But kneeling is definitely not an option. "Meditate!" "promise!" A group of fellow disciples sat down and recited the exercises silently. Lu Luming couldn't help but look around and found that except for a few people, everyone who was supposed to meditate had already done so, and the Yizi Dao sect had persisted the longest. Call ~ Let out a sigh, As long as it's not embarrassing. He looked at Li Qingcha again. In the end, no one was seen, because Li Qingcha was surrounded by the Seventh Prince, Sirou, Luo Weiyang, and Yongjia.
It seems that Li Qingcha couldn't hold on either. Lu Luming knew that his only enemy at this moment was Yu Youwei. As long as he could hold out longer than Yu Youwei, he would win this battle, although it would not be glorious to borrow the momentum of his elders. On the other side, Yu Youwei slapped the sword case. Zheng—— Twelve flying swords came out at the same time. Amid the buzzing sound, the sword formation surrounded and formed a defensive formation. Her rebellion seemed to have aroused the wrath of the dark clouds and the clear air. The clouds rolled and the clear air churned, as if expanding infinitely, making everything seem extremely small. "Honor God!" A huge force pressed down on Yu Youwei's back. Yu Youwei snorted coldly. "Heaven! Zong!" Twelve flying swords soared into the sky. For a moment, the interweaving electric grid in the black cloud caused the girl to feel a sudden increase in pressure, and the connection between her and the flying sword became intermittent and increasingly blurred. The girl gathered her thoughts. "Human Sect cultivator, like what I like, love what I love, screw you, niang heaven!" boom-- There was a dark cloud gathering. Yu Youwei's right leg trembled, and her knee almost touched the ground. Subconsciously, she looked towards the royal pavilion.
Junior Brother... Husband... As if to respond to her, "Hehehe..." A burst of laughter came from the royal pavilion. The people were stunned. They all recognized it. It was Li Qingcha's voice. But looking at the expressions of the monks around him, they were all trying their best to withstand the pressure. How could Li Qingcha still have room to laugh? However, the fact is that Li Qingcha is really smiling. And the louder the laugh, "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……" A clear voice rose from the imperial pavilion and hovered in the sky above Liubukou. Li Qingcha said in a clear voice: "Master Zhang, Principal Wei, Go is a literary art, not a martial art. Using literary art to compete with martial arts may help eliminate the spirit of killing and combine both literary and martial arts, or it may be impossible to combine the two and have no rules at all." After these words were spoken, there was a long silence in the sky. Li Qingcha snorted coldly. "Once the son is taken away from the Nine Provinces, the war will come in the Spring and Autumn Period." A golden light rose from the Meridian Gate. Ten out of ten, Tian Yuan. The dark clouds and clear air in the sky then dissipated. Chapter 356 Nine-petal Lotus Outside Yongding Gate. A Taoist priest looked at the sky above his head. The clouds rolled and the sky was clear. He felt lost. The Taoist looked to be in his early fifties, not considered old, but he wore a Taiqing fishtail crown on his head with dark gold branches, highlighting his status as the head of the sect. This person is Zhang Kun. He knew that the game between him and Wei Xian was over. Who was the one who stopped you just now? High-level Taoist practitioners should be able to feel that the man has an extremely strong Taoist aura.
In addition, Yu Youwei's performance was beyond Zhang Kun's expectations. She was able to withstand such great pressure and even went against the will of heaven by counterattacking with twelve flying swords. With such a strong character, I am afraid that my disciple Lu Luming may not be able to match him. This year's discussion among the three sects was really interesting. Unfortunately…… "Mr. Wei, it looks like our chess game has to end here." Zhang Kun looked around. He was surrounded by three layers of soldiers inside and outside. More importantly, the leader was Xu Weishen, a disciple of the Supervisor. If you are a fourth-grade warlock and a formation master and really want to delay, you will probably have to pay a price. There was laughter coming from the Egret Academy. "Haha! Mr. Siwei is right. Go is a literary art, not a martial art. We were just missing the point. But it is still a great pleasure to play against Master Zhang." Wei Xian's voice is like a huge bell. Xu Weishen raised his eyebrows and stuffed a pair of cotton balls into his ears. Show off! snort! Zhang Kun pondered. "Mr. Siwei?" I have never heard of this name. It sounds like someone from a Confucian family. And coming from Wei Xian, his rank cannot be too low. But what about the Taoist energy just now? It is necessary to pay attention. Zhang Kun took a deep breath and looked at Xu Weishen who was not far away. "I don't go into the city." tsk... Xu Weishen was shocked loudly. "If Zhang Tianshi had defeated Wei Shanchang just now, why didn't he enter the city?" The supervisor was standing behind him, so naturally he didn't give him any face when he spoke. Zhang Kun frowned. "..." "..."
The two looked at each other silently. a long time, "The Imperial Observatory really has a lot of young people coming out... Great!" Zhang Kun swept the whisk away, "Let's go!" He turned around and left without any reluctance. His light-weight skills were extremely mysterious. Although he took only a few steps, he had already traveled a mile far away. His back became tiny and then disappeared. Xu Weishen sighed. "I'm afraid this year's Three Sects' Discussion will be aborted." He turned around and waved to the soldiers. "Withdraw." ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ Liubukou Square. Arena. The pressure on Lu Luming disappeared. "Were they playing chess just now!? Who would have thought that was playing chess!? Who the hell would have thought of that!? Can a normal person think of that!?" Muttering to himself, Suddenly, a current ran through his body. He raised his head as if he had thought of something and looked towards the royal pavilion. Li Qingcha discovered that it was a game of chess... Could it be that his state of mind has really reached the third level? This is so meow... Lu Luming's worldview collapsed further. He stared at Li Qingcha and found that Li Qingcha's face had undergone subtle changes. There seemed to be a small red dot between his eyebrows. He quickly gathered his energy and looked carefully. It turns out that it is not a red dot, but nine lotus petals. The ends of the petals are not connected, leaving a little "empty space". That "empty space" was exactly between Li Qingcha's eyebrows. Lu Luming was stunned. Generally, lotus has three or four layers of perianth, the outer layer is sepal-shaped and the inner layer is petal-shaped, which should be axially symmetrical. But those nine lotus petals are not at all,
What on earth is this... puff- Lu Luming's brain crashed. At the same time, Li Qingcha in the pavilion was surrounded. The Seventh Prince's face was filled with disbelief. "What happened just now?"