The iron sword groaned slightly and the camel bell sounded urgently.
The sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" spread instantly on the bank of the canal. The noise was really quite big, and when heard in the ears, it felt a bit desolate and solemn.
The person who drew the sword was Master Miao Heng. When he saw the camel bell coming, he immediately returned the sword and slashed it, trying to cut off the leather cord with the camel bell. Unexpectedly, as soon as the sword hit the camel bell, his face changed drastically, and he felt
A surging force passed through the sword blade and reached his wrist.
Miao Heng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, refused to withdraw his hand, and used the sword to strike hard. However, after hearing several "clangs", the sword in his hand could no longer bear it, and was shaken several times...
While "Nanshi Butcher" Zheng Liulang and "White Camel Old Monster" Du Shazhou were fighting fiercely with a group of monks and nuns, the other two "Four Lowly Friends" had already taken action. However, they were able to get ahead of Li Xiaoman and Luo Changqing.
They moved forward and stormed towards the "Little Jiuding Formation".
The voluptuous woman whose surname was Su and Juanjuan had thrown the two shuttles out of her hands and struck directly at Yuchi Yuan's eyes.
The flying shuttle was only six or seven inches long, with two pointed ends and an empty belly, shaped like a small boat. However, it was so powerful that it arrived instantly and produced two short, harsh whistles.
Yuchi Yuan did not dare to neglect, he shook out the sword flower with one hand and guarded it in front of his face, and used the "Seizing Fist" with the other hand, hoping to take over this strange weapon with his bare hands. However, when he picked it up with his hand, it was empty.
The two flying shuttles suddenly turned around three feet in front of him and flew back to Su Juanjuan's palm, as if they had never been thrown.
It turns out that the shuttle's abdomen supports a thin rod, and the rod is wrapped with a silk thread with excellent toughness and elasticity. The thread extends out and is wrapped around the roots of Su Juanjuan's fingers. She only needs to move her skillful hands to control the speed and speed of the shuttle.
Direction. It would be best if she could hit the opponent, but if she was guarded by the opponent, she could use the silk thread to pull the shuttle back at any time.
Although Yuchiyuan could see it clearly, he still missed it time and time again. The pair of flying shuttles were like two swallows flying through the forest, the male flying and the female following, coming and going like the wind, wandering high and low, not touching a leaf, and went straight to the big holes around his body to spy and test.
It made him frantic.
At the other end of the "Little Jiuding Formation" was the man with sallow complexion and a dull expression. He was pulling the saw horizontally and vertically in his hand. He had been fighting with Yuan Yi's son Tong Chunxi for a long time.
Tong Chunxi's long sword is in her hands and she is skilled in the moves, which makes her most proud of the "Three Chunxi Swords" - the New Lotus Remnant Dream Sword, the Falling Rain Jingqiu Sword, and the Laoyan Fenfei Sword. Some are affectionate, or they are silently separated.
, or sad and desolate... The sword's intention changed thousands of times, and the moves were even more dazzling. After changing several moves, the man did not suffer any loss, but he did not take any advantage.
Su Juanjuan looked in her eyes, with a hint of anger on her heavily made-up face: "How come the 'elm head' has awakened today, and Carpenter Liu also learned to be compassionate and cherish the jade? Why are you still holding on to your precious nails? Prick her.
ah!"
Carpenter Liu was so scolded by Su Juanjuan that he froze, and his left hand saw stopped midway. His head tilted slightly, he said "Oh" expressionlessly, and then raised his right hand to drive out a few square nails.
At this moment, Tong Chunxi's long sword slashed over without hesitation. She was about to remove his left arm when she saw Liu Carpenter's right hand flicking, and a square nail was quietly nailed into her long sword.
Sword spine.
"Ding!!"
Tong Chunxi felt a numbness in his right palm, as if he had been electrocuted. Knowing that he had encountered a master of hidden weapons, he quickly returned to his sword and dance to protect his whole body. However, in the middle of his breath, his figure had already retreated a few feet, and he was staring at the dull man in front of him with all his vigilance.
Be prepared for him to strike again.
As for the square nail that Carpenter Liu just popped out, both the strength and the angle were perfectly controlled. The square nail hit the spine of the sword and immediately bounced back, drawing an elusive arc. Carpenter Liu only used his left hand
The I-shaped saw cut off the arc halfway. When the I-shaped saw was withdrawn, it was found that the square nail was stuck to the outside of the saw frame. Carpenter Liu seemed to be used to it, so he took off the square nail and cherished it.
