Chapter 10 (2/2)

The body of the sword is cold and looks extremely sharp.

No trace, no sword.

But the first thought came out of his mind: This is a good sword!

He stabbed it with a sword and a cold light shone brightly.

”Good sword!” He blurted out, his eyes shining like wine.

”Isn't it boring to dance alone? It's better to let Yanjun practice a few moves with brother wutrace, or make my sister laugh!”

Qin Yanjun said and slowly stretched out his hand.

A Zhuang Ding hurriedly sent a sword. It was a very ordinary sword, which was the matching sword used by Zhuang Ding.

”OK, but Yan'er, you just need to click to stop. Don't hurt people!”

Qin Feng slowly stepped back and stood aside.

Qin Yanjun slowly pulled out his long sword and hugged his fist and said, ”brother traceless, please teach me!”

Mei wanting looked at Qin Yanjun, stepped back slowly, and stared at Wuji again.

At this time, more than a dozen Zhuang Ding in the hospital held up torches, and the whole hospital was as bright as day.

Traceless still smiled so innocent, so heartless.

The long sword in traceless's hand turned flexibly and said, ”I've offended!”

Suddenly a sword went sideways.

Since the Qin family in Lingnan can be called the first sword in Lingnan, the swordsmanship handed down by their family is certainly not a decoration.

Qin Yanjun greeted with a long sword, and his sword posture was very calm and elegant.

With a ”Ding”, the two swords intersected.

Immediately, Qin Yanjun turned over his long sword and pressed the Qingyuan sword.

Without trace, he withdrew his sword, turned around, formed an arc with one sword, and cut it to Qin Yanjun.

As soon as Qin Yanjun picked up his long sword, he swung away the Qingyuan sword. At the same time, he breathed out and stabbed it.

His moves seem elegant and calm, but his moves are very fast, and his long sword is flexible, often unprepared.

Qin Feng on one side stroked his beard and nodded gently, as if he was satisfied with Qin Yanjun's sword technique.

Traceless's mind echoed the ten or seven swords that trained the donkey and the seventeen words that Gongsun Qi read.

He knew that the ten or so phrases corresponded to the seventeen sword techniques.

He can never forget, but Gong sunqi has never explained the meaning of these 17 phrases.

But at this time, he can't allow too much reflection.

The sound of ”Ding Ding” goes on and on, and two long swords crisscross.

Qin Yanjun's sword is getting faster and faster.

The Qin family's sword technique is good at being dense and fast.

In the twinkling of an eye, more than a dozen moves passed.

Although Qin Yanjun's sword technique is fast, his traceless sword technique is also fast. Moreover, his sword can often be stabbed in unexpected directions.

This is his unique advantage, the advantage of flexible wrist.

Qin Feng, who was watching the war, slowly contracted his pupils. He stared at the long sword in traceless's hand and was lost in thought.

He is a master of sword. Naturally, he sees the brilliance of traceless sword technique!

But the young man's internal power is mediocre, and his sword technique is tangible and godless.

Over time, the young man's attainments in swordsmanship will be unimaginable!

Qin Yanjun's sword technique is absolutely outstanding among his peers!

But his dense attack was easily resolved by traceless!

Suddenly, Mei wanting exclaimed!

The two long swords suddenly hit each other with a ”Ding” sound. Qin Yanjun's long sword broke in response to the sound. The broken sword flew a foot away and was nailed to an old locust tree.

Qingyuan sword, with a wisp of cold light, rowed to Qin Yanjun's neck!

Qin Yanjun wants to dodge. It's too late. Qin Feng wants to help. It's too late!

If this sword can't stop, Qin Yanjun will surely splash blood on the spot!

In Qin Feng's opinion, it is impossible to stop this sword if he is not a top Kendo expert.

Because this sword was an accident!

Because the sword in Qin Yanjun's hand was cut off by Qingyuan sword!

It's impossible to hold a sword. Naturally, it can't be held without a trace.

Because he is not a top Kendo master.

Qin Yanjun, who has always been elegant and calm, has turned pale.

Qin Feng, who has always been as calm as the water of the pond, also exclaimed!

A figure swept away like lightning.

He was saved whether he could or could not be saved.

Because that is his only son and the only inheritance of the Qin family in Lingnan!