Xingqiong: Playing the role of the emperor, my brother Jing Yuanyuan

"Ah, what kind of sword move is this, so powerful?"

Zhong Li's hand directly shocked Yanqing.

Turn countless thin pine needles into real swords.

At least Yanqing won't do this hand.

And!

This...... Tai is hot, right.

His eyes lit up, hoping to master this trick from Zhong Li's hands.

"Teacher Zhongli, do not hesitate to teach."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Qing also held the sword qi in his chest, flowing all over his body, and with a mouthful of Honmei Sword, he drove the three long swords suspended in the air around him, and his hand flipped and shot towards Zhongli.

The sword burst through the air, like a dragon roaring up, quite powerful.

"Okay."

Zhongli only gave a two-word evaluation.

The pine needle sword in his right hand was simply cut horizontally, an unpretentious move, but Yan Qing's three swords were all sealed, and the pine needle sword came into contact one by one, and then, spinning like a wheel, and once again to no avail.

"Zhong Li's teacher's sword move is wonderful, it actually gives me a greater sense of powerlessness than the teacher, but I will not easily accept defeat, and the sword is like a leap of three feet of water."

Yan Qing urged the sword qi hidden in his chest, resonating with the three-foot water, causing the three swords that flew back upside down to tremble violently.

Suddenly, the blue light of the three swords lingered, and the edge was great, and this time it was no longer straight!

Instead, it is like a Qiao Yan dotting water, constantly interspersed around Zhong Li.

That sword is as blue as water, but its power is by no means idle.

The three swords were constantly interspersed, and Yanqing was confident that even a teacher would have to raise some spirits.

But when he looked at Teacher Zhongli, Yanqing was disappointed.

Zhong Li still had that breezy posture, holding the pine needle sword, it couldn't be said to be very serious, it was simply an old man sweeping the stick, but slowly swallowing all three of Yanqing's swords into the air.

"Damn, I don't even have the qualifications to make Teacher Zhongli serious, Wan Jian! Heavens come! "

The youthful qi is the most rampant, and I see that my sword skills have been cracked without thinking.

Yan Qing completely burst out the sword qi hidden in his chest.

Rumble!

A terrifying ice attribute sword qi rose up from his young man's body.

Under the powerful sword intent, the three feet of water flickered, and hundreds of doppelgangers surrounded his body.

Countless swords burst into light in Yan Qing's sword qi entanglement.

Then.

The countless swords shot in unison towards Zhong Li's location.

The stone mountains under his feet all cut traces under the intricate sword light.

Several nearby pine trees were also silently broken and shattered outside the powerful sword glow.

This is just the remnants of Yanqing's sword qi.

If you face it head-on, you can imagine how scary it is!

"Yanqing, look good, I'll let you understand what a sword is, ten thousand swords! Return! "

Facing Yanqing's scene of a hundred swords shooting at the same time.

Zhong Li was also a little playful.

With a shock of his wrist, the pine needle sword also burst out with a sharp aura.

Then.

The pine needle sword dispersed.

HuhTens of thousands of pine needles rushed away, like ten thousand cyan swords rushing towards them.

There are also countless swords between the two sides.

Bombard each other.

Yan Qing's hundreds of sword rays didn't even last a second, and they were torn apart by a larger number of pine needle sword radiances.

Countless cyan heroes occupied Yan Qing's sight, making him cold, and he wanted to shout but couldn't scream.

Fortunately.

Zhong Li was just talking.

When those raindrops of pine needles swept in front of him, the breath on them was removed.

Countless pine needles suddenly lost their momentum, and they fluttered in the wind.

Syllable!! Syllable!! Syllable!!

Jing Yuan watched the rise of the coffee table, and applauded repeatedly: "Wonderful! Wonderful! I haven't seen such an exquisite duel for a long time, Yanqing Kendo has a deep foundation, but lacks a trace of perfection. Dude! I can see that the hidden leader of kendo is hidden deeply, and even I have been deceived.

"What are you deceiving you, I'm proficient in swords, but I don't make it, it's just play!"

Zhong Li said calmly.

Walked over and sat opposite Jing Yuanyuan, picked up the tea that was still hot, blew it, and took a sip.

"Brother, your kendo is so strong, I feel that between you and Yanqing, in time, one will become my Luofu sword leader."

Jing Yuan sighed with emotion, blew the tea like an old brother, and took a sip.

"Teacher, with my kendo attainments, I can't even beat Teacher Zhong Li's one-handed hand, the name of the sword head is really ashamed, and Teacher Zhong Li can match the name of the Luofu Sword Head."

Yanqing came over and sat respectfully next to the two and said.

This defeat obviously did not give the teenager much blow.

If even one defeat can defeat Yanqing.

Then, he was not worthy to become Jing Yuan's disciple.

"No interest, did Yanqing write down my move?"

Zhongli smiled and asked Yanqing.

"Ah, ten thousand swords returned to the sect, write it down, but it may take some time to comprehend, well, about three days!"

Yanqing touched the back of her head, completely unaware that she was in Versailles.

"Three days?"

Zhong Li glanced at the handsome young man with a strange look.

Three days to comprehend his ten thousand swords to return to the sect?

All right!

Although, Zhong Li just said it casually, imitating some classic sword moves in his previous life.

But Yan Qing's talent also made him a little smacked!

"Is it okay for three days, if Teacher Zhongli dislikes Yanqing's talent and stupidity, then Yanqing will forget to sleep and eat today, and strive to comprehend this sword move within one day."

Yan Qing said with a shameful face.

"..."

Zhongli!

Coughed: "Enough, worthy of being a sword idiot, change Ming'er, I'll call you a few more moves." "

Seeing this young man's strong kendo talent.

Zhong Li also wanted to get him more of those sword moves from his previous life.

After all, he is his own brother's disciple!

"Thank you Teacher Zhongli."

Yanqing was in awe, and her eyes were moved!

Teacher Zhong Li is simply compared to Teacher Jing Yuan... That's so much!

"Jing Yuan, what happened to your Luofu Sword Head Master?"

Zhong Li looked at Jing Yuan again and asked without hesitation.

Although it is Jing Yuan's older brother.

But he hadn't seen that Luofu Sword Head!

Because he fell asleep too early.

When Jing Yuan was a teenager, he fought in the south and north in order to improve the role of the emperor of the rock king.

In the end, although the degree of play is improved, the thief is fierce.

But because of this, it has suffered hard.

This is only a few hundred years of sleep, maintaining internal circulation, and allowing the body to recover for a long time.

In the previous life, what was the whereabouts of Master Jing Yuan, Zhong Li wanted to know very much.

He understood that Master Jing Yuan was not dead.

But how exactly, but I don't know much!

"When the people of Xianzhou are over seven hundred years old, they will have the worry of falling into the evil yin, and the six dusts will be turned upside down, and the people will be lost. Jingliu has been at war with the demon yin for a long time, and in the end, he inevitably fell into it, and in the end, I took the knife and returned the grace of teaching for the master. When

talking about this past, Jing Yuan was not too sad, and he was already very open.

"The grace of teaching?"

Zhong Li looked at Jing Yuan's eyes and was wrong.

"Brother, don't think too much, even if Jingliu is alive, he will let me do this, but I need to tell my brother a secret."

Jing Yuan said slightly mysteriously.

"Oh?"

Zhongli asked with his eyes.

I want to know what can come out of my brother's mouth?