There was a dead silence outside the side gate of the academy.

There was no sound outside the brick floor or between the vehicles next to the official road.

Only Liu Yiqing's terrible roar kept echoing.

The cultivators of the various sects were shocked and speechless.

In their opinion, in today's battle, Ning Que had no reason to win at all, especially after Liu Yiqing showed a strong realm before the battle, they thought that even if Ning Que made progress in retreat and penance in the mountain behind the academy, he could not be the opponent of this young and strong man of the Southern Jin Dynasty. No one thought that this battle would start so simply and end so violently, and the picture of Liu Yiqing flying out miserably at the end happened before their eyes.

Could it be that this is the boiling unity of Fu Wu that has been passed down these days?

Could it be that Ning Que's retreat in the academy was really a double cultivation of Fu Wu and was successful?

The cultivators of the official path phthalein thought quietly.

The people watching the battle outside the side gate didn't think anything at all, they couldn't understand the previous battle between the cultivators, but in the hearts of ordinary Tang people, the students on the second floor of the academy were almost immortal-like figures, and it was a matter of course to defeat the swordsman from the Southern Jin Dynasty.

The reason why there was a dead silence in the field was because the battle ended too quickly, and people didn't have time to get excited, but when they wanted to cheer and cheer, they saw Liu Yiqing's tragic situation and heard his screams like madness and crying.

The Tang people worship the strong and sympathize with the weak, and they don't have the slightest affection for this Southern Jin Dynasty who dared to issue a challenge to the academy, but at this time, looking at the other party who was so powerful before, both eyes were blind and miserable at this time, and they couldn't help but feel pity, and they actually kept silent collectively.

"How do you know magic?"

Liu Yiqing stood under the peach tree, staring at the sky with godless eyes, holding the remaining hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and finally a little more sober than at the previous moment, his face was frightened and extremely unwilling.

He suddenly became angry again, holding the hilt of his sword like a madman, and stabbing around, and roared sharply: "I am not reconciled! Rather where are you! Come and fight me again!"

Liu Yiqing was indeed very unwilling, especially after discovering that he was blind, that unwillingness became more and more intense, and directly turned sadness and helplessness into anger.

He is the younger brother of Liu Bai, the strongest sword saint in the world, he is the destined leader of the new generation of disciples of the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion, and even the second senior brother of the academy thinks that he does have the potential to catch up with Liu Bai's sword.

It can be seen from the simple sword at the beginning that his cultivation in the way of the sword is indeed terrifying to the extreme, from the perspective of strength realm alone, he will definitely not be weaker than Ning Que, even if he may be defeated in the battle because of a momentary miss, he should definitely not be defeated so miserably, and he has no power to fight back.

Liu Yiqing used to think that the reason why Ning Que was able to defeat Longqing, defeat Guanhai, and kill Dao Shi was not because he was stronger than these people, but because he had good luck and his methods were insidious and cunning.

He had been preparing for this battle for three months, and whether Ning Que used the terrifying iron arrow, or the rumored rune left by Master Yan Se, he had already prepared the means to deal with it.

However, he never thought that Ning Que actually used Ni

From the beginning to the end of the battle, he used only a knife.

It only took one knife!

Liu Yiqing firmly believed that if it weren't for this, if it weren't for Ning Que insidiously hiding Haotian Shenhui in the knife, he would definitely not be unprepared and lose so miserably.

Looking at the dark night of the eyes, thinking back to the process of the previous battle, he was filled with grief and indignation, and felt more and more unconvinced, he thought that if he fought again, he would definitely win.

Liu Yiqing held on to the peach tree, his godless eyes didn't know where to fall, he held the remaining hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and shouted in a trembling voice in the direction of the hillside: "Come!

Ning Que looked at him quietly, and suddenly said, "You have already lost, why should I fight with you." ”

Liu Yiqing listened to his voice, quickly turned around, and looked at him with terrifying white pupils, but he almost fell, and shouted: "Because you are clever, I am not convinced!"

Ning Que looked at him and said calmly, "Where did I get a trick?"

Liu Yiqing's left hand trembled and begged to caress the slightly rough trunk of the peach tree, wanting to hold it tighter and make his body more stable, and said in a trembling voice: "This is the academy, and you ...... it."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Ning Que preemptively asked: "Academy? Do you think I, a student on the second floor of the academy, have taken advantage of the location? We are in the south of Chang'an, and there are Tang people all around us, so you have lost people, or is today the day I break the level, and it happens to be the moment when my spirit is fullest, so you have lost the time?"

Looking at the resentful look on his face, Ning Que smiled mockingly and said, "Don't forget jì, it was you who blocked the gate of my academy for three months, and the whole world knows that you are waiting for me to break through the day, so the location of this battle was originally chosen by yourself, and the time was also chosen by you, so why are you not convinced?"

Liu Yiqing's body trembled slightly, and the blood between the tattered coats mixed with dust dripping to the ground.

Ning Que has never had any sympathy for the enemy, although he turned his head in front of Sang Sang today and didn't take out such a thing, which is equivalent to saving the other party's life in advance, but his purpose was originally to make the other party live more uncomfortable than dead, so how could the spiritual blow after the victory be less?

"So if you want to disobey, the object of disobedience should not be me, but your stupid thinking ability, you shouldn't be, you shouldn't block the door of my academy to provoke our pride, you shouldn't have taken out the sword towards Xiaoshu to provoke my murderous intention. ”

Hearing this, Liu Yiqing suddenly laughed madly, snot and tears crisscrossed his face, pointed at Ning Que with the residual hilt of the sword in his hand, and shouted hissed: " I know that you are cold-blooded and ruthless, but I didn't expect to underestimate your ruthless and ruthless Cheng Dù, you obviously saw Chao Xiaoshu's sword in my hand, but I didn't care about the safety of the person who was once kind to you, and I didn't leave any gap in my mind, I have been cultivating swords for many years, and I have been paying attention to the sword heart like iron, but today I met someone who is more ruthless than me, and I really shouldn't be dissatisfied with defeat in your hands. ”

The proud young and strong man of the Southern Jin Dynasty finally said the word service for the first time after the defeat today, but this voice was still very resentful and full of desperate ridicule.

Ning Que looked down at the dust on the bluestone bricks under his feet, suddenly raised his head, looked at the other party and said, "First of all, Chao Xiaoshu and I are friends of diners, only talking about omelette noodles and silver, not about grievances and hatreds. ”

"Secondly, I don't know how his sword ended up in your hands, but I know that it is impossible for a fool like you to defeat him, so why do you use this sword to disturb my mind, and why are you not convinced?"

(The hardest before the end of the marathon, I'm working hard, let's come to the bottom of the 2,000 first, and come out before one o'clock in the next chapter.) (To be continued)