There are many beautiful women in Jiafu, each with good colors.

Cen Ling came to Jiafu, and half of them came for the women of the Jia family.

Another point is that the women of the Jia family are scattered in Beijing, and the mothers of the seventh prince are all from the Jia family.

The strength of the Jia family itself may not be strong, but it has a wide range of contacts.

It's just that he never thought that after he came, when he saw Xue Baoer, he was attracted by the other party's appearance and temperament for a while, so he wanted to show his ability, but he never thought that his face was not exposed, but his butt was exposed.

His face flushed, his spell was broken, and he didn't speak.

He only threw out the cup in his hand, and the cup was surging in the eyes of everyone, and the mouth of the cup was expanding rapidly, and the small cup was like a jade bell that was buckled, and it was covered towards Xue Bao'er.

Xue Bao'er flicked her fingers, and a touch of golden-white light popped out from her fingertips, which was the white tiger golden qi she had hidden in her lungs.

"Zheng!"

A trace of golden jade sound sounded, and the huge cup, which had originally turned into a huge bell-like button, broke open in an instant, and re-transformed into a small cup divided into two halves, which was swept down in front of the table by Xue Bao'er with a flick of his sleeve.

Everyone was still silent, and they could see that this Endless Mountain True Transmission disciple might not be able to get off the stage.

Jia Mu wanted to speak and ease the atmosphere.

She never thought that the two spells of the Endless Mountain True Inheritance would be broken so easily by Xue Bao'er.

But she also knew that it was just looking easy, and the real reason was that Xue Bao'er's spell was strong.

Jia Mu couldn't understand it.

She can understand Cen Ling's spell, the initial spell is to use words to attract the mind, which can also be called a spell, so that her heart accumulates the magic intent, and the wine in the cup is transformed into a wave, which may be integrated into Cen Ling's magic image.

There is another layer, and it may be that Cen Ling borrowed the water in the cup to transform his Dharma image from virtual to real.

This twisting and turning spell was combined, but it was broken by Xue Bao'er in one fell swoop.

At that moment, she felt as if the void had broken into the house, and in just a moment, it had already illuminated the illusory river waves.

This made her a little unintelligible, because it was too short and too condensed, so her feelings were short-lived and a little incomprehensible.

Cutting the cup at the back still didn't make her understand.

But she could guess why, why Cen Ling turned this cup into a huge cover by changing the method.

Because the cup is a real thing, and Xue Bao'er's sword finger before mainly shows the meaning of the law and breaks his illusion, so the second time is a hard physical object, if Xue Bao'er only has the previous one, it will not be broken.

It's just that Xue Baoer is still broken, which means that Xue Baoer can have a way to deal with the virtual and the real, but both times it is an understatement.

She wanted to speak, but Cen Ling spoke again.

"I heard that Lou Jinchen's swordsmanship is wonderful, I have also been refining swords since I was a child, and I have only refined it since I entered the fourth realm, and the name of the sword is blazing, I don't know if Xue Xiangu is willing to fight with me?" Cen Ling stared at Xue Bao'er and said.

Of course, it was impossible for Xue Bao'er to disagree, but she said: "I have never heard that the national teacher can actually use swordsmanship. ”

She also stayed in the capital for a short time back then, and she really hadn't heard of the National Teacher's swordsmanship.

"You haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean that you don't, the swordsmanship I performed was created by the master seven years ago, called 'Endless Swordsmanship', I haven't mastered the arts, if I hurt the fairy girl, please forgive the fairy girl, and ask Grandma Jia to be a witness." Cen Ling said solemnly.

His words obviously have another meaning, if he hurts Xue Bao'er, he can not be blamed, and it can even be said that if he kills Xue Bao'er, don't hold a grudge against yourself.

Jia Mu didn't want the two of them to fight again, but the true disciple of this national teacher seemed to be very determined, after all, he lost his face and was eager to get it back, if he stopped him, he was afraid that he would offend this person.

She didn't want Xue Bao'er to be injured or die here, so she looked at Xue Bao'er with some embarrassment.

"Auntie, don't worry, it's okay." Xue Bao'er said to Cen Ling: "Sword fighting, it is inevitable that there will be accidents, and the injury is just that I am not good at learning and I can't complain about others." ”

"Okay." Cen Ling said: "Please go out for a while, so as not to be injured by mistake in the sword fight." ”

What he said is indeed that, compared to the previous spells, the sword light can cut off other people's heads if one is not careful, and one is out of control.

