Chapter 1412: Fellow Daoist Lingjiu, please stay! (1/2)

Once this thought emerged in the minds of many Nascent Souls, it was like a red tide erupting, instantly occupying all of their minds.

These super-computing veterans of Nascent Souls, thinking and thinking about it again and again, found that this guess is indeed possible.

Because Yan Liren's sword intent was lightning fast and ethereal, and all directed at Li Yao, except for Li Yao's momentary induction, no one else knew.

So in the eyes of these onlookers who don’t know the truth, what happened just now is actually like this--

Yan Liren failed miserably in the duel, and all three of the Secret Swords were shattered, and one of them was completely broken into powder, with no repair value.

Yan Liren himself was bloodstained and embarrassed, and fell into the cracks of the ground. He was really miserable and could not fight back.

At this moment, Li Yao, the same embarrassed fellow, ran up to Yan Liren and said something mysterious and mysterious, inexplicable!

What Yan Liren could easily kill Qi Zhongdao, what the fourth sword above the three prehistoric secret swords, what sword immortal unparalleled in the world...

Suddenly he covered his neck and knelt on one knee, pretending to be cut in his throat by a sword intent, and even his voice became extremely hoarse.

This exquisite acting skill stunned everyone at the time, but now I am looking back, and after careful consideration, this is not all Li Yao's upper lip touched his lip, empty words!

Including the subsequent dialogue between the two is the same.

At first glance, it seems that Li Yao can taste the specific form of Yanliren's fourth sword from a sword intent, as well as the magical sword-making technique...

But in all this, aren't two people talking and bragging?

No, it’s not boasting, but touting each other. Li Yao touted Yan Liren’s swordsmanship, and Yan Liren touted Li Yao’s sword-making skills. Just like that, you bragged about me and I bragged about you. I'm fainted!

Think about it carefully. Does the so-called ”Fourth Sword” and the ”Inheritance of the Great Zhou Swordsmanship” really exist?

”What the fourth sword, fake it, it's just acting!”

”There is also the profound and profound sword-making technique, which can perceive the outline and weight of the magic weapon from an invisible sword intent, even internal injuries? Exaggeration!”

”Old man refining for one hundred and eighty years, I have never heard of such an amazing refining technique in the world!”

”The dialogue between these two daoists is really incredible at first glance. The descriptions of the various realms and mysteries can only be described in the words'horrible'. However, what if they have set the routine beforehand?”

”The purpose is to save a bit of face after Yan Liren's fiasco, so that we overestimate the strength of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, and to take advantage of them in the subsequent negotiations!”

”That's right, this'Master Lingjiu' daoist may really get some adventure in the Wunan jungle. Judging from his ability to easily suppress two daoists during the pill formation stage, he may have really reached the Nascent Soul. realm!”

”So what? There are a total of thirty or fifty Daoists in the Nascent Soul Realm here. If it's just an ordinary Nascent Soul, even if you stand on the side of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, it will not help them much!”

”So, they used the mystery of Master Lingjiu's identity, and deliberately arranged a good show!”

”Master Lingjiu was in the crowd beforehand and blurted out'Qizhong Dao will definitely lose.' This sentence is just an introduction!”

”If in the end, Zhengyi Zhenren really loses, it is his magical calculation. Under the horror of the others, he can naturally proudly throw out the identity of the elder of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, take advantage of the situation to chase, and get the big Take advantage!”

”If it was Yan Liren who lost, then it would be like now. After the two of them have a good tongue, they will faintly reverse the decline, making us uncertain of the depth of the Purple Extreme Sword Sect!”

”This is clearly a bet from both sides by the warlock of the rivers and lakes, and it is a trick of both sides, no matter what happens!”

”That's right, that's it, you really deserve to be a senior'Tianjizi' who is considered an exhaustive plan. When you say this, it's suddenly clear. The whole thing makes sense!”

”Asshole, I was almost cheated!”

”Seventy years ago, Master Lingjiu was only in the realm of Golden Core, even if there is any adventure, now he is at most an ordinary Nascent Soul, how could it be as mysterious as he said!”

”Anyway, our thirty-five Yuan Ying, the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, the swords are drawn, let them be frightened by a few words, and watch them go away, don't you even dare to try?”

”Under the Copper Furnace Peak, there are countless small and medium-sized cultivators waiting for the outcome of this battle. If they knew that Zhengyi had won a great victory, but our five major factions were frightened by the other side's fluttering words. Then we Taixuan Dao, Jin Jiazong, Fenglei Valley, Feiling Island and Yu Beast Zhai, how can we have a foothold in the realm of comprehension, and how can we shock the world's three thousand sects!”

Questions, noises, and noises surging toward the center of the sword test field from all directions, like slices of turbulent waves overlapping each other.

When the huge wave of anger rose to its extreme, the crowd finally heard a thunderous shout: ”Friends of Daoist Lingjiu, please stay!”

boom!

I saw a majestic golden light soaring into the sky, exploding a shock wave in mid-air, and then smashed down like a meteor. It fell heavily to the center of the sword test field, smashing gravel and splashing, air waves vacated, and sound waves shook. !