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Chapter 107 Battle Song Que

"Ding!"

A crisp sound instantly spread over the Song Family Mountain City, causing many members of the [Song Clan] to look up at the sky. Unfortunately, apart from the white clouds and the scorching sun, there was only a blue sky.

Li Qinglian, the avatar Li Qinglian who was fighting against Song Que's "Heavenly Sword Intent" with her own "Tidal Sword Intent" and Song Que's "Heavenly Sword Intent" in the sky just now, has landed on the ground at this time.

In front of the two centrally opened courtyard doors, the clone Li Qinglian looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest.

Scanning the bridge corridor behind him and the stone pavilion in the distance, the clone Li Qinglian stepped across the courtyard gate.

The first thing that caught the eye was a locust tree in the center of the courtyard that was more than ten feet tall.At the end of the courtyard beyond the locust trees is a magnificent five-bay wooden building.The magnificent locust trees are towering into the sky, covering the buildings and courtyards like umbrellas. Under the sunshine, the green shade is everywhere.It is integrated with the main building and sets off each other into staggered and towering shapes, forming a poetic picture.

Ever since time travel, whether due to the influence of Wuhun's bloodline or not, Lin Yi (including his clone) has been very interested in various plants.At this time, seeing such a dense, vigorous and tall locust tree, Lin Yi felt very refreshed. He walked slowly around the locust tree, and from time to time, he used his hands to stroke the rough bark of the tree, feeling the locust tree. vitality.

"With such a height and crown width, it can be said to be more than a thousand years old. If it were in a world like Liaozhai, with just this thousand-year-old locust tree, I don't know if this Songjia mountain city will become the next 'Lanruo Temple'~ "

I was thinking about all these things in my mind, and after admiring them enough, I slowly climbed up the white stone steps of the building with the words "Modao Hall" engraved on the plaque under the increasingly sharp breath.

In the huge space of Mo Dao Hall, a man stood in the center of the hall with his back to the door. He didn't see any weapons on his body. His body was as straight as a javelin. He was wearing a blue robe that hung down to the ground. He stood as majestic as a mountain. His black hair was tied with a red scarf on his head. Tie up into a bun, put your hands behind your back, you can't even see the outline of the facial features, but already have an arrogant and arrogant air, looking down on the world.

There are more than a dozen precious knives of different shapes hanging on the walls on both sides. On the other side of the door, there is a stalagmite-shaped, dark and smooth boulder, which is as high as a person's body. Adding another indescribable meaning.

Facing this world at this time, there are people who are among the top three in talent and talent, and are known as the most outstanding people in the world. The imposing posture with his back to the door, the clone Li Qinglian, actually feels no sense of disobedience.

Although he didn't care about the opponent's sword pressure, he was not willing to follow the opponent's rhythm.

The clone Li Qinglian seemed to have a breeze blowing on her face. She ignored the opponent's suppressed sword intent before a volcano erupted. She walked to the left wall without feeling any pressure and looked at the many precious swords hanging above.
He praised: "These knives are great!"

In a word, Song Que directly disrupted the home court momentum created by Song Que. He felt that Li Qinglian was showing signs of turning against customers. Song Que, who was well versed in the art of war, did not continue to make a concave shape. He turned around like a whirlwind, looked at his clone Li Qinglian, and said coldly: "You're late!"

"Uh." Hearing this, he thought it was because he was studying the plants in someone else's courtyard outside. The clone Li Qinglian said somewhat impressively: "I'm sorry, I just saw the locust tree in your courtyard and I felt happy."

"No!" Song Que's eyes flashed coldly and he interrupted: "You are at least two years late."

"Two years?" The clone Li Qinglian was a little stunned and at the same time looked at the 'Heavenly Sword' Song Que who turned around.

It was a handsome face without any blemishes. Under the thick and clear eyebrows, there was a pair of shining gem-like eyes with high spirits. The broad forehead showed wisdom beyond ordinary people. A melancholy expression that can impress anyone, but also makes people feel that the emotion is deep and elusive.

