Everyone was afraid of its power and fled away one after another.
The two parties, who were fighting fiercely, consciously separated into a passage.
The Taiwei Palace armored guards and the defected personal guards had no good impressions of the young man; but the Zoroastrian people were annoyed that he had run away from the holy aunt. When they saw Wang Jin going to kill him, they showed no mercy.
attitude.
Wang Jin's smile grew stronger, his steps became faster and faster, and his murderous intent was fierce. He pointed the Shadow Sword at Yang Chaoxi in the distance, as if he could foresee the fate of his head being missing. Although Yang Chaoxi knew that his weapon was powerful, he also knew that he could not avoid it today.
To avoid it, the long sword in his hand was curled up with a sword flower, and he simply threw himself out.
Wang Jin raised his sword and slashed his chest and abdomen diagonally, trying to split open his internal organs.
Yang Chaoxi couldn't see clearly the blade of his sword, and felt a chill in his chest, which made his hair stand on end. With the subtle sound breaking through the air, and the sudden sense of crisis, he straightened up the Xuantong sword and blocked it.
"Boom!"
The two swords intertwined, causing Yang Chaoxi's jaw to go numb, and he was secretly surprised: Mr. Wang Jin is so strong!
This sword struck like a copper hammer and a steel mace, making the Xuantong sword buzz. When he looked carefully, he saw that a striking gap had been cut out on one side of the Xuantong sword's blade.
Only then did Yang Chaoxi understand that everyone usually only talked about Wang Jin's scheming, but ignored the fact that he had also led an army to defeat the Jizhou rebels. Today, after the fight, he realized that his swordsmanship was superb, and he actually had some "Pei Min's sword spirit"
"Contains it. Coupled with the Shadow Bearing Sword in his hand, they really complement each other.
Wang Jin's sword missed, and his wrist turned quickly, turning into a stab, and stabbed directly at Yang Chaoxi's right rib. However, this stab was very strange. The vague sword body snaked away like a water snake. The tip of the sword trembled.
The snake letter completely covered the right side of his body, but he didn't know where to attack.
Yang Chaoxi returned his sword to block, but it was as if he had been struck by butter and mutton fat. The sword edge slipped and was weak, and the sword missed! However, Wang Jin's powerful and heavy thrust had already stabbed the target firmly.
Yang Chaoxi felt pain in his heart that made him tremble.
Wang Jin was also startled. This accurate sword only penetrated Yang Chaoxi's Taoist robe and could not make any further progress. He couldn't help but be very surprised: Has this little Taoist practiced the "Iron Arhat Kung Fu" or "Iron Arhat" of Buddhism?
"Shirt Skill" can also be invulnerable?! But this genuine Yingying Sword has always been blown to pieces, cutting iron like mud. I don't know how many heads of Jizhou rebels have been harvested, how can it be unable to do anything to a mere Taoist priest?
His thoughts turned around, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Jin missed the stab, so he swiped his sword downwards, and immediately made a slit in Yang Chaoxi's robe, revealing the mysterious silk soft armor inside, and finally realized - it turned out that this was
Only when the little Taoist priest has a lot of treasures on his body can he withstand the blow of the Shadow Bearing Sword. Otherwise, even if he is wearing ordinary armor, he will poke a transparent hole through it.
Yang Chaoxi also broke out in a cold sweat. Taking advantage of Wang Jin's slight daze, he took several steps back. He was quickly thinking about how to deal with this magical Shadow Bearing Sword. After all, although the Xuansi soft armor was good, it could only protect it.
It lives on the trunk and internal organs. If Wang Jin attacks his face and limbs, it will be equally dangerous.
Li Changyuan was always watching the movement here, and saw that Yang Chaoxi was a little at a loss and was in danger. Knowing that he must be in a hurry, he couldn't think of the method to break the Shadow Bearing Sword, so he hurriedly reminded:
"If you are a sword, show it to be weak, open it to gain advantage... Listen to the moment, do not sharpen its sharpness, follow its nature, and do not shake its edge... Lead it to it, push it away, and respond to it if it is forced.
, feel it and observe it..."
