The name of Gu Zhiyuan's sword is "Zhizhi", which means "It is refined hundreds of times and turns into softness around the finger". The sword body is fluttering like a belt, and the sword is sharp enough to break gold. Usually this "Zhizhi" is used as a belt.
On the waist, once it is time to fight, this soft sword will shoot out from the waist, killing people by surprise.
Qiao Zhenyue listened to Gu Zhiyuan's passionate words and was about to nod when a silver light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He didn't have time to think about how to use his inner strength and wanted to use his palm strength to force away the sword edge, but when the palms of the swords met,
He only felt that his flesh palm hit the sword blade like hitting cotton, without making any sound.
It is said that his palm has the strength of a thousand catties, and a normal sword will be broken when it touches it, but he never thought that this palm hit Gu Zhiyuan's sword. Not only did the sword not break, but it went around several times and became entangled in him.
On hand.
Qiao Zhenyue was startled and immediately twitched his fingers and retracted his hand. Even though he reacted quickly, there were three or four blood marks on the back of his hand, dripping with blood.
Gu Zhiyuan hit the target with one blow, and without stopping, he waved the "winding finger" in his hand like a whip, and rushed towards Qiao Zhenyue's neck. His sword technique included both sword moves and whip techniques, and the sword swing was like a waterfall hanging upside down.
, the flash of silver light is dazzling.
Qiao Zhenyue was injured on his hand, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment, so he could only dodge with wrong steps, not daring to fight Gu Zhiyuan head-on.
"How come Qiao Zhenyue, the leader of the Beggar Clan, is sometimes afraid? This really brings glory to the face of a junior like me, Baiyun." Gu Zhiyuan attacked with words while attacking.
When Mu Yunfeng saw that Gu Zhiyuan's swordsmanship was amazing and Qiao Zhenyue was forced to dodge, he immediately drew his sword and pounced on Gu Zhiyuan.
Gu Zhiyuan saw Mu Yunfeng coming towards him, but he didn't panic. He circled his fingers in the air, forced Qiao Zhenyue back, then turned around and stabbed Mu Yunfeng straight at him.
Seeing the light of the sword, Mu Yunfeng rushed toward him and used his long sword as a chest to protect the middle door. However, as soon as Gu Zhiyuan's "winding finger" sword edge touched his long sword, it bound his waist like a spiritual snake entwining its roots.
The sword body was pulled and pulled, and the long sword in his hand immediately broke into two pieces. His long sword broke, and his figure couldn't help but fall backwards, falling to the ground.
Gu Zhiyuan forced Mu Yunfeng away, twisted his finger again, and released a sliver of sword light like a ball of thread, and rushed toward Qiao Zhenyue's door.
Qiao Zhenyue saw that he and Mu Yunfeng suffered losses at the hands of Gu Zhiyuan one after another. He couldn't think of an idea how to deal with it and could only use the wind and thunder walking technique to dodge.
In fact, Gu Zhiyuan's swordsmanship and martial arts skills are not as good as those of Qiao Zhenyue and Mu Yunfeng. It is only because he has weird sharp weapons such as "winding fingers" in his hand that he can fight against Qiao and Mu.
"I've always heard that Gang Leader Qiao is a heroic, upright, and reputable man. How come he is so coy and shy when facing Gu?"
Gu Zhiyuan continued to press him with words, hoping that his taunts would get into Qiao Zhenyue's heart and mess up his mood.
But who would have thought that Qiao Zhenyue's wind and thunder walking skill was as powerful as the roaring wind and rolling thunder. Once it was launched, let alone Gu Zhiyuan's two words, even if there were real lightning and thunder, it would not reach his ears.
Gu Zhiyuan drove back Qiao Zhenyue and Mu Yunfeng. The Silver Sword Guards immediately saw their morale boosted and divided into two teams to challenge the Jinding Taoist priest. In an instant, the sound of swords clashing started again.
"Silver Sword Guard, fight hard!" Gu Zhiyuan shouted fiercely after looking for a break.
"Fight hard, fight hard!" The Silver Sword Guards shouted one after another, killing the Golden Summit Taoist priest like chicken blood.
After all, the Silver Sword Guards are a paramilitary Jianghu force. They are well-equipped and well-trained, which is unmatched by the Golden Summit Taoist priests. Once their morale is stable and they seize the opportunity, they can turn defeat into victory.
Yan Zhuo also saw the stakes in this. If he could not control Gu Zhiyuan, the Silver Sword Guard would probably not surrender easily. But Gu Zhiyuan's weapons were so evil that neither Brother Qiao nor Xiao Mu could get any advantage from him. They wanted to
It's not easy to control him, but I can't worry about that much.
Take action, Yan Zhuo takes action!
Yan Zhuo immediately threw out three flying swallow darts, using the flying swallow darts as the first wave of attack to attract Gu Zhiyuan's attention. Then he picked up a long sword at his feet and planned to fight Gu Zhiyuan sword to sword.
Look for opportunities to defeat the enemy.