Song Que had frost on his temples, but he didn't look old at all. Instead, he added to him the aristocratic air of a high-ranking family, the demeanor of a Confucian scholar.It is also daunting and unattainable.Combined with his well-proportioned and graceful body shape and Yuanting Yuezhi's figure, he indeed has the intoxicating demeanor of an incomparable top master.

It can be said that this is the first time that Lin Yi (Li Qinglian) has seen an existence that is comparable to him in appearance, except for his true body and the two lotus clones.

You must know that the martial arts in the world of Douluo have the ability to affect the appearance of the subject. The martial spirits of bears and apes become stronger (Zhao Wuji, clone Lu Sheng), and the martial arts of flowers and plants, foxes, birds and birds. The appearance of the soul is like a beautiful face (A Yin, Hu Liena, Shui Binger)

Even after Tang San awakened the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor in the original work, it was as if the actor had been changed.

To exaggerate the words, Hu Liena: This is Huang Bo (Martial Soul Competition) turning into Huang Xiaoming (Killing City)!
And I have been consciously practicing and eating nutritiously since I was a child.After awakening the martial soul, he practiced the internal boxing which has the effect of shaping the body. In the later period, after nourishing the internal energy and reaching the "skin training" stage of human immortal martial arts, the skin of the whole body is as tough as fine steel, as soft as brocade, and as white as jade.

It can be said that in the long-term relationship, Liu Erlong and Xue Fei, two big sisters who can hold three or five gold bricks, become closer to Lin Yi. This face definitely plays a big role!

Song Que's eyes shined like the brightest starlight in the dark night sky, and he met the clone like a sharp arrow. Li Qinglian's eyes were a little startled, but his flawless face was still calm, and he said coldly: "Not bad! Before! You integrated the [Wagang Village] and the [Jianghuai Army] into the [Daqian Army]. I once proposed, 'take Luoyang, and the [Song Clan] will fully assist you, and Lingnan and Bashu will be equal.'"

"Wait!" The clone Li Qinglian quickly interrupted Song Que's words.

"Master Song, you have recognized the wrong person!"

Feeling a little ashamed in his heart, he thought to himself: "I almost thought that Song Que found out about the clone~"

"Huh?" Song Que raised his thick eyebrows, releasing the sword intent he had previously pressed in his body and integrating it with the aura in the 'Knife Grinding Hall', shrouding the clone Li Qinglian with a coercion like a small world.

Immediately, the sword lotus that automatically appeared around the clone Li Qinglian's body was separated at the first touch.

Song Que withdrew his sword intention and recalled the mountain stone that was sent to him by the subordinates. It was said to be left by Lin Yi, the 'Qing Emperor', outside the Great Wall. It contained the remnants of the sword intention. He frowned and looked at the clone Li Qinglian and said: "Such a sword intention, you are not the one." 'Qing Emperor' Lin Yi, who else could he be?"

"No! This is" Song Que said, looking at the outfit of the clone Li Qinglian, focusing on a two-fist-sized white jade gourd on his waist, thinking of the descriptions of outstanding figures collected by [Song Clan] in the world in the past two years.

"Are you Li Qinglian, the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal'?"

"Not bad!" The clone Li Qinglian nodded, took off the white jade gourd from her waist, took a sip of the enhanced version of 'Xuanbing Jade Fire Wine', and responded.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the whetstone enshrined at the end of the hall like a god. After searching through more than a dozen names carved on the stone, he suddenly discovered that the three characters "Li Qinglian" carved on the stone were only slightly lower than the highest "Lin Yi". place, I couldn’t help but feel happy.

He thought secretly: "This can also be said to be the celebrity list of the Tang Dynasty, Song Que's 'whetstone'~"

Song Que didn't know the inner drama of his clone Li Qinglian, and without any embarrassment of admitting the wrong person, he exposed the previous mistake and said calmly:

"I wonder what the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' is here for? You must know that [Duzunbao] Xie Hui, who was defeated by your sword in Bashu three years ago, is my brother and a close friend of life and death!"

