Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Bai Lian and Long Whip are soft and strong, the wind screams, Meng Xueli's figure flickers like lightning, just like a fish swim, passing between the two, the "Times of the Time" has been split into double swords, and the right hand is pulled Each sword flower, the silver-white sword light shook like a star, while the left-hand sword was cut forward, the body showed incredible coordination.

In this scene, the purple skirt and the pink skirt fluttered in white, with a little bit of coldness and mixed eyes, and the number of people watching was dazzled and dazzled. Ji Xiao explained: "Bai Lian unfolds against the wind, blocking the opponent's line of sight, and the killing trick is a hidden weapon in his sleeve."

The voice was not falling, several sharp clashes were like a shower, and a row of silver needles were beaten by Meng Xueli's sword flower, falling into the sky like a meteor, and hitting back in front of the purple skirt girl. The latter was caught off guard and changed at his feet. Three kinds of footwork can be avoided.

Jing Di looked at Xiao Shiyun with surprise, thinking that this kid had some skill.

When the hidden weapon came out, the girl in the pink skirt had a long whip that was flexible like a spirit snake, wrapped around Meng Xueli's left-handed sword, and firmly absorbed the sword body. Unexpectedly, Meng Xueli didn't hide the silver needle sideways, nor tried to draw the sword, but suddenly waved his arm. , Throwing her even whip out, and hit the girl in purple clothes, like using a trebuchet. The pink skirt girl hurriedly released her whip. It was too late. Meng Xueli's right-handed sword was on the fast break.

After watching the battle, everyone had never seen this style of play. Jing Di asked, "What's going on?"

Xiao Zhiyun explained: "The two of them are very skillful in getting their hands together, and they are very skillful. It can be seen that they are often unsatisfactory, but as long as one of them misses, the other is in danger and it is easy to break each one."

The Battlerunner whispered: "If you change me, the first move will not return the hidden weapon, so it shouldn't be easy ..."

The sword spirit of the patio overflowed, and the pillars of Optimus left several scores of scratches, and the debris fell into the air. As expected by Jing Di, after half a cup of tea, the two flew out of the patio and splashed a burst of smoke. They suffered several injuries and were hit with their own poisonous weapons. They felt unable to fight anymore and defeated.

Meng Xueli said: "After playing like this, you can't learn anything." His breath is calm, his face unchanged, not like he just experienced a fierce battle.

The two were stunned before they understood what he meant by "convenient guidance".

Liu Jing shouted from afar: "Come here if you lose! We have medical training here, and there is a healing alchemy for the alchemist!"

The two girls stood up sullenly, their dresses covered with dust, and looked back at Meng Xueli, whose cloak was spotless, and one of them resented:

"Jianzun Daolu, really extraordinary, is our sister's carelessness, but you shouldn't be complacent! You are really in the limelight, but you are alone, you can't rest, the challenger comes one after another, it becomes a wheel battle, you always have true When Yuan is exhausted and mentally weak, in the later period, whoever comes will consume you too much. I wo n’t go anywhere else tonight, so I will stay here and watch, to see how people will fight later, and who will take away the sword relics in the end. "

Meng Xueli smiled and said nothing, it was so good to stay, the plan was half successful.

Xu Sanshan was grumpy and shouted: "If you lose, you will lose, and you will not forget to use rhetoric and shake others' warfare and warfare. It really is the 'most poisonous Xiashan woman's heart'!"

The pink skirt girl sneered: "Beijing Mingshan is really a wild place, all the master beasts are shallow and rude, and vulgar!"

Xiashan and Beimingshan have not been together for a long time, and Jing Di of Mingyue Lake had to play the rounds: "It is the defeat of Elder Meng, half a catty to eight two, no one can laugh at anyone."

Ji Xiao said lightly: "Let's watch the battle into the circle."

Xiashan looked at him, and he saw his good temperament, beautiful appearance, but strangeness. The girl in purple dress wondered: "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

Ji Xiao's expression was calm: "This commentary. Hanshan disciple."

The girl in the purple skirt choked and rolled her eyes: "Explain? Then you tell me, I am better than him, why do I still lose?" And I lost too fast, so I lost face.

Ji Xiao reluctantly said: "His true unit is at least twice that of your condensate, and you can break through at any time. You seem to cultivate high, but in fact it is virtual height. In addition, due to the lack of combat experience and skills, it lost."

The two female practitioners were impressed by the war. Meng Xueli was truly magnificent and relaxed, but he did not expect that this person could really say that the two women quickly walked into the circle and asked a few questions. Xiao answered one by one. The two people's expressions gradually changed, showing a serious and solemn look. After a while, they saluted: "It's rude, ask this Daoist name."

Ji Xiao just waved her hand: "No problem."

The two looked at each other, and they all thought of the big disciple of Hanshan. Cui Jing is not like Jing Di who likes to wander around. There are many people who have heard his name and few who have seen him.

At the same time, Meng Xueli ushered in the second batch of challengers. He and the Xiashan two women were in the middle of the battle, and the three came, but did not show up, hidden in the sidelines, thinking that Meng Xueli was good at double swords. The three didn't speak much, they simply nodded their heads, and then they swarmed up, but they saw that the two swords in Meng Xueli's hands became one and turned into a spear.

The body of the gun swept across, the wind was turbulent, and the group attacked and the defense was tightly guarded.

Meng Xueli said while playing: "Your footwork is too slow, the left and right legs are not coordinated, go back and practice more basic skills."

"You have too many tricks and tricks, it's not practical. Let's streamline it."

"Your cooperation still doesn't work."

The warrior sounded extremely harsh, and a burst of anger surged into his heart. The quicker the move, the more flaws. After losing, he looked back and realized that Meng Xueli was telling the truth and pointed out his own problems. Two sisters from Xiashan made a demonstration in the front, and the three also stood in the circle and asked Ji Xiao for advice.

