Xu Xinhui's promise to Wei Yuan to fight again tomorrow is not entirely pedantic.
Wang Ziyan was chased and slashed by the girl, and was completely at a disadvantage. He couldn't see any chance of winning for a while. Although Xu Xinhui suppressed Wei Yuan, his swordsman's intuition was extremely sharp. He instinctively felt that Wei Yuan was not trying his best and wanted to win.
I'm afraid it won't be a matter of time.
However, the cavalry on both sides only fought fiercely for a moment, and more than 70 of the Xu family's elite troops had been killed and nearly a hundred injured. However, Wei Yuan's fifty knights were of extremely high quality, and most of them were only slightly injured. Even if they continued to fight, they would probably win.
More than half of these thousand elites will be killed or injured.
These clan troops were brought out by Xu Xinhui over the years, and he spent countless efforts on them. It would be heartbreaking if a few more died, let alone half of them, so Xu Xinhui agreed to Wei Yuan's invitation to fight.
At this time, Wei Yuan left, and the more Wang Ziyan and Xu Xinhui thought about it, the more something was wrong. These fifty knights were too powerful in combat, equipped with magic weapons and Taoist cultivation, and they had no shortcomings. They were considered pretty good for the younger generation of the Immortal Sect.
Disciple, how could such a person become a horse bandit, and there are fifty of them?
Wang Ziyan was thoughtful and said: "Brother, it seems that we have a battle with Taichu Palace in advance."
Xu Xinhui nodded.
"There will be a battle tomorrow, brother, are you sure?"
Xu Xinhui smiled faintly and said: "My cultivation level is two levels higher than his, so I am not afraid even if there is a conspiracy. If we can't win again, I can keep this fairy sword."
At this moment, the fifty thieves are running towards the realm.
Most of them were slightly injured, but with the blessing of luck, the injuries naturally improved. Therefore, Wei Yuan did not immediately withdraw his luck, but ran two hundred miles in one breath before stopping to rest and receive treatment.
This is because Wei Yuan is afraid that the other party will suddenly regret and catch up again. His worries are not groundless. If Wei Yuan were on the other side, he would have planned to do this.
It is written in the history books that soldiers never tire of deceit, and Wei Yuan believed it.
At this moment, a group of Zhantian Gang knights were hiding in the woods to rest and recover from their injuries. A young lady said: "Who would have thought before coming to the Western Regions that the horse bandits could be so powerful! An uncle of mine who is an admiral has six battalions of 30,000 soldiers and horses.
, I don’t think any of them can beat the team of horse bandits just now. But it’s strange, they have already become immortals, why do they still want to be horse bandits?”
Another young master asked: "Your uncle has become an admiral, why do you want to become a horse bandit?"
Only then did the young lady react and said, "You mean those people are not horse bandits?"
"If the horse bandits were all of this level, Datang would have been dead a long time ago. At that time, these horse bandits were the official army, and now the official army is the horse bandits."
The young lady's face turned red and she looked not very smart, which immediately made several young masters very excited.
Wei Yuan held half of the gun barrel and was studying the remaining sword intent at the incision. Xu Yi came over and asked: "Boss, are you sure about the battle tomorrow?"
At this time, Wei Yuan was looking for a weapon in his Taoist base, and said casually: "It's hard to say, his cultivation level is much higher than mine. You have to fight him to know."
The sword intention of the Immortal Sword Shaohao is fiery and sharp, and it also implies the sharpness of three-point gold. It is somewhat similar to the Immortal Sword the Great Sun, but is even sharper. However, the Immortal Sword the Great Sun mainly cultivates the true fire of the sun, and when it is completed, it has infinite power and realm.
In terms of concept, he is actually half a point higher than Shaohao.
But now that Xu Xinhui is in the later stage of Daoji's cultivation, he has the best magical weapon in his hand, and Daoji has an immortal sword. Wei Yuan's original two medium-grade magical weapons and spears are not enough, and they can't block a few swords at all. Xu Xinhui has not yet made his killing move.
When he came out, Wei Yuan's gun broke.
At this moment, the piles of foundations in the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were all of poor quality, and could not withstand a sword. Wei Yuan looked around, and his eyes fell on the branch standing in the platinum pool.
The jade mountain is too heavy, and a wonderful treasure tree on the mountain has just sprouted, so it cannot block the sword at first glance. Only this laurel fairy branch had pierced the head of the great witch that day, so the fairy sword should be able to cut it continuously, right?
Wei Yuan had itchy hands. In the past, if he didn't pull out branches several times a day to see if they had sprouted, he would feel like something was missing.
While Wei Yuan was staring at the branches and pondering, Feng Tingyu came over, knelt down beside Wei Yuan, handed over the long knife, and said, "Will you use my knife tomorrow?"
Xu Yi was startled and said, "Don't the boss use a gun?"
Feng Tingyu said: "He can use anything."
Wei Yuan took the long knife and played with it carefully. The blade of the girl's knife was eight feet long, and the handle was two feet long. The blade was long and straight, with only a slight curvature. It was not impossible to use it as a gun, but it lacked the tip of the gun to shoot.
Killing move.
This sword has been following the girl for a long time, and it already has a breath of wild ancient times. Wei Yuan has a keen sense and caught this breath immediately, so he carefully studied it and compared it with Shaohao's sword intention.
