Now that I have learned the technique of clone shadow transformation and comprehended the magical power of splitting light and shadow transformation, I can't just pretend to be deaf and dumb and not give any indication, right?
If there is no sign of any kind, the Huo family will use all the strength of the entire clan to pursue and kill him until death.
In fact, any expression is nonsense, the only way is to marry Huo Ling.
Even this path doesn't guarantee survival.
Unless you never use Huo's Kung Fu and magical powers.
Because there was no time, and because he felt restless, Bicheng lifted the protective formation and went outside.
A sigh came, and Huo Ling was already waiting in front of her.
"I just arrived."
Huo Ling explained.
But the explanation was very weak. Bi Cheng could tell by the law of time that it had been more than half a day.
"Come inside."
The two entered the house, and Bicheng peeled a piece of fruit for Huo Ling.
Huo Ling took a bite and said:
"I think……"
"Don't say it, I understand what you are thinking. I already have twenty or thirty wives, I can't take any more..."
"That's not the case. I just want to be friends with you."
"Friends who don't have a relationship like husband and wife? Do they exist?"
"If you need me, I'll do anything."
"We're not married, so you're not afraid of the family? You're not afraid, and neither am I? You want me to die."
Huo Ling was shocked:
"It won't come to that, I won't say anything."
"You're childish."
Huo Ling looked over with tears in her eyes, and Bi Cheng felt sad for a moment.
Bicheng's teenage fashion show has developed a dandy habit. Although he has always forced a smile, he still has a hard-to-change habit when it comes to women. He has a kind of pity disease that makes women shed tears.
Seeing Huo Ling lowering her head and saying nothing, Bi Cheng said:
"Don't come to me again. I will consider our affairs and give you an answer. I have burned the manuscript, but I have memorized the exercises. Therefore, I will give you an answer."
Huo Ling suddenly raised her head and stared:
"Really? It must be true."
Huo Ling felt that happiness came too suddenly and was a bit unbelievable, and suddenly she was full of doubts about the word "reply".
But there is finally a turning point. It can be said that there is hope. The face full of pain was replaced by a face full of joy, but then it was full of resentment. It was really:
The jade face is filled with sorrow and tears,
A branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
His face is full of charm, sadness and tenderness,
I love the lake and send you chrysanthemums.
Bi Cheng exchanged messenger cards with Huo Ling with his eyes closed and sent her out.
Huo Ling is the most beautiful woman in the Soul Saint Sect. She is beautiful and charming, her crystal skin is very attractive, and she has an indescribable body fragrance.
This is also the reason why she was bullied by the scumbag.
Yan Yiren's love was coquettish, but Huo Ling's was pity. He couldn't deal with either of them.
But he didn't owe Yan Yiren anything, but he owed Huo Ling a lot, very heavily.
Suddenly it occurred to me that if I saved Huo Ling once, maybe I could get even?
He shook his head and stopped thinking about all this nonsense. He would be on the ring in an hour.
Finally meeting someone who used a sword as a weapon, Bi Cheng became excited and started a fierce battle with the Soul Sword.
A voice came from the next stage:
"Holy Soul Sword versus Xiaoyao Sword, there will be a good show this time."
The Xiaoyao Sect ranked eighth in the Heaven Realm and was the only sect that focused on swords. Bi Cheng knew he had encountered a strong enemy as soon as he heard this.
The four elders of the Soul Saint Sect and the leader Xiao Tianzi also became focused. The Xiaoyao Sect was even more excited, and the atmosphere under the arena suddenly became tense.
The opponent's sword skills incorporate many magical powers, and his sword energy exceeds five feet, almost six feet.
Although Bicheng Sword Qi has reached seventy feet, he has not acquired the advanced combat skills of the Holy Soul Sword for a long time, so he is gradually at a disadvantage.
In the thousand moves, Bicheng suffered three blows from the opponent, one of which pierced his right chest. Although he was not seriously injured, he bled a lot.
