Chapter 60: The Sword of the Great River Comes from the Sky
These spies were really taken aback when they looked at the bursts of blue light emitted from the Qinglian Sword, many of them had participated in the siege of Li Bai last night, Li Bai still remembered the divine power of the Qinglian Sword until now, they couldn't help but be afraid, took a few more steps back, and expanded the circle surrounding Dong Chen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Dong Chen glanced at the circle surrounded by these spies out of the corner of his eyes, although they retreated, the area where they could move was larger, but they still surrounded themselves, and now they were like this, they still couldn't escape, Dong Chen smiled bitterly, it seems that now he can only pin all his hopes on the Qinglian Sword, if he can play the martial arts of the Qinglian Sword, it is naturally the best, if he can't, he can only act at the opportunity.
"Look!"
Dong Chen swung the Qinglian Sword heavily, but he didn't react at any point except for bringing some sword light.
Li Yuanfang laughed: "Hahaha, this is not the martial art of the Qinglian Sword, don't you want to fool me, how can you use a first-level divine warrior to use a ninth-level divine weapon?" ”
Dong Chen's face was pale, he stretched out his other hand and scratched his head, and suddenly thought that when Li Bai played the martial art of the Qinglian Sword last night, he seemed to have chanted a poem, could it be that the poetry and the martial art of the Qinglian Sword were directly related?
Dong Chen cautiously waved the Qinglian Sword and tried to shout: "Bright moonlight in front of the bed? ”
A faint light emanated from the Qinglian Sword Sword, Li Yuanfang's face changed, a pair of eyes stared at the Qinglian Sword, and soon a smile appeared on his face, only to see the light on the Qinglian Sword slowly dissipate, and finally changed back to the original cyan sword body.
"Dong Chen, you better give up! Hurry up and take refuge in me, don't be unthinkable in the future, work hard, as long as you listen to me in everything, under my cultivation, although you can't reach the ninth-level divine warrior, but in time, you will cultivate into a fifth-level divine warrior, and there is no problem at all with the fifth-level divine soldier! ”
Dong Chen's face was depressed, hearing Li Yuanfang say this, he was timid and afraid of death, and he began to be moved, even if he took refuge in Li Yuanfang? There is no need for me to be unhappy with him, not to mention that it was not Li Yuanfang who killed Li Bai, and he and Li Bai are only one-sided friends, so he can't die for him in order to protect his Qinglian sword!
Dong Chen thought so in his heart, although he didn't directly answer Li Yuanfang's words, but his hand quietly handed the Qinglian Sword to Li Yuanfang slowly, and said in his heart: "Brother Li! It's not that I want to give this sword of yours to your enemies, I really can't help it! If you have a spirit in heaven, don't blame me! ”
Li Yuanfang looked at the Qinglian Sword that Dong Chen slowly handed over, and his heart was also greatly relieved, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the Qinglian Sword.
Dong Chen's eyes were all focused on Li Yuanfang's hand, and at this moment, in his eyes, the hand that Li Yuanfang handed over was slower than that of a seventy or eighty grandmother, and it slowly stretched out.
Just as Li Yuanfang was about to take over the Qinglian Sword, the Qinglian Sword suddenly trembled violently, as if he was very dissatisfied with Dong Chen's gift to others.
Dong Chen sighed, and the scene of reciting poetry with Li Bai came to mind, last night's poem seemed to be right in front of him, and he was so sympathetic to him at that time, by the way, I also promised Li Bai that I would go to the palace with him? Li Bai trusted himself so much, he really took himself to the palace, although he supported himself at the last moment, but he was to protect himself, so he faced the thousands of enemies alone.
But what about yourself?
Because of cowardice and cowardice, he hid in the grass alone and didn't dare to come out, and now that Li Bai is dead, this Qinglian Sword is his only relic!
Dong Chen, Dong Chen!
If you don't avenge Li Bai, it doesn't matter, how can you give away his only relic to others?
How can you be so cowardly? So greedy for life and afraid of death? What's the point of living like this?
Dong Chen frowned, he held the Qinglian Sword tightly with one hand, and his palm had begun to turn white because he was too hard.
The moment Li Yuanfang stretched out his hand, Dong Chen seemed to have figured it out, and suddenly withdrew the Qinglian Sword.
Li Yuanfang looked at Dong Chen in amazement, and said with a puzzled expression: "What do you mean by this?" ”
"I'm sorry, the Qinglian Sword belongs to my friend Li Bai, not Datang, I can't give it to you."
Li Yuanfang was stunned and tried to persuade Dong Chen: "Li Bai, he ...... He is dead, this sword was personally asked for by the Empress, you give it to me, and I can take you as a spy to keep you from dying!" ”
Dong Chen made up his mind, shook his head very firmly and said, "No! ”
Li Yuanfang said very aggrievedly: "Dong Chen, you play with me, you play tricks, obviously we have already said it." ”
"Say what?"
"You...... You say......"
Li Yuanfang couldn't speak.
A smile rose at the corner of Dong Chen's mouth, reminding Li Yuanfang: "Did we say okay, as long as I can use this Qinglian Sword, the Qinglian Sword will be mine, and Agent Li will no longer bother me." ”
Li Yuanfang nodded very ignorantly: "Yes!" That's what you said. ”
Dong Chen smiled: "But I didn't say that I couldn't play the martial art of the Qinglian Sword, so I will hand it over to you!" ”
Li Yuanfang's face was very ugly, he muttered a few words, and suddenly took out a flying knife from his arms and threw it at Dong Chen: "I'm going to kill you!" ”
The flying knife castrated quickly and violently, Li Yuanfang was under this anger, and his hand was heavy, and after hitting the first flying knife, he did not stop easily, but immediately threw out the flywheel in his hand and flew towards Dong Chen's head.
When the flying knife shot at Dong Chen, the Qinghong sword and shield were automatically stimulated, but it could only block the attack of the flying knife and immediately cracked, and the sword and shield turned into a blue and red airflow, enveloping Dong Chen, and the flywheel had already cut towards Dong Chen's head.
Dong Chen was in a hurry, and suddenly remembered something, and shouted loudly: "The sword of the great river comes from the sky!" ”
After shouting this poem, Dong Chen didn't know why, as if he had drunk wine, his head was drowsy, and his footsteps couldn't stop swaying, while the Qinglian Sword was full of green light, and it automatically lifted up violently and flew forward, the speed was comparable to the high-speed rail on the earth in the previous life.
The Qinglian Sword was held in Dong Chen's hand, and the groggy Dong Chen wanted to throw away the Qinglian Sword, but his hand seemed to be stuck to the hilt of the Qinglian Sword, and no matter how hard he shook it, he couldn't shake off the Qinglian Sword, so Dong Chen was led by the Qinglian Sword to rush forward at a very fast speed, but he also avoided Li Yuanfang's flywheel.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Li Yuanfang naturally didn't see it clearly, he thought that Dong Chen had died under his flywheel, and he couldn't help but regret it in his heart, when he threatened Lord Di, Lord Di didn't want to kill himself so easily, but how could I treat Dong Chen like this? Alas, alas, there is no way anymore.
When Li Yuanfang sighed, he saw that after the blue and red mist dissipated, the flywheel rotated endlessly in the position where Dong Chen was standing, but there was not the slightest blood on the ground, and then at a glance, he saw Dong Chen standing on his side and three feet to the right.
Dong Chen didn't die, Li Yuanfang had some surprises in his heart, but he was also very puzzled in his heart, how could Dong Chen not die? How could he, a first-level divine warrior, dodge the Blade Storm?