Yang Chaoxi was suddenly enlightened, and the sword intent and purpose of the Wuwei swordsmanship began to swirl in his mind. The anxiety in his heart disappeared, the sword in his hand was slightly lowered, and a pair of eagle eyes slowly raised, looking at the person who was coming with a long swing.
Chengying Sword, his body was slightly tilted, and he narrowly avoided a stab. Xuantong Sword came out at random and struck the seemingly non-existent sword body.
"Puo Ling——" There was a crisp sound, and Wang Jin's sword was indeed missed, and his body was also missed by about a foot. When he turned around and slashed horizontally, Yang Chaoxi dodged more than ten feet away and did not fight him hard.
Hard fight.
Wang Jin's face was gloomy, and he wielded the "Wandering Dragon Sword Technique", sometimes "making thunder and rain", sometimes "entering the stream and abyss", sometimes "turning the river and sea", sometimes "clouds moving in the sky"... The Shadow Sword slashed without leaving a trace,
There was no trace of the thorns, twisting and turning between his fingers, turning into several light ribbons with bright blue colors.
Yang Chaoxi only defended but did not attack. He was parrying from left to right, looking very embarrassed. Brother Shu Yao, Xiao Jing and others saw this in their eyes and were all secretly worried, fearing that if he missed even the slightest move, Wang Jin would kill him on the spot.
Wang Jin seemed to have the upper hand, but the more he fought, the more anxious he became:
The swordsmanship used by this little Taoist priest looks lazy, but in fact he is very cautious. Every time he makes a move, he focuses on the spine of the sword and swings it skillfully; but once he sees the empty door, he stabs out with lightning speed.
It was hard to cover one's ears, so it was difficult to catch him off guard. So he tried dozens of moves, but none of his swords hit the vital point. And even though the little Taoist priest's robe was messy and had holes on all sides, all the hits on his body were neither painful nor itchy.
A small injury. If the fight continues like this, not only will he lose his face, but he will also miss the opportunity to kill the holy aunt.
It is said that the demonic cultivator saint is very protective of her shortcomings. Once she takes action, how can she not come back to help? I just don’t know whether the seven monks and nuns who were sent just now are waiting for the saint. "Seven Treasures Demon Binding Array"
Although it is powerful, it can only trap the monster. If he wants to kill it with one blow, he still needs a magic weapon of release on his waist.
Looking at the Zoroastrian monster under heavy siege, it seemed that his ferocity was aroused, and he was inextricably killed with the guards of the camp and the chain-mail guards of Taiwei Palace. If it weren't for the guards of the camp who had been in battle for a long time, the chain-mail guards would have taken action.
They are ruthless and cannot trap these monsters. Therefore, it is not easy to win quickly.
The plan for now is to capture the thief and the king. Let this hateful little Taoist priest go first and help the seven monks and nuns kill the demon cultivator and the holy nun. Once the holy nun is eliminated, he will come back to deal with the people in the temple.
Destroy the dry and decayed, and capture it at your fingertips.
Killing a snake but not killing it is three crimes, letting the tiger return to the mountains will harm your own family.
Since we are determined to eradicate Zoroastrianism today, we must eventually eradicate it all and root it out without leaving any room for it!
Upon thinking of this, Wang Jin shouted coldly: "Shi Xiaoren, Wang Che! I'll leave this kid to you to deal with. I'll go kill the monster first!"
While speaking, Wang Jin had already put away the Shadow Bearing Sword and rushed out of the palace.
Yang Chaoxi's fighting spirit is strong, and Wuwei Sword Technique is becoming more and more proficient. Many things that he had not understood deeply before were also improved again during the life and death fight just now. He is more familiar with the sword intention of "doing nothing and doing everything" taught by his master.
Somewhat enlightened.
Just as he was about to continue to use Wang Jin's sword skills and weapons to prove it, he saw that Wang Jin couldn't help but turned around and left. He immediately said hurriedly: "Prince's envoy! The winner has not been decided, why do we have to go? There is still a trail.
I’d like to ask you for some more advice!”
Wang Jin ignored him, walked faster, and was out of the hall in an instant.
Yang Chaoxi was about to catch up, but he saw two figures standing in front of him. One was holding a horizontal sword with a ring head, and the other was holding a long iron stick, staring at him with sinister eyes.
