Facing Ying Tongxi's exquisite sword moves, Ye Xingsong's "Fa Sword" suddenly lost all its strength, showing its gentle nature.
Ying Tongxi struck out with his sword, but there was no force at all, and the empty door was suddenly exposed. No matter how many moves he had left, how could he catch it?
Ying Tongxi was inexplicably shocked. The soft hair suddenly became straight again. In the blink of an eye, he only heard a sneer and pierced his collar on the spot. The strength of the Senhan Sword penetrated the skin, and it was a body-protecting weapon that had been trained for decades.
The potential energy was actually useless at this time.
Ying Tongxi couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. In shock, he threw himself back with all his strength. He did three somersaults in mid-air before he could barely stabilize his body. When he landed, he was still frightened. His body was trembling slightly, and his old and skinny face became even paler.
Like paper.
Ye Xingge remained unmoved, twirling his hair and saying calmly: "As expected, the old scholar is just a general."
Ying Tongxi's face suddenly turned red, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of blood slowly emerging from his neck. He was so embarrassed that he did not dare to get angry.
Although Yu Bingru did not see clearly the specific situation when the two of them fought, she was really horrified when she saw Ye Xingge defeating the Sword Alliance's chief instructor who was one of the Seven Swords of China with just one move.
This demon king is so powerful that he is almost invincible. Who in the martial arts world can control him?
At this time, Ye Xingge's face turned pale, he stared at Ying Tongxi and said, "I don't know who created the sword technique you use, but I am sure that you have not understood this superb sword intention, otherwise how could you just
You will be defeated by me in one move."
Ying Tongxi's eyes flashed sharply, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The late leader of our alliance, Feng Chuxiao, was known as 'Chu Kuang' Feng Sanlang in the world. He was buried in Caishiji with your general Shangguan Duo. This flawless Ming
The sword technique was created by him."
Ye Xingge muttered: "Feng Chuxiao, Shangguan Duo... I still have no memory at all, but since your alliance leader died together with my generals, you must have not yet mastered the swordsmanship, which is really regrettable.
"
Ying Tongxi sneered and said: "Although Shangguan Duo is only ranked tenth among the Twelve Demon Kings, his unique skill 'The Sky-Destroying Sword Style' is designed to defeat sword masters. Many swordsmanship elites have died under his spell."
Under the flying cone, the alliance leader accepted the challenge graciously, and it is very rare to be able to die with the enemy."
Ye Xingge nodded slightly and said: "So it turns out that the struggle for supremacy in the world has wiped out talented people, and it seems to be my fault again. I just don't know if Feng Chuxiao has other descendants. I am quite interested in meeting one and watching this flawless person again.
The essence of Mingjian Jue."
After hearing this, Ying Tongxi became even more stern, with a tense face and said nothing. Yu Bingru was shocked, secretly wondering why Ye Xingge had even forgotten his former enemy Feng Chuxiao, and then thinking about his previous feelings for Yi
My father, Feng Wuji, only "vaguely remembers" him. Could it be that the former Jingyu leader has lost his memory?
Ye Xingge did not see Ying Tongxi's reply. When he understood it, he muttered softly: "It's okay if you don't say anything, old scholar. We will meet each other in the future if we are destined. However, you made it clear before that if you lose to me, you will no longer insist on entangled.
Does this still count?"
Ying Tongxi took a breath and said calmly: "I was negligent for a moment and forgot that your 'sword' has a strange quality, so even though I was sorry to lose, I was not convinced."
Ye Xingge was not surprised, he just looked at Ying Tongxi and said, "After listening to what the old scholar said, do you want to compete with me again?"
Ying Tongxi gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, if we lose again this time, I will definitely fulfill my promise."
Ye Xingge nodded slightly and said: "There are flaws in the flawless sword, and the bright sword is not a sword. This is the true meaning of the flawless sword technique. How much an old scholar can understand will determine how many of my moves you can block."