More and more people are coming to the patio of the Central City. If you look down from the secret realm, the patio will be a sweet candy block, attracting ants in all directions and densely packed.

The disciples of different disciples were from different schools, and used different weapons and weapons, but the final outcome was the same. These excellent contestants were not slow to rush, but Meng Xueli played faster, but in three hours, the big circle drawn by Xiao Shiyun stood half full.

In the eyes of everyone, they are all well-known and arrogant young people. No one is embarrassed to break the contract, and then go up to play the second game. Seeing that the latecomers are defeated like themselves, their mentality is much more balanced. Anyway, everyone loses, and the loss does not seem very shameful. The skills are not as good as others.

In the later period, he hopes that Meng Xueli will win all the time, and prove that he has not lost.

Meng Xueli fights on the patio, his hands rise and fall with ease, like chopping melons and chopping vegetables; Ji Xiao answers questions under the patio, with patience, gentle language, like treating Hanshan's disciples.

Some people over the age of 200, who have experienced the power of the war between man and the devil Impatience, practice so-so, compared to us, it is a collapsed generation ", so he reprimanded while pointing.

Ji Xiao was quite disapproved of this set. In his view, Jiangshan came out on behalf of talented people. People of different times have their own joys and pains, and each has its own limitations and creativity. Compared with the older generation, young people of this generation have a more gentle and tolerant approach and are more aware of the rules.

Someone asked: "I practice harder than sword training. Master also said that I practiced enough. Elder Meng also said that I was slow, so I should be almost talented?"

Ji Xiao replied: "You are not slow because of inexperience, but the running path of the true yuan is wrong. The running path suitable for most people is just not suitable for you. When you use light weight surgery, try most of the true yuan without going out of the pulse , Instead of taking the pulse, has it become faster? "

The man jumped up and jumped on the spot and said with joy: "It's really much easier! Brother gave me a gift."

Someone asked: "Who knows what kind of Qimen weapon Elder Meng made, it has changed so much, I have never seen ..."

A trace of satisfaction rose in Ji Xiao's heart, his eyes softened, and a faint smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth, as the snow and ice melted in the mountains, and the people around him were stunned.

Ji Xiao said: "'Timeless Generations', he was sent by his companion."

As the number of people increases, Ji Xiao's explanations become more and more detailed, and there are answers to any questions, regardless of school. The disciples gradually realized that this was a rare learning opportunity to understand the characteristics of various schools of practice, to understand their own deficiencies, and to enhance their personal strength.

No one wants to leave. Just like the last class at the end of the year, Mr. Xiu teaches the focus of the big exam. Whoever goes first, who listens less, who suffers.

At first, everyone came to teach Meng Xueli, who had made a rant, and won the relics of Sword Lord. No one could think that it would become a large-scale guidance game, plus a Dao exchange meeting.

At dawn, the galaxy lost its color, the fish belly was white in the east, and a ray of morning light sprinkled toward the patio.

This defeat was a casual repairman. After asking Meng Xueli a few more words, some people shouted unwillingly: "If you have any questions, ask them again. Sometimes there is time. Elder Meng is tired after playing!" Ah, everyone consciously! "

So Sanxu went down the ring and consciously walked into the circle.

Someone shouted again, "Elder Meng, are you really tired? Get tired and rest for a while?"

"That is, you adjust your interest rate for a while, eat something, we wait for you!"

The next monk who walked into the patio didn't take action immediately when he saw it. After paying a tribute to Meng Xueli, he stood still.

Everyone knows that in this scene, if the challenger shows a high level of strength and wins Meng Xueli in a fair and bright way, he will become famous in one battle and become a well-deserved leader.

On the contrary, if you take advantage of people's dangers or resort to tricks and win Meng Xueli's relics of Sword Vendor, it will become a target, and you will be troubled in the future. Huaibi's crime is one, and the others are dissatisfied with two: everyone loses, why did your kid win by picking up the leak?

Meng Xueli stood in the spring morning breeze, untied the silver cloak, and threw it to Xiao Shuyun. The cape stretched out against the wind like a battle flag, and Xiao stopped reaching for it.

Meng Xueli, holding only the snow-blue brocade, held a gun and said to the waiting monk: "Come."

He was active and vigorous, and his fighting spirit burned to the top.

All the spectators witnessed this scene with their own eyes, only to feel that this person's thin body contains endless truth and energy, as if only the word "terror" could be described.

Ji Xiao did not self-report his family, only said that he was a disciple of Hanshan, so everyone assumed he was Cui Jing. Until the next day, the real Cui Jing and a group of Hanshan disciples came to the patio, and the people watching the battle discovered that they had made a mistake.

"So you are not Cui Jing? Who are you?"

"This Taoist, enlightened, please also inform Daming."

Ji Xiao: "Changchun Peak, Xiao Stoping Cloud."

"Meng Xueli's apprentice? The legendary innate sword spirit body?"

"No, how long has this young brother been enlightened, you can point us ..."

Everyone was silent for a while, reluctantly pushing the logic behind: Jian Zun is very strong, so his buddies are very strong, so the apprentice of Jian Zun buddies is very strong. Following this idea of ​​self-consolation, I still feel better.

Cui Jing's white clothes are negative swords, and the servants of wind and dust are a little surprised to see Meng Xueli, and soon return to her usual indifferent look.

Meng Xueli persuaded: "You forgot? We've played before. You can't win, stand still."

Cui Jing was silent. Meng Xueli had to make a sword.

Young geniuses are always proud. Jing Di's pride is to woo friends and enjoy the crowd surrounded by stars. Cui Jing's pride is that he travels alone, disdains walking with others, and doesn't hit the south wall or look back.