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"Has it been a year? I really didn't notice, time flies so fast."

"It seems that Song Que has completely mastered the ninth saber, let's see how powerful this saber is."

With a light touch on his feet, Li Changlin flew to the foot of the Black Wood Cliff, in front of the mountain gate of the Sun Moon God Sect, like a bird.

"You all leave."

Those ordinary congregants couldn't stop Song Que at all, and they might even be traumatized watching their battles.

Even if he was at the peak of heaven and man, he couldn't see everything in his fight with Song Que.

"Song Que, you want to fight me? You are not my opponent, go back."

"The army of the Song Dynasty is not allowed to go north, and the soldiers of Dali will never cross the border. You can still be safe for a few years."

At least in the past few years, Daming will not directly push it to Nanyue. The emperor of Ming has already made a plan. The next step is to annex Daliao and Gaoli first. At least let them pay tribute and become a vassal state of Ming. .

But in the future, not only Dali, but also South Vietnam, including the Song Dynasty, will submit to Ming Dynasty.

Song Que was furious: 27 "Li Changlin, you haven't fought before, how do you know I'm not your opponent?"

"I started practicing knives at the age of six. I dominated Lingnan for ten years. I lost the knives at the age of 20. In the next 20 years, I have not lost a single defeat."

"You can kill Ning Daoqi, so can my Sky Knife."

"Within nine swords, I will kill you!"

He has been practicing swords all his life, how could he not be as good as Li Changlin?

Even if he was weaker by a point, Jiu Dao could die with Li Changlin, avenge Fan Qinghui, and clear his name!

Li Changlin sighed: "Song Que, you are really good at swordsmanship, but I am no longer what I used to be. The speed of progress of a genius is beyond your imagination."

"The gap between you and me has widened. If you stab me, you will die."

Song Que laughed wildly: "It would be Song's luck to die in the hands of a peerless master. Li Changlin, do you dare to fight Song? Draw your sword."

As soon as Li Changlin stretched out his hand, Tong Baixiong's knife from a distance fell into his palm: "Song Que, to show my respect for you, I will fight you with the knife."

Song Que squinted his eyes, it seemed that the sword intent he felt just now was really Li Changlin.

However, Li Changlin chose a knife at random and was about to fight him. Does this mean he looks down on him?

Okay, then he will kill Li Changlin and let Li Changlin know what will happen to his arrogance.

Song Que held the handle of the knife with both hands, and chopped it off with one blow.

The Heavenly Knife Bajue is a unique technique created by him. There are a total of eight moves, each of which has 64 variations.

Of all the people who fought against him before, no one could stop him with eight swords.

The first knife, false and true, has changed a lot.

But he suddenly discovered that Li Changlin's saber actually made a flaw in his saber technique.

He knew that there must be a flaw in his sword technique, but no one could catch it until he met Li Changlin this time.

Quickly changed his move and made a second cut.

On the top of the Black Wood Cliff, Dongfang Bubai watched the battle between Li Changlin and Song Que, his expression normal.

"Song Que's sword technique is good, but it's only good. He dared to challenge your husband. This is the way to die."

She doesn't need to worry at all, Song Que's strength is far worse than that of her husband, and these cannot be made up for by sword skills.

Even if he hits the husband, he still can't break the golden body of the husband.

But what surprised her even more was that when did her husband's sword skills become so powerful, as if it was not much weaker than the sword skills.

The husband's sword can break Song Que's sword skills.

Halfway up the mountain, a group of people stood.

There are Jiang Xiaoyu, Nie Feng and others who just said that they are going to retreat, as well as Jiumozhi, Yin Kui and others. They are all watching the battle in front of the mountain gate, hoping to gain something from it.

This kind of battle of the strong can be met but never sought.

The most exciting thing here is Nie Feng, he is best at using knives, and he is practicing knives.

He used to think that there was no sword technique in the world that could compare with the Aohan Liujue handed down by his family, but after seeing his master and Song Que, he knew that he was a bit spectator.

He could accept that his master studied heaven and man and was good at everything, but Song Que's sword skills were so exquisite.

If it were him fighting Song Que, he might have fallen into a disadvantage based on his sword skills alone.

Unless he uses the magic knife to stimulate mad blood, he can gain the upper hand.

"Brother, can you break Song Que's saber technique?"

Jiang Xiaoyu shook his head: "His saber technique has reached perfection, and after many years of polishing, those flaws are also traps. Except for Master, I can't think of anyone who can break the opponent's saber technique so easily."

In his eyes, even his uncle Yan Nantian might not be able to defeat the sword technique of Tiandao.

But my uncle will definitely use his strength to break the trick, so that Song Que can't make so many changes, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose.

Hearing that Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't break through, Nie Feng heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that he wasn't too useless, not much different from his senior brother.

Song Que had already used the eighth sword and was still easily broken by Li Changlin, but he was not panicked.

When the eighth knife was broken by Li Changlin, the ninth knife, which had never been shown in front of the world, was finally swung.

This knife contains his understanding of the knife technique over the past few decades. After using this knife, his energy and spirit will be exhausted. At that time, anyone can kill him.

It was also when he was reminded by Li Changlin last year that he perfected his ninth knife and created a complete success.

If this knife can't kill Li Changlin, then he will die.

However, he firmly believed that no one could stop his ninth strike, which was his sure-to-kill strike!

Even Ning Daoqi, the No. 1 in the Sui Dynasty, would never be able to stop him in front of him.

Li Changlin also couldn't stop it.

In Li Changlin's eyes, there was only one knife left.

