended to be nonchalant. Finally, he couldn't resist his curiosity and asked, "How did you practice your sword skills?"
Sanqing said: "Just sleep."
There was still a bit of depression in her tone. She had been sleeping on the thirteenth floor waiting for the talisman beads for almost half a year! Every time I go to bed, I have to dream about practicing swordplay, and my brain is so tired.
Meng Xuezhou was confused: "How can I practice swordplay while sleeping?"
If your swordsmanship can be so superb just by sleeping, then everyone should just stop practicing swordsmanship and go to sleep.
Meng Xuezhou stared at Sanqing, she didn't seem to be telling lies.
Wait, Meng Xuezhou's mind was spinning, and he suddenly caught something, and blurted out, "Have you learned the magical power of flying swords in dreams?"
Sanqing reluctantly said, "I guess so."
What Yu Xingshu said seems to be similar to this?
Meng Xuezhou felt like something was stuck in his throat. At first he lied to Sanqing that he was practicing swordplay in his sleep, but he didn't expect that he actually practiced swordplay in his sleep!
Why didn't this luck hit him on the head?
Meng Xuezhou took two deep breaths and continued to inquire: "How did you learn this magical power?"
He remembered that there was once a senior who had a magical power of flying swords in his dream, which astonished everyone. Countless sword immortals wanted to learn this magical power, but the senior was not stingy and taught him no matter what, but no one learned it.
In the end, he had no choice but to create a yellow beam pillow, which allows people to practice swordsmanship in their sleep, but it is still far from the real magic power of flying swords in dreams.
Sanqing rolled her eyes, as if she disliked him for not being able to understand, "I've already said it."
"You can do it when you sleep."
Meng Xuezhou grinned. He also knew that practicing swordsmanship in a dream would be fine if he slept, but how could he practice swordsmanship in a dream?
The little girl blinked her watery eyes twice and suddenly realized, "Oh, I know, you have no talent. You just fall asleep every time, so you don't know how."
She giggled, as if she had picked up a big bargain.
