Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 41: The moonlight is like a knife
The light of the knife flashed away, and the winner was already divided.
Shen Lian will naturally not lose to Sword Fourteen. His sword has been broken into two pieces, and what was destroyed is Sword Fourteen’s unformed sword intent.
failed to defeat the opponent's sword intent, there was no need for existence.
is shattered for new life.
It’s just that Sword Fourteen can give birth to a stronger sword intent, no one knows.
He knelt on the ground, and in the snow, the snow had melted a little, but more snow had not melted and became ice.
The ice in the soil makes the soil harder than fine iron.
Sword Fourteen had not practiced martial arts such as Iron Claw Gong, his hands dug the cold and hard soil, and quickly dug a **** pit, that was his blood. The nails have been opened, and the flesh and blood inside are mixed with mud.
Finally, he put the sword in the soil, buried the short sword, and finally raised the sword thirteen and retreated far away.
Shen Lian's clothes broke open a hole, it was in the position of the heart, it was a small mouth that was an inch long, not broken by the sword's edge, but an incompletely formed sword light.
"Your sword has been out, but you haven't seen my sword yet. Are you going to continue to fight against me now?" If it is seen by other people from the rivers and lakes, such as the king of swords, or even the people in Qingpao. After Shen Lian's sword technique, he would subconsciously sigh and shake his confidence.
But Ye Liuyun didn't have the slightest fear, not just because he knew how good the other party was, then the opponent's strength was reduced by half.
What is really scary is the unknown, and Ye Liuyun's sword is the unknown.
No one has ever seen his sword, and today is no exception.
Shen Lian stared at Ye Liuyun, very calm.
His composure is not mere appearance, but from the heart.
"How do you know that I only have a knife." Shen Lian chuckled.
This time, he completely threw the knife away, and threw it at Ye Liuyun, who was caught by Ye Liuyun's two fingers.
The throwing force of this knife is not heavy, and it is not a tricky angle, and Ye Liuyun will never fail to catch it.
Ye Liuyun put down the knife, his eyes did not leave Shen Lian, because he would not give Shen Lian any chance, so he would not have any negligence.
Because he didn't look away from Shen Lian, he saw that Shen Lian was not only a knife, or that this was his real knife.
a peculiarly shaped flying knife.
The setting sun sets the last afterglow, and the bright moon replaces the role of the setting sun, selflessly sprinkling the brightness.
Ye Liuyun and Shen Lian looked at each other for a quarter of an hour, the atmosphere stagnated, so that everyone around them did not dare to breathe.
Ye Liuyun noticed Shen Lian's hand, pinching the hand of the flying knife.
Shen Lian paid attention to Ye Liuyun's left sleeve.
The same evening breeze blows, and the left sleeve is always a bit more stagnant than the right sleeve.
"I know where your sword is, right." Shen Lian said this with confidence, this kind of confidence should have been only for Ye Liuyun.
"Yes." Ye Liuyun also had to admit that Shen Lian's thoughts and eyesight was great.
His sword is the sword in the sleeve, and the hidden weapon is only his method. The sword is his love and the inheritance of the famous sword villa.
Even he just used the technique of swordsmanship, using the golden needle hidden weapon.
He didn't bother to use his sword against Bai Yufei, otherwise Bai Yufei would not survive now.
"You can't tell when my knife will be released, are you?" Shen Lian said with a contented smile.
"Of course." Ye Liuyun said calmly.
"Then you lose?" Shen Lian's eyes brightened, surpassing the bright stars.
"No." Ye Liuyun said slowly.
He couldn't touch Shen Lian's sword, and Shen Lian couldn't touch his sword either.
Sword Fourteen's eyes fell on the two of them, unable to conceal the enthusiasm.
No one in the room understands the subtleties of the relationship better than him.
Shen Lian has been unable to release the sword because his spirit has never reached a critical point, and it is best to have the opportunity to release the sword.
Or this opportunity will appear at any time, or it will never appear.
It is up to Shen Lian's mind whether to make a move, but once he makes a move, the outcome is beyond Shen Lian's control.
That's why Shen Lian needs the best opportunity.
Because the flying knife is not a hidden weapon, it also entrusts his spirit.
If you miss a hit, there must be no second chance.
"Do you know that you will definitely lose, because I caught your flaws~ I've caught them." Shen Lian said calmly.
fell in Jian Shisi’s ears but like thunder, he suddenly thought of Ye Liuyun’s flaw.
Ye Liuyun's flaw is that he is too confident, confident that he can avoid Shen Lian's flying knife, and confident that the sword in his sleeve can solve Shen Lian.
But he never thought about one thing, that is, is Shen Lian really only relying on flying knives.
Shen Lian flew up, and a lantern was hung on the flagpole in front of the inn.
Shen Lian on the lantern, very close to the moon.
There is a Shen Lian in the sky, and there is also a Shen Lian on the ground.
Shen Lian's soul went out of his body and reached the end of his life.
The art of war is said to be ‘condescending’, and Shen Lian has already occupied the terrain.
Even Ye Liuyun couldn't expect that Shen Lian had already cultivated to the point where he could get out of his body, and he clearly failed to get through the second channel of the governor.
The difficulty of getting out of the body is more than ten times more difficult than getting through the two channels of Ren and Du.
At the age of Shen Lian, being able to train your internal Qi to such an extent is already shocking the world, let alone other things.
To the south of the capital, there is a dilapidated Taoist temple.
Ling Chongxiao lives in it, and he and Shen Lian are under the same moon.
He is still bald~IndoMTL.com~He is a true Taoist priest and a fake monk.
In front of him is a man with short hair, but this is a real monk.
"Kuhui, you are full and nothing to do, come to me to try." Ling Chongxiao yawned, looking very sleepy.
"The poor monk just thought of a powerful trick. He couldn't help but came to the Ling donor to try the trick."
Ling Chongxiao glanced at Kuhui diagonally, and said lazily: "Don't think that you have practiced the magic power of King Kong body protection, I can't kill you."
"It would be great if Ling Donor could be killed. Once again, reincarnation can just catch up with Xianyuan. I don't need to be such a monk." Kuhui said cheerfully.
"Buddha gates are vast and convenient, everyone can practice, not much better than those immortal gates, there is nothing to envy." Ling Chongxiao smelled of sourness.
"Then how can I not see the donor enter my Buddhism?"
"I'm self-willed, are you in charge?" Ling Chongxiao cursed, his mouth disdainful of immortality, his greatest wish in his life is to worship a family of immortals, but unfortunately even if he finds it, because there is no chance, people Still not birding him.
Although everyone can become a Buddha in Buddhism, there are still a few who truly become Buddhas. Not to mention that they become Buddhas on the ground, it is the Tao of Arhat, it is rare to see them.
On the contrary, in the fairy gate, although there are few people, the proportion of achievements is much higher than that of the Buddhist gate.
In the end, although Buddhism does not speak words, it can understand from the heart, but its requirements for aptitude are much higher than those outside the world.
You can't become a Buddha without the roots of wisdom and roots.
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