Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 15 Killing with a Sword
The mountains and forests in the early morning are not completely silent.

The leaves are rustling in the breeze; the early birds are already chirping.

The morning sun shone through the branches and leaves, and the stream gurgled over the mountains and mountains.

The bonfire that had been maintained overnight was still alive, but thick ash had piled up beneath the flames.

It dispels the coldness of night and morning for the king carp lying curled up on the side.

"Well……"

With a soft hum, Wang Li's tender little face wrinkled slightly.

Qing Chi, who closed his eyes and meditated, immediately opened his eyes and looked over.

Wang Li slowly opened his slightly heavy eyelids, and after a moment of bewilderment, he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

When the flames flickered, he tightened his clothes.

Qing Chi smiled and asked: "How is it?"

Wang Li smiled wryly: "The disciple is fine, please help Master add more firewood to continue the fire."

Qingchi shook his head, "The poor monk is asking you, is it difficult?"

Everything about the sword art quickly floated up in Wang Li's mind. After sleeping all night, he had already absorbed the information that Qing Chi had specially sorted out and condensed.

"Disaster!"

The tone and demeanor are very positive.

Qingchi laughed loudly: "Haha, even a natural born Buddha like you finds it difficult, but the poor monk is a little relieved."

The bitterness on Wang Li's face remained undiminished.

In terms of the process, this sword art is actually not difficult. Its main process is only three steps, and the small steps and details covered in each step are not complicated.

But if we delve into the content and cooperate with the experience and insights Qingchi gave him, then we can only say one thing:
Untimely!

What Qing Chi said earlier is correct, the sword formula is indeed very ancient.

The conditions that are so old that it needs have almost become "impossible" in the current world.

However, Qing Chi was the same as Jing Yuan before, he didn't really complete what he said.

In addition to the requirements of objective conditions, the requirements for talent in sword art are not low.

"Lotus at Every Step", as a skill capable of deriving supernatural powers, is far from the sword formula in terms of talent requirements.

Perhaps, the talent it needs has reached the same level as "enlightenment from the scriptures".

Thinking about it this way, it was suddenly understandable why Qing Chi would be willing to hand over the sword formula to him to inherit.

Wang Li thought for a while, and said, "Master, this sword art..."

"Wait a minute!" Qingchi suddenly interrupted, standing beside him and said: "The poor monk has given you everything about the sword formula, in other words, what the poor monk knows about the 'sword formula', you know now You don’t know, and the poor monk doesn’t know either. Therefore, no matter if you have any questions about the sword formula, don’t ask the poor monk again, it will only be a waste of time.”

Wang Li opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.

He didn't say anything like communication can inspire more inspiration.

Because Qingchi's attitude has already shown that he doesn't want to talk too much about the sword art.

So, the two tidied up and continued on their way.

In the following time, Wang Li directly forgot about the sword art, because his current state was not enough to support him to practice the sword art.

Well, every aspect of this sword art reveals its antiquity, and those in the physical training state are not qualified to practice at all.

Probably when it appeared, the first realm of cultivation between heaven and earth was not the current "body forging realm".So even if the successors later added their own comments and adjustments to the sword formula, they couldn't find a way to start practicing it in advance in the body training environment.

But growing lotus every step of the way must continue.

During the operation of this technique, he continued to exercise and transform his body, almost bringing new changes to his physique every day.

The two walked out of the virgin forest-like Bailong Mountains, and there were traces of human activities such as deliberately opened mountain roads, extinguished fires, cloth strips hanging on tree branches, and so on.

But whether it was intentional or not, Qing Chi never let Wang Li meet a third person on the way.

Various animals often appear as food for king carps.

Qingchi doesn't need to spend time and energy hunting, he can always bring in a fresh animal carcass with a wave of his hand when he needs it.

ten days later.

Wang Li finally saw a building in the mountains.

Dilapidated and barren, overgrown with weeds.

Most of the wall collapsed, only a few crumbling stone bricks remained.

At the door, Qingchi glanced around, then turned and stepped into the dense wild grass.

He waved his hand to push away the grass, and Wang Li saw a stone tablet that had been tightly covered before.

On the top is a word "Lan".

So he blurted out almost without thinking: "Lanruo Temple?"

Qingchi was taken aback, and pushed aside the thatch below.

"Uh...it's Lanyun Temple, where did Lanruo Temple come from?"

Wang Li shrugged, with a slightly disappointed expression.

The undead knight didn't think about it at all, he just wanted to increase his knowledge.

Qingchi straightened up, looked at the ruined temple and sighed, this is probably the biggest expression he can make as a monk now.

Because he immediately turned his head and smiled at Wang Li, repeating the old saying: "The poor monk said that this world is a sea of ​​suffering."

As if to confirm his point of view, Wang Li immediately heard a scream and a few curses.

