The swordsmanship learned by Zhou Xuanshui is of the highest rank in the Yellow Order, and is called "The Twelve Movements of the Ancient Pine". This set of swordsmanship has a good reputation among the middle and low-level swordsmanship in the Sword Mansion.
He has been immersed in it for a long time, and has long since practiced to the level of Dacheng. When he performs it, it is dense and dense, quite like the charm of ancient pine trees, vigorous and simple, and hidden with murderous intent.
Now that he has made a breakthrough in cultivation, reaching the seventh level of strength, his true energy is extremely abundant, and when he uses the sword, it becomes even more powerful.
Liang Qiufeng drew out his sword to defend himself and shouted: "Senior Brother Zhou, if you act as a helper to a tiger and harm your fellow sect members, aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the Sword Mansion and severely punished by the sect's rules?"
Zhou Xuanshui laughed and said: "If you die, you will die in the hands of the sword evil spirit. What does it have to do with me? Even if you escape, what can you do to me with just one word?"
Liang Qiufeng shouted "Okay" three times in a row: "Okay, okay, it seems you have convinced me."
"Of course. Even you want to compete with my young master for a woman. You are desperate. If you are afraid, just kneel down and beg for mercy. You might still be able to save your life."
The grudge between Liang Qiufeng and Zhou Wenbo originated from Yaoyao. Zhou Xuanshui knew this.
Liang Qiufeng laughed: "Zhou Xuanshui, I don't want to fight against each other, so I kindly advise you to rein in the situation and change your ways. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Zhou Xuanshui was furious: "Liang, don't think that you can compete with me if you break through to the fifth level of strength. I'll let you see, the gap is just a gap..."
Tsk tsk tsk!
Before he could finish his cruel words, Liang Qiufeng from the opposite side attacked with his sword as fast as the wind and the mercury pouring down from the ground.
"Ouch!"
Zhou Xuanshui was caught off guard by the attack. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his heart trembled: Good boy, it turned out that you deliberately used words to distract me, and then found an opportunity to use the fast sword. Despicable and shameless! Okay, I'll let you see.
How big a gap is there between the fifth level of strength and the seventh level of strength!
After taking Po Yuan Dan and successfully advancing, he was full of confidence in himself.
In the strength stage, five levels are the watershed. Five levels and below are considered low-medium levels; those above six levels are considered high-level. At the mid-to-high level, the gap between each level is like a chasm and is insurmountable.
With a loud shout, the "Twelve Movements of the Ancient Pine" unfolded. The sword technique was lush, like an ancient pine swaying in the wind, with a bold posture and swaying branches and leaves.
This set of swordsmanship is grand and well-organized. It can immediately reverse the disadvantage and take the initiative.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The two long swords were fighting fiercely.
They were fighting, and the sword demons around them were not idle either, taking action one after another and carrying out indiscriminate attacks.
Therefore, in addition to dealing with each other, the two of them also have to pay attention to distractions and beware of sword evil. If they are not careful, they will fall into a situation of no return.
Liang Qiufeng resisted tenaciously and refused to leave. Zhou Xuanshui was not surprised but was happy, and he had exactly what he wanted: it would be best not to leave, and kill him in one fell swoop to avoid future troubles.
When the sword style changes, countless sword shadows are differentiated, layer upon layer. There are also mysterious blending and penetration changes taking place between the sword shadows, which is dizzying and difficult to distinguish.
"Matsuha Chige!"
This is one of the three killer moves in "The Twelve Moves of Ancient Song".
"Dancing in the wind!"
Not to be outdone, Liang Qiufeng responded with his unique moves.
Sonorous, sonorous, sonorous...
The rain hit the banana, and the two swords collided countless times in an instant. A series of collision sounds rang in the ears, and the mind was shaken and panicked.
"What a powerful sword move!"
Liang Qiufeng felt bursts of force coming from the sword, which shook the hand holding the sword and made his fingers numb slightly.
