The Sword Dynasty - 365. Chapter 364

Chen Fuchen’s chest rose and fell violently, and the anger in his eyes was gushing out.

Looking at Chen Fuchen, who was so angry that he was uncontrollable because of her challenge, Jing Liuli raised her eyebrows slowly, and said, “No matter how you value yourself, you must at least understand that you are nothing at all in Changling now. If you have a mindset, I can’t adjust it, and I’m afraid I won’t stay in this Changling for long.”

She is Jing Liuli.

The entire Qin dynasty has long relied on one of the two recognized monsters of cultivation, the default heir of the Sect Master Minshan Sword Sect. Even though he looks exactly like Ding Ning’s maid at this time, there is a special power in his speech, and Chen Fuchen’s breathing can’t help but hesitate slightly. , The anger actually disappeared mostly invisibly, but the mood only naturally calmed down.

In the next moment, a slight self-deprecating color bloomed at the corner of Chen Fuchen’s mouth, thinking that at this time, besides his cultivation is worthy of pride, it seems that his identity is not much different from that of Ding Ning’s maid.

Suddenly, his state of mind was quiet for a few minutes, just a breath, that is, his anger disappeared, and the slight self-deprecating color at the corners of his mouth was gone, and his face turned into a solemn face.

“Please.”

He nodded solemnly at Jing Liuli, crossing his sword to his chest, but looking at Jing Liuli still standing still, he was a little puzzled, and said in a deep voice, “Where is your sword?”

Jing Liuli looked at him indifferently, and said coldly: “When your sword is out, I will move my sword naturally.”

Seeing Jing Liuli’s demeanor, Chen Fuchen didn’t even dare to underestimate the enemy, frowning slightly, and said: “If this is the case, then I will take the sword.”

As soon as the word “sword” sounded, he already had a sword.

Chi Chi Chi Chi… Numerous bursts of air currents sounded from his sword hilt. The light gray sword hilt is connected to the still pale gray sword body. When the word “sword” has not disappeared, this sword has already become The scabbard was completely detached, and there was a lot of gray sword aura on the tip of the sword, as if dragging a long tassel.

At this moment, Chen Fuchen’s palm was already separated from the hilt.

This sword was out of his hand, but still following his will, moving according to the sword path he wanted.

This is Feijian.

The light gray long sword turned upside down, like a gray comet’s tail circling, sweeping towards Jing Liuli head-on.

Chen Fuchen’s flying sword swordsmanship at this moment is not too amazing, it is not much different from throwing the sword away at the moment of drawing the sword, but what makes the surrounding cries out is that his sword is out of the palm of his hand. While spinning and flying out, the dust on the ground in front of him also floated up.

Earlier, the dust was driven by the sword intent on his body, forming the shape of a dust sword across the middle of the road, but at this time, the tip of the dust sword was turned around, facing the Jing Liuli, and exuding real truth. The sharp sword intent.

In the next instant, this dust sword was about to fly out, and it seemed to be faster than his pale gray flying sword.

With one sword coming out, two sword intents that can truly oppose the enemy are formed at the same time. This is definitely a rare secret technique in the world!

Many onlookers looked at Chen Fuchen who was applying swords at this time in disbelief. They couldn’t believe that this nameless young man was able to perform such a sword move… They can be sure that such a sword move is a young talent in Changling. Jun, very few people can catch it.

No one thought that Ding Ning’s maid could catch it.

However, at this moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Jing Liuli stretched out her hand.

There was no sword in her hand, and there was no sword light in the sleeves or between the robes, but as her right hand stretched straight forward, the vitality of her fingertips surged, and that one was about to stab her in the air. The dust sword suddenly collapsed and turned into countless flying dust again.

What is even more shocking is that these flying dusts quietly speeded back while they collapsed, and then faster and faster, dragging white air currents in the air.

Each piece of floating dust has its own trajectory, forming a dust sword again in an instant.

The tip of this Chen Sword is aimed at Chen Fuchen, and even the sword intent is exactly the same as when Chen Fuchen started to use the sword, but it has become more powerful.

There was a cracking sound.

The space in front of Chen Fuchen seemed to be cut open by this dust sword.

This dust sword reached Chen Fuchen’s chest at an unimaginable speed.

At this time, Chen Fuchen’s flying sword had just flew away from his hand by less than a foot, and there was no time to stop this dust sword. Chen Fuchen was empty-handed!

