Master, there’s something wrong with the way she looks at me.

"Its momentum is like an abyss, its sword is like a rainbow, a blade breaks its throat, and a hundred steps fly sword.

Ling Qingchen said softly.

With the fall of Ling Qingchen's words.

A blinding cold light flashed.

The long sword in Ling Qingchen's hand suddenly turned into a rocket.

At a speed that is imperceptible to the naked eye, he rushed straight towards Ding Dang's throat.

"Senior Brother Qingchen's move, it's so handsome!"

"The name of this move is so domineering." "

I'll just say, such a handsome senior brother Qingchen, how can it be a

waste material!" Ling Qingchen: "......"

is false!

When they said that I was a waste material just now, I didn't see you to help me refute it.

Seeing Ling Qingchen throw out the sword in his hand without saying a word, Ding Dang's pupils couldn't help but shrink and he was taken aback.

What kind of evil way is this?

As a swordsman, you actually lost the sword in your hand?"

Facing

Ling Qingchen's blow, Ding Dang didn't dare to be careless.

The spear in his hand began to dance rapidly.

The dense spears were stabbed out by Ding Dang.

A gun curtain was formed, and there was a faint momentum to block Ling Qingchen's flying sword.

At the same time, Ling Qingchen also took out a brand-new top-grade immortal weapon long sword from the storage ring.

"Changhong runs through the sun. "

Take advantage of the gap between Ding Dang's full defense of the flying sword.

The long sword in Ling Qingchen's hand danced, and a rainbow light like a burning cloud on the edge of the sky was brought out by the long sword.

"Hmmm. The

gun curtain that Ding Dang danced out was like a papier-mâché, and it was instantly penetrated.

The flying sword, along with the sword in Ling Qingchen's hand, arrived at Ding Dang's throat at the same time.

Ding Dang swallowed his saliva with some fear.

The chill of the sword blade, he could already feel it clearly.

"Senior Brother Ding, what's going on?"

"Alas, Senior Brother Ding is careless!" "

This damn Qingchen Peak waste material, don't talk about martial arts."

didn't wait for Senior Brother Ding to finish speaking.

began to deceive and began to sneak attack Senior Brother Ding. "

Nonsense.

Everyone has finished introducing each other.

The process that should be taken is over, why can't Senior Brother Qingchen do it?"

"Vegetables are dishes, don't make so many excuses for your Senior Brother Ding."

"Is it so difficult to admit that Senior Brother Qingchen is strong?"

At the moment when Ding Dang was held to his throat by Ling Qingchen with a sword, the audience immediately began to discuss.

Most of the male monks almost all scolded Ling Qingchen angrily.

His eyes were full of resentment and injustice.

And the vast majority of the female monks were refuting these male monks and speaking for Ling Qingchen.

Appearance is justice, and this saying is not only common in the real world.

In the world of cultivation, it is also universal.

As long as the facial features are good, the three views follow the five senses.

"Your own apprentice, is you already so proficient in the use of sword intent?"

Looking at Ling Qingchen, who was holding the sword against Ding Dang's throat, a hint of surprise flashed in Ning Qingxue's eyes.

Why is the gun curtain that Ding Dang wielded the same as the papier-mâché, and the reason for this.

Of course, she knew.

Ling Qingchen concealed his indestructible sword intent in his sword.

And Ding Dang is still in the realm of the gun, and he is still 108,000 miles away from comprehending the gun's intent.

How can the spear be able to match the sword intent?

It is a matter of course that it will lose.

"In this competition, Qingchen Peak Ling Qingchen won. Ning

Qingxue was afraid that Ding Dang would not talk about martial arts, so she would make a sudden counterattack.

Hurriedly walked to Ling Qingchen's side, faintly protected Ling Qingchen, and announced the result.

"Senior brother, although you seem to have won on the surface, senior brother.

But in reality, you're already losing.

Ding Dang put away the gun in his hand with a sigh and spoke.

Ning Qingxue

: "???" Ling Qingchen: "???"

Isn't it close to a one-move instant kill, almost with a neat attitude, winning the game?

"How can I lose

all the time?" "How do you say this?"

Ling Qingchen asked with some curiosity.

"Senior brother, what you just said is a mere Jedi Spear God, you can break it with a single sword, right?"

Ding Dang looked at Ling Qingchen with a serious face and asked.

Ling Qingchen:

"......" this ...... It's all my words of blowing water and pretending to be compared, it's

just casual talk!"

"Senior brother, I did say such words, yes, but ......"

Ling Qingchen nodded lightly and admitted.

"Then junior brother, think about it again, how many swords did you use to defeat senior brother me?"

Ding Dang opened his mouth to interrupt Ling Qingchen's words and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "......"

and "Two swords."

Ling Qingchen replied truthfully.

"Words don't count.

Senior brother, you lost too much senior brother!

Obviously, you said that you used one sword, but in the end, you used two swords.

Cultivating people first.

Senior brother still has to cultivate more of his virtue and character first, yes!"

Ding Dang sighed lightly and shook his head, and said.

Although he lost, he still wanted to try to see if he could add some blockage to Ling Qingchen, or all kinds of demons or something.

Ling Qingchen:

"......" this ...... Is there still such a naïve person in this world

? Can he take his jokes seriously?

Don't you know that soldiers are not tired of deceit?