Chapter 1219

"Who dares to fight me?"

Qin Li fell on the square, his voice resounding everywhere.

All of a sudden!

There was a sudden silence.

All the swords were repaired. It looks like they're looking at each other.

Several immortals recognized Qin Li, so they were even more puzzled.

"He is not in Jianya. How can he come to Xiujian square?"

"It's a big tone. How dare you say something in our sword department."

"Let's go and have a look. If we can't, we'll teach him a lesson."

All the swordsmen gathered in the past and their eyes were different.

Among them, a girl rushed in front, it is Yang Xiaomu!

Yang Xiaomu strides forward with a look of resentment.

Since the farce a month ago, she completely hated Qin Li and always wanted to find a chance to vent her anger. Now Qin Li has fallen into the trap, how can she let it go.

"Oh, Qin Li, we meet again." Yang Xiaomu had a sneer on his lips.

Qin facades expressionless: "you want to challenge me?"

Yang Xiaomu said with a smile: "I don't do thankless things. If I beat you, what good can I do?"

Qin Li said faintly: "if I lose, I'll let out the quota of Jianya enlightenment!"

Let's hear that!

All the swordsmen were shocked.

Their eyes were burning and their breath was short.

In recent days, the news of Qin Li's Wudao sword cliff has spread, and a large number of sword disciples are very angry. Because the sword cliff is so mysterious that they can't see it, but a Dan disciple can occupy it for a long time, which makes them very unhappy.

Yang Xiaomu turned his eyes and said, "I don't think it's fair. Why don't you call yourself a self-cultivation man? Let's just compete with Yi swordsmanship!"

"Yes!" Qin Lizheng had this idea.

Wen Yan!

A crowd of swordsmen grinned.

Yi sword skill is their specialty. Ordinary friars can't make three moves against them. Today, Qin Li is a self styled self-cultivation man, challenging Yi's sword skills, and giving away dishes.

"Well, let Miss Ben meet you!"

Yang Xiaomu draws out his fine sword and takes the lead in challenging. He wants to be ashamed before snow.

Qin Li slowly draws out the star remnant sword.

Yang Xiaomu couldn't help laughing: "I dare to challenge even if I don't have a good sword. Now you call yourself self-cultivation. It depends on how arrogant you are. "

"Let me show you my butterfly sword!"

Yang Xiaomu shot in a flash.

Her pace is quick and nimble, which is hard to ponder. The light and quick split of the thin sword is like petals scattered all over the place, with a killing chance in the gorgeous.

"My younger martial sister's swordsmanship has entered the room." A male disciple said.

"Since she was frustrated a month ago, she has been promoted to xianzun." Several swordsmen talked about it one after another.

"This Qin Li is doomed to lose. He has sealed his accomplishments. He can't use the magic. He will only be abused by his younger martial sister." A sword disciple judged.

Yang Xiaomu was even more proud and said, "Qin Li, this is my efforts in the past month. Today, I swear to wash away the previous humiliation."

"You are still too young!"

Qin Li used a set of sword techniques.

A mottled broken sword, shuttling freely, across the track in the air, creepy.

Ding!

The thin sword was blown away.

The broken sword was on Yang Xiaomu's neck.

"You lost!" Qin Li's voice is cold, like a merciless sword.

Yang Xiaomu couldn't believe it and said, "how can you also know" scattered flower butterfly sword "

Qin Li did not answer, but said:

"Next!"

Yang small screen silver teeth clench, hate to leave, but that face how to see is full of unwilling.

The second Challenger appeared. He was a high sword, and he used an epee.

"Brother Qin, I've offended you. "Qianjun sword technique" I learned is extremely powerful. If you can't stop it later, don't blame me

Be polite.

Gao dajianxiu immediately put out his hand.

His Epee is full of palm width and heavy texture. When he wields it, he can sweep thousands of troops with a kind of absolute domineering.

"I know a little bit about Qianjun sword." Qin Liju's light and small point star remnant sword gives people a heavy and oppressive feeling like a mountain peak.

Dangdangdang!

They met each other three times.

Gao Da Jian Xiu retreated three steps, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the Epee was not stable.

"I lost. I didn't expect that elder martial brother Qin was an expert with sword. He lifted it lightly and picked it up easily."

"Next!" Qin Li said lightly.

A group of sword disciples put aside their contempt and took part in the battle one after another.

