If I had changed to the other seven grades in the world, I would have probably lost my opinion or lost my fighting spirit.
However, even though he could not capture the source of that magical aura, Gu Liubai still keenly sensed the connection between those auras and the true qi in Meng Wanli's body.
Although this magical power is terrifying, it is still called at this time the true energy in Meng Wanli's body.
He just used some means to enhance Meng Wanli's true energy and directly built a bridge to allow Meng Wanli's true energy to directly invade his body.
Without any hesitation, a hint of madness appeared in his eyes when he was knocked back to the edge of the sword platform again.
Under his full force, the true qi in his body seemed to have turned into two iron fists, smashing hard at the two true qi that rushed towards his heart and sea of ​​qi.
boom!
His body was shocked.
Along with an uncontrollable muffled groan, a faint mist of blood gushed out of his mouth.
However, the huge true qi and Dharma image that burst out followed covered all this.
Countless huge lights and shadows were twisting in the air, like countless sea beasts roaring wildly.
Meng Wanli smiled grimly, and originally wanted to use his sword with all his might to force the young man directly to the river.
However, at this moment, his body became distorted without his control.
His man was like a puppet who had lost control, and many joints of his body were twisted into strange postures at this time.
The qi that is full of mystery and gives him stronger true qi cultivation is like a transparent fishing line breaking at this time.
Countless streams of qi flowing smoothly in his body suddenly lost control and vented from the many orifices in his body.
In the next moment, his body made a hissing sound like a sheepskin raft leaking.
The chaotic true qi flowing with a wonderful glow, mixed with blood, gushing outward.
In the eyes of the people on the river bank, he seemed to have become a human-shaped lamp doll with a strange posture.
Gu Liubai's body was shaking.
The true energy in his body was running in disorder, tearing many small wounds out of his body.
At this time, he could not forcibly restrain these stormy true qi. He just reached out and waved it in front of him, as if to block the airflow and blood beads rushing towards his face, but in secret, he had already taken out several healing medicines from his sleeve and fed them into his mouth.
If Meng Wanli could fight again at this time, even if he could use a sword, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.
However, looking at Meng Wanli, who could not control his posture, he knew that it was not easy for the other party to stand.
Of course he doesn't want to suffer such a secret loss.
So between the next breath, he forcibly adjusted the breath between his lungs and then spoke, "Canglang Sword Sect, you are really successful. Is this Meng Wanli's own cultivation?"
"I can't have people from Canglang Sword Sect, but I rely on external forces and borrow other people's magical powers to deal with me?"
"Are you shameless?"
...
When Gu Liubai made a sound on the sword-making platform, Wang Yehu in the sedan chair slowly raised his head.
He looked up at the night sky.
The night sky and the stars in the night sky seem to be no different from those in daily life.
But he couldn't help but smile with emotion and said, "It's interesting."
The sedan stopped.
The sedan chair man in front of him stopped first.
As soon as the sedan chairman in front stopped, the sedan chairman in the rear stopped.
At this time, lanterns were hung at the entrances of the alleys at both ends.
There is a goose lamp hanging at the entrance of the alley behind, with red lights and white feathers. People in Chang'an say this is the fate of luck.
There is a fish lamp hanging at the entrance of the alley in front, which means there is surplus every year and good luck.
When the sedan chairman in front stopped, the goose lamp behind first went out, and then the fish lamp in front also dimmed and went out after a breath.
The whole street and alley were instantly trapped in darkness.
The sedan chairman naturally had sensed something, but he was not panicked at all, and he said softly with interest, "I can't understand it again. Li used his green eyes to involve Canglang Sword Sect and all forces in the city. In this way, you will not be able to draw so many practitioners. Logically, you should destroy the sword competition between this young man and Canglang Sword Sect, or just use the tricks. Also, Canglang Sword Sect should not be that important to you, and you should not have to protect their reputation. Li is your enemy, so you don't have to force this young man to be an enemy of you, right?"
Wang Yehu smiled, "At first, you thought that I might just pretend to be in the dark, but in fact I was showing off, or would I draw a large number of sword masters from Canglang Sword Sect coming?"
