The token that was thrown straight by Qin Yuerong rose to the highest point, and then fell towards her again.

The so-called "luck" ratio refers to deciding which person to shoot at according to the trajectory of the token. For cultivators like them, the battle would create a fierce collision of air currents, causing three tokens to circulate around them. Each change is extremely short-lived, but for them, it is enough.

Speaking of "luck", it is more about the grasp of timing and the stability of offense and defense, and because there will be frequent situations of group attacks and one person, the slightest mistake in dealing with it will be out, so that the whole battle is often over in a very short time. This method is often used in group battles.

And Qin Yuerong, as the first person to throw the token, the three vertically falling trajectories obviously had nothing to do with luck. It's etiquette.

The conversation in the dream just now only had a blink of an eye in reality. Lu Qiming opened his eyes and looked at her, but saw that she closed her eyes again in an instant—just left the dream and fell asleep again.

The next moment, Qin Yuerong quietly took a step back, leaning forward slightly, as if performing a simple etiquette.

The token was still falling downward, but Lu Qiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and his raised hand froze in midair.

Jiang Honeysuckle also stopped his movements at the same time and said softly: "Peculiar." ”

Qin Yuerong did not pause.

In the wind, light and moist water vapor came out, and the light softened, like smoke and rain into the south of the Yangtze River. It is also "praying for rain and wind".

She still stood with her eyes closed and her hands folded, her body changing direction at a very slight angle, and if she hadn't taken the occasional small step in all directions, the average person would have thought she had never moved.

At this time, Qin Yuerong was neither attacking nor defending, he was only walking alone in the breeze and drizzle, but he was able to make the moves of the other three condense.

Just as Qin Yuerong raised his hand to point the token trajectory towards him, Lu Qiming made a move on her for the first time, and it was a courtesy not to use a weapon - although the attack range would indeed be affected, this did not mean that Lu Qiming and the three of them deliberately gave in.

From a distance, it seems that the battle between the four of them has not started at all, but in fact, there have been many silent encounters.

Qin Yuerong "saw" the results of the other three people in advance with the way of dream occupation, and avoided it in advance at a certain time before they made a move. At this time, if Lu Qiming and the others made a move as originally intended, it would no longer make sense, and they could only change direction immediately, and at that time, Qin Yuerong had already changed with it.

Repeated many times in an instant, the three people opposite Qin Yuerong didn't even make a single move—she knew the move they were about to use even before them!

And the next moment, Qin Yuerong smiled helplessly - Jiang Rongdong and Lu Qiming gave up on her at the same time and turned to each other to attack.

......

The three tokens that were about to land were once again excited into the air by the two of them.

At the same time that Lu Qiming took out the Nianci knife, Jiang Rongdong's palm flashed with moist light - it was a long sword with a condensed aura, and the word "Panmu" was engraved on the sword body in ancient characters, and it was soaked in gilt.

Lu Qiming sensed the harmony between the aura of the Panmu Sword itself and the aura of the outside world, and immediately realized in his heart that this was a spiritual weapon that was universal in martial arts and martial arts, and it was both a sword and a spiritual medium. It is only because the secret patterns of its formation are embedded in the depths during forging that the appearance is smooth and bright, and there is no trace of it.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and saw that the other party did not move, and Jiang Rongdong put away her martial cultivation momentum, and only used the internal force of Xiao Zhoutian's initial martial cultivation, and then took the lead in swords.

Seeing Jiang Honeysuckle's starting hand, Lu Qiming smiled slightly-it was the first form of Jiang's "Spring Sword", green grass. Its artistic conception coincides with his knife trick "Landscape Chapter" a few days ago, and there are similarities.

-- Spring is getting better, and the grass is close but there is none.

The spirit sword Panmu and Jiang Honeysuckle are so compatible that even if she didn't use her spiritual power, the sword body naturally gathered water and wood and merged into the sword momentum!

In an instant, thousands of invisible streamlines appeared in front of Lu Qiming's eyes - it was not that Jiang Rongdong could use a thousand swords in an instant, but Lu Qiming calculated all her possible attack changes.

In the sword qi that was as small as a cow's hair and dense as a cloud, Lu Qiming raised his hand and took out the sword. The simplest form of "sharp light".

There is no fierce hedging; The sword is a touch away.

Jiang Honeysuckle's eyes condensed slightly. Although she had already seen Lu Qiming's move, the speed of his performance at this time still surprised her slightly, especially since she could feel that Lu Qiming had not used his internal force at all.

The first soft sound is just the beginning. Immediately afterwards, there was a faster and heavier collision - Jiang Honeysuckle kept stabbing out with "green grass", and Lu Qiming always responded with "sharp light".

At the beginning, the sound as crisp as glass jade rose to the thunder in a very short time!

At this time, the first change means to retreat, but Jiang Rongdong has to change -- Lu Qiming's "sharp light" only seeks the word fast, and the aggravating force can only be better; while her "green grass" must be light at the same time, and gravity will destroy the artistic conception.

She sighed silently, the sword technique in her hand had changed-

The second type, the flower look.

Spring is getting better, and the spring breeze is blowing Revlon.

The sword trick turned fierce in an instant. The germination of wood gas seems to be a whole with ginger honeysuckle, and the turnover and prosperity are getting stronger.

Lu Qiming admired in his heart. Jiang Nindong, who held the Panmu sword in his hand, even if he only used the internal strength of the beginner martial arts, he could meet the high level without defeat.

Nian Ci knife up, still "sharp light".

The sword momentum in front of him was as high as a blooming hibiscus, and Lu Qiming swung two slashes in an instant.

Two swords against one sword.

And his two knives are so fast, it's like giving birth to a second Nian Ci by himself!

If the strength is similar, only fast will not break-

The sword qi disintegrated, and the hibiscus petals scattered.

Jiang Honeysuckle took a step back, but her expression remained unchanged;

Spring sleep.

The sword intent rose, and the sky was getting late. It's clearly daytime, but it reminds people of the sudden wind and rain at night, and the flowers fall uncounted-Jiang Honeysuckle's second form that was broken by Lu Qiming actually became the help of this spring sleep sword!

This illusory image looked very beautiful, but Lu Qiming shook his head slightly. This style seems to be extremely difficult and wonderful, but in Lu Qiming's eyes, it is not as good as the first two styles. If the sword style is broken, it is broken, and it is also flashy to use skills to strengthen self-adhesion, and it is easier to crack than before.

Lu Qiming pointed at the dense place with the blade of Nianci's backhand, and said softly: "This sword is skillful, not like a senior sister." He didn't even use the "sharp light" this time, only made the basic knife style.

Jiang Honeysuckle was very slow to collect his sword.

The spring sword is already a very perfect sword technique, and the artistic conception skills are excellent. She used this sword to fight the enemy in the past, and she never missed the "Spring Sleep" style. Although she had a vague feeling in her heart that she was not mellow enough, she never imagined that her flaws would be so big that they could be easily broken by someone with one-tenth of her strength?

Lu Qiming's method of breaking the third style of the Spring Sword, if it reaches the Jiang family, it will definitely cause an uproar in the sword cultivation.

However, Jiang Rongdong naturally thought that this was a good thing, so she saluted Lu Qiming seriously. She secretly exclaimed in her heart, when did her junior brother's understanding of kendo reach such a high level? It seems that in the past two years, she is not the only one who has been in a situation.

The next moment, Lu Qiming and Jiang Rongdong's eyes turned to Qin Yuefeng at the same time.

The token was falling towards him.