"Let's see how many swords you can take, Gu Song will see you off!"
Zhou Xuanshui gained the upper hand and showed no mercy to others, so he used his killing move again.
This sword is completely different from the previous "Matsuha Senju". It is only one sword. It looks like a branch that looks like an arm, breaking out of the air as if to see off guests.
However, this way of "seeing off guests" is not polite at all and can almost kill people.
Bang!
Sparks shot out, Liang Qiufeng's heart was shaken, and he fell back uncontrollably. He was surrounded by a group of sword demons, who attacked him crazily.
Zhou Xuanshui looked happy: Now, let’s see if you are still alive... Hey, no, good boy! Facing the all-pervasive spiritual attack of Jiansha, I have been very scrupulous after I advanced. Why does he act like a normal person, not at all?
Affected?
Soon, Zhou Xuanshui discovered the clues.
Originally, under normal circumstances, Liang Qiufeng suffered repeated blows, and the door must have been wide open. At this time, the mental attacks of the sword demons took advantage of the opportunity, and they could give him a splitting headache and lose his fighting power. But now, looking at it,
Liang Qiufeng actually showed no abnormality, and his long sword danced with as much agility as before.
"I understand. He has mental talent. It seems that he may be more advanced than the young master. Therefore, his mind is strong and he can persist until now. No wonder, no wonder he can break the Xuanji sword with only the fourth level of strength.
question!"
Zhou Xuanshui suddenly woke up.
For ordinary warriors, the growth of spiritual power requires their own cultivation as the basis. The enhancement of cultivation and the improvement of spirit complement each other. However, some people with spiritual talents can transcend the limitations of cultivation, upgrade their thoughts, and play an extremely important role.
Effect.
People in this category are destined to become martial arts geniuses with unlimited prospects.
No wonder Elder Xiao favors him so much, Ganqing has discovered this a long time ago.
Zhou Xuanshui took a breath of air-conditioning, but his mind became even more determined: Liang Qiufeng must be eliminated, this man cannot be kept!
The true energy in the body was running at a high speed, and he split the sword in the way with one sword: "The pine root turned into a dragon!" The sword edge turned into a meteor and stabbed fiercely towards Liang Qiufeng.
With this sword, Zhou Xuanshui went all out, and his body blended into the shape of the sword. It looked like a soaring horned dragon, unstoppable. Even if Liang Qiufeng wanted to activate the teleportation talisman at this moment, if he was even a little slower, he would be killed by the sword.
Down.
Liang Qiufeng was being entangled by several sword demons and was unable to escape. At this moment, he felt a monstrous murderous intention locking him, and his heart was filled with chills and chills.
A matter of life and death!
However, he did not panic. In an instant, his mind became clear and he entered a mysterious state that was almost trance-like.
The next moment, Ling Feng's sword moved.
"Point sword style!"
When a sword is struck with a backhand, there is no ripple at all. There is no wind of the sword, no shadow of the sword, it is extremely dull and unremarkable, just like a child playing with a sword.
But in the eyes of the menacing Zhou Xuanshui, this sword seemed to have locked and solidified all the Qi within a radius of several feet, making everything stand still.
Then he discovered with horror that he couldn't move, and like a puppet, his body was sent straight towards the tip of Liang Qiufeng's sword.
Yiru is going to die!
What kind of swordsmanship is this?
How could Liang Qiufeng master such terrifying swordsmanship?
Could it be that time in Wujian Tower?
However, everyone obviously said that he gained nothing...
puff!
A bright blood flower splashed from the sword in the middle of the eyebrow; the disturbing thoughts instantly dissipated and fell into eternal darkness.
Death can sometimes be a kind of relief and rest.
Liang Qiufeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned a sickly red color. He mustered up the last bit of strength, jumped up, and pulled off the pocket bag hanging around Zhou Xuanshui's waist.
At the same time, the teleportation talisman was activated, and the person was teleported outside the sword cave by the formation.