"Hey, it's so boring to just drink......"

Qin Lei suddenly stood up, clenched his fists and said with a smile: "Why don't we remove the table case in the middle and meet friends with martial arts?" Brother Feng, we haven't had a conversation for a long time, right?"

"Compete here?" Feng Jixing was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's not very good, today is the New Year's Day, you have to be harmonious......"

Qin Lei was anxious: "We are all people who practice martial arts, what's not in harmony, Xiao Yin, do you think it's right?"

The corners of Qin Yin's mouth raised, and the pear vortex smiled lightly: "Since you want to compete in martial arts, then you can't make a big move, I have a mention, everyone is not allowed to summon martial spirits, once you summon martial spirits, you will lose, in addition, the competition is too dangerous, so it's good to fight swords." ”

"Sword fighting?" Lin Muyu was stunned.

Qin Yin smiled and nodded: "Well, it's just a test of swordsmanship, how about it?"

Feng Jixing said: "It's okay, the sword in the six arts of martial arts is better than a sword, it doesn't hurt the harmony! ”

Qin Lei, Feng Jixing, Chu Huaiwei and others are all general-level soldiers, and most of the main weapons are spears, long knives and other horse-like long-handled weapons, but everyone has a sword, which is a must.

The attendant quickly removed the table in the middle, leaving a space.

Feng Jixing jumped up, pulled out the shiny long sword at his waist with a "sonorous", shook out a sword flower with a slight flip of his wrist, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, who will first teach the wind someone's unpopular swordsmanship?"

Chu Huaiwei laughed loudly, walked over from the table, slowly pulled out his sword, hugged his fists and said, "Brother Feng, lead the teaching!"

"Hey!"

Feng Jixing attacked first, the fighting spirit on the long sword was agitated, and the blade was swept by three consecutive swords, Chu Huaiyu's swordsmanship was more soft, and he gently brought Feng Jixing's rush attack, and then hit him with a backhand, Feng Jixing blocked urgently, and the two of them staggered and already clanked seven times when they collided with the twin swords.

Fortunately, both of them restrained their fighting spirit, otherwise the sword qi alone would probably make this place a mess.

Chu Yao looked at the two of them fighting, clapped his hands and smiled: "Brother, come on!"

Feng Jixing's laughter came: "Your brother's swordsmanship is so clumsy, how can you come on!?"

"Ding!"

With a sword groan, Chu Huaiwei hurriedly retreated with his long sword, slid back several meters on the floor and hit the wall, with a trace of surprise on his face, he looked up and smiled: "Brother Feng, you have fallen for your trick again!"

Feng Jixing's swordsmanship was rigid and soft, and it was this softness that defeated Chu Huaiwei.

"It's my turn!"

Qin Lei is a martial idiot, three or two steps to draw his sword forward is a round of attack, obviously his swordsmanship cultivation is far in the wind Jixing, quite disciplined, after three or five rounds, Feng Jixing has been thrilling again and again, hurriedly jumped out of the field, hugged his fists and said: "Qin Commander is mighty and invincible...... The last general has been taught......"

"Ah, are you going to admit defeat?" Qin Lei was stunned for a moment, looking like he hadn't fought enough, and said stupidly: "I thought that the swordsmanship of the two of you had improved, but I didn't expect that you were lazy and didn't learn swords at all." ”

Feng Jixing laughed: "I specialize in the Fengxing sword technique, not the sword technique." ”

Qin Lei glanced around, but his eyes fell on Lin Muyu, and said with a smile: "Ah Yu, you are carrying a sword behind you, you must also be a person who plays with swords, come and come, how about a few tricks with me?"

"Huh?"

Lin Muyu was stunned, he didn't think about doing it himself at all, he hurriedly shook his head and said, "No need, I'm just a sparring partner in the temple, and I am a cultivator of the realm, how can I compete with you people in the realm of the realm......

"Ah Yu!"

Qin Lei's eyes widened, and he said, "Are you kid not giving me Qin Lei's face?"