The sedan chairman nodded.
Wang Yehu said, "There is no need for this."
The sedan chair owner thought for a while and said, "You don't necessarily want the life of this young man. It seems that you are just using this sword competition to see this young man thoroughly?"
Wang Yehu did not deny it. He nodded and smiled, "I may not be able to do my life even if I want this young man."
The sedan chairman took a deep breath and said, "Then I can't understand even more. You have made enemies everywhere, you have to deal with Li, and you have to go against that boy. But you don't want to really turn over Li's heaven, nor do you really want to kill that boy. Why are you doing this?"
Wang Yehu looked at the brightest stars in the sky, smiled as a self-deprecatingly, and said, "Maybe this will eventually make people understand what I am like? On weekdays, I'm afraid that even if I say something heart-to-heart, few people will think that I am telling the truth. But after tonight, you may understand that Li can understand, and maybe in the future, that boy will know me?"
The sedan chair owner sighed.
Wang Yehu smiled and said seriously, "Actually, even if you have the ability, it seems to be like a chamber pot under the bed for a lifetime, and there is nothing unwilling to be willing to do it. I think this person is most willing to live for the rest of his life, but no one can truly understand your inner thoughts."
The sedan chair owner said in his heart fucking.
In this world, the most complicated one is probably human.
While saying this in his heart, he stretched out his hand.
The index and middle fingers of his right hand were clamped towards the night scene in front of him, as if he had some air, but when his hands were retracted, there was already a thin black sword piece in his two fingers.
At the same time, the sedan chairman behind Wang Yehu lit up.
A red palace lantern actually lit up in front of him.
The light was hanging behind the sedan chair, but it had not been lit before and was not noticeable at all.
However, at this time, this palace lantern gave any practitioner the feeling, like a greedy monster, desperately sucking the true energy flowing out of the sedan chairman behind.
It emits a red light, and the hollow lampshade is made of leather, but it looks extremely pale. However, the red light emitted inside is very strange, unlike all the common reds in the world. It is neither purple nor pink, nor light red, but like a dark red that surges deep underground.
The sedan chairwoman reached out and lifted the palace lantern upwards. He didn't see any unnecessary movements, but there was a sudden sound of many people rolling on the roofs on both sides of the rear.
In a few breaths, at least dozens of figures rolled down from the roof like winter melons and smashed heavily on the ground.
The sedan chairman in front threw the sword piece to the ground like a piece of scrap iron. Then he couldn't help but whisper, "Do you actually have a real magical object in your hand?"
Wang Yehu now felt that he had said nonsense.
If he didn't even have a real magical object in his hand, how could Li's family recall so many people back to Chang'an as if they were facing a great enemy?
...
"Don't talk nonsense!"
A middle-aged swordsman wearing a moon-white long gown shouted loudly. He held the sword in his hand and flew very elegantly on the sword platform.
People like Canglang Sword Sect naturally knew what Meng Wanli was doing, but they had to tell evidence in everything. People like Canglang Sword Sect were very clear. Even if Master Chong Qian on the sword stage could feel the breath of magical powers, he could not produce evidence.
If you can't come up with evidence, it means you have nothing to say.
Gu Liubai immediately sneered.
He had to speak up and say something to reduce the face of the people of Canglang Sword Sect, but when he glanced over, he saw an incredible scene and was stunned.
Meng Wanli at this time at least recovered some control over his body, but his face was flushed and he subconsciously bent down.
But even so, Gu Liubai could tell at a glance that he was wrong with this.
The lower body was obviously bulging.
The middle-aged swordsman in a moon-white long gown was paying attention to Gu Liubai's expression. Seeing that Gu Liubai's expression was a little wrong, he glanced at Gu Liubai's gaze and immediately widened his eyes in disbelief.
The next moment, Gu Liubai laughed, "Meng Sanzhi, you are really a man. When you saw which girl on the pleasure boat, are you so excited?"
"What?"
The spectators on the riverside couldn't understand at first, but they felt that Meng Wanli was bent over and stuck out his butt, and then they looked at it for a while and saw many close-knit practitioners, especially some practitioners with far more eyesight than ordinary people, could see it.