A flash of strangeness flashed across Ying Tongxi's face, and then he said in a loud voice: "Thank you for reminding me, I will give you some tips!"
Amidst the shouts, one could see the majestic momentum of "Tian Xin", slashing down towards Ye Xingge, and the sword's heroic spirit was extraordinary, which showed that Ying Tongxi was already exerting all his strength.
Ye Xingge had a look of approval on his face, and stepped forward to engage in the battle. Suddenly there was light and darkness, and two sword winds, one hard and one soft, criss-crossed, and the unparalleled power spread all around. Although he didn't hear the jingle of the fighting,
There was no sound, but the overwhelming fighting spirit could be seen in the faint sound.
Ying Tongxi wields the long sword with ease, and his aura is free and elegant, as if he is in a trance like a young man with vigorous youth and endless spirit. The power of the sword is majestic and generous, and the moves are eclectic, just like Wu Dai, who is free and natural.
Ye Xingge, on the other hand, is calm and composed, his moves are rigorous and composed, he balances the haste between advance and retreat, he is balanced in attack and defense, and he is impartial. A wisp of green silk in his palm draws an unbreakable boundary, just like Cao Yi with water, impeccable.
The two of them were still fighting close to Yu Bingru at first, but after dozens of moves, they moved sideways to a hundred steps away.
Although it was difficult for Yu Bingru to understand the profound mysteries of this sword duel, she could tell that Ye Xingge deliberately diverted the battle to prevent her from suffering disaster.
While feeling grateful, Yu Bing felt something strange in his heart. Thoughts were running around in his mind, secretly wondering if the devil king was really interested in protecting him like this, or was he taking the opportunity to smear the reputation of his master? If it was confirmed that it was the latter, even if he died to prove his ambition, he would not be able to do it.
Never let his evil plan succeed.
Yu Bingru was just making up his mind when he saw Ye Xingge pull away and then said loudly: "A hundred moves have been made, let's stop."
Ying Tongxi suddenly encountered this change in the middle of a fierce battle. He couldn't help but be very surprised. He frowned for a moment and said, "The winner has not yet been decided. Why did Master Ye give up the battle?"
Ye Xingge smiled deeply, raised his sleeves and brushed it away leisurely. Suddenly, he saw dozens of tiny debris flying up from Ying Tongxi's body. If he looked closely, it turned out to be strands of cloth that had fallen off his green robe!
Ying Tongxi was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his Qi and pulse were blocked in more than a dozen acupuncture points, and his whole body was in unbearable pain. When he woke up, the scene was as gray as ashes, his body was trembling and he couldn't say a word.
Ye Xingge looked indifferent, nodded slightly and said: "I have realized this in a short period of time. The old scholar has not let me down. If you return to your true heart and practice swordsmanship from now on, there is no chance of surpassing Di Cangqiong."
Ying Tongxi's expression changed several times, and finally he sighed and said: "That's all, Master Ye Da's magical skills are amazing. I'm really convinced and don't dare to deliberately make things difficult. If there is a chance to meet again in the future, I should ask for advice again to prove it.
Is your swordsmanship improving?"
The head teacher of the Sword Alliance felt that his face was dishonorable, so he walked away after saying that. When Yu Bingru saw this, his heart moved, and he quickly called out: "Senior, please don't worry, I guarantee that I won't tell anyone else what happened just now, and I will not tell anyone else."
Please don’t misunderstand me, senior."
Ying Tongxi did not turn around, but said in a deep voice: "I should have taken this vain reputation a long time ago. It doesn't make any difference whether you say it or not. I just hope that you will still remember your origin and keep entangled with the devil. After all,
It won't end well."
Suddenly the figure was far away, but one could still hear the hesitation in the words. Yu Bingru knew that the suspicion had arisen, but Ying Tongxi made up his mind not to listen to the explanation. What could she do? She just listened with a wry smile.
Ye Xingge coughed lightly and said, "Little girl, this original strand of black hair is returned to you, please keep it."