I don't know if it's because the soil quality of Nanshao City is not good, or the brick kiln in the east of the city has always been too casual for quality specifications, so not only the city wall of Nanshao City is slightly sloppy, but the courtyard walls of some high-gate courtyards in the city are also because of the use of local green bricks.

Jiang Li moved his fingers like flying, instructing the dark flying sword to do his best to the yin ground, and moved a few positions to the side slowly. Affected by the old Taoist priest's hard claw just now, the brick wall where he was sitting was a little shaky and loose, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

Seeing that he had changed to a stable place, Jiang Lizheng sighed to himself, raised his eyes and saw Cao Ru flying with inquiring eyes, raised his eyebrows, and skimmed the gray cat who was squatting under the wall to comb his hair with the corner of his mouth, and then he made an empty-handed movement with his free hands.

Jiang Li lowered his head and squatted on the wall, dancing with his hands, in pain.

Saliva flowed 3,000 feet, and he didn't bring any money in his pocket.

Life is boring, nothing more than that.

Cao Ru's eyes flowed, and he just smiled happily. At this moment, she didn't know that this person and a cat and herself were generally from the Sword Pavilion, thinking that the previous sound of her mother's family was really not in vain. She naturally knows that meeting the same door here and now, but it may not be all good things when you look into it.

It's just that his mother's family, who is full of cleverness on his face, obviously did not have the ingenious idea of hiding behind and picking up ready-made cheap, but waded into this pool of troubled waters.

I don't know what kind of background this young man has, and he can invite a great god like the gray cat to protect him. It's just that according to the rules of the Sword Pavilion, if you want to ask the Dao Protector to help, you have to have enough points in hand.

Regardless of whether he is a gray cat or a white cat, he must have points to be a good cat.

Thinking of this, Dong Ru groaned slightly, and took advantage of the interval between the flying swords to stretch out his hand and compare the length.

Jiang Li was furious, how could a man be short! Long, it must be long! It's just that when it's over, I'm still a little weak, so I first compared it with my hand, and then compared it with a long one. Then he smiled straightforwardly: it can be long or short, wonderful and good.

Cao Ru's face was as surprised as if he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Li twice, pointed to the wellhead thoughtfully, and then pointed to Jiang Li.

Jiang Li was proud, and he only cared about patting his chest loudly.

Rest assured, long enough.

Taking advantage of Zhao Ying's jealousy device and only daring to be beaten passively, the two of them squeezed their eyebrows and used their hands and feet together, only to make Yu Haoxin in a fog, if it wasn't clear that it was the first time they met, it would have nothing to do with innocence, otherwise I am afraid that I would not think about it in a crooked place.

Over there, three flying swords, a folding fan, danced and clanged. Zhao Ying gradually came back to his senses, although he didn't know the reason, he also felt that the gray cat demon was not keen on rewarding him with a claw. only said that he was fighting with these three juniors at the moment, and he seemed to only defend and not attack, but in fact, he occasionally tried to cross the line a few times, and fell into the eyes of the gray cat demon, but he didn't see it, and he didn't care.

Zhao Ying guessed in his heart that the big demon couldn't do things with common sense, and while peeking at the eyes of the gray cat uncle carelessly, he fell to the ground and pleaded, "If Grandpa Cat allows, I will solve these three juniors first, and then come to sue and obey." Please rest assured that the little ones have their own measure, and they will not hurt their lives. ”

The gray cat waved its paws, its face full of impatience.

Hurry up and die.

Zhao Yingru, who received the will of the big demon, was amnesty, and suddenly felt fortunate that he was careful and well-behaved, and finally managed to disperse the clouds and find some chance to live. In ecstasy, he hurriedly turned his head, forcibly held back the pain in his right foot, let out a low cry, and with a wave of the folding fan, an invisible energy rushed forward.

Jiang Li let out a "sigh", fell off the wall when Zhao Ying just made a move, rolled on the ground several times in succession, and hit his head on the edge of the well, baring his teeth, and his brain hurt. However, it was finally dangerous and narrowly escaped the vigorous attack, but when he heard a bang behind him, the courtyard wall had collapsed more than halfway, and the bricks and stones were broken all over the place.

Zhao Ying hated and feared Jiang Li, so he sought Jiang Li first as soon as he had the opportunity to make a move. It's just that after all, I was still worried in my heart, and I didn't dare to go all out, so I had to stop and peek at the look of the gray cat demon, and when I saw that the gray cat demon was noncommittal, my heart was a little calmer, and I was about to take another move, but I saw Dong Ru screaming softly, and he actually let go and abandoned the "flowing firefly", and held his hands together and compared a strange sword duel.

Jiang Xuan, who was located at the edge of the well, moved his thoughts, stretched out his fingers, and relied on the Sword Pavilion Sword Control Secret Technique, at the moment when the flying sword fell from mid-air, he took over the control of the "Liuying", and the three flying swords still flew around Zhao Ying, attacking in a moderate manner, and they were not affected at all.

The sound of water was clanging, the echo was murmuring, and a long sword with a simple shape slowly rose from the mouth of the well.

The sword is more than three feet long, with a sword without a sheath, the sword body is slender and the sword spine is thin and narrow, and the body is surrounded by a faint demon purple sword.

Zhao Ying's eyebrows jumped, and he looked at the "reincarnation" ancient sword that everyone was thinking about. But no one could have imagined that Dong Ru would be so tricky, and directly sank it in the well in the courtyard.

