If the boy hears the voice of the girl by the lake, he will tell her that there is no need to be afraid.

Qisheng's throat is just a layer of skin, a layer of meat, and a few fragile bones, and when the tip of the sword pierces in, the feeling of feedback is not much different from killing a goose.

After watching the old man leave from the Capture Moon Tower that day, Pei Ye said to Yang Yan, let's find him out and kill him.

He knew he probably had this opportunity, he had thought about it.

Xiao Jiaoxin, Shen Changzhen swallowed it with the realm of five lives, and fought with Wu Zaigu of seven lives, but he was defeated.

The fifth life is thirty-two meridians, and the seventh life is one hundred and twenty-eight meridians, even though Shen Changjian relies more on spells, but if the basic quality is too bad, he will definitely not be able to support it for that long.

After Shen Yanping swallowed Xiao Jiao's heart, there may still be an obvious gap between him and Wu Zaigu, but he can already maneuver a little.

Since the state city sent "only hope to temporarily solve the sinister" magic weapon, the "little Jiaoxin" attached to the book said that it can make the emperor "the knife does not penetrate the bone, and the strength to carry the five oxen", according to the performance, its enhancement of physical fitness is actually to make up for the gap of about forty or fifty meridians.

Therefore, when he faced the injured Wu Zaigu in the cellar, it was about fifty or sixty meridians. But at that time, he had no true qi, and he was actually far from being able to compare with the real Liusheng, just a landlubber whose body was far beyond ordinary people.

The rest of the gap is all bridged by the [Quail Head] and the Flying Goose Sword Pose on the Snow Night.

Now, he has lost his little Jiaoxin and has true qi, and his root bone strength is about twenty meridians.

The Quail Head is still in the body, and the insight it gives to the mind is not a fixed degree, but a multiplier based on the quality of the Emperor. So now it's giving itself a bigger boost than it did then.

The sword skills are also reborn, and he has not yet entered the country at that time, but now he is at the top of the humble realm.

If you calculate it so crudely and biasedly, if you go all out, you can roughly try it out with the cultivators of the eighty or ninety meridians.

That is, 90% wins 6, in case 7 wins.

Of course, even in the face of Wusheng, the process of his battle is inevitably thrilling, because he is actually a young child holding a crossbow, and he is just fighting for life and death, and the real result must be found in the real fight.

And there is still an obvious gap between the eighty or ninety meridians and the one hundred and twenty-eight meridians, and the old man who sent Dan is definitely a good hand in seven lifetimes, and this "what if" is actually difficult to grasp.

But compared to that time, Pei Ye had two more external forces that were strong enough, and they were external forces that the other party would never have imagined.

The dragon is on the shoulder, and the glass is in the box.

If you want to rely on these above things to kill a seven-life, of course, it is still a tightrope walk, but no one can deny that this tightrope does have the possibility of success.

For the young man who grew up in front of Yue Muzhou and turned around with a sword in the face of the "Immortal Monarch Summoning Spirit" that night, when he wanted to do something, a "possibility" was enough.

During that time in the Xincang Mountains, he had become accustomed to too many "impossibilities".

Even when the kitten was not here at this time, he was in no hurry to call it back.

Even though he is not related by blood, the young man does have the taste of an old man surnamed Yue.

Yes, you are the strongest of the seven lives, and I have just entered the third life.

Yes, it's just the two of us here, and I don't have anything to guarantee that victory will not die, and the victory will be decided fairly between the slightest blade. If you lose, your head will be cut off immediately, and you don't have to talk about those unrealized ambitions anymore, and "Pei Li" will really disappear from this world completely.

But, come on, who are you going to pick? ——

Yanghu still remembers his name, but he hasn't used it for a long time.

In the past two years, he has rarely even used the code name Yanghu, and he has been sealed up with that mask.

This is a quiet and peaceful errand, if it were not for the appearance of this swordsmanship, it could have ended in the same leisure and tranquility, and the bead in his hand was slowly tired, and now it was time to deliver.

But suddenly, this place gave him a surprise.

He didn't plan to attack Bai Yuliang. Huang Fei is admittedly a very high level of swordsmanship, but it is just a little bit worse, and he can't do "flow", and if he only uses it for ordinary filling, he can't provoke Cui Yu.

But suddenly a "Cicada Sword" appeared.

When it bloomed in Bai Yuliang's hand, the old man remembered that light deeply.

