When the devil respects life as a waste

Liu Shaoqing was overwhelmed by Xie Lingjun's sword shock, and when he thought that he had uttered nonsense to Xie Lingjun, he was immediately ashamed and had no place to stay.

And there is one thing that makes him extremely disturbed, Xie Lingjun's swordsmanship is exactly the same as that of his elder brother!

No, it's not the same.

In Xie Lingjun's sword, there is a thorough understanding of the vicissitudes of life and the ups and downs of the world.The elder brother's sword is a hibiscus that comes out of clear water, not contaminated by a speck of dust, it is clean, like a thousand li breeze, a bright moon and a clear sky.

Liu Shaoqing was in a trance, looking back, Xie Lingjun walked down the stage, and was quickly submerged in the crowd.

What Xie Lingjun said to Liu Shaoqing at sunrise is now echoing in Liu Shaoqing's mind.

——"I'm not here to die, I'm here to show you my sword."

—— "Has anyone ever told you that a sword repairer's sword is not in his hand, but in his heart?"

Liu Shaoqing thought, in this case, the elder brother also told him about it, but he didn't understand it.But now, he seems to understand a little bit, what is Jianxin, and what is the unity of human and sword.

What the chief disciple Xie Lingjun hadn't done for decades, this so-called waste Xie Lingjun did it in a day.

When Elder Wu called Liu Shaoqing, he hadn't slowed down yet, and walked onto the competition stage like a walking dead.

This time, his opponent was Wei Lianying.

Qingyang Pavilion is Qizong.There are many kinds of utensils, swords, guns, swords and halberds are utensils, as are qin, se, flute and flute.Most of the Qingyang Pavilion are sword cultivators, but there are also music cultivators who use the qin as their natal instrument.

Wei Lianying is one of the rare Lexiu in Qingyang Pavilion.

Wei Lianying held a chaotic guqin in her arms. The top of the piano was ten thousand year sycamore, the bottom was Tianshan catalpa, and the whole body was originally painted with black lacquer.Her Guqin, named "Dead Wood Dragon's Song", is a natal instrument handed down in her family.

Wei Lianying's green shirt was as clean as it was after the rain, and she was cool and beautiful, holding a guqin in her arms, and she had an indescribable charm of her own.

Her voice was cold, like the sound of a mountain spring: "Wei Lianying, please enlighten me."

Liu Shaoqing came back to his senses, and found that he was already standing on the competition platform, nodded, holding the sword and said: "Liu Shaoqing, please enlighten me."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Lianying immediately made a move.As soon as the overtone came out, the seven silk strings flew towards the place where Liu Shaoqing was, as fast as a gust of wind.

Liu Shaoqing drew out his sword, using the Qi style of Qingya swordsmanship, which has a long wind.Feng Dong, his sword failed to split Wei Lianying's seven silk strings.

Wei Lianying flew towards Liu Shaoqing following the string, and smashed the guqin towards Liu Shaoqing.

"It's really..." Xie Lingjun laughed softly. No matter how many times he watched Wei Lianying's style of play, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Ordinary music repairers, especially piano repairers, usually use music to release their spiritual power, and channel the majestic spiritual power into sound.As long as there is a sound, people's lives can be taken from thousands of miles away.

Like Wei Lianying, using a divine weapon as a big knife and swiping it directly, is simply unheard of and unseen.Many people who saw this style of play for the first time felt that Wei Lianying was reckless.

Wei Lianying swung the guqin, nimble and light, her movements were faster than Liu Shaoqing's sword.

Liu Shaoqing just dodged Wei Lianying's qin, and the next moment, the rapid sound of the qin rushed towards him like a landslide and tsunami.

The power of the piano sound will weaken with the distance, and Wei Lianying's piano sound can penetrate the tree trunk within five miles.Such a close contact makes the power even more extraordinary.

The sound of the piano resounded, and the bluestone slabs on the stage shattered, and began to surge upwards, smashing towards Liu Shaoqing one after another.

