Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 666 Imperial Sword Technique VS Qijue Sword Qi
"Brother Xiaoyao, be careful." Ling'er exclaimed anxiously.

Xiaoyao heard the bad wind coming from behind him, a volley rotor three hundred and six, avoided Lin Yueru's whip, turned around and glared at Lin Yueru, and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Lin Yueru pulled the long whip with both hands, and said coquettishly: "Yesterday, you relied on more to win, two of you against me and one of you. Today, whoever has the guts will fight me alone. If you don't dare, kneel down and kowtow three times, and then Run away with your tail in your arms!"

Xiaoyao didn't want to cause more trouble, but Lin Yueru actually wanted to humiliate him in public. Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel angry, and said in a deep voice: "Although I have offended you, I have received your sword and we have nothing to do with each other. Why should the eldest lady?" Too much pressure?"

Lin Yueru raised her face and said: "Don't talk nonsense, if you win, the festival between us will be written off, if you lose, you will stay and work as a long-term worker for Yinhua Changgui for three years."

Xiaoyao stared and said: "You are obviously wrong about that matter, I am eager to save people, that's why..."

Lin Yueru scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, just accept the move if you don't want to die."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Yuenu sword on the ground jumped into her hand, but she threw the long whip aside casually. At this stage, her sword skills are still much stronger than whip skills.

"Chong"

Lin Yueru drew her sword out of its sheath, without saying a word, and stabbed towards Xiaoyao, but today she did not lose her mind due to anger, the tip of the sword went towards Xiaoyao's right shoulder.

"Ru'er, click as long as you want." Lin Tiannan saw that this battle was inevitable, so he had to remind him, and sat back in his seat helplessly.

Lin Yueru stabbed with the sword, Xiaoyao stepped on the matching footwork of Yujianshu, and dodged Lin Yueru's offensive. Lin Yueru's eyes were burning, and she walked with the sword, the cold light flickered from left to right, as fast as lightning.

When Xiaoyao dodged like a fish, hovering around her, Lin Yueru's moves failed, but blindly dodging was not the answer, Xiaoyao also saw that it might be difficult to be good today, so he had to defeat her first.

"Chong"

Xiaoyao reached out and pulled out Mo Wenjian, the sword energy accumulated on the sword body immediately exploded, swung the sword, and collided with Lin Yueru's Yuenu sword.

"Chichichi..."

Lin Yueru's almond-shaped eyes narrowed, she didn't expect that this little thief also possessed such a precious sword. Under the sunlight, the jet-black sword body revealed a few strands of frightening green light.

The overflowing sword energy made Lin Yueru feel an unprecedented threat, and the ring was even more silent, and everyone watched with bated breath.

"Clang clang..."

Xiaoyao unfolded his swordsmanship and fought fiercely with Lin Yueru. On the ring, only the sound of metal and iron clattering and the sound of sword energy piercing through the air were heard.

Lin Yueru took back the weapon she was good at, and her swordsmanship became smoother and sharper. When she fought with the swordsman surnamed Chen before, the slight sense of stagnation in the movement disappeared, and for a while, she actually had the upper hand.

And when Xiaoyao started to use the Sword Controlling Technique, Lin Tiannan let out a small gasp, obviously recognizing this swordplay, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart, this young man might really have a chance to defeat Ru'er.

If he was really that person's disciple, he would be a good match for their family, and this boy was very handsome. Since he was willing to stand up for the noble Yinhua, he must be a young man with a chivalrous heart.

Character, appearance and martial arts are all top choices. Isn't this the son-in-law he is looking for?It's just that this kid didn't come to the stage to invite relatives, when the time comes I...

Lin Tiannan was thinking about it secretly, and Ouyang Fei and others in the audience were also watching with great interest. Mu Xi suddenly said, "Husband, why do I feel that Xiaoyao's momentum becomes stronger the more he fights? It seems that his skill is constantly increasing in the fight?"

Ou Jingyan echoed: "That's right! In the beginning, the two were clearly evenly matched. Strictly speaking, if Xiaoyao hadn't taken advantage of Mo Wenjian, he would have been slightly inferior."

"But as the battle between the two progressed, Xiaoyao's momentum became more and more powerful, and he was about to suppress Miss Lin."

Ling'er was overjoyed when she heard the two women's discussion. She didn't have enough knowledge in martial arts, so she couldn't tell the strengths and weaknesses, but after hearing what the two women said, she knew that brother Xiaoyao was gradually gaining the upper hand, and she immediately let go of her concerns.

Ouyang Fei smiled and said: "You haven't developed your spiritual sense yet, so you can't sense it. There is actually a huge power in Xiaoyao's body, but this power is entrenched in his body, and he can't use it. developed mines."

"Fighting is the thing that can stimulate a person's potential the most. During the battle, he can gradually draw out that power and turn it into his own skill. This is why he will become stronger and stronger when he fights with others."

After saying this, Ouyang Fei said via voice transmission again: "This is also the origin of his upgrade mode of fighting monsters in the game. Of course, Ling'er and Yue Ru both have this kind of innate physique, but there are strong and weak ones." .”

The three daughters, Mu Xi, Mu Xia, and Ou Jingyan suddenly realized. After hearing Ouyang Fei's words, Ling'er was even more overjoyed, and couldn't help but exclaimed softly, "Brother Xiaoyao is great."

But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she yelled out, the surrounding crowd echoed loudly: "Brother Xiaoyao is great."

"..."

Ouyang Fei and the three girls glanced around in astonishment and speechless, they are called Brother Xiaoyao, and you are also called Brother Xiaoyao, is there a mistake?Hey, uncle, you are old enough to be Xiaoyao's father, right?

When Xiaoyao on the stage heard this, he turned his head and grinned at Ling'er, his sword was even more fierce, but he saw him whirling lightly like a swan flying in the air, with sword energy swaying out, forcing Lin Yueru to retreat again and again.

"Brother Xiaoyao, work hard." Seeing that Xiaoyao beat Lin Yueru into retreat, Ling'er couldn't help raising a small fist, and shouted coquettishly again.

"Brother Xiaoyao, work hard." Sure enough, the crowd imitated her movements and shouted in unison.

Someone who was a little closer to Ling'er said to her, "Miss, is this your wishful gentleman?"

With a happy smile on her face, Ling'er replied casually: "Yes!"

Another person said: "It's really a hero born a boy, girl, you are so lucky!"

"Yes, yes, what a blessing."

Hearing the praises from everyone around Xiaoyao, Ling'er's heart was as sweet as honey.

Seeing Ling'er immersed in his own happiness, Ouyang Fei and the others looked at each other, and then rolled their eyes together. At this moment, Ouyang Fei's expression changed, and he said: "The winner will be decided."

Hearing Ouyang Fei's words, Ling'er calmed down, looking at Xiaoyao on the stage with burning eyes.

Other people in the martial arts who heard Ouyang Fei's words also stared, but saw Lin Yueru jumping up, jumped into the air, and shouted: "Seven Jue Sword Qi."

The energy of the Yuenu Sword in his hand soared, the body of the sword turned into a phantom, and he swung horizontally at Xiaoyao.

And Xiaoyao over there, when Lin Yueru jumped into the air, threw the Mo Wenjian in his hand, and Mo Wenjian flew up from his hand, hovering above Xiaoyao's head, simultaneously turning one into two, two into four, and four into eight.

Originally, one sword became eight, and the sword formula in Xiaoyao's hand changed, and the eight Mowen swords all pointed at Lin Yueru who was in mid-air. Pointing, shouted: "Go."

(End of this chapter)