Biography of the Immortals

Yan Xi has never gambled before, but his swordsmanship is so good that he has already surpassed the unity of nature and man in the meaning of martial arts, and has entered a concept similar to the realm in western magic.

Within ten meters of the whole body, every detail is visible, within a hundred meters, the spiritual response is like this, within a thousand meters, there is a sense of movement, ten thousand meters... This is beyond the scope.

Jianxiu's flying sword is so fast that it cannot be caught with the naked eye at all, but can only be sensed with the air.

A sword cultivator at the level of sword energy can only sense tens of meters, while a sword cultivator at the level of controlling a sword can extend beyond a hundred steps, and can sense within hundreds of meters.

Like Yan Xi, who has already stepped into the level of the unity of body and sword, with himself as the center of the circle, within a radius of several thousand meters, he can produce inductions, so that he can control the flying sword and make a counterattack when there is danger.

For Yan Xi, cheating at the gambling table is not enough. If someone else is forcing him to pay him, all the cover-ups are meaningless.

After winning a few games in a row, Yan Xi heard the old man who looked like Uncle Benshan spitting out fluent American curse words.What fuakek, onofbi... and so on, anyway, only listening to the accent, Yan Xi can be sure that this old man is not a respectable old artist.

Yan Xi took the chips, did not continue to gamble, got up and left the table, thinking to himself: "This old man's cultivation is not as good as mine."

Yan Xi could sense that the old man, who was very similar to Uncle Benshan, had done some tricks, but the techniques were rough, and it was enough to deceive ordinary people, but he couldn't hide it from his transparent sword heart.

He just heard from Chu Hanlu that he had seen such an old man kill people, and there was no conflict of interest between the two parties, so he didn't want to do anything.

Yan Xi just walked out a few steps, when he heard the old man say coolly: "If you win the money, you will leave. You are not a real man. Let's continue to gamble."

Yan Xi responded with a middle finger.

Fuck the real man.

This is his voice.

The old man was also irritable, and he kicked the gaming table away. The solid wood gaming table weighing several hundred kilograms flew over the heads of all the gamblers and rolled towards Yan Xi.

Yan Xi slapped his backhand and took advantage of the situation to remove the strength of the gambling table. He was both internal and external, lifting weights as if they were light, and his posture was unusually chic.

The old man pressed his nostrils and exhaled a cloud of smoke. This wonderful sword skill was familiar to Yan Xi, it was the Wanxiang Light Smoke Sword.

He copied a Xuanye sword, used it as a dagger, and swung it with his backhand, bursting the smoke.The old man was like an ape, closely following the cigarette sword energy, he had already bullied Yan Xi, opened his mouth and spit out another smoke sword, and at the same time, his hands turned into seven or eight arms, using a set of wonderful boxing techniques.

In an instant, the two sides exchanged seventy or eighty moves.

Although Yan Xi didn't practice much, he knew the mystery of the Wanxiang Light Mist Sword, the advantages and disadvantages of this sword technique, and all kinds of flaws, and he often made targeted counterattacks.

This old man has rich experience in close combat, his boxing techniques combined with Wanxiang's light smoke and sword aura, and his moves are dangerous within a square inch. An ordinary swordsman may be caught off guard when encountering such an enemy in a small room, even the flying sword may not be able to make a move in time , Just drink and hate on the spot.

Both sides have their own strengths.

Yan Xi handed out his sword, and the old man pointed his finger at the tip of Xuan Yejian's sword. The two people's true energy was shaken, and they fought dozens of times in an instant, and each took a step back. …

Although the flying sword was sharp, but the old man's technique was ingenious, a little smoke from the finger sword thwarted the sword's edge, and he retreated completely without injury.

It was only then that Yan Xi noticed that this uncle, who resembled an old artist in Benshan and spoke pure American English, was shrouded in a layer of faint smoke. Every gesture covered his body with smoke, converging on his fingertips and toes. Even if you encounter a flying sword, it will only dissipate the aura of the smoke sword, but will not be injured.

This method is so wonderful.

However, Yan Xi also felt that this method was...ordinary.

The fight between the two sides in the casino had already alarmed Sun Zhaoyan. He didn't dare to come to the scene, and went directly into the monitoring room. Watching the two people fighting on the screen, he felt a chill down his back.

Sun Zhaoyan secretly said: "If I went directly, I'm afraid I would have been killed."

"It's not surprising that Yanjian Zhao Qianshan has such powerful means! How did Yan Xi become so good?"

Sun Zhaoyan is considered a peripheral member, not a formal member, and does not know the details of Yan Xi

My heart was extremely shocked.

Yan Xi held the Xuanye sword, hesitating a little, if he resorted to the means and used the sword to confront the enemy, this old man is by no means an opponent, there are completely two levels with flying sword and without flying sword.

But the shot is about to expose his true ability.

He could also see that this old man, who resembled Uncle Benshan, had swordsmanship all from martial arts, with strong traces of mortal martial arts.

This kind of too mundane swordsmanship has great flaws, and when encountering serious swordsmen, they often fail miserably.

The old man suddenly bowed his body and retreated seven or eight meters like flowing water. He smiled and said, "Little bastard has some tricks. I am in a good mood today, so I don't care about you."

He said to the waiter next to him: "Put the chips away for me."

Just walk away like that.

The competition between Yan Xi and Yan Jian Zhao Qianshan looked like a martial artist's contest, but it was actually a swordsman's method, except for the two, no one could understand it.

Seeing that the old man was gone, Yan Xi put away the Xuanye sword. Although the opponent's attack exploded, he had no killing intent, and it was not worthwhile for him to rush forward and end it.

Yan Xi also said to the messenger: "Help me collect the chips and store them in the casino." He didn't bother to exchange the chips, and was about to leave the casino when he saw Sun Zhaoyan coming in a hurry, sweat dripping down his face.

Seeing Yan Xi, Sun Zhaoyan hurriedly said: "The one just now is Yanjian Zhao Qianshan, a senior member of the [-] Kingdoms Alliance of Extraordinary People, who has a bad temper. Don't worry about it, Mr. Yan. On behalf of the casino, I will compensate you one hundred yuan." Ten thousand chips, can you stop thinking about it?"

Yan Xi smiled and said, "Give Sun Ge some face."

Sun Zhaoyan felt a little relieved immediately, said a few words with Yan Xi, and left in a hurry to appease the other one.As the director of the casino, he comforted the guests, and even the most important thing. After all, this is a cash pool of the Librarian Union, and the feelings of the guests are particularly important.

As for the casino, someone had already gone to appease them. Instead of being angry, many gamblers felt very excited and continued to throw themselves into the gaming table happily.

Yan Jian Zhao Qianshan returned to his room. He has rented a presidential suite in this stronghold all year round. He seemed very calm, but his hands were trembling uncontrollably. Blood was gradually oozing from his arms, drop by drop. on the carpet in the room.

Zhao Qianshan was startled and horrified, and said to himself: "Where did such a strong man from the world law world come from? The Librarian Union should only have four world law worlds, and there is no such person!"