The crisp sound of the sword echoed in this small courtyard.
In this small and inconspicuous courtyard, a duel between the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng and the Seven Seven and Forty-nine Hands of Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword is taking place.
Each generation of Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword has similar sword meaning and sword rhyme, but the sword moves are completely different.
The body is like a frightened oriole piercing the willow tree, and the sword is like chasing the soul and never leaving the person.
This is a portrayal of the contemporary returning style of Liu Jian Wu.
Seventy-seven and forty-nine hands is just a general reference. The Huifengwu Liujian is in Liu Yinsong's hand endlessly, endlessly. No matter how good Yang Qingyuan's movement is, Liu Yinsong's sword light is always in Yang Qingyuan's hand.
Between three feet.
The dancing willows in the returning wind are completely natural, the sword energy is chaotic but not out of the ordinary, the sword clearly has a killing move, but it seems that the move does not have murderous intent.
Liu Yinsong's martial arts is still superior to Sasaki Kojiro.
It was a pity that he was facing Yang Qingyuan, a hanging wall with Tao pupils who was personally trained by Zhenwu Taoist Master.
The Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng, the sword's intention is like the wind, the sword moves follow the heart, it seems to be there but not to be, it seems to be real and it is empty, it seems to have changed but not changed.
When Yang Qingyuan took action, he was like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind.
No matter how exquisite the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword was, Yang Qingyuan blocked them one by one.
Ye Jianhan on the side had fiery eyes, like a gourmet who had encountered delicacies, constantly absorbing the essence of Yang Qingyuan and Liu Yinsong's sword skills.
In order to allow Ye Jianhan to see more clearly, Yang Qingyuan only used his sword skills to fight the enemy, allowing Liu Yinsong's sword skills to be fully used.
No matter how exquisite Liu Yinsong's sword moves were, they could hardly beat Yang Qingyuan's moves.
At this moment, not only Ye Jianhan, but also Yang Qingyuan's Dao pupils were flashing with brilliance, and he was constantly analyzing and learning the essence of Huifeng Wuliu Sword and integrating it into his own swordsmanship.
In just one hundred breaths, the two exchanged more than 300 moves, and the battle was coming to an end. Liu Yinsong knew that he was about to lose, but he was unwilling to admit defeat.
At this moment, the sword moves of the long sword in his palm changed, and the swordsmanship that was originally like the breeze blowing on his face also changed drastically according to the style of painting.
This move is the killing move of Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian. Liu Yinsong added his own understanding of Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian into it. With one strike of the sword, it clears the clouds and fog, as if seeing the blue sky.
Yang Qingyuan's sword moves came out one after another, still facing the enemy with the Thirteen Qingfeng Swords!
The Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng - Qingfeng Floating Clouds.
"Keng!"
It's a decisive battle with one sword. Although the willow sword is sharp, it can't break through the floating clouds.
Liu Yinsong, defeated!
Yang Qingyuan's sword blade was across Liu Yinsong's throat.
"Zheng!" Yang Qingyuan sheathed his sword with his backhand. Liu Yinsong really had potential, and the sword he finally integrated into his own understanding was also very good.
It's a pity that he hasn't become a Taoist Gu yet, but if he becomes a Taoist Gu, Yang Qingyuan will not be his opponent.
Like Ye Jianhan, Liu Yinsong also has the talent for a famous sword.
But the heart of the sword has been broken by Yuan Suiyun's hand, what a pity!
At this moment, Liu Yinsong did not feel depressed about losing the sword, but felt a little more relieved. After sorting out the description, Liu Yinsong raised his swords flatly, and the true energy surged in his palms.
Liu Yinsong's sword was broken into two pieces by Liu Yinsong after a mournful cry, and Liu Yinsong's hands were dripping with blood.
Passing the hilt of the sword to Yang Qingyuan, Liu Yinsong smiled and said, "I know this is rude, but I still implore you shamelessly. Please, Master Yang, please hand over this broken sword to my master in your spare time!"
