"Hi! It's so boring to just drink like this..."

Qin Lei suddenly stood up, folded his fists and smiled, "It's better for us to remove the table in the middle and make friends with martial arts. How about it? Brother Feng, we haven't had a long time to discuss, right?"

"Compet here?" Feng Jixing was stunned and said with a smile: "It's not good, today is the evening festival, so you have to be harmonious..."

Qin Lei was impatient: "We are all martial arts practitioners, so what's wrong with you? Xiao Yin, do you think it's right?"

Qin Yin raised her lips and Divortex smiled and said, "Since you want to compete in martial arts, you can't fight. I have a suggestion that no one is allowed to summon martial souls. Once you summon martial souls, you will lose. In addition, martial arts competition is too dangerous, so you can fight a sword."

"Sword Fighting?" Lin Muyu was stunned.

Qin Yin nodded with a smile: "Well, I only compete in swordsmanship, how about it?"

Feng Jixing said: "Okay, the sword in the six martial arts is the leader, so it is better than the sword, so it will not hurt the harmony! Hehe, let alone my sword skills are only third-rate, I hope you can give me a little more."

Qin Lei, Feng Jixing, Chu Huaijian and others were all general-level soldiers. Most of the main weapons were long-handed weapons such as long-handled weapons on horses such as long-swords, but everyone had a sword, which was a must.

The attendant quickly removed the table in the middle, leaving a space.

Feng Jixing jumped, pulled out the shiny long sword from his waist with a "kneel", gently flipped out a sword flower, and smiled and said, "Come on, who can learn about Feng's sword skills first?"

Chu Huaiyan laughed loudly, walked over from the seat, slowly drew out his sword, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Feng, learn what he said!"

"Hey!"

Feng Jixing took the lead in attacking, and the fighting spirit on the long sword was stormed. The sword blade was swept by three consecutive swords. Chu Huaiyan's sword technique was more gentle, and he gently led Feng Jixing's attack. Then he had a backhand attack. Feng Jixing blocked it quickly. When the two passed by, they had already collided with the two swords seven times.

Fortunately, both of them restrained their fighting spirit, otherwise the sword energy alone would probably make this place a mess.

Chu Yao looked at the two fighting and clapped her hands and smiled, "Brother, come on!"

Feng Jixing's laughter came: "Your brother's swordsmanship is so clumsy, how can you do it!?"

"bite!"

With a sword roar, Chu Huaiyan quickly retreated with his long sword, slid several meters on the floor and hit the wall. With a hint of astonishment on his face, he looked up and smiled, "Brother Feng, you have fallen into your trap again!"

Feng Jixing's sword technique is hard and soft, and this soft force defeated Chu Huaijian.

"It's my turn!"

Qin Lei is a martial arts fanatic. He drew his sword in three or two steps forward and made a round of attacks. Obviously, his sword skills are far away from Feng Jixing, and he is quite well organized. After three or five rounds, Feng Jixing was already thrilling. He hurriedly jumped out of the field, clasped his fists and said, "The commander Qin is invincible... The last general is taught..."

"Ah, are you giving up now?" Qin Lei was stunned, and looked like he hadn't beaten enough, and said angrily: "I thought you two had improved in swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that you were lazy and didn't learn swords at all."

Feng Jixing laughed: "I specialize in Fengxing sword technique, not sword technique."

Qin Lei glanced around, but his eyes fell on Lin Muyu and said with a smile: "Ayu, you have a sword behind you, and you must be a sword-playing person. Come on, how about you discuss with me?"

"ah?"

Lin Muyu was stunned. He had never thought that he would do it, so he shook his head and said, "No, I am just a trainer in the temple, and I have a cultivation level in the realm. How can I compete with you people in the realm of heaven..."

"A Yu!"

Qin Lei widened his eyes and said, "Don't you give me Qin Lei face?"

