Raising Evil Spirits

"Ask my little friend, what do you mean by being more agile and insufficient? In the opinion of the old man, Xin'er may have problems in this area back then, but the old man has also tempered her for a long time. Among other things, this agility is naturally smart enough, but there is more than that. As for the strength, it should be the number one above. How can we still give consideration to strength? Is it possible that every sword has to break through the mountains? Doesn't the opponent have a chance to take advantage of it? With all these considerations, the old man thinks that there is no one who can do it, right?" Qing Wei saw that I did not speak, and a lot of rebuttals came out.

In fact, it’s no wonder he, after all, after fighting with Li Poxiao, the old man’s self-confidence was inevitably frustrated. After thinking about it, he felt that he was only defeated by Li Poxiao’s twelve chapters of the Heavenly Sword. He didn’t feel that his swordsmanship was inadequate. , After all, he must have the same support to not collapse, right? If this doesn't even work with swordsmanship, wouldn't the old face be lost to the country of Java?

I secretly said that it was bad. I didn’t expect that I thought it was a mild statement, which stung his old man’s heart. I could only smile faintly: "Senior, Shaoan, I don’t mean that. This is more agile and insufficient, but I feel that Xin'er lacks the aura of killing and can't penetrate Changhong to break the world, so I am a bit regretful. It is not that she has too much contrast in skills. After all, we have been fighting all the year round in Jiuzhongtian, and the battle of life and death is almost sparse in front of Jian Xian. usually……"

"What? You mean that Xin'er lacks actual combat, right? I said little friend, this meal can be eaten randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Xin'er has also fought a lot of monsters and killed a lot of savage beasts over the years. How can it be said that she lacks a life-and-death battle? Yes, of course the old man knows that she can’t be like a little friend and an old man, but she can fight against the immortals like Tianhe or Yusong for longer and shorter, but that is the difference in cultivation. , If the cultivation base comes up, the swordsmanship can still compete, right?" Qingwei Taishang hummed.

I secretly said just a few words, which made the old man anxious. It seemed that he could not help saying that his granddaughter was not good, but this was also a high hope for the child and understandable, so I calmed down and said: "Then Of course, I didn't think her swordsmanship was seriously faulted, but I just felt that we should pay more attention to this aspect, and don't take it seriously."

"Heh, how can the old man take it seriously? Watch it, and you will be happy for a while..." Although Taishang Qingwei feels it is not good to entangle me, but the boss is still unconvinced in his heart, but it is useless if he refuses to accept it. Yes, we talked this stall, Qing Weixin really lost because she was more agile and not strong enough.

Although it caused several crises for the female head, and even stabbed a sword, it was obviously not enough to defeat the opponent. In the end, the female head won the final victory with her superb and powerful swordsmanship.

"Obviously I stabbed her first, but in the end..." When Qing Weixin came out, it was inevitable that she felt a little bit inadequate. This reluctant temper was the same as Qingwei old man, but it was quite similar. The genes of this family are in it.

Qingwei was too confused, and could only comfort him: "Yes, grandpa just saw you have the upper hand, why..."

I secretly said that I screamed harshly at the beginning, and most of the back was empty. This female head doesn’t look at her at first showing weakness. In fact, she is observing the opponent. It can be said to be a real artificial intelligence. The opponent's army, which is usually used to deal with masters.

But as the saying goes, people are poor and don’t persuade people lightly. Of course, I won’t give advice to Qing Weixin at this time.

"Then next, is it the friend of the Matchmaker or me first?" Shan Dao asked lightly. She was standing aside just now, but she was not good at communicating, so she kept silent.

"Senior is the finale, naturally it's the next first." The soft matchmaker said with a smile. At this time, the old man Qingwei wants to avenge his granddaughter. After all, he has a word first. He is actually afraid that he can't give his granddaughter a right name. If this is for me It’s not good to look down on it, so even if he doesn’t make it, he coughs lightly and awkwardly said to Xin'er: "Xu Shi Xin'er, you just succeeded first, underestimated the enemy, and failed to make persistent efforts, but let the enemy take advantage. Don't worry, grandpa is too good at any rate. If everyone can't beat him for a while, grandpa will go up and win the first victory to avenge you."

As a result, these words immediately offended all the immortal family present, and even Shan Dao looked upset, snorted, frightened Qing Wei and coughed slightly, and whispered: "Of course, so many masters are here. Hard to say……"

Qing Weixin giggled and said, "Grandpa, how can there be a sure-win swordsmanship in the world? Sometimes restraint is also necessary. There are too many to defeat the strong by the weak. Maybe I don't believe it, maybe Liyu's head can also say Not allowed."

I secretly said that this girl is cheerful, well-behaved, and straightforward, but she is much better than his grandfather’s little belly, but Qing Wei is too high on it, and said: "Huh, the swordsmanship is practiced to the extreme. In the long river, there are no such swordsmen."

"Okay, what Grandpa said is what it is." Qingwei said with a whisper, which made Qingwei old man immediately happy.

The soft matchmaker also went down to the game, but this time the female leader is still the same as before. The tricks are simply tempered, and no mistakes are made. Each move is completely tailored to the opponent. It’s too late for the soft matchmaker to swallow the words just now. With the effort of three times and five divisions, he was out of the game without even a single sword. After the soft matchmaker came out, the whole person I'm not happy anymore: "What the **** is going on? Has it become stronger? It's the Vietnam War, right? It's too outrageous, right?"

However, no one dared to answer the conversation. At any rate, she was too good. The only ones who can answer here are Shan Dao and Qingwei old man. Can't you say she can't?

Shan Dao looked calm, and soon cross-legged and projected into the stage of swordsmanship. Of course, everyone was holding your breath. You must know that Shan Dao is a great immortal of Taoism realm that touched the ceiling. Respect Shandao, senior, if you still can't win this time, then it's really hell.

It turned out to be shocking that the end of this kindness is so clear that she really lost. She is not a swordsman at all, but an ascetic monk. She is afraid that the swordsmanship will not even match the glass yarn. This kept everyone silent for a long time.