As he spoke, his aura was restrained, but it always gave people the impression that he would launch an earth-shattering attack at the next moment.

The clone Li Qinglian touched her nose and felt a little awkward about what she was going to say next. She sighed inwardly that she was not thick-skinned enough. After praising her own character, she decisively said:

"Master Song, I am here to discuss an alliance with your noble clan on behalf of [Da Qian Army] Commander Lin Yi."

"Oh?" Song Que looked up at the beams of the roof, and said calmly: "I don't know that 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' is actually a member of [Da Qianjun], but Song is ignorant."

His eyes fell on the clone Li Qinglian's face again, and he snorted coldly: "I just don't know why the 'Qing Emperor' Lin Yi didn't come over in person. Does he think that I, a little [Song Clan], can't help him?"

"Of course not." The clone Li Qinglian quickly waved her hands and said
"Hmph!" Song Que snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "What? In three years, Luoyang, which was close at hand and within easy reach of the [Da Qian Army]'s military strength, did not attack. Instead, it successively captured Lin Shihong and Li Zi in the distance. Tong and Xiao Mian, do they dislike the appearance of Song Que's daughter Pu Liu, who cannot catch the eye of Lin Yi, the 'Qing Emperor', or he feels that the [Da Qian Army] is now strong enough to take a dominant position in forming an alliance. ?”

Speaking of this, it would be a bit out of morality and force to talk about other things

"My military commander naturally intends to marry the noble lady Song Er, but whether she will take the throne of the harem will be discussed later." The clone, Li Qinglian, said straightforwardly:

"As for what the Lord of the Valve said, the dominant position when forming an alliance is good! This is what I [Da Ganjun] consider!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Song Que looked up to the sky and laughed, and then shouted: "In that case, I want to weigh the sword of the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' as the envoy first. Is it sharp? Please!"

Immediately, Song Que reached out to the wall and pressed his hand. There was a "clang" sound, and one of the knives made a sound as if it came alive, and jumped out of the sheath. It was no different from pulling out the knife by the handle.

Song Que grabbed hold of it through the void again, and the thick-backed sword seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope, falling into the grasp of his left hand stretched out horizontally.

The moment the thick-backed sword fell into Song Que's hands, Song Que's person and the sword became an indivisible and integrated whole. It was a strong and profound feeling, subtle and hard to describe.

Song Que's eyes shot out divine light at the same time, covering the avatar Li Qinglian.If this were anyone else in the 'Datang World', even the last few of the 'Eight Masters of the Demon Sect', they would feel that no part of their body could be hidden from this master who is known as the best swordsman in the world. Observation, being seen through, is like being naked, exposed to the cold wind and snow.

However, the clone Li Qinglian's sword lotus, which was full of stress, directly blocked Song Que's energy three feet in front of him~
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

The moment Song Que wielded the sword, a wall of invisible but tangible sword energy, centered on Song Que, rushed towards the clone Li Qinglian, like a copper wall and an iron wall, directly colliding with the sword lotus sword energy outside his body.

The clone, Li Qinglian, said calmly: "In that case, I would like to ask the master to taste the half of the "Qinglian Sword Codex" that I created!"

Hearing this, Song Que took a step forward. The huge momentum was like a strong wind emerging from the sky and the earth. With his firm and powerful steps, he carried the bone-chilling sword energy and rolled towards the clone Li Qinglian.

"Chong"!
The avatar Li Qinglian made a move with his right hand, and the martial spirit "Qinglian Sword" was held in the palm of his hand to meet him.Song Que's thick-backed sword was seen coming through the air, and various wonderful phenomena appeared. It kept changing in the space of about two feet, and every change was so clear and clear, as if his thoughts were written out with a knife.

The clone Li Qinglian's Green Lotus Sword made numerous sword shadows, turned against the guest, struck out suddenly, and showered Song Que overwhelmingly, which was also full of power.

The changes in the Green Lotus Sword in the hands of the clone Li Qinglian are subtle, making people unpredictable, and they are extremely capable of carving.

