Wei Wuhuan, the "Ghost-Faced Sword Demon" of the Diancang Sect, took five or six steps back quickly, and his left leg had already touched the rope of the fence. It was thick and slightly elastic, and there was the sound of gurgling water outside the fence.
The south wind was cool and moist, blowing over my bare forearms and legs, and I felt infinitely comfortable. However, the Uighur swordsman in front of me, Tong Luo Abbs, held both long and short swords in his hands, and had a ferocious look on his face, which really made the scenery a bit disturbing.
Wei Wuhuan's Diancang sect lived in the city of Yangjumei in the Nanzhao Kingdom, sitting on the Cangshan Mountain and a large area of mountains and waters of the Erhai Lake. They had abundant food and clothing, and rarely interacted with the martial arts in the Central Plains. Because the Nanzhao Kingdom has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and is evergreen all year round,
The climate is mild and humid, so the local people's clothing is mainly simple and cool.
The swordsmanship of the Diancang School is the most praised by the world for its double skill of lightness. However, its name is mostly referred to as the sun, moon, nebula, fish, birds, flowers and trees. It is also a strange thing that is talked about in the Central Plains.
For example, the world-famous "Sun Shooting Sword Technique", "Moon Reaching Sword Technique", "Star Picking Sword Technique", "Flowing Cloud Sword Technique", "Fish Dragon Sword Technique", "Wild Geese Formation Sky Sword Technique", "Wind Dancing Willow Sword Technique" and "Floating Flowers and Falling Leaves"
"Sword", regardless of how superb the swordsmanship is, the name alone is pleasing to the eye. Moreover, the four "Flowing Cloud Skills", "Fish Dragon Skill", "Dancing Willows in the Wind" and "Floating Flowers and Falling Leaves" are also cited by the Diancang Sect.
The proud light body technique.
Wei Wuhuan was very familiar with the swordsmanship, Qinggong, fists, kicks, and hidden weapons in the sect, and was proficient in many of them. However, what made him most proud was the "Spiritual Loach Sword Technique".
Seeing the Huihe swordsman Tong Luo Abus slashing at him and covering most of his body, Wei Wuhuan advanced instead of retreating. A white light flew up from the iron sword in his hand, which was so bright that it was dazzling. However, he twisted and vibrated towards the thin body.
Wrap it away with a scimitar.
"Porcine!"
The nearly four-foot-long iron sword suddenly curled up and down Tongluo Absi's body like a vine. This decisive sword immediately seemed to have been cut into the mud. The blade did not penetrate deeply before it slid sideways.
, grazing Wei Wuhuan’s shoulder, and slashed it into the air.
Tongluo Absi missed a move and reacted quickly. The thin-edged scimitar turned in the air and was thrust towards Wei Wuhuan's throat. The blade's light cut through the air, making a short and sharp sound, and it was immediately in front of him.
If they were to fight each other on the ground, Wei Wuhuan could use his body skills to retreat. However, when he reached the edge of the stage, he could not avoid it. The space on his left and right was also blocked by Tongluo Albus's short blade.
, there is no other way.
A sinister smile flashed across the corner of Tongluo Absi's eyes. Without hesitation, the thin-edged scimitar was pointed towards the bulging Adam's apple. The next scene was easy to imagine - the white blade easily broke through the skin and flesh, cut off the cartilage, and brought out a puff of warmth.
The bright red color. The fishy-sweet smell makes people feel uncontrollable excitement...
If you fail, there is still a glimmer of hope; if you advance, you will be doomed!
The iron sword in Wei Wuhuan's hand was too late to block, and he immediately threw it behind him. But after hearing two "pops", Wei Wuhuan leaned back, broke away from the blockage, and fell straight into the water below the stage. In his instantly inverted vision, something suddenly appeared.
Coming out of the large and small Buddhist caves, the eye-catching Lushena Buddha is upside down, smiling at this place, but it seems to be with endless dignity and compassion...
Tongluo Absi's face was cold. The knife that was sure to win was avoided by Wei Wuhuan at the last moment! Only the tip of the knife scratched his chin, and two or three round blood beads flew up and fell to the wooden platform.
, blooming small, colorful flowers.
Tongluo Absi glanced at the long knife in his hand, which was as curved as a crescent moon and as bright as a star river. In the past wars between Huihe tribes, many heads were harvested and many nomadic tribal leaders were frightened. This is it.
The thin-edged scimitar gave him unparalleled bravery and confidence!