Song Que transformed from a mountain of knives into a three-foot-long knife. It seems that Song Que has made great progress during this period.

This knife also made him unable to keep his hand.

Li Changlin also slashed down with a knife, and the knife gang several feet long fell down, submerging Song Que.

The knife scattered, and the knife in Li Changlin's hand shattered. This knife couldn't bear his strong qi.

Song Que didn't seem to be injured, but he was holding a knife in both hands.

"Unexpectedly, someone can break my ninth knife."

"It's worthwhile to die under your knife. What kind of knife technique are you doing?"

He didn't have external injuries, but his primordial spirit had already begun to collapse. This knife cut straight at the primordial spirit, making him unable to defend at all.

As a swordsman, if he could die under this peerless sword technique, it would be his best destination.

Li Changlin: "This is a magic knife, a knife technique designed to kill people. I have just mastered it. I will leave you a whole corpse."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards Heimuya, Song Que's eyes were closed, and his soul collapsed.

Even in death, his body did not fall down.

"Nie Feng, collect his body and send him back to Nanyue."

Song Que's ninth slash was indeed exquisite, and Li Changlin also felt that the harvest was not small, and it was not in vain that he did not use all his strength in Song Que's first eight slashes.

There is one less top swordsman in the Jianghu.

Originally, Zhengchou didn't have a good sword, and it was not easy to grab his apprentice's sword, but now Song Que's heavenly sword is not bad.

After being tempered by Song Que's sword intent for so many years, it is definitely a precious sword, at least not weaker than the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Back at the top of the cliff, Li Changlin went to retreat again, thinking about the harvest of this battle.

A day later, Li Changlin came out of the customs, holding a spar as if offering a treasure, and came to Dongfang Bubai's room.

"Madam, it's time to verify whether you really love me."

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Chapter 338 : Comprehend the love of the city, the attack power is increased by a hundred times

Looking at the spar in Li Changlin's hand, Dongfang Bubai looked helpless: "Husband, I don't like these shiny things."

Maybe the vast majority of women in the world like it, but she must not be included.

Dongfang Bubai sometimes wonders, these shiny things can't be eaten, can't improve strength, and even become a burden when fighting with others. Why do so many Jianghu women like it?

And this thing, what does it have to do with whether you really love him?

Li Changlin: "..."

"Ma'am, this is not an ordinary gemstone, it is the tears of the city. Feel it carefully, is there a faint energy in it?"

"This is the treasure of the Ming family in Wushuang City. It is rumored that two people who really love each other can open up the inheritance. A set of peerless swordsmanship practiced by two people together. Two celestial beings can reverse the myth of martial arts!"

"If you and I perform it, we may be able to defeat the peerless powerhouse at the pinnacle of mythology!"

Li Changlin wanted to see how different this Moha Wuliang was from Fengyun. If it was similar, then see if he could modify it and make it into a martial art that two men can practice, just for Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun to comprehend. Fan.

Or Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Wuque can also learn from it.

Men and men, what if they are also true love?

Dongfang Bubai asked directly: "How to open the inheritance?"

Li Changlin put his hand on the Tears of Allure: "Like this."

Dongfang Bubai also put her hand on it, without the slightest hesitation, she believed that her husband would never cheat her.

The two of them sent their skills inside together and discarded other distracting thoughts.

Suddenly, the tears of Qingcheng released a glow all over the sky, and in the glow, a formula appeared.

Both Li Changlin and Dongfang Bubai memorized the formulas quickly. There were no moves recorded on it, only a formula.

After a long time, Xiaguang disappeared.

Li Changlin and Dongfang Bubai both frowned, as if something was wrong.

"Husband, it doesn't seem to require two people to practice together, and it doesn't necessarily need to use a sword to perform it. It's just that this method is offensive and defensive, and the flaws are very obvious after the move. Therefore, it is safer to practice with two people."

Dongfang Bubai studied it for a while and really felt that this mantra is very strong, but it seems that one can practice it alone.

It's just that if one person uses it, it's like a secret technique. After one move, everything may be exhausted. Did she understand it wrong?

Li Changlin also looked puzzled: "It is rumored that the Martial Saint once practiced this trick in the past. He can directly overthrow a city with a single slash, so this trick is called Love in the City."

Destroy the city with one move? !

Dongfang Bubai's face was full of shock, could manpower reach this level?

Wouldn't it be possible to directly break the space?

Could it be that this alluring love is a peerless martial art that can only be truly exerted by the strong who shatter the void?

In Li Changlin's love in the alluring city, he realized a word, extremely.

It seems to be the energy that exerts the primordial spirit, true energy, strength, etc. to the limit, but what does this have to do with love?

This was the first time that Li Changlin couldn't fully understand a skill, and he didn't even get started.

However, he simulated the power of this move in his heart, and it seemed that it was not weaker than the powerful blow he sent out using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa.

And there is no such side effect, at most it is just after the performance, exhausted skills, need to take a break.

Dongfang Bubai turned around: "Husband, I'm going to retreat."

Li Changlin took a pen and ink, and first wrote down this formula silently.

He suddenly thought, this was passed down from the Ming family, if it was really a peerless martial art like Jian 23, why would it be lost?

Perhaps this move cannot be practiced by one person at all, so the ancestors of the Ming family changed it into a move practiced by two people together, so the power will naturally drop.

Or, like the Sunflower Collection and the Evil Sword Manual, both of them read part of it but didn't memorize it all.

Li Changlin looked at the mantra, and began to infer: "If I practice it alone, how can I ensure that this move has enough lethality, without letting myself lose my strength and become a cripple?"