Wei Yuan looked at the time and said, "There are still ten minutes. Come and teach me how to use the knife." At this time, everyone in the realm was accustomed to using the timekeeping method of Xu Wenwu's world, which was more precise after all.
The two stood up, Wei Yuan held the sword in both hands and struck a pose. Feng Tingyu kept correcting his movements, starting with the simplest forward slash.
All the young masters and ladies gathered around to learn together. It was an extremely rare opportunity to have the talented senior sister from Mingwang Palace demonstrate sword skills.
Wei Yuan held the knife in his hand and slashed dozens of times, each one with a small problem. The girl kept correcting it, and finally got impatient. First, Wei Yuan asked Wei Yuan to hold the knife forward, point it diagonally upward, and hold it still.
The girl's hands seemed to flash for a moment, and the long knife fixed in the air suddenly dropped, completing a clean and neat cut in an instant!
This sword was full of Taoist charm, like lightning piercing the sky! Zhanqie Weiyuan held the knife still for a long time, giving the young masters and ladies a lot of time to figure out the Taoist charm.
In fact, it wasn't that Wei Yuan didn't want to put away the knife, but that he couldn't move.
At that moment, the girl squeezed and flicked on him, playing with nearly a hundred tiny muscles in an instant, before Wei Yuan could make that knife, and Wei Yuan also remembered all the correct ways to exert force, and it was all in one fell swoop.
Understood the rhyme of the Dao in the Sword.
However, this method has great disadvantages. At this moment, Wei Yuan had hundreds of hidden wounds all over his body. It was as if his whole body was pricked by countless fine needles and he could not move at all.
Wei Yuan held half a cup of tea in this posture before he slowly put away the knife. The young masters and ladies were all satisfied and realized something.
When there was no one around, Wei Yuan pulled Feng Tingyu over and lowered his voice and asked, "Does your Mingwang Palace teach people like this? Are you really going to be fine?"
The girl said: "Generally, after teaching once, you need to take medicine to soak the body and rest for seven days to recover."
Wei Yuan thought that this was reasonable. His physical body had been unable to move for a long time just now, and those guys in Mingwang Palace were not made of iron. If they used this teaching too much, they might become disabled even if they were not dead.
After understanding the charm of the Dao in the sword, Wei Yuan has another method. In the future, he does not necessarily have to bear the name of Li Zhi to travel in the world, and it is not impossible to change to a high-level practitioner who uses swords.
After a short rest, Zhantian's fifty thieves set out again, and then disappeared at the edge of the Qingming Realm.
In the blink of an eye, it was already noon on the second day.
Xu Xinhui climbed higher step by step, just like strolling in a courtyard, reaching the top of a cliff.
In fact, this mountain peak is not particularly high, but it rises up from the ground and is extremely steep, like a sharp sword thrust into the earth. Xu Xinhui was extremely satisfied when he saw it. He secretly praised Wei Yuan for knowing how to pick a place, and he started to move after a while.
, you have to let him lose with dignity.
At the top of the peak, Wei Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, four fairy swords around him, and a silver ghost face shining brightly in the sun.
Xu Xinhui was stunned. Could this person also be cultivating an immortal sword? With a sweep of his consciousness, he could see that each of the four immortal swords had a different charm. One was filled with blazing flames, and the other was a little bit like the annihilation of all things.
I mean, the world and the earth are both sad, and the last one is wild and ancient, mixed with some sharpness.
Although these four immortal swords are not of high grade, what is rare is that each sword has different meanings and has extremely high intentions. Except for the last one, which is not pure enough, each sword's intention is enough to open up a path to heaven alone.
For a moment, Xu Xinhui started to love talents and said: "These swords of yours are very interesting, and some of them have already obtained the true meaning of the swords. It's a pity that you only have a taste of each one. If you can specialize in one,
Sword, your future achievements may not be as good as mine."
Wei Yuan was thoughtful and looked touched.
Xu Xinhui sighed: "Three of your four swords are excellent, but it's a pity that you have cultivated them to the human level. In fact, this can't be blamed on you. It's all because your teacher's swordsmanship is so bad that he taught you like this.
"
As soon as he said these words, Xu Xinhui suddenly felt that the world in front of him suddenly turned into black and white, as if he had stepped onto the underworld and would soon be separated from the yin and yang forever.
However, this feeling only lasted for a moment, so short that he couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or not.
Xu Xinhui pushed the strange feeling to the back of his mind. The more he looked at Wei Yuan, the more he liked it. He suddenly asked: "Are you twenty this year?"
Wei Yuan was startled, asking his age before starting a fight? But there was nothing unanswerable about this question, so he said: "Not yet."
Xu Xinhui nodded secretly. At this age, it is too late to enter the Sword Palace to rebuild. The Sword Palace has a secret method that can break up the human-level Dao foundation and rebuild it. He just wants to snatch people from Taichu Palace, so naturally he has to show his true skills and completely subdue them.
Only the other person can do it.
Xu Xinhui drew the sword in his hand and said: "Today I will let you see what a real fairy sword is!"
He wiped the edge of the sword with two fingers, and with the blessing of the Immortal Sword Shaohao, the long sword instantly ignited a golden red flame! However, the flame was extremely dim, as if it would be blown out by the slightest amount of mountain wind.
Xu Xinhui couldn't believe his own consciousness and wiped the edge of his sword three times in a row. As a result, the flame became dimmer each time.
At this time, Wei Yuan took out an eight-foot-long knife from behind the rock next to him, his eyes bright.
Chapter completed!