Jiang Li jumped up, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and wiped out a sword at Zhao Ying.

The sword is stretched out in one go.

Jiang Li, who was holding a sword in his hand, had his eyes shining, looking at the three feet in front of him, he was like a god patrolling his domain, no matter whether he was facing a god or a demon, he was facing Zhao Ying like a storm.

The sword is steep and long, like a long river.

Dong Ru pinched a sword duel in each hand, stabilized the "Liuying" and the unknown lightless small sword that was falling straight from the air, and then turned the sword head and drew a half circle each, attacking Zhao Ying from the side from the left and right.

In the world, the flying sword is always regarded as the best sword, but the sword against the enemy is classified as an ordinary martial artist. As everyone knows, since ancient times, kendo has been divided into two, and both have their own merits and there is no difference between superior and inferior. The sword fairy can take the sword as his life and gallop outside; It can also be used as a sword, and the body and sword are one, and it can be regarded as the same way later. It's just that later, the flying sword became more and more popular, and the theory of kendo gradually covered the whole with partiality, and the inheritance of various factions became more and more biased.

At that time, there were only a few kendo sects with a long history, and they would record one or two in the classics of this sect.

The Sword Pavilion takes the sword as a teacher, and only asks about the heart in the practice of swordsmanship, and there are quite a few disciples who choose to combine the sword with the number of roads.

When Dong Ru gestured and asked the length, he asked Jiang Li what kind of sword cultivation he was.

If you don't need to exhale and operate the aura of heaven and earth during the battle, you will naturally not be suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth, and theoretically as long as the spiritual power in your body is enough, you can continue to fight.

The disadvantage is that although it is commendable in terms of single combat power and is not afraid of realm suppression, it is limited by the spiritual power contained in the body, and it cannot be supported for long.

Even if he becomes a great sword immortal one day, and really refines his body into a small world, the spiritual power seems to be endless, but in fact, there is always a finite, and he still can't jump out of this box.

A seventh-grade grandmaster like Zhao Ying, who has been piled up over the years, relies on the realm to oppress and oppress those ordinary monks on weekdays, and the combat power of the monks of the same level is really not enough. At this moment, Jiang Li's attack was like chopping melons and vegetables, in Zhao Ying's eyes, it was a sword and a sword urging to recruit souls, and he really came to ask for his life, which had already scared Zhao Ying's face pale, how could he still rely on the realm ravine to face the three juniors.

Zhao Ying's heart was scattered, and at this time, he was even more stretched, but he just struggled to hold on. It's just that one foot is immobile, and he wants to get out of the range of three feet in front of Jiang Li as soon as possible, but he is weak. The three flying swords next to him were constantly disturbing, especially the lightless small sword was the most weird. Although the little sword under Dong Ruyu's command was finally more neutral and peaceful, and a little less insidious and cunning, Zhao Ying didn't dare to be careless at all, after all, it was very painful to be caught in the previous car.

The most unexpected thing is that this "reincarnation" sword, which should have been in the bag, contains a time and space Dao meaning, and it is even more vividly exerted in Jiang Li's hands. Several times, Zhao Ying clearly felt that the sword intent was gone, and at the same time, he was slightly relieved, but he saw the long sword demon in Jiang Li's hand flashing, and the sword light was somehow ready to attack in front of him, only to scare the old monster into a daze, and his face turned pale.

In comparison, Jiang Li also secretly complained in his heart, this kind of play that can only be used to show spiritual power outwards will not last long, but every time the purple light flashes in this "reincarnation" in his hand, the spiritual energy in his sea of qi will go down to a point that can be seen by the naked eye, and he is really distressed.

"This broken sword, Fei Ren!" Jiang Wei wailed and wailed, pointing to the sky and scolding the earth.

The purple light of the sword body suddenly grew.

Zhao Ying, who had just raised his head to dodge a sword blade, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to bow his head, but saw that the purple mangs actually made the gods appear in the same place, just waiting for his neck to meet him, and suddenly the soul was in danger, and a lazy donkey rolled and narrowly dodged, but left a deep wound on his left shoulder, almost letting the whole arm confess here.

Jiang Li was startled, only to feel that the aura of the Qi Mansion had gone down a lot in an instant. But I heard a young girl in the heart lake shouting, "Who is called to break the sword, I can't die if I want to." ”

Yo! Sword Spirit!

"I was wrong, Sister Sword Spirit!" Jiang Li's move in his hand was as fast as a move, and Xinhu reminded him seriously and sincerely, "If you use it lightly, I'm going to be out." ”

"What sword spirit sister!" The sword spirit was furious, the purple light on the sword body flashed, and the aura in Jiang Li's body immediately emptied a lot.

"It's Miss Sword Spirit!!" Seeing that this time he had made a half-sized cut on Zhao Ying's stomach, the sword spirit shouted proudly in his heart.

"Yes, yes, Miss Sword Spirit!! Hello young lady!! Jiang Li nodded and pecked the rice, being kind as a stream, for fear that if his mouth slipped, the last bit of his family would be lost.

Sword Spirit was quite satisfied.

Even the purple mangs look a lot gentler.

Jiang Li breathed a long sigh of relief. When I looked up, I saw that the obscene fat man was covered in blood and panting.

The eyes are full of hideousness.