Ringing suddenly said: "Qingwen's hand is really fast, if you don't see it with your own eyes, I really can't imagine that he can do it." ”

Qingwen knew that no matter how fast her hands were, even if she could escape Baoyu's miniature eyes, she would not be able to escape Ringing's eyes that were more thief than Eagle Eyes.

After Xue Pan heard this, he turned his head and glanced at the female baby with rough clothes, pure eyes, and a gentle personality.

Under the gaze of Xue Pan and Wei Xiaobao's four pairs of eyes eager to know the result, Ringing seemed to have said something wrong, his face turned red, and he took a few steps back.

This is not her style of a dignified princess.

Wei Xiaobao stepped forward and said to her:

"Your Highness, tell us both about it. ”

Ringing's eyes blinked slightly, looking at the four figures in front of the Sword Pavilion who seemed to be going to be still forever.

He said to Wei Xiaobao and Xue Pan, who had been waiting for a long time: "The Red Flame Sword is no one else, Nanzi who officially founded the Nine Swords of the Nan Clan.

"The nine swords of the Nan clan are known for being fast in the ancient sword sect, and Nanzi has added the word 'chaos' on the basis of fast. However, the little scholar was born with the Red Flame Sword to block Nanzi's sword qi. ”

Xue Pan couldn't help but forget the identity of the bell when he heard the wonders, and urged: "Talking about the point!! Why are you talking so far?

Ringing smiled and nodded, "Well, what amazes me is not that the little scholar reacted extremely quickly. It's that the muscles of his arms can complete more than two stretching movements in one breath, which means that the muscles are exerted twice in one breath, and the most top-notch hunter in the clan may only be able to complete one cycle of muscle exertion in one breath. ”

"This seemingly simple muscle stretch, because it is fast, has taken over the lightning sword qi of the Nan Clan's Nine Swords. For the same reason, Qingwen used strength to catch him before the shadow of the Nanzi stone statue took the initiative to pounce on the hook. It's just that I really don't know how the little scholar managed to achieve this breath and two powers......"

Wei Xiaobao continued to talk and said, "If it weren't for opening up one of his meridians in the Great Wilderness Mountain, he wouldn't have been lucky at all to control the Red Flame Sword, let alone use it for fishing." ”

"I am afraid that the only person in my generation who can catch Nanzi's sword is the little scholar! His physique is far weaker than the waste wood physique that people knew before, and it can be called a miracle to rely only on the breath of one vein to channel the source power, and to refine it to such a fire in such a short time!" Ringing defended it.

The call of the bell made Wei Xiaobao and Xue Pan recall the extremely strong silver light in the process of wrestling, and it seemed that there was some deep meaning behind it.

Wei Xiaobao saw that the bell was to the point, and he felt a little guilty about Qingwen, and secretly sighed for her in his heart: "I was born at the wrong time! I was born at the wrong time!

Although the little scholar Qingwen is not a good root, she is pitied by Taichu, her wisdom is not shallow, and what is even more rare is that her heart is pure, so she is deeply loved by Ringbell.

Xiao Lotus showed sharp corners, and the bell knew that as long as he dialed a little, he would have a talent for wisdom and integration in the future.

......

Baoyu saw that the four stone statues had already moved, and they seemed to whisper to each other, and then they returned to their respective places.

Suddenly, I saw that the Red Flame Sword had walked less than ten steps, and then turned around, and a sword light that had been deliberate for a long time jumped out from the remnant wall.

The South Nine Sword is "unsheathed", and the silver shines brightly.

The messy cloud of silver smoke and dust had instantly hit an inch in front of Qingwen's door, and a silver ribbon immediately formed between Qingwen and the Red Flame Sword.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned.

If it was the past, Xue Pan would have already slapped his legs. But at this time, he did not react, and even the expression on his face was rarely calm.

In fact, Wei Xiaobao knew that he was just waiting to see how the Red Flame Sword would suppress Xiao'er Qingwen, today was a good show, but against the sky, after all, this is the game of the stone statues, just see how it will teach Qingwen a lesson.

Xue Pan finally began to look nervously at the old and young people in front of the Sword Pavilion.

......

Qingwen stood stupidly in place, looking at the Red Flame Sword in her hand for a while, and glancing at the chaotic sword qi around her.

Soon, the sword qi of the second stone statue on the right changed very quickly, and a cold net was woven around Qingwen like a thick cloud.

Baoyu anxiously shouted: "Hurry up and hit the word "chaos". ”

Looking at Qingwen, Baoyu found that when he was about to fight, he unexpectedly relaxed, and maintained a relaxed baby state.

Qingwen finally made a prepared posture and lifted the Red Flame Sword loosely.

The stone statue on the second right did not relax her vigilance just because the opponent was the little scholar Qingwen, she was lucky inside, exerted her strength outside, drove the sword qi, and condensed an extremely fine and bright silver light, stabbing at the red flame sword in Qingwen's hand.

The sword qi stabbed the red flame sword in Qingwen's hand steadily, and it was through this stab that the stone statue on the second right touched Qingwen's extremely quiet and heavy energy, and as an elder, she couldn't help but be taken aback.

The moment he stabbed the Red Flame Sword, the stone statue on the second right ignored the silver needle at the top of the Red Flame Sword. I saw that the silver needle was not hit by the sword qi, nor was it shocked by the sword qi, but it became abnormally curved, and the silver was aimed at the sword qi that hit the Red Flame Sword. The two forces collided, the smoke and dust rose again, and the dark clouds dispersed.

The stone statue on the second right is still not dead, and he condenses the sword again.

......

Xue Pan asked the bell: "Your Highness, how did the little scholar break the most perverse stone statue in a trickless way?"

can see that the little scholar has no tricks, and Xue Pan can be regarded as having made progress, which makes Ringing very pleased.

But she didn't answer him directly.

In fact, the little scholar Qingwen still doesn't know the origin of the four stone statues in front of her, let alone their skills.

When fighting with the stone statue on the second right, she just did her duty, perceiving the tangible sword qi and invisible power all the time......

Speaking of which, she only understood a little bit - the discordant thoughts of the stone statue elder on the second right.

Qingwen humbly muttered to herself in her heart, "I really thank the stone statue's men for their mercy." Orderly, orderly response. This strange sword move can be regarded as no move, and the kid naturally does not dare to make a move as usual.

The kid followed his intentions and grabbed the breath between the vertical and horizontal points of the sword qi in the chaos. In between breaths, the kid just made a move. ”

The stone statue on the second right is dumb and eats coptis, staring at Qingwen on the ground with an expressionless face.

Thinking that Nanzi had spent his whole life innovating the nine swords of the Nan family, he was unintentionally buried in the hands of a baby who didn't know how to practice.

No wonder Ringbell gave a thumbs up and said, "Thief, really thief!"

After narrowly passing the second level, Qingwen deliberately slowed down on the road to the next level in just a few dozen steps, striving to step steadily on every step and implement it.