If you practice swordsmanship alone, of course, there will be no mistakes, but sword fighting will.

The women in the house all withdrew from the house, and some of them still had a trace of reluctance in their eyes, obviously curious and wanted to see it, but Jia's mother didn't dare not listen to it.

Of course, they are also afraid.

Of course, Jia Mu did not leave, and Jia Yu did not leave either.

And the two disciples behind Xue Bao'er did not leave.

Cen Ling saw that Xue Bao'er had no intention of asking the two disciples to leave, so he took out a small leather wooden box from his sleeve and opened it, hiding a small yellow sword inside.

The small sword is only the length of the index finger, thin and thin, the sword body is one, and the small hilt is only enough to be pinched by one finger, and there are complex runes wrapped around it.

He looked at Xue Bao'er and took a deep breath, the two failures made him not very confident, but he thought that his most powerful was swordsmanship, of course, he had also heard that Lou Jinchen's most powerful was swordsmanship, and the other party had Lou Jinchen's true inheritance.

With a flick of his finger, the small sword flew out of the void.

This first hand is beyond the expectations of many swordsmen, because most of the swords are smooth, fast, and agile, and they are mainly stabbed.

And now this sword is constantly flying, flipping rapidly.

I saw that the sword light was flying here, and a cloud of sword light was like a wind ball.

Although Xue Bao'er had never seen this way of moving swords, she understood at a glance that if this kind of sword method fought with other people's swords, she would definitely cut off the other party's sword as soon as possible.

Because his flipped sword is a typical slashing sword momentum.

It's just that Xue Bao'er didn't understand what his follow-up sword style was, but she didn't think about it so much, because she couldn't think about it anymore.

Sword fighting is to feel the power of the opponent's sword with a sword.

Her right hand touched the top of the sword bag, and a golden white light flew out of her waist in an arc.

Xue Bao'er actually doesn't like to fight against people, because her Ming Jade Sword does not win with its hardness, after all, it is a jade body, although she has refined it into the White Tiger Golden Evil, but it does not add much hardness to this sword body.

The room was bright, and the streamer did not go straight towards the opponent's flipped sword body, but drew an arc in the void.

"Ding!" The Ming Jade Sword was accurately stabbed on the side of the opponent's sword body, and it was not slashed by the opponent's sword.

Cen Ling only felt that the magic thoughts attached to his sword seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and the entire magic thoughts were frozen.

It's like a pricked back of the hand, a reflexive contraction of the hand.

Although he quickly overcame this tight thought, he already saw a little golden light in his eyes.

The moment he saw it, the light had already crossed the top of his head, and he only felt a shock on the top of his head, and the bun had been cut off, rolling to the ground like a head.

The streamer flew around, drew an arc, fell back to Xue Bao'er's fingertips, and was inserted back into the sword bag.

At this moment, Cen Ling's face was like ashes, and he only missed and delayed, and he had already lost the opportunity to fight back.

Sword fighting is so fast, fighting for a glimmer of opportunity, fighting for thrills.

Cen Ling's sword slashed across the table in front of Xue Bao'er, and the table was sliced open like tofu and plunged into the floor below, reaching deep for the hilt of the sword.

Sword fighting, the details are like a drizzle of rain into the windowsill with the wind, and when it is fast, it is like lightning breaking through the sky.

Jia Mu was stunned, and the long-lost memory seemed to be clear at this moment.

Lou Jinchen, known as Lou Jianxian.

The swordsmanship is so high and mysterious, the fourth realm can already compete with the fifth realm, so many years have passed, he is only afraid that he is not under the national teacher, and the granddaughter in front of him, who he has not seen for more than 20 years, seems to have a little bit of Lou Jinchen's demeanor.

The women and ladies outside only heard a 'ding' sound, and then it was over.

Someone by the door saw a light flash over Cen Ling's head, and then saw the crown hair rolling down.

Silent! Quiet inside and out.

Cen Ling sat there motionless, his lips trembling: "Why, why is this happening......"

"Grandma, I'm a little tired, I'll go take a break." Xue Bao'er got up and walked outside, and the people outside looked at her with respect and awe.

When she passed by Cen Ling's side, she said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm not good at learning......

Jia Mu wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

The elderly women outside looked at Xue Bao'er at this time, and realized that the other party had really cultivated great skills over the years, instead of being raised in the boudoir.

The juniors looked at Xue Bao'er with stars in their eyes, and their eyes were full of reverence.

(End of chapter)