The Path Toward Heaven
365 The sky sparks to ask if you can do it
Thurse's meaning was very clear, but He Zhan disagreed.
Zhuo Rusui stands casually, and he has a sense of the world.
Jing Jiu's realm has been stagnant for nearly a decade, where could be his opponent.
Shui Yue'an girl looked at Tong Yan and asked, "What do you think of Tong Yan?"
Tong Yan is everyone in the chess game, smart and unparalleled, with a natural vision.
He Zhan also looked at him, wondering what he thought, such as how long Jing Jiu could last.
Tong Yan thought about it and said, "Of course Jing Jiuying."
He Zhan was very puzzled, and the girl at Shuiyue Temple was also surprised-Zhuo Rusui retired from an early age. He was so young that he entered the wilderness. Even better, Jing Jiu's talent for kendo is even higher, how can he bridge the gap between the two sides?
Bai Zao asked seriously: "Why is Brother Brother more confident than me?"
Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said: "Because Jing Jiu's computing power is first in the world, if he does not have the confidence to win, it will not appear at all."
This inference is very logical, at least it sounds reasonable.
After the game of the May Meeting in that year, Jing Jiu's computing power shocked the entire continent. If he was not sure, why would he agree to play against Zhuo Rusui?
The girl at Shuiyue Temple was a little dissatisfied, and asked why Tse so optimistic about Jing Jiu.
Thurse said: "It's very simple, because that person will never lose money in doing things."
He Zhan thought about Jing Jiu ’s story over the years and found that it seemed to be the case,
Looking at the two figures in the valley, he suddenly laughed and said, "Qingshan Zong really likes to play with this set."
He Zhan and others looked down his eyes.
The night grew darker, the stars grew stronger, the valley was coated with silver, and the vision became clearer.
Zhuo Rusui stretched his eyelids, holding his arms and looking at the ground.
Jing Jiu carried his hands on his back and looked at the woods on the cliff.
Like two travelers who strayed into the valley.
They don't know each other.
Alone walking tired.
A person also has the leisurely enjoyment of enjoying the scenery.
He Zhan agreed with Arthur, nodded and said: "If you don't agree, just accept this, it's too good to pretend."
Bai Zao thought of the snowfield escape scene later narrated by Xiang Wanshu and others, thinking with a smile, it did mean a bit.
Shui Yue'an girl suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Are they ready to be so close?"
It was only noticed by everyone that Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui were only a few tens of feet apart, and they did not mean to leave the sword.
Qingshan Jianxiu's most taboo is to get close to the opponent, if possible, will try to distance him from the other party.
Why did the two stand so close together in this sword fight between Qingshan and their peers?
He Zhan glanced at Tong Yan and said, "Zhuo Rusui is so relaxed and confident, even letting so much, do you still think Jing Jiu has a chance?"
Tong Yan said with some uncertainty: "Perhaps Jing Jiu has calculated this?"
He Zhan shook his head and said, "That would be too shameless."
Zhuo Rusui is the first realm of Youye's perfection, much higher than Jing Jiu. If he pulls the distance, this sword fight will become a unilateral attack tonight, Jing Jiu will definitely lose.
The distance between the two now shows that Zhuo Rusui does not want to take advantage of the realm, he just wants to use Kendo to repair Jing Jiu. Is this proud or proud?
If Jing Jiu only counts Zhuo Rusui's pride before he can fight, is this shameless or shameless?
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"Even so, you still can't."
Zhuo Rusui looked at a grasshopper on his instep and suddenly said a word.
Jing Jiu didn't seem to hear it. He took off the iron sword from behind and removed the cloth that wrapped the sword.
Zhuo Rusui still didn't look up, but he seemed to have seen his iron sword and said, "Neither can your sword."
Jing Jiu said: "This only shows that your vision is not good."
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No one shouted to start, let alone countdown, the moment the piece of sword-wrapped cloth fell on the ground began.
A tiny spark appeared before Jing Jiu.
His face was illuminated, and Starry Night was no longer so dazzling.
The spark was not gone, and a second spark ignited not far away.
Then, more and more sparks appeared.
Some are at high altitude, some are on the ground, some are in mountain forests, and some are by the creek.
Just a moment, there are countless sparks blooming, like the peony sea blooming overnight in the cold food valley a few days ago.
The whole valley is illuminated.
Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui stood in the sky full of sparks, the silhouettes were clear, and their coats fluttered.
The picture is extremely beautiful.
Thurs exclaimed: "It's beautiful."
Shui Yue'an girl's eyes are also saying the same thing.
Bai Zao's eyes are bright, like water.
It was a beautiful thing to watch the fireworks by the water, but she knew how dangerous they were in those sparks.
Those sparks are the traces left by Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui's flying sword after they met.
