Vol 2 Chapter 742: Wishful thinking

　　 "Lord, why don't you wait for a while and wait for a battle with our madman sword?" Wang Chao cowardly said.
　　 Xing Cangli expressionless, said: "I don't care who the challenger is, just let him get the sword as soon as possible!"
　　 Speaking, the madman's sword narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of anger on his face.
　　 Xing Cang clearly distinguished his madman's sword from his eyes. Actually, he would be treated like other ordinary swordsmen.
　　 "Okay." Wang Chao could only stick his scalp out of the sword.
　　 As the first kendo master of the Frontier Corps, his swordsmanship is naturally not weak, and his first hand "Blade Blade" is very successful.
　　 The long sword shook, and then Dao Dao Ying Ying spread out and flew away.
　　 Xing Cangliu's eyes showed a ray of disappointment, he didn't even draw his sword, he just stretched out his fingers and crossed the space.
　　 The scattered sword energy around his body became condensed on the fingertips and flew out with his stroke.
　　In an instant, the sword turned into a net, extinguishing Wang Chao's sword shadow.
　　Jianqi net cast off, heading towards Wang Chao.
　　 If it is pragmatic, Wang Chao is bound to split into pieces.
　　 At the critical moment, Xing Cang flowed Jianqi with one hand, causing Jianqi Net to dissipate, so Wang Chao escaped.
　　 The latter's face was pale for a while, and his eyes were full of fear, and he hurriedly clenched his fists: "Thank you for your mercy."
　　 Xing Cangliu said lightly: "Next!"
The swordsmen on the side of the military palace fell into hesitation, not because they were frightened, but it was meaningless to step forward.
　　 Wang Chao's sword skills are comparable to them, but the ending is so bleak.
　　 They stepped forward only to shame the military palace.
　　 is not up, the military palace will only fall into a laughing stock.
　　 San Gongzi's face was gloomy and secretly said: "It's all useless goods!"
　　Before the invitation, each patted a breast pack ticket and must win honor for the military palace.
　　 When it really came to the duel, they all flinched.
　　 "I'm coming!" In the end, it was Li Yuan who closed his teeth and stepped forward.
　　 Xing Cangliu nodded slightly: "Sword out!"
　　Li Yuan pulled out the broad sword on his back, pointed at Xing Cangliu, and said, "Take me a trick!"
　　 "Starfire Liaoyuan!" The broad sword immediately ignited a strong black flame, carrying the hot high temperature and struck the starry sky.
　　 is different from Wang Chaohua's fragile swordsmanship, Li Yuan's swordsmanship is very powerful, and the tricks fall into place.
　　 Xing Cang was standing in the same place, immobile, slightly applauding: "It is worth my sword."
　　 grasped the palm of his hand, and the four-foot long sword behind him buzzed and spontaneously flew out of his palm.
　　However, he didn't use sword technique, just a light wave.
　　A cold sword gas visible to the naked eye quickly rolled over.
　　 After the sword gas, the air condensed out the hazy frost and frost.
　　When the giant sword slashed in Li Yuan, all the black inflammation on his sword body was wiped out, so it was not only that, the broad sword quickly condensed into icicles.
　　 Hanbing also followed the hilt of the sword and quickly spread to Li Yuan's body, freezing it into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.
　　 The ice sculpture maintains its stance of swordsmanship, and cannot move at all.
　　 The three sons were secretly shocked, Li Yuan was his early kendo instructor, and he couldn't understand how to master swordsmanship.
　　 The entire military palace, in the major armies, is enough to rank in the top three.
　　 But such a character, even a defeat.
　　Star Cangliu is so powerful?
　　 "Oh, I said, you are just a waste." Only the madman sword hummed his nostrils.
　　 He kicked his feet, kicked the case under his feet to the ground, stood up abruptly, and wandered to the center of the Burial Sword Pond.
　　Pulled the stinky long hair scattered on both sides of the cheek, the madman's sword skin smiled and flirted: "Xing Cang Liu? Ha ha, but so."
　　 Xing Cangliu looked at the madman's sword, his eyes finally condensed a hint of warfare: "Crazyman's sword, right? I have heard the name for a long time!"
