[Alliance Leader Plus 2/5]

Jia Chenglie is in the middle stage of Jindan, and even the soul is only in the early stage of Jindan. However, the monk of Tianshulou has all his skills in the book of heaven. Now that the two sides are close, it is completely the Falling Dust Sword Palace cultivator who is a sword cultivator who has the advantage.

If even the soul really grabs the merit, this Jia Chenglie is afraid that he will suffer a lot of losses.

However, Jia Chenglie seemed to have no fear, shaking his fan and taking a step closer.

Even with the soul raised, the exquisite swordsmanship of one hand was about to be stabbed. However, Lian Xinjie's eyes were quick, he grabbed his junior sister, and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, the current situation is ...... Not quite right...... Don't make too much trouble!"

Lian Xinjie's original meaning was to say, "We are now undercover, don't attract attention." But when these words fell on Jia Chenglie's ears, they meant something else. He smiled: "It's still your brother who knows each other." If you are already a sinner, don't cause more trouble. ”

Lian Xinjie struggled twice, but was held by Lian Xinjie. Even the heart was wronged, but in the end he had to suppress it.

"Tsk. Jia Chenglie seemed to be looking forward to Lian Xinjie or Lian Xinjie's attack, shook his head regretfully, and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity." Brother Lian, sword cultivation must not be without arrogance. What kind of sword are you talking about, and what kind of sword scripture are you cultivating?"

Although Lian Xinjie was also furious in his heart, he didn't say anything. Since he changed his ambition on the Shenzhou Continent, the sword in his heart was broken, and he was not qualified to be called "sword cultivation".

He was thinking about how to get rid of these people when something hit him in the leg. Lian Xinjie looked down and was almost frightened. Wang Qi actually pushed Mi to his side, made a gesture, made a gesture of "you protect her", and then drew his long sword. Forehand sweep. A trace of sharp wind brought by the sword blade combined with the bloody qi that seemed to be nothing, and pounced on the faces of those Tianshulou disciples.

"If you want to fight, I'll come. ”

This voice is not Wang Qi's original sound. His vocal cords and tongue have also been slightly adjusted, and they are deeper than the original, with a hint of hoarseness and stiffness. It seems that it really is the kind that has not opened for a long time.

Lian Xinjie's heart was about to collapse. Our two support staff have worked so hard for this mission, why can't you stand it and rush out, boss?

He wanted to rush over and grab Wang Qi. However, Mi seemed to be very obedient and grabbed the corner of Lian Xinjie's clothes, but his fingers carved words on Lian Xinjie's waist.

In Lian Xinjie's heart, Mi is a big demon who has turned into a human form. The meaning of this "old-timer", he did not dare to ignore it. The monk of the Falling Dust Sword Palace is a sword cultivator, and his mastery of the body is second only to that of martial cultivation, and he clearly sensed the meaning that this big demon wanted to convey: "You are a sword cultivator, how can you do it normally?"

Lian Xinjie's heart trembled. He's not a professionally trained spy after all. It was a temporary mutiny. In addition, he was a straightforward sword cultivator before, and his temperament was far from that of a professional spy, but in this situation where he had a ghost in his heart, he made all kinds of inappropriate responses.

In contrast, Wang Qi's strain was more in line with the consistent behavior of sword cultivation.

There is dirt in the heart, and the sword brushes it.

If you don't agree with each other, you will see each other in life and death. This is the style of sword cultivation.

However, Wang Qi didn't think about it so much. The reason why he rushed forward. But it was because of the instruction that Masako gave in his mind: "This man has a ghost." Go for it. ”

The elder Mahayana couldn't use his spiritual sense to investigate these low-level monks, so he could only let Wang Qi test one or two.

Wang Qi is also very similar to know. This guy who is all cultivating the Dharma on the natal magic weapon, what is he provoking Lian Xinjie for?

Even fools can see that he was clearly a contrived provocation just now, as if he wanted to provoke Lian Xinjie and Lian Xinxin so that they could attack him.

Wang Qi was so curious, so he simply granted this guy's wish. Let him see what the secret is within.

Wang Qi handed out a sword, this sword, not "fast", not "fast", but unusually "stable". Not slow, calm and elegant, leaving a great room for change in the hand, it is in the subtle tentative attack, "Phoenix Shuxiang".

Although it is only a tentative sword path, what is the level of Wang Qi's own swordsmanship? Ignoring the gap in mana, even a strong person in the distraction period can fight head-on. At this moment, he had banned all of his advantages as a cultivator of the Dharma, but his insight and experience in the "technique" were still there. He used this kind of swordsmanship from a high position, and he was even better than a genuine Falling Dust Sword Palace disciple like Lian Xinjie!

But the disciple of Tianshulou moved his footsteps lightly, and the folding fan in his hand shook slightly, just hitting Wang Qi's sword hilt. As soon as the fan touched the spine of the sword, it immediately flashed with blue light, and some kind of spell had been unconsciously activated, restraining the long sword in Wang Qi's hand

Wang Qi was not so frightened. Even if Jia Chenglie is in the middle stage of Jindan, his strength is still above Wang Qi, and he braves the gap in close kung fu, but it is not something that can be made up. Wang Qi's thumb was forced, the long sword vibrate, and he continued to use the various sword moves of the Falling Dust Sword Palace with a fan. The smile on Jia Chenglie's face remained unchanged, although the whole person was driven by Wang Qi's sword momentum, but the fan was always glued to Wang Qi's long sword, he was not injured, and his steps were even more calm.

This is clearly a very clever footwork!

Lian Xinjie was shocked. This thing is a monk of Tianshulou, if it is a method of escaping the light and shrinking the ground into inches, he will not be surprised. However, this is actually a clever unloading footwork?

