Approaching the end of the year, the weather is cold and freezing, and the narrow dirt road of Mud Bottle Lane has become very hard.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, looked at the tall back, and shouted softly, "Brother Li." ”

Li Xisheng didn't turn around, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I can handle it." Even if I'm not his opponent, the town has the rules of the town, and he won't mess around. ”

The young swordsman who called himself Cao Jun smiled and said: "Do you mean the Dali Imperial Court, or the soldier Ruan Qiong? If it is the former, I advise you to die of this heart, if the Dali Song clan really has backbone, he will not be a turtle with a shrunken head." If it's Ruan Qiong, haha, let me sell it first, you can wait and see. ”

Cao Jun looked at the green-shirted scholar who looked like a crown of jade, compared to his own appearance, the other party was genuinely young, which made Cao Jun a little unhappy, he put his thumb against the hilt of the short sword at his waist, "Do you really want to fight?" ”

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "Since you said that your truth is all in the scabbard, then I can listen to it." ”

"I heard that the Lizhu Cave Heaven was forbidden before the spell, but now that the Cave Heaven is broken and falling, it has only been a year, and you have already entered the Middle Five Realms, which is very good. ”

Cao Jun looked appreciative, but quickly shook his head and said, "It's a pity." ”

Li Xisheng stretched out a palm, "Please." ”

Cao Jun couldn't help but smile: "The frog at the bottom of the well doesn't know the sky. Since we are not a battle of life and death, then I will press the realm and save the first battle of your life, and you will be too unwilling to lose. ”

Li Xisheng smiled but did not speak.

"When you get out of the well in the future, you will find that a character like me deserves to be ......" Cao Jun tiptoed, bent forward, and laughed loudly, once he chose to make a move, this smiling young swordsman, his momentum changed suddenly, and the narrow and cramped alley echoed with follow-up words, "Kindness!"

A brilliant white light exploded into the mouth, and the sword qi scattered wildly filled the entire alley in an instant, and Cao Jun's figure was too fast and rapid, making his vague figure blend into it, which was not easy to detect, making people mistakenly think that it was like a mountain stream flood after a rainstorm, using the alley as a riverbed, frantically surging towards Li Xisheng and his party downstream.

In the vast white, imposing sword qi flowing water, a more condensed snow-white brilliance can be vaguely seen, like a white fish quietly swimming in the stream.

Running water is stagnant.

Li Xisheng didn't seem to be in a hurry, turned sideways, raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and stretched out to the snow-bright short sword that looked like a white fish.

Then he gently and accurately grasped Cao Jun's sword-holding wrist.

Cao Jun smiled slightly, let go of his fingers, and the short sword, which was still two or three feet away from Li Xisheng's chest, swooped and stabbed Li Xisheng's heart.

Li Xisheng's expression was calm, and the two fingers of his left hand were put together in front of him.

It was just at the last moment that the white fish was clamped.

The white fish rolls over and rolls.

The blade twisted.

Li Xisheng had no choice but to retreat, Cao Jun approached, and the hand holding the sword had already punched, hitting Li Xisheng's neck.

At the same time that Li Xisheng pressed his elbow against Cao Jun's fist, the white fish had already shot at him, and Li Xisheng shook the wrist of his other hand, and his big sleeve shook.

The white fish threw itself into the net.

Cao Jun sneered, kicked Li Xisheng in the abdomen, and kicked the green-shirted scholar back four or five steps.

He didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, he stood in place generously, with one hand behind and the other hand dashing.

Li Xisheng stopped retreating, his face was slightly pale, although Cao Jun was a sword cultivator, but this foot was powerful and heavy, not inferior to the pure martial arts at the peak of the Five Realms, this was the horror of sword cultivation and military cultivators, refining qi and quenching the body were not wrong, so Li Xisheng suffered like this, it was not easy to suffer, and the circulation of qi in the body was bound to be affected to a certain extent.

Li Xisheng's big sleeve holding Cao Jun's flying sword made a bang, continuous, and then there was a slight silk tearing sound, and then wisps of snow-white sword light seeped out from between the gaps.

Li Xisheng's hand, with five fingers bent like a bow or straight like a sword, quickly pinched out a Taoist trick, and silently recited a word in his heart: "Town!"

The cuffs, which had been bulging and tight, and were chaotic, suddenly fell silent.

The sound of the flying sword crashing against the sleeve of his coat turned into a slightly trembling buzz.

Cao Jun was not surprised by this, and said with a smile: "Seven." ”

Li Xisheng's entire cuff, from the elbow down, was shattered in an instant, and near his wrist, the sword light shook greatly.

It is like a beautiful scenery full of moonlight, but it contains great danger and murder.

Li Xisheng's five fingers of the pinching trick then changed, becoming a veritable grip, in the palm of the hand that everyone could not see, the palm pattern shook slightly like a stream of water, changing the trajectory.

Li Xisheng's arm instantly glowed with a misty blue and purple brilliance.

The white swimming fish that the sword blade frantically haunted Li Xisheng's arm, the sword qi it brought and the purple qi emitted by Li Xisheng, struck each other with a crisp sound of gold and stone, densely clustered, and shocked people's eardrums.

So much so that the high wall on one side of Mud Bottle Lane and the low wall of the courtyard gate of the old house on the other side are constantly falling with dust and mud.

