I have nothing but luck

Yu Yingqiu is undoubtedly an extremely desperate opponent once they meet.

The hand-holding palm formula is extremely wonderful in her hands.

The complexity and mystery of the myriad arts, the dazzling, the destructive sharpness when transforming the sword, and the pureness of returning to the moment.

When everyone thinks that Yu Yingqiu has reached the extreme peak, she can always pull back and set up a higher mountain.

Over and over again, I don't know when it will end.

What's more, the first mountain of Yuyingqiu is already a dangerous peak that countless people can't reach out to climb even if they spend their lives.

Tai Chi Yin Yang fish both opened their mouths and spit out, as if vomiting out the three thousand great ways in the endless universe, as heavy as the five mountains pressing down on the top, with the South China Sea at the top.

Unlike a carp that is only the size of an adult's palm, it looks like an extremely ancient dragon tearing time and space, singing and breathing dragon's breath across countless years.

The tip of the Zhenjiang Mountain sword sank three inches to the ground suddenly, supporting Xie Rongjiao to stand up straight.

Up until now, his spiritual power has been exhausted, he has used all his killing moves, and he can't tell where acne has been buried in his meridians and heart, so it is logically enough.

Even if he abandons his sword and admit defeat, the disciples watching the battle will only think that he surrendered well, it is time, one less moment is not enough to persevere forward, and one more moment is too stupid to ignore the situation.

Xie Rongjiao didn't want to.

Under the coercion of Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish, he almost lost all the ability to move and draw his sword, and was firmly nailed to the spot.

Because of this, he could feel more clearly the phoenix blood burning in his body, and the Zhenjiang Mountain sword trembled under his palm, and he couldn't help but want to fly the sword and point it at Yu Yingqiu!

The phoenix blood in the body is really hot, so hot that the blood all over the body rushes to the chest and heart, and rushes through the throat.They dissipated in the meridians, and when the last drop poured into the fingertips, the sealed spiritual power slowly melted and revived.

Silver Lake is broken.

Xie Rongjiao drew his sword and galloped on the stage, his figure quickly became a streamer, and as he galloped faster, the sword's momentum gradually formed.

It is like a mighty river rushing east and west.

There is a big river in the sky.

That great river has no head and no tail, and you can't see where it comes from or where it's going, but it flows eastward, unstoppable, until the landslides and rivers are exhausted, and the sky and the earth don't exist.

Someone in the audience gasped: "This sword is Dongliu! It's Dongliu from the Xie family!"

The elder who spoke was wide-eyed at the moment, his expression was astonished, and his usual reserved demeanor was completely gone.

Can't really blame him for his gaffe.

Dongliu of the Xie family has not been born for 200 years.

According to legend, there was a sage born in the Xie family who knew it from birth. One day, the sage climbed a mountain and looked at the river. Looking at the state of the river, he sighed and said: "Everything in the world changes, it is always like a river flowing eastward, and it is difficult to catch up when it is covered."

Then the sage started the two styles of "eternal" and "dongliu". In an instant, the river reversed and everything was quiet.According to legend, as long as he is willing, he can send all the rivers and rivers to the source, truly turning the world upside down.

"Eternal East Flow" is not only the background of the arrogance and eyebrows that Xie's family members talked about, but also the swan song in the way of swordsmanship that spans ancient and modern times.

It's a pity that since the chaos of the Northern Desolation, the "Eternal Flow to the East" has been lost for a long time. For 200 years, there has been a sword cultivator yearning for it, but there is no chance to see it.

Unexpectedly, this sword appeared for the first time in 200 years at the bottom of Zhenjiang Mountain Sword.

Shen Xi admired from the bottom of his heart: "It's an eye-opener, this trip is worthwhile." He loves to watch the sword styles of various schools and schools, which are as legendary as they have been through the ages. Naturally, they are his long-cherished favorites.

Fang Linhe's sword intent became more intense, and his fighting intent became stronger.

Jiang Changlan laughed like a fool, complacent: "Look, I said that the son can win! Fortunately, I have a unique eye and extraordinary foresight, so I bet on the son early."

Going around can't get around his bet.

Jiang Changlan's cousin wanted to sever ties with him.

