What kind of movement can attract people who are fighting?

In an instant, the starlight in the sky, the torches on the ground, and the lights of ten thousand homes all seemed to have suddenly lost their brilliance, and only a sword light filled the universe. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The second master of the Qin family, Qin Guanyue is at the core of the sword light, and it is magnificent; the sword light is across the sky, but it is not necessarily sharp, but it is a little round like a leek leaf; it is not so sharp and peerless, but it has a bearing that looks down on the four wilds, as if the sword of the world has to be under it, and it is surrendered.

"I want you to die to understand, this is the unique learning of my Xiliang Qin Clan, called 'Meditation Technique', which is applicable to all weapons. ”

Qin Guanyue stood by the sword, his eyes were like torches, scorching and shining. It is only at this time, only when it comes to things of which he is proud, that he gets rid of his usual woodenness and shows his aggressive side.

"Say some superfluous words, is this your last word?" Yan Shiyi laughed in a low voice, and the purple true qi on his body rose up, which was extremely dazzling in the dark night.

"Yes, there is anyone in the world who doesn't recognize the 'Meditation Decision', and I have done it too much. Qin Guanyue said seriously.

A low laugh swirled, and Yan Shiyi's eyes flashed with a strange purple light, and it entered the blade, making the Purple Night Knife overflow with a more flamboyant purple light.

"It's not nice to answer questions that shouldn't be answered. ”

The Purple Night Knife swung out with all its might, cutting out a purple match, and then twisted and elongated, like a living thing, with a sting pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, making those who faced it tremble and tremble.

Qin Guanyue's wrist twisted, the long sword shook horizontally, and the sword light rolled into a cyclone, inhaling the horse and turning it into invisible.

"Do you recognize the 'Meditation Heart' and still dare not admit that your death is approaching?" His wrist shook again, and with a twist, the sword light was like an arm command, slashing diagonally and horizontally from left to right, intending to cut off Yan Shiyi's waist.

Clang!

Yan Shiyi chuckled, and the Purple Night Knife swung away at will, blocking the slash, and the sword light collided directly with the blade, bursting into fierce sparks, much more brilliant than fireworks.

"I admit that your performance, your words and actions, your eyes, your expressions, all speak to the fact that you love it. Although this love is very beautiful, I can't help but be moved, but this kind of beauty has its limits after all. ”

As soon as Qin Guanyue turned his wrist, the sword light changed direction, attacking from various dead corners, and he was very interested: "What do you say?"

The sword light flickered casually, and the trail was very elusive: one moment it was attacking your armpit, the next it was already attacking your eyebrows.

Yan Shiyi finally moved, but he was still calm, the Purple Night Knife was almost an extension of his arm, and he could always parry from a subtle angle and fight back.

"For example, the meditation mind is never included in the category of the Absolute Learning, even though it is a first-class existence in the auxiliary method, it is not in the Absolute Learning, it is ignorant of itself, it knows nothing about this world, whether it is your affection, whether it is a love or a mission, it knows nothing, and what you want to protect, what you intend to express, in the eyes of outsiders, is really trivial......

The sword light suddenly turned, from left to right, from right to left, as if to overthrow Yan Shiyi's words, pinning some kind of anger, hatred and hatred slashed over as fast as lightning.

The chuckle was thicker, and it was there in all directions.

The Purple Night Knife turned around in Yan Shiyi's hand for a circle and a half, rendering a wonderful purple match, and immediately held it, once again fighting with the sword light, and the beautiful fireworks burst out, cheering.

"Perhaps one day it will be able to stretch out to the stars, and the stars will adorn it and rise above the gods, and then the glory of the Qin clan will cover the earth, and the whole world will say long live and obey from the bottom of your heart, but you will not be able to see that world. ”

The purple light rose into the sky, accompanied by a strange chuckle, the purple night knife suddenly broke away from the sword light, and suddenly rose, and the posture of Yan Shiyi's flying up set off each other.

I don't know how many slashes in an instant: in the void, in the air, in the dust, in the halo of sword light, even the deep darkness seems to be dyed by the purple sword light.

"You will wither here, before you bloom. ”

Heaven and earth were silent, like the calm before the storm.

Qin Guanyue's brows furrowed deeply, first of all, the hand holding the sword trembled, and then the whole body shuddered, and trembled involuntarily, the sword light was easily destroyed from the inside out, and the sleeve of the arm was instantly shattered by a sword light, and it extended in a devastating trend.

It can be seen that when it spreads to the whole body, it is when he dies.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a thunderous snort erupted from the ground: a thunderous snort came from the distant sky.

A moment ago was still at the end of the sky, but this moment had reached the top of the two of them, and the pressure like a mountain poured down like an upside-down Milky Way.

All the purple turned into nothingness like the sword light, all the visions disappeared, Qin Guanyue landed on a roof a hundred zhang away, her face was pale, and the sleeve of the hand holding the sword was clean, revealing her strong arms.

"Let's go!" he greeted with a cold face, but he didn't mean to wait for anyone, and walked away.

Lu Xian, who was far away on the city tower, first looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in disbelief, and after recognizing the person, he followed honestly.

The old man who suddenly appeared was the master who snorted coldly, he also landed on the beacon tower, and was looking at Yan Shiyi with the eyes of an eldest brother looking at the mischievous younger brother, but because of his bad temper, his eyes looked very scary, like a righteous man looking at a thief.

He was wearing a yellow and green tuanhua robe, his beard was gray, his eyes were bulging, blazing, and the corners of his eyes were upturned, as if he was going to arch the sky out of a hole, very erect, not at all in line with his age.

Yan Shiyi probably knew the identity of the person who came, and he slowly returned the knife to the sheath, his eyebrows full of displeasure: "It's really unfortunate! There are always a few old and immortal people who often spoil other people's good deeds, and if you are here to die on his behalf, I can forgive you for your mistakes." ”

"I'm Zhang Dashan. The old man snorted.

"So what?" Yan Shiyi said coldly.

"You little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu is not only ranked in front of you, but also your ......" The old man's temper burned a little, but he suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, but raised his hand, and the invisible true qi covered the void, and a forbidden sound range was spread around the two of them.

This trick of prohibiting the leakage of sound waves, as long as the source sea is developed and true qi is born, it can be easily done, let alone the masters on the Shura list.

When he confirmed that the outsiders couldn't hear him, he continued to lose his temper, his eyes widened, and he looked like an angry King Kong: "Lao Tzu is still your senior brother, how did you talk to Lao Tzu?"