Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 469 Going Crazy

"My lord, I remember you said just now that there is no distinction between good and evil in sword skills, and the so-called crooked ways are just mediocrity?" Jiang Xianyun's heart was beating wildly, and he really didn't dare to watch anymore. He turned his head and asked Liang Mo. heard.

"Did I say that? No, you remember wrongly. I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!" Liang Mowen blushed and firmly denied it.

The majestic master of a sect actually blatantly acted foolishly.

On the competition stage, Song Chengjun blushed even more with shame and indignation.

Originally, I wanted to teach Wen Ruyu a lesson, let him see what kind of majestic and majestic a real Maharaja Liuhe Sword should be, and let him know that crooked ways are hard to achieve.

Who would have thought that when he really made a move, he was forced into such a mess by the crooked ways in his eyes, and he was completely powerless to fight back.

Shame!
Angry, Song Chengjun was really angry.

Seeing Wen Ruyu's sword stabbing towards the vitals of his lower abdomen again, he let out a loud roar, and the protective energy outside his body condensed into an ancient clock, covering him from head to toe.

Admiralty Bodyguard!This is the unique technique of Jinzhong Xianmen, Jinzhong body protection.

Although it is formed by condensing the body-protecting qi, its defense is more than ten times stronger.Of course, the consumption of true essence is more than ten times higher.

Therefore, in a close contest, unless life and death are at stake, the disciples of the Jinzhong Immortal Sect will never use this unique skill.

"Om..." Wen Ruyu pierced the solid golden bell with a sword, and there was a melodious ancient bell chime.

Immediately afterwards, a huge force rushed in like a tide, and the long sword in his hand bent slightly, causing Wen Ruyu to retreat a few steps in a row.

Song Chengjun was also uncomfortable. In order to condense the golden bell for body protection, he had consumed [-]% of his real energy, his face turned pale as paper in an instant, and even his mind went blank for a while.

It was hard to temporarily save the defeat and win the chance to fight back. Of course, he didn't dare to hesitate, bit the tip of his tongue hard, regained consciousness under the severe pain, and slashed at Wen Ruyu again.

The situation is disillusioned!This time, he finally performed the earth-grade sword skill as he wished.

Although the real energy in his body was greatly damaged, under the grief and indignation, this sword was even more majestic, and the sword shadows rushed towards Wen Ruyu like surging waves.

At this time, Song Chengjun didn't remember being merciful, he was bullied like this by a middle-stage Jindan, and the sword skills he used were still heretics that he hadn't considered at all before, and he had the heart to kill Wen Ruyu.

"Be careful!" Even though they were all ashamed of Wen Ruyu's dirty and wretched sword skills, Wenren Chuchen, Liang Mowen and others couldn't help shouting when they saw Song Chengjun's angry sword.

However, Wen Ruyu seemed to have been prepared for a long time, squatting down unhurriedly, holding a sword in one hand and supporting the ground with the other, rolling like a lazy donkey on the spot... No, that crooked movement is stupider and uglier than a lazy donkey rolling. The unrestrained elegance of a person without any comprehension is more similar to that of a local ruffian.

But when used at this time, the effect is unexpectedly perfect.

As this lazy ass who was too ugly to look at directly rolled around, Wen Ruyu easily avoided Song Chengjun's killer sword.

Then he didn't get up in a hurry, just lying on the ground in a half-squat and half-squat, stabbing the opponent's back with one sword after another... the next three ways.

Crazy, Song Chengjun is going crazy.

He never imagined that Wen Ruyu could dodge the lore sword that he spent [-]% of his true energy so easily, let alone that his counterattack would be so fierce.

Please, even if you want to fight back, stand up first, okay? What do you mean by poking around like this, you will scare people to death, okay?
"Swish, swipe, swipe..." Sharp sword whistles sounded one after another behind him.

Song Chengjun then tightened the chrysanthemum, another tightness, and another tightness.In my mind, the sad and beautiful scene of chrysanthemums withering all over the place in frost and autumn can't help but emerge.

Song Chengjun swung his sword back to block, while involuntarily clamping his legs, striding forward desperately.

His movements were not unpleasant, but Wen Ruyu's strikes were even faster, one sword after another, like a torrential rain.

Thus, this scene appeared on the competition stage: a strong man at the peak of Jindan ran around the field with his legs between his legs. Although he had an earth-grade sword skill in his hand, he turned his back to the enemy, and he couldn't use [-]% or even [-]% of his power. .

Behind him, a middle-stage Jindan hunched over, half-squatting, chasing after him in an extremely obscene posture.

Although Song Chengjun's cultivation base was much higher than Wen Ruyu's, but the golden bell body guard just now cost him more than half of his true energy, and the more he went on, the more powerless he was, the steps under his feet became heavier and heavier, and the body guard on his body Gang Qi is also getting weaker and weaker.

"Crack!" Finally, the sword tip, which was like a shovel, shoveled heavily between his legs from behind, and the protective energy burst.

"Aw... woo..." Song Chengjun let out a shrill and weird scream, and flew out of the competition stage.

It's over, the competition that made everyone can't help following Song Chengjun's trepidation is finally over, but the audience is completely silent.

The scorching sun was like fire, and the passing mountain wind seemed to have a bit of warmth, but it felt like it was so icy cold, cold to the bottom of my heart.

It's terrible, this sword is really terrible.

"The first and third rounds, disciples of the Supreme Dao Sect, Wen and Wen Ruyu won!" Hao Zhichuan came to the center of the competition stage with his shivering legs before he came to his senses earlier than the others. announce the result.

Not only his legs, but even his voice was trembling.

On the stage of the competition, he was closer than others, and he could feel the horror of Wen Ruyu's sword skill more.

Fortunately, Song Chengjun got the trick in time, and the competition ended in time. If it was later, he would have been so frightened that his legs gave way and fell on the competition platform.

"Senior brother!" The people of Jinzhong Xianmen finally recovered from their horror, and more than a dozen disciples rushed towards Song Chengjun at the same time.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Song Chengjun stood up with their support, took a deep breath and said, his voice trembling slightly.

Wen Ruyu's sword just now really frightened him a lot. The moment he flew out of the competition stage, he even felt ashamed, but after recovering, he found that it was just a false alarm and he was not injured at all.

"Thank you for your mercy." Song Chengjun bowed his hands to Wen Ruyu on the stage to thank him.

It goes without saying that Wen Ruyu must have stopped in time at the last moment, otherwise the sword would never have such a result.

"Brother Song, you're being polite. It's just a discussion. Let's go as far as we can." Wen Ruyu waved her hand and said generously.

After all, there are still a few competitions to come, and like Chu Qinghan, he doesn't want the misunderstanding with Jin Zhong Xianmen to get deeper and deeper.

(End of this chapter)