"What does it mean?"
"Is this man excited to compete with swords?"
"Is this person sick? He is so arrogant at this time?"
Meng Wanli wished she could cover her crotch with both hands.
He suffered severe internal injuries at this time, and even suffered considerable damage to all bones and joints. He felt like he was cut by a knife, but there was a sense of dryness in his body.
Even though the sarcasm and laughter were heard on both sides of Qujiang at this time, many naked women actually appeared in his mind. He really wanted to have a beautiful woman on the spot, and then he rushed over.
"you!"
His mind was burned by desire, and he just thought that this was the trick of Gu Liubai, "What have you done?"
"What tricks did I do for you? Who used magical powers to help you? You have suffered a backlash now. I think you shouldn't force yourself, why don't you be a craftsman in public?" Gu Liubai couldn't help but sneer.
He said that, sneered, but he vaguely thought of a possibility in his heart.
This seems not to be the backlash of that man's magical powers, it seems to be related to the collision and confrontation of his true qi.
So, a few days ago, he felt that the Yin-Yang Tianyu Sutra seemed to have caused some changes in his true qi, so what is the change here?
This is the small magical power produced by the Yin-Yang Tiande Sutra for the true qi?
As long as he fights with his true qi violently and at the true qi level, will his true qi produce such a strong aphrodisiac effect?
After the Yin-Yang Tianyou Sutra has reached a certain level, the small magical powers generated by the true qi are really indescribable.
Meng Wanli didn't expect this to be a small magical power produced by Gu Liubai's true energy.
After Gu Liubai said this, he really thought it was a backlash of magical powers.
He was filled with desire, fearing that he would do something unsightly in public, so he didn't dare to say much, but just gritted his teeth and rushed towards the pleasure boat.
But I never thought that as soon as he used his true energy, the person was still in the air, and the desire burned even more violently in an instant. The injuries he suffered in his body were already severe, and he could not control his true energy in an instant, and he fell into the river with a bang.
A scream sounded on the pleasure boat.
Those cultivators from Canglang Sword Sect were afraid that he would drown like this, so two sword masters flew down and grabbed him with their hands.
However, the river was biting cold, but Meng Wanli was red all over and there was still heat coming out of the top of her head, as if she had just soaked out of the bathhouse.
And his eyes were very confused, and he was muttering, "I am not busy catching me, my second brother is a little unbearable now, so let me catch a big fish first!"
“…!”
When they heard such words as tiger and wolf, the two cultivators of Canglang Sword Sect could hardly control the true energy in their bodies and almost fell into the river.
"Your name is Song Wenfeng?"
The information about the cultivator of Canglang Sword Sect compiled by the Fifth Prince and Pei Yunqi for Gu Liubai was very detailed. When Gu Liubai saw the person's face and the description on the information, he instantly guessed the name of this person.
The middle-aged swordsman wearing a moon-white long gown looked gloomy and gloomy. Hearing Gu Liubai calling out his name, he didn't respond, but just nodded.
But Gu Liubai immediately turned his back and sneered, "Then you have a chance."
Song Wenfeng is a Confucian scholar and has really read a lot of books, but he has never seen Gu Liubai's way of speaking. After being stunned, he just subconsciously said, "What do you mean?"
Gu Liubai said contemptly, "You are only two years later than Bai Yousi's entry. You are a cultivator of the same seniority as Xiao Zhenwei and Bai Yousi. Otherwise, you can just let Bai Yousi come out and compete with me with a sword."
The sword masters on the Canglang Sword Sect's pleasure boat were furious, and Song Wenfeng's face turned pale, but he was able to speak well. He sneered, "Why, you bully your master and destroy your ancestors, you realize that the sword masters of the Canglang Sword Sect are not as good as you. After learning the sword techniques of our Canglang Sword Sect, you want to establish your own business. Why, now you are afraid of losing. Are you going to start a seniority?"
Unexpectedly, Gu Liubai smiled and shook his head and said, "What I mean is literal. I mean, high seniority does not mean that you are a master of swordsmanship. You are definitely not my opponent, so don't waste your time. Just be more cheerful and let Bai Yousi compete with me for swords."
