Under the Qianyuan Pagoda, Ning Wanqiu and Wen Li have been testing their swordsmanship, paying attention to Nie Xiaoqian's every move above the row house from time to time, the form between Zhang Dahui, Duan Xiuwan, and Chen Shuqing is changing rapidly, and each has a few advantages, Ning Wanqiu wants to lend a hand, but she is also dragged in place by Wen Li.

Seeing the fox demon appear, Ning Wanqiu also pondered in her heart for a while, thinking that Zhang Dahui had introduced Chen Shuqing's identity, and seeing that the fox demon had been fighting against the "unknown cloaker" who injured Zhang Dahui, she gradually judged that the fox demon was trying to capture Nie Xiaoqian, and finally saw that the fox demon "successfully retreated", so she put her mind at ease and wanted to make a break with the sword boy in front of her.

The two had always been in a state of equal status before, although both of them used their limbs as swords, but the number of swordsmanship paths was very different - Wen Li used traditional swordsmanship, and Ning Wanqiu had been using Western swordsmanship.

However, the stalemate between the two is not a portrayal of the true strength of the two, because in Ning Wanqiu's eyes, although Wen Li is an enemy, he is just a monster turned into a monster by humans, and his own tactics are just aimed at capturing Nie Xiaoqian alone, so he uses the procrastination trick as the top, mainly using the "transfer attack" and "cross attack" in Western swordsmanship to learn from him.

Now that the tactical goal has been achieved, Ning Wanqiu no longer retained, and used the difficult "oblique forehand split" in Western swordsmanship, a lunge stepped forward, and when the tip of the tree touched Wen Li's left wrist, he quickly made a clockwise rotation and oblique split, Wen Li had never seen such a posture, and the branch changed by his left hand was suddenly stripped of a layer of skin like a chisel!

"Haha, how does it feel?" Ning Wanqiu asked questions while attacking, as if she wanted to let this kid who didn't know the height of the sky know that he was powerful.

But the good times didn't last long, and when Ning Wanqiu was proud, her left hand suddenly broke, and a stream of sky-blue blood suddenly flowed out, soaking her brocade clothes.

Ning Wanqiu retracted the offensive, took a step back, looked sideways at the broken left hand, and exclaimed, "What's going on?" ”

Wen Li sneered: "Hmph, you are too careless, you dare to stay in front of me for so long." After speaking, he lit up the golden spirit sword in his hand.

It turned out that when Ning Wanqiu slowly rotated his right hand, Wen Li had already used his right hand to launch a demonic traction while holding the pain of his left hand, and pulled out the spirit removal sword that was originally inserted in the scabbard of Ning Wanqiu's waist.

"You stinky boy, don't you keep talking about kendo competitions? Why do you resort to such a scheme? The pain made Ning Wanqiu's head bead of sweat the size of a bean, and she cast a demonic spell with difficulty, causing her left arm to slowly grow again. It can be seen that after many generations of ancestors mixed with humans or other half-demons, the rebirth trait of the descendants of the Red Yaksha has degraded in Ning Wanqiu, and the demonic power after rebirth has decreased a lot.

Wen Li said disapprerovingly: "Didn't you also use this treasure to cut off my hand once?" I call it a for a tooth to ensure that the duel is fair, and if you think it's inappropriate, I'll throw it away. ”

From the point of view of fairness, Wen Li's statement is not inappropriate, but it is even more unfair that the demon power duel after he broke off with the other party with full of demon power, so Ning Wanqiu did not refute it, and said in a straight voice: "That's right, but if you like that thing, just give it to you, you can let it continue." ”

Wen Li was stunned: "Oh? You're already starting to weaken, but you still want me to be strengthened? ”

"Hey, try it."

After speaking, Ning Wanqiu was not polite, and took the initiative to start a stab at Wen Li, but Wen Li had a sword in his hand that sharpened iron like mud, and Ning Wanqiu did not dare to touch it, so he used the light steps of Western swordsmanship, and took turns tiptoeing on the ground, taking two steps, one step back, two steps back, and one step again.

However, Ning Wanqiu still underestimated Wen Li's strength, and at a certain moment, Wen Li saw Ning Wanqiu's position, and used a move "Yin Yang Ghost Step", which kept pace with Wen Li's movement, and finally the Spirit Removal Sword showed its power again, and another sword pierced Ning Wanqiu's abdomen.

If it is an ordinary Western sword, this sword is enough to stab the human organs, let alone remove the spirit sword.

I saw that Ning Wanqiu's abdomen was pierced like foam in an instant, and blue blood spurted out of her mouth. Wen Li recovered the Spirit Removal Sword, and a small hole immediately appeared in Ning Wanqiu's abdomen, and blue blood gushed out.

If a human being is injured in this way, it will definitely be short, Ning Wanqiu, as a small leaf red bean monster, can also make up for the missing organs through demon power, but this time, his demon power has declined again, as if he is no longer an opponent of literary power.

Seeing this, Wen Li once again said with a sense of superiority: "Hey, hey, don't blame me for not reminding you, while you're still a little angry, hurry up and let me throw away this treasure and continue the fair duel." ”

Ning Wanqiu saw that Wen Li had such a big advantage and did not go down to the killer, or to pursue Chen Shuqing, she must not know Chen Shuqing's identity, but thought that it was the shadow warrior who defeated the dead man in the cloak and rescued Chen Shuqing, she smiled secretly in her heart, gasped and asked, "You kid, how many years have you been practicing swords?" ”

Wen Li thought for a while and said, "It's been six years, what's the matter?" ”

Ning Wanqiu sneered and said, "Just six years of hard work, are you embarrassed to pretend to be a master outside the world?" ”

"Hehe, then tell me, how many years have you been practicing?"

