Generally speaking, only when the cultivation has reached the Jindan stage will the new kendo monk give birth to the natal sword in his body.

Some geniuses can do it during the foundation building period, but after all, it is a very small minority.

Jian Qinghong and Li Yuanfeng couldn't do this, but they were just holding ordinary spiritual weapons and magic swords, and they had passed the sword moves.

There is no gorgeous and gorgeous sword qi, and there is no shocking scene of opening the clouds and breaking the sky.

With that sword cutting the clouds in front, the sword competition between these two can be regarded as the pride of the sky, which is much more boring.

At the beginning, it was the girl in the red dress who made the main attack, and the waves of more than ten zhang high shook on the surface of the river, but she did not touch the skirt at all, which was quite amazing.

The girl has a very beautiful face, and the sword is beautiful, even a tossing and turning sword, unscrewing sword flowers, and ordinary sword moves are gorgeous and extraordinary.

With her red skirt that rises and spreads out, the whole person is like a delicate rose blooming in water, thorny and fascinating.

Many male disciples in the city were stunned, and they couldn't help but worry in their hearts.

It's a pity that such a little beauty is about to be destroyed by Senior Brother Li's hot hands.

Li Yuanfeng's expression was relaxed, and he fought and retreated, his sword moves seemed ordinary, but in fact, he was secretly ruthless, and several times he took advantage of Jian Qinghong's old power to retreat, and when the new force was not out, he stabbed it with a sword.

The position where the sword stabbed was either the dantian or the heart and throat, it can be said that every sword was aimed at the end of the person who was either dead or disabled, and there was no pity for the jade at all.

Fortunately, Jian Qinghong dodged in time, so she didn't get hit by the sword.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is always a moment when she can't prevent it, and then she only needs a sword to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Lu Xi's smile gradually subsided, and he scolded in a low voice.

"This grandson is really insidious, like a poisonous snake, he will only hide and hide, and only go up and bite when he has the opportunity. ”

Gongsun Shu continued.

"This is Li Yuanfeng's nature, don't look at him pretending to be arrogant and domineering in front of outsiders, he is actually smart. Practicing a sword is like practicing the heart, and looking at the sword also looks at the heart. ”

Lu Xi immediately asked, "Then tell me, how can the junior sister win this one?"

Gongsun Shu didn't sell Guan Zi either, and said softly.

"The poisonous snake is vicious and vicious, good at hiding, and gives a fatal blow at a critical moment. But in the same way, as long as you find the hiding track of the poisonous snake and hit it seven inches, you can kill it instantly. ”

Lu Xi asked again, "Then where are his seven inches?"

Gongsun Shu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know for the time being.

So the two of them set their eyes on the battlefield again, taking in every move, and even the changes in their expressions, their eyes and gazes were clear and abnormal.

Jian Qinghong and Li Yuanfeng are both cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, and it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior swordsmanship, and it will be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while and a half, but Jian Qinghong, who is the main attacker, obviously suffers more and consumes a lot.

After a stick of incense, Jian Qinghong's spiritual power was consumed by most of it, and her physical strength was obviously insufficient.

Jian Qinghong's pupils shrank slightly, and she hurriedly habitually rotated sideways to dodge, but saw that Li Yuanfeng's sword blade turned and landed directly on her arm, cutting through her sleeves, leaving a deep scar that could be seen in the bone.

The girl in the red dress let out a muffled snort in pain, and hurriedly swept back, wrapping her sleeve around the wound, not daring to look at it.

Then she heard Lu Xi's angry roar behind her, and her heart was slightly warm, and her beautiful eyes lit up.

"Senior sister, cut him, cut him off the plate, cut him seven inches, stab this grandson to death, if you can't kick him, just kick him, like you usually kick me. ”

There was something in this, and of course Jian Qinghong heard it.

In fact, Li Yuanfeng also heard it, his brows furrowed, and he was very angry at the way he disturbed people's hearts when comparing swords.

This kid saw my flaws, and reminded me so blatantly, when I was deaf.

Then he saw Jian Qinghong take a breath and attack him frantically, taking the sword straight down the plate, or chopping, or chopping, or stabbing.

Li Yuanfeng sneered in his heart, even if you know the flaws, with precautions, I can still make you stabbed.

On the contrary, he can also make a plan, just like he just stabbed the dantian, but instead injured the girl's arm.

Soon, the girl showed a lack of strength, Li Yuanfeng saw the opportunity, swept a sword and fell on the girl's legs.

But he didn't think that the girl originally stabbed at him retracted the block, and then the whole person did a backflip and kicked directly on the door of Li Yuanfeng.

As skilled as he usually kicked Lu Xi, with so much strength, he directly kicked Li Yuanfeng out of a few zhang away, and then the girl followed with a sword, aiming at Li Yuanfeng's next plate.

Li Yuanfeng's face with a bright red footprint was hideous, and he jumped up angrily, and a sword was about to stab Jian Qinghong's chest, seeing that he was ruthless, as if he was going to make a lose-lose move.

But Jian Qinghong raised her eyebrows, ran on the surface of the river and splashed countless water, and immediately put away her sword to block in front.

The whole person flipped in a volley, and while blocking a sword in his chest, an upside-down golden hook on his right foot directly kicked Li Yuanfeng's Tianling Gai.

kicked on the head two times in succession, and the force was not small, Rao is Li Yuanfeng was a little stunned.

Aren't you a sword cultivator? You don't use a sword to think about kicking with your feet, and you don't have any professional ethics for sword cultivation.

Taking advantage of the situation, Jian Qinghong pierced Li Yuanfeng's shoulder with a sword, blood splashed, sword after sword, and Li Yuanfeng's whole person was like a bloody man, and finally fell weakly in the river.

At the head of the city, the male disciples who were still worried that the little beauty would be destroyed by their hot hands just now looked at each other.

What's the situation? Senior Brother Li took pity on the jade? I was not willing to be ruthless, otherwise how could I lose, it was obviously Senior Brother Li who had the upper hand.

Jian Qinghong's expression was cold, she put her sword into the sheath, and she didn't look at Li Yuanfeng, who was floating on the river and was extremely miserable, turned around and flew back to Lu Xi's side.

Then the old man in charge ran hard again, fished people up from the river, and sighed in his heart.

Today is a shame to be thrown home, the ancestors were beaten into the water, and now even the descendants of the ancestors have been beaten into the water.

As soon as he thought of this, the old man heard a loud cry from over there, and saw that the young sword immortal who had pressed this generation of young people and couldn't raise his head waved the red flag vigorously and shouted.

"The ancestor is mighty, the junior sister Niu Pi, with a sword and a kick, the opponent who fights is wow and wow. ”

No matter how good the old man's qi cultivation skills were, he couldn't help but be angry when he heard this mocking words, but after glancing at Wang Tianxiu, who had always been watching coldly, the old man silently took Li Yuanfeng back to the city.

Then, there was a burst of excitement on the head of the city, and all kinds of requests for battle were endless, but they were all suppressed by the old man in charge.

Wang Tianxiu looked at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged at the head of the city, hugged his fists and said goodbye, and then took Lu Xi and the others directly to the north.

On the Baizhang Ancient Sword, Lu Xi sat alone in a small corner, his eyes stunned, and his mouth was about to smile crookedly.

Just take this trip, I actually earned almost 10,000 disgusting values, and there are about 100 people who have contributed to themselves, and it is estimated that this matter will spread today, and more will be received in the future.

Comfortable, worthy of being a brother, really a brother, I Lu Xi wrote down this love, and I will have the opportunity to return the sword in the future.