He is not a person in the field and does not know what is going on in the field. Shi Wuxiang felt very uncomfortable, and there was a slight burning sensation in his veins. This feeling became worse every time he was hit by the opponent. Shi Wuxiang wanted to win because he had already hit the opponent.
With more than forty cuts and seeing victory in sight, he didn't want to give up. He wanted to persevere one more time.
Shi Wuxiang gritted his teeth and persisted, because his master said that when you do something, you must persist to the end. Although persistence may not necessarily lead to success, if you don't persist, you will never succeed. Shi Wuxiang didn't know that his persistence might make him exhausted in martial arts.
Destroyed, but with Shi Wuxiang's temperament, even if he knew about it, he would not choose to give up.
Some people will choose to give up when facing a strong person, just like the great elder of the Juque Sect. He may live longer, but the path to martial arts ends the moment he gives up, and it will be difficult to make any further progress! Because he let
I have one more choice and a better path to take.
Some people never give up, just like Jian Xi Lai. There is no sect or master behind him, but he insists on one person and one sword all the way to the end. Winning or losing is not important, what is important is the feeling in his heart that he can defeat all the strong men in the world with one sword.
Faith, if you don’t give up and don’t back down, your faith will never waver, and only then will it be possible to open the sky with your sword and break through to the ultimate level of martial arts.
Shi Wuxiang's hand holding the sword was shaking, and his body was like a tattered sieve, leaking air everywhere. The meridians were on the verge of collapse under the erosion of the sword energy. Maybe with just one knife, the meridians in Shi Wuxiang's body would be broken inch by inch.
…
The body was full of cracks and was about to collapse, but Shi Wuxiang's state of mind became calmer and calmer. It seemed that the ruin of the body contributed to the perfection of the state of mind.
The forty-eighth sword was coming towards me, and Shi Wuxiang was destined to be unable to catch it.
The knife is like a cicada wing, reflecting the autumn water of a lake, flooding down, destroying Shi Wuxiang's meridians that were already overwhelmed...
Shi Wuxiang lost under the forty-eighth sword. He lost completely. This sword cut off Shi Wuxiang's martial arts path, but made Shi Wuxiang's state of mind dustless and unstained, tending to perfection. Originally, it was Wuxiang.
person, but there was a faint smile...
The guest of the Baiyun Sword Sect would never have thought that what he slashed with his sword was not to cut off the young man's martial arts path, but to cut off the young man's obsessions and create a heart of heaven with a mind that was flawless and unstained by dust. More
What Baiyun Sword Sect Keqing didn't expect was that his forty-eight swords would allow the Sukong Sect to stand proudly on the top of the world for hundreds of years. Of course, this is a story for another day.
Shi Wuxiang fell down with a smile after losing. Baiyun Sword Sect Keqing abandoned his swords and hugged Shi Wuxiang, and asked with concern: "Come and see how this child is doing?"
Yin Sanshui leaned over to feel his pulse, frowned, shook his head and sighed: "The meridians are all destroyed, and the road to martial arts is broken!"
"It's all my fault! If I hadn't said that, this kid wouldn't have stabbed me for more than forty times. It's all my fault. I'll let the Master of the Sukong Sect do whatever he wants, even if my cultivation is ruined.
No complaints at all.”
The guest of the Baiyun Sword Sect burst into tears, full of guilt, and his expression was very precise, worthy of the old Jianghu. People have said so, if you Shi Ruzhong is holding on to you, it will be unreasonable. After all, this is between warriors.
In a competition, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents?
Shi Ruzhong picked up his disciple and walked back to the pavilion, and at the same time said: "If it is not broken, it will not be established! If he can get through, he will land on the shore. If he can't get over, it means that his heart is not pure. This is his cause and effect, and you don't need to blame yourself."
Lin Wanshan got angry after hearing this, threw his wine glass and cursed: "What cause and effect, bullshit! A bunch of fake monks, if my disciples were tricked into doing this, they would have been beaten long ago!"
Li Taiping fiddled with the wine glass, squinting at the guest of the Baiyun Sword Sect, and said loudly: "Sect Leader Lin's words are not rude, Taiping agrees with them to the extreme. If this matter were to happen to me, Li Taiping, I would have to turn over the table and beat him."
No."
Baiyun Sword Sect Keqing and Li Taiping looked at each other without giving in. The meaning was obvious, don't worry, kid, it will be your turn sooner or later...
Although the battle between the Sikong Sect and the Baiyun Sword Sect is not over yet, the result is foreseeable in advance. The guest of the Baiyun Sword Sect is the weakest among the three, but the young man from the Sikong Sect is not the weakest of the Sikong Sect.
Si Kongmen was defeated, as completely as Shi Wuxiang, losing both games. The elder of Si Kongmen was severely injured and vomited blood. Fortunately, Yin Sanshui stopped the game in time, otherwise the end of the elder of Si Kongmen would not be much better.
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Yin Sanshui really wanted to scold Shi Ruzhong, whether you are young or old, are you all stupid? You obviously can't beat him, so why bother to hold on? Can you change the result if you hold on to the end?
Turn defeat into victory.
The inheritance of each sect is different, and the state of mind they pursue is also different. Taiping Tao emphasizes that the natural sword comes from the heart, Qiushui Sword Sect emphasizes the intangible and formless changes, and Sikong Sect emphasizes the purity of heart, so the disciples of Sikong Sect
It will not retreat. Once it retreats, it will be difficult to be pure again.
Tong Sihai was one step closer to the position of alliance leader. After several battles, Tong Sihai saw hope of sitting in that position. Tantai Ziyi of Qiu Shui Sword Sect and Li Taiping, guest minister of Xuanhu Sword Sect, were the only two
If they are strong enough to fight, there is no need to worry about others. Even if those two people can win, they will not pose a threat to Baiyun Sword Sect. After all, the competition is about winning two out of three games.