　　 Within the cool environment, there are a few famous swordsman masters.
　　He dare not say that the madman sword is the strongest, but the fame is definitely the greatest. About his deeds, he has been heard in Zhongyunjing.
　　 This time he came to challenge, mainly to challenge the madman sword.
　　 "If you win the prize, your fame will be okay. Swordsmanship is OK, but there is still a lot of room for improvement." Madman Sword advises with an old seniority attitude.
　　 If you don't see the sword fairy on the ground, Xing Cangliu will only sniff at it.
　　Who in the world is qualified to direct the heirs of Beidou Jianliu?
　　 I can see that the sword of the sword fairy on the ground, the starry state of mind changed drastically, and became extremely humble: "You are right, I am too far away from the real swordsmanship avenue."
　　'S heart is full of longing for the sword fairy on the ground to fly, but more is the expectation of the madman's sword.
　　A land where sword fairies were born, where can the swordsman appear weak?
　　 "I will go all out, madman sword, I look forward to you can point me to swordsmanship." Xing Cangliu sincerely, without any yin and yang strangeness.
　　He really feels that the swordsmanship of the madman sword may be above himself.
　　 This time, if the other party is willing to point to himself, it would be better, that will certainly help to break through his own shackles.
　　The madman's sword was stunned at first, and I couldn't think of Xing Cangliu being so humble.
　　 Then he felt proud, and it seemed that his fame had grown to such an extent that Xing Cangliu thought he was not as good.
　　 "Oh, you're a little bit of eyesight." Madman's sword is generously inherited, saying: "For your sincerity, I can give you pointers!"
　　 He grabbed it casually and took an ordinary ninja sword.
　　 Xing Cang Liu said: "Your Excellency, do you need to change to a good long sword? My sword is an ancient sword and it has great power."
　　Crazy Sword said willingly: "It's more than enough to deal with you, you don't need a good sword."
　　 Actually, his madman sword doesn't need any good sword at all. Most of the power lies in his madman sword.
Seeing that he was so confident, Xing Cangliu became more and more certain that the opponent's swordsmanship was above himself.
　　Not only did Xing Cangliu worry, but he was full of war: "Okay, please be careful!"
　　The three sons who watched, saw the madman's sword calmly, and Xing Cangliu was nervous and nervous, and his anxious heart quickly settled down.
　　 This battle will win.
　　 He took a deep breath and said, "Two, let's get started!"
　　 The eyes of the madman's sword flashed, and he immediately cast his most proud madman's sword.
　　 He leaped forward, leaving behind traces.
　　 The speed of the instant eruption was more than two thousand feet in one step, and with such a short distance, who can prevent it?
　　 but the stars can flow!
　　 His eyes were sharp, and he quickly captured the figure of the madman's sword. The four-foot long sword in his hand was horizontal, and it accurately blocked the tip of the madman's sword.
　　The sword of the madman failed, and the tip of the sword turned strangely, bypassing the long sword of Xingcang, and pierced his chest.
　　Cang Xianli is not panic and busy, as soon as his wrist turns, the long sword immediately rotates, blocking the sword that has been punctured.
　　 can withstand it. The sword in the hands of the madman's sword was divided into two, just like two unexpected poisonous snakes, biting towards the starry sky.
　　The latter is extremely calm. In the face of a tricky sword, the hilt of the sword rises, and he bounces it off lightly.
　　The madman's sword failed, and he stepped back a few steps, a few proud colors appeared on his face: "Did you realize what?"
　　 Xing Cangliu frowned into a Sichuan word and said, "Are you serious about comparing with me?"
　　 The three swords just now, to be honest, are much worse than expected.
　　 He used an iron sword to win with his usual strength.
　　This is different from what he imagined.
　　 "What do you mean?" said Madman Sword.
　　 Xing Cangliu heard that the three swords of the madman's sword were its pinnacle and couldn't help being disappointed: "It turned out to be my wishful thinking."
　　He thought that the strong swordsman who appeared in the hometown of sword fairy on the ground must be extraordinary.
　　 But who knows, mediocre like this!
　　
(End of this chapter)