Chapter 149: Chinese swordsmanship, wind and thunder sword!

"On! Others don't care, they are not threatening anyway!"
"Yes, we just have to deal with that kid!"
"We are joining forces with the 19th, can't we still deal with him?"
The 19th martial arts disciples of the Epee Gate all rushed toward Lingdao. A big sword with a handle slammed down, and the sword was like a rainbow, and the sword was like a dragon. Infuriating in the air, running around, and the 19th rushing squadrons and the martial artists joined forces, and it was amazing.
Even Zhong Jianxing, in the face of such a situation, will certainly be defeated. These nineteen smashing disciples are the leaders of the epee gate. Each one is not weak. Zhong Jianxing is a master and not a fake, but that is also a single fight to beat each of them.
"Well, I am afraid that the kid who is going to be a sword in the sky is extremely miserable!"
"Yeah, the 19th martial arts martial arts martial arts teamed up to deal with a mid-term warrior. There is no suspense!"
Nineteen rushing to the peaks of the martial arts, the martial arts, the momentum of the martial arts, because of the stimulation of a thousand pieces of lower spirits, they will naturally take full action. One arm or one leg of Lingdao is a thousand pieces of Lingshiling. At this time, Lingdao is not in their eyes, it is not a martial art, but a spiritual stone!
"Oops! Fighting like this, the road is dangerous!"
Both Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin are worried. Even if they are replaced by pre-empty warriors, they will be in a tough headache and even take the initiative to retreat in the face of such a crazy 19-year-old disciple. Otherwise, there is absolutely no good end.
"I hope he is okay, even if it is defeated, it will be fine. Don't be embarrassed!"
If Lingdao is now down from the sword, it is equivalent to directly admit defeat. In this case, the martial arts martial arts martial arts disciples are not allowed to shoot him. If you switch to someone else, you may actually do this. Unfortunately, Lingdao will never do this.
"It seems that only by practicing the swordsmanship method can we defeat them!"
Unlike others, Lingdao thinks about how to defeat these people. The nineteen smashing disciples are really powerful, but relying on their own methods, Lingdao can completely swim between them and then beat them one by one.
The first to rush to the front of Lingdao, only three rushing to the peak of the disciples. They have displayed their most proud swordsmanship in order to beat the Lingdao first and then cut off the arm or thigh of Lingdao.
They did join hands, but their hearts were not. After all, Lingdao has only two arms and two legs, which is not enough for them. Then you can only grab it. Whoever can preempt the arm and leg of Lingdao will be able to get a thousand pieces of Lingshi.
The three disciples who rushed to the forefront were all smiling, and they seemed to have seen a thousand pieces of the next. They are fast, and the first to reach Lingdao is naturally taking the lead.
"Wind and Thunder!"
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind blowing on the sword table. It was originally a thunderstorm, and the raindrops continued to fall. But now, the electric light on the sword is flashing, which is terrible. The rainwater transmitted lightning, and the wind blew over the rain. The entire sword-sword platform became extremely chaotic.
The Thunder Sword suddenly appeared in front of a smashing martial artist, and then he squatted on his sword. The collision between the sword and the sword, the Lingdao victory, the Tianlei sword is the fastest speed, stabbed the shoulder of the rushing martial artist.
These epee disciples are all trying to break the arm and legs of the ridge, so the ridge will not be soft to them. After a sword was stabbed, Lingdao pulled out the Tianlei sword and displayed eight steps of chasing the stars. It appeared in front of another rushing martial artist.
In the heavy rain, the body of Ling Dao is like a ghost, and constantly walks in the field. Every time he appears in front of a smashing martial artist, the smashing martial artist will be attacked by him.
Everyone thought that the end of the road would be extremely miserable, but unfortunately they were all dumbfounded. The battle on the sword table seemed to be a performance by Lingdao. If it is a battle between life and death, I am afraid that the nineteen squadrons of the Epee Gate will die.
"Oh... how is this possible?"
After half an hour, Lingdao proudly stood on the field, and the nineteen squadrons of the Epee Gate were all on the ground. There are some sword wounds on their bodies, more or less. Among them, there are still many people who have the power to fight, but unfortunately they have not dared to get up.
The Lingdao, standing in the middle of the sword, is like a demon god, with the power to make them fear. Even if they stand up, they are just looking for abuse. They have already scared their courage and simply dare not pull the sword again.
"Waste! All are waste! How can I have such a group of waste in the Epee Gate? Auntie!"
The bell spurted a spur of old blood, purely mad. Nineteen rushing squadrons and martial artists joined forces and lost to a mid-term warrior. It’s even more frustrated to be beaten. What a shameful shame?
"Win, we won?!"
The disciples of the Sword of the Clouds seem to be in a dream. Everything that happened in front of us was really unbelievable. They are all ready to fail, but Lingdao once again defeated the opponent.
"Lingdao invincible! Lingdao mighty!"
At the beginning, only a few disciples of the slashing swords were shouting, and then the elders of the slashing swords were shouting. Finally, the entire Fighting Palace, many people shouted.
Among the fighting palaces, many teenagers look at the eyes of Ling Dao, all revealing a trace of worship. There are even younger disciples who are glaring at Lingdao. Such geniuses, if they can see them, then they will fall forever.
"The Sovereign, this is the time we have to split the sword, do you want to have two Lingshi veins?"
Zhuang Xin woke up from the shock, and then he said with ecstasy. The Swordsman has always had no Lingshi veins, but this time the swords conference, they were able to get two Lingshi veins. Even Zhuang Xin feels somewhat unreal.
"Yeah, it won't be incredible!"
Even as a lord, Duan Zhenghui at this time is also an ecstasy that can't conceal his own. He was ready to lose a Lingshi vein, but he did not expect that Lingdao would have won, and the victory was extremely beautiful. Those disciples who were playing the Epee Gate did not dare to shoot.
"I am mad at me too!"
Zhong Tai Cang looks awkward, can't wait to rush to the sword table, will smash the corpse. His heart has already made up his mind. After leaving Anshan County, you must not let Lingdao and others return to the cracked swords!
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