The next day, Weixing looked at the mirror in the room, carefully taking care of his outfits, flirting here and patting dirty there. When everything was ready, I pushed the door open and came out to find the morning air exceptionally fresh, mixed with the smell of grass and earth, and the fragrance of flowers.

I said to Liu Jingshui last night, and I will be Liu Wanbing's escort from today, thinking that I will be able to meet every day in the future, my chest is filled with an emotion called passion, and I feel that I feel like I am stepping on the clouds, light and fluttering. The cold face couldn't hold back, revealing a shallow smile, Weixing looked up at the sky that was not yet completely bright, "Today is a beautiful day." ”

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and even looking at the surrounding grass and trees are particularly beautiful, and even looking at Liu Xinglong, who came with a large group of people and horses in front of him, is also particularly pleasing to the eye.

Leaning to the edge of the road, Weixing took the initiative to give up his position, thinking that Liu Xinglong would pass by like this, but unexpectedly, he led a group of Liu family members to surround him.

"Something?" said Wei Xing, confused.

"Arrest him for me, this bastard didn't even run away, do you really think that no one will dare to touch you if you have the protection of the heavenly court?" Liu Xinglong looked angry, and his eyes glared at the boss, as if he wanted to eat Weixing alive.

Surrounded by the children of the Liu family, Weixing has basically seen it, the three in the left column of the council hall are all there, Liu Qingshan who practices qi at the ninth layer, Liu Qinghe and Liu Jiande who practice qi at the eighth layer, and there is a female cultivator with the same realm as Weixing and the seventh layer of qi training. This female cultivator Weixing has never seen it, she looks seventeen or eighteen years old, she has a good appearance, she looks five or six points similar to Xiao Shulan, she thinks it should be her daughter.

The previous good mood was like being blown away by the wind, Wei Xing had a cold face and asked, "Why did you arrest me?"

"You know what you've done!" Liu Xinglong said. "Jiayue, you go to meet him for a while, and the old man will press you down. ”

"Yes!" replied the female cultivator who had cultivated Qi at the seventh level. After speaking, with a pretty face, he took out a flying sword from the storage bag, held it in his hand, stepped lightly on the lotus step, and walked out of a mysterious rhythm of steps, leaving a residual image in the air, and quickly approaching the Weixing.

In this world, there are two schools of use of the sword. One is the Edgeworth school and the other is the Willworth school.

The characteristic of the Edgeworth school is that it uses true qi to control the flying sword, and it has many branches. Some specialize in a natal flying sword, and the enemy is a sword, and a sword can break ten thousand laws. Some have practiced several, dozens, or even hundreds, thousands, and even have the power to practice tens of thousands of flying swords, combining them with sword formations, and ten thousand swords will come out with one thought, and the momentum is huge.

The Yijian school is different, not volleying the sword, but holding the sword in the hand, practicing swordsmanship, understanding the sword intent, and cultivating the sword heart. You don't have to make a lot of effort to cultivate the sword in your hand, the main thing is your own mind, and you need the unity of the human sword, as long as the realm is reached, even if it is a straw in your hand, you can also split the mountain and break the sea current.

Ordinary monks mainly practice magic powers, but most of them know some sword skills, and few people will practice the sword of will. Only some sword cultivation sects will cultivate monks who specialize in flying swords.

In the battle with the man in black that day, both sides only knew some superficial sword skills, but the woman named Liu Jiayue in front of her had cultivated the Yijian school, and the sword that stabbed over at a young age was already strong and straight, and with the mysterious pace, the speed was also extremely fast.

"Earthen wall surgery. A thick earthen wall rose in front of Weixing, and his body writhed rapidly, Liu Jiayue's sword stabbed the earthen wall, the earthen wall was like tissue paper, and it was penetrated by the sword in an instant, but in the end it was still blocked for a moment, taking advantage of the momentary time that was obtained, Weixing had avoided the vital point, but it was still rubbed to the right abdomen, drawing a bloody wound.

Covering her wounds, Wei Xing looked at her solemnly, although she was not a sword cultivator, she was cultivating the Liu family's "Bitter Grass Jue", this Wei Xing could see it at a glance. However, the talent of this sword cultivation is extraordinary, the age of the monk cannot be relied on by looking at the face, many people have the skill to look at the wood, even if they are about to die, they may only look in their twenties.

But for Liu Jiayue, Wei Xing has heard of it, his age is not very old, and his current reaction speed is that even the black-clothed man of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation can dodge the first raid. She has only practiced the seventh layer of qi, the same as herself, she just injured herself with that sword, if she cultivates the sword technique of the sword cultivation sect, she will even hate herself on the spot.

Thoughts collided in his brain, but Liu Jiayue would not give him time to think anymore, seeing that he had stabbed Weixing, he took advantage of the victory to pursue. A soft shout: "Lianyun Sword Technique." In an instant, the sword shadow was heavy, and Wei Xing had to dodge left and right, and narrowly dodged one sword after another.

"Close combat is not good for me. Weixing thought to himself. Grab a gap and jump backwards to pull away. He took out a "Golden Armor Talisman" from his storage bag and slapped it for himself, and a faint golden light armor phantom enveloped him. He also picked up the trick in his hand and performed the "Fireball Technique" and "Water Gun Technique" that he had recently perfected. shot a fireball, and a torrent, one left and one right to pinch Liu Jiayue.

