Chapter 632 I have a sword, do you dare to take it?
Seeing Qin Chuan's sword energy soaring to the sky, Qin Youyang was also very pleased: "Chuan'er's sword is impressive, and it's not in vain that I searched for so many panaceas. His talent is not as bad as I thought, at least. Much better than Zhang Ze who was killed by this kid,"
Chen Zhe deliberately retreated so that Qin Chuan's sword was not full of momentum. When his sword was released, he deliberately backed down to give his opponent room to use his sword.
Sure enough, the momentum of Qin Chuan's sword surged, but his true energy showed a slight stagnation.
"That's it,"
Chen Zhe smiled slightly, slashed his sword and diverted most of Qin Chuan's extraordinary sword aside. He flicked Qin Chuan's face with his finger and threw a handful of dust into the opponent's eyes.
When a practitioner fights, all five senses are open, so that his eyes will not be lost and he will not be able to see. However, due to Qin Chuan's habit, he still turned his head to dodge.
Chen Zhe stabbed out with his sword. When his true energy was running, he found that his arm was a little weak: "Oops, it turns out that the true energy is still not full enough. This one will hang."
The more this happens, the more Chen Zhe wants to win. It would be meaningless to fight Qin Chuan when he is in full condition. Chen Zhe is sure that he will win, even if Qin Chuan has any powerful magic weapon.
The sword manual given to Chen Zhe by Master Hu. Chen Zhe used the first offensive sword skillfully, but still did not understand its true meaning. He barely understood the second sword defensive technique, but it needs to be tested in actual combat. The third sword is a way to relieve force and borrow force. , just took a rough look at it.
This is the time to practice the third sword.
Tianxin Pavilion's sword skills are continuous, somewhat similar to the Hundred Flowers Sword Technique that Qin Rong taught him, except that Qin Rong's sword skills make better use of the advantages of Tianxin Pavilion.
Qin Chuan had the upper hand, attacking again and again, and his sword skills were like a surging river. Chen Zhe opened his eyes wide, mustered up his energy, and tried to find a way to resolve this continuous sword attack.
Chi.
This sword was not perfect enough, and Chen Zhe's left arm was cut open. Fortunately, he dodgeed quickly without hurting his bones. Qin Chuan succeeded with the sword, and he immediately said with high spirits: "Take your life,"
Chen Zhe's handling of the second sword was still not proficient enough, and he was a little jerky when using the force. He used too much force, but in the end he still managed to master the sword.
Well, that's it.
Chen Zhe concentrated his attention, and when he encountered a weird and tricky sword, he would defend against it. When he encountered a simple stabbing attack, he would resolve it according to the method of transforming strength in the sword manual.
"I didn't expect Qin Chuan to be a good opponent to practice swordsmanship with me," Chen Zhe thought secretly in his heart, using Qin Chuan to attack, using as little force as possible and doing more.
Qin Chuan thought that Chen Zhe had been suppressed by him, and he became more and more complacent. Not far away, Qin Youyang frowned: "This is obviously a very clever method of transforming energy. I don't know where this kid came from." I’ve learned that, if this continues, I’m afraid there will be setbacks,”
The current situation is a bit like how Chen Zhe had Zhang Feng's advantage in the battle that day, but this time the roles were reversed, and it was Qin Chuan who had the upper hand. He had the upper hand and made the Tianxin Pavilion swordsmanship proficient and rounded. Everyone’s style.
"Oops, I originally thought that Qin Chuan was a big idiot, but who knew that he was not only golden but jade, there was also a little bit of real gold mixed in the lint, so he was not a complete waste. He used these swords really well,"
Chen Zhe deliberately took the upper hand at the beginning, but he didn't know that it would be very difficult for him to counterattack later.
Qin Chuan had a look of sarcasm on his face: "You think I don't know that you have a conspiracy to let me gain the upper hand on purpose, but I'm just going to take advantage of it."