The earth is clenched in the palm of my right hand. It seems that only in this way can I feel at ease in my heart.
Su Juanjuan angrily cursed: "Liu, it's just a few broken nails. Just throw them away! Why, you have to pick them back up! Just like you, picking and picking and searching without losing the size, no wonder you can't please your mother-in-law, you deserve it."
Living with wood all my life... I'm really an 'elm-headed' person who doesn't understand the style!"
"Elm-headed" Liu Carpenter finally reacted, his eyes widened, and he frowned and said: "You... shut up! I won't marry you even if I'm... a bachelor... hum!"
As if aroused by anger, Liu Carpenter closed his lips tightly and had a livid face. The hand saw on his left hand was already a lot faster, and from time to time, a few sparks would appear on Tong Chunxi's long sword, making a harsh sound that made people's teeth sore and heart palpitations.
; Five fingers of her right hand flicked together, and square nails flew out one after another, nailing Tong Chunxi's sword grid, sword spine and other places, causing severe pain in her mouth and severe soreness. After a while, she handed the sword to her left hand and continued to fight, but her face became more and more painful.
dignified.
Seeing that she was gradually struggling, Gongsun Xuantong also shook the long sword in his hand, bent it into an arc, and then struck Liu Carpenter's right wrist.
Unexpectedly, Liu Carpenter's five fingers were staggered, and he picked up a square nail with three fingers, and held down the rest with the other two fingers. He actually used the nail as a dagger, and used the long sword in Gongsun Xuantong's hand to attack.
A square nail is more than three inches long, one inch is short, and the other inch is dangerous!
Gongsun Xuan used the famous Shangqingguan "Gongsun Sword Technique" which is famous in Luoyang. "Use clumsiness to match skill, use crookedness to straighten, use softness to overcome hardness", the twelve-character sword technique summary is known to everyone in the Luoyang martial arts world.
, everyone knows it. However, the long sword in his hand is like a dragon emerging from the water, circling and twisting, white light overflowing, Yuan Yang's energy gathered on the edge, making the long sword more sharp. Don't say it is a vulgar wood.
Any iron, even that "water sword" can jump out of the box and fight for a fight.
But even with such a sharp sword edge and such subtle swordsmanship, it could only compete with Liu Carpenter's square nail!
Mao Qingyuan, the master of Shengzhen Guan, and Ke Shenxing, the master of Anguo Guan, were on the side. Seeing that Carpenter Liu still had the upper hand with one against two, they were both frightened and inexplicable. They couldn't help tightening the swords in their hands, and with one move after another, he struck steadily, and the
Li Xiaoman and Luo Changqing, who were attacking together, stopped them.
Xiao Man accidentally tried out many moves of the "Double Dragon Stick". In just a few days, his stick skills have improved by leaps and bounds. At this time, he was dancing with two pairs of short flail sticks, circling around the shoulders, elbows, knees, waist, neck, etc., really like
Two lively yellow dragons!
The shadow of the stick was like raindrops pouring down, hitting Mao Qingyuan's long sword, and instantly scattered several clusters of sword flowers. Immediately, he took it straight from the palace and swept towards Mao Qingyuan's right rib. The tip of the stick overlapped and the wind roared, but it was also quite powerful.
Mao Qingyuan was always cautious when dealing with the enemy. When he saw this strange weapon coming, he didn't dare to use it. He hung up his long sword and blocked it in front of him, barely able to stop the stick. Unexpectedly, Xiaoman's other stick came down.
When he threw it out, the tip of the stick hit his left knee. The pain made his left leg weak and he almost fell down.
Mao Qingyuan became angry. He took advantage of the situation and shifted his weight to his right leg, flipping his body forward in the air. Before landing, the long sword suddenly stabbed out from the body, using his famous trick "Inverted Scorpion Tail" to strike.
A bloody hole opened on her shoulder.
Xiaoman was caught off guard and immediately dodged to the side. The long sword bypassed her two stick shadows, rushed diagonally, and finally pierced her right shoulder, bringing out a small drop of blood.
She reacted quickly and threw the flail stick with her right hand upwards, hitting Mao Qingyuan's jaw immediately. The pain made his eyes heat up and tears burst out, as if he had been greatly wronged. The next two blows were originally planned.
