I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

A sword seal with cold light appeared in front of Lu Ziqing, blocking Han Zhengxue's swords and making his swords seem to be stuck together and unable to be withdrawn. The people next to him finally saw clearly that the blood on both swords had been frozen, as if they had lost their vitality and no longer obeyed their master's orders.

Han Zhengxue gritted her teeth and pulled hard, and the two swords shattered like ice flakes. Han Zhengxue suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, feeling chilled from head to toe, and screamed: "My precious sword!"

Lu Ziqing shook his head and sighed: "Didn't you forge this blood sword seal yourself?"

The Feihua Sword instantly drew a thin mark on Han Zhengxue's body. Han Zhengxue ran away quickly, only to see that the tiny silver sword had already formed a sword mark similar to his sword body. In an instant, the blood in his body disappeared from his body. The small wound spurted out and rushed towards the opponent's sword mark, turning the sword mark into blood red.

Han Zhengxue suddenly turned pale and shaky due to heavy bleeding.

"Give it back to you." Lu Ziqing retreated slightly and struck Han Zhengxue with his sword seal. The blood turned into a rainbow, and under the control of the sword energy, it poured back into Han Zhengxue's body from the small wound. But Han Zhengxue couldn't bear it for a while. She fell to the ground bleeding and kept twitching.

His friends' faces were all bleeding, and they had to quickly heal his wounds, push his blood flow, and try to save his life.

Lu Ziqing reminded: "If I were you, I would send him to the Silk Pavilion quickly to save his life. It happens to be on sale today."

A few people shed their blood and hurriedly lifted Han Zhengxue up to the nearby Si Pa Pavilion.

The scene was filled with horror. Lu Ziqing had already defeated several people in a row without even using a serious sword. Everyone immediately understood that except for Huang Chao who could fight Lu Ziqing, there was no way anyone else could beat him. However, Huang Chao's face was ashen, but he remained seated there without taking any action. Everyone also understood Huang Chao's difficulties. Even though they were filled with indignation at this time, there was nothing they could do.

The old man next to him sighed: "Is what Mr. Lu is holding in his hand a Flying Flower Sword?"

Lu Ziqing nodded: "Exactly."

Finally an eye-opener!

"Then Mr. Lu must be a true disciple of the Xiaoyun Sect." The old man respectfully handed over his hand three times in a row, "With the Flying Flower Sword of Sword Immortal Pei Xian in hand, he is naturally worthy of the old man's three bows."

To be able to hold the Flying Flower Sword, one must be a very powerful true disciple of the Xiaoyun Sect.

Someone misunderstood the old man's meaning and shouted to Lu Ziqing: "It turns out that you just relied on magic weapons to win!"

Lu Ziqing sighed, shook his head and said, "That's why I say that everyone here is rubbish!" Then he looked at the old man and said, "You are the only exception."

He put away the Feihua Sword, raised the scabbard, and showed a series of sword marks left by the immortal master on the scabbard: "You all take good care of it, remember my scabbard!" The scabbard shook, and a long river flowed like a river. The sword energy suddenly swept across the entire field, but it was not overbearing at all, but flowed past everyone like a long stream of water. Immediately, the sword energy turned into koi fish, swimming with the water among the crowd, and the entire teahouse was filled with sword energy.

Huang Chao raised his hand to protect the door in front of him. Everyone in Tianzangmen was also shocked. They immediately jumped out of the window and rolled down. Almost everyone in the teahouse was struggling with the sword energy. Only then did they realize that the trickle just now had turned into a flood and flooded the entire place.

"Take my sword from Hai Tian!"

Following Lu Ziqing's drink, there was a roar in the teahouse, and countless koi carps poured out of the doors and windows of the teahouse following the water's light. The surging sword energy made it look like there was a big explosion in the teahouse. Almost everyone staggered around and even bumped against tables, chairs and benches. Some experts had already noticed that something was wrong, but it was too late to escape. Under their full resistance, they felt like they were being immersed in the sea water, vibrating with the surging undercurrents and the crashing of big waves. Even though they could keep themselves safe, they still couldn't. There is no way to compete with it, and going with the flow is the only option.

Lu Ziqing proudly held up the scabbard and looked at the staggering crowd. Unexpectedly, besides those who jumped out, there were still many good players in the field. After all, although he only used the scabbard for this sword, his sword intention was not the same at all. It was his peak sword intention, which was no worse than any sword master. Because he wanted to slap Huang Chao in the face in public, he also used eight points of sword energy. There were still six or seven people in the field who could struggle out under this sword, staggering but not falling. Among the Fanxiu sect, this was already This is the realm of a master. Those who jumped out of the window and escaped immediately from the beginning had more experience in the world of martial arts and must have good cultivation.

Huang Chao gritted his teeth and put down his sleeves. The sword energy smashed his sleeves to pieces, exposing his arms, which showed that the body protection spell he used with all his strength could not completely block Lu Ziqing's offensive. And the disciples around him who he originally wanted to protect were all swept away by the sword energy and rolled all over the ground, and several of them had their heads bruised and bloody.

All the gang leaders looked at Lu Ziqing in horror. The disciples of Xiaoyun Sect are really cruel!

Only the old man just now was okay at all, because he saluted. With such a powerful sword, you can actually choose the target to hit in the crowd. This kind of sword technique immediately shocked many people who practiced swordsmanship. This meant that Lu Ziqing didn't want to kill anyone, otherwise it wouldn't be impossible to kill them all with the sword just now.

The old man was horrified and said: "Why are you targeting us, Mr. Lu? You would rather associate with the dragon tribe and the natives than with the Zhou people like us? Are you not a Zhou person, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Ziqing shouted: "Don't speak on behalf of Zhou people! Can you represent it? The court? Jianghu? Common people? White people? Underworld? Even if there are 30,000 Zhou people here, how many percent can you represent? They are here to work. , just work hard! You are here to level up, so just kill monsters! If you don’t do the task well, it will cause chaos! Each one needs to be dealt with!"

Then Lu Ziqing pointed at Huang Chao with his scabbard, and said: "If I were you, be more honest. You have no chance of being a county magistrate. Poor Lin, Suzaku, I'm covering it all!"

Huang Chao's eyes were blazing, he forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said angrily: "It's a pity that I want to try it."

At this time, the two little girls outside came back and shouted vaguely: "Wow, there are so many koi fish, they are so beautiful! That big brother must still be inside..."

Lu Ziqing smiled slightly, and tapped Huang Chao with the tip of his sword. His murderous intent suddenly broke out, making Huang Chao blink his eyelids, and immediately waved his hand in front of him, and used the body protection spell again. However, Lu Ziqing flew away with his sword in a swish, and the eyes of everyone approaching the scene were blurry.