Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1522 The first game begins

As the leader, Fu Nian didn't even move his eyes when he heard this. He was as calm as Taishan and had no intention of taking action or commanding his two junior brothers.

He also knew that he would definitely have to be the last one to fight against Xiaomeng, the head of Tianzong, so naturally he would not be able to play in the first round.

At the same time, he also believed in Yan Lu and Zhang Liang and was willing to let them make their own decisions.

Yan Lu also remained motionless - if he needed to play, Zhang Liang would definitely tell him. Since he didn't tell him, there was no need.

The inaction of the two men immediately highlighted the tacit understanding between the three heroes of Qi and Lu.

Zhang Liang stood up directly and began to roll up his sleeves and robes. At the same time, he winked at the disciple on the side, who immediately ran to help him get his sword.

Naturally, no Confucian dared to carry weapons when receiving Fusu.

When Zhang Liang rolled up his loose sleeves and robe, the disciple also came over holding his Lingxu Sword.

As soon as this sword appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Regardless of the quality, just in terms of appearance, Lingxu Sword is definitely among the best among the famous swords. Not to mention first, it is definitely in the top three. The eighteen North Sea Blue Blood Core gems on the sword are really eye-catching. Eye-catching.

After finishing his clothes, Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to take the Lingxu Sword, then bowed his hands to the other side and said warmly:

"Confucian Zhang Liang, please give me some advice!"

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Mirage upper deck.

"It's the bad woman in red!" When he saw Da Siming, Tianming immediately pointed at her and screamed.

Shao Yu and Shi Lan also immediately put on alert postures.

Da Siming looked at the three little ones who were facing formidable enemies. He smiled disdainfully and shook the long hair on his forehead. Without saying anything, he raised his hand and a rich bright red ball of true energy rose from the palm of his hand.

As soon as they saw Da Siming making a move, the three of them became even more nervous. Tianming immediately took out his non-attack weapon from his waist, transformed into a sword form and blocked the front.

Shao Yu's Formation-Breaking Overlord Spear was usually inconvenient to carry, but now that it was not with him, he could only take a stance with his bare hands.

Shi Lan did not hesitate to hold the Ice Soul Sword that was always carried behind her back.

For the people of the Yin and Yang family, she did not dare to slack off at all, nor would she take any chances. She would do her best when they came up.

Da Siming didn't care about the three people's attempts to resist. He glanced at the non-attack in Tianming's hand and said with a smile:
  "Non-attack... the so-called supreme weapon of the Mo family is a good gift. I am very interested!"

"Hmph!" Tianming pointed at Da Siming with his sword and snorted back, "You're dreaming!"

Da Siming stopped talking. With a wave of his hand, the bright red true air flow immediately turned into a huge skeletal bloody hand, making a faint howling sound and grabbing at the three of them.

Tianming took the lead and rushed to the front, blocking the bloody skeleton handprint with a non-attack thrust.

The encounter that night during the encirclement and suppression did make him make great progress in controlling the true energy in his body. At this critical moment, Tianming really mobilized a small part of the true energy, and the sword energy barrier he created was able to withstand it for a while. The skull and blood handprint of Da Siming was imprinted on it.

But it can also be seen that it can only block a little bit.

Tianming gritted his teeth and blushed, trying his best to resist, but he couldn't hide his decline. He was pushed back a little by the bloody handprints of the skull.

Fortunately, at this time, Shao Yu and Shi Lan stepped forward, one to the left and the other to the right, reaching out from behind to touch Tian Ming's shoulders. The three of them worked together to barely compete with Da Siming.

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked for a moment, Da Siming didn't care. He sneered, held his hand with his back, and pulled it in his direction. The blood-skull handprint changed from grasping to grasping, grabbing the non-attack blade and dragging Tianming directly in the direction of Da Siming.

Tian Ming was caught off guard and without any resistance at all, he was pulled up and flew towards Da Siming so quickly that Shao Yu Shi Lan was too late to save him.

With a panicked scream, Tianming was dragged directly in front of Da Siming's eyes, and the non-attack sword was firmly grasped in the opponent's bright red hands, unable to break free.

After Tianming tried to pull hard several times to no avail, an idea flashed in his mind. He immediately grasped the hilt of the non-attack sword with both hands, jumped up, directly used Da Siming as a fulcrum, drew an arc and jumped into the air. , and then exerted all his strength to start spinning in the air.

The rotation of his body caused the non-offensive sword body to rotate as well. Unexpectedly, Da Siming's zhenqi, which was holding the non-offensive sword in his palm, suddenly collapsed. He could not hold on tightly, and Tianming was able to escape successfully.

Tianming, who had escaped and landed, felt uncomfortable. He felt dizzy and couldn't help but retched. However, he still remembered the critical situation at hand, so he quickly braced himself and raised his sword to face Da Siming.

Without hesitation, Tianming directly chose to take the initiative. In this state, he didn't know anything about the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, Xiaoyaoyou, or the Mohist swordsmanship. He was not very good at using it, but at least he still had the Jie Niu Dao. Fa Doudi...even though he only knows four moves.

"Excellent skills, Kung Pao Chicken!"

With a howl, Tianming skillfully used his sword to slash at Da Siming.

"I cut! I chop! I slice!"

While attacking, Tianming was still yelling, and he didn't know where he learned this bad habit.

When Da Siming saw this, he was not in a hurry to take him down. With every movement of his hand, he controlled his true energy to block Tianming's attack.

It can be seen that Tianming's swordsmanship...well, swordsmanship, swordsmanship is very skillful, precise and standard, but it does not pose any threat to Da Siming.

No matter whether it is cutting, chopping, whittling, slicing, chopping, or chopping, hitting Da Siming's bright red Qi barrier will only cause little ripples, and it will not be able to break through the defense at all.

This is naturally because Tianming still cannot control the true energy freely. The power of the sword energy is too weak, and the sharpness of the non-attack sword alone is not enough to break the energy.

However, although Da Siming acted very relaxed, he couldn't help but become more alert to Tianming in his heart.

Because the power of the opponent's sword energy...or should be said to be sword energy, is constantly increasing in power.

Every time Tian Ming swung his sword, he seemed to improve his control over his true energy.

Although the growth rate is very weak and Tianming's own strength base is not impressive, it is enough to arouse Da Siming's vigilance.

After all, not long ago, this boy was a figure who made even the right guardian Moon God feel disgraced.

With this thought in mind, Da Siming no longer planned to continue arguing with Tian Ming. He turned from defense to offense and shot out a burst of Qi to attack Tian Ming.

Tianming, who had been swinging his sword for a long time, suddenly saw a bright red mass of true energy heading towards him, and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it.

However, several rays of true energy followed and attacked Tianming one after another. He could only dodge and dodge. In the end, he couldn't escape anymore. He simply gritted his teeth and used offense instead of defense, and rushed towards Da Siming. The attacking sword was swung again and again, and several rays of sword light flickered like shadows. For a moment, it really broke through Da Siming's attack.

Tianming was overjoyed when he saw this, and took the opportunity to jump high and strike directly at Da Siming.

However, great joy brings sorrow. Seeing this, Da Siming raised his hand and held it empty. A small skull blood handprint caught Fei Gong in the air and hung Tianming in mid-air.

Then Da Siming slapped Tianming's stomach without hesitation.

Tianming suffered a sudden heavy blow to his abdomen. He couldn't help but groan and flew out on the spot. Fortunately, he still didn't let go.

(End of this chapter)