"From the age of five, it's at least twelve or thirteen years."

Wen Li said disdainfully: "What about twelve or thirteen years? If you really fight, didn't you take advantage of it? Do you know how my martial arts master, Master Xingqi, asked me? No matter the heat or cold, whether it is health or illness, in the past five years, I have not stopped for a day, can you do it? ”

"Master of the Diaphragm? Haven't heard of it. Ning Wanqiu said with a smile, "It's naturally a good thing to have a strict teacher, but well, it may be a limitation, your sword, learned from the martial arts hall, every move and style, is transformed from the experience of others, but whether it is suitable for your experience, then it has to be said...... In the past twelve or thirteen years, in the mountains, in the fields, in the flowing water, in front of the sun, moon and stars, I have realized how to suit myself, how to practice, and do whatever I want, but there are no rules and regulations. ”

Wen Lile said: "It's all beaten like this, and it's still hard-mouthed, even before I made this Western sword sneak attack, when you were full of demonic energy, I don't think there is any style of the sun, moon and stars." ”

Ning Wanqiu sneered: "Hmph, that's because I was reluctant to kill you, in order to delay time, let my companions arrest Nie Xiaoqian." ”

"Hahahaha......" Wen Li laughed, "It's still delaying time, and as a result, the result is that Lord Xiaoqian was rescued by the shadow warriors?" ”

Ning Wanqiu shrugged and said, "You seem to be mistaken, that fox demon is our companion, and that ugly ghost in a cloak seems to be your person......"

"What?" Wen Li was stunned for a moment, pondered, and suddenly thought that among the five Venerables, there was indeed an ugly woman named Duan Xiuwan who was an ordinary human being, and the person on the roof couldn't see clearly from a distance because of the cloak, so he suddenly realized, "You damn thing, dare to play tricks on me!" ”

"What did I do to you? I didn't say anything! ”

"Less nonsense, you go to die!" Wen Li was furious, he couldn't care about any duel, he raised the spirit sword, and then used a killing move to kill Ning Wanqiu.

However, this time, although Ning Wanqiu's demonic power has been greatly reduced, his body shape is much faster than before, only to see that his pace and sword path are no longer the path of Western swords, after seeing Wen Li's moves, he made an inexplicable move, dodged a sword sideways, and restrained Wen Li's right wrist holding the Spirit Removal Sword with both hands, and took advantage of the slack strength of his hand to take down the Spirit Removal Sword first, and then leaned on Wen Li with his back, a backhand elbow strike, and then raised his hand to knock Wen Li to the ground.

"No way, why do you still have such demonic powers?" Wen Li got up from the ground and said.

"Hehe, this is not demonic power, but grappling skills, Wen boy, I said, twelve or thirteen years of freewheeling cultivation, how can you only practice some simple swordsmanship within the rules? On the contrary, you attach too much importance to the size of the demonic power, but you don't know that there are countless skills in the world that can make up for the gap in absolute strength, which is called wisdom, understand? ”

"Hehe, that's so nice, do you dare to give me that Western sword again?" Wen Li's feelings of weakness have begun to spread, and he can no longer care about playing heroes.

"No problem." After speaking, Ning Wanqiu threw the Western sword back to Wen Li and said, "Do you know why I couldn't take advantage of it just now?" Because of the skills of Western swords, I have only practiced for half a year. ”

It turned out that when the Willow Springs Group designed the spirit sword eight years ago, Pu Weihai had not yet arrived in the UK, and Jerome was solely responsible for all the products.

After Pu Weihai arrived in England, he also questioned the design of the sword of the spirit, but Jerome did not go his own way, after fully comparing the advantages and disadvantages of the Western sword and the Chinese sword, he believed that although the Western sword is mainly piercing, unlike the Chinese sword with blades on both sides, the slashing range is limited, but after the injection of energy, the gap between it and the Chinese sword disappears, but it is more dexterous, which persuaded Pu Weihai to keep it.

After Ning Wanqiu arrived in the UK, the group mainly asked him to assist in the development of self-defense cloaks, out of the need for secrecy, he did not display the spirit sword, until more than half a year ago, Ning Wanqiu found the novelty of the Western sword, so he followed Jerome to learn a few tricks, plus the natural understanding is very high, half a year later, he will also play the Western sword with ease.

However, even so, compared to the results of his years of cultivating Chinese swords, it is still not worth mentioning.

At this time, Ning Wanqiu turned her hands into a standard Chinese sword appearance, and said to Wen Li: "The history of Western swords is only three or four hundred years, and Chinese swords, more than two years ago, there was a legend of the cadre Mo Xie, how can the background be comparable to Western swords?" From my immature point of view, Westerners value the advantages and disadvantages of the sword itself, but the Chinese attach more importance to the realm of the unity of the sword and the sword, but the Manchu Qing Dynasty is full of holes, and people who worship foreigners are popular, and how many people understand the truth of these ancestors? ”

"You don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!" Wen Li's patience was exhausted, and he carried the spirit removal sword, and killed Ning Wanqiu again.

"Crane Dance and Dragon Singing!"

The two of them fought each other in short combat, and the figures passed through each other, Ning Wanqiu used outright Chinese swordsmanship, like a swift sweep, just one blow, Wen Li fell into blue blood!

Looking at the figure of Wen Li's strength, Ning Wanqiu really had a trace of peerless master's style, and put down a sentence in a deep voice: "Back then, Yan Chixia beheaded the tree demon grandmother under the sword, and it was so chic. ”