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This king uses a sword, should he weigh its length and weight?

Ximen Chuuxue's problem caused his thinking to fall into a temporary state of confusion, and then Li Maozhen quickly reacted and shook his head, feeling speechless for such a sword idiot.

He doesn't even care about his height and weight, so how can he care about a sword? He only cares about his sister and Qi Guo.

But again, what is Yun Ji's height and weight?

Suddenly thinking of something, Li Maozhen quietly glanced at the empress who was standing under the eaves watching the battle with the corner of his eye, and such a question popped up in his heart.

"Brother Li, why didn't you answer?" Seeing that Li Maozhen hadn't answered his question, Ximen Chuuxue asked him as he continued stroking the scab in his hand.

Li Maozhen: "..."

I don't know, how to answer?

Jian Mei raised her eyebrows. Li Maozhen wanted to answer him directly. She didn't know how long and how heavy the sword in her hand was. However, based on observations during the two days when he joined the group, if she answered like this, 80% of them would be caught in front of him. The man ridiculed him, saying that he was not worthy of the sword, let alone his opponent.

Well, if this guy dared to say something like this to himself, I promise to let him understand why the flowers are so red.

but……

Knowing that you might be scolded for answering this way, why would this king be so stupid to ask for scolding?

"Well, just deal with him casually." Thinking, Li Maozhen lowered his eyes, looked at the sword in his hand, and began to quickly estimate its length, while feeling roughly its weight with his hands.

After a few breaths, Li Maozhen knew it in his heart. He raised his arm and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Ximen to blow the snow, and said lightly: "This sword is the king's sword. The sacred stone is made by thousands of refinements."

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

All the disciples of Phantom Square, including the Empress, who stood under the eaves and watched the battle, couldn't help feeling a shock. These two people... are they so high? !

Not only them, but in the chat group, the Xiongba and others who entered the live broadcast room to watch the live broadcast were also shocked by the force of the two people across the screen.

Unexpectedly, the two people who came before the competition gave people such an unpredictable feeling that they were strong at first glance.

No, the old man (me) has to learn from it.

Therefore, Xiongba and Wei Wuxian, who live in different worlds, stretched out their hands and drew their swords at the same time. Then, Wei Wuxian drew out his casual sword, and the Xiongba with his hands on his waist suddenly realized that he did not have a sword. This Nima is very good. It's embarrassing.

In the world of the ancestor of the magic way, Wei Wuxian whispered in his mouth while waving his casual sword, "This sword is a **** under heaven, with spirituality inside. The sword has a blade of four feet one inch and a net weight of eight catties and six taels. Forged from cold iron, it cuts the iron like mud, slashes demons and demons, and is omnipotent!"

After speaking, Wei Wuxian’s face flashed with satisfaction. He had already decided that the next time the Xianmen Baijia talks feast, if you want to compare swords, he will focus on Jin Jinxuan, and then this is him. Dialogue with Jin Jinxuan.

However, the most important thing is to wait a while to buy a rod and ruler, buy a scale, and weigh this fairy sword.

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Ximen Chuuxue who got Li Maozhen's answer nodded, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Knowing the length and severity of his sword, it seems that Brother Li is also a sword lover, very good, very good.

Then, Ximen Chuuxue was ready to shoot.

"Brother Li, please enlighten me!"

"Come on!" He shouted, and then Li Maozhen waved his sword, and suddenly a purple sword light overflowed, slashing towards Ximen Fuxue fiercely.

"Well, purple sword light?" This was the first time I saw the sword energy of this color exuding. Ximen Chuuxue's pupils shrank suddenly and hurriedly stepped on the ground with his right foot. The whole person jumped from the ground and avoided. This sword of Li Maozhen.

Then, after jumping into the air, he took advantage of the space where he had not landed yet, turned his head in the air, and hurried forward to a position less than three steps away from Li Maozhen.

"sulfuric acid!"

The black sheath sword in his hand pierced forward and collided with the long sword used by Li Maozhen to run. Suddenly, a harsh metal collision sounded, and an invisible wind pressure pressed toward the surroundings, blowing the female emperor planting in the courtyard. Those flowers and plants swayed.

"The speed is good." Very simply, he took the sword of Ximen Chuuxue. Through the collision of the two swords, he sensed the strength of the opponent's internal strength. A smile flashed in the depths of Li Maozhen's eyes, and he faced him. Ximen Chuuxue, who was still frosty in front of him, said lightly.

"Brother Li's reaction is also very keen." Said Ximen Chuuxue, who also sensed Li Maozhen's internal skills and knew that he was inferior to the other party, and there was nothing mixed in his tone.

If you are inferior to the other party, it will have the meaning of fighting. Besides, what you care about is kendo and not internal strength, so why not?

"Bang!" At this moment, Li Maozhen suddenly raised his thigh and kicked Ximen Chuuxue's abdomen 180 degrees upwards. When Ximen Chuuxue realized this, he waved his palm downwards, and the toes and palms of the two met. , The two groups of Zhenqi collided with each other, and for the time being, no one could help each other.

However, since it is temporary, there will always be an end, and the mutual stalemate will always be broken.

No, Li Maozhen’s eyes widened slightly, increasing his internal power output. In an instant, the innocent energy attached to his toes defeated the innocent energy in Ximen Chuuxue’s palm and kicked him directly. Flew out.

Then, Li Maozhen's figure teleported, and her whole body disappeared from where she was, and appeared behind Ximen Chuuxue who flew out.

The long sword in his hand was swung unceremoniously, and a hole was about to be made in Ximen Chuuxue's body.

But Ximen Chuuxue is also a top master in the world. Although his internal strength is not as good as Li Maozhen, his keenness in battle will not be lost to the opponent. Hearing the sound of the long sword rubbing against the air from behind, he immediately Guessing the situation behind him, he decisively turned and fought back with his sword.

"Eprossium! Eprossium! Eprossium!..."

In this way, two people, two swords collided back and forth in this mid-air, like electric flint, repeatedly fought, and then landed on both feet at the same time, and then fought again, many people did not see the movements of these two people clearly, because , The speed of their swords is too fast.

"Good swordsmanship, but their power doesn't seem too strong!" In the chat group and live broadcast room, as one of the few strong men who could clearly see the action of the two of them, Wei Wuxian touched his chin, a little puzzled. Murmured.

Xiong Ba: "If you fight at close range, if the sword is too powerful, you will hurt yourself."

Wei Wuxian: "Oh, can't you send and receive freely?"

Xiongba: "It is precisely because you can send and receive freely, that you deliberately reduce your power, so as not to hurt yourself. You can't expect your sword to be spiritual. It will only attack the enemy and not hurt yourself?"

Wei Wuxian: "Don't your swords have spirituality?"

Xiongba: "Do you have?"

Wei Wuxian: "I have."

Hero: "..."

Damn, the old man doesn't want to care about this person.

Just as Wei Wuxian was talking to Xiongba, Li Maozhen and Ximen Chuuxue had already fought each other for more than 20 strokes. Then, Li Maozhen had figured out the path of Ximen Chuuxue, and he was quick to put it plainly.

Knowing this, he felt boring immediately. Then, he flicked left and right like a ghost, avoiding Ximen Chuuxue's several fast swords. Finally, a sword broke through a weak point in his sword move, and he The long sword in his hand rested on his shoulder.

The battle is over.

Seeing that complexion was still cold, but Ximen Chuuxue who was unwilling could be clearly seen in his eyes, Li Maozhen said indifferently: "Your sword skills are good, but unfortunately, you are not fast enough!"