Gu Zhiyuan heard a gust of wind in his ears and knew that it was Yan Zhuo who had taken action. He waved his hand around his fingers and used the "Seamless Clothes" in the Heavenly Clothes Whip Technique to protect his whole body. He saw that his whole body was instantly enveloped in a ball of silver light.
, covering his whole body like a silver bell. This "perfect" move consumes a lot of energy, but he knows the power of Yan Zhuo's flying swallow dart, so he doesn't dare to take it lightly, and can only deal with it with twelve points of energy.
Three flying swallow darts shot out and collided with the silver bell, making three crisp sounds.
When Gu Zhiyuan heard those three crisp sounds, his heart trembled, and his brain went blank. He had no confidence to resist Yan Zhuo's flying swallow darts. After all, even "Beacon Fire" died in Yan Zhuo's hands...
…
As the crisp sound disappeared, he took a deep breath. As his chest rose and fell, he felt that he still had a heartbeat. The blank brain gradually gained color, and the superb blue light was still like a ball of thread in front of his eyes.
Fei Wu, he is still alive, he resisted Yan Zhuo's flying swallow dart!
His eyes were determined, and his cunning eyes flashed with pride. He took another breath, waved his hand around his fingers, and pointed the sword straight at the seven stars: "Yan Zhuo, your flying swallow dart is nothing special.
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Yan Zhuo listened to his words, smiled, pointed to the "winding finger" in his hand, and said: "Your sword is indeed a good sword, and you should really be grateful for your sword."
Gu Zhiyuan looked in the direction of Yan Zhuo's finger, and the pride in his eyebrows was instantly replaced by a kind of horror. He saw three neat round holes punched out on the front end of the "winding finger". The round holes were neat and natural.
It is as if it is inherent in the sword body.
"I just want to test the material of your sword with these three flying swallow darts?" Yan Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "It seems that your sword is just average. I thought it was some kind of meteorite, but it seems to be just ordinary Hanshan.
Iron bar."
This meteorite iron is a rare treasure in the world. It is said that the ancient sword "covering the sun" was made of meteorite iron. When the sword is unsheathed, the light can cover the sun. Not to mention the common saying that the blade is sharp, it is just ordinary.
People are frightened at the sight of that sword, and the sword of the head of the Golden Summit Palace, the "Xuantian Sword", is also made of meteorite iron. Although Xuantian does not have the sharpness to cover up the sun, it can carry it at night without seeing any monsters.
As for Hanshan Iron, although it is also a high-quality material for making swords, it is still inferior to that of meteorite iron. Just like Gu Zhiyuan's "winding fingers", his sword is mainly better in the weird casting method rather than the casting method.
Sword material.
When Gu Zhiyuan heard that Yan Zhuo despised his sword so much, he said angrily: "So what if it's just Hanshan Iron? Your Feiyan Dart can penetrate my sword. Isn't it because the material of the Feiyan Dart is good? I'll give you a piece of waste."
Copper, can you penetrate my finger-twirling sword?"
"Then what do you think my Feiyan Dart is made of?" Yan Zhuo asked with a smile.
"Oh, even Donghai Black Iron is a better material than my Hanshan Iron!" Gu Zhiyuan said disdainfully, "Yan Zhuo, don't be proud, even if your Feiyan Dart can penetrate my sword, it may not be able to penetrate it."
kill me!"
After hearing his words, Yan Zhuo's pale face curled up into a smile, like flowers and trees piled with snow, like the stars and the moon shining brightly: "I'll give you the flying swallow dart, take it and see for yourself."
With that said, Yan Zhuo threw a flying swallow dart towards Gu Zhiyuan.
Gu Zhiyuan was shocked when he first saw Yan Zhuo raise his hand. He also saw him throwing the flying swallow dart high, but he seemed to have no strength, so he had the courage to catch the dart with his sleeves. He looked at the flying swallow dart carefully.
Swallow Dart, this dart has only one finger. It is bright white all over, the blade is polished meticulously, and its edge is sharp. He put it on his sleeve and weighed it, and said in surprise: "Your Swallow Dart is just made of ordinary fine steel."
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Yan Zhuo nodded and said: "Perhaps it's not even fine steel. I made these flying swallow darts casually in the blacksmith shop. They cost three taels of silver and twenty handles, which is quite a bargain."
Gu Zhiyuan's face was distorted. He looked at the sword in his hand. The blue veins in his hand suddenly popped up, and the purple blood vessels were like intertwined tree roots. His face was already ugly. He thought that he and
The gap between Yan Zhuo is not big. He is very confident in his resourcefulness and swordsmanship, especially after defeating Qiao and Mu in succession. He feels that he and Yan Zhuo can still fight, but now it seems that this is nothing.
It was just his imagination, but it did not mean that he would surrender. He had to return to Baiyun Villa alive. Only by returning to Baiyun Villa alive would he have the chance to get promoted and make a fortune. Although he did not get rid of Yan Zhuo, he had
The credit for destroying the Golden Summit Palace was enough for him to claim credit in front of Luo Ao.
As his thoughts surged, the light from the sword circled around his finger again, heading straight towards Yan Zhuo.