Yang Qingyuan saw Liu Yinsong's thoughts and nodded slightly.
"Can!"
After getting Yang Qingyuan's answer, Liu Yin gave up his last wish and knelt down facing the southwest with relief.
"Unworthy disciple, Liu Yinsong bids farewell to Master!"
After finishing speaking, Liu Yinsong pierced the half-point of the sword in his hand into his left chest.
A generation of Bashan's famous sword fell away.
Liu Yinsong was accepted by Taoist Gu as his true successor. He became famous at a young age and had the talent to become famous as a swordsman.
However, due to Yuan Suiyun's plan, he handed over Bashan's unique skill Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hands, Hui Feng Dancing Willow Sword, which caused the sword's heart to become dusty. He betrayed his master and lived in exile for ten years.
Finally before death, the sword's heart became clear again, what a pity! What a pity!
After shaking his head slightly, Yang Qingyuan turned his attention to An Shigeng and the others again.
"Apart from An, are you going to continue to resist?!"
An Shigeng did not speak, but ice and fire appeared faintly on his palms.
"The fight between trapped beasts!" Yang Qingyuan took a step back and said to Li Xunhuan beside him, "Brother Li, please hold the line!"
When Ye Jianhan looked at it, a smile appeared on his always cold face. Yang Qingyuan meant that this was given to him!
Taking out Canxue from the scabbard, Ye Jianhan walked to An Shigeng.
Cui Lueshang took a sip of the wine from the flask, wiped his mouth, and said, "Leave this hand to me! You've already come, how can you not make a contribution?!"
As he spoke, Cui Lueshang's figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Dahe.
When Anfu saw Cui Lueshang and Ye Jianhan picking their opponents, he felt extremely nervous. Was he going to face Yang Qingyuan?!
What is this?! A low-grade horse?!
Just when he was hesitating, Ji Yaohua realized something and jumped in front of Anfu.
The weakest one was naturally given to Ji Yaohua for training.
Although she has broken through to the realm of Yuanhua, Ji Yaohua still lacks experience with masters of the Yuanhua realm and has not yet fully adapted to her own martial arts skills.
Anfu is the whetstone that Yang Qingyuan left to Ji Yaohua.
Although his arms have been lost, Anfu's poisonous skills are still there, and his true energy is relatively strong.
Although Ji Yaohua is not as congenital as Yang Qingyuan, she has taken the Shennong Baicao Pill from the medicine king Sun Shichang, and her poison resistance is also very high.
It's just right for Anfu to give Ji Yaohua experience.
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While the battle was going on inside the city, there was no peace outside the divine capital either.
After An Shigeng discovered that something was wrong, he notified An Yunshan with Lingfengge.
As soon as An Yunshan learned about it, he immediately led people towards the city.
Judging from his many years of experience in dealing with the imperial court, the imperial court is about to take action.
When the court really wants to deal with you, whether the evidence is sufficient or not is never the key.
When the water transportation group behind the An family was investigated, and the King of Chu was ordered to live in the palace to reflect on his mistakes, the An family was already exposed to the sword of the imperial court, and there was no longer a barrier.
An Yunshan didn't care about Anfu's property in Shendu, so he would give up if he gave up, but An Shigeng was An Yunshan's only bloodline.
Just as Anyunshan was rushing on his way anxiously, someone blocked his way.
"Mr. An, it's late at night and you're in a hurry, where are you going!?" A figure walked out of the darkness. It was none other than Liu Dufeng, the chief arrester of the six doors, followed by two other arresters from the six doors.
Of course, it wasn't just Liu Dufeng, Zhuge Zhengwo was also present. In Anyunshan's eyes, Zhuge Zhengwo was a far greater threat than Liu Dufeng, and he didn't even notice when Zhuge Zhengwo appeared.
It stood quietly in the darkness.
If it weren't for Leng Lingqi and Tie Youxia behind him, An Yunshan wouldn't even notice him.
"It's no use talking anymore! Let's do it!"
An Yunshan took a deep breath and unleashed all his Dongxuan realm skills.