Chapter 1140, the sword heart is damaged

"Kenshin damaged?"

Ji Lanxin's face showed a touch of anger, and she glared straight at Miao Ying, and asked, "What he said is true?" ”

Miao Ying's face looked a little ugly.

Xue Zi'er's sneering voice sounded: "If you want to know the truth or falsehood, don't you just throw a sword to play with her?" If the sword heart is damaged, it can't even hold the sword steadily! ”

Ji Lanxin glanced around with a calm face, and saw that there was a tattered saber abandoned by the disciples of other factions, and nodded and motioned for Yan Nanqiu, who was standing obediently beside him, to take it.

casually threw it to Miao Ying, and ordered: "Play the sword style you just understood to open their eyes." ”

Miao Ying hesitated, shrugged her head, and looked a little embarrassed.

Xue Zi'er sneered: "It seems that there is no need to try. You, the master, are ruthless enough, to let a person with a damaged sword heart comprehend such a profound sword technique, she didn't die in it, it is a fate. ”

Ji Lanxin heard Xue Zi'er's ridicule, her face suddenly became gloomy, and she glared at Miao Ying in front of her, who didn't even dare to hold the sword anymore, and ordered sharply: "Go back this time, go to the back kitchen to help." ”

A useless person is of no value to her, and she will never be merciful enough to leave a waste by her side, which will only make her lose face.

When Miao Ying heard this, she unwillingly moved forward, picked up the saber on the ground, and while her right hand was clamped tightly, her left hand was tightly clasped at the wrist of her right hand, "Miss, I can still hold the sword!" ”

Ji Lanxin glanced at Miao Ying in surprise, and signaled: "Since you can hold a sword, then show that fox thing, how many sword styles you understand!" ”

"Yes!" Miao Ying gritted her teeth and responded.

Wei Yuan couldn't bear to try to dissuade him, but he was stopped by Miao Ying with a look, others couldn't see it, he was very clear, Miao Ying was completely holding on at this moment, if he didn't have the huge force of his left hand, holding the sword with his right hand, I am afraid that he would have trembled a long time ago.

If he had known that Miao Ying would be so stubborn, Wei Yuan would not have said her symptoms directly, he originally wanted to take care of Miao Ying and let her recuperate, but he didn't expect that self-defeating would hurt her.

At this moment, Miao Ying's body can be said to have several auras that are scurrying wildly, the aura that is dominantly intended to dance the sword is surging towards the hand holding the sword, and the several aura that instinctively resists fear due to the damage to the sword heart is struggling to block that aura, so that each aura seems to be in a civil war in its meridians.

In such a state, if you have to forcibly dance the sword, it is hard to imagine what kind of load it will be on the meridians!

If you don't get it right, you will even go crazy and worry about your life!

Ji Lan didn't know how to do swordsmanship, and she didn't know Miao Ying's state at the moment, she just wanted to earn face and show off the strength of her subordinates, seeing Miao Ying stunned, she frowned and urged: "What's the matter?" Didn't even grasp a trick? ”

Miao Ying smiled bitterly, "Aunt Miao has memorized seven or eight tricks, and she will demonstrate it to Miss." ”

"Seven or eight moves?" Ji Lan was overjoyed, and immediately stopped: "You don't have to show it all, so as not to be seen by others, just play three or four tricks casually." ”

Wei Yuan heard Miao Ying forcibly write down so many moves, and immediately understood that the reason why the latter was injured and bleeding when he comprehended it earlier was completely because the sword heart was damaged, and he also forcibly sensed and comprehended the powerful sword technique.

At the moment, this worry in his heart couldn't help but be even worse, knowing that Miao Ying had already forcibly comprehended the sword intent once, and understood Wan

The latter cannot be allowed to ...... again

But it was already half a beat late, and before he could speak, the sword in Miao Ying's hand had already heard a swishing sound, and one after another ethereal and gorgeous sword moves appeared on the blade.

Although Miao Ying's strength is not weak, but her attainments in the sword path are average, and she can only reach the level of comprehending the sword intent in half a step.

Right now, although there are gorgeous and elegant sword moves, there is a bit of the rhyme of the thirteen swords of the dragon at a glance, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that Miao Ying is already like a wind candle at this moment, returning to the light.

Ji Lan didn't know why, seeing such a scene, she only cared about her eyes full of joy, and proudly said to Chu Youwei: "See, any guard in my Ji family is thousands of times more powerful than the man you chose." ”

Looking at Chu Youwei's slightly gloomy and embarrassed face, and the appearance that she couldn't return half a sentence, Ji Lanxin smiled a little more proudly.

呲~

The cracking sound of brocade silk suddenly sounded.

The smugness on Ji Lanxin's face suddenly condensed, and when she looked back, she saw that Miao Ying, who was practicing swordsmanship in the open space not far away, stiffened, the long sword fell off from her hand and threw it to the ground, the clothes on her right arm were swept by the sword momentum, and the meridians on her arm burst open layer by layer, and the aura rushed out from the inner broken table, filling with a small piece of blood mist.

Miao Ying was finally overwhelmed, and her entire right arm completely lost her strength, not to mention holding a sword again, even holding chopsticks, she couldn't lift half of her strength.

But Ji Lanxin's first reaction was not to worry and feel distressed, but to be angry, angry at its waste, angry at it and making herself lose face.

