readx;? After half an hour like this, everyone saw that the two of them just stood on the spot, but they never exchanged a move. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI don't know what tricks the two are playing.,I'm a little impatient.,There's already the intention of leaving.。

It's just that these people are all here to escort them, and if King Qin doesn't leave, how can these people leave without permission?

Just as everyone was impatient, Ling Yun thrust the long sword in his hand into the ground. Then he took a lunge, but his body still looked like he had held a sword before.

And when they saw him like this, they were all astonished. Even if he couldn't hold the sword and the long sword in his hand was out of his hand, how could he not have the slightest sense of it? The most incredible thing was that the sword was clearly inserted by himself, how could he not know it?

Seeing him like this, the Chenxu Daoist smiled slightly: "What I said,

You get it?" looked at him, and he seemed to be extremely happy.

Ling Yun shook his head and said, "No, but two or three percent can still be ignored." ”

The Chenxu Daoist nodded and said, "In this way, it can be regarded as a meeting gift from the poor Dao." After speaking, his body flickered, and he had already rushed towards Lingyun first.

The dust in his hand had already been handed over to others, but for some reason, when he made a move, he still swept the dust in his hand and went straight towards Lingyunmian Door.

Ling Yun could clearly feel that a fierce gust of wind was coming straight towards the door in front of him. He didn't back down at the moment, and when he leaned back to avoid it, he slashed the long sword in his hand, and he had already slashed the arm of the Morning Void Daoist.

With a sweep of the Morning Void Daoist's arm, he was about to block his blow. Unbeknownst to him, his arm had not yet been removed, and Ling Yun's wrist had already moved towards his lower abdomen.

At this time, the Morning Void Dao people really understood why Ling Yun was able to win several games in a row. In fact, his sword moves are not very unique, and some are just the opportunity to anticipate the enemy's victory. If this kind of swordsmanship cannot reach the point of winning the unity of the sword, it is just an extremely mediocre swordsmanship.

It is precisely because of the great increase in the internal strength of Ling Yun and the others that Edgeworth has reached the point where he is proficient. When his mind moved, the long sword in his hand was already moving towards what he thought in his heart. In this way, even if the other party sees his swordsmanship moves, they may not have the strength to parry his moves.

If it weren't for that, how could he have won several games in a row and come out unscathed?

Seeing that Ling Yun's wrist was only seven feet away from him, if he really had a sword in his hand, he was afraid that his lower abdomen would be pierced by him. Immediately, he took a step back with his left foot, and on the side of his body, he had already avoided Ling Yun's move.

He thought that he already knew the power of Ling Yun's moves, and if he avoided his move like this, his moves should be exhausted. Unbeknownst to him, at the moment when he turned sideways, Ling Yun's wrist swiped upward, and it was already close to his right arm, stabbing directly under his armpit.

He never thought that one person's swordsmanship could be so coherent. At this time, it was impossible to avoid his sword, so he had to take a risk, and with a sweep of dust in his hand, he went straight towards Ling Yun's wrist.

When Ling Yun saw his wrist shaking, he knew his moves. At the moment, he abandoned his armpit and did not attack, and stepped out with his right foot, and a one-word horse split out, which had already avoided the hand of the Morning Void Daoist.

Then the arm shrank,

He took back the long sword that stabbed under the armpit of the Morning Void Daoist. Without waiting for the sword to be exhausted, with a stroke of the wrist, the horizontal sword was already slashed towards the Morning Void Daoist.

The Chenxu Daoist could see clearly that he was almost a scoundrel in this way. A long sword in his hand, never three inches away from his body. But he wanted to avoid him, but he was afraid that his sword would stab him, so he had to follow what he saw.

In this way, after a few tricks, there will be a time when the mountains and rivers are exhausted. Immediately unwilling to entangle with Ling Yun like this, his left foot moved forward a little, and his body had already stepped back sharply.

Everyone saw that the two of them were arguing in the field empty-handed for a long time, and in the end, the Chenxu Daoist actually got up and left. When I didn't know the reason, I thought that the two would no longer compete. Seeing that the sun was setting, it was about to get dark. When he thought that he could finally escort King Qin back to the palace and go back to rest, his face couldn't help but relax.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the Chenxu Taoist say: "This move, count me as losing." Who is the one who has suffered from your swordsmanship, and it is so powerful?" everyone listened to him, and then they realized that they were thinking too simply. It turned out that the two were playing in the field, and they had already exchanged hands. But I don't know who wins and who loses between the two, after listening to what the Chenxu Daoist said, my heart is even more curious.

Ling Yun listened to Chenxu Daoist and said, "The kid is lucky, and he can win half a move by inheriting the concessions of his predecessors." It's just that this swordsmanship is a long story, and when the Taoist master finishes teaching, the younger generation will be good enough to talk to the Taoist leader. ”

Chenxu Daoist didn't ask the reason, nodded and said, "Okay, I just want to ask He Xian's nephew to be patient for a little longer." After speaking, he looked at He Rufeng, with a look of guilt on his face.

Although He Rufeng couldn't see the real moves of the two, he could still vaguely see some clues. Seeing that the two of them are just competing like this, it is expected that there will be no big problem. He nodded at the moment, indicating that he was not in a hurry.

Seeing that he agreed, the Chenxu Dao people turned their heads to Ling Yun and said, "Poor Dao is just trying your moves, and at this moment, Poor Dao is about to make a move." ”

Ling Yun listened to him and was slightly startled in his heart. I thought to myself, you just dodged me, these tricks are already extremely good. At this time, listening to your tone, it seems that there is still a trick left. But I don't know what your moves are, so I can open my eyes.

Thinking like this in his heart, a smile already appeared on his face. If the Morning Void Dao person is the same as the person who competed with him before, then this fight is fine.

Seeing that the Chenxu Daoist took two deep breaths, he knew that he was going to make a move. At the moment, I looked at his wrist to see how he made a move.

The Morning Void Daoist is not an idle person, and under the rotation of his wrist several times, the dust in his hand is already like a chrysanthemum, opening in front of him. In this way, Ling Yun wanted to look at his wrist again, but he couldn't.

At that moment, he had to turn attack into defense, and looked the long sword horizontally in front of his chest to see how the Morning Void Daoist was going to make a move.

Sure enough, after a while, the Morning Void Daoist slowly walked towards Ling Yun. Looking at his co-organized appearance, it seems that he is not competing with Ling Yun in martial arts, but enjoying the scenery.

Ling Yun was only three feet away from him, and at this time, seeing him walking towards him step by step, he didn't know that he was going all the way down, so he had to hold a sword to protect the door. In case the Morning Void Dao people suddenly attacked, it would be unfavorable to themselves.

Unbeknownst to him, the Morning Void Daoist stopped when he was still a foot away from Lingyun. With a movement of the palm of his hand, a chrysanthemum turned into dust had already stabbed towards Lingyun.

When Ling Yun heard the sound, he knew something was wrong. But seeing that the dust in front of him covered the face of the Chenxu Daoist, he didn't know that he was making a move, and he didn't dare to rush to pick up his move. Immediately took a step with his left foot and avoided the side. (To be continued.) )