"Shen Qing Sword?"

Hearing this, except for the woman in the lead, the other twelve people all had their eyes flashing.

The long-faced monk sneered and said, "Lu Shenqing, just by you, you also want to fight us?" ”

"What nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't fight, you will get out, you will be in the eyes of this!"

The clay figure still has three points of fire, and Lu Shenqing naturally can't be angry here, so he stared coldly at the dozen or so people for a day, and snorted coldly.

"What a daring!"

The long-faced monk laughed angrily, stretched out his palm behind his back, and slowly drew his long sword: "Then I'll meet you!" ”

The cultivation of the long-faced monk is the eighth layer of the foundation, although it is not the peak, but it is already very strong, and the cultivation between Lu Shenqing and Lu Shenqing is not about the same, but it is just right.

"Come on, then!"

Lu Shenqing knew that this was a level that had to be passed, his face became solemn, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly on the martial arts stage!

When Lu Shenqing took the stage, all the twelve monks, including the peak woman of the eighth layer of the foundation, walked down, leaving the martial arts stage to the two of them.

"I'd like to see how good you are!"

The long-faced monk snorted coldly and put on a starting pose!

Swish!

In an instant, the sword aura around the long-faced monk became thick, and this sword aura was mixed with a strong sword intent, arrogant, and unruly, like a terrifying giant snake swallowing the core, and stared at Lu Shenqing!

Seeing this scene, the twelve monks below all nodded secretly.

"Senior brother is really a senior brother, I haven't seen him for such a long time, whether it is cultivation or sword intent, it has improved a lot!"

"Senior brother is really a model for my generation, except for the genius of the little junior sister, I am afraid that in the same age, the talent of the senior brother is the most terrifying!"

"How many moves do you think this Lu Shenqing can survive?"

"Didn't his master be suppressed by our master at the beginning, so this guy probably just made one move."

The twelve people were talking about it, and their expressions were all relaxed, although Lu Shenqing was also an eighth-layer cultivator who built the foundation, but in the way of the sword, this group of people was obviously very confident, and they were not worried that the long-faced monk would be defeated at all.

At this time, the faces of Yun Qingfeng and Yang Yifan were also extremely indifferent.

For Lu Shenqing, Yang Yifan and the two still have enough self-confidence, they are both the eighth layer of the foundation, although Lu Shenqing cannot be said to be an invincible existence within the eighth layer of the foundation, but he must also be the best, in the face of this long-faced monk, the probability of defeat is very low.

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Shenqing and the long-faced monk had already exchanged hands.

Both of them are masters of making swords, and when they shoot at this time, it is like a gentleman's battle, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, soaring into the sky.

In this spreading sword qi, the two of them were like butterflies wearing flowers, tossing and turning, move after move, sword blades and ping-pong collided, as if they couldn't see their shadows on the martial arts stage, they could only see the vertical and horizontal sword qi!

"Win."

Squinting his eyes and looking at it carefully for a few seconds, Yang Yifan retracted his gaze with relief.

He doesn't have to look at the ending anymore, according to this trend, Lu Shenqing will definitely win.

Sure enough, within three seconds of Yang Yifan retracting his gaze, with a crisp sound, Lu Shenqing knocked the long sword in the long-faced monk's hand away with a single sword!

"You've lost!"

Lu Shenqing's face was cold, and he slowly spit out a sentence.

At this time, the long-faced monk's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, extremely ugly, he never thought that he would lose, originally, he thought that Lu Shenqing was simply empty, but he didn't expect Lu Shenqing's swordsmanship to be so exquisite, and even stronger than him in the comprehension of sword intent!

This is not surprising, after all, Lu Shenqing has a special physique, and he is also a talented person, crushing a genius of the same level, it is not too much.

Defeating the long-faced monk, Lu Shenqing showed a touch of pride on his face.

His eyes swept across the stage, and he didn't say anything harsh, but the meaning in his eyes was obvious, 'Don't mess with us!' ’

Lu Shenqing is used to seeing this kind of thing, he knows that now is the time for the other party to give off the horse, and it is also the time for the three of them to stand up, if they are suppressed now, then the next thing will definitely not go well, on the contrary, if this group of people is suppressed at this time, the next action will be able to take the initiative!

Sure enough, the defeat of the long-faced monk did not surprise the twelve monks.

At this moment, all the twelve monks, except for the woman, had ugly faces and frowned.

If it weren't for their slightly lower strength, I'm afraid they would have come to power to fight with Lu Shenqing a long time ago.

"Mr. Lu's swordsmanship is superb, and the little girl also came to learn a lesson or two."

And just as Lu Shenqing's eyes swept over, a voice suddenly sounded, and then, the 'little junior sister' figure flashed and appeared on the martial arts stage!

"Let's make a move!" Lu Shenqing snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Then you're ready."

The woman's voice was very ethereal, as if it came from the clouds above the nine heavens, giving people a sense of etherealism, and at the same time as this voice sounded, the long sword in the woman's hand was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, and the sword was cut down!

This sword is earth-shattering and angry bullfighting!

Lu Shenqing's face changed, and he hurriedly used Shen Qing's sword technique to fight the enemy, but it had no effect, it barely offset ninety percent of the power of this sword, and ten percent crashed into his body, making him spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff and fly away!

Seeing this scene, the long-faced monks immediately showed joy on their faces, but they did not say anything to mock, as if it was normal for Lu Shenqing to be defeated by a sword.

"Brother Lu."

Yang Yifan frowned, his figure flickered, and he came to Lu Shenqing's side.

"I'm fine." Lu Shenqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and arched his hand to the woman: "I'm defeated." ”

After that, Lu Shenqing's face showed a touch of bitterness.

That woman's cultivation is the pinnacle of the eighth layer of foundation building, which is not much different from him, but the gap between the sword intent of the two is huge, and he Lu Shenqing's desperate sword didn't even block the woman's sword!

At this moment, Lu Shenqing was not angry, nor was he lost, but was thinking, just the apprentice is already so strong, how strong should the woman who taught this kind of apprentice be?

"Come on."

At this moment, the woman who was called the little junior sister by everyone looked at Yang Yifan and spit out a sentence coldly.

"Me?"

Yang Yifan's face was flat, he glanced at the woman, and shook his head lightly: "You are not my opponent, don't waste time, let your master come out." ”

His words came from the heart, although this woman was able to defeat Lu Shenqing with one sword, she was definitely not his opponent.

But in the ears of the woman and the twelve monks, the taste changed.

(End of chapter)