I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 100 The Death of Abbas

Everyone was dumbfounded, they had never seen such a childish running posture.Not to mention the Nine Great Immortal Sects, but no martial arts sect in the world has such a stupid running posture. Is this a fight between brats on the street?Send your head to the opponent's sword?
Abbas was completely dumbfounded, and mechanically swung the wooden sword straight at the top of Lu Ziqing's head.No way, they sent it over.

Lu Ziqing clapped his palms together, the boy bowed to Buddha and clamped the wooden sword.

Lu Ziqing let go of his hand, and said strangely: "Huh? Didn't I ask you to exchange for a real sword? Trust me, you really won't die."

Abbas was already confused, he drew out his sword and slashed again. Lu Ziqing clasped his palms together and clamped them again.

Abbas kept chopping, and Lu Ziqing could always catch it with his palms together.

The wooden sword shattered, and I don't know if it was smashed by Abbas's power or by Lu Ziqing's palm.

Lu Ziqing said: "Ah, I'm sorry, so I told you...it's a real sword."

Shocked and angry, Abbas stepped back and pulled out a Qingyun sword.

Senior Sister Xiao Qi was shocked and said, "Abbas, calm down!"

Dugu Bai's behavior was very weird, and Abbas was disturbed by his strange behavior. As a sword cultivator, he was unqualified!

Abbas also immediately realized his confusion, damn Dugu Bai, and made a fool of me again!

Abbas recalled the little things he had practiced so hard these days, and when he gathered his sword heart, a beam of Tianmai sword energy suddenly rose from the blade of Qingyun Sword!
Lu Ziqing trotted again to send the head over.

Abbas slashed out with a sword, and the sword light led Abbas to split the opponent's head in an instant, dragging out the afterimage quickly!For disciple Xiaoyun, any light work is nonsense, the sword will take you flying.

With a snap, the blade of the sword fell into Lu Ziqing's clasped palms, no difference from the first blow with the wooden sword before.

"Beautiful!" Lu Ziqing's saliva sprayed Abbas's face, and the Tianmai sword energy was like a snake caught seven inches.

Abbas had already collapsed, he drew his sword and slashed continuously, Lu Ziqing clasped his hands together to connect.

Abbas' sword cut horizontally, and Lu Ziqing's palm clamped horizontally.

"This sword is so beautiful——!" Lu Ziqing praised without hesitation, but the saliva was too rich, like a big mushroom, constantly washing Abbas' face.

Abbas yelled, "You fought back!"

Only when Lu Ziqing changed his moves, could he find a gap to move.But every time he raised the sword, Lu Ziqing's head would be exposed under the sword in exactly the same way, and he couldn't help but want to chop it off, and put the sword into the opponent's palms, and the cycle continued, as if being controlled by the opponent, the sword energy Can't exert power either.

"Oh, ok, I kick."

Lu Ziqing held the blade high between his palms, spoke weakly, and kicked Abbas' crotch.

Everyone seemed to hear the sound of eggs breaking.

Abbas endured the pain, roared and drew his sword before slashing.

Lu Ziqing clasped his palms together again to clamp the blade, but the action of kicking Abbas' crotch was added.

Abbas was completely insane, and kept slashing forward, the sword was so fast that it dragged out an afterimage.

Lu Ziqing kept catching the sword with his bare hands, but the position of his palm only moved slightly, and the foot that kicked on Abbas' crotch quickly dragged out an afterimage.

Senior Sister Xiao Qi was stunned, Abbas's behavior had completely fallen under the control of the other party, how could this look like a half-level swordsman?
"Stop!" Senior Sister Xiaoqi yelled and rushed towards the two of them. Abbas' sword heart collapsed, he had already lost, don't be ashamed anymore!

With a flash of her figure, Senior Sister Xiao Qi bumped her head against the Primordial Enchantment Barrier, her face was flattened, and the giant blade behind her was thrown high into the air.

"It's really the barrier of grandmist?" Senior sister Xiao Qi couldn't believe it at all. As soon as she stretched out her hand, the giant blade flew back suddenly with a gust of wind.