Cao Jun's originally narrowed Danfeng eyes opened a little and teased: "It's a little interesting, Taoist recipes are known as thousands, I have seen no less than two hundred kinds, and I have never seen you so simple and easy to use." The surname is Li, your Six Realms cultivation is too thick, only the Six Realms Sword Cultivator bullied the Seven Realms Qi Cultivators, where is the truth that a Six Realms Qi Cultivator like you is hard to carry the Seven Realms Sword Cultivator, spread it out, wouldn't I Cao Jun be laughed at by the sword cultivators all over the world. ”

After experiencing the initial rustiness, Li Xisheng already seems to have more energy at the moment, and he can even smile and say: "Maybe your reason is not enough...... High?"

Cao Jun nodded, thinking deeply, so he said one word with a smile on his face, "Eight!"

The flying sword, which was like a flexible white fish, swept back to the master Cao Jun, and then hovered still, the flying sword instantly dimmed, the short sword was just a short sword, without the slightest sword overflow, and there was no previous brilliant momentum.

The cold sword intent that gave people a treacherous feeling before has changed and become above board.

The flying sword vanished out of thin air in an instant.

On the courtyard wall of the alley between the two, there were extremely fine marks, but only a little powder crumbs were falling.

Li Xisheng stretched out two fingers in his right hand, trying to grasp the short sword that had made an arc again.

Li Xisheng suddenly turned his head.

The next moment, the flying sword drilled a hole in the high wall to the left of Li Xisheng.

The flying sword disappeared again.

But on Li Xisheng's left cheek, a bead of blood began to appear, and then gradually expanded into a blood mark more than an inch long.

Sure enough, as rumored, fighting with Jian Xiu, life and death are only between the first line.

Li Xisheng thought silently in his heart, "It turns out that this is eight, it is really powerful." ”

The reason why the combat power of sword cultivation can be recognized as the best among the hundred qi practitioners is that it is a flying sword that is properly maintained, and the strength lies in the "point", and at most it is a line.

No matter how majestic or majestic a mountain is, it is not difficult to drive a nail or carve a ravine into a cliff.

is also an outlier among qi practitioners, even a soldier cultivator who cultivates both physique and soul, is not as neat as sword cultivators fighting with others.

Let you have thousands of magic weapons, let you have vast magical powers, My sword cultivation pursues a fatal blow, and a sword breaks ten thousand laws.

Cao Jun always maintained a conceited posture behind one hand, and patted the hilt of the long sword with the other, "A cultivator genius like you must be an existence that the family has high hopes for, and there are not a few treasures for self-defense?" Say it in advance, no matter what your purpose, if you continue to hide and hide and don't want to make it public, you will really die, because I am afraid that if I accidentally fight too happily, I can't take it back, and then you will definitely die without turning a blind eye. ”

In the face of the enemy's cynicism, Li Xisheng was not angry, his voice was still mellow and soft, "Chen Ping'an, I may need to trouble you to retreat a little more, if you can retreat four or five feet away, it is the best." ”

Cao Jun raised his hand and slapped his forehead vigorously, and said with a face full of grievances: "At the moment of the great enemy, I am very angry that I still have leisure to talk nonsense." ”

Between the young sword cultivator's talk and laughter, there is a hidden murderous intention.

At the same time that Cao Jun slapped his forehead and made a sound, the flying sword was already under the cover of that sound, and it really did it quietly, killing Li Xisheng's vest.

Bite!

An ethereal and pleasant sound resounded through Mud Bottle Alley.

Cao Jun was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "This is okay? Then I'm really welcome." ”

A verdant bamboo leaf appeared behind Li Xisheng, resisting the assassination of the flying sword.

Dingdingding......

In the alley, a series of similar movements sounded around Li Xisheng.

In addition to bamboo leaves, there are peach leaves, willow leaves, and locust leaves......

All kinds of leaves are green.

Cao Jun squinted at the battlefield.

Li Xisheng stood still, surrounded by high and low, fluttering leaves, and the short sword named Baiyu shuttled through it, constantly breaking the formation, but it was useless to return again and again.

Although there are constantly green leaves falling to the ground and instantly withering yellow, Cao Jun is really a little helpless, because it is roughly estimated that there should be at least more than 100 leaves of the scholar.

So Cao Jun was not in a good mood.

Your guy's house sells leaves, and even if it does, does anyone buy it?

Cao Jun didn't want to give up, he didn't believe that a small Six Realms Qi Practitioner could support him to the end. Controlling so many leaves at the same time is not simple, and the mental energy required to practice qi is extremely considerable. So Cao Jun secretly told himself that although he was not victorious, he could barely regard it as a stupid work of sharpening the blade, and he wanted to see how long the scholar could hold on.

The short but sharp flying sword began to rampage with impunity.

In the alley, the leaves are falling one after another, and after falling to the ground, they turn from green to yellow.

Li Xisheng suddenly reminded loudly: "If we just continue to fight like this, we can fight until next year." Otherwise, you've already talked about this sword, and then let's talk about the other one, if you can, you can sacrifice the natal flying sword together. Either way, it's better to decide the winner first. Because my friend still has to go. ”

Cao Jun's eyes widened suddenly, and finally stopped smiling, "If you don't brag, you'll die?"

Li Xisheng sighed and stopped talking.

He just shook the sleeve that was left, and out of it came a whole bunch of unbelievable things.

There are not many spring leaves left, but in addition, there are summer thunder the size of fingernails, wisps of autumn wind no longer than fingers, and patches of winter snow the size of goose feathers.

The opponent has a sword that can break ten thousand laws.

What to do?

Can I accumulate 10,000 and 1 methods?

So this young scholar named Li Xisheng, even if he has just entered the Middle Five Realms now, he already has spring leaves, summer thunder, autumn wind, winter and snow, not to mention that he has others, and there are many others.

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