A spark is an encounter.
Countless sparks are countless encounters.
In just an instant, sparks appeared in the valley, indicating that the two of them had produced countless swords in a very short time.
How fast are their swords?
Looking at the sparkling scene in front of him, He Zhan's eyes were slightly startled, thinking that the two were so strong.
Tong Yan's eyes did not blink, and he focused on Gu Jian. There were countless light spots in his eyes, and then faded away, reflecting all the details perfectly.
He is calculating Jing Jiu and He Zhan's sword speed, sword trajectory, and more.
He Zhan suddenly said: "Jing Jiu can't."
Tong Yan did not speak.
He has calculated that Jing Jiu is indeed at a disadvantage.
The sparks in the sky seem to cover the entire valley, but in fact there are still some scattered.
The sparks in the east are getting sparse, and the sparks in the west are getting denser.
It was like an invisible wind blowing those sparks toward where Jing Jiu was standing.
This shows that the location where the two flying swords meet is getting closer and closer to Jing Jiu.
The offensive and defensive trend is very obvious.
Suddenly there were countless sounds in the valley.
Those sounds are very light, like countless glass bottles shattered at the same time.
He Zhan and others looked slightly loose.
Swords sounded, indicating that both sides temporarily stopped the sword.
The sky sparks disappeared one by one, the valley became dark again, and everything that happened before was like a dream.
He Zhan's torches inserted on the ground illuminate the surroundings with a slight wind.
A flying sword hangs quietly in the air.
The sword body is gray, it looks very ordinary, but it exudes a very powerful feeling faintly.
Zhuo Rusui drew his eyelids and said, "Uncle Master, you are much stronger than I thought, but your sword is really not good."
Jing Jiu's Iron Sword is well-known in Qingshan, inherited from Uncle Mo Shi of Shi Yuefeng.
But the reputation of the iron sword comes more from the story and the way he got the iron sword, which does not mean that the iron sword itself is very strong.
In fact, the grade of this iron sword is very ordinary, and it is too heavy. After six years of burning in the snow field, it becomes extremely ugly.
Zhuo Rusui can feel that Jing Jiu's swordsmanship is exquisite and not under his own, but the iron sword is too heavy and the rank is ordinary, and the sword is bound to be greatly affected.
It was for this reason that he had been able to attack before.
"I said, your vision is not good." Jing Jiu said.
Zhuo Rusui perceives his flying sword, and finds that the sword's intention is a little stagnation, and it seems to have been affected.
Jing Jiu suddenly turned to look beyond the valley and gave Bai Zao another look.
Bai Zao also felt it, nodded, and shook his head again, indicating that he could not always use the formation method to block those commanders out.
Jing Jiuwang said to Zhuo Rusui: "Hurry up."
Zhuo Rusui said: "Then you admit defeat."
The speech fell and the sparks reappeared.
This time the spark did not appear elsewhere in the valley, such as between cliffs, such as the creek, but only between the two.
They were separated by dozens of feet, so many sparks appeared here at the same time, densely packed, almost turned into a light mirror, a little dazzling.
Thurse and the girl at Shui Yue'an covered her face with her hands and her eyes were lovely.
He Zhan looked dignified and found that if he could not bear such a stormy attack.
Zhuo Rusui is really strong. At such an age, he has mastered the true meaning of Qingshan's swordsmanship. Swords are abundant and swordsmanship is violent.
The question is, why can Jing Jiu cope?
Bai Zao was a little worried about Jing Jiu, because Jing Jiu's sword really suffered.
Zhuo Rusui is a close disciple of Qingshan's head.
His flying sword seems to be ordinary, but in fact it is of extraordinary grade. I am afraid that it will be the real top-grade fairy sword above the blue sea sword across the Nanshan Mountain.
Even if Jing Jiu's kendo repair is not weaker than Zhuo Rusui, how can that ugly sword withstand such a high-frequency blow?
Numerous sparks appeared in Tong Yan's eyes.
He couldn't figure out that Jing Jiu might counterattack or even win, and he couldn't help but understand.
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"Master Nephew, please solve the formation."
There was a thick and cold voice in the night sky above.
Bai Zao heard the voice of the elders of Thousand Gates. There was no way but to withdraw the formation outside the valley.
After the array was removed, the dense sound of breaking the sky was heard, and dozens of lights were seen, illuminating the night sky.
I was reminded in advance, but Jing Jiu didn't expect the children's kendo level to be really good, and finally disturbed Yunmeng Mountain.
The Zhongzhou faction and the Qingshan sect, as well as the participants of Shuiyuean, Kunlun faction, and Daze rushed here and looked from the sky to the ground.
The pictures in the valley fell in everyone's eyes.
The sky sparkled, and Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui stood there.