Bicheng did not panic from beginning to end and began to use Thunder Walk.
After that, he was no longer injured, and his sword skills with the Soul Saint Sword began to change from fast to slow. Each move became more and more standard and precise, and the battle between the two became even.
Two hours later, Bicheng's sword moves began to change from slow to fast, and gradually entered a counterattack.
After three thousand moves, he no longer used Lei Xingbu, and the two of them fought exclusively with sword skills.
After another thousand moves, Bi Cheng's Jinglong Sword trembled and released eight feet of sword energy. His sword skills were broken through, and the Holy Soul Sword entered the Great Perfection.
There was a loud sound, and the opponent's sword was broken into pieces.
Bi Cheng kept making sword moves, his moves getting faster and more sophisticated, but instead of killing his opponent, he focused on practicing his sword in the ring.
There were thunderous cheers under the ring, while Bi Cheng's opponent stood stunned on the stage, turning from an opponent into an audience.
Suddenly, Bicheng's sword energy increased by more than three feet.
The sword energy broke through eight feet and one inch, and its power increased tenfold. The arena trembled and countless cracks appeared.
The invigilator hurriedly stopped him and asked loudly:
"Xiaoyao Zong Shi Junhong, do you admit defeat?"
Shi Junhong immediately woke up and shouted while ruining the arena:
"Admit defeat!"
Xiao Tianzi was so excited that he shed tears. This battle was of great significance. Not only did Bi Cheng advance, but it was also the first time in history that Soul Saint Sword defeated Xiaoyao Sword.
The Xiaoyao Sect is the number one sword sect in the heaven, and the Xiaoyao Sword is the number one sword skill in the heaven. Bicheng broke this consensus in the heaven.
In addition, Shi Junhong is the first among Xiaoyao Sect's super saints in swordsmanship and the third among elite disciples.
Bicheng was very sorry that his mastery of sword skills was interrupted at a critical moment, and he lost a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Everyone saw this, and many people even expressed dissatisfaction with the invigilator.
For Bi Cheng, an opportunity was lost, and the same is true for audiences who love swordsmanship.
After this battle, Bi Cheng entered the top twenty-five.
After resting for half an hour, another battle began.
"Zhang Guanlong, the real sect?"
Bicheng suddenly felt an indescribable feeling between himself and Zhang Guanlong. This feeling was very strange. It was like a blood connection between the same race, but not the same. It was like a friendship connection between friends, but not the same.
Suddenly there was a huge shock in his heart, and he understood that Zhang Guanlong was also practicing the "True Self Ruyi" technique, and like himself, he was also the powerful food and his fateful enemy.
Thinking of this, the previous resentment towards Zhang Guanlong was reduced by half, and I was filled with sadness for him.
How unfortunate is a food that does not know how to advance or retreat and is so domineering!
"you know me?"
Bi Cheng snorted coldly:
"After I ascended to heaven, you made things difficult for me in the Holy City of Souls and robbed me. You are really a noble person who forgets things."
"You...you, you, you...how is it you?"
The invigilator shouted:
"Don't settle personal feuds here. Start."
Zhang Guanlong's four flying knives arrived instantly. Bi Cheng was surprised when he saw this. This was a master of flying knives.
The four flying knives combine the magical power of extreme speed and magical power of destruction. They are as fast as lightning and their lethality is unquestionable. If Bicheng were not super fast, everyone would be killed or injured the moment the battle started.
This is what Zhang Guanlong relied on to fight all the way to the top 25.
Bicheng kept dodging, but the four flying knives kept attacking him from all sides, killing him hundreds of times.
Suddenly, the seventh move of the Holy Soul Sword came out like a rain of swords, and more than eight feet of sword energy turned into tens of thousands of inches of golden needles and enveloped Bicheng. The golden needles were like rain, and the heavy rain was like a curtain. This was a battle that focused on defense and also attacked during defense. Recruit famous sword skills.