Observing during the day and tracing at night, the two pieces of Jue gradually formed a jade ring in my heart - the combination of the cicada and the yellow jadeite just happened to be a complete "Jade Fei Mountain" inheritance.

Four hundred years ago, there was a unique and long-standing sect in the local area, and there is no doubt that this jade sword is definitely enough to make a "stream".

However, when it came time to collect it, there was something unexpected - he saw Bai Yuliang use [Spreading Wings] [Qingming] with his own eyes, but he didn't expect that the two styles were still one step apart, and the man's perception of it was not perfect.

The result is an incompletely ripe fruit.

After searching, "Cicada Bird Sword" came from a small county deep in the mountains, if he put in some effort, he could actually try to collect this Jade Fei Sword Sutra, but the kendo genius who could integrate them and learn them and then be harvested by himself could not be found.

Or in two years' time, he could try to re-grow such a fruit himself, but the date is just around the corner.

So he gave up this swordsmanship, which no one had learned, and no longer devised any schemes, but continued to fill the Soul Reaver Bead. As long as you accept the last target, Cheng Jianghong, the bead in your hand will be able to meet the standard that can be delivered.

Then he saw the young man that night, and saw the swordsmanship in his hand that he had not seen for half a year.

He admittedly hesitated, but finally decided to keep him and see how he grew.

Then, the boy gave him an unimaginable surprise.

Bai Yuliang and the dart head pondered for two or three months, in the hands of the young man, it was like a children's book, he learned the sword not by the month, not by the sky, but by the hour!

To be fair, he had never seen such a talent.

He even asked the man whether such seedlings would be of greater use, and whether such a harvest would be ruined.

The reply is not necessary.

The old man knew that the man didn't care about that, he just had to achieve his goal.

So the old man watched the fruit ripen quietly, and he waited to replace the defective cicada in the beads with it. He believed that in ten days at most, the boy would be able to complete this step.

Even the pressure brought by the Tianshan Mountains was held on.

It wasn't until they confirmed that the letter hadn't been stopped, and that things were getting a little out of hand, that they began to think about giving up the fruit.

And the man's reply was that the other side was frustrated, the situation was not very optimistic, and this "stream" on this side must be taken.

It was also at this time that the people of the Tianshan Mountains launched an action.

The other party was too decisive, and the fruit was not ripe at this time, so he had to deal with it.

This would have been a hurdle for them, in the face of a Tianshan Eight Beings, they really didn't have much certainty, it was okay to be an ordinary disciple, what if it was a Junjie of Weifeng Pool, or even one of the [Eight Horses]?

But this battle must be fought, and whoever wins will have the initiative for at least the next five days.

He didn't know that it was the pockmarked rod that beat the wolf, and he was ready for a decisive battle.

But just as he was about to leave the small building, the young man below who was practicing swords and preparing for battle suddenly penetrated the two styles, and the cicada was complete.

It's just heaven's favor.

He immediately sent a message to Meng Chuyuan, asking them to drag Tianshan and Cuiyu there, and that he would pick the fruit immediately and then leave.

Of course, everyone else has to fight against that Tianshan Eight Beings, and of course no one needs to help them.

The old man raised his eyebrows and glanced to the south, three streets away, the carriage was ready.

He won't spend more than half a pillar of incense here.

——

Although the rain was thin, it had been raining for a long time, and the ground of the martial arts field had also changed color.

The moon was still in the sky, the drizzle was silent, and there was only the faint chirping of birds and insects around.

The old man jumped down silently, he walked from the window to the eaves, and then he fell down, and his feet did not even hit the ground, and when he reached the ground, he touched the ground with his long cane, and the whole person was shot as if by a slingshot.

Without any conversation or preparation, he came straight at Pei Li.

Pei Ye recognized it at a glance, this was the one he met in the Catching Moon Tower.

The distance of thirteen zhang in the martial arts field was crossed in the blink of an eye, and the moment the young man's voice fell, the old man had already entered a zhang in front of him. This astonishing speed was the same as it was at the time, and it was rare in seven lifetimes.

The staff dragged behind him and carried a dragon of air, but the fallen leaves and dust on the ground were not rolled up, only shivering to be torn apart.

True Qi is firmly confined in it to have this effect, and the power accumulated by this staff is terrifying.

Pei Ye is facing the oppression that Yang Yan has faced.