It sounds like a mouth cannon.
But when Pei Yunqi heard this, he knew that Gu Liubai had just been tricked by the external magic. He looked at him and smiled, but he was already angry in his heart.
Bai Yousi is still a bit strong.
In fact, in Gu Liubai's calculations, it is better to use words to stimulate these people, so that they should not fight him regardless of their identity.
But now Gu Liubai is obviously the opposite.
Pei Yunqiu does know Gu Liubai.
Gu Liubai's idea at this time was that, anyway, it was probably not something that could end up with this injury. If he had to fight hard, he would have to beat someone he disliked the most. And what he was thinking now was that since his true energy should have such a wonderful use, it would be much more interesting to make Bai Yousi embarrassed in public than Song Wenfeng embarrassed in public.
Song Wenfeng sneered, "I have never tried it, but I know I am definitely not your opponent. Even if you have just won, it seems that you won't be that easy."
Gu Liubai smiled and said, "No matter what, Bai Yousi still dare not?"
The fifth prince bared his teeth when he heard this.
He found that Gu Liubai's speech was very distinctive.
At the beginning, he was picking up the reasonable words, but when you wanted to reason with him, he suddenly became unreasonable and just kept holding on.
Song Wenfeng continued to sneer, "Is this a question of whether to dare or not?"
Gu Liubai sighed, "I just dare not."
The fifth prince smiled.
He felt that if he wanted to continue to get entangled like this, Gu Liubai could talk for a long time. The best way to deal with it at this time was to just use Song Wenfeng to just use his sword without saying a word.
But Song Wenfeng and Canglang Sword Sect seemed to be unable to hold back this face.
At this moment, Bai Yousi made a voice in the pleasure boat of Canglang Sword Sect, "You don't need to provoke me with words. Although I am the deputy leader of Canglang Sword Sect, I am not the strongest person in the Canglang Sword Sect's sword skills."
Gu Liubai smiled and said, "Of course you are not. The strongest person in your Canglang Sword Sect is the sect leader Xiao Zhenwei?"
Bai Yousi had not yet fought with Gu Liubai directly, and when he said this, he was stunned.
"So he is the sect leader." Gu Liubai said, "He is the strongest, so he is the sect leader, then you are the deputy sect leader, and you shouldn't be the strongest next? So I think you don't waste your time. If you cultivators from Canglang Sword Sect even include Amacao and Dog Song Wenfeng, from outer disciples to true disciples, they line up to fight me one by one. Not to mention the Lantern Festival, I can't finish it until these two months."
At this time, Bai Yousi spoke, and Song Wenfeng shouldn't have interrupted, but when he heard Gu Liubai say that a cat and a dog Song Wenfeng, he was so angry that his face turned pale, "What did you say!"
"I said that you Canglang Sword Sect is promising and authentic, and you are not deceived." Gu Liubai smiled and said, "The powerful ones don't take action, and the powerful ones are in the front. Otherwise, I will just admit defeat. Anyway, I will be exhausted by you."
Song Wenfeng was furious, but Bai Yousi spoke calmly at this time.
His voice came out peacefully from the pleasure boat, and only the sound was heard and no one was seen. "Sect Master Xiao is naturally the strongest sword master of Canglang Sword Sect now, but I am not the deputy sect leader who is the strongest sword skill."
"What, you are not a deputy sect leader who has strong cultivation, so why should you convince the public and become the deputy sect leader?" Gu Liubai smiled, "By flattering and flattering Shangguan as the deputy sect leader, or the deputy sect leader who wins by playing tricks?"
When he said this, his voice spread and the two sides of Qujiang burst into laughter.
The crowds are full of noises.
Bai Yousi spoke calmly before, with a bit of a masterful demeanor, and sounded uninhibited. When the spectators on the river bank heard this, they thought this person was both good and modest, but when Gu Liubai said this, everyone suddenly felt that this person was a little funny.
Nowadays, many people who are not afraid of big troubles are making noises and keep making noises, saying, "No matter what position as the deputy sect leader is, they are still the deputy sect leader. Why do they dare not come out by asking for a fight by name? Do they still have to rely on this cat, dog Song Wenfeng?"
