(The recommended ticket is still not enough, just give Xiaobai a free one!)

Li Chun, who was in a hallucination, couldn't hear what Meng Tong was saying at all.

All he could see was a gray wolf squeezing his eyebrows, making a strange sound from his mouth, jumping up and down and pounced on him.

"It's ...... It's kind of ridiculous!"

Although the gray wolf's offensive was ferocious, in Li Chun's eyes, it was indeed two words - ridiculous!

It seems that he can easily wipe out his opponent with just one hand.

In his mind, it was suddenly clear, and he suddenly saw a sneering white fox in front of him!

Sell!

Li Chun had completely lost his balance, his body was bent like a bow, the long sword was held in his right hand, pointing to the sky, and there was nowhere to borrow strength between his waist and abdomen, so it was impossible to draw a sword no matter what.

However, in a strange and incredible posture, Li Chun's sword flicked in the air, and suddenly turned around, stabbing back at the center of Meng Tong's eyebrows!

Of course, in Li Chun's eyes, he was just stabbing a stupid gray wolf!

"The laurel leaf brushes the wind and the cinnamon pendant, and the green fox cries blood and the fox dies!"

The sword demon's strange sword move was unintentionally unleashed by him!

Laugh at!

Hearing only a soft sound, as small as piercing the window paper, Li Chun's sword pierced straight into Meng Tong's eyebrows, reaching the handle!

Meng Tong's face still had a smile of victory, but it had already condensed!

His blood sword suddenly stagnated half an inch away from Li Chun's heart, and it fell to the ground!

"Son!"

Meng Zhuangsheng let out an irrepressible cry of horror and sorrow, who would have expected that the situation on the field would take a sharp turn for the worse, it should have been a cheer of victory, and weishenme would suddenly turn into a dead cry?

The audience was silent!

Because no one expected such a change, and no one thought of such a strange sword move!

"This swordsmanship ......"

The masters present all frowned.

Li Chun's sword, no one can understand!

Because it's simply an impossible sword!

Manpower is sometimes poor, even after training, bones and flesh are innate, just like the knee can't bend forward, he can't send such a sword!

"It's a coincidence, right?"

"The man got carried away and hit his head on the tip of his sword......"

Most people, come to such a conclusion.

"Son!"

In the silence, only Meng Zhuangsheng cried loudly - at this moment, he didn't care about any occasion, his son died the most!

"Don't worry!"

Li Chun straightened up, straightened up with a smile, his eyes were still dazed, his wrist shook, only to hear the sound of ding ding dong, the green steel sword in his hand was broken into several pieces and fell to the ground.

His sword didn't pierce Meng Tong's eyebrows at all!

"In the midst of lightning, he actually broke the long sword in his hand and restrained that kid with the hilt alone?"

"Then since that kid is not dead, the blood sword weishenme has stopped?"

"He has lost his courage and his strength is weak, how can he still have the ability to move a finger? Look at him now!" someone sneered disdainfully.

Seeing Li Chun hanging down the hilt of his sword, Meng Tongwu stood in place with a dull expression.

"I ...... I'm not dead?"

After walking between life and death for such a time, Meng Tong was already stupidly frightened, although he was clamoring to kill, he never thought of being killed.

Li Chun hahadaxiao, raised the hilt of his sword, and slapped him dozens of times in the back, causing Meng Tong's cheeks to swell and bleed from his mouth and nose, and then he regained some senses.

"You...... Why do you insult me when you have already won?"

Dozens of slaps made Meng Tong's eyes burst into Venus, and only then did he react?

"Oh?"

Li Chun put away the hilt of his sword and shook his head with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's not that I deliberately want to insult you, it's just that my martial arts are mainly practical, and I really can't show mercy to my subordinates, forgive me." ”

As soon as these words came out, the dignity of Meng Tong, who was beaten like a pig's head, immediately caused a commotion.