The array was removed, and the wind poured in from outside the valley, bringing those sparks to the heights, and watching them fly like tens of thousands of fireflies at the same time.
Everyone naturally knew that these sparks were traces of Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui fighting swords, and they were shocked.
Are these two people so strong?
Those young disciples are thinking that if they were standing in the valley at this time, they might have been cut into countless segments by Feijian.Those senior teachers who cultivated profoundly thought about whether they had such a level when they were so old, and then shook their heads with emotion, thinking that they were too far apart.
Zhuo Rusui deserves to be a close disciple of the real person in charge of Qingshan, and deserves to be the monster who defeated Zhao Layue. It is really incredible.Jing Jiu is also a true disciple of Jingyang, who can resist the other party's mad attack, but all said that his realm has been stagnant for ten years. Where can I see this?
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Jing Jiu felt the arrival of those in the sky and raised his eyebrows slightly.
He is used to being seen by others, but it doesn't mean he likes it, regardless of face or sword.
He decided to end the battle, so he let go of his hands that had been behind him.
Tie Jian suddenly appeared in the night sky, flew back to his side, and deeply inserted into the ground.
This is the best opportunity to attack.
Zhuo Rusui didn't move.
At this moment, he finally raised his head.
Looking towards Jing Jiu.
Feeling the change in the atmosphere of the world in the valley, he retreated without hesitation, retreated to the forest bank not far from Baizhang, and sat cross-legged.
He closed his eyes, extended the palm of his left hand upward, and pinched a sword tactic with his right hand.
The flying sword appeared in the night sky, and then disappeared again.
Jing Jiuyi's coat floated slightly and disappeared in situ.
The starlight fell in the valley, silently, but hiding a great danger.
The wind continued to blow, brushing the forest tips and wild grass, and any line seemed to become a sword light, extremely beautiful.
I wonder if it was the wind blowing into the hole between the cliffs or the friction of the leaves.
Zhuo Rusui's complexion became more and more pale.
Senran's sword intention flooded the whole valley.
Thurse and others could no longer stand on the spot and retreat to the cliff.
He Zhan's expression was a bit bleak.
Those practitioners in the night sky, mainly those young disciples, could not bear it, and retreated more than ten miles away.
Those bleak winds and leaves moved, suddenly disappeared and turned into a mournful sword song.
Jing Jiu appeared in front of Zhuo Rusui.
Zhuo Rusui's flying sword was stepped on by him.
Jing Jiu points to Zhuo Rusui's chest, with a sword light at his fingertips.
Zhuo Rusui opened his eyes and looked at the finger that was getting closer, as if he saw the sharpest sword in the world.
He loosened his sword tactics and no longer tried to regain control of the flying sword. His ten fingers spread out with an afterimage, so he had to lock Jing Jiu's fingers with the method of locking Qing Qiu.
At the Green Mountain Sword Trial Conference, Liang Wangfeng tried to lock Jing Jiu's sword in this way, but he failed.
Zhuo Rusui knows this, but he thinks that what his brother cannot do, he can certainly do it.
Jianguang flashed.
Zhuo Rusui's hand fell on Jing Jiu's sleeve.
Jing Jiu's fingers fell on his chest.
Pappapap.
Countless extremely soft muffled sounds echoed in his body.
Dozens of white smoke came out of his sword shirt.
Zhuo Rusui was shaken back into the woods and hit a tree.
The tree rapped off and then fell in two.
Bai Yan gradually dispersed, dozens of sword marks appeared on his body, and blood stains oozed out.
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There was silence in the valley.
The same is true in the night sky.
The world is speechless.
Countless eyes fell on Jing Jiu, some shocked, some awe, some eager.
What exactly did Jing Jiu use?
His physique is so mysterious and unpredictable, that's why the Zhongzhou School of Heaven and Earth escapes nothing more than that.
There were countless doubts in everyone's mind, and then remembered the rumor.
"There are so many talented disciples under your school. It's really gratifying, but ... it's hidden deep enough."
Yueqianmen looked at Fang Jingtian and Nan Wang and said that the tone was not bitter, but it was mostly tentative.
Fang Jingtian was silent, looking at the figure in the valley, thoughtfully.
Nan Wang said indifferently: "It is a congenital invisible sword body, do I still have to shout everywhere in Qingshan?"
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(I wrote a sentence in that chapter yesterday. He Zhan took Thurse to find a friend to roast fish ... I wrote an ellipsis in brackets at the back. In fact, it was fun to write this sentence at that time, because roast fish is my friend Ah ... Although his name is Orleans grilled sturgeon fort, by the way, his reignition has been renewed and updated. I also find it fun to write this chapter today. I have written countless battles for so many years, and now I am increasingly demanding pictures and Tone tone, I like this tone, Aga!)