Fa Kongxin could see clearly that there were more than 100 people in the corridor on the lake. They either waved their folding fans and talked loudly, or held a pot of wine in their hands, and drank a sip from time to time, with a cool expression.

At this time, a bright moon hangs high in the night sky.

The clear light spreads throughout the universe.

A bright moon in the lake swayed gently, appearing and looming.

Fakong and Li Er stood at the bow of the boat. The night wind was mixed with moisture, and it blew on his face refreshing and pleasant.

The lake water gently patted the pleasure boat, and the sound of sound came into my ears, feeling an inexplicable sense of quietness and depth.

Li Er, who kept talking, stopped talking at this time and was immersed in the distant and quiet night.

"Zheng--!" Suddenly, a guzheng suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility of the night sky.

"Sharp and clang-!" The golden sword and iron horse rushed towards him, suddenly and fiercely.

A white shadow suddenly rose from a distance, a pleasure boat soared upwards, as if it was about to rush towards the bright moon in the sky.

When he reached more than 100 meters high, the white shadows were exhausted and he showed up, but he was a graceful woman in white.

She began to fall.

At this time, the sound of the Guzheng is low and clear.

She opened her hands, fluttered with long sleeves, and a white crane spread its wings and flew.

"Sharp..." The sound of the piano suddenly became loud and loud. She suddenly put away her arms and rotated at high speed in the air, soaring into the sky like a tornado.

Ascend to a height of one hundred meters, the rotation stopped, and she fell again.

The sound of the piano slows down.

Her arms stretched out again, and her long sleeves fluttered.

"Zheng!" The sound of the piano rose again.

She kicked her feet and soared into the sky again, as if there was something she could use in the void.

Ascending to more than 130 meters, a long sword with a clear light slid out from her sleeve.

The sound of the piano is like a gurgling stream.

She shook her sword gently, and a clear light lingered around her, and the clear light formed a cluster of light and shadow, like a bubble, and her downward momentum stopped.

The clear light forms several bubbles.

In fact, the speed is too fast, one has not disappeared, the next one has appeared, it seems that there are many bubbles, only one is true, and the rest are the afterimages left by the retina.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

He can see clearly with his own eyes and see more clearly than others.

This woman in white clothes looks ordinary, neither beautiful nor ugly, and can only be regarded as beautiful.

The skin is as snowy as it is crystal clear and warm.

He is indeed a great master.

Her sword was surprisingly fast, not even inferior to her own sword skills.

I didn't expect that there was really a swordsmanship in the world that was comparable to my own swordsmanship.

Fakong's interest became stronger, and his eyes suddenly became slightly golden, as if gold juice was injected into his pupils.

If you don't look carefully, you won't notice his abnormality.

Li Er looked obsessedly and sighed: "Master, how about it?"

"Good sword technique." Fakong nodded slightly: "Is this Dugu Xia Qing?"

"It's Miss Dugu." Li Er sighed: "It's a peerless genius who was rarely seen in the Dugu family for hundreds of years. It's really a blessing to be able to witness her swordsmanship with your own eyes!"

Fakong said: "Not it happens every day?"

"Once every ten days." Li Er said: "So the master is lucky and has a limited seat. One hundred and twenty people can watch swords at a time, and no more than one hundred and twenty people can."

"It's really a good sword technique." Fakong exclaimed.

His eyes passed through Dugu Xia Qing's clothes and skin, and saw the breath of her meridians flowing.

He found that Dugu Xia Qing had vaguely touched the threshold of the second floor.

This is due to the exquisiteness of her swordsmanship.

The skills are almost like Tao. After practicing the original exquisite swordsmanship, it naturally leads to the second level of the ninth level of the God-Transparent.

Although it is still a long distance away from the second level, the sword energy is transformed into spiritual energy before it is in its infancy.

The reason why the sword is so fast is that the sword energy changes rapidly, and it hides in the external energy and blends with each other, so that it can borrow the power of the void and the power of the void.

Fakkeng was greatly inspired by seeing it.

His previous swordsmanship and the qi-bearing realm did not completely integrate, and he did not exert the magic of his spirit.

It turns out that the spirit can increase the speed of the sword in this way, and it can increase rapidly.

In the sound of the piano, Dugu Xia Qing rose and fell, and the sword light was fast and slow, just like a white crane flying up and down, graceful and graceful.

Agile and free, light and detached, he has already left the category of light skills, floating like an immortal.

Everyone was stunned and intoxicated.

This is true for Li Er.

He widened his eyes, not blinking, for fear of missing any subtle movement, and murmured: "This is the dance of immortals, it is really a fairy descending to earth!"

Fakong nodded and agreed: "It's like the sword dance of the banished immortal, it's really amazing, rare in the world!"

Li Er murmured: "If I had such sword skills, where can I go in the world!"

Fakong smiled.

This sentence may be something everyone thinks of.

Who doesn’t want to have such a sword technique?

Li Eryi stared at Dugu Xia Qing, who was flying above the lake without blinking, as if she was flying in the sky.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if he was cramping, but he was involuntarily imitating Dugu Xia Qing's movements.

Dugu Xia Qing's sword technique is mysterious and the sword intention is pure, and it will affect her understanding of sword technique.

Just like when a person who practices calligraphy sees Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, the feelings about calligraphy are completely different from those who have never seen it.

Watching Dugu Xia Qing’s sword technique opens his eyes and knows the exquisiteness of the sword technique and the limit of the sword technique is crucial to the swordsman.

When you look at Dugu Xia Qing's sword technique, you will gain far more than you imagine.

Fa Kong thoughtful, while watching, comparing and absorbing the exquisiteness of her swordsmanship.

What he saw in his eyes was not only the sword moves, but also the movement of his mind, and he could even clearly feel the sword intent contained in the sword moves.

The sword technique is in line with the mind and the mind is condensed into such a pure sword intent, which can strongly affect the opponent's mood, and is considered a sword technique that can go to the next level.

When an ordinary master faces her, he probably doesn't even have the chance to fight. He was confused and was already caught in the sword.

Fakong admired while admiring.

"Crank--!" The sound of the piano suddenly became loud and stopped the clouds.

She suddenly took off into the air and drew a light sword.

The sword energy condensed to the purest level and came out of the sword.

A crack appeared on the lake, extending from her front to a corridor, which was nearly a hundred meters away.

This long groove did not close.

It seems that the lake water is not water, but it turns into snow. The cracks do not disappear for a long time, and remain in their original state, looking extremely strange.

"Sharp!" The sound of the piano was louder again.

She drew a sword lightly in the air.

The sword energy condensed but did not dissipate, as if it had been pulled into a hundred meters long sword, pressing across the lake, forming a crack.

"Sharp!" The sound of the piano was louder.

She drew another sword.

This time, the sword energy shot towards the pleasure boat where Fakong and Li Er were, extending to the pleasure boat and continuing forward.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

It was already the limit for her to fire the three swords. In the last sword, the sword energy was not pure enough and was a little out of control. She could not stop in time.

Dugu Xia Qing, who was in the air, changed slightly.

She knew the power of her sword, and the Grand Master couldn't stop it.

She was busy exercising her skills, and her body and sword were united, like a white rainbow running straight through the sky, shooting towards Fakong.

Fakong gently flicked his sleeves.
To be continued...