flying sword

Chapter 18 A Sword Strike

"Junior Brother Jiuli!"

Just then, a woman's voice came from behind.

Xin Jiuli looked back and couldn't help but smile.

"It turned out to be Sister Yun. I wonder if Sister Yun has anything to teach?"

The person who came was Ziyun from Guiwu's lineage, but he was a little surprised to stop Xin Jiuli at this time.

"Junior brother's swordsmanship just now is really powerful. It seems that the sword cultivator's ability to leapfrog the challenge is not a lie."

"Sister Yun, just speak up if you have anything to say. The younger brother's two tricks are good against ordinary people. In front of Sister Yun, it's nothing to say." Xin Jiuli naturally didn't think that the other party was just here to congratulate him, and asked directly .

"Hehe, Sister Yun really needs my junior brother's help." Ziyun blushed slightly, but she immediately returned to normal and said.

"Oh? Sister Yun, if you have anything to say, just say it. If I can help you, I will definitely not shirk it."

"You must have noticed that female disciple at the fifth level of the Yuan Kaijing just now?"

"Well, that junior sister's illusion is really good, even I was a little bit confused." Xin Jiuli thought of the female disciple before, and nodded noncommittally.

"Could it be that what the senior sister said has something to do with that woman?"

"Junior brother can see that the woman's name is Zixuan, and I have some blood relationship with me. This child is willing to endure hardships and has talent, but it is still a bit too reluctant to challenge the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing."

"Senior Sister means..." Xin Jiuli understood a little bit.

"That's right, if Junior Brother is willing to "reserve a little bit" when facing that child, Sister Yun will definitely thank you very much!"

Speaking of this, Ziyun gave Xin Jiuli a meaningful look.

Xin Jiuli did not answer right away, but thought carefully for a while before saying, "There is no problem with this matter."

Hearing this, Ziyun was overjoyed, but Xin Jiuli immediately continued: "However, I must enter the top five of the sixth stage of the Kaiyuan Realm before he can challenge me!"

"Junior Brother Jiuli, do you still want to challenge the seventh level of Kaiyuan Realm!!!"

Ziyun looked at Xin Jiuli in astonishment, and before Xin Jiuli could reply, she hastily tried to persuade her, "Junior Brother Jiuli, you may not know the difference between the seventh level and sixth level of the Kaiyuan Realm. Outstanding talent, or having a rare treasure, just based on your current cultivation, I'm afraid..."

"Hmph, I have secured the position at the seventh level of the Yuan Kaijing!"

For some reason, Xin Jiuli's expression immediately became cold when he heard this, completely different from his previous attitude, and after a cold snort, he walked away without looking back.

Seeing Xin Jiuli's leaving figure, Ziyun couldn't help sighing slightly: "At first I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be just an arrogant person."

Not long after, Xin Jiuli appeared on the ring again, this time standing opposite the tower was a young man with a long knife in his hand.

The young man had obviously noticed him a long time ago, and the opponent came up to challenge him as soon as he took the stage, which made him feel a little guilty.

Since the opponent knows how powerful he is and dares to come up, he is absolutely confident, and it must be more difficult than the previous opponent.

"This time, Xin Jiuli from Feijian's lineage will fight against Wu Yifei from Huaxue lineage. Now the competition begins."

Seeing that the two were ready, the uncle in charge of the host immediately stepped forward to signal that the match could start, and then stood under the ring and watched closely.

Xin Jiuli didn't draw the sword, he was waiting!
Similarly, Wu Yifei did not draw his sword.

The two had already felt that the strength of their opponents was only about equal, at this time, whoever was the first to hold back and gesture first would definitely have a flaw, so neither of them dared to make the first move.

"What are they doing, why don't they make a move?"

Some disciples in the audience waited for a long time and saw that there was no movement, so they began to urge.

"Will you fight or not? When will you have to wait?"

"Hmph, you know what a fart, masters always make the last move!"

Some disciples with good eyesight have already seen the problem, and began to look forward to this battle.

Hearing this, most of the disciples around fell silent, staring intently at the ring.

At this time, the sun had already started to heat up, and the two people standing on the ring turned a blind eye and remained motionless, but Wu Yifei's expression became very embarrassed, and beads of sweat rolled down to the ground.

Xin Jiuli didn't change at all. This state happened to him almost every time he practiced swordsmanship, and he had already adapted to it.

Suddenly, he watched a tiny drop of sweat slip down to the corner of Wu Yifei's eye, and at the same time, Wu Yifei blinked slightly.

"唰" "唰" a hunting sound

Xin Jiuli moved.

The sword was out of its sheath, piercing Wu Yifei's heart like lightning.

A sword pierces the heart.He has won three victories with just this sword.

Wu Yifei suddenly showed a sneer. He was not ignorant of a flaw just now, but deliberately exposed it to Xin Jiuli.

At the same time that Xin Jiuli drew his sword, Wu Yifei also raised the saber instantly. He had practiced the blood-melting saber technique for ten years, and he didn't know how many monsters he had killed. In the past ten years, he couldn't remember how many sabers he had swung.

He is talented, and he is willing to suffer.His heart is also cruel enough.He firmly believes that his sword skills are unparalleled in the world.

At this moment, he only felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and he had already swung nine knives regardless of the moment, but he was shocked to find that his omnipotent crazy nine knives had all been cut into the air, and Xin Jiuli's figure had disappeared.

He turned around, only to see Xin Jiuli standing behind him.

With the sword in its sheath, Wu Yifei clenched his hands tightly, and finally had to accept the fact: "...I lost!"

"boom!"

On the high-altitude jade platform, a violent collision sounded

Cheng Jin already had a gloomy expression on his face: "Impossible, Wu Yifei can't resist his mighty sword!!!"

Seeing the bursts of cheers from the disciples below, Cheng Jin's face became even uglier.

He never thought that Feijian's lineage, which has always been ranked at the bottom in strength, would be so powerful, the power of a sword, this is the power of a sword!

This is not a real way to tell the world that the blood-transforming knife technique of the blood-transforming bloodline is rubbish at all.

Swords are incompatible, and swords are never allowed!
Cheng Jin hated Xin Jiuli faintly, if it wasn't for this young man, nothing would have happened.

"Didn't Senior Brother Cheng Jin say that Huaxue's lineage was designed to counteract my Ghost Dance lineage? Now I didn't expect that I would also meet my nemesis, hehe...it's really funny."

"Hmph, Yue Qingshui, don't be complacent, no matter how strong his flying sword is, he is only at the sixth level of the Yuan Kaijing, and against my disciple at the seventh level of the Yuan Kaijing, he will definitely not be able to withstand three moves!"

Cheng Jin looked at Xin Jiuli's direction with a vicious look on his face at this time: "It's fine if this kid just restrains himself, but if he dares to meet my third disciple Zhao Jiuchong, hehe, don't blame my disciple for being serious." Already!"

Seeing that Cheng Jin was really angry, the elders beside him didn't dare to say anything more. After all, Huaxue Lineage is the main way of killing, and the murderous aura is so heavy that ordinary people dare not provoke it.

(End of this chapter)