Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 19 The three city lords are out to work.

"Three city lords, why did you come here?"

Qi Lin swallowed the blood in his throat, smiled, and complained to Sikong Changfeng who stood in front of him.

"Accident, accident!"

Sikong Changfeng laughed and laughed and said, "I originally wanted to see your strength, but who would have thought that Mr. Zhaiyue would use his sword to deal with you."

To put it simply, Sikong Changfeng played off again.

"But don't worry, with me now, no one can hurt you."

Qi Lin didn't answer, but just healed silently.

He pulled up two wind farms in a row, his true energy was exhausted,

The sword intent was shattered by Zhai Yuejun's saber again,
The limbs and bones looked normal on the surface, but they also suffered a lot of hidden injuries.

Therefore, he put the whirlwind sword back into the sword box, pressed his hand on the box, closed his eyes and rested his mind, the pure heaven and earth vitality flowed into Qi Lin's body like a clear spring in the mountain, and turned into seven strands of true energy, each entering a vein, repairing looking at his wounded body.

"eccentric!"

Sikong Changfeng sensed the direction of the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and his face was strange, but he didn't say anything, and looked at Mr. Zhaiyue first.

"Brother Zhaiyue, don't come here without any harm!" Sikong Changfeng saluted first and then soldiers, clasping his fists in salute.

"Three city lords, I didn't expect that when we meet again, it will be the kingdom of Khotan." Mr. Zhaiyue still looked so cold, but he silently put the black straight knife behind his back.

Sikong Changfeng smiled, waved his sleeves and said: "Xueyue City has always been hospitable, brother Jieyue is a sword fairy, if you are willing to come over, I will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you."

Ji Feng is implied in these words, Xueyue City welcomes the Sword Immortal Zaiyue Jun, not Nanjue Prince Shao Fu Zaiyue Jun.

"Prince, we should go!"

We are all smart people. Nanjue and his party originally sneaked into Beili without reason. Now that they have been caught, they should leave as soon as possible.

"I didn't catch Wuxin, and I didn't catch that Qi Lin, so my trip was in vain?"

Ao Yu didn't care about the agreement between him and Xiao Yu at all, he was the crown prince, and he would definitely be the next emperor of Nanjue.

What kind of thing is Xiao Yu? He wasn't sure of his position in the first place, not to mention, now that guy Xiao Chuhe has appeared, the probability of his position is even smaller.

Ao Yu changed from supporting Xiao Yu to making trouble for Bei Li.

But the only reason he was still so angry was because he didn't get what he wanted.

"Master Zhaiyuejun, can you beat this Spear Fairy?" Ao Yu's eyes flashed dangerously.

Mr. Zhaiyue looked at this disciple and prince who was highly talented in all aspects but was too free-wheeling, and said helplessly: "Sikong Changfeng and I will fight regardless of the outcome, but at that time I will be powerless to protect you."

Ao Yu squinted her eyes, looking at Sikong Changfeng standing alone in front of the city gate with a gun, and soon moved her eyes to Qi Lin, who was recovering from his injuries with his eyes closed.

Finally he said: "Since this is the case, forget it! Let's go."

Ao Yu felt regret in her heart, it was a regret that her greed had not been satisfied.

As the crown prince, Ao Yu has only experienced such defeat once in Xiao Chuhe.

He lost a city that time, but he didn't feel much.

Xiao Chuhe, the first genius in Beili, entered the Happy Heaven Realm at the age of 17, and he is the undisputed next generation emperor of Beili.

Losing to such a person is not considered humiliating Ao Yu.

But what is Qi Lin?
He is a black householder who doesn't even have a household registration.

He is a dignified prince, how could he be reconciled if he didn't get what he wanted from such a commoner?

"Hehehe, I must take this guy back to Nanjue, tie him to the court, and let all the officials reward him."

With a frightening smile, Ao Yu said those words and turned to leave.

Zhai Yuejun shook his fists at Sikong Changfeng, and then disappeared.

"Won't the three city lords keep this Prince Nanjue?"

Qi Lin opened his eyes, and he listened to the conversation just now.