As soon as Dongliu came out, the situation was reversed, Yu Yingqiu's complexion quickly deteriorated in the blink of an eye, and her face was like gold paper.

No matter how talented she is, she still can't break free from the shackles of the Hinayana realm's spiritual power and combat power. She has reached the limit of Tai Chi Yin Yang fish, how can she have extra spiritual power and mind to face Xie Rongjiao with a sword?

The yin-yang Taiji fish didn't know that the catastrophe of extinction was approaching, and it lightly swung its tail to face the river in the air.

If you have koi jumping over the dragon gate, I will raise the river from the ground.

If you have the intention of being too close to the Tao, I will draw out the sword to explain the truth of the operation of things in the world.

It just depends on who is better than whom.

The viewers, not to mention whispering, even held their breath unconsciously, even afraid that if they exhaled too much, they would disturb this once-in-a-century Qunfanghui for no reason.

Jiang Jingxing sighed, unreasonably recalling Hongxiu's chant from his fingertips in Pingkang Square 30 years ago: "It's hard to hide the quality of this beautiful jade—

What's more, when there is auspicious snow in a good year, the east wind sends Fuyao thousands of miles away. "

The koi was swept into the river and disappeared without a trace, and the tip of the sword was passed to Yuyingqiu's throat, with a cold light flashing menacingly.

The two of them had normal disheveled temple hair, pale complexions, and blood stains stained the embroidery on the corners of their clothes, to the point of exhaustion.

Yu Yingqiu raised her palm, and a lotus flower appeared lightly behind Xie Rongjiao's head.

Xie Rongjiao didn't retreat or evade, a ray of light emerged, and the lotus flower was blown to pieces.

A ray of light, a lotus flower, compared to their grand opening, it can almost be described as child's play.

It was their last fight with all their strength and will.

Xie Rongjiao raised his sword, and Yu Yingqiu raised his palm, and for a moment they were no different from their opening posture.

Just when everyone in the audience thought they were going to stand forever and compete to see who would be the first to faint from hunger, Yu Yingqiu first conceded defeat and said, "Your Majesty's swordsmanship is superb, I'm willing to bow down."

She smiled happily, the beauties took advantage of her, Yu Yingqiu was in a state of embarrassment and desperation, but she was still charming.

Xie Rongjiao remained silent, returned the sword to its sheath, and gave her a salute with all his strength.

Before drawing the sword, bow hands together as a salute, which is to show respect for the opponent.

After drawing the sword, he cupped his hands and bowed in salute. It was Xie Rongjiao who respected her for her superb Taoism and thanked her for instructing Dongliu's sword.

The two stood still and neither of them stepped down from the stage, and the atmosphere remained frozen with their inaction.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while.

Until Yu Yingqiu fell on the stage like a lotus in the palm of her hand, there is a beauty of fragility in the drifting and withered, the Fazong disciples were the first to react, and rushed to the stage to check on her meridian injuries.

The yelling sounds like boiling water, gurgling and bubbling, there are those who care about the injuries of the two people for a while, or those who are pulling their companions by their sleeves and blushing and yelling loudly in the wonderful fight that they have only seen in their lives; It is rare for junior sisters to patiently explain the rapidly changing situation.

All beings are in various states, sorrows and joys are different, countless different voices all turn into humming sounds and pour into Xie Rongjiao'er like hundreds of rivers returning to each other.

Most of his remaining sanity was blown away by this buzzing sound, and he almost couldn't figure out who he was and where he was.

I was waiting for someone to take me down with both hands, Xie Rongjiao thought, why hasn't he come yet?

Jiang Jingxing couldn't survive his ancestors.

He reluctantly convinced himself in his heart that this was just a pure and innocent mentor-student relationship, nothing else.

Just go to pick up Ah Ci and come down.

Xie Rongjiao fell into his familiar embrace.The strength and temperature are just right, the temperature is only second, the most important thing is the peace of mind that people can sleep in peace until the sea dries up.

He closed his eyes in peace, not caring about the sound of Zhenjiang Mountain falling on the stage in his hand.

Before closing his eyes, Xie Rongjiao was thinking in a daze, he thought that Jiang Jingxing would always be by his side, like today -

To the glorious scenery, but also to the trough of fatigue.

This is not just the fetters and friendship that should exist between master and apprentice

I like him.Xie Rongjiao thought to himself.

