I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 159: One sword starts a craze, one sword quenches the mad monk
Only those who are outstanding in both civil and military skills and are unique in the world can be truly outstanding and praised by people today.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
Three sword strikes in succession, Shen Xinghai used defense instead of attack in a rare move, and was no longer as aggressive as before.

But this is actually just an appearance, and the tactics are like the art of war.

When the enemy's front is sharp, retreat first and avoid it to lure the enemy deeper.

Just like this moment, Li Lang struck again with his sword, but Shen Xinghai no longer continued to retreat, but turned sideways and punched Li Lang.

Li Lang's moves were old, and it was too late to temporarily change his sword technique, so he punched him in the same direction.

Boom!
It was like the sound of a wooden stake hitting an iron barrel.

Li Lang is naturally the wooden stake, and the iron bucket is Shen Xinghai.

After a head-on collision, half of Li Lang's body was numb.

If he hadn't practiced three magical body-protecting skills in advance, and the hardness of his body had greatly increased, then half of his body would have been numb in this hasty exchange of blows, and it would most likely have split open.

"Okay! Please cooperate with me and play music to make music happy!" Li Lang said with a smile.

"General, can you drink alcohol?"

Li Lang shouted in the direction of the crowd: "Is there anyone in Beijing who is good at ventriloquist?"

Li Lang asked, holding the wine jar.

It seemed that he wanted to see what other tricks Li Lang could come up with.

The ventriloquists did not give up this rare opportunity to show their faces. They rode on the shoulders of their companions and emerged from the crowd. They began to imitate various natural sounds and merge them into the length of the music.

Almost all the fine wines in the city can be displayed at this moment, as if it has become a fine wine exhibition in an instant.

Li Lang raised his head and roared, then faced the crowd: "Can you please treat me to a drink?"

Li Lang took the wine, opened the seal, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth.

Before Shen Xinghai could speak, he saw a large number of wine bottles, wine jars, and wine bags thrown out into the crowd.

Immediately, several people said: "A certain family meeting!"

"Yes! Fifty-year-old Xinghua Wine! Master, catch it!" The boss of Xinghua Tower was also among the crowd watching, and he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and immediately threw out a jar of wine.

Shen Xinghai casually picked up a jar of wine, took a swig, and then looked at Li Lang coldly.

Then he laughed loudly: "Good wine!"

Shen Xinghai is at a higher level, has learned more magical arts and martial arts, and has definitely practiced more longevity skills. He just doesn't use any other means. In terms of strength, basic speed, and the strength of his body, He was much taller than Li Lang.

But there is absolutely no such thing as fairness.

He was no longer in a hurry to kill Li Lang.

"I've got it again!"

The particularity of the environment has barely weakened some of the differences caused by different realms.

It was chaotic at first, but soon they all came together, determined not to let the ventriloquists steal the spotlight.

Before the ventriloquists started, some people with musical instruments and sitting on other floats started playing first.

"Autumn comes to see each other, but I am ashamed of Ge Hong for the cinnabar. I spend my days drinking and singing wildly, who is the hero of flying and domineering." Li Lang recited poems loudly, his sword energy rose again, and his madness became even higher.

If it is the madness of just now, and it is 30% true and 70% acting.

At that moment, there are seven parts truth and three parts performance.

Is it a play and a fake love, or is it true and false even when it is fake? How can you tell the difference so clearly when the wine fills your heart?
A person who is only arrogant has no ability.

But if a person can't even be crazy, then he has no future.

If there is nothing behind you, it’s time to go crazy.

When drinking and singing, I want to lose my temper.

The sword was arrogant and once again took the lead.

Li Lang fought with Shen Xinghai again.

Jianyi!

This style is not limited to the flying sword method. It can also be used with a short sword.

It is actually a lure.

One sword leads to ten thousand swords.

All changes are within this sword. However, Li Lang's prepared sword was easily blocked by Shen Xinghai.

What he did was simple. No matter which way Li Lang's sword came from, he would hit it back all the way.

It is so brutal and domineering, but it is also extremely effective.

"There is a crazy visitor here who calls himself an immortal. The wind and rain startle him when he writes, and the ghosts and gods cry into his poems." Li Lang read again.

In the crowd, some singers have already begun to sing along.

Whether it's poetry or words, they can be sung by themselves.

Sing high to express your emotions, and fill your chest with strong feelings.

"Sword Two!"

The sword light in Li Lang's hand divided into two, one transformed into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight, eight transformed into sixteen...

In just a short while, thousands of sword lights were formed, each one was very solid, and each one followed a single sword path.

Only that madness remains.

"Hey! How can this monk... be so angry?" someone in the crowd said softly.

Another person said: "I am a Taoist, but I have gone astray!"

As soon as Jian Er came out, it finally caused a little trouble for Shen Xinghai.

But it was just a minor trouble. When the big halberd was waved, a violent storm swept over him. There was no sword light that could block Shen Xinghai's counterattack.

He still firmly stepped on the ground under his feet and approached Li Lang.

The target is Li Lang's head.

"Those who are deep in the clouds seeking fame will never know the wonderful principles of turbid glutinous rice. When I look back and shout, the clouds fly and the wind rises. I don't hate the ancients for not seeing me, and I hate the ancients for not seeing me for being crazy." Li Lang kept saying words, and the steps under his feet kept stopping. The sword in his hand will never stop.

Three swords!

In an instant, all the swords returned to oneness, but it was time to return to their true nature.

This sword will never change again.

There is only solitary courage and full of madness.

At this time, the people watching the battle also fell into a frenzy.

They initially watched the show and questioned how many moves Li Lang could withstand from Shen Xinghai's hands. At this moment, they actually vaguely felt that Li Lang might have a chance to really block Shen Xinghai, but in fact, he could only pass by less than one pillar. Fragrant time.

Ding!
The dagger and the halberd collided unexpectedly, but they were not at a disadvantage.

"I don't need to take pictures when I dance. The plum blossoms are randomly inserted into the black scarf and the fragrance is incense. Don't laugh at each other when I'm acting in front of the bottle. I'll die if you think of this."

Li Lang's sword was still weaker after all, but his craziness increased.

So it appeared that Li Lang kept retreating during the fight with Shen Xinghai.

But at the same time, the sharp and crazy sword energy swept through Shen Xinghai's body like a strong wind, forcing Shen Xinghai to be distracted and return to defense at all times.

In the current battle, it is difficult to judge who has the upper hand and who is at a disadvantage.

It can only be said that they are evenly matched?

Can Li Lang fight evenly with Shen Xinghai?

Before tonight, everyone would have only listened to it as a joke.

But at this moment, such a scene actually happened.

You know, Li Lang is more than a hundred years younger than Shen Xinghai.

If Li Lang was allowed to grow for another hundred years, would anyone in this world be able to compare with him?
"Sword madness, monk madness... are ultimately human madness!"

"But he can be crazy, because he is worth it!" Zhang Yuansheng commented loudly in the crowd.

He can enhance the atmosphere.

In today's battle, without the support of the atmosphere, Li Lang might not be able to fight like this with Shen Xinghai.

At this moment, Li Lang felt that his strength was almost exhausted.

No matter how much you use a moment of madness to improve the edge of your sword, it will eventually run out.

(End of this chapter)