Chapter 22: Sword Intent
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Leng Rui frowned, and said lightly: "If everyone who breaks through the level injures or kills the disciples of the Sword Hall, wouldn't they want to seek revenge on everyone, and the Sword Hall does this, won't the other four courtyards stop it, and the Hall of Yunxian Gate is such a way of hospitality?"
Han Ruxue said helplessly: "It's not, Jian Xin is the righteous son of the Sword Hall Master and he is also the most important disciple of the Gate, but don't worry, the Master of the Gate has an order, and no disciple in the door is allowed to do anything to outsiders, so I think the Absolute God Master will not disobey the order of the Master of the Gate." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Of course, my master will not deign to deal with a junior, but the disciples of my Sword Hall are not something that outsiders can bully. β
As soon as Han Ruxue's words fell, a group of people came over in the distance, and the words just now were said by one of the people in the middle.
When Han Ruxue saw that group of people, her face changed, and she said, "Senior Brother Shan, what do you mean by this, you dare to disobey the order of the door master." β
Shan Fengshan sneered: "So what, if it weren't for the protection of the Taibai Immortal Realm by the masters of my Sword Hall, your four courtyards would still exist, and the door master would still be able to give orders, hehe." β
Han Ruxue's face became particularly ugly, her hands were clenched into fists, and Shan Fengshan sneered: "Why, you still want to do it with me, and I don't look at how many catties and taels you weigh." β
Han Ruxue took a step forward and said angrily: "The surname is Shan, don't deceive people too much." β
A Sword Hall disciple behind Shan Fengshan sneered: "What a big boldness, what are you, you dare to talk to Senior Brother Shan like this." β
This sword hall disciple's long sword suddenly came out of the sheath, raised his hand and stabbed at Han Ruxue, Han Ruxue is a chess cultivator, the emphasis is on entering the Tao with chess, and the fight is the opponent of the sword cultivator, not to mention that it is at such a close distance, seeing that the long sword is about to stab Han Ruxue, I saw a long sword slanted from the side, blocking in front of Han Ruxue, causing this sword not to stab Han Ruxue.
It was only at this time that Han Ruxue used his body to widen the distance between himself and Shan Fengshan, Shan Fengshan saw Leng Rui blocking him, a hint of a treacherous smile flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand swung towards Leng Rui's neck.
Leng Rui's eyes flashed with coldness, and he also waved the wooden sword, the wooden sword came first, and it was pointed on Shan Fengshan's chest, Shan Fengshan's long sword stopped three feet away from Leng Rui's neck, and he didn't dare to go any further.
Shan Fengshan's throat rolled, and he said in the middle of the strong outside: "Leng Rui, if you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, my master must not let you die well." β
Leng Rui glanced at him lightly, withdrew the wooden sword, Shan Fengshan was overjoyed, and slashed at Leng Rui's neck, he only heard a cold snort, and at the same time felt a violent pain in his chest, he looked down, and found that his chest had been inserted into it by a wooden sword.
Shan Fengshan only heard the panicked cries of the juniors behind him, and his eyes slowly became dark, and there was only one thought in his heart......
How could his sword be so fast?
Leng Rui withdrew the wooden sword expressionlessly, Shan Fengshan thought that Leng Rui was frightened by his master's name before, but the reason why Leng Rui would take back the wooden sword was just that he felt that he and Shan Fengshan did not have a life-and-death enmity, and there was no need to kill him, but Shan Fengshan was not only ungrateful for the picture, but he didn't know how to attack Leng Rui alive or dead.
"Senior Brother Shan......"
"Leng Rui, you are so bold, you dare to kill Senior Brother Shan, you wait, I must tell the hall master, and you are as cold as snow, you collude with outsiders to kill fellow disciples, I must also tell the hall master, you two are waiting for me to die!"
Leng Rui glanced at them coldly, the disciples of the Sword Hall suddenly felt as if they were a head shorter, their scalps were numb, and they didn't even dare to speak, they hurriedly carried Shan Fengshan's body away, Shan Fengshan had the highest strength between them, but Shan Fengshan couldn't even take Leng Rui's sword, and they naturally knew that they were not Leng Rui's opponents.
However, they were frightened by Leng Rui's sword, and they simply forgot that Leng Rui's cultivation was only the cultivation of building a foundation and refining themselves, and several of them were all cultivators in the refining and refining qi period, and they were not Leng Rui's opponents by swordsmanship alone, but if they used the sword technique, formed a formation, and fought with Leng Rui, but unfortunately, these people are just a group of gutless rats, who were scared by Leng Rui, where would they think about this, but it is precisely because they didn't think of these that they escaped with their lives, Leng Rui's swordsmanship was honed by fighting with countless Yin Soul armies under the sword heart, for Leng Rui, there is no difference between dozens of people and one personγ
Leng Rui looked at Han Ruxue and said, "What the hell is going on in the Sword Hall?"