Chen Fuchen’s face was extremely pale, and his eyes were filled with shock and unbelievable emotions. In this flash of lightning, his hands fit instantly, and all the true essence in his body came from the gap between his palms without any pity. Compressed into a blade, sprayed out.

boom!

A cloud of dust exploded in front of him.

The floating dust in the dust mass exudes flame light, as if it burns completely.

In a tsunami-like exclamation, Chen Fuchen’s footing was unstable, and his whole body was shaken and flew backwards.

There was no vibration in Jing Liuli’s body.

At the moment when Cai Chen Jian and Chen Fuchen’s power collided, she seemed to have nothing to do with that Chen Jian.

Before the overflowing air flow reached her, she took a cold step forward, and then shook her stretched hand forward.

The hilt of the pale gray long sword that was spinning in the air fell into her hands.

Then this sword seemed to be her sword from beginning to end, without the slightest resistance, following her castration, a sword intent was cut forward.

There was a soft snap.

The dust mass that had just exploded, as if it was about to burn completely, was directly cut in half by this sword intent.

The mighty sword energy blasted Chen Fuchen before him.

Chen Fuchen screamed and pushed his hands forward again.

With a bang.

His body was directly shocked to the ground, and when his body collided with the ground violently, a circle of dust waves sputtered.

Jing Liuli lowered his head slightly, seeming not to look at it, and threw the sword in his hand.

The pale gray long sword fell in front of Chen Fusheng who fell to the ground, and it was inserted straight on the stone path, shaking slightly.

Chen Fusheng forcibly straightened his body from the ground, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, the power rippling out of the iron gray long sword was like a wave hitting his chest.

He opened his mouth, making no sound, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, spraying the ground in front of him.

…

Jing Liuli didn’t even pause for a moment, turned around and walked back to the carriage. The surrounding streets and alleys that were still exclaiming before became silent at the same time.

Many people rubbed their eyes, not only did not seem to see clearly, but also did not seem to understand.

It’s just that even if they didn’t see and understand, they all clearly felt the power of this “maid”.

“how so?”

Many practitioners looked at Jing Liuli’s figure, and their hands trembled unconsciously in shock.

This is not the difference in cultivation…but Jing Liuli didn’t use her sword at all, she didn’t seem to have a sword on her body at all!

First, Chen Jian, then Chen Fuchen’s Sabre.

Obviously Chen Fuchen made two swords with one sword, but Jing Liuli picked his dust sword first, and then took his saber casually.

Defeating Chen Fuchen with Chen Fuchen’s sword, Chen Fuchen did not even have the ability to resist.

Who the hell is this maid!

How can it be so strong!

“I understand what you mean.”

In everyone’s shocked and puzzled eyes, Jing Liuli bowed slightly to Ding Ning in the carriage, and whispered softly in a voice that only two of them could hear: “You don’t want me to sabre. Let me rely on my sword and want to force me to think of more ways to confront the enemy, but don’t want me to develop some fixed habits.”

Ding Ning nodded, smiled slightly, and said: “Some fixed thinking and habits are the biggest shackles that hinder practitioners.”

The people around could not hear the dialogue between Jing Liuli and Ding Ning, but everyone could see the movements and expressions of Jing Liuli and Ding Ning.

In the eyes of everyone, this is a very real and natural courtesy of teachers and students.

So it is even more difficult for everyone to understand where Ding Ning is such a powerful maid.

“This is just taking advantage of the situation. Sometimes Zheng Xiu doesn’t need to care about the ideas of these ordinary Changling people, but most of the people in Changling are ordinary people, and they can often help facilitate many things.”

Ding Ning said these words softly to Jing Liuli again.

Then he raised his head and bowed his hands to all the spectators in the streets and alleys still in the shock, saying: “The palace lady surnamed Rong forced me before the Minshan Swordsmanship, so that the master Xue Dong of Baiyangdong couldn’t see it. The result of the sword meeting forced me to run out of true energy before the sword meeting started. Everyone commented, I want to challenge her publicly, is it justified to fight her?”

After saying this, he stopped saying anything, and signaled to Jing Liuli that he could leave.

Because he knows that there is no need to go into details, just such words are enough to let these Changling people who have heard to inquire about the stories that happened inside, and it is enough to spread the things that happened here today and the things that happened before the Minshan Sword Club. Every corner of Changling.