I just want to be The King, you let me take the border?

“Sooty, you don’t need to twist.”

Li Chengyuan admonished: “Later, you can meet again, when you invite him again.”

“Not wrong!”

Li Jiajia quickly gathered his heart, with a smile on his face, “Make such a decision.”

“Don’t you two want to compare today?”

Lin Ruochen on the side reminded a sentence.

“Yes, I’m a little less likely to forget about this.”

Li Jiajia talked, directing Li Chengyuan to smile, “Ca, come, let me know that this person is a real genius.”

“Let’s go then.”

Li Chengyuan also thought of the opportunity to experience a sword technique.

After all, he was a sword cultivator, and he hadn’t had the same people to deal with him until now.

“Fit outside the snow stopped.”

Li Jiajia turned his head and looked out the window, and said: “This snow is coming quickly, going is fast.”

“Mmm.”

Li Chengyuan in his hand led The Jade Sword, and went to the library.

Walking past the bedroom door, he shouted, “Elegant!”

“There you go!”

Qing Yan followed in the room and ran over, seeing Li Chengyuan in the hand of the sword, his eyes lit up.

“I want to join Jia Jia, you stay on one side and look.”

Li Chengyuan said as he walked out.

“Clear!”

Qingyi followed closely behind Li Chengyuan.

She was followed by Lin Ruochen and Li Jiajia.

The four of them walked out to the room and into the courtyard.

The shop was one floor thick outside, and the servants in the courtyard inside swept the snow.

“You guys first, go do something different.”

Qingyu rushed over, directing the people to say: “Wait a minute, the Royal Family trains through the sword, you come again.”

“Yes.”

You guys are content for an hour, go too.

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Li Chengyuan walked into the local sword training normally, removed his jacket, revealing him a black body.

Qingyu accepted his coat, far away standing on one side – waiting for the experiment to begin.

Li Jiajia took off his fur coat and handed it to Lin Ruochen.

The woman, dressed in a red robe, had a sword in her hand, and seemed to be in a good position.

“Ca.”

Li Jiajia walked over, and Li Chengyuan stood face to face.

The two brothers who spoke before, the two of them this time compared to the sword, could not use the spirit power.

In other words, winning and losing is not in the force of the same speed, but in the magic sword, the same improvisational ability.

This kind of rule seemed fair, but for Li Chengyuan to speak, it was impossible to exert his superiority.

Just because tai chi sword technique, relying on is not a magic sword technique.

Even the opposite Tai Chi sword technique is this kind of binding.

The reason is very simple, Tai Chi swordsmanship and Tai Chi a similar circuit, especially the focus, are not heavy.

These two things are magical, right at the opposite side of the spirit power.

Coordinate to remove, lead, lead, move, move, map, wrap, borrow, wait for the decision, to be able to do to get static, take the need to win the reins, take the weak win strongly.

If you can’t use your spirit power, your effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

So there’s no need!

Li Chengyuan was very frank, deciding to give up using these words, directly compared to fencing.

It’s like practicing swords.

He didn’t care about winning or losing anyway.

“Come.”

Li Jiajia drew his sword, his aura changed.

She also turned into tears.

“Mmm.”

Li Chengyuan also held the sword in his hand, The Jade Sword directly directed Li Jiajia with his head and shoulders.

The first move was probe, he moved very slowly, and the temperament seemed a little insufficient.

Li Jiajia gently swung his sword, directing Li Chengyuan to slash.

“Huh!”

Carrying the battle of Fengqing, Li Jiajian came first, and his eyes saw that he had to slash at Li Chengyuan on the sword body.

Li Chengyuan suddenly turned around, and the tip of the sword suddenly turned below the line.

“Ah?”

Li Jiajia shook himself, relieved to avoid this one sword, the sword in his hand towards the front let loose, turning the slash into something, until Li Chengyuan hearted.

Unable to transform, Li Chengyuan could only take a few steps back, to dodge this sword.

Li Lingjian was like a shadow with a figure, the sword in his hand did not leave Li Chengyuan wanting to harm.

With just one move in the middle, Li Chengyuan immediately became passive.

Regardless, he was unfazed, relying on the flexibility of the dharma and quickly turning moves, reluctantly able to resist.

After a few moves passed, he gradually settled down.

Not only could he neutralize Li Jiajian, he could even attack on a sword.

Although he was still in the lower realm, at least according to the above appearance, he was not so passive.

Mostly he adapted, maybe comfortably.

After all, this was his first time with someone else.

Lin Ruochen on the side looked at it, for Li Chengyuan, there was a first step of judgment.

It can only be properly recited.

Calculating not up is very magical.

Not speaking with her sword Dharma General so, considering that the same Li Lingjian sword Dharma General so, is no small difference.

It seemed that the other set of swordsmanship was indeed the creative Li Chengyuan.

Lin Ruochen now trusted Li Chengyuan.

Only, she didn’t have it because the sword technique was normal, but therefore despised Li Chengyuan.

On the contrary, she was even more appreciative of Li Chengyuan.

Because she knew full well that creating a set of swordsmanship wasn’t easy.

Even if it was normally a set of swords, she knew it was difficult for her to invent.

Especially Li Chengyuan’s ability to improvise, made her wipe her eyes and look.

Every time he encountered danger, Li Chengyuan could always rely on himself to improvise, develop sword moves, and turn danger into an.

This person using a sword on the contrary is very spiritual, a little not rigid.

Lin Ruochen made such an assessment.

Perhaps only this kind of person, the ability to create his own sword a ?

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Lin Ruochen didn’t want to admit it, but in front of him, Li Chengyuan appeared to be no less gifted than her.

Even stronger than her!

Regardless, she could take it upon herself.

That’s the real power!

She was six years old when she started practicing swords, it had been more than twelve years, she had only cultivated until now.

Even if Li Chengyuan is higher, if he wants to reach the eight cultivation levels, at least ten years?

Ten years later she was soon a master, even higher.

Therefore, Lin Yaoyu, although he felt the pressure coming from Li Chengyuan, but also had faith, maybe in the fact of suppressing Li Chengyuan.

What about high endowment?

Who told you to cultivate late?

Lin Ruochen suddenly exuded such a thought, his heart was very good.

Inanimate in the middle, Li Chengyuan and Li Jiajia exchanged dozens of moves.

Li Chengyuan was more than just now.

The more proficient his swordsmanship, the more confident he is, lowering his pen into writing is a wonderful move, each time can turn into an an.

After ten moves, he was able to work with Li Jiajian.

Although he had fallen slightly to the lower level, he did not show the general.

Lin Ruochen was more and more terrified, thinking that this person’s ability was really strong, such an elaborate moment, could he fight with Li Jiajian with difficulty?

If there are many confrontations again, how much?

She was suddenly a little indeterminate to herself, following this momentum, Li Chengyuan really needed ten years of ability to attack the eight cultivators?

Maybe just eight years?

Even six years?

Lin Ruochen thought of this possibility, startled.

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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