Leng Rui also said clearly what Shan Fengshan said, if it weren't for the Fourth Courtyard of the Sword Hall, it would have not existed a long time ago.
Han Ruxue thought for a while, and hesitated: "The contradiction between our Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting Fourth Academy and the Sword Hall has been going on for a long time, and I can't say it clearly for a while, senior brother, I think you might as well go back first, after all, we killed Shan Fengshan, in case the Absolute God Master Bo He ......."
Leng Rui saw that Han Ruxue was reluctant to say, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he was not reluctant to force it, nodded, and returned to the room accompanied by Han Ruxue, and after sending Leng Rui back to the room, Han Ruxue immediately left in a hurry, such a big thing happened, he also had to report this matter to the door master.
Leng Rui watched Han Ruxue leave, but he kept thinking about the relationship between the Four Courtyards and the Sword Hall in his heart, judging from the arrogant attitude of Shan Fengshan and the others today and the attitude of Han Ruxue who dared not speak out, the form in the Yunxian Gate was very subtle, and Leng Rui had a feeling that there would definitely be a great change in the Yunxian Gate recently.
"Everything will be known until the day after tomorrow. β
In the academy, full of heroic atmosphere, in a room, Han Ruxue stood respectfully in front of a person who looked like a Confucian, and finished the matter of Shan Fengshan in detail.
"Academician, the people of Jiantang are really too presumptuous, if it weren't for Senior Brother Leng's rescue today, I'm afraid that I would be killed by Shan Fengshan, Senior Brother Leng killed Shan Fengshan, I'm afraid that Jiantang will definitely not let him go." β
This Confucian man is the lord of the academy, Beichen Haoran, Beichen Haoran is holding a roll of bamboo slips, leisurely, his eyes are removed from the bamboo slips, only to see that his eyes are very bright, full of wisdom, look carefully, you will find that his eyes seem to be all-encompassing, people can't help but get lost in it.
Beichen Haoran quietly listened to Han Ruxue's words, and said with a smile: "Look at this word." β
Han Ruxue looked at Beichen Haoran's gaze, and there was a word hanging on the wall on the side, and there was only one word in the whole article, sword, a sword word, which was written by Leng Rui when he competed with him.
Han Ruxue was surprised in his heart, he knew that the academician had read all the books in the world, had seen a lot of things, and had a very high vision, ordinary calligraphy could not enter his eyes at all, and what he could hang in his room was a rare famous deed in the world.
Beichen Haoran smiled and said, "Ruxue, do you see anything?"
Han Ruxue replied: "Although the calligraphy written by Senior Brother Leng is average, the artistic conception is far-reaching. β
Beichen Haoran shook his head slightly, with wisdom flashing between his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You only see the most superficial things, but you don't see the deep level." β
Han Ruxue wondered: "Deep?"
Beichen Haoran said with a smile: "Wen can convey meaning, words can convey feelings, words are the most real things, including a person's spirit, you see this word, the sword, it seems to be restrained, but in fact, it is sharp, rather than bending." β
Han Ruxue thought for a while, nodded and said, "Senior Brother Leng is indeed such a person. β
Beichen Haoran continued: "This sword word vaguely reveals a sharp aura, this is the sword intent, if I guess correctly, this Leng Rui must have comprehended the sword intent of the sword heart." β
Han Ruxue was surprised: "Jian Xin?" Although he is a disciple of the academy, he also knows Jian Xin, Jian Xin is a watershed compared to a person who cultivates swords, this watershed is enough to trap tens of millions of sword cultivators, and there is not a single disciple in the entire Sword Hall, including the Four Academies, who comprehends Sword Heart.
Beichen Haoran nodded and said, "So don't worry, with Leng Rui's swordsmanship attainments, none of the disciples of the Sword Hall will be his opponent." β
Han Ruxue hesitated: "But the Absolute God Master is ......."
Beichen Haoran looked out the window leisurely and said, "The absolute god is not going to surrender his identity to deal with a junior, and it is at this time, okay, you go down, don't go out these days, and concentrate on studying." β
Han Ruxue nodded yes, he knew that the disciples of the Sword Hall did not dare to find trouble with Leng Rui, but they did not dare to be angry with him, and Beichen Haoran meant exactly that, so he was not allowed to go out.
