Who is fighting

The atmosphere on the entire third floor suddenly fell silent, a little depressing. .

At the table just now, Liang Qiufeng and Sun Zhengfei used a square inch of land as a ring, and tea as a lure, you come and go, constantly fighting each other.

This kind of confrontation is very different from the usual fighting between warriors, and it looks quiet.However, this is also the characteristic of the break-through three-level tea party. If the level-breaker and the gate-keeper confront each other and fight without any scruples, then it is not called a tea party, and it misses the purpose.

Wendou, there are rules of Wendou.In fact, from another perspective, it is more difficult.In addition to their own cultivation base, they also pay attention to skills, and often skills are more important than cultivation bases.

Perhaps this was deliberately done by the government, which is more beneficial to the passers-by, and it is a kind of fairness to find a balance.

Liang Qiufeng went all the way through the checkpoints and up the stairs, it was not thrilling to say the least, the first checkpoint was won by cleverness, it was considered as cleverness; Secret technique, win at a huge price.

Then came the third level.

Surprisingly, Liang Qiufeng did not show any signs of decline, as if he was not affected by the secret technique, he remained calm and lively.

This is contrary to common sense.

The guerrilla general was astonished and couldn't figure it out: So, the explosive power that Liang Qiufeng displayed in the second pass was not caused by the forbidden technique at all?

If it is not a forbidden technique, why does it have such amazing power?

Unsolved mysteries, new ones are coming.

While snatching the tea, Liang Qiufeng snapped his finger, not knowing whether it was the fingering or the sword technique, but he took the second cup of tea from Sun Zhengfei's eyes and drank it leisurely.

"How much box-pressing kung fu is hidden in this kid's body that hasn't been used?"

This question surfaced on everyone present.Looking at Liang Qiufeng with different eyes.

If Liang Qiufeng drank the first cup of tea, Sun Zhengfei didn't care, but the second cup of tea was drunk, it was a big blow.

"The unpredictable finger, if I cast it again, I am not sure how to stop it, what should I do?"

He was inexplicably flustered.

Liang Qiufeng smiled: "Mr. Sun, please pour the third cup of tea."

Sun Zhengfei stared at him steadfastly, as if he wanted to see through and dig out the hidden secret.

"Please pour tea!"

Liang Qiufeng spoke again.

"Humph!"

Sun Zhengfei snorted coldly, feeling that his aura was being suppressed by a brat, and he lost his face. He held back his intentions, picked up the teapot, and poured the third cup of tea.

The tea is quiet and full of a cup.

This is the last cup.

The tea was placed on the table quietly, only the curling heat rose.

When the other party poured the tea, Liang Qiufeng, who had been urging him before, remained motionless, sitting upright with burning eyes, looking at Sun Zhengfei.

This look is a bit penetrating.

If it was the beginning, when Liang Qiufeng looked at him like this, he would have dismissed him, thinking that the boy was just bluffing and putting on a show.But after the previous two cups of tea, especially after the ghostly fingering, all perceptions changed immediately.

On the contrary, he felt that Liang Qiufeng was confident and would deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Don't forget, Liang Qiufeng hasn't really used his sword yet.

Many Nanling sects have already found out the information about Zhongnan Village, and they are sure that they are definitely from the authentic sword cultivator.

But for all sword cultivators, most of their cultivation bases are on a single sword.It's just that what Liang Qiufeng showed today subverted his cognition.

So, if the sword is drawn, what kind of amazing landscape will it be?

The two sat like this, you looked at me, I looked at you, and watched for a while, but no one moved, and the atmosphere seemed extremely weird.

The bystanders also remained calm and silent.Some people slandered in their hearts: Liang Qiufeng's breaking through the three levels must have been deliberately set in advance, and the way to break through each level is different.It can be seen from this that this kid is not only trying to break through the barrier, but also has an element of standing up.

Before the sect was established, the prestige was established first.

Then when the Zhongnan Sword Sect was established, the other sects did not dare to act rashly and acted recklessly.

But, in Shenzhou, in Nanling, is Wei so easy to stand?The tea party passed the test smoothly, but just stepped into the threshold, and there is a long way to go.

A sect, even if it's just a low-level sect, but if you think that relying on a few guys with a low level of energy can make the door stand tall and stand tall, it's just a dream.

Suddenly, there was a strange air flow upstairs, as if some magic weapon was born, stirring up the air to become sharp.It is very uncomfortable to brush on people's body like a light on the back.

Everyone showed shock, looked sideways, and landed on Liang Qiufeng.To be precise, it fell on the saber at his waist.

The sword of hurting feelings is plain and ordinary, let alone sheathed?The sheath was made by Yaoyao, the workmanship is excellent and meticulous, but the materials used are relatively ordinary.

However, at this moment, there was a thumping sword force emanating from this simple sword.

The sword is in the sheath, it's not coming out, but it's gathering momentum first.

A real great swordsman, that sword is by no means drawn out at the sight of anyone.Most of the people who used swords frequently were low-level sword fighters, who looked mighty, but were actually superficial.

The sword is empty and invisible.But upstairs are all fighters at the Qi Dao level, and they can feel it immediately. Some people even subconsciously arch their waists, instinctively making a defensive posture.

Sun Zhengfei, who was sitting opposite Liang Qiufeng, was even more as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his eyes were piercing, without blinking, he was staring at Liang Qiufeng's hand holding the sword, to see when he would draw the sword.

Liang Qiufeng smiled suddenly, and looked brilliant in the oppressive upstairs: "I'm going to use my sword."

He actually said such a sentence.

To show aboveboard?

Or, intentionally misleading and confusing?

Sun Zhengfei gulped his saliva, only felt that his palms began to sweat, holding back his discomfort, and said, "Just come out, what are you talking about."

Although he was talking, he didn't relax at all, for fear that Liang Qiufeng would launch an attack.This guy is young, but he is more cunning than the old Jianghu.

laugh!

Liang Qiufeng drew his sword out of its sheath, with a flash of sharpness.

Take out the sword and stab straight.

Point sword style!

Sun Zhengfei's eyes were wide open, and his expression was full of despair.He suddenly discovered that even if Liang Qiufeng greeted him before he drew the sword, even if he knew he was using the sword, it still didn't help.Such a short distance, such a swift and fierce sword style, there is no way to block it except for retreating.

The sword is shrouded, and it is indomitable.

Sun Zhengfei retreated violently, in such a hurry that he knocked a table behind him to pieces, how could he care about it?He clearly felt that if he stepped back a bit, he might die by the sword.

With one sword strike, the dust settles.

Sun Zhengfei retreated a few feet away, and Liang Qiufeng was the only one sitting at the original table.The sword was put away, and Jianfeng picked up the third cup of tea, held it up, and faced him from afar:

"Thank you, Mr. Sun, for the three cups of good tea!" (To be continued.)