Am I doing something wrong while playing games in another world?

"Let's talk about it first. It's just a sword fight, regardless of cultivation level. Why don't you want to bully an old and frail elder?"

Le Xingye summoned the poison-drinking Crescent Knife carelessly. Under Jing Chu's surprised eyes, he gently opened the skin of the arm with the tip of the Crescent Knife. He let the tip of the knife get stained. After more than ten seconds,

Manipulate the power of the weapon soul to heal wounds.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were already stained with a little red light. Those faintly shining eyes looked a little scary. He pointed the tip of the knife at Jing Chu:

"Xiao Jingchu, let's give it a try."

Jing Chu laughed: "Just give it a try! Let the disciples experience Uncle Master's sword skills."

The sword was unsheathed, Jing Chu stepped on the Nine Palaces, and the sword changed with both feet, piercing Le Xingye's flaw like a hurricane.

Le Xingye breathed a sigh of relief, and the crescent knife stained with a little blood cut out half of the bright moon. His breathing was steady as if he was sleeping, and he made an ordinary slash.

Jing Chu's face changed slightly and he took half a step back. He thrust out the sword in his hand. There was a clang sound and the sword that Le Xingye had cut was forcefully pushed back.

Le Xingye didn't have much to be ashamed of. Even if he didn't practice martial arts, Jing Chu's physical quality was higher than his. In the normal Sword Immortal, there wasn't that much improvement in strength, but the level was there.

Even if he doesn't use the extraordinary energy system's moves, his physical fitness is far superior to his own.

However, neither Jing Chu's sword skills nor his own sword skills are the type that require great effort to produce miracles.

still have a chance.

Le Xingye narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression twitched, and the mental toxins began to fully explode in his body. Countless scenes that had been forgotten appeared one after another like reflections.

"The war takes away not only the bodies of the victims, but also the souls of the survivors. Ono, it's good that you were born in a peaceful era."

There was an old man's murmur in his ears. He raised his head sharply and slashed horizontally at Jing Chu who had been struck down with a sword. In Le Xingye's world, time seemed to slow down, and the cold and sharp knife seemed to become

It became lingering, gently smoothing out the airflow caused by high-speed chopping.

The blood stained on the knife exploded instantly and turned into a red mist, covering the crescent knife, dyeing the blade red, and the light refracted during the slash turned into a dim red light.

At the moment when he collided with Jing Chu's sword, he seemed to feel the smell of rain on Le Xingye.

Just like the sad knife in the rain, Jing Chu, who is optimistic by nature, felt a little uncomfortable.

But his mood was indeed aroused. He let out a long breath, and the hot air he exhaled flew for several meters. Between the lightning and flint, a peach blossom blossomed.

The blooming peach blossoms were beautiful and sweet, but Le Xingye was unmoved. He turned his hand and grabbed it, and the crescent knife drew a waxing moon, which collided with the peach blossoms.

The swords were intertwined, but the peach blossoms remained the same. But when I looked closer, I realized that the scattered peach blossoms were clearly the dissipating afterimages.

"Imagination~Uncle Master, it really exceeded my expectations. It seems that there is no need to continue the comparison."

Le Xingye lowered his head slightly, hiding the gloom in his eyes, and said softly: "That's it for now, little~ Jing Chu, your sword training is good."

Jing Chu shook his head: "It's still far from the realm I imagined. Uncle, it's getting late. Senior sister should have prepared the meal. If you're hungry or tired, you should go back to the door as soon as possible!"

"You should go back first. I just had some insights, so I will stay for a while."

"Okay, Uncle Master, then I will have someone deliver the food to you up the mountain later."

"Well, that's it."

The sword duel ended in a hasty manner. Le Xingye looked at the back of Jing Chu who had walked away, and his expression became more and more ferocious: "Excuse me~"

With a command, the mental toxins in his body turned into pure mental power, which was crushed by Le Xingye's mental power, dispersed and assimilated. His face turned a little pale, and his voice was slightly depressed:

"The feeling of mental toxins is worse than I thought."

Le Xingye only felt a large number of disordered fragments impacting his brain. In just half a minute, his energy and energy were weakened.

"Do~ It's just a small martial arts performance. As for using a big move right away? You know clearly that even if you mobilize your emotions with the help of mental toxins, it will be better than Jing Chu's ten years of sharpening a sword.

The sword's heart is still far behind."

Le Xingye explained: "I just want to see the scenery that my contemporaries have touched in history. It's just that this kid Jing Chu has gone further than I thought in terms of swordsmanship, no, swordsmanship.

It was a bit of a mistake.”

Jingchu's Jiugong footwork was the most energy-consuming. Even though this short confrontation took very little time, because both sides were going all out, the sudden and intense exercise did not consume much physical energy, but it did.

Afterwards, the two of them felt that they were unable to continue.

The bodies of sword immortals and weapon soul masters without the blessing of extraordinary power have their limits after all.

After taking a few tight breaths, Le Xingye felt slightly tired.

At the beginning of the fight between the two sides, when Jing Chu attacked, he was so calm and ready to strike with his sword that there were few flaws in his body.

Jing Chu's understanding of swords has also improved to a higher level, but despite understanding, his foundation is still a little weak after all.

Especially the last knife with his own will, he was obviously the first to strike, but Jing Chu just raised his hand in desperation, and the slashes turned into continuous stabs.

The glimmer of light from the tip of the sword turned into nine rays of silver light, leading directly to the empty door dedicated to Xiangle Xingye.

In a trance, Le Xingye seemed to see nine circling peach petals falling. Before Le Xingye could come over, they disappeared after being decorated with light!

Le Xingye was left to open his eyes suddenly, roaring in his heart and barely resisting the weak sword tip.

The moment Jing Chu came over, there was no relay in the air. It wasn't because he didn't pay attention, but because he knew that only in this way could the relationship between the two be more like a martial arts show, rather than a one-sided violence.

So at that moment, Le Xingye reacted quickly, with joy in his eyes, and he swung his knife back.

This knife can be regarded as the concentration of all the skills of the whole body, coupled with the momentum of the head-on attack, it was a head start. The sudden burst of pressure seemed to tear apart, and it was barely a "tie".

It can be said that this kid is smarter and knows to give him a step down, otherwise the ending of this martial arts performance will definitely be embarrassing.

Jing Chu's sword was very strong, beyond Le Xingye's expectation.

Without a real understanding of swordsmanship, he could not even compare to Jingchu's level of swordsmanship.

Now it seems that he is indeed the protagonist in the second half of the Tianmen Broken Sword dungeon.

"This boy's swordsmanship is a bit coquettish. When he swings his sword, there are scattered peach blossoms, which is very confusing. I just don't know why, but I always feel that there seems to be a stale spirit hidden in his colorful peach blossoms.

A scene of decline.”