However, no matter who is fighting, he can't stand Qin Li's three moves. What's more strange is that Qin Li always uses the same sword technique as his opponent. It seems that he has mastered more than 1200 sword techniques of the sword department.

From morning to evening.

Qin Li, holding a broken sword, stands still.

There have been hundreds of Jianxiu gathered around, all of them look down.

"That's all for today. I'll come back tomorrow." Qin Li put the sword into the sheath.

Yang Xiaomu said indignantly, "Qin Li, don't be complacent. Those powerful elder martial brothers are closing up, and you will fall down tomorrow."

"I'll wait!" Qin Li nodded, left in the air and returned to Jianya.

This night!

The sword is doomed to no sleep.

Many closed swordsmen leave early.

You should know that the sword department is the most powerful one in the Academy. Now it has been challenged to come to the door and beat the people in the sword department with the most proud art of Yi sword.

For Qin Li, it was just a victory, but for the friars of the sword department, it was about face and honor.

the second day!

A large number of sword practitioners come to challenge.

Qin Li dealt with it calmly and gave him his own way, winning 137 games in a row.

on the third day!

Qin Li once again.

As soon as his style of moves changed, he stopped sticking to moves and began to do as he wanted. He won 85 games in a row.

the forth day!

Qin Li's style changed again.

His sword moves became more and more fierce, and he broke the opponent's sword skills in a few moves. There was a taste of one sword breaking ten thousand skills, winning 51 games in a row.

The Fifth Day!

Qin Li only made 23 swords and defeated 23 people.

It was destined to be a few dark days for the sword department, because an outsider crushed their pride.

Day six!

Qin Li once again set foot in the square.

On the other side is the friar of sword department.

They are all losers, one by one blush unceasingly, want to wash away humiliation, but have no way!

"Who dares to fight me?"

Qin Li asked faintly, just like that day.

Today, however, there is no response.

Because all the swordsmen were defeated.

"It seems that there is no one in the sword department." Qin Li turned to go.

Yang Xiaomu was so angry that he yelled, "who said that there is no one in our sword department? We still have the second elder martial brother and the first elder martial brother."

All of a sudden!

It seems that a group of sword practitioners have found a way to rely on them.

"Yes, the second elder martial brother hasn't done it yet!"

"If it wasn't for the elder martial brother, he would win you in one move!"

"Even if the first elder martial brother doesn't do it, the second elder martial brother is enough to defeat you. His" magic sword formula of dividing light "has been completed, and the master greatly appreciates it."

All the people look at Gao Jianzhu with a strong desire, hoping that he would be shameful for everyone and save face for the sword department.

However!

Gao Jianzhu shook his head and apologized: "you younger martial brothers and sisters, I'm really sorry. A few days ago, I made a mistake in my exercise. I was possessed by the devil. I'm afraid I can't do it because I've been hurt a lot."

It's a pity for all the sword practitioners, but some of the monks in the academy are often possessed, and we all understand.

"Well, Qin Li, you are lucky."

"When the second elder martial brother is cured, it's only a few moves to defeat you!"

"That's it

Qin Li was silent. He rose from the sky, left the square and headed for the sword cliff.

Wujian Pavilion!

Qin Li continued to sit down.

After two months and 12 days, he was only a little bit short of the final epiphany, only a opponent with enough weight.

All of a sudden!

Gao Jianzhu came here with a long sword on his back.

Qin Li closed his eyes and asked, "you are not possessed. Why do you pretend to be ill?"

"Because I'm the second elder martial brother of sword department!" Gao Jianzhu said in a heavy voice: "if elder martial brother is not here, I am the last face of the sword department. I can't be defeated!"

Qin Li said faintly: "since you are tired of reputation, why do you want to come to Jianya?"

Gao Jianzhu raised his eyebrows and said, "the second elder martial brother of the sword department is hindered by his reputation and can't fight. But I, Gao Jianzhu Huai, don't want to be a coward. I'm here to challenge you. I hope younger martial brother Qin can give me some advice!"

"Good!" Qin Li opened his eyes.

Gao Jianzhu said: "pure Yi Jian is a bit boring. Let's emancipate our cultivation and have a real fight to prove each other's kendo."

"That's what I mean!" Qin Li smiles and no longer suppresses his accomplishments. The momentum of the eight immortals is more profound than that of two months ago. He also has a sharp sword sense.

Gao Jianzhu doesn't talk nonsense. His accomplishments are all open. He is like a sword to the sky.