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Chapter 7 Sword Fight

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    "My cultivation base is higher than yours, so I will let you make the first move."

    Cultivator Zishan didn't move his long sword, and the aura above his body also returned to calm, and he simply stood there defenseless.

    Lin Qi's eyes are clear, and he can see that the other party is full of flaws, but the other party is a monk after all, so the battle between monks must be different from that of ordinary people.

    Not daring to be careless, Lin Qi circulated the spiritual veins all over his body, and strands of mana flowed through them, one of which was poured into the sword in his hand, and the sword emitted a faint golden light under the activation of the mana.  Although the golden light was weaker and its aura was thinner, the cold air rising from the sword was extraordinary.

    At this time, the drooping eyelids of the purple shirt monk were fully opened, and a sharpness emerged in his eyes.

    "Nice sword."

    At this time, Lin Qi was no longer polite, he leaped forward with the sword and stabbed out, the whole person jumped high under the blessing of mana, there was a rustling sound of piercing through the sky, and the dazzling sword still came to the purple  In front of monk Shirt.

    "Remote stab!"

    The Lin family's swordsmanship is resolute, and the moment the footsteps land on the ground, three sharp sword glows burst out to seal the opponent's Achilles' heel.

    Lin Qi's speed was fast, and the sharpness of his strikes also surpassed the imagination of the Zishan monk. He sighed secretly in his heart at the opponent's speed, and the long and narrow sword also met Lin Qi's sword in the night sky.

    Brother Zishan's sword is different from Lin Qi's. His long sword was covered with a layer of off-white light when he shot it. Under the blessing of that light, although he didn't have a trace of skill, he directly broke Lin Qi  Qi Sanjian's strong attack.

    I just feel that although the opponent with my sword is full of loopholes, as long as my sword is close to the opponent's blind spot, the white light on the sword body will directly block my attack, and then the long sword will slowly come to repel him  sword.

    One style was broken, Lin Qi didn't relax, the battle of sword tactics was full of energy, and his footsteps rushed in before the opponent's body skills, and the sword's momentum was divided into seven cutting swords.  change tricks.

    The Zishan man only felt that although the opponent's sword was not very powerful and the mana blessing was mediocre, but the sword moves and swordsmanship were indeed incomparably exquisite. When fighting with his own long sword, he often blocked a sword, and was picked away by the hasty second sword, and then landed on him.  on the spirit of self-defense.

    It is also thanks to the extraordinary innocence of his body protection, otherwise he might have been injured in this sword fight.

    "A fast sword, not bad."

    The Zishan man responded to Lin Qi's cutting sword and retreated continuously, but the body-protecting zhenqi on his body was everywhere, and Lin Qi had no effect after twenty or thirty sword strikes.

    "Sure enough, the mana blessing is too little, and it is impossible to break the opponent's body protection."

    Lin Qi thought about it, and planned to fight. If he had a plan in mind, he needed to make a false move first.

    Immediately, the sword technique in Lin Qi's hand changed again, extremely quickly. The short sword was already fast, but under the blessing of magic power, it became stronger and stronger.  In front of him, the opponent couldn't breathe.

    After a series of rapid fights, the Zishan man was also brought into the rhythm of constant resistance, and Lin Qi was just waiting, he was waiting for the opponent to adapt to this method of warfare.

    But now the time has come, Lin Qi seized the opportunity to lean over to gather momentum, a stream of sword momentum gathered in the sword, mobilizing the lonely and thick mana in the body, the sword emitted a dazzling golden light.

    "Empty hanging!"

    The sword that was swaying up became incomparably sharp under the blessing of thick mana, breaking through the infuriating energy of the purple shirt man's body was as easy as gliding across the water.

    And at the moment of crisis, Cultivator Zishan also sensed a huge crisis, his eyes suddenly burst into light, and he also mobilized a stream of mana in his body to leave his body at the very moment, coordinating with the protective qi from both sides  Lin Qi's long sword was heavily restricted in this direction.

    For a split second, drops of blood fell on the dead leaves, and a shallow scar was drawn on the arm of the purple-robed monk, which surprised him.

    "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is good, but he is a rare master. The powerful magic power is also extraordinary, but it doesn't match your aura, but this is a monk's sword art after all."

    Hearing this, Lin Qi turned around and set up his sword posture, staring at the opponent's figure like an eagle, and the sword in his hand screamed again.

    But this time the fight was different from before, at the moment when Lin Qi's sword pierced the opponent's body about a foot, the long sword of Brother Zishan suddenly burst into a strong light that could not be seen directly, the light was extremely dazzling in the dark night  , and the most direct manifestation is that Lin Qi's eyes cannot be opened anymore.

    &n?Living the present fate.

    Bloody footprints spread across the bamboo forest sword, and Lin Qi's body temperature gradually dropped, but the coldness of body temperature, the frost at night, could not match the coldness of his heart.

    "I'm not defeated yet, I'm not dead yet, stop!"

    ? Searching meaninglessly for the figure remaining in his eyes, his gradually weakened body became slower and slower, the lower his waist bent,

    "Stop it, woo"

    A sound of sobbing echoed at the end of the bamboo forest, and the sad moonlight shone on Lin Qi's face. Lin Qi questioned with his life raised to the sky.

    "Why are you so useless, why are you so incompetent!"

    At this time, Lin Qi had never been so eager for cultivation and strength.

    "As long as you have strength and cultivation, such things can be avoided."

    After expressing such a recognition in his heart, Lin Qi only felt the world spinning for a while, and his body fell down weakly, rolling down from a soil slope.  He passed out next to a small road under the soil slope, and the sword he held tightly in his hand did not let go even so.

    Lin Qi fainted and no one cared about here until the warm morning sun dispelled the damp cold of the earth again, a somewhat stingy carriage appeared beside Lin Qi.

    A young man got off the carriage, looked at Lin Qi and smiled slightly.

    "Where is the fellow daoist who is so miserable, you are also a good man, and you are lucky to meet me."

    Having said that, the young man threw the man and the sword on the carriage, and then set up the carriage and drove away.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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