Fakong didn't use his sword skills, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand were parallel to each other to form sword fingers.

A ray of white light condensed from the two fingertips, and when they met together, they were still as thin as a hair.

But even though the lights in the small courtyard are brightly lit like daytime, you can still see this thin thread of white light, as bright as a column of mercury.

This thin ray of light is four feet long, a bit longer than the sword, but it is not clumsy at all. Without the weight and resistance of the sword, this ray of light is lighter and more agile, as fast as electricity.

Li Ying swung her sword towards the thin light, but it trembled as if she was electrocuted. The thin light contained lightning and could not be touched.

As soon as she trembled, the light gently crossed the corners of her sleeves, and the sleeves silently left her body and fluttered to the ground.

The crack is smooth, like a magic weapon passing through it.

This made Li Ying even more fearful, and she was so scared that she was beaten by Fakong. She was overwhelmed and embarrassed.

Fakong smiled and stood with his hands behind his back. He gently moved the two fingers of his right hand to control the Haoyang Divine Sword, which had weakened its power.

Li Ying soon became disheveled and disheveled.

The sleeves of the moon-white middle coat were shortened, revealing white jade-like forearms. Several pieces of the skirt were cut off, almost exposing the navel, and the shoulders were cut off, revealing snow-white and round shoulders.

The degree of exposure is comparable to the women's clothes I have seen in previous lives.

Li Ying bit her red lips with teeth like pearls, her eyes were stubborn and solemn, and she would never succumb to Fakong's majesty.

Fa Kong nodded secretly.

Although Li Ying was embarrassed, it touched her greatly, and she gained a lot, and she is expected to break through the realm.

She is indeed a rare prodigy in kendo.

Half an hour later, Fakong sheathed his sword and sat back at the table, drank the wine in the jasper cup, and looked at Li Ying with a smile.

Li Ying stood motionless with her eyes closed, gently waving the sword in her hand, still immersed in the fight with Fa Kong.

Fakong didn't bother, he gently put down the jasper cup and disappeared in a flash.

sunset

The white clouds in the sky were dyed into colorful clouds, floating in the blue sky like rosy clouds.

Changlingfu City is very noisy.

Zhongling Lake, three miles outside Fucheng, is like a mirror, reflecting the setting sun and the colorful clouds in the sky.

There are pleasure boats and boats dotted around the lake.

On a painting boat, there was the sound of silk and bamboo, melodious singing, and bursts of cheers from time to time, making it very lively.

There were nine men and women sitting in the boat, sitting at three Eight Immortals tables, enjoying the performance of the two women in front, one playing the piano and the other singing.

The woman playing the piano wore a white gauze, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes.

The singing woman has an ordinary appearance, but her voice is round and soft. When the singing comes out of her mouth, there is something magical about it that captivates the soul.

Among the nine men and women, six were women and three were men. The men were at one table and the women were at two tables.

The men are good-looking and the women are all beautiful.

They are all dressed in brocade robes and colorful clothes, and one can tell at a glance that they are either rich or noble. In addition, they are handsome men and beautiful women, so they match each other quite well.

One of the beautiful women was in a state of confusion, with a snow-white face that looked indifferent. She was holding her chin in one hand, staring out of the open window, her eyes blurred and without focus.

She suddenly saw a purple-gold cassocked monk on the embankment by the lake, standing under a willow tree.

The willow branches are swaying lightly and moving with the wind.

The purple and gold cassock also swayed slightly.

The young monk wearing a purple and gold cassock looked ordinary and looked over with a calm smile, tithing.
Chapter completed!