But at this time, the scimitar was dodged twice by a Nanman, which made his usual bravery and confidence begin to waver.
The ghost-faced barbarian in front of him had already fallen into the air, but his last look was still full of ridicule. Tongluo Absi was furious, and with a flick of the short blade in his left hand, he shot towards the heart of the ghost-faced barbarian.
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The ghost-faced barbarian Wei Wuhuan heard the wind in his ears and felt cool all over his body, but it was like swinging on a swing. His body swayed lightly under the stage, then flew up again and landed on the square stage again. A wolf fang that was half a foot long.
The short blade was bitten between the teeth, and only the corner of the mouth was slightly scratched.
It turned out that at the critical moment when there was no way to retreat, Wei Wuhuan decisively swung his sword and cut off a rope used as a fence.
It was this broken rope that not only made room for him to dodge, but also was clamped by his feet when he fell. It swung under the wooden platform and bounced back up again.
Tongluo Abbs was about to turn around and find another opponent to fight. But when he saw Wei Wuhuan jumping back on the stage, still holding his short wolf-tooth blade in his mouth, he was immediately frightened and furious, his eyes were red! The thin needle in his hand
The scimitar was indistinguishable and instantly slashed out four or five silver arcs, attacking Wei Wuhuan's head, neck, chest, abdomen, and knees.
Wei Wuhuan took out the short blade in his mouth, threw it out with his hand, and blocked the next blow. Then he slightly staggered his feet, performed the "Floating Flowers and Falling Leaves" Qing Gong, and while his body was floating, he dodged the second blow. Then he held the black scabbard in his hand.
The iron sword shook, and several sword flowers flashed out, breaking through the third strike. Finally, the sword tip trembled with the sword body, shaking its head and tail like a loach, and went straight towards the chest and abdomen of Tong Luo Absi.
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Three consecutive moves were blocked, and Tongluo Albus couldn't help but feel his heart sink. When the fourth and fifth moves were also resolved by Wei Wuhuan's iron sword, and they came straight towards his palace, Tongluo Albus was already in position.
Chaos.
That ordinary iron sword is obviously not too fast, but it is as slippery as a loach! The scimitar slashed on it, not only was it weak, but it was also shaken away by an invisible force! Wait for it.
After finishing his attack and blocking again, he found that the tip of the sword was already in front of him.
"Pfft!"
The iron sword penetrated directly into the swollen belly of Toro Absina, and then he twisted it smoothly. The wound, which was only an inch long, immediately opened up a bloody hole, causing his whole body to twitch in pain. The palm of his hand relaxed, and the thin-edged scimitar was released.
With a "click" sound, it was tied diagonally on the square platform.
Wei Wuhuan's right hand moved slightly, and the iron sword had been withdrawn from Tongluo Absi's belly, and he blinked and pointed at his throat. A scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Abu Si! It was just a sparring match, but you actually killed me! Today, I will make an opening in your belly, a small punishment but a big warning! If we fight next time, and you still don't want to repent, I don't mind taking out your intestines.
, see if it’s black or white!”
Tongluo Absi's face twitched and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but he did not dare to do it again. He reluctantly picked up the thin-edged scimitar and the short wolf-tooth blade, and ran out of the plank road without saying a word...
From the time I took the stage to now, it is actually less than half a cup of tea. However, the experts on the stage have lost half.
After some people were injured and defeated, they decisively turned back to the plank road. Although they were disgraced, they were not seriously injured. Others knew they were outmatched, but insisted on fighting with their lives. In the end, they were injured several times and fell into the water.
The monks of the Xiangshan Temple who were guarding near the Sifang Terrace had no choice but to sail out a boat to rescue them. At their peak, several boats were launched together, cruising on the water, like river fish grabbing bait and playing. Because the rescue was timely and never missed, none of the people who fell into the water drowned.
At that time, many sects among the heroes were full of praise for Xiangshan Temple.
On the square platform, there were more than ten people still fighting fiercely. When the sword was repelled, killing moves were fired one after another, which was extremely thrilling!
On the shore, there were a group of heroes watching, some cheered, some beat their feet and chests, some were filled with righteous indignation, and some sighed... What is interesting is that there are seven emotions in life, with different joys, angers, sorrows and fears.
Tang Zhuxuan, the Zoroastrian Jianmu Dharma Protector, was dressed in a green robe, holding a newly made nine-section steel whip in his hand, swiping it lightly and making a "crackling" sound, making a terrifying sound.
