Chapter 386

"Ah Just a few rounds later, Li Xinyuan's soft sword was almost shaken by the opponent, and his body retreated several steps.

"You're weaker." Feng Youwei did not take the opportunity to pursue, but stood firm.

"Oh, do you have time to say that? I just need to shout and the Li family will surround you. " Li Xinyuan rubbed his wrist with his hand. He had blocked many attacks with his sword before, and his wrist was numb.

"I'll kill you. It's easy." Feng Youwei said coldly.

"Don't talk big, just try." Li Xinyuan posed in front of Feng Youwei, "I'm in a bad mood today. I'm looking for someone to try my sword." Li Xinyuan has seen the competition between Feng Youwei and Yang Hongye. As long as he plays normally, his strength is above Feng Youwei.

"Well, I haven't used a sword for a long time." With that, Feng Youwei pounced on Li Xinyuan.

Li Xinyuan was stunned for a moment. In his impression, what Feng Youwei used to do was to use Qigong to defeat the enemy from a long distance. He would inevitably suffer some losses in close combat. Therefore, the choice of active approach made Li Xinyuan a little difficult to understand.

But the next moment, Li Xinyuan understood.

The raindrops outside the corridor slide down the tiles and merge into one pearl line after another. At this time, it is late at night, and the rain clouds cover the stars and the moon. If there is no lightning flash in the sky, both of them will fall into a dim vision.

In the dark of the rainy night, Li Xinyuan saw the sword light flashing in each other's hands.

It's not a real sword, but an air sword made of real Qi. When the air sword is waved, the real Qi leaks out a little. In people's eyes, it's like showing a little white light.

"Ding -" this time, Li Xinyuan still took the soft sword to file, but when the soft sword collided with the Zhenqi sword, there was a spark.

Unlike ordinary long swords, soft swords are not suitable for defense in terms of characteristics. The characteristic of soft swords is that they can attack at an unpredictable angle like whips. However, the soft sword made by Li Xinyuan is made of special alloy. The proportion of all metals in the sword body is carefully controlled, and the weight and length of the sword are adjusted according to his own habit of using the sword. It is not forged by traditional ancient methods. Therefore, the hardness and toughness of this soft sword are far better than ordinary weapons.

But after this attack, Li Xinyuan quickly withdrew his sword, and did not dare to use the soft sword to resist the attack. Although he had no time to watch, he could feel that the blade had been cut by his opponent. Without the preparation of spare weapons, Li Xinyuan did not dare to fight with the other side.

However, once the mentality begins to shrink, the battle situation will change immediately. Li Xinyuan, who had been suppressed before, can't even use the Li Jiayou dragon sword.

Li Xinyuan, what's the matter with you!

Every time he wields his sword, he feels a little bit dull. Li Xinyuan clenched his teeth and wielded a sword with great force. However, in the case of restlessness, the sword wielded casually will only create a bigger flaw.

Yila - the clothes at the waist, together with a large area of flesh and blood at the waist, were cut by the opponent.

"Drink Angrily, Li Xinyuan held up his soft sword and slashed it at Feng Youwei.

Bang - Feng Youwei raises his foot and kicks Li Xinyuan on the wound on his waist, kicking Li Xinyuan back into the rain from the corridor.

Holding a sword in one hand and covering the wound on his waist in the other hand, Li Xinyuan tried to stand up from the ground, but his hand slipped, and half way up, he threw it into the water on the ground.

"So embarrassed, so miserable." Feng Youwei walks towards Li Xinyuan. The rain falls on his body and on his gas sword. "There's nothing to boast about killing you."

Li Xinyuan, who was all wet, reluctantly stood up. The rain at night covered his vision. When a thunderbolt flashed by, he seemed to see feng Youwei's face changed in front of him.

Second brother, are you still alive? second younger brother!

Li Xinyuan stretched out a hand to Feng Youwei. He wanted to catch the dead man and the phantom.

The heart devil, Li Kaihe's death, actually produced the heart devil in his heart.

The next second, Li Xinyuan's arm left his body, blood also splashed out, mixed with rain splashed on the original invisible air sword.

Feng Youwei cut off Li Xinyuan's right hand and used the sword's right hand.

"This boring duel," Feng Youwei said with his left hand as claw and his right hand as sword, "is over." He thought there would be a fierce battle tonight. Judging from his performance in Feng Shui audition, Li Xinyuan's swordsmanship would not be inferior to him, and even better than him in treachery. I don't know if Li Xinyuan has no power to fight back.

Qi sword came so fast that Li Xinyuan didn't even have time to feel the pain, so his right arm flew forward because of inertia.

This is the end of Li Xinyuan's life as a swordsman. In the night rain, he closed his eyes painfully.

And Feng Youwei's Qi sword was mercilessly waved down again.

Ding - a huge force came. Feng Youwei's wrist was shocked. His Qi sword was unable to control for a moment, and disappeared into the air."Big brother, you --" the white body fell from the air, and there was no time to block the rain for himself. The rain soaked Li Yuan's clothes and hair.

"Big brother, your hand." Li Yuan was grieved. He put his fingers on Li Xinyuan's chest. With his fingertips, several genuine Qi poured into Li Xinyuan's body, protecting the blood in his chest. The incision of his right hand was no longer bleeding.

As a son of the Li family, what is the consequence of losing his right hand? Li Yuan knows nothing more. What's more, for Li Xinyuan, after seeing Li Xinyuan's Li Jiayou dragon sword in the Feng Shui audition, Li Yuan knew that he had really worked hard in kendo, and even surpassed the inherent sword score left by his predecessors and had his own unique sword skills.

But after tonight, Li Xinyuan himself as a swordsman is really dead. Although the "left hand sword" does exist, and there are records in Kunlun, in fact, the angle and habit of the left and right hands are different, which means that the sword technique designed for the right hand is unable to exert its full strength on the left hand.

In other words, Li Xinyuan has been unable to use the Dragon Sword of Li Jiayou all his life.

"Damn thief, I should have found him earlier!" Anger broke out in Li Yuan's eyes. Even when he fought against Meilin and Zhou Heng, he always showed a calm look to outsiders. It was the first time he had shown his anger.

"Elder brother, please go back and wait a moment. In a short time, I will go to see you with the head of the thief." Li Yuan's words made Feng Youwei feel a chill.