Li Caixia stabbed at Lian Xing with a sword, but unlike Lian Xing's huge body, his reaction exceeded Li Caixia's estimate.

Lian Xing's body was raised back to avoid the blade, Li Caixia changed the stab to sweep, and went towards Lian Xing again, but he still dodged with him.

Li Caixia attacked quickly, Lian Xing jumped up and down like a fat monkey, although it looked like a wolf was unbearable, but Li Caixia couldn't touch the corners of his clothes.

"If you hit me again, I'll fight back!" Lian Xing's body burst back, and he said threateningly.

"Fight back, fight me quickly! I want to see what you are capable of and how you can have a sword of your own! Li Caixia said this and attacked again, and this time Lian Xing also drew his broken sword.

Lian Xing's sword is rusty, and it looks like an unearthed antique. However, this sword has a good origin, and it is the Lei Yan Sword, the treasure of the Emei faction. However, now Lian Xing has not awakened the memory of his previous life, so this Lei Yan sword has no form and no god, and the spirituality in the sword has always been in the cave where Xuantian Sect often goes back, not in Lian Xing's sword. That's why this sword is all it looks like!

"Dare to underestimate me! Look at who of us teaches whom! ”

Lian Xing, who had a sword in his hand, immediately began to fight back, and he had also secretly looked at some of the cultivation methods of the Emei sect disciples over the years, although he had never studied with his heart, but whenever he saw these people practicing swords, there would always be many more sword practice figures in his mind after practicing swordsmanship, as if he had really practiced swordsmanship. As a result, after the first battle, Lian Xing found that he didn't deliberately study, and his current ability was not under Li Caixia, who didn't have his own sword.

Lian Xing confronted Lin Caixia with a sword, and the more he fought, the more he was at ease, and gradually forced Lin Caixia to fall behind.

After all, the sword in Lin Caixia's hand belongs to Feiyunzi, although she can also use it as an apprentice, but there is always a barrier, as if this sword is rejecting her.

"No wonder you haven't had your own sword for more than fifty years, you can't even beat me, I think you'd better commit suicide!" After Lian Xing gained the upper hand, his heart was full of pride, and he laughed at Li Caixia as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I'll fight with you!" Li Caixia, who was born in the military, has her own stubbornness in her heart, and when she sees that Lian Xing can humiliate herself, she is even more determined to fight to the death.

Li Caixia swung a sword and sword, only attacking but not defending, as long as there was a chance, even the attack was a life-changing style of play, even if it was the tip of the sword stabbed by Lian Xing, he didn't care.

However, the good times did not last long, although Lian Xing was in a hurry by Li Caixia's style of play for a while, but after the two fought for more than a dozen rounds in a row, Lian Xing still understood Li Caixia's attack method and slowly adapted to it.

"Even you shit can humiliate me!" After being suppressed again, Li Caixia's formation was in chaos, and the attack in her hand was even more messy.

"Bang!" Lian Xing flew up after Li Caixia's sword stabbed out, kicking the sword in Li Caixia's hand out.

"I also have my own sword, I don't think you should look for your own sword, let's make friends, you should enjoy the last leisure time here with me in the future!" Lian Xing put his sword against the sword and said with a grin.

"I'm not going to throw in the towel!" Li Caixia was not to be outdone without the sword, and rushed up with her fists and feet.

"Bang bang!" Lian Xing slapped two swords with the sword body in a row, slapping Li Caixia's fists and feet away, but he was not attacking with his own sword.

"Don't give up yet! I'm going to convince you to lose! Lian Xing threw away the sword in his hand, flew up and kicked towards Li Caixia.

"Bang Bang!" Li Caixia used both hands to resist Lian Xing's flying legs again and again, although Lian Xing flew in the air, the attacks were endless, and there was no intention of stopping at all, but Li Caixia couldn't support it more and more.

"Bang!" Lian Xing kicked out again, directly kicked Li Caixia's hands away, and went towards Li Caixia unabatedly.

After Lian Xing's kick came again, Li Caixia couldn't hold on anymore and couldn't help but close her eyes.

"Lost! I really don't want to be defeated by such a person! ”

"Bang!"

There was no imaginary pain, a muffled sound came in Li Caixia's ears, but Li Caixia heard a muffled snort from Lian Xing.

"Master!" Li Caixia hurriedly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the back of Feiyunzi in white clothes and Lian Xing, who retreated back again and again.