On the side, Tang Xiaoxi stretched out his hand and pushed Lin Muyu's arm, and said with a smile: "Mu Mu is a master, Brother Qin Lei, you have to be careful, if you lose, the face of the entire Royal Forest Army will be ......lost."

Qin Lei opened his eyes: "Ah Yu!"

Lin Muyu had already been driven to the shelves, so he had to stand up, step into the middle, and emphasized, saying, "You don't need a martial spirit, right?"

"Yes, draw your sword!"

"Hmm!"

Lin Muyu stood majestically in place, his right hand was across his chest, and the air currents were rising, and the Liaoyuan sword behind him "clanged" out of its sheath on its own, and he raised his hand to grab it, and flames appeared on the blade. More and faster chapters are here.

"Good sword, good swordsmanship!"

Qin Lei couldn't help but feel interesting, he had seen many masters of swordsmanship, but none of them had the momentum of Lin Muyu in front of him. Even Qin Yin looked at Lin Muyu with a pair of beautiful eyes wide, she didn't expect that this shameful guy who loved money like his life would actually have such an extraordinary momentum with his sword!

"I'm coming!"

Qin Lei broke off and rubbed his body in the sword and rushed over, even if he jumped slightly, the sword light was like a roulette wheel four times in a row and slashed down, Lin Muyu couldn't retreat, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands to block, only to feel that his arms seemed to be about to be broken four times in a row, and before he could react after blocking, Qin Lei shouted violently, and his combat boots were raised with a kick.

You have to resist or you lose!

Lin Muyu raised his combat boots and kicked Qin Lei with a "Peng", but obviously the opponent's fighting spirit was stronger, shocking him back a few steps, but at the moment when he was shaken back, a thunderbolt flew up in his right hand, and the Liaoyuan Sword had already escaped in the air, and it exploded instantly with a blow from the Thunder Imperial Sword - Thunder and Thunder!

"Brush!"

The purple-blue thunder light wrapped the Liaoyuan Sword and slammed straight towards Qin Lei, Lin Muyu didn't do it with all his strength, but only used fifty percent of his strength, and he was afraid that he would hurt Qin Lei.

"Scared?!"

Qin Lei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised his iron fist, condensing a triple qi armor to block!

"Peng!"

Thunderous, Qin Lei underestimated Lin Muyu's strength, was bombarded and took a few steps back, his face suddenly turned red, and he poured a large amount of fighting energy into the blade with a low shout, jumped up, and struck another blow condescendingly, this brute bull is planning to use his strength to restrain the opponent.

This blow was so strong that Lin Muyu was about to lose his eyes with a cold fighting spirit.

In the palm of his hand, the breeze is silently derived, which is the prelude to the sword with the wind.

"Drink!"

When Lin Muyu's palm was raised, the Liaoyuan Sword followed with a spiritual spirit, sweeping a small area of cold storm, the blade in Qin Lei's hand was just mortal iron, it was not comparable to the sword of the fifth-order Xuanpin, coupled with the power of the sword soul, with a scream, the wind broke and hit Qin Lei's attack storm!

"Peng!"

There was another loud bang, and the energy exploded, and Qin Yin, Feng Jixing, Tang Xiaoxi, Chu Yao and others were stunned.

Qin Lei's face was full of horror, he never thought that this kid's swordsmanship would be so strong, not as weak as the attacks of those swordsmen he had encountered in the past.

Lin Muyu was even more warlike, he wanted to see how powerful the four-series imperial sword was, and Qin Lei, a 72-level Heavenly King-level powerhouse, was simply a rare touchstone!

"Buzz!"

The blade of the sword roared and spun, Lin Muyu's palms opened horizontally, and the flames maintained the Liaoyuan Sword, but this blow he didn't use the True Dragon Yuan Fire, just used the Mortal Fire, the long sword screamed, and the spiral flames lingered around it, rushing towards Qin Lei like a sharp arrow!

Qin Lei was stunned, and he already felt that this blow could not be stopped!

