Inside the cabin, a subtle vibration and resonance sound suddenly sounded.
The four sword lights attacking the four people seemed to be controlled by invisible flat threads. They continued to rotate and accelerate, as if forming a vortex with a radius of four to five feet.
In the middle of the vortex is a hollow wind eye with huge suction. Zhao Qing stood in it, stretched out his hand and pressed it, effortlessly maintaining the rotation of the sword light, and it was spinning faster and denser.<
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If the original sword light was like a veil, the current one is like an extremely fine rain curtain, splashing towards Jin Jiuling and others like mercury pouring down the ground, without any gaps.
What's even more amazing is that Shaman stayed within the scope of the sword curtain and was not affected at all. Although her position was already on the edge of the area, she was able to accurately control the high-speed sword energy to bypass her.
It’s beyond ordinary people’s imagination.
He Zhizhang's "Seven Killers in Drunkness" keeps repeating, each one more embarrassing than the last, completely losing the poetic meaning of "Eight Immortals in Drinking".
Even halfway through the change of moves, he had to switch to the stronger big hand seal, bend his elbow and slap it behind his back to resist the cold sword energy coming from behind.
Mustache's bone-converting palms frequently collided with the sharp sword energy in the air, and his pair of big, sharp-bone hands were covered with tiny traces of blood.
The white-haired old man's finger knife was originally crystal clear and shimmering with white light, like ten sharp swords. At this moment, under the continuous blows of the sword energy, it has lost its luster, leaving dents and gaps. p>
The two thinnest and thinnest little finger nails were almost broken into two pieces, forcing him to retract his little finger into his palm, and therefore gave up the corresponding movement coordination between his fingers.
The only one who still has the strength to support is Jin Jiuling, who has mastered the big iron cone technique to the fullest.
After using it lightly and flexibly for a period of time, his moves suddenly changed drastically and became fierce and powerful.
The violent sound of wind caused by the big iron cone echoed throughout the ship. Wherever the strong wind passed, the wood turned into debris and the floor gradually collapsed.
Under the strong wind, the ten flag guards were unable to get close. After enduring several sword energy on the edge, they were stabbed in the wrists and ankles and lay down against the bulkhead.
Although there were fourteen people in Zhao Qing who attacked at the same time, enough to form two large circles, in fact, it was not her who was surrounded at all, but the other fourteen people.
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Except for the ten flag guards who had lost their ability to fight, the four masters were oppressed by the sword energy from all directions and the suction force formed by the hole in the center of the sword curtain. They gradually moved closer to Zhao Qing involuntarily.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in the sword curtain.
Zhao Qing jumped into the air, his robes moved in a hunting motion, and he made a heavy stroke with the sword finger in his hand, causing a huge tearing sound of air, like a dragon's roar.
But I saw a beam of white light soaring into the sky, straight for several feet, and suddenly split into four, turning into four dazzling rainbows, carrying a misty and quiet aura, each attacking the target diagonally below.
This is actually a variation of "Flying Fairy from Heaven" that only takes the artistic conception into one move. It penetrates four rainbows with one sword, but it makes up for its original limitation that it can only target one direction.
Seeing four rare masters gathered together, Zhao Qing couldn't help but try out his moves, and performed a variety of newly incorporated sword techniques one after another, looking for inspiration.
Facing the flying immortal strike that enveloped the four of them, Jin Jiuling, He Zhizhang and others used their toughest moves in unison, trying to resist this sharp swordsmanship.
The sword light flashed, figures were flying, and the starlight and moonlight falling from the hole in the cabin roof seemed to be blown by the surging sword light and the wind of the palm, almost turning into flickering will-o'-the-wisps.
He Zhizhang and Jin Jiuling rushed together, back to back, and each launched their own attacks to resist. They saw two sword lights scissoring like blue dragons, piercing their chests and abdomen.
Suddenly, He Zhizhang's body shrank into a ball, his hands actually put on Jin Jiuling's shoulders, and he tried his best to input his strong inner strength.
Jin Jiuling fell backwards, made an iron bridge, and placed the five-foot-long iron awl across his chest. Finally, at the last moment, he brought the two sword energy together and managed to block it.
It is hard to imagine that two people who were ready to fight not long ago would cooperate so well.
Mustache, the situation faced by the white-haired old man was much more difficult. Two sword lights fell like lightning and exploded in their chests without any hindrance, severely injuring them instantly.
At present, it seems that He Shangshu, who has mastered two lost skills, is somewhat superior to them in terms of martial arts.
"Why are you so aggressive? We invisible people ask ourselves that we have never done anything to offend you before. If you are here for Jin Jiuling, no matter what you do to him, we will never interfere again." p>
The white-haired old man tried to block his chest with his right hand, but now his right arm was twisted in the shock. He looked at Zhao Qing with a look of fear and shouted loudly.
The remaining four nails on his right hand were all broken off, and he staggered all the way. He took five or six steps back before he could barely stand, and almost fell down!
Could it be that the new and old members of the invisible man organization actually split up and started internal strife when they faced a powerful enemy?
Jin Jiuling glanced at the deformed big iron awl in his hand, glared at the white-haired old man and cursed: "You old thief..."
Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden "crack" sound, and a large crack opened in the floor.
Then there was another "click" sound, and another crack opened. The five-foot-square cabin floor was torn apart in the blink of an eye, and pieces larger than the tabletop fell piece by piece, before they fell to the next level.
The floor of the first floor turned into sawdust and wood wadding in mid-air, flying in all directions!
The cabin below is elegantly and gorgeously decorated. There is a whip hanging on the wooden frame beside the bed, which seems to be Gong Jiu's living room.
At the same time, Jin Jiuling, He Zhizhang and others quickly retreated, easily smashed through the bulkhead behind them, and went outward.
It turned out that the four masters had vaguely reached a tacit understanding. During the fight, they secretly shook the entire floor with force, and decided to use the floor to fall. When Zhao Qing was in the middle and had no way to rely on strength, he ran away.
However, their strategy was based on the wrong target.
The moment Zhao Qing's figure fell, she stabbed out another sword as fast as lightning, and the sword light was as bright as the starry rain in the Milky Way.
The energy soaked in cold light circled around her, and the sword light that was trembling like a spiritual snake suddenly stopped. A strange wave spread and invaded the four people in an instant.
The area around the cabin, and even the entire ship, suddenly became as silent as a tomb.
Whether it is the white-haired old man who is the oldest and has the most profound skills, or Jin Jiuling, who has practiced Shaolin internal skills and has the purest internal energy, their own internal energy seems to have lost control of their minds and fell silent in an instant.
The internal force that stimulated the circulation of Qi and blood suddenly "disappeared", and for a moment, the beating of their hearts seemed to have stopped. Under the condensation of Qi and blood, their hands and feet naturally became stiff, and they stood still, helpless.
Move.
If the four people hadn't enlarged and spread their holes, some people would have doubted them and thought they had become four dead zombies.
It was an indescribable solidification and stillness.