I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 403. 72. Sudden and strange call

The spring breeze entered Yuguan, and the morning sun was full of green mountains. At the first moment of the morning sun, the former sword god Li Xianjing confronted the mysterious warrior from the Equestria Kingdom.

No one moved, the sword intent of the two powerhouses had been constantly clashing in mid-air, bringing a burst of coldness in the originally gentle breeze.

“Mr. Lee.”

After a moment of confrontation, the warrior leader of the Equestria Kingdom took the lead and said:

“I have always hated people in Shang Liguo, but you are the only Shang Li who I don’t hate. You are a respectable warrior and swordsman. In this battle, I hope to see your true sword skills. , Please advise!”

After that, he held the knife in his back and bowed to Li Xianjing again.

If it is replaced by other Shangli Swordsmen opposite, the Samurai leader of the Equestria will definitely not dare to do so, because the referee has announced the start of the game, which means the start of the game. If he dares to bow, those Shangli Swordsmen will definitely do it. Shamelessly took this opportunity to launch a sneak attack on him.

But the opposite is Shangli Sword God Li Xianjing, so he feels relieved.

Hearing the heartfelt words of the warrior leader of the Equestria Kingdom, Li Hyun-King nodded, but his expression today seemed a bit wrong. He opened his mouth and said nothing, as if he was enduring something.

Sure enough it worked.

Seeing Li Xianjing’s reaction, Wang You was secretly delighted.

“Mr. Li, what’s the matter with you?”

The warrior leader of Equestria also noticed his strangeness, and asked hurriedly:

“Is there anything uncomfortable?”

“…”

Li Xianjing waved his hand to indicate that he was okay, and then as if he could no longer hold back his eyes, he closed his eyes, then suddenly opened, and let out a howl like a beast from his mouth:

“what——”

His howl shocked everyone present, and even the Samurai warrior who was facing him was so frightened that he almost couldn’t hold the samurai sword in his hand.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Wang You was overjoyed and hurriedly pointed to Li Xianjing and shouted:

“It’s not good! Li Xianjing is crazy!”

His words startled the audience, but Li Xianjing on the stage suddenly reduced his expression and changed back to his previous dull look.

“What am I going crazy?”

He looked at Wang You and said calmly:

“This is a new trick I came up with when I was living in the wilderness in Daxia Country. It is called Beast Crow. It is used to intimidate the enemy before fighting. How about it? I was scared?”

The warrior leader of the Equestria Kingdom had lingering fears and said:

“I was really shocked.”

“But I just yelled, why did Prince Wang You decide I was crazy?”

At this time, Li Xianjing looked at Wang You again, suspiciously.

Oops!

Wang You was startled in his heart and looked to the side, but the ordinary-looking old man did not know when he had disappeared from the crowd.

Seeing his teammates fleeing, Wang You was flustered. Before he could think of an excuse, Li Xianjing’s questioning had already blurted out:

“Is it possible, what did you do to me again?”

The word “again” is used very spiritually. It succinctly expresses that it is not the first time that the Sword God of Shangli has been oppressed by the royal family of his own country.

Although Shangli people are not very popular in Daxia, Li Xianjing, the sword god of Shangli, is very admired in these three countries. It is said that Daxia warriors and evil horse warriors are indignant, especially Those who practice swords almost used a kind of murderous gaze towards Wang You.

“I fucking knew that some time ago, Libangzi sent someone to talk about what Lijian Shen abdicated at this session of the sword meeting to let the Xian, let the new sword god who won the duel participate, I’m still thinking, How the Sword God lost to others, now it seems that it is really you group of king and eight lambs who are doing bad things secretly!”

A loud voice yelled, and at the same time sent a cordial greeting from Daxia people to Wang You’s mother:

“Poke Nogi!”

“Who is saying something disrespectful!”

Hearing this shouting, Wang You couldn’t help but say.

“It’s Dad Yun!”

A pale-haired, tall, muscular old man walked out of the crowd and shouted at Wang Yougao:

“Why? I’m not convinced? Dad Yun will be able to let Dad Yun see your ability after the end.”

Wang You looked at the old man and saw that he was wearing a sleeveless close-fitting gown with his arms exposed, and his bulging biceps were almost as thick as his head.

He was also carrying a giant sword like a door panel on his back. Once the giant sword was swung, there was nothing to say about the moves and skills, even the weight could be crushed to death.

Daxiaguo is currently the second best swordsman on the surface, the former owner of the Guardian Sword Villa, and the current great swordsman Tan Donglai.

His single-handed gate-closing sword is violently sinking, breaking the ten thousand magic with strength. He is an outlier among swordsmen, and at the same time a very difficult opponent to deal with.

Even when Li Xianjing met this person, he took a lot of hands and feet. Through the clever use of footwork and the grasp of a few tiny gaps, he was able to defeat the great swordsman with skill.

As time passed, this great sword guardian’s cultivation and sword skills became more refined, and his inner Qi cultivation seemed to have reached the apex of the nine realms. Wang Youmo asked himself that he still needs a little skill to fight him.

Of course, this is an illusion caused by Shangli’s habitual intuition. In fact, if it is to fight for real, no matter whether it is the internal energy cultivation or the swordsmanship, the great swordsman Tan Donglai is above Wang You, and the two will win. Fifty-five open, even seven-three open is very reluctant.

But as the prince of a country, Wang You still replied stiffly on the surface:

“Then see the real chapter under your hand!”

The two met for a battle, but Wang You’s frame of Li Xianjing was a perfunctory matter, and Li Xianjing on the stage and the leader of the Samurai warrior regrouped and confronted again.

“Mr. Lee.”

Before the fight, the Samurai leader of the Equestria country confirmed for the last time:

“Does it really matter? Then Shang Liren obviously did something to you.”

“Do not worry about it.”

Li Xianjing’s face was full of composure.

“Zhuji Tianzun protects me, come on!”

The warrior leader of Equestria took a deep breath, then raised his sword, shouted, and moved forward.

Sword energy flies, sword light intertwined, two swordsmen, at this moment, the swordsmanship in their hands intertwined a magnificent picture.

After the thirteen strokes, the blade of the warrior leader of the Equestria Kingdom cut off, and Li Xianjing’s blade was already on his shoulder.

“It’s a little worse.”

The sword god Shangli said calmly:

“Go back and practice again, your last swordsmanship is not delicate enough.”

The Samurai leader of the Herema Kingdom took a deep breath and reinserted the only part of his beloved sword back into the scabbard on his waist.

“Thanks for your advice.”

He bowed again to Li Xianjing.

“Concession.”

But Shangli’s sword god, instead, used a gesture from Daxiaguo and said to him.

The victory was decided, and applause from the ring was sent to these two outstanding swordsmen. After Li Xianjing and the warrior leader of the Equestrian Kingdom both left the arena, the former great swordsman Tan Donglai, carrying a huge sword, climbed onto the ring.

“The courtesy will be saved.”

He said to the referee, and then looked at Wang Youdao:

“You are not qualified enough for Lao Tzu to salute, come on and die!”