The Jade Girl Sword Technique is one of the highest martial arts of the Emei Sect. Only women can practice it. The secret of the sword technique is divided into upper and lower parts. The upper sword asks the heart and uses Qi to control it. It can be defended without attacking. The lower sword asks for love and uses strength to defend it. It can move.
See blood.
This woman was dressed in a plain dress, with three thousand hair tied behind her head and held in place by a jade hairpin. She appeared to have a smooth and flawless face, and her gestures were solemn and solemn, giving her the majesty of a master.
This person's surname is Su and his given name is Xiuxiu. He is the current leader of the Emei Sect. He wields the Jade Girl Questioning Heart Sword. He killed the demons in the Northland and cried for their father and mother. To this day, the reputation of the Jade Girl Sword still resounds throughout the Northland.
Dharma King Youyun was chopped to the ground again. He covered his chest and stared at Su Xiuxiu in front of him. Disdainful sarcasm gradually appeared on his face: "Fake goods are fakes after all. Even if you stole her name, so what?
In terms of martial arts, you are way behind that person."
"..." Su Xiuxiu's eyes were slightly cold, and she pointed the long sword in her hand at Dharma King Youyun, and said indifferently: "Devil, your strength is exhausted, you should die."
"Shameless talk!"
Dharma King Youyun laughed loudly: "You have also been slapped by me, so you are not feeling well at this moment. How much upper hand can you gain if the beating continues?"
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Just as Dharma King Youyun said, just when Su Xiuxiu broke through the black fog, she was injured by Dharma King Youyun's palm. At this moment, her insides felt as if they were on fire. If she tried to use her true energy to control the sword again, she would lose its power.
a bit.
This Dharma King Youyun is worthy of being a pillar of the Xuantian Sect. The masters of the three Wudang sects of Emei and Hengshan tried to stop him and even though he was seriously injured, he was still beaten to an even match.
At this moment, most of the masters present were injured. Only Hu Qianzhong and a group of Hengshan disciples were left with their combat strength intact. Although Dharma King Youyun seemed to have lost all his troops, at this time, who knew whether the other party had any successors.
hand.
Hu Qianzhong held the Mu Yu Sword in his hand and cautiously moved forward a few steps, but stopped again. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the kneeling Dharma King Youyun, who was panting non-stop, feeling hesitant in his heart.
At the moment when Hu Qianzhong hesitated, a cold light flashed in His Holiness Youyun's eyes, and the black energy surged under his sleeves and robes again, protecting his figure and rushing towards the opponent like a cannonball.
Hu Qianzhong was taken aback. He gritted his teeth and used a magic blade hanging edge. The bizarre sword array fell, but it was not able to stop the attack of Dharma King Youyun at all.
But what he didn't expect was that King Youyun tore apart the illusory formation with a black seal, and the force hitting his sword was unexpectedly light.
Hu Qianzhong was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses and shouted: "No! This devil is going to run away!"
As expected, they saw Hu Qianzhong being attacked. The elders of Hengshan Sect and Wangchen behind him rushed forward despite their injuries. With a flash of sword light, they indeed injured Dharma King Youyun.
But in this way, the opponent also found an opportunity to take advantage of it. Dharma King Youyun actually withstood these swords, rolled up the black cloud again, and rushed out of the crowd.
"Chase!"
Hu Qianzhong ordered angrily, and he and more than a dozen disciples with full combat power immediately chased the black cloud. The two elders of Hengshan looked at each other and followed suit.
Wangchen was left covering his mouth and nose and coughing a few times. He turned to look at Su Xiuxiu and said, "I didn't expect that Master Su would come here. I just want to thank you for saving my life."
Su Xiuxiu's face was a little pale. She sat cross-legged and slowly circulated her internal energy while saying: "It is our responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. Why should Taoist Wangchen say thank you?"
Wangchen put away the iron sword, took a breath, and said curiously: "The news that Master Youyun was seriously injured only came out within a month. Head Su is far away in Sichuan, and he arrived so quickly."
Su Xiuxiu shook her head: "I happened to be passing by. I was going to Wudang. I heard about this devil on the way, so I changed my route."
Wangchen was in awe: "Master Su is so chivalrous that Pindao admires him endlessly. By the way, I don't know why the master went to Wudang. After the devil's matter is dealt with, please let Pindao personally lead the master up the mountain."
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Su Xiuxiu nodded slightly: "Speaking of this matter..."
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Just when Dharma King Youyun fled again, Tianquan also hurried to Jinwu Qiu. He found traces of the battle between the two sides in the reed grass, so he cautiously probed into it.
Unexpectedly, after searching all the way, he found no trace of Dharma King Youyun. Instead, he directly found Qian Xiaoxiao and Gongsun Cheng who had been kidnapped.
"Little girl! Are you okay!" Tianquan was overjoyed to find Qian Xiaoxiao. Gongsun Cheng beside him was magnificently ignored. Of course, this was not intentional on his part, but he really didn't notice.
But there was no joy on Qian Xiaoxiao's face after a long separation. When she saw Tianquan coming forward, she quickly reminded loudly: "Be careful! There are other people here!"
Tianquan was startled, when suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a sharp palm wind struck him in the face in an instant.
The sneak attack came suddenly, but Tianquan reacted in time and pulled out his sword to block it. When his body retreated suddenly, he swung the sword left and right, and with a cold glow, one sword edge turned into three swords.
Angry, thrust out violently.
The man stretched out a hand and waved the black robe on his body like a wheel. The three sword energy was like a clay figure entering the water, and disappeared in an instant.
After this fight, Tian Quan looked seriously and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you!"
The black-robed man's palms turned blue, his eyes were fixed on Tianquan, and he said with a smile: "So you are the disciple of the Qingcheng Sect who does not know whether to live or die. You are not old, but you are quite courageous. You dare to chase and kill the Dharma King with your little skills.
ridiculous."
"Don't underestimate him."
Another unfamiliar voice came, and another man in black robes walked out from the darkness, holding two copper maces in his hands. His voice sounded a little old: "This Zuiyue Third Lane is Yushu's experienced housekeeper.
With this skill, this kid is so good at it, I'm afraid he is not a direct disciple of that veteran."
"Interesting, interesting." The third man in black robe appeared with a nine-section whip tied around his waist. He looked at Tianquan with great interest and said, "I heard that Yushu has a disciple who is young.
He only has a knight-errant name, and his name is Tsing Yi Little Sword, so it seems he is this guy?"
The empty-handed man in black robe asked: "Kill him?"
The man in black robe with the nine-section whip was silent when he heard the words, and looked at the man in front of him holding the copper mace. He only heard the other person say: "Don't worry, you come with me to meet the Dharma King. As for you, play with this kid first."
Let’s play.”
"You always say something, I just have to obey."
The man in black robe with the nine-section whip smiled, took off the nine-section whip and held it in his hand. His arm was strong, and he whipped the whip fiercely in his hand, flying like a dragon, and the iron whip like a poisonous snake suddenly rushed towards Tianquan.
Shooting is coming!
Tian Quan did not dare to neglect, and immediately started to use his skills. He pointed his sword slightly away and sent out the sword, fighting with the whip, creating a series of flying sparks.
The black-robed man laughed ferociously, and used the iron whip in his hand to sweep, attacking directly at Tianquan's lower plate. The latter immediately jumped up high as soon as his eyes were focused, and he circled his wrist to bring back the weapon, and then drew out a fierce light in the air, and the sky
Quan couldn't dodge, leaving a trace of blood on his face.
"Boy, use whatever skills you have. Let me see how much Yushu's disciples really have."