Pei Ye could burst out with a power that Yang Yan couldn't reach, but he couldn't withstand the attack that Yang Yan could withstand. There are eight meridians in his body, even if he learns Yang Yan's knife, he can't swallow this cane.

Fortunately, Pei Ye has always had his own way of facing strong enemies.

Just kill your enemy faster before they kill you.

[Quail Head] has already opened, thousands of rain silks are like needles, the trajectory of the fall is clearly visible, the leaves in the wind seem to be dancing slowly, and in the slowness and clarity of the whole world, the old man is almost a blur.

In all fairness, Pei Li was still a little reluctant to capture such a speed, but it was obviously much better than in the cellar that day, and he didn't have to use his sword with his senses like that.

That night in the cellar, he was not sure whether his sword would kill the other party, but Wu Zaigu did not dare to bet on this either, and in the end he lost because he was wearing shoes. Not now, if the old man really dared to take it, he could really stab this sword into his neck.

This is also the way for the boy to construct his own victory—first, the enemy must attack against himself; second, he has to deal with the enemy's stabbing moves; Third, his sword must be able to break through the barrier of the Seven Beings and pierce his throat.

In one move, these three points are achieved, and the enemy falls and stands on his own.

Three lives to seven lives, any point is more difficult, Pei Ye designed three steps for this.

At this time.

The young man didn't look at the staff at all, and his eyes were only fixed on the old man's throat. The staff was close, the old man was close, but in his eyes it was just that the throat was suddenly close.

So the viper again showed its fangs at the leopard.

The moonlight rain fell on the sword, and the sword seemed to melt into the moonlight rain, and after more than 20 days, the sword seemed to have lost the decisive killing intent in the hands of the young man, and became light and natural.

It even became silent, and when it came out of the silver light again, it was already in the old man's throat.

Because this time the boy is no longer trying to force the enemy back, he doesn't have the capital to start with the temptation with Qisheng, this is the strongest killing move he has mastered, and it suddenly appears, which is to cut the enemy's throat with one blow.

But the throat that the old man was approaching suddenly stopped, and the qi dragon dragged on the staff also stopped for a moment.

When his whole person collided, he seemed to be moving forward, and when he stopped, there was no warning, it was the exquisite control under the strong true qi of the seven lives.

At this moment, the old man stood beyond the length that the young man's sword could reach, looking at him coldly, and Pei Li's sword had already struck.

He knew that the boy was going to make this sword, and he was not prepared to face this sword at all.

It wasn't the first time he had seen it, and last night, the sword in the young man's hand had stunned him for a long time. Even without the man's reply, the sword was absolutely dead to him.

After accepting the sword, he even had to consider whether to report it to that person or to Sima.

It was indeed amazing, and the old man believed that most of the fifth and even sixth beings would hate in front of this sword.

But it doesn't include the seven lives, because the seven lives will not give it a chance to try at all.

The teenager's reaction was a little unusually fast for Sansheng, but it was still too slow.

He had been tricked out of this sword.

The old man's body stopped here, and unlike Wu Zaigu, he had a staff.

The simple fighting rules of the landlubbers are still firmly in force here, and an inch long is an inch strong.

The staff paused for only a moment, and then it rushed forward, and the air dragon it carried roared out. Just as the young man's first sword was about to kill him, the old man's staff was also about to seriously injure the young man.

One stop to cheat out, one stick to shatter, that's all.

Then, the boy's sword reached the peak it should have reached.

The old man suddenly lost everything.

Even if he encountered the enemy so suddenly, Pei Ye did not ignore it, and the scene where he demonstrated swordsmanship to Zhang Junxue was likely to fall in the small window.

In just a few breaths, the matter had already turned around in his mind three times.

His sword does not have the infectious attainments of Grandpa Yue, and the enemy will not have the see-through eyesight of Miss Ming.

Therefore, what the old man saw from afar was only the most wonderful sword move that fell in the eyes of the naked eye, that is, when Pei Li had not really learned this sword, he was forced to temporarily retire from the army in the ancient part.

Therefore, at the beginning of the sword, Pei Ye only used sword moves to oppose, and at the last moment, the sword intent that made people fall into the abyss was enveloped.

In the face of the old man's entry, the young man returned to collect and release, and completed a calculation.

With the little margin brought by [Quail Head], he even deliberately slowed down for a moment.

to ensure that the frightened old man has time to withdraw his true qi.

Yanghu was admittedly shocked.

(End of chapter)