I use a sword, do you have to weigh its length and weight?

Being Ximen Chuxue's problem made his mind fall into a temporary state of confusion. Then Li Maozhen quickly reacted, shook her head, and felt speechless at such a sword fool.

He didn't even care about his height or weight, so how could he care about a sword? All he cared about was his sister and Qi Guo.

But then again, what is Yun Ji's height and weight?

Suddenly, Li Maozhen thought of something, and quietly glanced at the empress standing under the eaves to watch the battle, and a question arose in her mind.

"Brother Li, why don't you answer?" Seeing that Li Maozhen did not answer his question, Ximen Chuxue continued to touch the black-scabbed sword in her hand and asked him.

Li Maozhen: “…”

I don't know, how to answer?

Li Maozhen raised his eyebrows and wanted to answer him directly. He didn't know how long and heavy the sword in his hand was. However, according to his observations over the past two days after joining the group, if he answered like this, he would probably be ridiculed by the people in front of him, saying that he was not worthy of using the sword, and even more worthy of being his opponent.

Well, if this guy dares to say such things to him, he will guarantee that he will understand why the flowers are so red.

but……

Even though I know that this answer may be scolded, why do I still want to ask for scolding me stupidly?

"Well, just deal with him." Thinking of this, Li Maozhen lowered his eyes, looked at the sword in his hand, and began to quickly estimate its length, while roughly feeling its weight with his hands.

After a few breaths, Li Maozhen knew it. He raised his arm and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Ximen Chuxue, and said lightly: "This sword is a sword matched by this king. The sword is four feet and one inch long and the net weight is seven kilograms and nine taels. It is a divine stone outside the sky, and it is made of thousands of refining."

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

All the disciples of Huanyinfang who were standing under the eaves to watch the battle, including the empress, couldn't help but feel shocked. These two people... are so tall?!

Not only them, but also Xiongba and others who entered the live broadcast room to watch the live broadcast were also shocked by the pussy emitted by these two people through the screen.

Unexpectedly, the two of them came before the competition, which gave people a feeling of being so profound and powerful.

No, I have to learn from it.

So, Xiongba and Wei Wuxian, who lived in different worlds, reached out and drew their swords at the same time. Then, Wei Wuxian pulled out his casual sword, and Xiongba, who was putting his hand on his waist, suddenly realized that he did not have a sword. This was very embarrassing.

In the world of Demon Patriarch, Wei Wuxian waved the casual sword in his hand and murmured: "This sword is a magic weapon in the world, with spirituality inside. The sword edge is four feet and one inch, and the net weight is eight kilograms and six liang. It is forged by ten thousand years of cold iron. It cuts iron like mud, kills demons and eliminates demons, and can do everything!"

After saying that, a hint of satisfaction flashed across Wei Wuxian's face. He had decided that the next time the conversation feast of the Hundred Schools of the Immortal Sect, if he wanted to compete in the sword, he would choose Jin Zixuan to start, and then this was the dialogue between him and Jin Zixuan.

However, the most important thing is to wait and buy a ruler, a scale, and weigh the fairy sword.

……………………

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Ximen Chuxue, who received Li Maozhen's answer, nodded, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

Knowing the length and weight of his sword, it seems that Brother Li is also a sword lover, very good, very good.

Then, Ximen Chuxue was about to take action.

"Brother Li, please give me advice!"

"Come on!" He shouted loudly, and then Li Maozhen raised his sword and waved it. Suddenly, a purple sword light overflowed and slashed towards Ximen Chuxue fiercely.

"Well, purple sword light?" This was the first time I saw this color of sword energy coming out. Ximen Chuxue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly stepped on the ground with his right foot, jumping from the ground, avoiding Li Maozhen's sword.

Then, he jumped into the air while he had not yet landed, turned around in the air, advanced rapidly, and arrived at a position less than three steps away from Li Maozhen.

"sulfuric acid!"

The black-scabbed sword in his hand pierced forward and collided with Li Maozhen's long sword with a crossbar. Suddenly, a harsh metal collision sounded, and an invisible wind pressed towards the surroundings, blowing the flowers and plants planted by the empress in the courtyard swaying.

"The speed is good." He took Ximen Chuxue's sword very simply. Through the collision of the two swords, he sensed the strength of the opponent's internal strength. A smile of a chance of winning flashed deep in Li Maozhen's eyes, and said lightly to Ximen Chuxue, who was still frosty in front of him.

"Brother Li's reaction is also very sharp." Ximen Chuxue, who also sensed Li Maozhen's internal skills and knew that he was not as good as the other party, said, with no other component in his tone.

If you are not as good as the other party, then you have the meaning of fighting. Besides, what you care about is the swordsmanship and not internal strength. If you are not as good as it is!

"Bang!" At this time, Li Maozhen suddenly raised his thighs and kicked Ximen Chuxue's abdomen 180 degrees upwards. Ximen Chuxue, who noticed this, immediately waved his palms down, so the toes and palms of the two people met, and the two groups of true qi collided with each other, and no one could do anything to each other for the time being.

However, since it is temporarily, there will always be an end, and the situation of mutual stalemate will always be broken.

Look, Li Maozhen's eyes widened a little, increasing his internal strength output. In an instant, the true energy attached to his toes defeated Ximen Chuxue's true energy contained in his palms and kicked him away directly.

Then, Li Maozhen's body teleported, and his whole body disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind Ximen Chuxue who was flying backwards.

The long sword in his hand was swung without hesitation and was about to make a hole in Ximen Chuxue's body.

But Ximen Chuxue is also a top expert in the world. Although his internal strength is not as good as Li Maozhen, his keenness in the battle will not be inferior to that of the other party. When he heard the sound of the long sword rubbing with the air coming from behind, he immediately guessed the situation behind him, and then he decisively turned around to fight back with his sword.

"Boy!Boy!Boy!..."

In this way, the two people and the two swords collided back and forth in the air, fighting repeatedly like lightning, and then landing on the ground at the same time, many people did not see the movements of the two people clearly because the speed of their swords was too fast.

"Good sword techniques, but their power doesn't seem very strong!" In the chat group, in the live broadcast room, Wei Wuxian touched his chin and murmured in confusion.

Xiongba: "If the power of the sword is too great when fighting at close range, it will hurt himself."

Wei Wuxian: "Oh, can't you send and receive freely?"

Xiongba: "It is precisely because you can send and receive freely that you deliberately reduce your power to avoid hurting yourself. You can't expect your sword to be spiritual, and you will only attack the enemy and not hurt yourself, right?"

Wei Wuxian: "Are your swords not spiritual?"

Xiongba: "You have?"

Wei Wuxian: "I have it."

Xiongba: "..."

Damn, I don’t want to pay attention to this person.

Just as Wei Wuxian and Xiongba were talking, Li Maozhen and Ximen Chuxue had fought each other for more than twenty moves. Then, Li Maozhen figured out Ximen Chuxue's path, and to put it bluntly, it was fast.

Knowing this, he suddenly felt bored. Then, his body flashed left and right like a ghost, avoiding several quick swords from Ximen Chuxue. Finally, he broke through a little weakness in his sword move and placed the long sword in his hand on his shoulder.

The battle ends.

Seeing that his face was still cold, but he could clearly see Ximen Chuxue with an unwilling look in his eyes, Li Maozhen said lightly: "Your swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately, you are not fast enough!"
Chapter completed!