Chapter 167 Holy Sword Skills

In the month of Ling Li's low-key retreat practice, a major event happened to Nosia. Nohia nobles still died one after another at the hands of blood wolves. These killers are ubiquitous, and Nohia's defenders, who strengthened their vigilance, are useless. After the senior magician of the Magic Guild and the students of Bowen College. Cao Jun, the son of Cao Bo, the nephew of King Neeson, was assassinated by a blood wolf killer in the Nohia Palace. The morning and field shake.

This is simply a provocation to the royal family. It is unbearable, and the ministers have made memorials asking His Majesty to immediately order the removal of the blood wolf branch of the imperial capital. First of all, the Magic Guild issued a statement expressing its willingness to assist the Nohia Dynasty to eliminate the Blood Wolf Branch. Even the Bowen Academy, which has always been wise and does not easily express its position, is unwilling to quietly invite the strong men out of the Holy Land to secretly investigate the matter.

From the perspective of blood, the dead Cao Jun has more or less to do with Ling Wei. He was the son of Niluer, the fourth princess of the empire, and Ling Li would be called an aunt when he met her.

In the past few days, Ling Li seems to have encountered a bottleneck, and his cultivation speed has been much slower. He has not been promoted for five days. Although the energy in the meridians is amazing, it is not slow to absorb. December 20, less than a month away from the sacred flame competition of Bowen College. Ling's heart also began to feel a little impatient.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Feeling that Ling Yu's breath was a little unstable, Ling Hui opened her eyes and cared about it.

Ling said, "The intensity of my practice has not changed in the past few days, but my strength has not improved much."

Ling Hui said, "Brother, don't worry. This situation is normal. As long as Huier fights with her brother and fully absorbs the excessive energy accumulated in her body.

"So it is. Huier is really smart. I also understand this truth, but I haven't thought about it. Ling Wei suddenly realized that he turned his head and looked out through the closed window. It had just snowed. Outside the small house, there was a white canopy, roof and corridor, which was very good. The ice cones under the eaves are particularly crystal clear in the sunlight.

"It snowed for three days and finally stopped. It's almost the Spring Festival. Let's go out with Huier today. Ling Hui's beautiful eyes stared at Ling Li with a light smile.

"Okay. Huier has worked hard this month. Ling Wei touched Ling Hui's curly hair and said, "Let's have a fight with my brother first, and call Qin Si to go out to play in the afternoon."

The courtyard of the hut is not small, with more than 100 square meters. The weather was cold, and the brother and sister walked out of the cabin. As they talked, a hot air came out of their mouths. Ling Li, as a warrior, doesn't care much about this coldness. He is still wearing that thin blue and white swordsman robe.

"Brother, the Spring Festival is coming, so don't always wear this swordsman's robe. In the afternoon, Huier will pick a few happy ones for you." Ling Hui put Ling's hand and said with a smile.

Ling Li stretched out his hand, pinched the tip of Ling Hui's cold nose and said, "Okay. It's all up to Baby Hui in the afternoon.

"Brother, let's get started." Ling Hui raised her hand with a sweet smile on her face, as if her sister was taking care of her younger brother and patted Ling Wei's shoulder.

“......”

The two stood on both sides. Ling Wei took out an iron gun from the ring space and threw it to Ling Hui. He took out the iron sword. Originally, it is to let Ling Li move his muscles and bones so that the energy in his meridians can be absorbed as soon as possible, so there is no need for weapons that are too lethal, such as dark swords and blue cloud guns.

"Hui'er, be careful. I'm coming." Ling Li held the iron sword and gently pulled out a sword flower until he felt that he took advantage of it.

"Ye�. Brother. Do your best." In the silver world, Ling Hui in white is like a pure snow elf. The ice-clear jade clean arm stretched out under her sleeves held a five-foot long gun and skillfully rotated in front of her. On Ruyu's face, Liu's eyebrows were beautifully bent, and there were a pair of cute dimples on both sides of her slightly raised mouth.

Knowing his sister's strength, Ling Li also let go of his hands and feet. The light blue wind sensitive force gushed out of the body and injected into the iron sword. The silver-white iron sword in his hand glowed with a slight blue light. He obviously felt that as his sensitivity was extracted, the excess energy in the meridians began to integrate into the body.

"Phantom split." Ling Li shouted for a long time. Since he wanted to do his best, Ling Wei was naturally unreservedly ready to use all the sword skills one by one. The two splits are exactly the same as Ling Li, and they also hold an ordinary iron sword in their hands.

The windows and doors of the cabin were pushed open curiously. Liu Ruoyu, Ling Ling, Scholar, A Hand and Qin Si came from inside. Relying on the Ling Yanjie of Bowen College, they have practiced for a month, and their strength has improved a lot. Compared with the beginning of the school year, it is not the same.

Ling Li moved, with two separate bodies, and the three swordsmen in blue and white swordsman robes were windy on the soles of their feet and moved rapidly at the same time. For a while, in the vast white vision, there were continuous blue colors shuttling through the courtyard.

"It's so fast! I can only see the boss's split. The scholar couldn't help admiring.

"Me too." Ah's hand swallowed his saliva, and even if he was a fast thief, he could barely see a series of long shadows behind him.