However, the person opposite only carried two barrier knives. He held them upright in his right hand and held them backward in his left hand. The two blades were grinding together, making a sharp and sharp sound. Looking at the several cuts on the green robe, he shouted to himself: "
Monster! You are willing to pervert yourself, and your friends are traitors! I, Cui Jiu, will do justice for heaven today!"
Tang Zhuxuan also had a cold expression on his face: "Senior Brother Tang! You left the master without authorization, clung to power, and willingly worked as a slave to help the poor people. Today, Mr. Tang will clean up the family on behalf of Master!"
Cui Jiu, the captain of Shanling Guards, chuckled and stepped forward: "No matter how beautifully you say cruel words, you still have to see the truth in your hands! Look at the knife!"
Before he finished speaking, the two barrier knives struck at Tang Zhuxuan's chest and abdomen.
Tang Zhuxuan threw the nine-section steel whip around, and instantly danced a spiral in front of him, blocking all the two knives. Then the steel whip was thrown out, and the head of the dart was like a poisonous snake, and it went straight to "bite" Cui Jiumianmen.
go.
Cui Jiuyi was proficient in the whip technique, how could he not know how powerful this move was? He immediately turned his head slightly and barely managed to avoid it. Then he lowered his body and took advantage of the gap under the whip to attack Tang Zhuxuan's lower plate.
Tang Zhuxuan knew very well that "one inch is short, and every inch is dangerous." If he bullied him, the nine-section steel whip would be restrained and difficult to use. He immediately struck out with his right hand. There was only a "pop" sound, and the whip tip was
The head of the escort immediately turned back, caught by the strong wind, and stabbed Cui Jiuhou in the heart!
At this time, if Cui Jiu did not withdraw his knife and return to defense, he could certainly cut Tang Zhuxuan's legs. But the steel whip and dart head would take advantage of the wind, pierce the pericardium of flesh and blood, and finally penetrate from the chest. In this way, there would be
The end of death and no life.
The reason why Tang Zhuxuan dared not move an inch and stopped still was because he was gambling that he would never look forward or backward and risk his life to compete for Cui's position.
The reality was unexpected! Cui Jiu turned his left arm sharply and faced him with his back, but his right arm remained motionless and continued to slash at Tang Zhuxuan's left leg!
"Ding! Ding!" Two crisp sounds sounded almost at the same time.
However, one sound was heard behind Cui Jiu, and the other was heard outside Tang Zhuxuan's tibia.
Cui Jiu frowned: "Zoroastrian demon, where did you get your greaves?"
Tang Zhuxuan was not to be outdone: "The Cui family slave really cherished his life and put on that heart-protecting mail armor!"
The two of them failed to succeed in every attack. So they pulled away, turned the weapons in their hands, and immediately put them in the same place again.
The scorching sun was high in the sky, and the two of them were sweating profusely. Because the armor on their bodies was stuffy and heavy, not breathable, and increased their weight, every attack, defense, and avoidance required more effort than ordinary people. Over time, the disadvantages became worse.
appeared.
The momentum of Cui Jiu's Double Barrier Sword seemed to be more powerful. He slashed at the nine-section steel whip, occasionally spattering sparks that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. However, it was actually strong on the outside but strong on the inside. The speed of swinging the sword and turning the blade was obviously much slower, relying only on one blow.
Hunyong tried his best to support.
Tang Zhuxuan's armor was slightly lighter, and because of his long sword, he could hardly move around, so his strength was consumed much more slowly. Seeing Cui Jiu breathing heavily, every move seemed sluggish.
, then he knew that the time had come for a fierce backhand attack. The nine-section steel whip became more powerful, and it swept towards Cui Jiu's chest and face like a swimming dragon!
"Puff! Puff puff! Puff..."
Cui Jiu swung his blade to block, and after several moves, he felt his hands were numb and sore, and his palms felt as if they were on fire. The anger in his heart became even more intense, and he no longer cared about the place where he was covered with iron armor.
attack.
Tang Zhuxuan saw Cui Jiu using the real fire, so he didn't dare to ignore it any more. With a swing of the steel whip, the strength of his arm was immediately amplified. Originally, he only threw out a small amount of force, which was transmitted from the whip pole to the tip of the whip.
Magnified it to ten. The ten-cent force hit the barrier knife, which was more powerful than the Guandao axe. Cui Jiulian was immediately forced to the edge of the square platform with the knife. Cui Jiuhu's mouth was shattered, and blood gushed out, dripping between his fingers.
