Chapter 973

Yanqing was forced to retreat again, stood firm, and looked at the light and breezy Imbibitor Lunae.

His invincible tactics, swordsmanship, and skills honed by fighting the Borisin all failed in front of the Vidyadhara sinner and the interstellar criminal.

Obviously, the things he knows, the criminal he wants to capture might also know, at least he has seen them, and he is relatively familiar with them, so he can handle them with ease.

"'High-Cloud Quintet'..." Yanqing muttered, tightening the long sword in his hand; the rough texture of the sword handle rope allowed him to find peace of mind even when facing wind and waves and seas of blood.

His own General is also one of the former "High-Cloud Quintet"; as friends, and both are martial artists, it is normal to meet friends with martial arts and discuss Dao with martial arts.

Serious on the field, looking for flaws in each other, fighting without lightness or weight, like enemies;

Drinking and singing off the field, joking with each other, maybe they will discuss various schools from a theoretical level and integrate them.

After the "Imbibitor Lunae Rebellion," these two wandered between the stars for hundreds of years; what they could use to make a living was probably some fly-by-night business, or relying on their martial arts, falling into interstellar thieves...

The clanging sound of weapon collision continued, and Yanqing's former flexibility, agility, and skills were all suppressed, with no room to play.

A sense of irritability rose in his heart; there was both the scratching of his head because he couldn't find a way to break the game, and the feeling of being underestimated because the other party hadn't used their full strength yet and wasn't serious about him.

The moves passed down from the General were easily seen through by them, and comparing combat experience was a natural disadvantage... What method can reverse the situation?

Got it!

"You two are indeed tricky." Yanqing suddenly erupted with an aura; besides the long sword in his hand, five flying swords were all out, forcibly grabbing back the rhythm of the fight.

This was originally a desperate approach; once all the hole cards were revealed and he still couldn't win, the final tactic was to clench his teeth and use his body to catch the other party's sharp blade.

But now, after a round of on-the-spot card printing, Yanqing had one more card in his hand.

"It seems that to keep you, I have to use this move!"

Yanqing soared into the air, his whole body surrounded by air waves, the water vapor in the air condensed when it met cold, and fine blue ice crystals danced in mid-air, beautiful and murderous.

He waved the long sword in his hand, and all the flying swords received the edict at the same time; in a flash, they flew back, head to tail, and actually transformed into a huge frost giant sword.

Seeing that familiar move, Jing Yuan's pupils expanded.

"So that's it, so that's it, so you also came to the Xianzhou."

But that surprise lasted only for a while; Jing Yuan's expression softened, the corners of his mouth curled up, with a faint smile, and he sighed lightly, not knowing whether it was emotion or something else.

Fu Xuan raised her head at this time and said:

"General..."

"Nothing, this scene reminds me of an old friend," Jing Yuan smiled, and the look in his eyes looking at Yanqing carried a touch of seriousness.

"There's nothing to hide; if I'm not wrong, Yanqing's move should have been learned from my teacher..."

"The former Sword Champion, Jingliu."

Fu Xuan opened her mouth slightly.

No wonder the previous divination, the duty diviner Yue Ruo divined the future within ten days, and got a great ominous hexagram.

If you treat the dragon girl Bai Lu as Bai Heng's reincarnation, your "High-Cloud Quintet" has reunited after seven hundred years.

However, your teacher, the old lady, might be the longest-living person among the Xianzhou people...?

When the "Imbibitor Lunae Rebellion" happened, your teacher had already entered the high-incidence period of Mara-Struck; now another 700 years have passed; at the lowest count, she must be 1,500 years old, and at the highest, she is more than 1,800 years old.

Thinking about it this way, I am still quite young... It's all Qingque's fault, calling me an old lady behind my back, making me think I'm really old... I have to find a chance to make her do more work...

"Your teacher also has the hobby of teaching across generations." "Stelle" scratched her head.

"Haha, that's probably not it," Jing Yuan laughed, "If Yanqing claimed to be my disciple in front of my teacher, with my teacher's temperament, she would at least test him."

"She might leave a hand, but for Yanqing, that is already an insurmountable level."

Saying that, the smile on Jing Yuan's face slowly faded:

"I didn't expect it; this game of chess is even more exciting than I thought; it's my move that is inferior."

He turned to the side, looked at Bai Xuan and the others, and said:

"Everyone, I'll go one step ahead."

"Once this move is used, there is no reason for Blade and Dan Heng to hold back, and it's time for me to appear."

"See you later.. "

"Okay!" March 7th put one hand on her hip, "This girl also wants to see, if we, who should be in a 'bitter battle', appear in front of Blade, what reaction he and Kafka will have."