Xingqiong: Cocolia is pregnant, making Banya cry.

Chapter 177: Take this sword as a thank you gift

"When did you arrive?"

Jing Liu suddenly turned around, looked at Ji Chen's smiling face, frowned slightly and asked.

Maybe it's an illusion.

Ji Chen did not see even a hint of frustration on Jing Liu's part. Instead, he seemed to have confirmed something, with a hint of excitement that he was trying hard to suppress.

"you lose."

Ji Chen turned sideways, revealing another street behind him, which was full of monster corpses, more than the number killed by Jing Liu.

Jingliu nodded, and the corners of his lips suddenly raised slightly.

With eyes covered by a black ribbon, she stared at Ji Chen with some fiery intent.

But before she could say anything.

There was a burst of hurried footsteps coming from behind, and He Yanqing said in annoyance: "When did you two arrive!"

Jingliu turned around.

He knew that if he didn't get rid of Yan Qing, he wouldn't be able to carry out his next plan.

However, Yan Qing is his disciple after all. If he leaves like this, the next sword master of Luofu may very likely fall into the hands of someone else.

Thinking of this, Jingliu stepped to the left, and a voice came lightly: "Follow me."

Yanqing instinctively wanted to refuse.

But somehow, there was a voice in the dark that made him follow it involuntarily.

The figure of a general seemed to appear between the white-haired figure and himself.

Ji Chen knew that Jing Liu was going to teach the way of the sword to Yan Qing.

A hint of interest also arose in my heart.

He also followed the two silently.

......

About ten minutes later.

In front of the crowd, a practitioner of the Medicine King's secret teachings of body refinement appeared, followed by several Medicine King's secret teachings of inner alchemy practitioners.

A rich monster of this size can easily strangle an entire army of Cloud Cavalry soldiers.

"These are today's side shows."

There are five types of demonic bodies, and one of the symptoms is mood swings.

Jing Liu, who had been wielding the sword to kill a large number of evil creatures along the way, was gradually unable to control his emotions, and a hint of illness began to appear in his voice.

"Draw your sword. It would be very rude to keep you waiting for so long, Senior."

Listening to Jingliu's cold yet morbid voice.

Yan Qing gritted his teeth, controlled six flying swords, and killed the burly refiner he met for the first time.

With a clang sound.

The flying sword slashed on the thick shield of the body refiner, making a sound of metal clashing, but failed to break through the shield's defense.

"You are hesitant and weak. Where is your confidence?"

Mirror Flow resembles the General's harsh comments.

Yan Qing's eyes became serious, he took a step forward with his left foot, and a cold light fell from his hand: "Strike three feet of water from a distance!"

Countless sword beams composed of ice fell on the shield of the Shape Refiner like meteors, finally making his movements stagnate a little.

"It's my turn."

Jingliu tried hard to control his gradually growing excitement, "It should be like this, the sword strikes without any hesitation, and the strike will kill with one blow."

A yandere voice and a cold sword light.

A deep and frozen wound appeared directly on the body of the body cultivator.

"Jing Yuan taught you to kill evil creatures... Did he teach you how to deal with the immortal boat people who fell into the devil's Yin body?"

"what?"

Yan Qing, who was concentrating on fighting the enemy, was disturbed by such a crazy yet bewitching voice.

"The answer is, there is no difference. A sword can penetrate the Danfu and cut off its life. If this sword stabs at you, can you block it? "

"Do you think swordsmanship is just a game of winning or losing? Future Sword Master?"

Jingliu has gone crazy.

The cold voice was completely replaced by insane madness.

Behind him, Ji Chen watched this scene silently.

Jing Liu's state is always on the edge of the evil body. Now she is no longer the Luofu swordsman of the past.

But he wasn't worried at all.

If she fell into the evil spirit here, Ji Chen could easily suppress her and then take her away.

Yan Qing noticed something unusual about Jing Liu.

He didn't say anything, but the sword in his hand became more and more fierce.

When there is a gap in the abundance of evil.

Yan Qing seized the opportunity and immediately released the swifts to chase after them.

A large flying sword broke through the air with a humming sound, and continuously slashed at the burly body of the body refiner, causing heavy damage.

As the last sword fell, the scream of pain just sounded and then stopped abruptly.

Except for the strong smell of blood, the surroundings returned to their previous silence.

Jing Liu's voice seemed to calm down a little: "Only the sword just now was not so disappointing."

Yan Qing lowered his head and said, "I lost."

In the competition of clearing away evil creatures just now, the opponent was ahead of me probably because he had learned some special footwork.

But now, Yan Qing was completely convinced. If he really fought, he would just become a cold corpse.

The other party might just suffer some injuries.

"The competition is not over yet, because I haven't had time to thrust my last sword, and there is no opponent left on the field..."

As he spoke, Jing Liu turned his head and looked at Yan Qing behind him with a cold gleam in the corner of his eyes.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Yan Qing's forehead.

He felt a pressure even more powerful than that of a general.

"The sword is unsheathed with no effect, and it is a blasphemy against the will of the Emperor Bow Siming. This is extremely ominous."

Ji Chen silently took two steps back.

Leaning against the railing, ready to admire the next sword strike.

"you......"

Yan Qing felt his scalp tingling. There was murderous intent in this woman's eyes. She wanted to kill him!

"With your strength, even if you encounter the blade, it will be a dead end."

"Rather than dying at any moment, I will give you a more honorable choice - after witnessing my sword being honed through thousands of blows, you will die as a swordsman."

"Do you want to take my sword?"

Feeling the strong murderous intent, Yan Qing closed his eyes tightly, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead again.

After a while.

Yan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, then took a step forward, facing Jing Liu with a firm gaze.

"So brave."

The half-demonized Fengpi Jingliu was no longer as cold as before. She smiled lightly and raised her chin slightly, "Then take it!"

As the beautiful figure soared into the air.

Large frosty sword rays fell from the sky, and the surrounding air was almost half frozen, making people feel cold all over.

Ji Chen folded his hands in front of his chest, quietly admiring the mirror stream in the air that was like a fairy from the Moon Palace, cutting off a half-moon arc.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being the Luofu Sword Master who has lived for nearly two thousand years.

With his mind affected by the evil spirit, his offensive became even more fierce.

In the entire Xianzhou Alliance, among the currently known characters, perhaps only Marshal Hua can be better than him.

A moment of life and death.

Yan Qing seemed to have realized something, and the flying swords floating around him emitted a purple halo.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to deliver his most powerful attack.

The sword falls.

The moon is broken.

Pieces of ice flashing with sword light filled the area around Yan Qing who was gasping for breath.

"I...I took her sword?"

Feeling exhausted all over.

Yanqing felt like he couldn't believe it.

The sword of Jingliu has perfect sword intent, but its power is just a casual strike.

This is the first and last gift that the master gave to Yanqing.

"I'll take the records you found. Thanks."

Suddenly look back.

Yan Qing discovered that Jing Liu's figure had disappeared.

Even Ji Chen, who had just been watching the battle, disappeared.