While this is the most basic spell, that doesn't mean their damage is to be underestimated. Liu Jiayue quickly put a water attribute protective shield on herself, and then slammed into the left. The hand holding the sword moved slightly, and pointed the sword at the torrent shot by the "water gun" on the other side.

Obviously, it is prepared to replace the fireball on the left with a protective shield with water attributes, and the contact between water and fire produces a large amount of steam, and if it is used well, it can also use this steam to generate an impact, pushing people to the right, speeding up, and cutting off the torrent with a sword.

This is not only Weixing, but also the people of the Liu family around are also amazed, no one expected that Liu Jiayue now has such a fighting talent, and can come up with such a way to deal with it in an instant.

It's a pity that it shouldn't be, she is facing Weixing. The "Senluo Wanxiang" that Weixing is cultivating now is mysterious and abnormal. It can be said that in today's immortal cultivation world, only the exercises of the four heavenly palaces can be compared with each other. The fireballs and water guns cast by Weixing look inconspicuous and ordinary, but they all have power far beyond the same realm, how can an ordinary water attribute protective shield talisman be able to resist.

The shield was in close contact with the fireball, and as soon as Liu Jiayue's body moved, she wanted to use the impact to shoot towards the torrent condensed by the "water gun technique". But he was shocked to find that after the shield came into contact with the fireball, a trace of black lines appeared in the fireball, and the shield quickly melted and burst in the blink of an eye. "This can't be!" This water-attribute shield talisman was able to resist the attack of the ninth layer of Qi training, but it was easily broken by a seventh-layer "Fireball Technique" of Qi cultivation by Wei Xing.

The shield broke, the fireball changed from a basketball to a bowl, but the distance was too close, there was no time to resist, Liu Jiayue didn't know if Liu Xinglong could make a move in time, watching the fireball and the torrent approaching rapidly, her pretty face turned pale, and she closed her eyes in despair.

The change of events was too sudden, Liu Xinglong didn't expect that Liu Jiayue couldn't stop Weixing's spell, and with his cultivation, he didn't even see the hidden power in Weixing's fireball, and when he found out, he immediately started to rescue.

The fireball and the torrent suddenly stopped, and with a snap, the fireball disappeared, and with a bang, the torrent turned into ordinary water and fell to the ground. The onlookers immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Liu Xinglong had already rushed to Liu Jiayue's side at this time, and he was also relieved. Although he was able to save Liu Jiayue's life, he couldn't guarantee that she would be harmed, and judging from the power of these two spells, he was afraid that she would be seriously injured.

Opening her eyes and realizing that she was safe, Liu Jiayue only felt weak, and the willpower of practicing kendo for many years made her forcibly support her crumbling body, and hugged her fist at Weixing and said, "Thank you Gongzi for your mercy." He turned to Liu Xinglong again, lowered his head and said, "Grandpa Long, Jiayue is incompetent and willing to accept punishment." ”

"It's not your fault, this kid is really not simple. Liu Xinglong waved his hand, his tense face was still cold, and said to Wei Xing: "Although I am also very grateful to you for showing mercy to our Jiayue's subordinates, I still can't let you go, come with me." After speaking, a coercion in the middle stage of foundation building came from Liu Xinglong, suppressing Weixing.

As soon as his hand was raised, he just stretched it out ordinarily, but Wei Xing found that he couldn't move, so he could only watch Liu Xinglong grab him and take himself away.

In the Liu Family Council, Wei Xing was brought to the center, and a magic weapon called "Binding Immortal Suo" restrained him. Looking around, it was still those people, but everyone's faces were as cold as ice, and they looked at him with hidden anger. Even if it is Liu Jingshui, who was still talking to him yesterday on the main seat, even if it is Liu Wanbing, who makes him think about it.

"Weixing, although my Liu family is small, it is not at the mercy of others, you are really easy to bully us, do you think that with the protection of Heavenly Court, we will not dare to touch you!" Liu Xinglong roared at Weixing. turned to the people present again: "I said a long time ago, he is a wrongdoer who has plans for my Liu family, you don't believe it, it's okay now, now the pure water body is highly poisonous, and there are strong enemies outside the dark surrounding, and my Liu family is in danger." ”

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to speak, Weixing was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Liu Jingshui on the main seat, his face was pale, Yintang was black, and he didn't seem to have lost a lot of weight after a night, and he did look weak. "Goo. The red blood gushed up, overflowing from the corner of Liu Jingshui's mouth, Liu Jingshui hurriedly stuffed a pill into his mouth, closed his eyes and breathed.

Everyone on the side looked at him worriedly, and Liu Wanbing put his hand on his back and helped him dissolve the medicinal power. Soon, the elixir took effect, and Liu Jingshui's face was a little ruddy. Withdrawing her hand, Liu Wanbing raised her eyes to look at Weixing, and there was a deep sadness in her eyes that could not be dissolved.

Weixing understood that Liu Jingshui was poisoned, and the bad thing was that the people of the Liu family thought that he did it.

Seeing that Weixing's heart was about to break, "Wan Bing, it's not me." ”