Song Que shouted "Okay", his sharp eyes lit up, but his handsome face did not contain the slightest emotion, anger, sorrow or joy. He sharply moved the thick-backed sword in his hand forward, changing it nine times, the blade and the clone Li Qinglian's Qinglian Sword The sword tips met.

"choke"!
After a test strike, Song Que's blade touched the ground, and he said solemnly with fighting spirit boiling: "You are worthy of the name of 'Qinglian Sword Immortal', what a "Qinglian Sword Codex"! Come again!"

Then, Song Que took a step forward and made a "pop" sound. The entire knife sharpening hall seemed to shake. Following his footsteps, the knife was cut horizontally. There was no ingenious change, but it seemed to be able to break the clone. All changes in Li Qinglian's sword skills.The clone, Li Qinglian, felt that Song Que's seemingly ordinary sword was as clever as it was clumsy, and could turn decay into magic. Judging from the current level of swordsmanship, there was no other way except blocking.

"Zheng"!
The clone, Li Qinglian, swung her vertical sword downwards and directly clashed with Song Que's slashed sword.

The two of them suddenly reunited, and in the blink of an eye, their swords exchanged more than ten times.Only the sound of strong wind could be heard in the grinding hall.

If someone were watching the battle, each of Song Que's swords seemed to be simple and sincere. However, there were ever-changing changes happening between the swords and the swords, making it impossible for people to grasp their whereabouts.The clone Li Qinglian's swordsmanship is like a horse flying in the sky, an antelope hangs its horns, and there is no trace to follow. It sees great magic in the ordinary, and the small strokes are freehand. The magic in it is no less than the "Heavenly Sword" opposite.

After more than 300 blows with Song Que, whether it was light or heavy, speed or speed, which could be attacked from any angle, from the perspective of sword skills and swordsmanship alone, the two of them could be said to be matched against each other, and would meet a good talent.

Unfortunately, the clone Li Qinglian sensed at this time that Song Que's inner energy was almost exhausted and could not be replenished.

At that time, while Song Que still had a little strength left, he suddenly turned around and swiped at the opponent's long sword with the thick-backed saber in his hand.

"when"!
This move was so wonderful that just when he was spinning, Song Que used the power of the spiral to miraculously escape from the range enveloped by the sharp wind of the clone Li Qinglian's sword, and then threw himself at the place where Li Qinglian's sword was at its strongest, where the clone... Li Qinglian was forced to give him a blow.When it goes out and in, the sword technique is like a horse flying in the sky, leaving no trace.

In just a split second, Song Que struck out at the clone Li Qinglian from three different angles without any gaps in between.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Swords clash.

Song Que grunted, and even brought a knife to the clone Li Qinglian's Qinglian Sword, which made him stagger and fall back three steps, but it also blocked the clone Li Qinglian's rear move.

As for the clone Li Qinglian, she was very considerate and took three steps back like Song Que.

Song Que smiled and said, "Happy! Happy! I've never been so happy before."

Seeing that Song Que's face had lost its rosy color, his avatar Li Qinglian pointed his sword at the top three masters in this world. He did not take advantage of the opportunity to pursue him. He smiled calmly and said: "The changes in the master's sword are exquisite and the sword's intention is pure. It's a pity. I'm still half sluggish, and coupled with my natural strength, it's hard to win with force~"

There was some helplessness in his heart: "I have already reduced a lot of my strength, and the sharpness of the Qinglian Sword's martial spirit has also been controlled by me. Otherwise, with full physical strength, not to mention cutting your sword with one sword, I can also cut you off." You cut it like vegetables. With nearly 50 kilograms of strength, are you kidding me?"

"Ha!" Song Que's expression returned to normal. It was only at this moment that the blood boiling in his body and his sore and numb arms finally recovered. He shook his head and said, "Winning is victory, and defeat is defeat! Song is not a person who cannot afford to lose. !”

Seeing that Song Que was interested in continuing the conversation, the clone Li Qinglian was satisfied with the outcome of the previous fight.

Sure enough, only when you have big fists will others be willing to sit down and listen to your reasoning~
(End of this chapter)