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"Who are you talking about, General Jingyuan."

Yan Qing said lightly, "However, yes or no, it doesn't make sense to you now." If you want to ask, you can ask inside the black prison.

"Standing here and asking me, you don't have to."

Yan Qing raised the sword in his hand

, although he was young, Yan Qing's sword qi revealed a killing aura that should not belong to this age.

The blade squinted lightly and waved the broken blade in his hand.

Boom!

The sonorous sound of the sword continued to sound, and the blade with a broken sword in his hand constantly resisted the attack of Yanqing's six swords.

The blade wrist flipped, lightly picked a sword, Yan Qing did not know how the blade posture exerted force, and saw his sword blocked.

Even if Yan Qing accidentally had one or two swords that could touch the blade, leaving blood marks on the opponent's body, the blade did not care at all.

Blood flowed out, and along with the increase in the wounds on the other party's body, Yanqing could clearly feel that his attack was becoming more and more difficult.

"It's so weird..." "

The heavier the injury, the stronger the strength, what kind of physique is this..."

Yanqing was alert in her heart.

And there is another point, Ling Yanqing cares.

That is, since Yanqing's attack began until now, the blade has been idly fending off his attack.

But never took the initiative to attack.

What does that mean?

Yanqing's brows locked

, but this doubt, for Yanqing, would only turn into a more violent attack.

Royal sword, imperial sword.

Yanqing has never been close to the blade, always keeping a distance from the other party.

Because Yanqing still has some numbers for his physical fitness.

Although because of the superposition of the two special identities of Yun Qiao and the disciple of the general, he has been constantly exercising since he was a child, and his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and even surpasses those Xianzhou people who are tens or hundreds of years older than him.

But he's just a kid now.

In hand-to-hand combat, not only fighting skills, but also fighting strength, is too unfavorable for Yanqing.

However, just as Yan Qing was about to continue using the long-range imperial sword to dissipate the tempting blade, a dark red figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"Are you ready?" The sound of the blade was in Yanqing's ears, like a ghost.

Yanqing's pupils contracted suddenly!

The long sword in his hand swung suddenly, turning into a stream of light and slashing backwards!

The blade did not back down, just stood there, and let the sword slash into his face.

A huge wound was cut from the bridge of the nose, and blood flowed.

The corner of his mouth showed a weird smile.

"Then it's up to me..." With

that, the blade swung the sword in his hand towards Yanqing for the first time!

This sword, Yan Qing could not dodge, could only block.

And it wasn't until he completely collided with blade against sword that Yanqing discovered how big the gap was between him and the other party.

Yanqing's several years of combat experience taught him that he could not fight, at least not hard.

Otherwise....

Yan Qing's mind flashed those cloud riders who died in battle.

He tried to use his sword to pull his body apart, but the blade kept clinging to him, making him unable to get out.

Feeling the continuous approach of the blade, the sweat on Yanqing's head broke out.

Is it me catching him now? Or is he coming to get me?

Hunters and prey are never absolute, the strong is the hunter, and the weak is the prey.

As a hunter, being cornered by your prey is basically the end is decided.

Yanqing seemed to have fallen into a dead end.

But....

Yanqing's eyes sank.

If you want to break the game, it is not impossible.

With a light sword blade, the piercing sword sound resounded in the sky, and

Yan Qing drew his sword.

The sword shadow fell from the firmament and cut through the sky.

The blade glanced at the sword qi in the sky, and withdrew his gaze after only one glance, disdainful.

It's the same sword move as just now.

The same killing move is used twice in one battle....

If it weren't for the fact that this trick is very useful, then this person is exhausted.

The blade was originally going to block this blow casually, but when the sword qi approached the blade's body, he instantly felt the difference between this sword and the one just now.

Got stronger?

The blade was stunned, and then, then there was no then.

The sword pierced through his chest.

Yan Qing looked at the pierced blade and gasped: "I never felt that there was a real immortal body. The general said that your immortality is just a curse. Since it is a curse, there is a way to break it.

"I don't believe that your immortality is a rebirth without conditions and at a cost."

This sword was at least two or three times stronger than the one that had just blocked the blade.

If the previous sword is the sword move that Yanqing learned from the mirror.

Then this sword is a move that Yan Qing sublimated after watching Jing Yuan swing the sword.

With a sword down, even if it is Jing Yuan in front of Yanqing at the moment, Yanqing has the confidence to seriously hurt the other party.

Of course, there is a premise, that is, it is necessary to hit Jingyuan.

Blade watched as the sword qi that penetrated his chest gradually dissipated, and he was slightly surprised. Feeling his wounds, the expression on his face was first stunned, and then slowly turned calm.

In this sword... He tasted a bit of his sword intent.

Yan Qing, on the other hand, just fought with him for a moment.

He fused part of his sword intent into his own moves, and there was not even any mistake.

Is he really a genius?

Yanqing is really a genius.

The blade's hand caressed his wound, and Yanqing on the side did not rashly draw his sword and chase after the victory.

I don't know why, the two kept a strange silence.

