V3.C42

"What? Do you want to let that bloody man come to this place of Confucian elegance to talk about the Tao with a sword? " From drooping eyes, covering the eye of the treacherous mood fluctuations.

Liz was still respectful, just said: "since this time we are talking about Dao with sword, then the swordsmanship cultivation of the Black Warrior Sheng Qi is enough to undertake this matter. What's more, I have already reported this matter to your majesty, and your majesty has agreed to it. "

From the pupil a shrink, the corners of the mouth with a smile, covered in the sleeve of the hands clenched into a fist. It has to be said that Li Si's several provocations have really made a real fire.

Seeing that Li Li didn't oppose it any more, he asked, "if you don't have any opinions, can you invite the winner seven?"

"Now that my father and emperor have agreed, I'll do it." Li took a deep breath and said calmly.

Seeing Li Li's promise, Li Si turned his head and said something to the little guy beside him. Then he saw a big man coming in from outside the hall. He was carrying a broad and thick sword behind him. His face was rough and bold with deep outline. His dark skin was as hard as a needle and his short hair was erect.

The most eye-catching is the scars and tattoos on his face and body. His eyes are full of evil spirit, just like the ghosts and gods coming back from purgatory.

From the thought that this Sheng Qi was caught by the six sword slaves of master Zhao, it seems that the martial arts of Sheng Qi is better than the combination of the six sword slaves.

If that's the case, maybe the Confucianists really have a fighting power.

But who does the Confucianists want to send to the war? The three heroes of Qilu have already made two moves, and it seems that there is no candidate who can fight against Shengqi in other aspects of Confucianism.

With this in mind, the three Confucian giants looked at each other, and the man sitting in the middle of the three stood up slowly from his seat and said gently, "let me fight."

It turns out that Yan Lu was sent to fight. Li glanced at him. He seemed to be the most low-key of the three heroes in Qilu. Yan Lu seemed much milder than Funian. He was really called a gentleman like jade.

But for Yan Lu's martial arts, it seems that there is no record of Yan Lu's fighting in the world. Yan Lu has always lived in the little sage village and never played. But such a man who is indifferent to fame and wealth and has nothing to do with the world has a famous sword.

It's light.

When it comes to light, I remember what Shi Lan said before I started. Containing light, containing but not revealing is the essence of containing light. The sword score ranks 16th.

Speaking of it, this sword is very consistent with Yan Lu's image.

However, even so, it's too reluctant to deal with Juque with light. After all, the huge sword behind Shengqi looks very thick and dark, and you can feel the powerful sword spirit from it even if you are so far away.

He thought to himself that although this Juque sword is not one of the top ten famous swords, it has a very strong sword spirit and evil spirit. It should be the murderous spirit accumulated after many bloody battles after following Sheng Qi.

Looking at Yan Lu, Li couldn't help but say: "Mr. Yan Er, you can think about it clearly. Now standing in front of you is the black Samurai Sheng Qi. His martial arts are as powerful as a mountain and as fierce as a tiger, while his sword Juque ranks 11 in the compendium. Although it's 11, its power is actually comparable to that of Yuanhong, who ranks second."

As soon as the words came out, the three giants of Confucianism all looked at him and didn't seem to understand why he wanted to mention them. After all, both sides knew that they were coming to kill the spirit of Confucianism.

When Liz heard Li Li's words, his hand with the glass stopped, but he didn't say anything.

Instead, Yan Lu gave a warm smile and said, "thank you for your advice. Since Yan Lu said that, naturally, he has some assurance."

"In that case, you can compete." This is the end of the matter. It's not good to leave nature. I'll continue to dissuade you. "However, you should all remember that the purpose of the empire is to use the sword to talk about the Tao, so you can click to stop, and don't hurt people's lives."

Li's words seem to repeat the rules, but everyone knows that Li's words are meant for Sheng Qi. After all, although Sheng Qi and Liu JianNu have different martial arts skills, they don't pay attention to killing with one blow, but their martial arts skills are extremely fierce, and they can't control their strength.

All the people present were smart people, not to mention the three giants of Confucianism. So after finishing these words, the eyes of the Confucians looking at him were much softer.

From the appearance of pretending not to feel, straight from the cup, drink the wine in the cup, seems to be very calm.

It's worth noting that the lightsaber is really an invisible sword, which makes Li quite interested to have a look. And the sword technique of Sheng Qi is really as open and close as he imagined. Every move has the power of breaking mountains and rocks.

He took a look at the huge sword of Hehe Shengfeng that was waved in Shengqi's hand. It was said that this sword could not be wielded by people who were not born with divine power, and it even had the name of "supreme in the world". With the passing of the competition time, Li can't help but be surprised. He thought that even if it wasn't the great disparity of strength, there was a great difference. A competition that should be able to decide the outcome quickly turned out to be such a sticky situation.The lightsaber is invisible, but it is better than visible. Every attack of Sheng Qi seems to be as weak as cotton. It seems that Sheng Qi's talent of being strong when he meets strong can not be realized.

Ha ha - interesting, really interesting!

There was interest in it.

At the end of the two rounds, the two figures quickly separated. What makes Li feel rare is that with Sheng Qi's strong body and heavy sword, he has never been slowed down in his action. It's really rare.

"You, blindly escape, such a contest, no sense." Sheng Qi stares at Yan Lu with tiger like eyes, and his tone is slightly angry.

It's not surprising that in order to pursue the perfection of martial arts, Sheng Qi often finds the strong to compete and improve himself in the battle. Therefore, he feels so passive to Yan Lu, who never directly faces the attack. ..

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