Song Wenfeng's scalp was blown up when he heard this.
In the future, my name seems to be directly linked to Ah Cat and Ah Dog, and it will be unrelated to it.
Bai Yousi's face was also a little distorted, but he tried his best to make his voice sound very calm. He said slowly, "If it were me, let alone to deal with this battle, I, Canglang Sword Sect, have prepared ten sword masters. Even if I really lined up dozens of sword masters, then the fight would have to be completed one by one. Since ancient times, whether it is to deceive the master or destroy the ancestors or establish a sect, it is not that easy. Junior Brother Song, don't be verbal with him. Just let the people on both sides of the Qujiang River see the sword moves of our Canglang Sword Sect, you can use the sword."
Princess Huaizhen and the group of Imperial College students behind her nodded silently when she heard this.
Although they did not have any particular affection or hatred for Bai Yousiye, Bai Yousi's response made them feel that this person is indeed a character.
Song Wenfeng was already angry, and he was not stupid either. He knew that drawing the sword was the best choice at this time. With a light sound of clang, the long sword in his hand had been deshewn out.
"Um?"
When Gu Liubai saw his starting position, he knew that the sword Song Wenfeng started was called "Hanjiang Wave Frozen", but as soon as the long sword was unsheathed, the bitter cold air had already swept over, and he knew that there was something wrong with the sword in Song Wenfeng's hand.
The true meaning of the Hanjiang Wave Frozen move is "no ice in a thousand miles". In this sword force, the sword energy first focuses on continuous continuousness. The deep cold sword energy is like a frozen river surface that always fills the opponent. The second most important thing is that the sword energy is like an uneven ice surface. Under the guidance of the sword body, the sword energy does not seem to change much, but there are its own staggered heights and subtle differences in time.
But whether it is the true energy or sword moves of Canglang Sword Sect, there is no magic of the sword energy that truly pulls water vapor and cold evil condenses ice.
According to previous information, although Canglang Sword Sect has some famous swords that are naturally cold, the coldness will not reach this level. In this way, this sword is definitely not a thing of Canglang Sword Sect.
Taking advantage of the moment before the sword energy was gushing, he squinted his eyes and saw clearly that the sword, which was like white jade, had light blue runes on it. He suddenly thought of a sword that his mother had mentioned to him, "Qiongshuang."
The material of this sword is so much that most people can’t even guess the sword if they want to break their heads.
This sword was carved from a unique iron wood on the bottom of the sea.
The sword body looks smooth as a mirror, but it is said that there are countless holes smaller than hair inside the sword body, and these holes constantly absorb water vapor in the air. Especially when the real air pipe surges, it will absorb a large amount of water vapor in the air, and suck it in some holes, and some holes will naturally spit out.
The more intense the true qi flows, the more amazing it will be. It originally emits cold air, and by this time, frost will form in the surrounding air.
His mother's judgment on this sword at that time was that the sword with the highest coldness in the cultivation world was just an ordinary sword body, and it was not as tough as the other famous swords.
It would be fine if he was holding a famous sword now, but he was Xiao Chuntian, a famous sword in Chunfang, and a famous sword in Luoyang that has been strong and sharp in history.
Isn't this simple yet?
He had an idea in an instant, and his figure moved and returned to the "Baili Waves"!
Although he had seen Gu Liubai's body movements before, Song Wenfeng still felt that this person was faster than him when he moved, and there was no time to react extra, and the long swords in his hands had already been slashed together.
A sound of shock was heard.
Song Wenfeng looked at Gu Liubai's body tremble slightly, and then was shaken away from behind. The first thought that emerged in his mind was that this young man had suffered internal injuries. What was going on with him head-on?
Even if it was just a comparison of true qi, the boy would not get any benefits, let alone such a head-on encounter. Qiongshuang's cold air invaded his heart and lungs. With serious injuries, he would have to suffer a serious illness in the future.
But just as this thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked at his sword and saw that there was a gap the size of a rice grain on his body.
"Grass!"
Chapter completed!