Yang Zhaoxi naturally recognized him: one was Wang Che, who had just laid out the "Poisonous Bee Formation" to besiege him, but he broke through the formation and escaped; the other was Jingyun Guan, who was attacked by the master Gongsun Guan five years ago and lost all his Taoist skills.
The master of the temple was Shi Xiaoren, but I don’t know when he started to give up his sword and use a stick.
The two of them did not hesitate, stepped forward, raised their swords and sticks, and attacked Yang Chaoxi.
The ring-headed horizontal sword strikes fiercely, specifically looking for cuts at the shoulder, wrist, elbow, knee and other joints. It is an extremely destructive sword technique in the battle formation. It specializes in mutilating people's limbs, so that soldiers can be injured without dying.
It drags down the comrades who are still capable of fighting. Once the comrades come to the rescue, it will be difficult to take care of themselves, and they will most likely be plotted by this sword technique. Yang Chaoxi naturally hates this kind of destructive sword technique. At this time, he saw Wang Che
Using it, anger suddenly arose, and most of the Xuantong Sword's attack was directed at him, almost splitting him into several pieces.
However, the long iron stick was powerful and heavy and should not be underestimated. Yang Chaoxi didn't take it to heart at first, but when he handed Wang Che several swords and was about to kill him, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing past him.
I was in pain. I turned around and saw that Shi Xiaoren had torn off his Taoist robe, leaving only half of his arms and short skirt, revealing a body of strong and sinewy tendons. The iron rod in his hand was like a murder weapon, although there was no internal breath.
Infusion, but with just physical strength, he was hit so hard that his jaw went numb and he could hardly hold the sword.
Yang Zhaoxi instantly thought of the cooked copper stick used by the Sleepless Monk. They fought with it at that time, and they were evenly matched. Now facing Shi Xiaoren, whom he had not seen for five years, he vaguely felt that his stick skills were still there.
Above the Sleepless Monk!
However, the two men were attacking fiercely. How could he allow him to be distracted and think too much? There was another round of sword and stick attacks, and Yang Chaoxi was beaten to the point where he could only dodge and did not dare to confront him head-on.
Li Changyuan also noticed that Shi Xiaoren was a little weird. His stick technique seemed to be specially learned to control swords. Yang Zhaoxi suddenly encountered him and did not know what he was doing, so he would naturally suffer a loss. Fortunately, the stick technique seemed to have been practiced for a short time and was not enough.
After breaking through several sets of Yang Zhaoxi's sword skills, I felt a little relieved.
At this moment, a young girl rushed out from among the Zoroastrian people. Her body was already covered with colorful decorations, and her veil had long been torn off, revealing her stunning appearance. However, she threw a small chime bell at Yang Chaoxi and said with a smile on her face: "Young Master Yang.
...The Holy Aunt sent word that she was ambushed and trapped outside the temple! Xiaoman please... please go and save her quickly!"
Only then did Yang Chaoxi realize that the several eminent monks and masters who had just come to Taiwei Palace had disappeared. It seemed that they had quietly exited the hall just as the two parties started to fight.
At first, I thought that these monks and nuns were wise to protect themselves and ran out to avoid disaster. Now it seems that they must have guessed that Saint Liu Xiaomu would come back, so they ran out early to make arrangements to catch her off guard. It also occurred to me that Wang Jin had just decisively stopped.
, when he said that he wanted to "kill the demon", his mind immediately felt like a mirror: These old guys have indeed joined forces to put Liu Xiaomu to death!
As soon as he thought about this, he didn't have time to think about it, why should he save him? The long sword suddenly rose, forcing the two people blocking the road back ten feet; he slashed with the sword several times, causing sparks to fly from the long iron stick, and the sword was struck.
The long sword at the head of the ring was in a state of ruin. Immediately, his feet connected, his figure was like the wind, and he rushed out of the hall in an instant.
Everyone in the palace could only hear the angry shouts and curses from the guards outside the door, thinking that Yang Shaoxia had already gone far away.
Wang Che and Shi Xiaoren were about to chase after them, but unexpectedly a middle-aged Taoist priest with a huge stature stopped in front of them and said with a calm smile:
"My little disciple has something to do and I have to leave. If you two want to learn from each other, how about I, the master, do it for you?"