Li Chun's words were exactly what Meng Tong said before he went to the ring, and now he has returned it as it is, which makes Meng Tong particularly embarrassed. Even the eldest grandson Wuliang couldn't help but grin at the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile.

"This kid is a bit mean. ”

He turned his head and whispered to Wang Bo, the elder historian beside him.

Meng Tong is the son of a wealthy businessman, and he is humiliated, naturally no one cares, Meng Tong saw that he lost his face, and he didn't care about the meeting that was still in the cold dew, he screamed, pulled his feet and ran away, Meng Zhuangsheng was worried about his son, and hurriedly sued him, dragging his round body, and chased after him tremblingly, causing a burst of laughter.

Li Chun still had never withdrawn from the realm of swords and demons at this moment, and when he raised his eyes to look around, he saw the hall full of jackals, tigers and leopards, standing on the top, staring at him, and he couldn't help but sigh, his mind moved, and then he returned to normal.

"That kid, your name is Li Chun, right?"

The eldest grandson Wuliang laughed for a while, and then he took on the responsibility of presiding over his Cold Dew Society, and spoke to Li Chun.

Li Chun recognized that this was the city lord of Qingfeng, who was under the eaves, and could not be lazy, so he hurriedly saluted respectfully, looked up and saw the bloated body of the city lord, and recalled that it was clearly a big black bear in the realm of swords and demons, and couldn't help but laugh and forcibly held back.

"Your swordsmanship is good, among the three civilians this time, you are the most, this jade Ruyi will be rewarded to you!"

The eldest grandson Wuliang picked up a white jade Ruyi on the table, the jade was white and clean, warm and delicate, and he knew that it was a valuable commodity at a glance, and someone next to him immediately took it, held it with a red cloth, and sent it to Li Chun.

It is not surprising that the reward of some gadgets to the common people who appreciate them has also been recorded in the past Cold Dew Meeting.

"In addition, Li Chun was rewarded with one hundred taels of gold and Fan Dongliu was rewarded with fifty taels of gold...... That Meng Tong's, forget it, he doesn't care anyway......"

The eldest grandson Wuliang smiled and joked, which immediately caused another burst of laughter.

Li Chun rolled his eyes, he really didn't understand what these nobles were stupid about, but it was an unexpected joy to have money, at this time, the price of gold was expensive, a hundred taels of gold was worth a thousand taels of silver, and his net worth quadrupled in an instant, if he sold the jade Ruyi, he might get more.

"Now I can buy a bigger house......"

He happily received the golden ticket, knowing that there was nothing to do with him next, so he simply returned to his seat, pondering the realm of the sword demon that he had just comprehended practically, and at the same time counting the small days ahead.

Suddenly remembered that the Qinggang sword that he had broken just now was bought by him for three taels of silver not long ago, and he couldn't help but feel another pain in his flesh.

"This kid is hidden in the depths......"

Yan Lao inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, and frowned.

He saw Li Chun's sword shot clearly, and in hindsight, it was actually mediocre, it was just at the right time, with a just right and barely achievable technique, in fact, the liliang of this sword is weak, but with the cooperation of the other party's wonderful peak, this wonderful sword can be formed.

It's a pity that when fighting a sword, the other party will not cooperate with you, and you must fully exert the power of this sword, unless the opponent's reactions and changes are all calculated clearly.

When his body is out of balance and there is no room for life and death, Li Chun has a way to calculate it so clearly?

No way!

No one can do it.

What's more, it's just a Li Chun who doesn't even have the rank of swordsman?

So, just a sword of instinct, intuition, and luck?

But in this case, how could he dare to break the blade of the sword and put his life in the hands of others?

Yan Lao was puzzled.

Li Chun's role has ended.

This was already a performance that exceeded his expectations, and it would not be long before his fame would soon reach the ears of the upper echelons of a county, which would be of great help to his scientific expeditions and study tours.

Of course, after Li Chun left the scene, it was only the official part of the Cold Dew Meeting, and as a nobleman in the field, he also paid more attention to the second half.