It was tragic, but he still refused to let go.ωwＷ.ＱＱＸSNＮΕＷ.℃ΟΜ
Tang Zhuxuan sighed softly in his heart and raised his forearm again. The steel whip climbed like layers of waves. When it rose, it was no more than a foot. When it reached the water bank, it was several feet high.
The tip of the whip with the tip of the dart hit Cui Jiu hard. Although he was protected by mail, he couldn't withstand the force. Immediately, it was like a military staff hitting his chest. He felt his body light and flew out of the fence, straight towards
Yi Shui falls!
"Senior Brother Tang! Catch it!"
Tang Zhuxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and swung out the steel whip softly, with the second blow coming first, and soon swinging to Cui Jiu's side. Cui Jiu only had to throw the knife and catch it, and then he could return to the stage.
However, although Cui Jiu understood its meaning, he had a strong temperament and would never accept this help. He immediately flipped his right hand and threw out the barrier knife, blocking the limp steel whip. Immediately, he wiped it from his waist, and two
Hold the iron feather flying knife in your hand and throw it with all your strength!
"Boom!" Tang Zhuxuan withdrew his whip pole, trembling continuously, and immediately opened the flying knife.
But Cui Jiu's throw in the air also accelerated his speed of falling into the water. Tang Zhuxuan only heard a loud "bang!". Cui Jiu fell into the water, causing a splash of ten feet high. Hearing the sound, Xiangshan Temple moved.
The monk immediately rowed the boat, racing against time, and flew towards the place where he fell into the water.
Only Tang Zhuxuan was left standing on the edge of the stage, his steel whip hanging on the ground, his eyes full of desolation, which was a very unpleasant feeling.
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The train goes away, bringing with it large pieces of withered yellow leaves and the desolation of autumn in the vibration of the rails.
Wang Xuan watched until the train gradually disappeared, then he looked away and sent several classmates away.
Since then, we have been separated, and we don’t know how many years will pass before we can see each other again, and some people may even never see each other again.
Around him, some people were still waving slowly, without letting go for a long time, while others were silent and quite sad.
After four years of college together, the accumulated friendship is always hard to let go.
The afterglow of the setting sun slants on the falling yellow leaves, and the light and shadow are mottled, interweaving a sense of the passage of time.
Waves of waves sounding like Sanskrit chants sounded around him, intense light began to rise rapidly, and a huge golden light and shadow was reflected behind him. Tang San's eyes were like lightning for an instant, and he stared into the sky.
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Suddenly, a loud "boom" sound erupted from the Paradise Flower, and a huge golden light pillar rose into the sky, straight into the sky.
Not far away, the Demon Emperor Tianhu felt a shocking will burst out. The entire hell garden trembled violently, the flowers began to wither quickly, and all the luck seemed to be condensing towards the golden beam of light.
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His face changed drastically but he did not dare to neglect. He turned around and revealed his original shape, transforming into a nine-tailed sky fox with a length of more than 100 meters. Each guard was more than 300 meters long.
Its tail stretches across the sky, covering the sky and the sun. It emits a large amount of luck and injects it into the Hell Garden, stabilizing the plane.
The Hell Garden must not be broken, otherwise it will be a devastating disaster for the Sky Fox Clan.
Ancestral Court, Tianhu Holy Mountain.
The golden light that had already subsided suddenly became stronger again. Not only that, the body of Tianhu Holy Mountain also emitted white light, but the white light seemed to be collapsing inward, pouring into the interior.
A golden beam of light shot up into the sky without warning, and instantly rushed high into the sky.
The emperors who had just withstood another lightning tribulation dispersed almost subconsciously. And the next moment, the golden light pillar had already rushed into the tribulation cloud.
The dark clouds were instantly lit up and turned into dark golden clouds. All the purple color disappeared at this moment, replaced by huge golden thunder. It seemed to fill the entire plane.
anger.
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The train goes away, bringing with it large pieces of withered yellow leaves and the desolation of autumn in the vibration of the rails.
Wang Xuan watched until the train gradually disappeared, then he looked away and sent several classmates away. Love Reading App
Since then, we have been separated, and we don’t know how many years will pass before we can see each other again, and some people may even never see each other again.
Around him, some people were still waving slowly, without letting go for a long time, while others were silent and quite sad.
After four years of college together, the accumulated friendship is always hard to let go.
The afterglow of the setting sun slants on the falling yellow leaves, and the light and shadow are mottled, interweaving a sense of the passage of time.
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