Chapter Forty-Eight: Understatement
The handsome man's palm was tightly clutched in the bleeding blood hole, and his eyes like snakes and scorpions stared at Liu Yibai in the distance with resentment.
Not long ago, he had just broken through to the realm of sword qi out of the body, which was rare at his age. Today, I just wanted to test my own cultivation and experience the feeling of being in charge of other people's lives, but I never thought that my cultivation would be abolished.
The sea of qi was broken, even if he had great ability, he would never want to practice martial arts again in this life, and after that, he would become a waste in his eyes in the past.
The hatred in my heart is like a raging fire, and I want to eat its flesh and swallow its bones.
Liu Yibai, who has just been concerned by the seniors in the stands, has become the focus of everyone at this moment. Even Qin Ruoyu couldn't help frowning, the finger power just now was extremely fast, implying a strange aura, if she was in the same realm as Liu Yibai, I am afraid that Guan is finger power would also be a little tricky for her.
"How could it be him?" Rong Yunhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and an incredible look was written on his face, and he exclaimed in a low voice.
"Oh, Rong Daxia seems to know this son?" Qin Ruoyu stared at Rong Yunhe in the next three with interest.
"I am not satisfied with the Qin Pavilion Master, this person is Liu Yibai, the younger disciple of my junior brother Song Yifei, but the strange thing is that ..... Previously, he was a wasted person and couldn't cultivate internal strength. Today, the martial arts are so profound!
When Qin Ruoyu heard Song Yifei, his expression moved, but he quickly calmed down.
Rong Yunhe looked at all her expressions in his eyes, and said with a secret smile: "This Song Yifei is really a good blessing, and he actually made the Lord of the First Pavilion worry about him." ”
"It's actually a disciple of Song Yifei of your sect, it's really a famous teacher and a high apprentice!" Qin Ruoyu said with a smile.
"I didn't expect this son to be a proud disciple of Junzi Sword, which is extraordinary. ”
"I didn't expect that your faction finally came up with a character, and only Song Yifei was able to take on the big responsibility in Luoxiamen. ”
Rong Yunhe's face was blue and red, and everyone seemed to be praising them for Luoxiamen, but they put the credit on Song Yifei every word. Seeing everyone staring at him playfully, his eyes couldn't help but squint a little more thinly: "Senior Brother Song is indeed a good disciple of the sect, Yunhe is really ashamed." His disciples are all unsuccessful things. It's just that this son doesn't seem to be using my Luoxiamen's exercises, and that finger power faintly carries a trace of the weird aura of the people in the Demon Dao. ”
"Oh, maybe there is some other chance here, Yunhe said the wrong thing. ”
Rong Yunhe hurriedly changed his words, as if he had accidentally blurted out.
Everyone is a human spirit who has lived for decades, how can they not understand Rong Yunhe's sinister intentions. However, what he said was not unreasonable, that Dao Finger Power was indeed strange and surprising, and it was somewhat similar to the Demon Sect exercises.
"Amitabha, I think this little benefactor is a kind-hearted person, many people have besieged him before, and he has only clicked to the end, and has not hurt others in the slightest. How could a kind-hearted person be a member of the Demon Sect? ”
The senior monk of Xiaolin Temple, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly spoke, chanted a Buddha horn in a low voice, and said leisurely.
Seeing that Master Nianren has said so, then there must be no problem with this person. When it comes to looking at people, if this Nianren dares to admit the second, no one will dare to recognize the first. Everyone deeply agreed with Nian Ren's words, but the situation was as he said. He didn't care about it anymore, and looked elsewhere.
It is said that since Liu Yibai easily defeated a master of the sword qi out of the body realm, no one around dared to come forward to fight him. And those who have already broken through the realm of sword qi out of the body are like a tacit understanding not to trouble people in the same realm at this moment, and just want to wait for the time of a stick of incense to pass.
Liu Yibai was bored, sitting cross-legged next to Qingqing, and threw a dog tail grass that had been bitten on the ground.
Time passed moment by moment, and there was about half a pillar of incense left, and the competition in the field became more and more fierce. Many people who can't hold each other have already shown their housekeeping skills, and they want to get rid of their opponents quickly.
Liu Yibai looked at the people coming and going with interest, different sects and different moves, all of which made him intoxicated, and his understanding of 'martial arts' improved a few points.
"Qingqing, why do you like to use a sword?"
"Well, why do you ask?"
"You see that the weapons used by the people in the field are all different, and the eighteen weapons of swords, guns, clubs, and clubs are all short and long. And why do you like to use a sword?"
Qingqing stroked his forehead with both hands, not knowing what Liu Yibai was asking for. He looked at him like an idiot: "Sword! Compared with other weapons, it is short and lightweight, easy to carry, and has a beautiful appearance, which can be used for decoration." It is also lethal, and its attack is less laborious than a knife slash. This is a must-have thing for killing people and goods. ”
Liu Yibai was a little speechless, he was still talking about it before, but it didn't look like it anymore, and it was really a little witch.
"Sword! Since ancient times, it is just a synonym, the legend began that this weapon is not called a sword, in the hands of ancient heroes, a grass and a tree can be an attack weapon, and later generations imitate it, so the sword is as slender as grass and trees, exquisite. ”
"Cut, it's not because it's pretty, I thought you were going to say something earth-shattering. He glanced innocently, but his eyes were not idle, the battle in the field became more and more intense, and it was nearing the end.
Of the nearly 1,000 people in the field, only about 100 people are still standing tall at the moment, and they must be unscathed.
"Incense Ember! The people who are still standing unscathed have registered their number plates among the disciples of my Ning Xiang Pavilion. Come here on time tomorrow afternoon. Qin Ruoyu gave Nian Ren a blessing, waved his sleeves and turned to leave.
These more than 100 people are really the leaders of the younger generation, as long as they are cultivated a little, they will be a little more sure of how to deal with the attack of the Demon Sect in the future.
Qin Ruoyu felt very relieved, especially when he observed that several of them were also outstanding among the hundred winners, and they loved Liu Yibai even more. Seeing him seemed to see Song Yifei's appearance when he was young.
"In the evening, I will invite Liu Yibai from Luoxiamen to come to my place for dinner. Qin Ruoyu said lightly to the maid who followed closely behind.
"Yes, Pavilion Master. ”
"A catastrophe is coming, I don't know how far these juniors can grow......"
Qin Ruoyu looked at the people downstairs who were handing over the number plates in an orderly manner, and sighed leisurely in her heart.
"Brother Liu!"
Not far from a senior sister in the Ning Xiang Pavilion, a tall young man with a beard on his face beckoned to Liu Yibai and shouted.
It turned out to be - Hu Yidao.
Liu Yibai looked at Hu Yidao, who was slowly approaching, and a faint smile was gently raised at the corner of his mouth. I didn't see my senior brothers and sisters here, but I actually saw the friends I met in Jinling City in the past, but for some reason I didn't see Li Hei and Zhang Juzheng.