"How do you think we should deal with Wei Lianying in order to win?" Shen Zhengze asked, and he moved closer to Xie Lingjun, smiling lightly.

Xie Lingjun didn't take his eyes off, and replied: "Don't be defensive, just confront Wei Lianying directly, with the awareness that both sides will suffer, only then can we survive from adversity."

There are three kinds of Dao and seven kinds of laws.Immortal cultivators introduce five spirits and weave Taoism to attack.

There are seven kinds of Taoism, which can be divided into physical arts, magic arts and soul arts.

Wei Lianying's first move, and the bluestone slabs flying all over the field, naturally belonged to physical art, acting on Liu Shaoqing's body.And the sound of the piano played by her, disturbing and attacking Liu Shaoqing's spirit, is a kind of soul technique.

If Liu Shaoqing wanted to defend, the sword moves he used had to defend against two aspects, not only to resist the physical technique of Qingshiban, but also to resist the soul technique performed by Wei Lianying's Qinyin.

"Qingya Sword Art," Xie Lingjun said, "is aimed at attacking, and the starting style is to kill with a single sword, but Liu Shaoqing used it to defend. This is the first mistake he made. He cherishes his life and is very afraid Pain, if you don’t have a sword heart that lives toward death, you won’t be able to use the Qingya Sword Art well.”

Shen Zhengze was thoughtful: "The handyman can only practice the Mozhe Sword Jue. From your appearance, you are very familiar with the Qingya Sword Jue practiced by inner disciples."

Xie Lingjun took his time and responded calmly: "I have a friend named Mei Jiu, she is an inner disciple of Qingyang Pavilion."

Shen Zhengze knew Mei Jiu very well.After Xie Lingjun fell into a demon, Mei Jiu stayed with him day and night, riding on the saddle, and later even sacrificed for Xie Lingjun.Shen Zhengze is very grateful to Mei Jiu, it turns out that Mei Jiu and this person in front of him also met once.

Shen Zhengze felt indescribably weird, as if something was about to come out in the dark, but he ignored it.

The person in front of him is also called Xie Lingjun, his sword is very similar to Xie Lingjun, and he is familiar with Xie Lingjun's friends.

Why is that?

Shen Zhengze suddenly had a fire of ignorance.

Xie Lingjun, there is only one Xie Lingjun in this world, so what is this person in front of you?

He is also worthy of being called Xie Lingjun, and also worthy of imitating Xie Lingjun's sword clumsily, and also worthy of associating with Xie Lingjun's friends?

"Who do you think will win?" Shen Zhengze lowered his eyes, and his smile was like duckweed floating peacefully in the evening wind, as if he could use this smile to soothe people's hearts, as if all injured people could be healed in this smile.

Xie Lingjun gave the answer without thinking: "Wei Lianying."

Liu Shaoqing's sword was very soft, and the fierce Qingya Sword Art became limp in his hands.

He is a swordsman who has never thought of killing people. His pursuit of swords is to follow suit, thinking that one day he will be praised by his senior brother.What he wanted was Xie Lingjun's affirmation, but he didn't agree with Xie Lingjun's understanding of kendo, and he didn't agree with Xie Lingjun's criticism of him.

Xie Lingjun watched Liu Shaoqing flee in embarrassment, and couldn't help but shook his head.

It's not completely without reason that he will be kind to Liu Shaoqing.

Although Liu Shaoqing's sword had too many distracting thoughts, it didn't have the slightest smell of blood.

Xie Lingjun's own sword quenched countless blood and beheaded countless opponents. When he saw Liu Shaoqing's sword, he was naturally surprised-it was a human's way of the sword, which had no desire for the way of the sword itself.

The previous two fights are enough to see the difference.

Liu Shaoqing fought with Mei Jiu, knocking down Mei Jiu's saber with one sword, but did not hurt Mei Jiu himself in the slightest.

When Xie Lingjun fought with Shen Zhengze, Shen Zhengze used his sword to cut off the tendons in Xie Lingjun's arms; Xie Lingjun made a move because he wanted to cut off Shen Zhengze's head.

