The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 2950 What is the real sword technique
"This is my ability. If you have the ability, you are the same as me!" Lu Qingqing was not ashamed, but said with some pride.

Feng Ling ridiculed: "Like a jumping clown!"

"What did you say!" Lu Qingqing suddenly jumped three feet high like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and her face turned red with anger at the words of the wind chime. She said angrily, "Say it again!"

Feng Ling glanced at her and said disdainfully, "Jumping clown!"

"Ahhhh, I'm going to kill you!" After speaking, Lu Qingqing flung her teeth and claws at the wind chime.

The wind chime flashed past and snorted coldly: "Afraid you won't succeed?"

Then, she rushed towards Lu Qingqing again.

The few remaining disciples looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What's the matter? Over there, the big brother and others are still fighting, but here they are fighting each other. Isn't it a joke?" Some disciples said dissatisfied.

"Let's say a few words less, they are not something we can afford."

The two girls fought again, and our side is almost coming to an end.

Seeing Zhou Liqun's dozens of sword qi rushing, I stood with my hands behind my back. With the arrival of the sword qi, my clothes swayed slightly, but my expression was still indifferent.

What Zhou Liqun said before seemed very imposing, but only Zhou Liqun, me, and Fu Junbao knew that he was not confident.

Just like what Fu Junbao thought, if he had enough strength, why would he use his best swordsmanship and low-grade spiritual weapon at the beginning?
"Is this also called Jian Jue?" Seeing the howling sword energy, as if it was about to pierce my eyes, I smiled lightly and said, "It's an insult to the word Jian Jue!"

Zhou Liqun's face changed. Even though he knew that my strength was not low, and he was not sure of winning, he was more afraid of me, but my words still made him extremely angry.

I know that he is an extremely proud cultivator. He is almost crazy about the study of swords. He likes swords and sword tactics, because he thinks that swords are a gentleman and symbolize his temperament.From the time he started as a cultivator until now, all the instruments he used were swords.

From the low-grade magic weapon at the beginning to the top-grade middle-grade and then to the top-grade, and then to the current low-grade spiritual weapon, one sword after another was replaced, and finally, it became a three-color sword.

The obsession with swords and sword tactics is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Zhou Liqun is also known as a genius of swordsmanship. He has always been contemptuous of the word genius, but for geniuses of swordsmanship, he will choose to accept it. Of course.

Being belittled by me made him extremely angry.

He said coldly, "You know what..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned, because in the blink of an eye, I stretched out a palm of his dozens of sword qi, and gently held them in the air, and then I saw, The proud sword energy instantly disappeared completely as if it was caught in my hand.

Immediately afterwards, he felt his body tremble, and then saw that his low-grade spiritual weapon, the sword, fell into my hand.

"What do you want!" Zhou Liqun was furious, "That is my spirit sword!"

As soon as I flicked the sword, the three colors of the sword flowed, and then I said lightly: "Let me see, what is the real sword art."

Zhou Liqun was taken aback for a moment, then he saw my hand move slightly.

The rain of swords all over the sky was like a heavy rain pouring down, and the golden light flowed. The rain of swords seemed to be poured with gold, shining with dazzling streamer light.

Hundreds of paths, densely packed, each path seems to have divinity, exuding a palpitating atmosphere, just like the end of the world, in the wide sky, there is only the endless sword rain.

Zhou Liqun's face was pale, and he stood there, as if he had been frightened, motionless, with fear in his eyes, and there was only the endless forest of swords in his eyes.

"Elder brother!" A disciple exclaimed, as if to remind him, "Hurry up!"

But Zhou Liqun remained motionless, as if cut off from the world.

A look of joy flashed in Fu Junbao's eyes. Zhou Liqun was pressing on it like a big mountain, which made him almost unable to breathe.Although he is the second largest true disciple of the head of the Zhengyang Sect, in fact he and Zhou Liqun are almost on the same side.

Zhou Liqun, who has already mastered part of the punishment, has the same status as an elder and has many privileges.He could kick an inner disciple out of the mountain gate at will. Even Fu Junbao, as his second junior, would be kicked out if he offended Zhou Liqun. This was one of the reasons why he was afraid of Zhou Liqun.

In addition, Zhou Liqun's reputation was too great. In the Zhengyangmen, almost only Zhou Liqun was known, but Fu Junbao was not aware that he was also the head disciple, a genius disciple. However, his genius seemed much mediocre in front of Zhou Liqun.Even his master would often compare him with Zhou Liqun when teaching him. It was fine at first, but as time passed, he became more and more disgusted with Zhou Liqun.He also knew that he was far inferior to Zhou Liqun in terms of strength and influence, so he felt hatred in his heart and buried it deeply.

If I killed Zhou Liqun, I would be helping him directly, so he really wanted to see me kill Zhou Liqun.

In Zhou Liqun's world, the sky is full, only the endless rain of swords, and the golden sword aura is as real as it is.

Seen from far and near, as well as in the air, the sword rain is connected one by one. Seen from a distance, it looks like a mountain pillar that goes straight to the sky.

When everything disappeared, Zhou Liqun stood there in a daze, unable to move for a long time.

Fu Junbao looked expectantly, but soon, he was disappointed, because although Zhou Liqun didn't move, he could still feel that his body was still alive, which meant that he was not dead.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Fu Junbao gritted his teeth, thinking unwillingly.

The style of painting changed so quickly that those disciples didn't even realize it. When they did, everything was over, and the rain of swords that filled the sky had all disappeared.

"Brother?"

"Big Brother!"

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Zhou Liqun took a long time to realize, turned around, stared at me blankly and said.

"No swordsmanship." I said lightly.

When the spirit sword returned to his hand, Zhou Liqun moved his body, looked at me with a complicated expression, and said, "It's nothing, but it has countless changes. Your accomplishments in the way of swords are far beyond my imagination. I'm not you!" opponent."

Yuan Wenkang sneered: "Isn't this obvious? My young master, if you wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago."

(End of this chapter)