On the Starry Sky Railway, people drew their swords billions of times

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Yan Qing closed his eyes, and had simulated countless times in his mind how painful the next scene would be.

But the imagined severe pain never came.

Yan Qing opened his eyes in confusion, and Zhong Qiu's handsome figure was now blocking all attacks in front of him.

"Brother Zhongqiu?"

Seeing this scene, Yan Qing couldn't help but be moved, and his words were choked with sobs.

As expected, Brother Zhongqiu is the best.

The imagined severe pain did not happen. At this moment, Yan Qing felt like he had escaped from the hands of the King of Hell. He was completely relieved, and his gratitude to Zhongqiu was hard to suppress..............

"Hehe, are you scared? It's okay, Brother Zhongqiu is here!

Seeing Yanqing's relieved look, Zhongqiu smiled and gently comforted him.

"Uh-huh...Brother Zhongqiu is so nice!"

Yanqing nodded repeatedly, showing a sunny smile that warmed people's hearts.

Zhongqiu swore that this was not intentional to establish a warm and tall image of a big brother in Yanqing's heart.

Even he himself did not expect it.

After this sword was stabbed out, it was so fierce. Once it completely locked the enemy, it would never stop until it hit the target.

Even he could only use the Qinghong Sword to withstand this wave of sword light.

It was just a pity for the Qinghong Sword. It was already trembling with fear, and it had to withstand the sword energy it emitted by itself.

Fortunately, Zhongqiu took care of its thoughts and did not expect to kill Yanqing, so this sword only used two or three percent of its strength.

Otherwise, this sword move alone would not only be enough to seriously injure Yanqing, but also completely destroy the Qinghong Sword.............

"Whoosh--Whoosh--Whoosh------"

Yanqing had someone to resist and barely escaped, but the other guards suffered.

Just now, when Zhongqiu blocked the sword light with his sword, the strong shock wave destroyed all the materials on the scene.

Except for Jingyuan and Qingdun behind him, they were able to stand firmly in place without any damage.

The other guards were hit by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and their bodies flew backwards until they hit the courtyard wall, and then they stopped.

"What a powerful sword move! Awesome!......It's really amazing!"

When the smoke and dust faded, Jing Yuan could no longer suppress his inner ecstasy, and clapped his hands vigorously in praise.

Even if the battle just now destroyed everything in the backyard, even if it would cost an extremely high price to restore these scenes, even if this sword almost destroyed his favorite pine tree, it didn't matter. What was important was that Jing Yuan saw two rising stars in the battle just now.

Especially Zhongqiu's sword, which made him see the momentum of the former [Luofu] sword head.

The kind of sword momentum that stabbed with a sword, even if there were thousands of people, I would go forward.

He reached out and touched the pine tree that was scarred by the sword energy, and his words were full of memories and emotions.

"I haven't seen such spirit for a long, long time......."............

"What is the name of this sword?"

Jing Yuan looked up at Zhong Qiu, and his usual lazy and sunny smile returned.

Yan Qing also stared at Zhong Qiu, eager to know the name of the sword just now.

""Fairy from the sky!"

Zhongqiu put the Qinghong sword back into the scabbard and uttered the name of the sword technique in a neutral tone, looking particularly chic.

In the backyard of Shen Ce Mansion, a sword came from the east, and a fairy from the sky flew.

All the witnesses had such a picture in their minds without exception.

It was not that they had a low level of education and could only think of such a description, but such a picture was deeply memorable, and no matter how many words there were, they could not describe it as deeply as these eight simple words.

"Fairy from the sky? What a good sword move! What a good name!"

Jing Yuan applauded. Such a fierce sword move, coupled with such a beautiful name, is really elegant.............

"General, I lost......."

Yan Qing lowered his head, walked in front of Jing Yuan, and said with shame.

Even though he knew that Brother Zhong Qiu was strong, even though he knew that his own strength was not strong enough, even though he knew that there was always someone better, and only by continuous actual combat practice could he achieve higher attainments in swordsmanship.

But he still couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart, and still couldn't suppress the feeling of disappointment brought about by his competitive spirit but failure.

"Haha, do you know that there are always people better than you?

Seeing Yan Qing like this, Jing Yuan not only did not comfort him, but laughed and joked.

"General, I...knew......"

Being teased by Jing Yuan like this, Yan Qing felt even more depressed and buried his head deeper.

"It's good to know, Yanqing, you still have a long way to go. It's not a good thing to be too sharp, especially for you!"

Jing Yuan touched his head and taught him softly.............

Over the past three years, as Yan Qing's skills have become more and more sophisticated, he has become a rare warrior on the [Luofu] Xianzhou.

Jing Yuan's heart is not only not too excited, but also more and more worried.

Too hard is easy to break, too sharp is damaged.

A real sword needs not only a sharp blade, but also a scabbard to restrain the blade.

In Jing Yuan's view, Yan Qing's growth rate is too fast, so fast that it is somewhat beyond his expectations.

Then, for Yan Qing, what is needed is no longer a brilliant sword move or a powerful mental method.

Instead, it is the experience of restraining and using power.

In the past three years, Jing Yuan has been trying to find opportunities and find ways to restrain Yan Qing's edge, trying to give him a test of failure, but he is worried that it will destroy his pride and break Yan Qing's confidence in growth.

This problem has always been a stone trapped in Jing Yuan's heart, and it is difficult to solve.

Today, Zhong Qiu's sword actually helped Jing Yuan a lot.

For Yan Qing, Zhong Qiu is a strong and caring big brother, and Zhong Qiu's strength is also strong enough.

Yan Qing's loss to him would not ruin his character, but would also give him the test of failure that he must go through on the road to growth. It was simply too appropriate.............

"But...General, shouldn't a swordsman pursue the strongest path?"

Yan Qing didn't understand the truth in Jing Yuan's words, and asked with confusion. His comrades often used various words to entrust him with tasks that did not belong to him. The careful Yan Qing could always feel the ridicule hidden in the other's expression, but he never understood it.

Hearing Yan Qing's question, Jing Yuan fell silent for a long time.

He didn't know how to explain the mysteries of the human heart to Yan Qing.

These, it seems, can only be taught by time.............