He suddenly shouted loudly, and when he turned around, a gust of wind struck Chen Zhe in the eyes. Chen Zhe's body tilted. Qin Chuan took advantage of him to dodge and stabbed Chen Zhe with another sword, covering all parts of Chen Zhe's body. The sword can only be used to block, not to use force.
Chen Zhe had no choice but to hold his sword horizontally in front of his chest to block it. Qin Chuan used his sword with sufficient strength, and the sound of the two swords colliding was clear and crisp. This was a real competition of true energy, which shocked Chen Zhe and took another step back.
Chen Zhe's feet were empty and he knew something was wrong. It turned out that Qin Chuan saw a small puddle behind him and deliberately forced him to step into it.
Chen Zhe's thinking was slightly affected by this kick. Qin Chuan raised his sword and struck down. It was a situation where he had no help. Chen Zhe blocked his sword with his head, and his feet sank, leaving a deep footprint on the ground. My arms were shaking a little.
"Alas, not only did these attacks not restore the true energy, but it also consumed a lot of it."
Chen Zhe sighed secretly and took advantage of the gap to take a look at Qin Youyang. He found that the old man squinted his eyes and opened and closed them, revealing a trace of cunning...
Damn it, this old man thinks he has a winning chance.
When I succeed in my cultivation in the future, I will take good care of you, father and son...
Chen Zhe's level of spiritual victory was limited, but he became more and more courageous with every setback. Countless thoughts ran through his head. He knew that his biggest enemy was not Qin Chuan in front of him, but the old man Qin Youyang not far away.
How to rescue Qin Xin.
Qin Youyang was extremely strong in both IQ and cultivation. The Qin Chuan in front of him looked nothing like his son. Chen Zhe doubted whether Qin Chuan was Qin Youyang's real son... He subconsciously glanced at Qin Youyang. Youyang's hat... isn't very green.
No way.
There is no way.
Chen Zhe had countless thoughts, but unfortunately now it was difficult for him to even protect himself, let alone rescue Qin Xin from Qin Youyang who was in the seventh level of Heavenly Ruoxu Realm.
Unless... he suddenly had an epiphany, and his cultivation skyrocketed and he reached the tribulation realm of the ninth heaven... Let's just dream.
Or a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and struck Qin Youyang to death, and Qin Chuan was left with whatever he wanted... It was still a dream.
In fact, strictly speaking, Qin Chuan's understanding is not too bad. The reason why he is not as good as Qin Xin is that the biggest difference is not his understanding, but his character.
Cultivation is like water drops passing through time, and years and years spent. How many people spend their entire lives to achieve success in practice, but Qin Chuan is too anxious when doing things. When he got the upper hand, he was immediately very proud. But now, although he has the upper hand, he can't win for a long time. , I was a little anxious.
Chen Zhe took a defensive stance, but it was too tight.
Qin Chuan stabbed out with his sword. When he turned around, he held the ball with one hand and pushed it out violently. A surge of real energy came towards him. Chen Zhe was not in a suitable state to fight forcefully. He turned sideways and dodged again. Qin Chuan's sword technique changed, like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole. Uncertain.
"This is not the style of Tianxin Pavilion's swordsmanship," Chen Zhe had never seen this swordsmanship before. Although Qin Chuan's swordsmanship was more powerful, it was not skillful enough to use and was not as good as Tianxin Pavilion's swordsmanship.
There is no distinction between magic and swordsmanship in the world. It depends on who uses it. There is something wrong with Qin Chuan's idea.
Qin Chuan's sword technique changed, and Chen Zhe had a chance to breathe. He leaned back and kicked Qin Chuan's face. Qin Chuan withdrew his sword and laid it in front of him. If Chen Zhe didn't withdraw his kick, he might be injured by Qin Chuan. to the ankle.
Chen Zhe turned over and struck with his hidden sword.
Qin Chuan blocked again.