On the other side, the bunch of followers brought by Jia Chenglie had already shouted loudly: "What a Spring and Autumn Footwork! A good one to avoid the real is false! Jia Gongzi's set of Confucian martial arts has already practiced a little interesting!"

At the same time, Zhen Yanzi exclaimed in Wang Qi's mind: "The supporting footwork of the ancient Confucian practice "Spring and Autumn Wind and Moon View"? No, no, it is specious...... Looks like something else?"

While everyone was exclaiming, Wang Qi and Jia Chenglie had already tested each other's tricks. Jia Chenglie said with a smile: ""The Sword Technique of Falling Snow is Not Stained"? The dozen or so descendants of the Falling Dust Sword Palace have already seen it here, but I don't know where Your Excellency came from?"

In his heart, he was thinking that the swordsmanship of this disciple of the Falling Dust Sword Palace did not seem to be weak, but his cultivation had just entered the Dan Formation Period. If you use it to sharpen yourself, the effect may be even better.

"That's a lot of nonsense. Wang Qi's wrist flicked. Countless fragments of sword qi burst out from the blade. Jia Chenglie folded a fan in his hand, let go of the long sword in Wang Qi's hand, took two steps back, and blocked all these fine sword qi. Wang Qi snorted coldly: "You want to use us to sharpen the true meaning of martial arts?" ”

The smile on Jia Chenglie's face disappeared for a moment, as if he was surprised that this unfamiliar Falling Dust Sword Palace Jin Dan could break his plan in one fell swoop. However, he quickly smiled again: "Not bad, this brother." It looks like you're much more ruthless than Brother Lian over there. Hehe, that's right, I have indeed stepped into the realm of martial arts, and I want to condense the true meaning of martial arts that is 'orthodox in the world'! The disciples and daughters of these traitors of the Lian family are just used to help me cultivate the righteousness in my chest and condense my true intentions!"

It doesn't matter if you say it...... No, it's not unrelated. Saying this kind of thing can only hit the self-confidence of these two disciples of the Falling Dust Sword Palace even more. Planting the seeds of failure in their hearts can also better please the Emperor Extreme Splitting Heavenly Dao.

And so it was. This is the reason why he deliberately provoked and suppressed Lian Xinjie from the beginning. Most of Lian Yichen's defection has been exposed. For him, the suppression of betrayers is one of the means to assert his legitimacy. Zhen Xianzi analyzed: "The true intention of martial arts is also martial arts first, and I am afraid that there is still his lack of confidence in this, so he has to rely on martial arts cultivation to defeat one or two pure martial arts cultivation factors." ”

Masako's analysis failed to reach the ears of the Lian siblings. Lian Xinxin's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "This is impossible...... Half a year ago, he was just a monk who pinned all his skills on his natal magic weapon...... Why is it that there is such a powerful power when entering the pure physical body?"

Isn't this in line with heaven?

Jia Chenglie laughed: "This is my method! Spring and Autumn Hundred Battles!"

Jia Chenglie is extremely rampant on the surface, and he has no fear. It doesn't seem to take the monks of the Falling Dust Sword Palace in his eyes at all. However, he himself still didn't mean to underestimate the enemy, as soon as he got started, he was in a continuous palm position, as if he wanted to rely on close combat, forcibly suppressing the opponent, and not letting Wang Qi combine all kinds of powerful changes in the swordsmanship of the Falling Dust Sword Palace. The artistic conception of Dao Dao sword soldiers killing was born with Jia Chenglie's palm. actually shows the artistic conception of the iron-blooded battlefield in every square inch. Jin Ge Iron Horse means to hold down the other party steadily.

In the collision of swords and palms, the sound of metal clashing spread in all directions. Wang Qi only felt as if an ancient battlefield was pressing on him, countless iron hooves and wheels were crushing towards him, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen. Even the swordsmanship produced a hint of stagnation.

Seeing this scene, Lian Xinjie clenched his fists, anxious, as if he was thinking about whether to rush over to help Wang Qi. He knew that although this "Senior Brother Xia" also used swords, it was not the same way as these ancient methods of cultivation with them, and he would never pay attention to what "cultivating the sword intent in the chest". In this kind of confrontation, it is difficult to defeat the other side without arousing suspicion.

The force on Mi Xiao's hand increased slightly. Although this was nothing for a cultivator in the Dan period, how could Lian Xinjie dare to ignore the opinion of this "demon above the transformation level"? He immediately stopped the intention of making a move, and at the same time pulled Lian Xinxin.

The group of attendants had already applauded, as if their master had been victorious. In the fierce struggle between the two, a certain "temperament" in Jia Chenglie is getting stronger and stronger. His momentum was like that of an eagle, soaring upward, pointing straight to the sky.

He was right, only the last half step was left, and he could turn his will into essence and mana, combine it with the martial arts he had cultivated, and condense it into a martial arts fist.

Every impact between the long sword and the flesh palm was like wrought iron, "hammering" the rudimentary form of his martial arts fist into a more refined and stronger horizontal form.

- This stupid boy, his swordsmanship is not weaker than Lian Xinjie's, and his sword qi is quite sharp, but his mana is inferior to himself, so he just uses it as a whetstone!

Jia Chenglie became happier the more he fought, and a strange self-confidence gradually grew in his heart.

- I've been able to defeat sword cultivation purely with martial arts!

In an instant, he seemed to have broken through a layer of barriers, and the mana around his body was running smoothly, and in the palm of his hand, there was really a bit of the smell of horse neighing and war roars.

Just then, a vague smell of blood reappeared.

Wang Qi's faint voice reached Jia Chenglie's ears: "That's it?" (To be continued.) )