Even at the moment when Miao Ying fell to the ground weakly and held her right arm in pain, Ji Lan didn't see much pity in her eyes, she just glanced at it indifferently and disgusted, and even faintly even a little bored.

Xue Zi'er restrained her joking and sneered, and said with a little emotion: "It's a good guard, but it's just that you follow the wrong master." ”

Chu Youwei looked at Ji Lanxin's failure to show off her martial arts this time, but she didn't have much joy and pride in her heart, but felt a trace of worthlessness and sympathy for Miao Ying, and shook her head with a secret sigh.

Although she didn't say anything, in Ji Lanxin's opinion, such a sigh was the same as Xue Zi'er's cynicism, which also made her very unhappy, and she immediately reprimanded angrily: "My Ji family's affairs, it's not your turn to point fingers!" ”

Ji Lanxin sensed a lot of eyes looking at her when she spoke, and when she looked at her, she turned to Wei Yuan and ordered, "Bandage her, and when she goes out, tell her to go to the back room to recuperate." ”

When these words are heard by others, there is still a bit of conscience and kindness.

But others don't know that the back room of the Ji family is a place for miscellaneous servants!

Ji Lan's words suddenly made the last blood on Miao Ying's face turn pale.

This is, I don't want her anymore!

Ji Lanxin didn't care at all, without Miao Ying, when she returned to Ji's house, the old man would definitely make up for her a more powerful guard.

Chu Youwei looked at Miao Ying's encounter, and subconsciously looked at Lu Feng, who was concentrating on comprehending the swordsmanship under the statue, and a little worry inexplicably appeared in her heart, Miao Ying's strength still ended up in such a situation when she comprehended the swordsmanship, if something happened to Lu Feng about it......

Chu Youwei couldn't help but start to feel a little remorseful

, should not be in a hurry, forcing the latter to enter the comprehension, and can't help but pray secretly at the moment.

Ji Lan's heart calmed down the gloom of shame, and her eyes looked at Wei Yuan, "Aunt Miao can remember seven or eight sword moves, what about you?" ”

Seeing that Ji Lan's heart was so indifferent, Wei Yuan only had gains and losses in his eyes, and couldn't help revealing a little dissatisfaction, and excitedly reprimanded: "Your Aunt Miao forcibly memorized seven or eight moves at the cost of her life, not a complete comprehension!" ”

Ji Lanxin's face turned pale, glanced at the statue, and saw that there were eight sword blades condensed at this moment, and said: "It's not difficult to comprehend the eight-move sword style, can you be so excited?" Don't you see someone got it? You're so powerful, even if you don't understand it, you should always remember the eight or nine moves, right? ”

Wei Yuan was speechless, "What's the use of memorizing, not knowing the luck method in the meantime, the direction of the sword, what can you practice just by memorizing a move." ”

In the middle of the argument between the two.

Chu Youwei's pupils widened suddenly, staring straight at the statue in the distance.

In a trance, she seemed to see the sword blade condensed on it change rapidly, from one handle, it instantly condensed to eight handles, and pushed open the eight handles that I don't know who had comprehended before, and without any interruption, it condensed thirteen handles in one go.

All the sword blades only converged in an instant, and the moment the thirteen sword blades appeared, the entire stone chamber suddenly trembled, and when I looked over, there were only the original eight swords left on the statue.

This made Chu Youwei think that she was wrong.

It wasn't until Xue Zi'er on one side also let out a sound of surprise that she was sure that the previous scene was not an illusion.

Click~

As the thirteen blades dissipated, a crack appeared in the statue, from the top of the head to the waist and abdomen.

Lu Feng's face at the moment was a little irritable and scolding, because of Chu Youwei's re-induction under the statue, he originally just wanted to pretend to make a few gestures and deal with it, but he didn't expect that the moment he began to deduce in his mind, under the influence of the black shadow, he was actually dragged away by a soul consciousness and transformed into a small person the size of a palm.

Lu Feng knew that such a scene should be the meaning of the black shadow wanting him to follow the gourd painting scoop to learn.

But Lu Feng had a suspicion of this set of swordsmanship in his heart, and instinctively had a hint of resistance, perhaps it was this resistance that made the black shadow angry, and actually attacked the soul sense villain he condensed.

Although it is only a soul consciousness, if it is cut down, it will also have a lot of consumption on the soul.

Lu Feng has gone all the way, because of the formation and arrangement, the soul power has been consumed a lot, how can he bear such a waste for no reason at the moment, so he attacked the black shadow with the villain condensed by his soul sense.

The same was the Dragon Yin Thirteen Swords, but because the speed of condensing the sword was far beyond the black shadow, the latter was suppressed and retreated, and there was no power to fight back at all.

Before I knew it, I was about to play this set of swordsmanship easily.

Rao is black shadow was scattered by most of the shadows, and Lu Feng was not at all proud, but felt that such swordsmanship was even more frustrated.

He asked himself that the speed of the sword was fast enough, but in this set of swordsmanship, it was still far from enough, unless it was increased by ten times or nine times, it could barely make up for that mistake, and it could be used in actual combat in the same realm.

Lu Feng was still secretly sighing and wasting his energy to learn this sword technique, but he didn't know that the outside world was already shocked.