Before he could savor it, he was surprised to fall in love with his master's twists and turns and tricks. This thought was like the last straw, crushing Xie Rongjiao who was standing there relying solely on his thoughts, and he simply passed out.

When Xie Rongjiao woke up leisurely, he met Jiang Changlan's beaming face for the first time.

"My son, you can be counted as awake and turned around. It has been three days and nights since you lost your strength after the competition with Fairy Yu. Various sects and families have left one after another, and only half of them are still in the palace. Fairy Jade disregarded her cultivation. Tai Chi Yin Yang fish was injured more than you, and has not woken up to now, but it is gradually getting better, so it is expected that nothing will happen."

His words like falling beans from a bamboo tube knocked Xie Rongjiao's head in a daze after sleeping for three days and nights.

Memories rushed in: Haoran Sword and Taoist Lotus in the battle with Yu Yingqiu, the unfamiliar and eager faces of the spectators on the stage, and the heart that was finally lifted at the last moment and no longer buried deep.

Xie Rongjiao calmed down for a moment, and asked Jiang Changlan, "Where is Master?"

Jiang Changlan followed their master and apprentice for a while, and he was not surprised that he would ask such a question, and answered honestly: "The saint has been taking care of you by your bedside, son, and will not leave until you gradually recover and wake up."

Completely forget Jiang Jingxing's warning "don't let Ah Ci know".

He thought smugly that the saint was afraid that the prince would appreciate his kindness, and it was the saint's business to be overburdened after knowing it. The prince must be thinking of the saint when he asked questions, and he, Jiang Changlan, naturally wanted to fulfill their master-student love.

Jiang Changlan was intoxicated with his personality.

Therefore, it is not without reason that he will be beaten by Xie Ronghua chasing and beating all over the barracks in the future.

By the time Jiang Changlan was so remorseful that he wished he could go back and cut his own tongue, the good thing had already happened, and the whole world had already announced it.

Human intuition is the most deceptive.

Xie Rongjiao wanted to see Jiang Jingxing by his side the first time he woke up.

Jiang Changlan looked at his complexion, and cared carefully: "I think the son's complexion is not good, but there is still some discomfort in his body?"

"I'm fine." Xie Rongjiao calmed down, waved his hands and said, "Brother Jiang is so tired that he is worried about me."

He rationally sorted out what happened.

He fell in love with Jiang Jingxing.

First of all, there are only a small number of male lovers in the world, and a high embankment built by gender is enough to kill most people, cutting off the love of many ignorant teenagers.

Furthermore, he and Jiang Jing act as mentors and apprentices.At that time, people valued etiquette and seniority.If the former is predestined and never give up, you can still work hard to overcome it by one or two. The difficulty of the latter is as difficult as enticing you to directly face Mo Luo, and give you a wooden sword to make you single-handedly face the hell difficulty of the Twelve Parts of the Eastern Desolation.

Xie Rongjiao has been ascetic for most of her life, and in the first 18 years she has never had the slightest thought of love, and she looks like she is going to die alone.I didn't expect that if you don't fall in love, it's just a hell of a difficulty that makes you breathless just thinking about it. It can be said that the marriage is rough.

It was too exciting for Xie Rongjiao, who was just recovering from a serious illness.

It's strange to have a good complexion.

Jiang Changlan smiled openly: "No trouble, no trouble, my son, you let me win the first bet in my life, let alone just doing it by hand, it is not troublesome at all, and I am willing to be a cow or a horse. You are fine, my son. .”

Nothing to blame.

Xie Rongjiao would rather go back in time to the arena and fight Yu Yingqiu a hundred times, than wait until the audience is startled to feel his own thoughts.

He fought hard with Yu Yingqiu and still had a chance to fight, but his feelings for Jiang Jingxing could not be relieved.

Xie Rongjiao has always been like a sword, whether it is the sharp posture that sees blood straight out of the scabbard, or the bright character that can be said to others calmly and honestly.

For the first time in his life he was hesitating, unable to make up his mind.

So Xie Rongjiao first suppressed his thoughts, put the matter aside, and continued to ask Jiang Changlan: "I don't know when I was asleep, but Brother Wuyin and Brother Li Zhixuan and Li left?