Cold as snow receded, Beichen Haoran looked solemnly in the direction of the Sword Hall, and said to himself: "Absolute God, do you really want to come this far?"
Leng Rui was meditating in the room, and suddenly a flying knife pierced through the window and hit the wall in the room, Leng Rui immediately looked out of the window, and a black shadow outside the window immediately retreated, Leng Rui's heart moved, and he got up and chased after the black shadow.
When Leng Rui rushed out, the black shadow just looked back at Leng Rui not far away, and when he saw Leng Rui come out, he immediately used his body technique to fly into the distance, Leng Rui hesitated, and the black shadow saw that Leng Rui did not chase after him, and immediately stopped, Leng Rui used his body technique to walk towards him, and the black shadow immediately used his body technique to fly into the distance, as if he was deliberately waiting for Leng Rui.
Leng Rui followed the black shadow all the way to a mountain, and the black shadow stopped, and Leng Rui said, "Who are you, what are you leading me here?"
The black shadow slowly pulled down the face towel on his face, revealing a scarred face, and at the same time, a group of people came out from behind some boulders on the mountain, all wearing the same clothes as the disciples of the Sword Hall as Shan Fengshan.
Even if the man in black didn't reveal his identity, Leng Rui knew that he was not friend or foe.
Scarface sneered twice, and said: "You are Leng Rui, Shan Fengshan is just a fool, it is not a pity to die, if you kill him, you will kill him, but if you hurt the desperate junior brother, then you can only pay for it with your life." β
Leng Rui laughed and said, "According to what you say, I can only be injured." β
Scarface said of course, "Not bad." β
Leng Rui said coldly: "It's so domineering, I want to see if your sword is so domineering." β
Leng Rui's wooden sword swept, and the sword qi of the practice was like a round of crescent moon slashing towards the disciples of the Sword Hall and others, Scarface and the disciples of the Sword Hall staggered each other, forming a sword formation, blocking Leng Rui's sword, Leng Rui stopped attacking, and looked at this set of sword formations, this set of sword formations has offensive and defensive capabilities, it is quite a big killing weapon.
Leng Rui said lightly: "It seems that you are prepared. β
Scarface sneered, "Do you really think that we are not prepared? Even if your swordsmanship is strong, but your cultivation is too low, I want to see how you can resist our formation." β
"It's really shameless, it's clear that your cultivation is better than others, but you still bully more and less, it's really shameless. A voice rang out out of thin air.
"Who, who's talking?" Scarface turned his head around, but couldn't see who was talking.
Leng Rui also turned his head to look, but he couldn't see it, but he only felt that this person's voice was ethereal, and he couldn't find his direction, but this person's voice was extremely unfamiliar, and Leng Rui didn't know it.
The man said a straight word, but no matter how Scarface shouted, he couldn't say a word.
Scarface spat at and said, "Hide your head and tail, rat generation." β
Suddenly, I saw a sword light that was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, piercing through Scarface's throat, piercing all the way before disappearing.
Bang!!!
Scarface died of rage and fell to the ground, but the expression on his face remained unchanged before he died.
The disciples of the Sword Hall were in a panic, and the sword formation was self-defeating, and they all looked around looking for the enemy.
Leng Rui turned a blind eye to the panicked Sword Hall disciples in front of him, but turned his head to look to the east, although the sword qi just now was as fast as lightning, but Leng Rui felt a faint sword intent, which came from the east, but this sword intent came and disappeared quickly, and Leng Rui only vaguely sensed that this sword intent was coming from the east, but he did not sense the specific location.
As for the cause of Scarface's death, Leng Rui could also vaguely guess that the reason why this person killed Scarface was definitely not to relieve himself, but because of what Scarface said, if Scarface had a spirit underground, I am afraid that he would definitely regret it.
A depressing atmosphere became stronger and stronger, and it was so dull that it made people breathless, and a Sword Hall disciple couldn't bear it anymore, and ran away with a scream, this scream became the last straw that crushed the camel, and one after another the Sword Hall disciples fled in a panic.
Leng Rui remained motionless, maintaining a posture and looking at the east, and suddenly, a sword intent rose from the east, cold as ice, color like thick ink, and like a lotus flower.
Sword intent is a mysterious existence, but it is not that it cannot be manifested, this ink lotus is a kind of vision condensed by sword intent.
A long sword appeared above Leng Rui's head, this long sword seemed to be a white dragon, the dragon head was the hilt, the dragon tail was the tip of the sword, the long sword trembled, and a dragon groan sounded.
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