"He is the crown prince of Nanjue. If he is captured, Nanjue will definitely send an army to invade."

Sikong Changfeng shook his head, "At that time, Xueyue City will bear the brunt of the impact. I have enough things to do now, and I don't have the heart to go to war anymore."

Sikong Changfeng quickly shook his head when he thought of the scene where there were many troops in Xueyue City.He is not a lunatic, of course he will not start a war lightly.

"When Han Yi said that you have practiced seven kinds of swordsmanship, I still had my doubts. Looking at it now, it really is so, you are not afraid of driving yourself crazy."

Sikong Changfeng turned the topic to Qi Lin: "And it's not that easy to transform the seven sword qi in your body right away?"

Qi Lin shook his head slowly. He hid the seven kinds of true energy in different veins. Every time he wanted the true energy to flow through his body quickly, he needed the help of the seven swords.

As for the seven kendos, according to Sword Master Changhong, in fact, the seven swords and the seven qi can also be combined into one. As long as you step into the Great Bright Sword Realm, these are no longer a problem.

But Qi Lin hasn't figured out the truth of the seven swords, so he doesn't want to talk about it with others.

"Three city lords, thank you for saving us today, and Rong Qilin will repay you in the future!"

Qi Lin clasped his fist, but Nanjue's people blocked him back, so he should go to Wuxin.

"Minghou, Yueji, come with me!"

After all, Qi Lin held the whirlwind sword, leaped forward, stepped on the limelight, and flew away in the air like a fairy.

"What a strange young man!" Sikong Changfeng sighed while stroking his beard, and then chased after him.

If today's matter is to be resolved satisfactorily, he, the three city lords of Xueyue City, is still indispensable.

No matter what you say, the prestige of the leader of the Jianghu in Xueyue City is there.

……

In the wilderness of Dafanyin Temple, Wangyou walked away with a smile after releasing the last trace of Yuanshen.

Wuxin let go of her knots and was ready to face all this alone.

At this time, Xiao Se and Lei Wujie stood up, walked out of Dafanyin Temple through the back door with him, and bumped into people from Jiulong Temple directly.

The verbal confrontation between the two sides was useless, and finally they used their fists to speak.

Wuxin has already helped the bewitched Dajue lose his skills at the cost of his own skills.

Then people from Wushuang City came, and a group of seriously injured people had no power to fight back against Wushuang who was manipulating the Wushuang sword box.

"Looks like I came just in time!"

Qi Lin arrived at this time, and he waved the Whirlwind Sword, causing the wind to wrinkle and sweep around, causing the air to be chaotic and disorderly.

Those flying swords that were flying wantonly suddenly wobbled like a drunkard, and could no longer maintain the original straight trajectory.

"how can that be?"

Wushuang, who was originally relaxed and comfortable, was shocked suddenly. He felt that his true energy was still on the sword, but he couldn't let the flying sword hit the target.

When Qi Lin landed, he didn't explain what ballistics and aerodynamics are to this child whose talent points are all focused on practicing swords.

"Are you all right?"

Apart from Wuxin, Xiao Se and Lei Wujie, Tang Lian, Sikong Qianluo and Wuchan were present.

"It's okay." Lei Wujie jumped up first. Although he was seriously injured, he still asked with a smile, "Brother Qi, where have you been?"

"A bunch of Nanjue people came from outside the city, so I went to deal with it."

Qi Lin added with a smirk: "And I also met the three city masters."

Everyone was overjoyed, of course the only one of the three city lords that could be mentioned at this time was Sikong Changfeng of Xueyue City.

"Are you that Qi Lin from Beauty Village?"

Qi Lin's whirlwind sword energy dissipated, Wushuang took back the flying sword, and jumped up in surprise.

"I've wanted to ask you for a sword for a long time, let's fight!"

"I just had a fight with someone, and I have no strength!"

Qi Lin's words are half true and half false, but he is actually lazy.

Seeing that Wushuang still persisted, Qi Lin hurriedly shouted: "Three city lords, come out quickly, this matter should be over."

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