Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fighting Fiercely

The sword was fast, and when it was about to stab the man, the castration stopped.

The fingers with a hint of light, like a thunderbolt arc coming first, clamping the blade of the sword and cutting off its edge. Although he stopped the sword momentum, the white-robed figure immediately dodged out of the ruler, looked at the long sword, only felt that the palm of his hand was numb, and hurriedly urged him to resist, and couldn't help but say: "Good sword!"

Swallowing the sky, the dust has been sealed for more than 20 years, and the strange name is gradually weakening. It wasn't until two years ago that Liang An was devoured and devoured, so that the seniors in the door could smell the power of the snake sword again. And this white-robed man, Liu Yulin, as the head of Ying Yuan, naturally knows about it. However, he insisted that no matter how strange the spirit blade was, it was just a dead thing, even if the rumors were true, what did he have to do with his own cultivation. But now that I encounter it, I know that the falsehood is true, and it is indeed underestimated.

The redwood woman on the side, named Ying Ziqing, is the only daughter of the head of the family, and her temperament is arrogant and arrogant. At this time, seeing that the Xiuyi man actually forced his lover to retreat, his eyes were full of anger and shock, obviously unexpected, and he couldn't help but glance at Liang An a few more times.

Liang An forced his opponent to retreat, his confidence suddenly increased, and he took advantage of the situation to gain the upper hand. Liu Yulin retried the swallowing sky, did not dare to be careless, and used his hands to gather his finger rays, waiting for the move.

The shadow of the sword is fluttering, cool and white as snow, as if it is floating and scattered, and does not stir up dust. Liang An poured a strong blow, greatly changing the number of straight roads in the past, like goose feathers flying, light and agile and unpredictable.

Liu Yulin's swordsmanship "Extreme Sword Codex" was created for the head of the family, and he was known for his ruthlessness and illness. Urgent lightning and thunder, recruiting people to take the lead, style and people are not in reach.

At this time, the sword move was coming, Liu Yulin pointed to the point, although the power was not as strong as the master, but the charm was still like it, and the exercises had entered its marrow. The swift sword qi struck through his fingers, swept the snake sword away, shook lightly under his feet, and avoided the blade shadow by surprise, and went straight around Liang An's back door, and slammed his fingers with his strong fingers.

After two years of knowing swords, Liang An only thought that his swordsmanship had been completed, and he was even more enlightened when he was right, and he didn't want to be seen as flawed. When the sound of the sword finger breaking came, he was quite lucky, and he was able to return to the sword to block this move, but he was still staggered by the sword qi half a step. If there is no spirit sword to defend itself, I am afraid that I have already been hit, and I will be shocked to think about it.

After casting two moves in a row, Liu Yulin knew that he was not enough to face the enemy, and suddenly felt disdainful, wasting a good sword in vain, such an opponent was very boring, so he said: "I have heard that the 'Frost Lingyu' swordsmanship is fierce and cold, why don't you use it to open your brother's eyes, how about it?"

Liang An was silent, after this small test, he already knew that the other party was experienced in his methods and his skills were superb. Just by sword intent slashing, I am afraid that I may not be able to take the slightest benefit, and I am ashamed. At this time, the other party's words were just right, so he held up his long sword and raised it flat on his chest, his eyes half-closed, and his breath became heavier.

After a long time, the clouds of Sendai gradually became turbid, and a chill came straight to him. Liu Yulin knew that he had been gathering momentum for a long time, and his coming move would be like a storm and fierce and overwhelming.

"A thousand rains fall into the dust!"

The "frost and rain" has not come out for two years, and this time it is completely different from that year.

Liang An stabbed with a sword, and the soft snake blades turned into thousands of them, densely stacked like feathers, like a divine bird flipping its wings, flying left and right and striking out. In the clouds and frost like dust and smoke, Liu Yulin felt the strong sword intent that surrounded him, and the corners of his lips smiled.

"No wheel!"

If it is faster than fast, how can a sword of frost be comparable to the extreme way. In an instant, the lightning flashed endlessly, and Liu Yulin swung his hands in circles, pointing to the electric rays of the wall into a wheel, and sliding out of his palms. The castration was extremely fast, and the wings of the divine bird were twisted, and the strength was broken without casting, and it swept towards the figure in the fog.

