It's hard to say whether he can take the Kuangsha Sword seriously. If Gu Tiexin had a dozen of internal strength, he might be able to survive Kuang Ying, but that's not necessarily the case right now. At least Kuang Ying's internal strength won't be any worse than Gu Tiexin.
In this battle, Mad Eagle actually had the upper hand, but in the end it took the initiative to seek cooperation. Li Luo then guessed that this must be Xiang Liuer's plan, and he was definitely here to disrupt the situation.
"Second battle!" There was a clear scolding, and a sword light suddenly appeared, and there was a majestic atmosphere in the cold forest, and it stabbed Po Suye directly and neatly.
Po Suye smiled faintly, he was such an impatient opponent. The sword light was condensed, and before the sword came, the murderous intention rushed towards him first. He was indeed a warlike person. Kuang Ying's eyes lit up, he was still the master of Tiannan who was using the sword at this moment. It was more to my liking, but it was a pity that I missed this battle.
Po Suye laughed loudly, jumped up to meet the sword light, and the saber jumped out from his waist. There was a clear mist, like mist but not mist, but it did not disperse. Most of it was attached to the blade, and he slashed at the oncoming sword. Light.
Po Suye's sword and Leng Bing's sword, as well as the person holding the sword, are all clearly visible. The heroes in the field can see it clearly. It is not as good as the strange phenomena during the battle between Kuang Ying and Gu Tiexin. Instead, the sword is the sword. , the sword is a sword, one vertical and one horizontal, one hook and one stroke, the veins are all visible, but it can't compare to the grandness of the battle just now, and it has a more mundane flavor.
The artistic conception of Po Suye's sword technique is somewhat similar to that of Mad Eagle. It is like the wind and clouds in the sea of grass. It is unpredictable and overwhelming. There is murderous intent everywhere in the vertical and horizontal opening and closing. Moreover, there is not even a trace of murderous intent in each move and between each move. Not hiding it, and making people look at it openly and openly. Only those who have great confidence in their own martial arts dare to make such a move. They deliberately tell others where the murderous intention is, but even if they know the next move, they still can't dodge it and block it. Can't live.
Leng Bing's face was expressionless, and the magic sword in his hand had a green glow. It seemed that with only one sword and one move, he could change it endlessly. He could move as he pleased, like clouds and flowing water. His murderous intention was still there, and the coldness was still there, but there was a little more of the original intention to die. It is agile and has the charm of transforming into a god. In the past, the cold swordsmanship was like the ice on the top of the mountain, stepping on the clouds, carrying the wind and rain, creating an atmosphere of proud cold and desperate situation. Often, with one sword strike, the opponent would fall into the eternal cold. In the ice cellar made of ice, he was helpless despite the cold air pressing against his body. Now in this battle, the sword is still the same sword, but it is like a man who danced the sword on the peak and suddenly stepped into the secular world. There is less cold air around the sword body. The sword has become much more powerful, but the cold murderous intent carried on the sword is several times greater than before. Sword moves are no longer just about moves, drawing, bringing, lifting, blocking, striking, stabbing, hitting, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting, Cutting, washing, clouding, hanging, teasing, chopping, picking, wiping, cutting, piercing, circling, etc. are just ordinary and extremely ordinary fencing moves. In Leng Bing's hands, they turned rotten into magic. There are many in the field. The expert swordsman was so surprised that he forgot to breathe at a glance. Only then did he realize that the most common swords are stabbing, chopping, hanging, lifting, cloud sword, collapsing sword, cutting sword, holding sword, and piercing. Swords, sword-cutting techniques, and other techniques can actually be used in this way.
Li Luo was secretly stunned when he saw this. He didn't expect that Leng Bing's swordsmanship had improved so much after not seeing each other for many years. There is no permanent method, and there is no permanent power in moves. If it is a fight, the moves naturally don't need to be too flashy, as long as they can kill people, and there is no need to use all the inner strength. , it’s good to be able to break through the opponent’s body-protecting Qi, whether it’s fast or slow, it’s all about defeating the opponent, but if you’re doing a sword dance for the sake of beauty, that’s a different matter.