The combo was instantly wiped out by the stick.
Luo Changqing was waving a bronze flute and was fighting fiercely with Ke Shenxing. When he saw Xiao Man hit the sword, he immediately dropped Ke Shenxing and sent the tail of the flute towards this side, poking the numb muscle outside Mao Qingyuan's elbow.
Mao Qingyuan's eyes were full of excitement, and he withdrew the sword and returned. Unexpectedly, he felt a pain behind his elbow, his right arm went numb, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand, so it fell to the ground.
Just as Xiaoman secretly rejoiced and struck Mao Qingyuan head-on with the remaining flail stick in his left hand, he saw Luo Changqing stepping out diagonally and pushing her aside. The bronze flute in his hand was already waving, but he was pressing down.
"Poof!"
There was a crisp sound, and the bronze flute had collided with the long sword that had just fallen.
It turned out that just now, Mao Qingyuan's left foot bumped on the sword grid, and he sent the fallen sword to the palm of his left hand. He was also a master of swordsmanship, so he immediately raised the sword with his left hand and attacked Xiaoman's abdomen. Fortunately, Luo Chang
Qing had already seen the intention of his left foot and blocked it in front of Xiaoman. He blocked it at the same time with the bronze flute in his hand, allowing Xiaoman to avoid being disemboweled.
The two figures changed, and they immediately became Luo Changqing fighting Mao Qingyuan, Xiaoman fighting Ke Shenxing.
Xiaoman knew that he had been careless just now and was in danger of being doomed. When he fought with Ke Shenxing again, he was much more cautious and thorough. No matter how cunning and fierce Ke Shenxing's offensive was, he only used a flail and a short stick to protect his whole body, using defense instead of attack.
It is difficult to tell the winner with time.
Several old Taoists surrounded the "Yunluo Tianwang" and looked at the little Jiuding Formation being gradually disrupted. They couldn't help but look at each other in silence.
When it comes to Taoism and martial arts, they have been immersed in Taoism and martial arts for many years, so they are naturally much better than Gongsun Xuandong and others. However, these "four lowly friends" have been hanging out in the market for a long time, so they naturally understand the principle of "picking the softest persimmons".
As soon as you take action, you first challenge the relatively weak monks, nuns, and Taoist priests. It is easy first and then difficult, defeating them one by one, so that most of the obstacles can be eliminated in a short period of time.
Such a fighting strategy is somewhat similar to that of the libertines who gang up in groups and cause trouble and fights in the market.
Several veteran Taoists stared at it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear the itching of their hands. They removed the small Jiuding formation that was "leaky" on all sides and joined the formation one after another. In an instant, black hair and white hair flew together, and the light of the sword was the same as the shadow of the sword!
The setting sun disappears and the twilight becomes darker.
The warm wind carried the bloody smell and swept over everyone's faces over and over again, as if trying to remember all these faces.
The Beichen Star hangs alone on the northern city wall, its green light glowing purple, everlasting, hidden in the wandering clouds, twinkling from time to time.
The sound of Liu Xiaomu's piano slowed down, and the chanting of "Pu'an Mantra" became smaller and smaller. At a certain moment, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Wu Neizhong.
The "Yunluo Sky Net" was contaminated by the blood, and its golden light suddenly dimmed. Many of the many small golden demon-conquering pestles that were originally woven on the net's knots turned black, broke into pieces, and fell all over the ground.
Yang Zhaoxi, who was full of anxiety and sweating, finally let out a long breath. He grabbed a piece of rope and said ecstatically: "I found it! I found the knot! This disgusting fishing net... Humph! Look at me, young man.
How to tear you into pieces!"
While talking, Yang Zhaoxi twisted the knot, pulled hard, and immediately opened a gap in the "Yunluo Sky Net". Immediately, he put the gap on his head first, took out his limbs one by one, and then asked Liu Xiaomu
The two people, who were trapped in a trap for a long time, finally escaped from the net.
Before he could think of rejoicing, he saw Liu Xiaomu's eyes darken, her body tilted, and she fell limply into his arms, already unconscious.
The soft wind blew through the messy hair, covering the frown between the eyebrows. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain. His chin, neck, chest, etc. were all stained with blood!
Yang Chaoxi hugged the soft body, her mind went blank. After a while, her hair all stood up and her eyes were split: "Sister!!!"