Dragon Blood Sword God

Chapter 50: Real Realm!
Bixia Peak, Bamboo Garden.

The purple bamboos are overgrown, quiet and elegant. In a bamboo house, Qin Keqing moved slowly with his pen, and was meticulously sketching out a portrait. Immediately, he stared at the portrait in a daze, as if he didn't even know someone came in.

"Senior Sister Keqing!"

Ye Qiushui stepped forward and shouted!
Only then did Qin Keqing come back to her senses, put down her paintbrush, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, are you here?"

Immediately, he noticed something and said in surprise, "Little Junior Sister, have you made a breakthrough again?"

At this moment, Ye Qiushui is already at the ninth level of true essence.

With the help of "Emperor Worship Pill", her Yin Yuanmai was also stimulated, and her talent became more and more terrifying.

"Senior sister, compared with you, I am still far behind."

Ye Qiushui wasn't proud at all, but she had promised Lin Jingyu that she would definitely help him when she was strong, this level of strength was simply not enough.

"No wonder the master hasn't shown up recently, I dare to teach you this genius."

Qin Keqing was not happy.

Of course, this is just pretending. Ye Qiushui can improve so quickly. Apart from talent, she also works harder than the average person. She sees this in her eyes.

Ye Qiushui was also not angry, and knew that Qin Keqing was pretending. Before entering Bixia Peak, she was always excluded by her seniors because of her talent.

Only Qin Keqing didn't exclude her, instead got along very well with her and even took care of her a lot.

"Sister, what are you drawing?"

Ye Qiushui was curious.

"A pride of all us Qin people!"

Qin Keqing smiled slightly, looked sideways at the portrait, as if recalling, and said, "I've only seen him once, so I can only draw from memory."

Hearing this, Ye Qiushui became even more curious, and stepped forward to watch.

The picture drawn is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, wearing a pitch-black battle armor, with undead skeletons on his shoulders, a blood-colored battle sword on his waist, riding a domineering black scales, his eyes are fierce and arrogant, as if he has returned from hell the king!

She is obviously a childish young man, but she has an imperial demeanor and a domineering posture!
"This... isn't this...??"

Ye Qiushui was stunned.

"Are you fascinated by him?"

Qin Keqing chuckled, and said: "Not only you, but the former girl, who is not fascinated by this "little kid", who is proud of him, but..."

As if thinking of something, Qin Keqing's almond eyes were sad, angry, full of evil spirit and hatred!

That pink fist sounded!
Ye Qiushui didn't care about these things, she just stared blankly at this "husband" with different styles.

Isn't this exactly Lin Jingyu from three years ago!

In three years, although she had grown up and changed a lot in appearance, she was sure that this was indeed Lin Jingyu.

"you know me……??"

Ye Qiushui turned his head, and was about to ask Lin Jingyu about what happened before, when a few young girls came hurriedly outside the bamboo garden.

"Senior Sister, Senior Brother Jian Wuchen has come to Bixia Peak again. He said he was looking for Ye Qiushui, and he couldn't stop him."

The girls said anxiously, and then looked at Ye Qiushui with great hostility.

When they came to Bixia Peak, Ye Qiushui was squeezed out, and the bigger reason was that the male god of their dreams, Jian Wuchen, actually fell in love with Ye Qiushui.

As the number one genius of Tongtian Sword Sect, the young No.1 has always been their goal!

This goal has become Ye Qiushui alone, how can they have a good face.

Ye Qiushui frowned slightly, and said sternly: "I already have a husband, and I won't like anyone anymore!"

After speaking, he left alone.

This surprised Qin Keqing, what kind of man could completely capture the girl's heart, even the first genius of Jianzong would not even look at him?
Looking at Qian Ying who had resolutely left, Qin Keqing withdrew her gaze and said, "Go and tell Jian Wuchen that Junior Sister is in seclusion!"

Hearing this, the girls turned around and left.

At the foot of Bixia Peak, Jian Wuchen's expression remained calm after listening to the girls' answers.

"Have a husband?"

"so what?"

"The woman I fancy can only be mine!"

Jian Wuchen murmured, turned around and left, walked a few steps, stamped his feet and shouted: "Check for me, find that person!"

Immediately, the disciples behind him looked at each other and left.

……

Three days later, the sword wall opened again, and a figure stepped out of it.

"He finally came out."

The disciples in front of the sword wall all opened their sword eyes and stared away. This newcomer they dismissed had accomplished what none of them could accomplish.

Sword soul room, three days trip, unparalleled swordsmanship!

Those who enter the sword soul room must have a bright future in the sword.

Among the nine people in the past, which one was the most amazing.

Even the recent Jian Wuchen has successfully stepped into the No.1 position of Jianzong youth.

Lin Jingyu's figure landed on the ground, he glanced at the sword wall, the edge flashed by, three days, it was indeed a worthwhile trip.

His kendo has made a huge breakthrough, he has been promoted to the first level of kendo, and even has some understanding of the second level of kendo.

Moreover, the strength has returned to the real astral realm, and he has a special sword astral. This is the harvest of three days, which makes him very satisfied.

"I wonder if Dillon has found a suitable sword?"

Immediately, he stepped away.

"So you want to leave?"

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of him.

This person is exactly the disciple who attacked him before, Zhengang Sanzhong!

"I just want to know, Sword Wall Mystery, said, you can go."

That disciple was extremely domineering, he pulled out his sword, and chills bloomed, if he didn't say anything, he would be at his own risk.

Other disciples also came up, and they also wanted to know that being able to enter the Sword Soul Room was undoubtedly a great fortune for them, and they didn't want to give up.

"Intimidation?"

Lin Jingyu frowned, "I haven't settled the debt with you before, but now, you still have the face to stand in front of me, because you think your sword is stronger and can kill me?"

"I just want to ask you one question, will you tell me?"

The disciple stared coldly, and the entire atmosphere on the sword wall was quickly suppressed.

"Don't talk!"

Lin Jingyu opened his mouth and responded directly.

"Then, let me see, how much progress have you made after going to the Sword Soul Room?"

That disciple was very domineering, if he didn't say anything, the sword had already been drawn, and the cold air came straight to him, trying to force Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingyu also moved, but only for a moment.

A flash of sword light suddenly bloomed in the void, and the sword that was killed was broken into two sections instantly, and two of the disciple's fingers were cut off.

The sword is fast, only for an instant, only the sword's killing remains, but Lin Jingyu doesn't seem to have moved at all!
Ah!
The disciple retreated with bloody hands, his expression terrified.

"You should be thankful that only your two fingers were cut off, not your head. Next time, remember to have an extra pair of eyes to see clearly who can be bullied by you."

Without even looking at it, Lin Jingyu turned around and left.

The pupils of the disciples beside the sword wall shrank, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. They didn't see the sword just now, and they didn't even have the sword energy.

Is this still a rookie?
Leaving Jianbi, Lin Jingyu wandered around Jianzhong Peak, and saw Di Long's figure on a cliff.

but……

He's in trouble!

Beside him, there were still four or five disciples surrounding him, and he looked very embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)