The sword move was broken, and Liang An's expression was as usual, as if he had expected it. Stepping over the wheel, the sword curled away, and sucked in all the frost and mist around him, and Sendai suddenly became clear.

"Frost clouds are gathering in a hundred threads!"

The sword qi is like silk, the chill is lingering, and the heaven-swallowing circle turns and turns, and the sword qi is directly carried horizontally, and the net is entangled...,

The gas network is delivered, the tighter the file, the more the compressed cold fog is more and more condensed, and there is a hidden appearance of ice. Liu Yulin, who was in the sword net, felt deeply, and a touch of amazement was still in his heart, and he unconsciously urged his skills to sixty percent.

"Break the Sky!"

Before the words fell, the man had already sacrificed the thunder and pounced on the place where the sword started. With a "ding" sound, the exchange was strong, the gas network collapsed, and the two of them also shook back, Liang An was agitated by the momentum and almost fell to the ground, Liu Yulin fell steadily without the slightest trace. It's just that at this time, he is far from being ordinary on his face, and the flow of qi and blood around his body is sluggish, and he is obviously invaded by the condensed cold mist.

"The swordsmanship is indeed unique, but it's a pity that your skills are shallow, and it's really difficult to play the subtlety. "When Liu Yulin entered, Twilight Frost had already been useless for many years, and he had only heard strange tricks. Now that Liang An has come, he only thinks that the twilight sword is wonderful, and he didn't expect that the swordsmanship has been improved in his hands.

"The younger brother also knows that cultivation is shallow, and he doesn't care about the senior brother. However, the competition is not over, the third sword of 'Frost Lingyu', please ask the senior brother for advice!" Liang An was calm and calm, unwilling to say much to him. Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, his face was heavy, and his momentum was rising, and he actually sucked all the huge Sendai Cloud Frost away. After a few breaths, the frost of the ruler condensed and became the image of swallowing the sky.

Liang Anqi took the sword away, and the cold ice swallowed the sky and slashed down on Liu Yulin's forehead, the ice blade was still outside the ruler, and the strength was already painful.

After a little relaxation, Liu Yulin forced the cold qi in his body out, but now he is in danger of the knife. Such an ice blade made his heart feel cold, and that powerful sword intent forced his strength to be extremely powerful.

"Ka!" a green light broke through the air, difficult to find with the naked eye, and the ice swallowed the sky and shattered.

Liu Yulin was stunned, and the electricity was still around his fingers, and he wanted to vomit and lift. Shicai's sword qi, he seemed to be aware of it, but it was fleeting, as if it was a mistake. Looking at Liang An again, his face was full of doubts, the other party hadn't made a move, why did the ice blade break?

Ying Ziqing saw that the two of them were in a trance, and suddenly a warm jade palm pressed on his shoulder, and at this moment, the ice blade shattered. Then he turned around and looked, only to see Mu Shui's eyebrows frowning slightly, and he hurriedly smiled and called, "Uncle Shi." ”

"The head of the family wants to tell each other, Ziqing and Yulin go quickly, don't delay!" Mu Shui said lightly, and then said with displeasure.

Hearing the call of the master, Liu Yulin had to glance at Liang An and hurriedly left with Ying Ziqing.

After the two left, Mu Shui said angrily: "Two years of sword learning, just to fight fiercely?"

Liang An lowered his head and didn't dare to look at each other, since he knew Mu Shui, he had never seen such a cold face.

"Why do you want to compete with him? Do you know that he is the head of the sect and his disciple, and he is known as the number one disciple in the sect. If I hadn't broken the cold sword, even if you could hurt him, it would be difficult to keep yourself from losing. ”

"Because he insulted me first, it was not because the disciple was reckless. ”

"Endure everything, and when you have enough strength, why not get it back together. But if you are injured, your teacher and I don't want to, do you know?" Mu Shui said softly, and heard Liang Anxin and warmly: "The disciple knows ...... mistake"

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