"I don't believe it! It's absolutely impossible!" Senior Sister Xiao Qi slashed at the barrier with her sword, chanting the sword art in her mouth, "Slashing with a sword in the floating clouds of the world, I will treat the barrier as if it does not exist, break it for me—! "

A beam of sword light soared into the sky from the giant blade, looked up to the sky, and smashed down against the barrier!
All the spectators screamed.

With a buzzing sound, a huge sword flew from the sky, faster than a thunderbolt, blocked Xiao Qi's falling sword light and the barrier, and eliminated Senior Sister Xiao Qi's towering sword energy invisible.

Everything was so fast that everyone couldn't react, and the sword wind raged on the ground, shaking all the people outside the barrier to fly three feet away from the barrier.When I came back to my senses, I only saw a huge sword blade like a boat stuck on the ground.

This sword is not only big, it is bigger than the door panel, and it is very special, the sword is wide and has no front, and the two ends are slightly narrow, like the shape of a small boat.And the middle is slightly concave, really like the hull of a ship, or a spoon the size of a door panel.The sword energy turned into aura, lingering like clouds.If you look carefully, the texture on the sword body seems to have infinite mystery, reflecting the reflection of everyone, as if being sucked into the water.

"Floating Cloud Boat?" Xiao Qi was so frightened that her head was sweating coldly, realizing that she had lost control just now, she hurriedly knelt down on one knee and kowtowed three times, "Elder Sister."

"Little Qi, why are you so nervous?" Lingxiao Fairy Ni Feihong stood proudly barefoot on the top of the sword handle of the Floating Cloud Boat. The green and red auras floated behind her, and the air scales behind her clothes shattered, bypassing the Hongmeng Barrier, showing a Long dragon-like light pattern.

Xiao Qi turned her head and glanced at the barrier of primordial mists. Abbas's sword was still caught in Dugu Bai's hand, but he was already unconscious while holding the hilt of the sword, foaming at the mouth and kneeling on the ground, as if he had exploded to death.

"Pretty!" Lu Ziqing sprayed again in astonishment, not to waste the precious saliva, and washed Abbas' hair.

No way, Ni Feihong's feet are so beautiful!With icy muscles and fine bones, how can ordinary people not feel reverence for these feet?I want to pay homage to it!

Ni Feihong scolded Xiao Qi: "If you cut through the barrier, wouldn't Abbas be saved? What kind of sword are you using! You have no brains!"

Xiao Qi suddenly shrank into a furry ball, and her yellow hair turned up: "I was wrong! But I don't believe this is the Primordial Enchantment!"

Lu Ziqing closed the Hongmeng Barrier, and Abbas, who was foaming at the mouth, instantly returned to the way he was standing in the middle of the mountain path before. He was stunned, and immediately knelt down in front of the floating cloud boat in shame: "Master."

I am ashamed!

It is not terrible to lose one's own face, what is terrible is to lose the face of the master.

Ni Feihong landed gently on the ground, and said to Lu Ziqing: "Do the move just now, do it again!"

The Floating Cloud Boat hummed and flew up, quietly hanging above Lu Ziqing's head, ready to be chopped down.

Lu Ziqing shook his head violently: "No. I don't, I don't! You tell me to do it? Then I will lose face."

Are you kidding me, one sword will kill you, okay?

The Floating Cloud Boat fell with a bang, the fall was not fast, but it rumbled like a millstone.Lu Ziqing urgently raised his palms to clamp the floating cloud boat, and there was a stubborn sound of a big boat squeezing the pier between his palms.

Lu Ziqing's palms made the sound of bone shattering, but the palm wind spread closely along the blade, turning into a pair of huge palm prints more than a foot wide.As the pressure became stronger and stronger, Lu Ziqing's palm gradually swelled up, and his fingers were almost inserted into the blade of the sword.The height of the palm reached its limit, turning the palm into a claw, and the veins on the back of the hand bulged.Fu Yunzhou was pinched with faint finger marks!

