69novels Chapter 122
Chapter 122
Su Li used the sword moves that the sons of the Tianqi family liked to use. The moves were elegant and graceful, and there was no murderous intention.
Although these sword moves were not as deadly as those in the Jianghu fight, they were not something that ordinary swordsmen could resist. But Yin Luoxia was at ease, waving her sleeves from time to time, and making clever counterattacks from time to time under Su Li's sword moves. After dozens of rounds, Su Li was already sweating profusely, while Yin Luoxia looked contented.
She even gave Wen Jiutian a few shallow smiles and raised her eyebrows from time to time, not like a competition, but rather showing off.
"The girl is really good." Su Li swallowed his saliva because some parts of her body shook violently when she jumped.
Yin Luoxia waved her long sleeves, and the short sword in her sleeves pressed down Su Li's long sword: "If you had been more focused, you wouldn't have been so embarrassed."
"It's the sword in the sleeve." Mo Xiaohei saw through Yin Luoxia's martial arts.
"Hehe, our uncle's target is actually a disciple of Xianxia Peak." Young Master Liu Yue sighed softly.
"Young Master, is Xianxia Peak not good?" The book boy Ling Su asked in confusion.
"It's not that Xianxia Peak is not good, but it's too good." Young Master Liu Yue shook his head, "There are many women, and they are famous for being beautiful women."
"In that case, don't blame me for being cruel." Su Li waved his long sword, and the originally gentle sword energy instantly added a bit of murderous aura.
Wen Jiutian smiled: "It's just a fancy move."
"The ceremony collapsed!" Someone in the audience whispered.
The Young Master Sword is divided into three chapters. The first chapter is for elegance, which emphasizes lightness and elegance. The moves are mainly for beauty. It is said that it is a move used when friends test swords. The second chapter is called Ritual Collapse, which is a sword of killing, but it has a little more killing than elegance. The third chapter is the world, which is a real sword of killing, a sword used on the battlefield. Very few people can practice it. At Su Li's age, being able to practice to Ritual Collapse is already a genius.
"Ritual Collapse?" Yin Luoxia said lightly, "Where is the joy?" After saying that, she jumped out, her sleeves took off, and the whole person flew around on the stage like a fairy. The purple clothes and her sleeves flying together are simply the artistic conception of colorful clouds flying together.
Not to mention that the men in the audience were watching stupidly, even Wen Jiutian felt a little regretful. Why did he fall asleep last night? If he had a shot, he would make a fortune!
However, Su Li was not stupid. In his sword, he could only feel the strong killing intent, because Yin Luoxia's sleeves were full of killing intent. As long as Su Li swung his sword, Yin Luoxia would drop a sleeve, and the purple shirt would flutter in the air. Su Li suddenly retreated, and then put a hand on Su Li's shoulder.
"Don't move." Yin Luoxia said lightly.
But Su Li wanted to turn around.
At some point, a jade bottle appeared in Yin Luoxia's hand, and then with a "snap" sound, it slapped on Su Li's shoulder.
Wen Jiutian secretly shouted that it was not good! He slapped his forehead!
Just now, Su Li should have wanted to say to Yin Luoxia that he had given up, but Yin Luoxia just slapped out poison that was meant to kill people.
"No!" Lei Mengsha also found something wrong. He looked at Wen Jiutian and frowned. The reason why he was so sensitive was because he was deeply hurt. Lei Mengsha shouted to Wen Jiutian: "Can we save him?"
Unfortunately, everything was too slow. Su Li fell straight down, and a cloud of black mist rose from his shoulders.
Yin Luoxia shrugged and whispered to Wen Jiutian: "I thought he would continue to resist! I didn't want to kill him!"
Wen Jiutian flew forward and looked at Lei Mengsha: "This is the Seven-Step Soul-Breaking Powder. Find someone to carry him away and send him to the Wen family pharmacy. Ask his father to send 10,000 taels, otherwise he will really die."
Lei Mengsha's face sank and whispered: "This was done by Boss Yin. You still charge money?"
Wen Jiutian smiled and said: "No matter what, the rules of the Wen family cannot be broken. If I can't afford it and die, I can't do anything."
Lei Mengsha turned to look at Liu Yue and Mo Xiaohei and spread his hands.
Young Master Liu Yue frowned and said helplessly: "Let our school pay for this."
It was a false alarm! As long as it can be settled with money, it doesn't matter. Lei Mengsha shouted loudly: "Yin Luoxia wins!"
"Good!" The audience in the audience shouted good, but in fact, they all complained about some people in their hearts.
"How is it?" Yin Luoxia returned to Wen Jiutian and raised her eyebrows, "The way I used poison just now is a combination of gambling and poison."
Wen Jiutian smiled: "It's really amazing. But next time if you want to use poison, can you just slap someone in the face?""But I have none left!" Yin Luoxia smiled, "Give me some more?"
"I'll give you more when we get home!" Wen Jiutian raised his eyebrows and said, "She is really a fairy. Fairy, can we sleep together tonight? I'll lie down, and you'll sit..."
"Next, Zhao Yujia vs. Xiahou Mengding." Lei Mengsha glanced at the roster and frowned. He was familiar with Xiahou Mengding because his father Xiahou Li was the general of Zhenwu, but he had never heard of Zhao Yujia. Could this be the person who taught Jia Que in the school? Lei Mengsha shook his head and whispered, "Strange things happen every year, but this year there are especially many."
Xiahou Mengding took the stage first. He was wearing armor and holding a gun.
But Zhao Yujia staggered out of the crowd, yawning and looking very listless.
However, when he passed by Wen Jiutian, he suddenly froze and remembered what the head master said to him when he went down the mountain. He smiled at Wen Jiutian, scratched his head and whispered: "Master Wen, we meet again." After saying that, he quickly covered his mouth, and the beard that was attached to him almost fell off.
Wen Jiutian recognized the peach wood sword on his back at a glance. This was the lustful Taoist priest Wang Yixing who met at Mingjian Villa.
Baili Dongjun pulled his shoulder: "Master, we seem to have met before."
Zhao Yujia lowered his head, looking like a Taoist priest, but he made a Buddhist gesture and kept talking.
"Amitabha, I, Zhao Yujia, have never seen the donor. The donor has recognized the wrong person."