The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 118 One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States

  Yue Hongling, Qianlong is second!

   Many people in the field held their breath.

   It has been half a year since Yue Hongling ascended to the second place in Qianlong. The best object of training in her heart is Chili!

And if Chili wants to sweep the face of Zhongtu Qianlong, even if he ranks tenth, he will not be able to show his ability. Either he will directly challenge the master of the human list, or if he must find the Qianlong list, then only Yue Hongling or Cui Yuan Yong.

   I didn't expect that it was just a regular treat for the master of the Cao Gang, and here I could see the battle of the first and second potential dragons, and it was also related to the struggle between the nations and the honor and disgrace of the ethnic group!

Even Chi Li never thought that he would really meet Yue Hongling here, after a moment of astonishment, his eyes showed an ecstatic fighting spirit: "Very good, very good, it's actually Sunset Hongling face to face, so it's impossible to come here." Work hard!"

  Yue Hongling said indifferently: "If you want to be on the list, what is the final temper?"

"That's right." Chili smiled slightly: "I'm not going to hide anything... On the next road southward, I heard some people who were called "comparable to the list" and "half-step list" along the way. I don’t think it’s a taste, most of them have earned their fame. It seems that the Book of Chaos is quite reasonable. The girl will not disappoint me."

   There was a commotion among the crowd.

   A few days ago, many famous artists who were close to the list died inexplicably, and it turned out that he did it!

  A lot of strong people who are "comparable to the list of people" are indeed mostly touted. Everyone in the rivers and lakes carries sedan chairs, but not all of them are boasted.

   Taoist Xuanchong asked: "Daoist Huang He also died at your hands?"

   "Not bad." Chi Li laughed: "No matter how powerful the old man is, it's nothing more than that. How about it? A fair duel is not a sneak attack. Could it be that the Taiyi sect can't afford to lose?"

   Xuan Chong's eyes were dark.

This Taoist priest had a very close relationship with their Taiyi Sect, but he died suddenly. This time he came out to investigate the case for a reason, and he unexpectedly solved the case by accident... The problem is that he knows very well that the Taoist priest Huang He did not boast his strength , is really close to the list of people, if there is a chance to compare with the people in the list of people, it is the kind that is really likely to squeeze into the list of people, it is not a waste of fame!

   In other words, this Chili is already at the bottom of the real talent list, what is missing is a formal challenge to the master of the list... He is only twenty-two years old!

  Xia Longyuan's legend, do you want to reproduce it in this person's hands?

  Xuan Chong secretly sweated for Yue Hongling... She is actually younger and less honed than Chili, can she really win?

  Yue Hongling didn't say much, and slowly pulled out the long sword, pointing at Chili: "The sword is called Wanxia, ​​and it is three feet four inches long. Your Excellency please."

   Chili held the scimitar upside down, and replied with a slight courtesy: "The Linghu scimitar has the effect of bewitching the mind and creating illusions. Your Excellency, pay attention."

   "Whoosh!" The long sword crossed the lobby space and went straight to Chili.

  Just this sword move moved everyone. Standing behind Zhao Changhe, Tang Buqi had sweat running down his forehead, knowing how far he was from this sword!

  If his sword can barely be counted as continuous as spring water, then Yue Hongling's sword is like a slanting sun shining on the sky.

  Tang Buqi knew that he couldn't block the sword, and he couldn't even see her sword path clearly, as if as long as he was in this hall, there was nowhere to dodge.

   There is even an illusion that as long as you are still between heaven and earth, you cannot dodge.

  He knew it wasn't that exaggerated, it was just a kind of sword intent, which brought him into the artistic conception as a swordsman, but it meant that his mind had been taken away and he had already lost—he didn't even have the ability to block Yue Hongling's sword.

  In the setting sun of the mountains and rivers, a dark red knife shadow suddenly cut in, like a line cut between the long autumn water and the sky, so the water is still water, and the sky is still sky.

  Everyone in the arena could only see the scimitar crossed horizontally, striking with the long sword, and time and space seemed to have paused for an instant.

   It seemed that some phantom was invading Yue Hongling's consciousness. She didn't know what she saw at this moment, but her eyes were still calm, without even fluctuating.

  The long sword flicked lightly, but the scimitar that once caused Xuan Chong to stagger and retreat had no effect at all, the tip of the sword was already pointing at Chi Li's throat!

