Chapter 8: A Sword Kills
"A river of wind and rain Ren Pingsheng!"
Li Sanbai drank awe-inspiringly, and with a slight wave of the white-clothed sword, he saw the smoke and rain blurring, confusing the traces of the sword light. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Oh~"
The faint sword roared, like a shadow, and in an instant, Yu Hongyi only felt that the cold sword light of the white-clothed sword was everywhere in the sky and the earth, and for a while, it seemed that there was nowhere to avoid.
In front of the extreme move, Yu Hongyi was not afraid to laugh, and the Zhu Hong sword in his hand was waved awe-inspiringly, like a flower's lips, hanging a touch of mockery.
"Suzaku groan!"
Zhu Hongjian groaned sadly, and a red sword light pierced through the smoke and rain, facing the shocking sword.
The sonorous sword roared, the boundless smoke and rain, and the blood was like flying!
In the continuous sound of swords, a bloody light suddenly flew up, and when the smoke and rain fell, the red clothes were lying down, and the sound of battle stopped, everyone in the audience saw the result of this battle!
Li San's white face was like frost, and the white-clothed sword in his hand hung down diagonally, against the heart of Yu Hongyi, who was lying prone on the ground.
Li Sanbai: "Why does Yun Bufan want to embarrass me?"
Yu Hongyi smiled slightly: "I only know that he asked me to defeat you, so that you can't win from the Six Arts Competition and become a scholar." ”
"You don't want me to be a scholar, do you want to hinder my future?"
Li Sanbai's voice was cold, and with a push of the long sword, he suddenly saw the red yarn tearing, and the cold light on the sword reflected the skin like snow: "I have no grudge against him, but I have known Miss Yan, why is he like this?"
"You go back and tell Yun Bufan, I, Li Sanbai, will never be stopped by him!"
Li Sanbai said, snorted coldly, put away the white-clothed sword, Yu Hongyi smiled slightly, got up from the ground, and touched his right armpit with his left hand, where Li Sanbai stabbed a sword, still gurgling blood.
Yu Hongyi said with a smile: "Li Gongzi, you don't pity the fragrance and jade at all. ”
After that, without waiting for Li Sanbai to answer, he took Zhu Hongjian, jumped to Yunshui Terrace, and left.
After she left, Li Sanbai experienced another fight, and Fang ended today's competition and returned to the Sifang Inn where he lived with Li Yue.
Li Yue had already returned, saw Li Sanbai, and exchanged with him about the experience of the afternoon competition, and when he heard that Yun Bufan actually sent someone to embarrass him, Li Yue exclaimed: "That Yun Bufan can actually manipulate the Six Arts Competition?"
Li Sanbai said: "He is the son of Xiangshui City Yin, it's not strange that he can do this, but I didn't expect him to do this, and I can't figure out why he wants to deal with me, it can't be just because I knew Miss Yan, he will be embarrassed with me, right?"
Li Yue thought for a moment and said: "It's useless to think about it now, third brother, at this time, I know that he will send someone to obstruct you in the Six Arts Competition, you should take precautions as soon as possible." ”
Li Sanbai sighed: "How can we prevent it now? All kinds of obstacles can only be stepped on one by one." Fortunately, there will be three more competitions tomorrow, and the first round of the Six Arts Competition will be over, and the next Six Arts Answer is a literary test, and the demon hunting in the mountains is an adventure, and in these two rounds of competition, I should be able to avoid him. ”
"I hope so!"
Li Yue nodded, and after the two had dinner, they went back to their rooms, meditated and rested, and prepared for tomorrow's competition.
There was nothing to say all night, and Li Sanbai was vigilant in his heart during the competition the next day, but in the morning, the opponents were only five or six levels of cultivation during the Qi training period, and they did not have as advanced martial arts as Yu Hongyi, which made Li Sanbai secretly strange.
In the third game in the afternoon, the hour was almost up, but the opponent had not yet come, Li Sanbai was even more puzzled, but suddenly saw a young man walking from the street, arrived in front of Yunshui Terrace, jumped up, waved the long sword in his hand that had not yet been unsheathed, and said to Li Sanbai: "Under Chen Yiming, come and learn your Excellency's high moves!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the audience.
