Chapter 123 Social Ji II

Feeling the idea in Jiang Zhongyu's heart, Lin Tianqi's heart also trembled, but Jiang Zhongyu's knife method was like running water, continuous, and he was forced to be dangerous for a moment.

Chu Tianyu frowned, stared at the competition on the field, and said in his heart, "The martial arts master mainly cares about the subtlety and connection of the moves. In close combat, Taoist masters are not as good as martial arts masters, but once they become remote, Taoist masters have an active advantage."

Jiang Zhongyu saw this and took advantage of Lin Tianqi's retreat and turned into a close combat. If Lin Tianqi could not change this state, then this battle would undoubtedly be defeated.

In fact, Chu Tianyu hopes that Lin Tianqi can win, because Lu Feihong's hatred has always been remembered in his heart. If he and Lin Tianqi win this round at the same time, then the two are likely to meet in the next round.

"Lin Tianqi, I hope you won't let me down!" Chu Tianyu said secretly in his heart.

Lin Tianqi is the second master recognized by the young generation of Taoism in addition to Lu Yuhan. His qualifications and intelligence are ahead of his disciples of the same age. At this time, he is naturally the key to seeing things.

Several times he wanted to break away, but Jiang Zhongyu didn't give him a chance at all. The sky covered Lin Tianqi and sealed all his retreats.

Lin Tianqi suddenly gritted his teeth. At the moment when Jiang Zhongyu attacked the long knife, the long sword shifted, changed the pick to cutting, and turned passive into active. When Jiang Zhongyu's next move did not come, he took the lead in attacking a sword.

Just as Jiang Zhongyu waved his knife to block, Lin Tianqi suddenly retreated, wielded his long sword and spread more than ten swords in front of him to prevent Jiang Zhongyu from rushing up.

At the same time, he also made up his mind secretly, and the "social sword secret" instantly came out: "Pointing the country--"

The sword spirit is like a rainbow, and the fierce true spirit is unreservedly released. When it comes to promotion, Lin Tianqi dares not be careless at all. As soon as he moves, he is the strongest move.

"The secret of the sword?" Chu Tianyu suddenly sat up straight and looked at Lin Tianqi on the field. He was a little relieved. He finally understood why Fenglang cooperated so well. It turned out that it was because of the secret of the society.

The Xuantian qi of Xuantianzong and the Tuyuan Zhenqi of Shangqingmen are the same way, which is the same as the evolution of the earthly true qi in ancient times, and the secret of the social sword is the famous learning of Emperor Yao Fangxun and Yao Chonghua, the emperor of Yao, who were pregnant with the true earth.

Therefore, the secret of the sword is undoubtedly the secret that Xuan Wushuang and Fenglang want to get the most, which explains the reason for Fenglang's previous accommodation to Xuan Wushuang.

Boom——

While thinking about it, Lin Tianqi's guidance has collided fiercely with Jiang Zhongyu's long knife, and the fierce true spirit is scattered everywhere!

Lin Tianqi is like a god, standing quietly in the void, with long hair flying, and a long sword pointing at his opponent.

Jiang Zhongyu's mouth was covered with a faint trace of blood, and his chest also fluctuated violently. Sure enough, under the strong power of the social sword secret, the martial arts master could not take any advantage.

With one blow, Lin Tianqi did not dare to delay any more, so he swooped down from mid-air, and the sword suddenly burst into a dazzling yellow light, like the rising sun.

"The second formula of the social sword - reigns over the world!" Lin Tianqi shouted loudly.

"Wow--" The strong sword spirit of Mount Tai generally soared towards Jiang Zhongyu below.

The king, the head of thousands of people, reigns in the world, the natural ministers bowed their heads, everyone bowed their heads, Lin Tian was in mid-air, and the momentum of the whole person also changed qualitatively.

In the hearts of some people with low skills, it seems that the real monarch is coming, and they can't help but have the intention of worship.

"The knife, the hegemon of the soldiers, the combination of human knives, and the heaven and earth are broken!" Jiang Zhongyu saw the power of Lin Tianqi's move, and there was no way to dodge under the guidance of the air, so he had to show his strongest move.

The knife was united, and the knife body suddenly stabbed up. At this moment, the gorgeous knife rose against the storm, tightly covering Jiang Zhongyu and the long knife in his hand. The knife was shattered, and a huge knife broke through the air.

"Boom--" The air wave rolled up, the messy air splashed everywhere, and the people around couldn't help closing their eyes slightly.

Lin Tianqi turned upside down, fell to the ground and staggered back a few steps. The corners of his mouth also dripped with traces of blood, falling low on the fine steel bucket platform.

Jiang Zhongyu was even less. His whole body was almost lifted out by the huge air waves, threw heavily under the bucket platform, spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Aw--" was full of uproar, and no one expected that Lin Tianqi was so brave that he won a good start for the Taoist door in the first scene.

The Jiang family in the south hurriedly came up and helped the injured Jiang Zhongyu down, and Lin Tianqi also pretended to go up to comfort him and make a scene.

Chu Tianyu was secretly funny, and at the same time, he also raised it slightly in his heart. Lin Tianqi's victory undoubtedly brought him some pressure. You know, he has experienced the power of the sword secret.