"This sword of yours is very similar to her, and it is also very strong, and it can even hurt me..."

"But you only have this sword."

The blade slowly drew his sword, and his hoarse voice was like a dead person crawling out of the Nine Ghosts.

In Yan Qing's shocked gaze, the injuries on the blade's body recovered at an extremely fast speed, and the blood still existed all over his body, but he couldn't see the fatal wound just now.

The red light in the blade's eyes was terrifying.

"Congratulations, guessed right. That's right, my immortality is not absolute, it can be lifted.

"But you can't do it."

"Compared to her, you, are far behind."

The fragmented sword was thrown out suddenly, and the blood on his wrist flew wantonly. The sword qi and blood seemed to outline a picture of sharp qi in the sky!

Just a sword.

Heaven and earth were rendered red, and Yanqing's blood surged up, and a mouthful of blood suffocated.

Blade looked indifferent.

Although Yanqing can move the mirror flow, it is not the mirror flow after all, and the blade will not kill him.

He knew that Yan Qing had an almost demon talent for learning, and if this battle did not kill him, next time, he might have to suffer a loss at his hands.

But Blade doesn't do that.

Because there are only three people who want revenge, he will not kill anyone unless it gets in the way or makes him look bad.

He wants revenge

, one is the mirror flow, the second is Danheng, and the

third is the blade.

......

Yan Qing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, supported it with her hands, and stood up from the ground with difficulty and slowly.

Next time....

If there is a next time, be sure to arrest him!

A trace of determination flashed in Yan Qing's eyes.

This time when I go back, I have to apply to the general, and I won't be on a mission recently.

After being defeated by the blade, Yanqing felt that he had completely recognized the reality and did not need to be polished anymore.

If the heart is polished again, it will not be a problem of the magic grinding not smoothing out, Yan Qing is almost dented.

What he has to do now is to concentrate on swordsmanship and comprehend everything he has obtained in the past few days as soon as possible.

If it is someone else who wants to quickly comprehend the fighting art of the three people of Mirror Flow, Jing Yuan, and Blade and merge them into one, then they can laugh at him mercilessly.

No need to be merciful.

But if it's Yanqing....

Then

, when I laughed, I could not appear the name ( )

Just when Yan Qing was standing wildly in his heart and cheering himself up, a golden figure suddenly appeared behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

Yanqing looked back and saw a familiar face.

Checkmate!

Seeing the sudden appearance of Jing Yuan, Yanqing was slightly at a loss, and he hurriedly cleaned up the blood stains on his body.

"General...? Why are you here?

Jing Yuan didn't speak, just patted Yanqing's shoulder and felt Yanqing's injury.

He sighed.

It hurt badly....

However, in the face of the blade, this injury does not seem to be so serious.

Yan Qing felt a warm energy pouring into his body from Jing Yuan in the first game, repairing his injuries.

"General, you can also heal?" The physical strength and injuries gradually recovered, and Yanqing was a little surprised.

Imaginary energy is not omnipotent, and it can even be said to be of little use.

Only by following the corresponding path of destiny will the effect of imaginary energy gradually appear.

And Jing Yuan, obviously can't be a rich fate, and naturally can't use a rich healing technique...

"Oh, I have a friend who is better at this." Jing Yuan smiled and said, "This is what I borrowed from him." His imaginary energy level is relatively high, and he can lend some to others, similar to emergency medicine kits.

"By the way, Yanqing, I brought you something to eat, do you want to taste it?"

Food?

Yanqing had just experienced a big battle, and at the moment he was extremely hungry, feeling that he could eat anything.

He desperately needed energy.

But if it's a dish made by a general....

Yan Qing's eyes avoided

, that was still unnecessary.

After all, the general's dishes!

The generals of the Lei department cook and understand everything.

Those who smell are sad, those who eat mutate.

Yan Qing looked at the lunch box brought over by Yuan in the face and was embarrassed.

......

At this moment, in the grove next to the martial arts arena,

"Have you placed that little apprentice of yours?"

Jing Yuan took a sip of tea with a casual face: "Well, I went through two more tricks with him, and then helped him talk about some of the points of Tanhua Sheng."

"That external imaginary energy, I left it for you, okay?" Jiang Fu's expression was indifferent.

"It's okay, Yanqing's injury is quite serious, and it can be treated relatively completely with your energy."

Yanqing said with a smile.

Jiang Fu sighed lightly:

"When you want to use it, you will stop cooking."

Although there is really no one who can force Jing Yuan to use the Divine Monarch now, and then stop him.

"Yan Qing's injury doesn't need you to use that external imaginary energy at all. Jing Yuan, do you just want to pretend to be forced in front of your apprentice? "

External imaginary energy, but not so easy to make.

Jing Yuan said it was easy, but creating this imaginary energy required the help of a light cone, and it generally took two or three days to make one.

And he said that he would only give Jing Yuan one.

As a result, he actually snapped his backhand directly to Yanqing and used it.

"Is it obvious?"

"It's very obvious."

Jiang Fu sighed.