  Admiration flashed in Chili's eyes, he didn't know what kind of footwork he was walking, he seemed to be teleporting, he had already arrived at Yue Hongling's side, and the scimitar was also drawn towards Yue Hongling's throat.

  Quick, too fast... This strange scimitar, strange movement!

  The swords crossed, and the two stopped and looked back.

  At this moment of dislocation, people can only hear the "ding ding ding ding" swords clashing like pearls falling on a jade plate. Those who are a little weaker in practice can't catch the exchange of moves between the two sides at this moment, and can't see clearly at all!

  Even Zhao Changhe didn't see clearly.

  Yue Hongling held too much when he was practicing with him, this is the real kung fu, after all, it is the eighth level of the entrance, and it is no longer a level that he can fully understand at the fourth level.

  But he could see that Yue Hongling's hands trembled slightly, as if he was still inferior to the opponent in terms of absolute strength, and there was a hidden disadvantage in this series of blows.

   Chili probably didn't reach the ninth level of the entrance, but it should be on the edge, with a little more accumulation than Yue Hongling...

   Qianlong is number one, his name is clear, and the books of troubled times will never be arranged in disorder!

  He is the first person of the younger generation! Regardless of potential or strength!

   Chili looked back at Yue Hongling, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes again: "In the next journey, the person whose practice is equivalent or even lower can make me feel the moment of death crisis. Miss Yue is the only one, I admire it."

  Yue Hongling said lightly: "To each other."

  Chili's words suddenly came to an end, and only reached Yue Hongling's ears: "But a Middle-earth person like you can't live in this world."

   Following the voice, the scimitar rose again.

Everyone's vision became strange again, a strange circular arc, which seems to go around thousands of miles, but also seems to reach the end point, that kind of weird spatial illusion can make people feel tight in the chest and stiff in the brain, and they can't even understand it. This mysterious circle.

  A little sword light bloomed in the center of the circle, covering up the mysterious feeling in the blink of an eye.

  A sword's light and coldness shines across the universe, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains lose their color.

  What kind of space, what kind of trajectory, I don't care at all, because I only want your life, and it doesn't matter where your knife falls. Just like the battle between Batu and Tang Buqi was reversed just now, it is Yue Hongling who is fighting for this moment of life and death!

  Yue Hongling's voice sounded in Chili's ears, and it was still the same four words: "Each to each other."

  —Middle-earth people like you cannot live in this world.

  —An alien hero like you can’t do the same.

   Chili really admires this woman's heroism and determination, and it's just a mere martial arts competition, but they can really come to the same goal like this!

   Is this really a woman?

   At this critical moment, a burst of fierce energy whizzed over, smashing into the middle of the two of them like splitting mountains and breaking mountains.

  It is a broad knife four or five feet long, no matter what kind of sunset feathers or prairie foxes you are, anyone who doesn't dodge it will be cut in two.

   "Choke!" The long sword and scimitar retracted with a light touch, each of them flew back, and a broad knife accurately hit the middle of the two, straddling the universe.

  Onlookers clearly saw that there was a clear sword wound under Chili's rib, and blood was gurgling.

  Yue Hongling's left shoulder was also almost split open by the machete, dripping with blood.

  Both lose-lose!

  If it weren't for this broad knife that cut across in time, maybe they would have died together!

   Chili looked at the wound on his ribs, and praised in a low voice: "The ten thousand miles of Central Plains, fourteen states... the younger generation, only this sword."

  Yue Hongling didn't answer, her beautiful eyes stared at the direction where the broadsword was thrown, it was the stern-faced Zhao Changhe.

  Why are you so stern, because I want to die with others?

  It's none of your business... Don't you know that under the traction of this kind of energy, both of us will probably attack you subconsciously, so you don't want to die?

   Chili also turned his head to look at Zhao Changhe, with a strange look on his face: "Brother Tai is quite courageous, and he is really not afraid of death... Could it be because..."

  Everyone also realized what was going on just now. If there was no timely separation with such a broad knife, people might die.

   This knife thrower has good eyesight, he is really not afraid of being the target of being attacked by two people, don't die, this is...

  People suddenly remembered one thing at this time.

   I heard that Zhao Changhe has a crush on Yue Hongling...

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  PS: I don’t have any tonight, I wish everyone a happy holiday, and remember to wear condoms.

   Thanks for the stewed duck, I want to make a salted fish that doesn’t have to work hard.

  (end of this chapter)