At the beginning, Feng Wuyun also used the first swordsmanship, so he could compete with his own stars. Moreover, Feng Wuyun was only in the realm of Xuanri, and he did not touch the edge of heaven at all.

At this moment, looking at the social sword formula exerted by Lin Tianqi, the momentum of reigning the world between hands and feet has undoubtedly integrated the way of heaven and swordsmanship, and the power has doubled.

"If you can win this game, you must be careful when fighting against Lin Tianqi. God knows how many styles his social sword formula has been practiced. If it exceeds three formulas, then there is no way to deal with his incomplete Sirius sword formula!" Chu Tianyu said secretly in his heart.

The first game ended, and the second game began one after another.

"Amitabha -" The little monk Huixin jumped to the fighting platform with a Buddha name. There was a person opposite him, with a cold face and a cold face full of endless indifference.

"Western Wu family, Wu Qing!" He said ruthlessly, holding the sword in front of his chest and raising the corners of his mouth slightly.

Huixin put her hands together and said calmly, "Buddha, Huixin, please give me some advice--"

Looking at his ruthless and cold face, Chu Tianyu couldn't help smiling: "A lively Lu Yuhan!" Thinking of Lu Yuhan, I couldn't help smiling at the corners of my mouth.

"Gang--" Wu Qing, as its name, is famous for its coldness and simplicity. He is the first master of the young generation of the Western Wu family, and he is also the best among the younger disciples of the four families in addition to Chu Tianlong.

Wu Qing's sword has no fancy or tediousness. It is fast. The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. It has been the most beautiful interpretation of Wu Qing.

The sword came out of its sheath, and the sharp sound of breaking the air had spread all over the practice field. Huixin's face moved slightly. He didn't expect Wu Qing to suddenly take action, and the other party's movement was fast.

In a hurry, the Buddha beads in his hand hurriedly waved out, and the eighteen Buddha beads suddenly made a big golden light, spinning rapidly around the palm of Huixin's hand, and the dazzling golden light formed a huge light shield in front of him.

"Thorn--" The light shield has just formed, and Wu Qing's long sword has been stabbed on the light shield.

The golden light swayed slightly, but blocked Wu Qing's sword. A smile flashed on Wu Qing's face. With a little more force in his hand, the light shield swayed twice again.

Huixin's face turned slightly pale, and the hastily mobilized light shield was on the verge of breaking. She immediately gritted her teeth, and her left hand suddenly covered her right hand and suddenly exerted strength.

At the urging of the true spirit of Buddhism, the Buddha beads quickly rotated again for several weeks, and the swaying light gradually stabilized.

"Okay--" Wu Qing's face froze again, and the long sword suddenly retreated, tilted up, and actually picked up the edge of the light shield with the tip of the sword.

"He wants to swing my Buddha shield away in a powerless direction!" Huixin suddenly met, and how could he take several steps in a row as he wanted, and his body retreated more than ten feet away from the scope of Wu Qing's sword spirit.

The Buddha bead was replaced by a golden light wrapped around his arm, and a trace of solemnity flashed in Huixin's eyes. This guy's sword was really fast.

When he was a little distracted, Wu Qing and his sword had turned into a shadow and rushed to Huixin. The sword light turned into a fine light walking around the body, which was extremely fierce!

A trace of panic flashed on Huixin's face, and her left hand suddenly patted it, which was the big seal of silence!

The huge Buddha's palm enveloped Huixin's whole body, and the solemn atmosphere permeated the whole audience, and the golden palm was like substance, dignified and thick.

Wu Qing saw the silent fingerprints of Huixin waved out, and a glimmer of belligerent light flashed in his eyes. His rushing body suddenly stopped, and the tip of the sword burst into a dazzling sword spirit, crisscrossed.

"Sword chaos--" Wu Qing shouted in a low voice. Dozens of swords were colorful, intertwined with each other without any two collisions, which showed his exquisite control.

Dozens of swords are flying in the air under Wu Qing's urging, gradually entangling each other, forming a shape that contains the wisdom of heaven, which looks like a drop of water.

And it is a colorful drop of water, with a strange end. Although it is only the appearance of water droplets, the violent energy contained in it makes people dare not peep.

Seeing that Wu Qing was so strong, the Huixin, who had retained a little strength before, surged in the palm of his palm. Tens of the true spirit swarmed out, and the silent big seal soared in the air again, and collided with Wu Qing's sword spirit fiercely.

"Boom--" The vigor burst, and Huixin only felt that his breath was stagnant, and there was no feeling of being touched by force at all. Wu Qing's sword spirit seemed to be like a slippery loach.

At the moment of colliding with Huixin's silent big handprint, it broke down, and dozens of sword-like tarsal maggots wrapped around the silent big handprint, and there was a faint momentum to break the big handprint.

"Break the face with a point?" Chu Tianyu frowned, and Wu Qing was extremely smart. This move was to use the technique of breaking the face.

is just not a single point to break the face, because the big seal of silence is extremely wide, and a single truth may not be able to offset it.

That's why dozens of sword spirits rely on each other to entangle each other to burst out the strongest force, and the sword spirit follows the trajectory of heaven, thus looking like condensed together.

And at the moment of touching the silent big handprint, the entangled sword suddenly exploded, just like his own star chaos. Through the reverse reversal of the heavenly way, his energy was rebounded by almost chaotic, increasing its power.