"Chen Yiming, the son of the Chen family in Fancheng County! I heard that he has a cultivation at the peak of the Qi cultivation period, and this Six Arts Competition is aimed at those two Immortal Guidance Tokens!"
"Yes, it seems that this young man from Woniu Village is going to stop here!"
Li Sanbai listened to all kinds of discussions in the audience, stared at Chen Yiming, and saw that he was wearing a splendid green coat and a three-foot long sword.
In contrast, Li San's white cloth clothes and shoes have an ordinary appearance, except for a pair of bright eyes, there is nothing that can attract people.
Chen Yiming smiled at Li Sanbai: "You are Li Sanbai? Yun Bufan specially arranged for me to deal with the person? Although I am sorry, Bufan is my friend, and I must do what he asked me to do!"
As he spoke, Chen Yiming pulled out the long sword in his hand and said to Li Sanbai: "This sword is called Liufeng Sword, Brother Li, please!"
In his expression, he didn't have any malice towards Li Sanbai, but his indifferent appearance seemed to think that dealing with Li Sanbai for Yun Bufan was just a trivial matter and not worth mentioning.
Feeling the contempt shown by the other party unintentionally, Li Sanbai nodded, also drew his sword out of its sheath, and said to Chen Yifan: "This sword was originally nameless, but since yesterday, this sword is called the White Cloth Sword!"
"White-clothed sword?" Chen Yiming muttered to himself, a smile in his eyes.
In the midst of his smile, the wind swept the white clothes, and the two sword lights burst into one place!
"Khooth!"
A sword roar, like a dragon's roar, opened the prelude to the competition between Li Sanbai and Chen Yiming.
The white-clothed sword in Li Sanbai's hand swung rapidly, the sword was like a waterfall and flowing clouds, one sword after another, and it hit Chen Yiming endlessly, but Chen Yiming was just a vibrating wind sword, and a huge force on the sword struck, and Li Sanbai's continuous sword momentum was broken.
Chen Yiming: "You are two layers of cultivation behind me, no matter how your sword moves change, I will break ten times with one strength!"
"What's more, my swordsmanship is not weaker than yours!"
After that, the sword move changed, and the flowing wind sword roared like a raging wind, and one sword was faster than another!
"Dingdingding......"
In the continuous sword light, Li Sanbai tried his best to deal with it, but he felt that he was like duckweed in the wind, no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to stabilize his body.
"How, don't you want to end yet?"
Chen Yiming smiled faintly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't expect Li Sanbai to be so unyielding.
Li Sanbai gritted his teeth and swung his sword silently, the white-clothed sword in his hand was in decline, and he was also secretly accumulating strength, looking for an opportunity to strike.
"Oh~"
The Flowing Wind Sword let out a long groan, and the sword light swung suddenly, wanting to end the battle ahead of schedule.
"It's now!"
In the cold sword light, Li Sanbai's eyes lit up, his body was vertical, and the white-clothed sword swung suddenly: "The wind and rain are like obscurity, the waves are like anger, and the rivers and mountains are bound for thousands of miles!"
Suddenly, I saw the true qi surging on the white-clothed sword, triggering the aura of heaven and earth, forming a long river on the sword body, and with the white-clothed sword, it fell fiercely!
Chen Yiming was taken aback: "Dao Fa?!Is this what you rely on?"
In the midst of the shock, the Flowing Wind Sword swung rapidly, and the continuous sword light stopped Li Sanbai and struck a desperate blow.
"Returning Wind Triple Stack Sword!"
In the midst of the crisis, Chen Yiming no longer had the slightest contempt, he sacrificed his stunt, the sword light in his hand waved rapidly, and in an instant, the sky was full of flowing wind swords, and there were desperate sounds everywhere!
"Whew~"
That water is like a snake, scattering the flowing wind sword with a little sword light, and falling mercilessly!
"Woo Woo ......"
Chen Yiming tried his best to swing out one sword light after another, and he was already roaring in his heart: "One move! Just take this move, he will be defeated!"
In the boundless pressure, Chen Yiming raised his head awe-inspiringly, facing the water practice that fell like a heavenly river, the flowing wind sword in his hand sank slightly, and the sword that was about to be waved out!
"I can't, defeat here!"
"Oh~"
A sword roar, like thunder!