On the side, Tang Xiaoxi stretched out her hand and pushed Lin Muyu's arm, and said with a smile: "Mumu is a master. Brother Qin Lei, you have to be careful. If you lose, the entire imperial guard will lose his face..."

Qin Lei opened his eyes widened: "A Yu!"

Lin Muyu had been driven to the shelves, so she had to stand up, step into the field, and emphasized, saying, "No martial soul, right?"

"Yes, draw the sword!"

"Um!"

Lin Muyu stood tall and stood tall, with his right hand crossed in front of his chest, and a stream of air flowed up. The Liaoyuan Sword behind him was unsheathed with a "kneel" and was grabbed by him. He raised his hand and flames appeared on the blade. Please come more and faster chapters.

"What a sword, what a handsome sword technique!"

Qin Lei couldn't help but feel interesting. He had seen many masters of sword control, but none of them had the momentum of Lin Muyu in front of him. Even Qin Yin opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Lin Muyu. She never expected that this shameful guy who loved money like life would have such extraordinary momentum!

"I am coming!"

Qin Lei rushes over and rubs his body and rushes over into the sword. Even if he jumps gently, the sword light will spin up and slash down like a roulette. Lin Muyu cannot retreat. He holds the hilt of the sword in both hands to block it. He only feels that his arms are about to be shaken off. He seems to be about to be shaken off for four consecutive times. After the blocking is over, Qin Lei shouts loudly and lifts his combat boots and kicks.

You must resist, or you will lose!

In the flash of lightning, Lin Muyu raised his combat boots and "spang" against Qin Lei, but obviously the opponent's fighting spirit was stronger, which shocked him several steps in a row. However, at the moment he was shocked, a "splash" lightning flashed in his right hand, and the Liaoyuan Sword had escaped from the air, and the attack of the thunder sword exploded instantly - jingle Kuanglan!

"brush!"

The purple-blue lightning wrapped around the Liaoyuan Sword and blasted straight towards Qin Lei. Lin Muyu did not use all his strength, but only used 50% of his strength, and he was afraid that he would hurt Qin Lei.

"scare?!"

Qin Lei was stunned and hurriedly raised his iron fist to condense a triple air armor to block it!

"Peng!"

Lightning was shining everywhere, Qin Lei underestimated Lin Muyu's power, and was knocked back several times. His face suddenly turned red. He shouted softly and poured a large amount of fighting energy into the sword blade. He jumped up and another attack was condescending. This bull was planning to use his power to control his opponent.

This attack was too strong, and even the bitter fighting spirit made Lin Muyu almost unable to open her eyes.

The palms are opened, and the breezes are silently derived, which is the prelude to the sword with the wind.

"drink!"

When Lin Muyu's palm was raised, the Liaoyuan Sword followed spiritually and swept across a small range of cold storms. The weapons in Qin Lei's hand were just ordinary iron, which was not as good as the fifth-level mysterious sword of Liaoyuan Sword. With the power of the sword soul, a sharp roar, the wind broke and hit Qin Lei's attack storm!

"Peng!"

There was another loud bang, and the energy exploded. Qin Yin, Feng Jixing, Tang Xiaoxi, Chu Yao and others were stunned.

Qin Lei's face was full of horror. He never expected that this kid's sword-controlling skills would be so strong, not as weak as the attacks of those sword-controlling people he had met in the past.

Lin Muyu was even more in a fight. He wanted to see how powerful the four-type sword was. Qin Lei, a powerful man at the level 72 heavenly king, was a rare touchstone!

"Buzz!"

The sword blade roared and rotated, Lin Muyu's palms spread wide, and flames maintained the Liaoyuan Sword, but this attack did not use the true dragon's original fire, but just used the mortal fire. The long sword roared, and spiral flames lingered around it, rushing towards Qin Lei like a sharp arrow!

Qin Lei was stunned and felt that this attack could not be stopped!

"drink!"

