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Chapter 565 The Weakest Scum of the Sect
"Sharpening Sword Hall Battle Hall Elder Liu Yan!"

"Liu Yu, a registered disciple of the Shilipo Sword Sect."

As soon as the two of them reported their families, there was an uproar in the Sword Hall.

My own family sent the strongest combat force, but the opposite party only sent an unknown soldier.

Although registered disciples have names, everyone knows that apart from a name, they have no sense of existence.

Some of the disciples of Sharpening Sword Hall rejoiced in their hearts. The other party underestimated the enemy and was careless, simply giving their own territory. Such kind people are rare.

On the other hand, the disciples who were arrogant in heart and body felt great humiliation, clamoring one by one to teach each other for the master.

"Hmph! Is there no one left in the Shilipo Sword Sect? They even sent a young boy over to die!"

"Xiaowa, the old man advises you to leave the sect, go home and marry a daughter-in-law, so as to save a seed, so that no one will die for your father when you die one day."

Lie Yu smiled, "Old man, you have not only sharpened your swords in the sword hall, but your mouth has been sharpened quite quickly. Why, do you only have lip skills left?"

The two sides were fighting with each other, but their feet never stopped. They were all moving slowly, looking for angles and positions that were beneficial to themselves, and trying to lock the opponent's flaws.

Liu Yan, the elder of Lijiantang, has been famous for decades, and has experienced all kinds of ups and downs. To use a cliché, he eats more salt than Liayu eats rice, and the bridge he crosses is longer than Liayu's journey .

Not only is his swordsmanship exquisite and majestic, but he also has a wealth of combat experience, just like a piece of jade that has been carefully polished and played with for a hundred years, it is crystal clear without any flaws.

Liu Yan is confident that the young boy on the opposite side is definitely not his opponent. He can crush the opponent with his momentum and experience alone, and there is no need to draw his sword at all.

But when the two sides confronted each other, Liu Yan realized that he was thinking too much, and even thinking wrong.

Although the other party was young, his aura was very steady, not only as stable as a rock, but also turning slowly but firmly like a millstone.

Liu Yan felt like soybeans in a millstone, soybeans that were constantly squeezed and ground into an indescribable liquid.

No!

It can't go on like this!

Although it was only a dozen or so breaths, Liu Yan already felt that his aura had been suppressed by a thread.

He knew that it was impossible to expect the opponent to make mistakes, because the opponent was more stable than himself, and if the stalemate continued, he would be the first to collapse.

Must take the initiative!

Liu Yan's palm holding the sword was tight and tight, and the muscles and bones of his wrist were tense to the extreme, as if he would draw the sword out of its sheath at any time, releasing a majestic and invincible sword energy.

However, the opponent's aura was too smooth, like an extremely round sphere, slippery without holding back, without any focus.

Liu Yan hesitated, the saber was stuck in Tun's mouth and dared not move a single bit, the sword energy that had been held back for several years did not dare to shoot out a single bit.

This is like archery, at least he is aiming at the target, even if he can't hit the red heart, at least he is aiming at the red heart, and finally hits the target.

But now, Liu Yan couldn't find the opponent's flaw at all, and couldn't lock the target at all.

"Damn it!"

Drops of cold sweat broke out on Liu Yan's forehead.

Complete!

There is no flaw!

At least, with Liu Yan's eyes, there is no flaw to be seen, which shows that the opponent's strength is at least one level higher than his own.

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

Lie Yu doesn't know what it means to be polite, let alone what it means to be merciful.

Before he finished speaking, he was already stomping on the ground, his body shot out like an arrow off the string, and halfway through, the sword energy of the Iron Slashing Sword Technique had already risen and wrapped around the blade.

not good!

Liu Yan was shocked.

The opponent stood still and moved so that he had nowhere to start. At this time, moving at a high speed, let alone looking for the opponent's flaws, it would be good to be able to survive under the opponent's hands.

Before, Liu Yan always thought about attacking, but never thought about defending.

In his opinion, the essence of Sharpening Sword Hall is to kill the enemy with one blow, and one only needs to pursue the attack unilaterally.

As for defense, it doesn't exist!
The person who can avoid his strongest sword is definitely not something he can fight against, and no matter how powerful the defense method is, he will give it to him for nothing.

Although Lie Yu was excited and excited in his heart, his eyes were always as silent as water, without a trace of waves.

He knew that what he was able to achieve today was entirely the result of the master's empowerment and transmission of skills, the result of assiduously studying the six studies, and the hard work of the four gentlemen who tortured and beat them.

No matter how exquisite Liu Yan's swordsmanship is, can it surpass Mister Liu?
Can Liu Yan's defense be stronger than Mr. Xu's?

No matter how aggressive, fierce, and violent Liu Yan's fighting style is, can it surpass Mr. Long and Mr. Ai?
Do not!
Compared with the four gentlemen, Liu Yan is simply a big-chested and brainless reckless, useless waste.

However, Lion Fighting Rabbit should also go all out, Lie Yu does not want to make mistakes, because he has been overturned by gentlemen because of a small mistake too many times.

The most embarrassing thing for Lie Yu was the first battle with Mr. Long. Mr. Long pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.

calm down!

steady!

Can not have the slightest carelessness.

Just like when you are playing against four gentlemen on weekdays.

Mr. Liu who never makes mistakes, Mr. Xu who never shows his flaws, Mr. Long who always attacks and never defends, and Mr. Ai who is powerful and crushes from beginning to end.

Liu Yan almost cried.

If you don't give them a way to survive, this battle can't be fought at all.

The people around were not personally on the scene, so they didn't know the pressure on Elder Liu Yan at all.

They thought Elder Liu Yan was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, holding the winning ticket in his hands, ready to unleash a shocking blow at any time, splitting rocks and piercing clouds.

No one clamored, let alone shouted. Everyone stared with wide eyes and held their breath, expecting the instant eruption of Elder Liu Yan's incomparable power.

As for the enemies of Elder Liu Yan, no one cared at all.

The moment he stood opposite Elder Liu Yan, he was already dead, and the moment Elder Liu Yan unsheathed his sword was the moment of his death.

Moved!

Elder Liu Yan moved!
Elder Liu Yan took half a step forward with his right foot, leaned his right shoulder forward, and withdrew his left hand. With the sword as the center, two diametrically opposite forces quickly accumulated and erupted instantly.

Swish!
The autumn water is like a flood!

Sparkling!

Thousands of azure sword qi gushed out, as if surging from the scabbard or shooting from the blade, instantly drowning everything on the ring and filling everyone's vision.

Someone saw a sky full of stars.

Someone saw a spark start a prairie fire.

Others saw the Jiutian Waterfall.

This is the most exciting moment, the most brilliant moment of Sword Hall's stunt.

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

After the light comes withering.

puff……

Elder Liu Yan only felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down, only to find that the chest muscles he was most proud of had been cut in half, and blood oozed out from the cut, and it exploded in the next moment.

Five steps away, Lie Yu made a movement of shaking blood, and then sheathed his sword.

With a regretful expression on his face, he sighed helplessly.

"My sword energy is still not cohesive enough, and I can't even last for three breaths. I am indeed the weakest scum in the sect."

　It's the end of the month, um, um, um... that...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)