"Drink!"

His combat boots slammed on the ground, and in the shocking sound, golden chains rose around him, it was his god-binding lock martial spirit!

......

"Brother Qin Lei!"

Qin Yin stood up suddenly, his eyes were full of anxiety, the Binding God Lock is known as the world's first destructive first-class martial spirit, this is not a joke, the slightest mistake may kill Qin Lei's opponent, and Lin Muyu saved his life and let him die in front of him, which Qin Yin could never do.

"Bang!"

The flames soared, and the spiral of the Fire Imperial Sword slammed into the Binding God Lock, Qin Lei took a few steps back, his qi and blood surged, and his fighting intent surged, regardless of Qin Yin's reprimand, with a wave of the long sword, the Binding God Lock lingered around the long sword and bombarded Lin Muyu. More and faster chapters are here.

Standing still, Haoran's true qi surged, Lin Muyu summoned the dragon scale wall and the Xuan tortoise shell with the fastest degree, and at the same time controlled the Liaoyuan Sword that rebounded back with the Fire Imperial Sword with both hands in the air, the true dragon yuan fire quickly lingered around the sword blade, since the real dragon yuan fire is easy to hurt people, it is always safer to use it for defense, right?

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, as if the entire seven floors of the Tingyu Building were about to be overturned.

"Quack Quack ......"

Lin Muyu knelt on one knee on the ground, panting heavily, the dragon scale wall and the Xuan tortoise shell had been shattered, and the Liaoyuan Sword was on the floor, if it weren't for the protection of the real dragon Yuanhuo, I am afraid that he would have been killed!

Qin Lei was holding a long sword, standing there with a pale face, his god-binding lock martial soul was completely collided and shattered at the moment just now, the martial soul was damaged and inevitably injured his body, his throat was sweet and he spit out a mouthful of blood, looked up at Lin Muyu, and grinned: "Ah Yu, what a handsome swordsmanship and defense...... Haha, happy! Let's fight again!"

Lin Muyu didn't raise his head, but raised his left hand and shook it: "Brother Qin Lei, if you don't fight, I admit defeat......"

The qi and blood in his body were surging, and he really didn't have the strength to fight.

......

Tang Xiaoxi stepped forward with an arrow and helped Lin Muyu: "Are you okay?"

Chu Yao also followed, checked Lin Muyu's pulse, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that the martial soul has been damaged to a certain extent." ”

Qin Yin looked at Qin Lei with a hint of reproach and said, "Brother Qin Lei, you are too reckless, you actually used the seventh-layer god-binding martial soul to fight Ah Yu, if he hadn't cultivated very deeply, I'm afraid he would have ......."

Qin Lei's face was full of apologies: "I...... I know it's wrong, Xiao Yin, don't be angry, I'm ......"

"It's okay, sit down and breathe your internal injuries. ”

"Hmm. ”

......

Feng Jixing picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Ah Yu, where did you learn from this imperial swordsmanship?"

"A mysterious old man......"

"Oh?" Feng Jixing knew that he didn't want to say, so he smiled and said, "Since Ah Yu has such a handsome swordsmanship, it would be a pity not to participate in the triennial sword fighting conference!"

"Sword fighting tournament?"

"That's right, the imperial capital holds a sword fighting conference once every three years, and the person who wins the first place can become a member of the Imperial Forest Guard, and can get the honor of meeting His Majesty!"

As he spoke, Feng Jixing patted his chest and said with a smile: "Brother Bucai, he was the champion of the sword fighting tournament three years ago......!

"The Tiger of Babel Street?"

Chu Huaiwei said with a smile on the side: "It means that he carried a rotten knife to cut from the east to the west of Tongtian Street back then, and fought with a group of ruffians and hooligans all day long, and no one was invincible, hey...... The world is unfair, this kind of person can actually become the commander of the forbidden army. ”

Feng Jixing glared at him: "Don't talk if you're so ugly!"

Chu Huaiwei: "......"

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