His combat boots stepped on the ground, and amid the shock, golden chains rose around him, which was his God-Binding Locking Martial Soul!

...

"Brother Qin Lei!"

Qin Yin suddenly stood up, his eyes full of anxiety. The first-class martial soul, known as the world's most destructive power, is not a joke. A slight mistake may cause Qin Lei's opponent to die. Lin Muyu saved his life and let him die in front of him. This is something Qin Yin can never do.

"Bang!"

The flames surged, and the spiral of the fire-control sword broke and hit the God-Binding Lock. Qin Lei took several steps in a row, his blood surging, and his fighting spirit emerged. He no longer cared about Qin Yin's scolding. With the swing of the sword, the God-Binding Lock lingered around the sword and blasted towards Lin Muyu. Please come more and faster chapters.

Standing with his feet, Haoran's true energy surged. Lin Muyu summoned the dragon scale wall and the black tortoise shell as fast as possible. At the same time, he used his hands to control the rebounding Liaoyuan Sword with fire sword in the air. The true dragon Yuan Fire quickly lingers around the sword blade. Since the true dragon Yuan Fire is easy to hurt people, it is always safer to use for defense?

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, as if the entire seventh floor of Tingyu Tower was about to be overturned.

“Gagaha…”

Lin Muyu knelt on one knee on the ground, gasping heavily, the dragon scale wall and the black tortoise shell had been smashed, and the Liaoyuan sword was leaned on the floor. If it weren't for the protection of the real dragon Yuanhuo, he might have been killed!

Qin Lei stood there with a long sword in his face pale face. His God-Binding Locked Martial Soul was completely shattered at the moment. The martial soul was damaged and it was inevitably injured. When the throat was sweet, it spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked up at Lin Muyu and grinned, "Ayu, so handsome sword skills and defense... Haha, it's so good! It's so good! Let's fight again!"

Lin Muyu didn't raise her head, but raised her left hand and shook it: "Brother Qin Lei, I won't beat you anymore, I'll admit defeat..."

The blood and blood in his body were surging, and he really had no power to fight.

...

Tang Xiaoxi stepped forward and helped Lin Muyu: "Is it okay?"

Chu Yao also followed, took Lin Muyu's pulse, and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just that the martial soul has been damaged to a certain extent."

Qin Yin looked at Qin Lei with a look of blame and said, "Brother Qin Lei, you are too reckless. You actually used the seventh-level God-Binding Locking Martial Soul to hit A Yu. If he hadn't had a deep cultivation level, he would have already..."

Qin Lei's face was full of apology: "I...I know I'm wrong, Xiaoyin, don't be angry, I..."

"It's okay, sit down and adjust your breathing and internal injuries."

"Um."

...

Feng Jixing picked up the wine glass and smiled and said, "Ayu, where are you a master of swordsmanship?"

"A mysterious old man..."

"Oh?" Feng Jixing knew that he didn't want to say it, so he smiled and said, "Since Ayu has such a handsome swordsmanship, it would be a pity not to attend the three-year sword fighting conference!"

"Sword Fighting Conference?"

"Yes, the sword fighting conference held once every three years in the imperial capital. Those who win the first place can become a member of the Imperial Guard and can get the honor of seeing His Majesty!"

As he said that, Feng Jixing patted his chest and smiled and said, "Brother is not talented, he is the champion of the Sword Fighting Conference three years ago! I think I was also known as the "Tiger of Tongtian Street" back then..."

"Tiger of Tongtian Street?"

Chu Huaiyan smiled and said, "It means that he used to carry a rotten knife from the east to the west of Tongtian Street, fighting with a group of gangsters all day long, and no one can defeat him. Alas... the world is unfair, and such a person can even become the commander of the imperial guards."

Feng Jixing glared at him: "You are so ugly, don't talk!"

Chu Huaijian: "..."

I took the train back to Suzhou today, so I didn’t have time to write, two chapters~

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