Next, lots will be drawn to determine the two sects that will compete, and the sect that has a bye will directly advance to the finals. Tong Sihai personally went to draw lots because he hoped that the Baiyun Sword Sect could be free this round, so that the position of leader would be secure.
Things went against expectations, the weather was not as expected, and this time the goddess of luck did not side with Tong Sihai, but with the Xuanhu Sword Sect.
Qiu Shui, Bai Yun, and even Yin Sanshui were not very optimistic about his side. He couldn't help but call Tantai Ziyi and the other two contestants to whisper for a long time. Tantai Ziyi nodded with a slight frown.
Tong Sihai thought that Yin Sanshui was arranging his troops, but that was not necessarily the case. Yin Sanshui was arranging his troops, but more importantly, he gave Tantai Ziyi a task, a task that confused Tantai Ziyi.
From Tong Sihai's point of view, no matter how many tricks Yin Sanshui plays, it will be useless. They only need to use force to defeat them and they can win steadily.
This time the Baiyun Sword Sect went to battle with the strongest old man among the three guest ministers. He had white eyebrows on his temples, a black crown on his head, a green and brown Taoist robe, and a four-foot long sword in his hand. He walked elegantly and looked like an immortal.
The appearance of...
"Yang Xuantian, an eighth-grade warrior, studied under Wuchen..." Li Xia turned to look at the portrait in his hand, and saw that in the portrait was the old Taoist priest of the Baiyun Sword Sect with an immortal spirit, and there was a line of annotations in small characters next to it.
The four-foot-long sword is called "Slaying", and it is Wuchen's sword. There are many famous people in the world who have hated this sword. There has been no news about Wuchen and this sword in the world for more than ten years. It turns out that this sword has spread to other people.
The hand of disciple Yang Xuantian...
Li Xia looked at the old Taoist priest for a while and whispered: "You look good, but I don't know how good your skills are. Don't let your reputation for killing be diminished!"
Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, strong versus strong. Tantai Ziyi stood up and came to the field to greet Yang Xuantian. Yang Xuantian stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The little girl has good swordsmanship and is quite handsome. I will be determined in the future."
I can make a name for myself in the world! Today, I will use my hands to kill animals and engage in a few moves with the little girl. Little girl, please don’t be careless. The sword in my hand is as sharp as iron."
Yang Xuantian kindly reminded me that he wanted to leave a good impression, win over others without offending others, and see each other again in the future. After all, the great god Tantai Mieming is still doing well.
Tantai Ziyi smiled and nodded, and was about to take action when his master shouted: "Wait a minute! Ziyi then use your master's autumn water to compare with him."
With a sword chant, the autumn water was unsheathed, and the sword body was glowing with a light green luster, like the rippling autumn water, which was very beautiful. With the autumn water in Tantai Purple Clothes in his hand, his confidence doubled, he played with the sword and said with a smile: "Tantai Purple Clothes Leader"
Great move from seniors.”
The weather, the right location, and the people are all on Tantai Ziyi's side. Although he is only in the seventh rank, his momentum is better than that of the eighth rank Yang Xuantian.
In the battle between warriors, the state of mind is very important. The moment Tantai Ziyi held the autumn water, he seemed to go back to the West Lake hundreds of years ago, as if he was Mo Chenzi who danced with the sword and realized Taoism by the West Lake. This feeling is extremely mysterious, and the autumn water is long.
The unknown aspects of the heavenly moves can be understood in an instant...
If anyone knew Tantai Ziyi's condition best at this time, it was none other than Yang Xuantian. The moment the autumn water came out of its sheath, Yang Xuantian felt that the little lady in front of him seemed to have changed, as if a shadow was riding on the waves of the West Lake.
Come and become one with the little lady.
Killing Life came out of its sheath, with a strong murderous aura, and swept towards Tantai Ziyi. Yang Xuantian no longer cared about his identity, and rushed to take action before Tantai Ziyi became powerful. Because Tantai Ziyi's water power continued to rise, as if he could compete with this
Fang Xihu resonated, if he gave that little girl time, I'm afraid the one who would draw the sword would not be Tantai Ziyi, but Mo Chenzi before his enlightenment, so he couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, he would have no chance...
The sword technique used by Yang Xuantian is authentic from the Kunlun Taoist sect. The force of the sword is a combination of hardness and softness. The sword moves with you. The form and the mind are in harmony, the mind and the energy are in harmony, and the energy and the spirit are in harmony. Yang Xuantian has been immersed in swordsmanship for a while, although he has not been able to master the way of swordsmanship.
The truth, but also quite a bit of fire...
Before killing a living being, the murderous aura has already arrived. It is dense and cold, making people feel chilled all over their body.
The autumn water passed by, drowning the murderous intent, and its momentum continued to surge towards Yang Xuantian's sword...
Tantai Ziyi seemed to be in a dream. Everything around him, including Yang Xuantian's sword, was in a trance. He seemed to be unable to see clearly, but also seemed to be vaguely visible. Every move of Qiu Shui Changtian was an instinctive response.
Rather than being driven consciously.
It is strange to say that in this state, Tantai Ziyi used the Qiu Shui Chang Tian more in line with the intention of the sword. One moment, the sword force was like a surging river, and the other moment, it was like a quiet lake with calm waves. It is difficult to figure out.
, people can’t tell where they are and what kind of fate they will face...
Tong Sihai, who thought he would definitely win this match, looked at the two fighting in the field in disbelief, and his heart felt as painful as possible.
Yin Sanshui saw that his disciple's Qiushui Changtian was more natural and carefree than his own. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be relaxing just like his current mood...