Chen Zhe put away his sword, and Qin Chuan laughed proudly: "Why, you don't even dare to touch my sword? You are such a coward,"
Damn, if you dare, challenge me to a duel. Don't let your father hide behind you and try to kill you. It's like stepping on an ant.
Chen Zhe bit his lip lightly. Qin Chuan realized that Chen Zhe did not dare to let the two swords intersect, so he became bolder and attacked non-stop like a violent storm. Chen Zhe's pressure became more and more intense, and his face became paler.
True essence is the basis of all magic.
Chen Zhe currently lacks true energy and strength. Many of his moves are inconsistent and their power is greatly reduced. If he hadn't studied the defensive methods and the methods of offloading force and borrowing force in the sword manual, I might have to explain it here.
Qin Youyang was very scheming and worked really hard for his son. Even with this old face, he was willing to risk everything. Seeing that Qin Chuan could not be attacked for a long time, he simply let out his breath and locked Chen Zhe firmly.
Chen Zhe spent 70% of his energy on guarding against him and 30% on dealing with Qin Chuan. His swordsmanship suddenly slowed down a bit.
"middle,"
Qin Chuan saw the flaw and stabbed Chen Zhe's chest with his sword. The moment the sword blade touched his body, Chen Zhe twisted his body slightly and split the vital part. Blood spurted out and warm blood splashed onto Qin Chuan's face. .
"Haha, let's see what else you can do," Qin Chuan laughed proudly. Seeing that Chen Zhe was seriously injured, he wanted to draw out his sword to repair it, but found that his sword could not be drawn out at all.
Chen Zhe sneered and finally used the sword he was ready to strike: "Let's see what you can do."
The two of them said the same thing. Qin Chuan's sword couldn't be drawn out. Seeing Chen Zhe's desperate fighting style, he was stunned: He had mostly practiced sword fighting with his senior brothers in his life, and he had never seen this kind of sword before. Ming Bo Ming's fighting style was a bit frightening, he withdrew his sword and flew back: "Father, help me,"
Chen Zhe's sword was full of momentum, and the surrounding dust flew up, forming a large whirlpool. The sword energy rose into the sky. Qin Youyang had been preparing for Chen Zhe's death counterattack, and suddenly appeared beside Qin Chuan, pushing him straight back. Drag, avoid the power of Chen Zhe's sword, retreat and advance suddenly.
Chen Zhe used his sword with his foot, and Qin Youyang suddenly bullied his body and struck Chen Zhe in the chest with a palm, with a ferocious smile on his face.
A powerful force of true energy came overwhelmingly. Chen Zhe's chest shook violently and he retreated sharply, his body flying back like a feather blown by the wind.
Qin Youyang focused on protecting his son. This palm only had 30% of his true energy. Although he was seriously injured and could not die, he still needed to use his strength to make up for it. His movement was as fast as lightning. Before Chen Zhe could land, he flew up and landed on him. He clapped his hands and said, "It's better to die."
Suddenly, a sharp sword energy floated gently, not shocking, motionless, and extremely weak, just like a cold wind blowing from the crack of the door in the far north winter, not strong, but chilling to the bone.
"Hey," Qin Youyang frowned. Although he didn't think the sword energy was very powerful, an ominous omen struck him. His thoughts flashed, and he suddenly pulled Qin Chuan back several hundred meters in alarm.
Chen Zhe's chest was bleeding from the sword wound. Qin Chuan's sword was still stuck in his body. With a trace of blood red at the corner of his mouth, he said with a cold smile: "I have a sword, do you dare to take it?"
A chirping sound.
Chen Zhe's sword to survive in death, the sword power is not endless, but it is gradually getting stronger, just like the breeze blowing on the face, gradually growing, Qin Youyang even feels that his tyrannical true energy has been relieved, he Once retreat, then retreat again.
Qin Chuan next to him was even more frightened: "I...I'm so cold,"
"This boy, his sword intent is so sharp," Qin Youyang said with a gloomy face.