The sword wind of Fuyunzhou shook again, and a string of Lu Ziqing's soul shadows were pressed out of the body by the sword energy, turning into thousands of afterimages and lined up one after another, winding and overlapping behind him.

"It's not bad." Ni Feihong closed his sword heart, and his indifferent expression changed extremely richly in an instant, his eyebrows and eyes were like songs, which made people fascinated.

Her sword heart has crushed the other party to the point of breaking his mind and making him unable to think, but this Hongmeng disciple's spiritual consciousness is very tenacious, and he can still maintain an interesting technique, using true energy to build a kind of sword heart trap, which offsets the sword. The buzzing of Qi made it impossible for Jian Xin to land.It's just that once one's own sword heart is fired, this kind of trickery is tantamount to a mantis' arms being used as a cart, and it will break without attack.

What's more interesting is that this guy's primordial spirit was definitely not cultivated in one life, and the soul shadow has been superimposed over many lifetimes, reaching as many as a thousand.However, it is not unusual for him to have the soul imprint bestowed by the ancestor Hongmeng on his body.

The pressure on Fu Yunzhou slowly dissipated, and it flew back to Ni Feihong's side like an obedient puppy.

Lu Zi came back with a clear soul, knelt on the ground and panted desperately, his hands were almost useless.Fairy Ling Xiao didn't even raise her hand, she could crush herself with just one thought.This is Xiaoyun Jianxin's power at a high level, how terrifying.

It took Lu Ziqing a long time to catch his breath, his true energy returned to normal, and his eyes lit up when he lay on the ground.Hey, there are benefits. If you look closely, these feet are really more perfect. They are not dusty, dreamy like the moon in the water, as if they will never be tired by the dust of the world.

Princess Huyang and Zhuo Yuting heaved a sigh of relief, they almost thought something serious was going to happen just now.

Ni Feihong smiled proudly, which was rare, and instantly fascinated all beings.

Everyone's mind went blank due to this smile.If Lu Zishu gave people the feeling of infinite gentleness, then Fairy Ling Xiao's smile was infinitely glamorous, most immortal and most beautiful.Her smile is like her sword, which is usually kept in an indifferent sheath, and when it is unsheathed, everything can be swept away in an instant, making you realize how mediocre and ugly you are.

Ni Feihong turned to Xiaoqi and the others and said, "Come and meet me at the Longyun Pavilion, and I'll tell you something."

She regained her composure, leaned her delicate body back slightly, and the floating cloud boat automatically rested under her body, and the sword energy rolled up and flew away into the sky.

Everyone in Lingxiaoyuan was happy, and they left with Abbas who was in a state of despair.

If you don't leave, you will lose your life.

But we Lingxiao Academy are not afraid of shame, because our swordsmanship instructor is Ni Feihong, the master sister of the Xiaoyun School, who is recognized as the number one swordsman by the younger generation of the nine sects!Beauty comes first!No matter how embarrassing the scene, the elder sister came out and walked around, and the other party all knelt down!
"Too bullying, isn't it?" Lu Ziqing's expression was very sad and indignant. Is the old man Hongmeng dead?What about Lei Yinzi, who is in charge of the school, and Yue Shiyu, the senior sister of our Hongmeng Sect?The old man Tianzun also said that I was his closed disciple, and some disciples were beaten at the gate!

Yue Shiyu was still pensively correcting the paper when he sneezed suddenly.

One of the disciples exclaimed: "Master Immortal, your hair has turned white!"

"Leave me alone, this is the color of winter." Yue Shiyu pinched his forehead and stared at the paper without raising his head. He had just corrected to "72 Ways to Die in a Madness No. 30 Solution to Four Deaths" , Yue Shiyu suddenly yelled frantically, "Why is this okay?! I didn't teach it! I didn't teach it! I didn't teach it!"

A group of Hongmeng disciples huddled in the corner and peeked: "It's over, go find the master quickly, it seems that Master Yuxian was driven crazy by Senior Brother Dugu Bai."

Yue Shiyu's shouts echoed in Tianhong Hall.

"Who will teach me—!"

(End of this chapter)