Although Xie Lingjun hated Liu Shaoqing's bullying and his duplicity, he also admitted that Liu Shaoqing was domineering, but he had no intention of harming others.

Is the word love in the world really that powerful?

Liu Shaoqing's temperament changed drastically because of Shen Zhengze, and a sword pierced his chest.

Xie Lingjun loosened his brows, that's all, don't think too much about the past.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the entire martial arts arena was flattened to the ground.

Dust soared into the sky, blocking everyone's sight, making it difficult for people to tell what happened inside.

Shen Zhengze asked: "You guessed that Wei Lianying would win, but now that the result is out, do you think your judgment is correct?"

"It's not a guess," Xie Lingjun smiled. "I said that Wei Lianying will win. It's definitely not a guess. I just said an inevitable result."

It was already sunset, the sky was dark, and with the dust all over the sky, it was impossible to see the situation clearly, but Xie Lingjun was confident that Wei Lianying must have defeated Liu Shaoqing.

"What happened just now? Why did I see that Wei Lianying plucked the strings, and suddenly there was a loud noise. It shouldn't be Wei Lianying. Lexiu is good at soul arts, and physical attacks cannot be so powerful."

"Who won?"

"It might be Liu Shaoqing. I saw his sword thrust into the arena. Maybe it was his sword that destroyed the entire arena."

There was an uproar under the stage.

"Accepted." Wei Lianying's clear voice came from the dust, neither sad nor happy, neither surprised nor happy.With her attitude, one can't help guessing that even if she loses, she shouldn't have too many emotional ups and downs.

Wu Fazheng waved his sleeves, and the competition platform returned to its original state in an instant.

The dust dissipated, people just saw Wei Lianying put away the seven silk strings.

Wei Lianying's "Dead Wood Dragon's Song" stood on the ground.Of the seven silk strings, four tied Liu Shaoqing's limbs, one snatched Liu Shaoqing's sword, and the remaining two were wrapped around Liu Shaoqing's neck.

Xie Lingjun thought to himself: "The qin of the Dead Wood Dragon Yin is exactly suitable for the Qingya Sword Art. They are both born to die. It's a pity that Liu Shaoqing is too weak to force Wei Lianying's full strength, otherwise we can watch the real one again. The withered wood dragon chant."

Wei Lianying's silk thread was gathered, and she gently wiped the guqin with her sleeve.

She still had no expression on her face, but the cautious demeanor in her gestures made it hard to imagine that this woman was the brutal piano-playing Lexiu in front of her.

"I lost." Liu Shaoqing bit her lip, then let go, reluctantly admitting.After finishing speaking, he took the saber thrown by Wei Lianying, and walked down from the competition platform with his head down, looking lonely.

Wei Lianying was still standing on the competition platform, with the dead wood Dragon Yin standing beside her.As cold as the mountain ice that has not melted for many years, such a beautiful woman is a terrifying murderer in the future.

Her expression seemed to say——

Come on you all, I don't care.

In the last competition, the person Xie Lingjun was fighting against was Le Xiu, who was wearing a green shirt on the stage.

On the willow branches on the moon, a ray of cold light leaked slightly from the skylight of Shangwu Terrace.

Xie Lingjun was dressed in black, with gold thread on the skirt, and a black dragon tattooed under the gold thread.

He was holding a mortal long sword, and the scabbard was wrapped with black cloth round after round.

Xie Lingjun was on the stage for the third time.

He said: Xie Lingjun, please enlighten me. "

The author has something to say: the essence of human beings is really fragrant, and Xie Lingjun will slowly prove himself.

I was going to go out today, but I couldn't go out due to strong winds, so I will update a chapter. I hope you will enjoy reading it.

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Wei Lianying was still standing on the competition platform, with the dead wood Dragon Yin standing beside her.As cold as the mountain ice that has not melted for many years, such a beautiful woman is a terrifying murderer in the future.

Her expression seemed to say——

Come on you all, I don't care.

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Wei Lianying: I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!My wife is also very hard to beat!