Lord of the Low Version System

"Elder Liu Yan of Lijiantang Battle Hall!"

"Shilipo sword school named disciple splits rain."

As soon as the two of them reported to the family, Lianjiantang clamored.

His family sent the strongest combat power, and he had only sent an unknown soldier across the street.

Although the named disciple has a name, everyone knows that there is no sense of existence except for a name.

Fortunately, some Li Jiantang disciples are fortunate in their hearts. The other party's disregard for the enemy's intentions is basically to give themselves a place. Such good people do not often have it.

Suddenly, the other part of the disciples with pride and arrogance felt great shame, one after another shouting to teach each other for the teacher.

"Hmm! Is there no one in Shilipo Sword School, but he sent a baby boy who died off to death!"

"Little boy, the old man advised you to leave the sect, go home and marry a daughter-in-law, leave a seed, lest one day hang up, no one will give your father the end."

Xie Liyu smiled, "Old man, you sharpen the sword sharply, sharpen your mouth quickly. Why, you only have a mouthful of kung fu?"

Both sides talked with each other, but they didn't stop at their feet. They were all moving slowly, looking for an angle and position that was good for themselves, and trying to lock the flaws of the other side.

Li Jiantang, the elder Liu Yan, became famous for decades and experienced various ups and downs. To put it succinctly, he would eat more salt than rice cracked by cracked rain, and the bridge he walked would be longer than cracked rain. .

Not only is he exquisite in sword skill, he is also exuberant in sword skill, and he has rich experience in battle. It is like a jade that has been carefully polished and played for hundreds of years. It is crystal clear and does not see any flaws.

Yanliu Yan is confident that the hairy boy on the opposite side is definitely not his opponent. He can crush each other based on momentum and experience alone, without pulling a sword at all.

But when the two sides confronted each other vigorously, Liu Yan realized that she thought more and thought more wrong.

Although the other party is young, the momentum is very stable, not only as stable as a rock, but also as a grinding disc, turning slowly but firmly.

The tamarisk feast feels like soybeans in a grinding pan, and the soybeans that are constantly squeezed are ground into an indescribable liquid soybean.

No!

I ca n’t go on like this!

Although it was only a dozen breaths, Liu Yan felt that her momentum had been pushed down the line.

He knows that it is impossible to rely on the opponent to make mistakes, because the opponent is more stable than himself, and if he continues to stand still, it must be himself.

Must master the initiative!

The palm of Yanliu Yan's sword is tight and tight. The muscles and bones of the wrist have been tightened to the extreme. It seems that the sword will be pulled out of the sheath at any time, releasing the mighty sword.

However, the breath of the opponent is too smooth, like a round ball to the extreme, slipping without leaving hands, without any focus.

Yan Liuyan was hesitant. Sabre stuck in his mouth and did not dare to move the slightest bit, and for a few years, he did not dare to shoot at all.

It's like archery, at least aiming at the target, even if he can't hit the red heart, at least, he aimed at the red heart, and finally made a point.

现在 Now, Liu Yan can't find any flaws in the opponent's body, and can't lock the target at all.

"Hell!"

The tamarisk feast forged a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

Successful!

No flaws!

At least, from the perspective of Liu Yan, there is no flaw, which shows that the opponent's strength is at least one level higher than himself.

"Elder Liu, if you don't come, I will go!"

Xi Yu didn't know what was polite at all, let alone what his mercy was.

He was slamming the ground before his voice fell, his body was like an arrow off the string, and he shot it out. When the man was halfway, the sword energy of the iron-sword method had risen and wrapped around the blade.

not good!

Tamarix feast was shocked.

The other party has moved in place and has made himself nowhere to start. At this time moving at a high speed, let alone find the flaws of the other party, it is good to be able to breathe under the other party's hands.

Before dying, Liu Yan had been thinking about offense, never thinking about defense.

他 In his opinion, the essence of Li Jiantang is to defeat the enemy with one sword, and it is only necessary to pursue the attack unilaterally.

As for defense, it doesn't exist!

人 The person who can escape his strongest sword is definitely not able to fight against himself, no matter how strong the defense means is nothing.

Despite the excitement and excitement in his heart, the cracked rain was still silent in his eyes, without a wave.

知道 He knows that he is able to have what he has today. It is the result of the patriarch's initiation and transmission. It is the painstaking study of the Six Schools.

The sword art of Tamarix feast can be more subtle than Mr. Liu?

Willow Yan Yan's defense can be stronger than Mr. Xu?

The fighting style of Tamarix feast is more aggressive, violent, and violent, and can it surpass Mr. Long and Mr. Ai?

Do not!

Compared with the four gentlemen, Liu Yan is simply a big-headed and rash man, a wasteless thing.

However, Lions Bunny should also go all out and Riyu doesn't want to make mistakes, because he has been turned over by gentlemen too many times because of a small mistake.

The most embarrassing thing about Xun Yu was the first battle with Mr. Long, who was dressed as a pig and eaten a tiger by Mr. Long, and was in a state of anti-killing hanging on the wall.

Calm down!

Stable!

I can't take the slightest care.

It's like playing against the four gentlemen on weekdays.

Mr. Liu, who never made mistakes, Mr. Xu, who never showed flaws, Mr. Long, who has been attacking and never defending, and Mr. Ai, who was powerful and crushed from beginning to end.

Tamarix feast almost cried.

I do n’t give a way to live, this fight is impossible to fight.

The people around me were not physically present and didn't know the pressure on Elder Liu Yan at all.

They thought that the elder Liu Yan sat firmly on the Diaoyutai station, holding the winning ticket in his hand, and was ready to burst into a shock at any time, and the stone broke through the clouds.

No one clamored, and no one shouted. Everyone widened their eyes, stared with breathless breath, looking forward to the eruptive power of Elder Liu Yan.

As for the enemies of Elder Liu Yan, no one cares.

The moment he stood opposite Elder Liu Yan, he was already dead, and the moment Elder Liu Yan's sword came out was his death.

Moved!

Elder Tamarix feast moved!

I saw Elder Liu Yan's right foot take a half step forward, his right shoulder leaned forward, his left hand retracted, centered on the sword, two opposite forces, one left and one right, quickly accumulated and broke out instantly.

Huh!

Qiu Shui Ru Hong!

Sparkling!

Thousands of azure azure sword gases spurted out, as if sloshing from the scabbard, and like lasing from the blade, instantly flooding everything on the ring, flooding everyone's vision.

Someone saw the stars.

Someone saw Starfire Ebara.

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Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as beautiful as autumn leaves.

After the rays of light are withered.

Uh ...

Elder Tamarix feast only felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down, but found that his most proud pectoral muscle was cut in half from it, and the blood pours out from the incision, and suddenly broke out in the next instant.

Beyond the five steps, Riyu made a blood-shaking action, and then closed her sword and returned it.

遗憾 Sorrowful expression on his face, sighed helplessly.

"My sword energy is still not condensed enough, even the time for three breaths can not be maintained. I am indeed the weakest **** in the martial arts."