Liu Ruoyu didn't say a word, and his eyes turned with difficulty with Ling's figure.

"Dang." With a sound, Ling Zhenzhen's body appeared in front of Ling Hui. The iron sword and the iron gun intersect, making the sound of metal, and sparks jumped out in the blink of an eye.

Unexpectedly, a blow was blocked, and Ling's body flew backwards, and then his two splits holding swords stabbed Ling Hui at the same time.

In order to make Ling Li have the greatest gain in this battle, Ling Hui deliberately restrained her strength to be only a little higher than Ling Li. She used a long gun as a stick and swept at the two splits with rows of gun shadows. There was no suspense, "jingling" twice, the two splits were extinguished by this blow, and the iron sword fell to the ground.

Ling Hui smiled. She had seen Ling Li use the "stupid brother's swordsmanship" and stabbed her body parallel to the ground.

The long gun hit the ground, stirring up a ball of flying snow, confusing Ling's vision, and the next moment her slender figure disappeared in place.

Ling Li only heard a gust of wind, which sounded in his ear. He was early alert and paid attention to the movement around him, and immediately put an iron sword on the ground and turned sideways. Sure enough, an iron gun hit the snow heavily.

This series of attacks is narrated, but it is actually only completed in a few seconds. A hand only saw a blue and white shadow and a white shadow shuttled back and forth in the courtyard for a few times, and then turned into Ling Li and Ling Hui.

"It's so fast!" Liu Ruoyu's resolute face, Liu Meier twisted out a three word. As a swordsman, she found that the gap between her and Ling Li was getting wider and wider.

"Samsung." Ling Qian pulled out three blue sword flowers in front of him, and the sword skill made the sound of "Zizi" explode in the air. Ling Hui, who suppressed his own strength and was only a little higher than Ling Wei, did not dare to be careless, and the sacred power poured out into the iron gun. The arms danced gently, and the long gun hit the flying "blue triangle" with a stream of white energy.

A "bang" sounded like a cannon, and the energy turbulence spread everywhere. The snowflakes on the trunk of the trembling courtyard floated down and fell on Ling's face into a little water stains.

The brother and sister were ten steps away from each other, and Ling Hui waited for her brother's next wave of attack.

"Unparalleled dance!" Ling Wei smiled at his sister, and then spit out a thunderous explosion from the tip of his tongue. Ling Wei turned into a blue electric light and shuttled quickly around Ling Hui. Hearing the ten crisp sounds, Ling Wei sighed secretly. The sister was so strong that she quickly flew out.

"Is there anything else? Brother." Ling Hui bent her eyebrows and said provocatively.

"Be careful and try this trick." As soon as Ling Wei's voice fell, his left foot seemed to slowly step forward, but it left a green shadow behind him. Ling Hui's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. She was very familiar with this move. When she challenged the Bimeng giant beast, Ling Li almost cut the Bimeng giant beast with this move.

Sure enough, Ling Qian held the iron sword and directly crossed the space and appeared in front of Ling Hui. The iron sword lingering with the power of blue sensitivity stabbed out, and a black space crack spread like spider silk.

Ding. Bang..." This move forced Ling Hui to retreat. Snowflakes flew all over the sky by the powerful energy turbulence in the small courtyard. Two poplar trees shook down a pile of white snow violently. Even Liu Ruoyu, who were far away, were lucky to resist this wave of energy turbulence.

"Brother!" Ling Hui said excitedly, "When did you learn this trick?"

Ling Li also looked at the iron sword in his hand. When the long sword was stabbed out just now, he could see clearly the cracks in the space spreading like spider silk. Intuitively, he thinks that the improved sword skill of stealing the demon axe saint is more powerful than any sword skill he has ever seen.

Ling Li looked at Ling Hui with shining eyes and said proudly, "In the past, I could only use it occasionally, but now I can finally use it."

Ling Hui nodded and said, "Brother is really amazing. He can even create his own sword skills at this level."

Ling Li blushed and said that he was self-created, and stealing learning also accounted for a lot. He said, "What is this level? Nine-level sword skills?" Ling Wei doesn't think it is only level 6 or 7 for the sword skills that can be valued by Ling Hui.

Ling Hui said, "Ignore the distance and tear the space. The level of combat skills can't reach this level.

"What?" Ling Wei was shocked and said, "Is it a holy battle skill?"

Ling Hui shook her head and said, "This sword skill created by my brother is at most a holy level in terms of power. However, this sword skill still needs to be improved. As long as my brother is willing to think about it, I can't say how far it can be in the end.

Ling Hui was a little disappointed at first, but her confidence increased greatly when she heard Ling Hui's words. Although there is some suspicion of plagiarism, as long as it is constantly improved, it will eventually become its own unique stunt.

"Huier, I have another trick. Pay attention." Ling Wei smiled and said to himself that if he said "plagiarism", he didn't know if this move was considered.

Ling Hui was stunned, and she thought she was inseparable from her brother's strength. Now I hear that Ling Li has another move, and I'm also a little curious now. Ling Hui smiled gracefully and said, "Come on. Brother."

He saw a strange smile on Ling's beautiful face. He took out a silver-white three-foot sword from the ring, and then his face changed seriously and said, "Sword Blade Storm!"