The mad eagle transforms into its true form and breaks the sand with one move, and the cold ice condenses into a simple way and enters the sword. They have reached the artistic conception of the peak of martial arts and are not inferior in the slightest.
Shi Xianqiao and Lin Zhizhong were astonished that at such an age they could comprehend such artistic conceptions, and not just one or two. Looking back thirty years ago, there was no such group of amazing and talented people in the world.
The elderly Jianghu seniors looked at each other and smiled bitterly. It seemed that it was impossible to resist the old man.
With the great rise of martial arts, some people are happy, some are sad, and some are worried. Li Luo is the one who is worried. Could it be that it is because of the great chaos in the heaven that the heaven will send down the secret, which will lead to the emergence of talents in large numbers, but I don’t know how many people will be left after this chaos.
Liveable.
Leng Bing's sword skills are hidden, and Po Suye is not an easy person. Unless both of them give it a try and fight to the death, it will be difficult to tell the difference in just a few moves. Leng Bing and Po Suye both attack more and defend less.
Attack is defense, and it is rare to be able to retreat even one of the ten moves. Naturally, it is much more exciting than the attack and defense just now. Furthermore, not all people on the stone platform have great vision. Gu Tiexin and Kuang Ying just now
In the first battle, there were many people who felt the coldness of the sword was biting, but there were fewer people who truly understood the conflict of artistic conceptions. They probably just felt that the visions were colorful and eye-opening, but it was not as attractive as the battle in front of them. Moreover, there was another
This is an illusion. If it were him, he would be able to perform swordsmanship similar to that of Leng Bing and Po Suye. Anyway, these moves don't seem that complicated and unpredictable.
It's just that there are fewer people than before who can truly perceive the meaning of Tao.
There was a crisp sound in the field, and the long sword in Posuye's hand opened the long sword in Leng Bing's palm. The figure was divided into two parts. Leng Bing seemed to be forced by the sword's energy and flew out backwards, landing lightly on a large stone two people high behind him.
Up. Po Suye frowned. Although the sword strike just now hinted at Wu Zun's secret inner strength, since the fight, the two sides probably had some measure of balance, and Leng Bing would not be unable to take the sword blow just now. Just when Po Suye was thinking about it,
Seeing Leng Bing borrowing strength from one foot, Qing Feng pointed directly at Bo Suye and said coldly: "Abandon the knife!"
This cold shout left all the martial arts masters scratching their heads. They didn't understand what Leng Bing meant. They saw a sudden flash of light. The sword light did not fly in front of Bo Suye, but seemed to have a line.
Pou Suye and Leng Bing connected.
Fast, unusually fast! It’s so fast that people can’t even blink, and it’s even more dazzling.
Posuye's face changed slightly, his pupils tightened, he stretched out his right palm, threw the saber on the ground, and then shouted loudly, stretched out his arms, struck the empty space with his left fist and right palm.
Empty place?! The heroes present suddenly woke up. Leng Bing is still there, and the green light has not dissipated, but the sword in Leng Bing's hand has disappeared without knowing when, and even the hand holding the sword has disappeared.
Half of it has turned into a ghost.
The group of heroes took a breath of cold air, and many people exclaimed. Li Luo's eyelids jumped. He had fought against Leng Bing several times in the past, and had seen his unpredictable air sword transformation technique.
The blade of the sword under Leng Bing's palm can break through the air and become invisible, and the hilt is still there. At that time, Li Luo once said that if Leng Bing could collect the three-foot long sword, even the Daluo Sword might not be able to catch the sword. Now again
Look, Leng Bing has mastered this move so quickly. When he has to say goodbye, Leng Bing will definitely try his sword with his Daluo sword.