"Lian Xing, why haven't you opened up yet!" Feiyunzi didn't chase after him, but looked at Lian Xing and shook his head silently, then turned his head and said to Li Caixia; "The Thunder Sword is gone, let's go."

"It's the master!" Li Caixia glared at Lian Xing fiercely and followed behind Feiyunzi.

"Wait!" Just as Feiyunzi was about to leave, Lian Xing shouted to the two with a broken sword.

"What else?" Feiyunzi turned around, his face expressionless.

Lian Xing scratched his bald head and asked with a questioning expression; "All of you say wait for me to get my senses, but I've always had a question, what are you people doing?"

Feiyunzi was stunned when he heard this, and his hands clenched the hilt of his sword tightly.

"What are we doing! Emei disciples have sacrificed thousands of people, and we are creating time for you! The sword in Feiyunzi's hand suddenly swung out, and with a sword, he slashed towards Lian Xing.

"Ding!" Lian Xing hurriedly raised his sword to resist, and with a ding, a very large force came from the sword, and Lian Xing's body slid backwards for a distance of four or five steps before stopping. After stopping, the sword in Lian Xing's hand trembled even more, making him feel like he couldn't hold it.

"Thunder Sword, Thunder Sword, Thunder Sword" Fei Yunzi was dressed in white, and his body was fluctuating with the silver thin sword, and after every roar, a sword was swung.

Lian Xing resisted again and again, but the force from the Feiyunzi Sword was also greater and greater, making half of his body numb.

"Thunder Sword!" Feiyunzi slashed with a sword again, and after Lian Xing blocked it this time, his body flew out upside down, and he was directly swept out by the power on the sword.

"Thunder Sword!" Feiyunzi flew up, and with a sword, he slashed towards Lian Xing, who had just stood up.

"Boom!" Feiyunzi slashed at Lian Xing's sword body, and Lian Xing only felt that his legs were weak, and he was directly pressed to his knees.

"Give me the Thunder Sword and let me destroy him!" Feiyunzi pointed at Lian Xing with the tip of his sword and said coldly.

When Lian Xing heard this, he shook his head in fright, this broken sword has been with him for decades, and Lian Xing is reluctant to let this break sword that he can't look at.

"Give it to me, let me ruin him!" Feiyunzi slapped Lian Xing's face with his sword, but Lian Xing put his hands behind his back and shook his head resolutely.

"Give it or not!" Feiyunzi slapped Lian Xing's face again, and made a red mark on Lian Xing's face.

"Don't give it!"

"Give it or not!"

"Death is not given!"

The two were at a stalemate like this, Feiyunzi shook his head every time he hit Lian Xing, and with Lian Xing's refusal, no one noticed that the rust on the broken sword was actually falling off a little bit.

"To" This time, Feiyunzi's sword hadn't slapped Lian Xing's face yet, and even the green light behind him was shining, enveloping Lian Xing's entire sword light.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly there was a turquoise glow in the sky, and these glows fell from the sky and directly merged with Lian Xing.

Lian Xing hurriedly took out the sword behind him, only to see that the sword was sharp, and the word Lei Yan was in the sword body. And at this moment, a burst of light suddenly flew into Lian Xing's eyes on the sword, which made Lian Xing's whole body suddenly shake, and even his temperament changed a lot.

"Are you incorruptible or unscrupulous?" Feiyunzi withdrew his sword and asked softly.

"I, I am!" Lian Xing's eyes were closed, and it took a long time before he slowly opened them.

"I'm just incorruptible, but I'm also me!" Lian Xing looked at the sword in his hand with a complicated face, just a moment of effort, but he suddenly wanted to know a lot of things.

Feiyunzi looked at Lian Xing quietly, and said a little depressed after a while; "Whether it's incorruptible, it's okay to be free in the sky! Now that even the master Baimei Zhenren has been defeated in the hands of Youquan, it is useless for you to open your mind! ”

"We all need to have our own beliefs in our hearts, and we must know how to resist early next time! Compared to some things, life and death are not so important! Farewell! Feiyunzi held the sword in his hand, pulled Li Caixia and rose to the sky.

"Something more important than life and death!"

Lian Xing was silent, looking down at his sword. For fifty years, he has been thinking about his enlightenment every day and every night, but now that he has really opened his mind, he can't feel a little joy, only a faint melancholy.

It's been more than 50 years, and the bitterness and bitterness of this really can't be summed up in one sentence.