As soon as his ears moved, he understood after a while, and then looked up at the inner hall, which was broken but still had the overall framework.

Qingchi took the lead and stepped across the stone pile mixed with weeds on the ground.

Wang Li paused for a moment before following.

This scene and bridge are too familiar.

In the ruined temple at this time, there should be a woman surrounded by a group of bad guys.

In martial arts, this is mostly a conspiracy to lure righteous heroes into a trap.

In Journey to the West, it was the weak woman disguised as a monster who took the initiative to end, just to lure and arrest Tang Sanzang.

Wang Li had reason to suspect that the current Qingchi deliberately wanted to be that monk Tang, but the main purpose was to make him a hero.

Stepping over the collapsed wall and through the weed-spreading vestibule, the two saw the scene inside the ruined temple.

It seems to be different from Wang Li's guess.

It's just that not far in front of the woman, there was an extra weak man curled up with his head in his arms, who was being punched and kicked by a thin man holding a knife, howling.

The woman was blocked by a burly man with a big knife on his back, and could only cry and cry with tears.

Wang Li swears that he is not a cold-blooded person, but he still couldn't help curling his lips after seeing this scene.

A weak man, and an even weaker and more delicate woman, in this dilapidated temple in the barren mountains, Wang Li wanted to ask: What exactly do you want? !

Qing Chi and Wang Li were soon discovered.

The woman was the first to see them approaching, and ignored Wang Li, and couldn't wait to call out to the old monk Qingchi: "Master! Help!"

Hearing the sound, the burly man and the thin man on the side turned their heads to look at them at the same time.

Both of them had fierce expressions on their faces.

The strong man shouted directly: "Where did you come from, the wild monk! Get away from grandpa!"

The thin man followed: "That's right! Get out of here, and look again, I'll poke your eyes out!"

The woman was afraid that Qingchi would leave, so she begged quickly: "Master, please be merciful and save my husband!"

Qing Chi was neither angry nor angry, but looked back at Wang Li with a smile.

"How to do?"

Hearing this, the strong man, the skinny man and the woman all set their eyes on Wang Li at the same time.

Wang Li didn't think twice, just walked past Qingchi and walked into the temple.

Seeing this, the thin man looked at the strong man, saw him nodding, immediately gave a strange laugh, turned his head, and charged towards Wang Li with a knife.

The sharp point of the knife directly pierced Wang Li's heart.

When the two were about to meet, Wang Li shifted his body and narrowly avoided the opponent's long knife.From this, he suddenly stood beside the thin man, and saw the surprised face of the other.

With a sudden lift of his left hand, the hilt of the sword was raised high, and it hit the opponent's throat heavily.

Hearing a crisp sound, the thin man's eyes suddenly popped out, and the long knife fell. He covered his neck with his hands but couldn't make a sound, and then he lay down on the ground and twitched.

Seeing this, the strong man cursed angrily and pushed down the crying woman.He turned his hand and pulled out the big knife on his back, took a big step, and slashed horizontally with the knife in both hands, obviously intending to cut off Wang Li's head with one knife.

Facing the strong man's sudden outburst of evil spirit and killing intent, and the thick-backed sword that had been swiftly slashed, Wang Li's demeanor did not fluctuate at all, his eyes were clearer and quieter like an ancient well, so calm that he didn't look like a person who was not taller than the other party chest child.

【Concentration】【Focus】.

The former allows him to calmly face the current situation, while the latter allows him to concentrate on analysis and make quick choices.

Instead of retreating, he stepped on the twitching thin man on the ground, his figure jumped slightly, and rushed forward.

Wang Li's approaching speed was actually faster than the opponent's movement of swinging the knife!
The body-forging environment, while removing impurities in the body, has all-round improvements in physique, strength, and speed.

The strong man swings the knife, not only concentrating all his strength, but also stretching his arms straight forward. This is because he wants to directly slash and kill Wang Li across the distance at the fastest speed. Hidden neglect and contempt for Wang Li.

How much threat can a child in fine clothes and fair face be with a sword?This kind of child, the strong man doesn't know how many times he has tied up!In the eyes of the strong man, the thin man who was counterattacked was just a waste who could only bully the weak.

In this way, when Wang Li approached him at a faster speed, the blade he swung vigorously could not pose a direct threat.

Clang!
The sound of the sword suddenly broke, and the blue light burst out one after another!
The green-glowing sword blade and Wang Li slashed across the opponent's side together, as light as a feather and as swift as the wind.

Wang Li fell to the ground quietly, and the unsheathed Qingshuang Sword groaned faintly.

At the neck of the strong man, a silk thread quickly spread from the throat to the back of the ears, and then a hideous crack burst open, and the bright red blood in the artery quickly overflowed, forming a large red curtain, covering his neck and half of his neck in a blink of an eye. The clothes are completely dyed red!
Since you have already wielded your sword, why bother killing people!
(End of this chapter)