The sword cannot be bent, but the sword energy can be bent... Just this sentence has broken through the biggest misunderstanding in the practice of swordsmanship in the entire Jiuzhongtian Continent!
After this battle, the entire Tieyun City was quiet for a while.
The Golden Horse Knight Hall is completely honest. There are two thrones in total, two are seriously injured, ten of the nineteen people are dead, and the remaining nine are also seriously injured. No matter how arrogant they want to be, they cannot be arrogant. Instead, they have to worry about the encirclement and suppression of Butian Pavilion at any time.
This is the time of greatest fear and anxiety.
The people of the Black Demon were even more depressed. The three thrones were all injured.
The Soul Hook Sword King stayed in Butian Pavilion for a long time. He felt that he was shameless and unhappy, so he went back to the Yunmen Inn to rest. The Sword King didn't feel anything at all. He was quite heartless when he came here.
Immersed in the intoxication of my own 'peerless wisdom', secondly...after all, the other party is of a higher rank than me.
In the next three days, Chu Yang went all out to clean up Tang Xinsheng's line, including specific personnel and families. This time, more than 700 people were arrested at once!
The entire Butian Pavilion was busy.
Chu Yuzuo arranged everything and became the hands-off shopkeeper himself.
During this period of time, Chu Yang didn't even go out to challenge again. He just stayed alone when he had nothing to do, frowning and thinking hard; then he made two more gestures with his hands.
Even in the Tianbing Pavilion, he did not continue his efforts to break through the limits. Apart from teasing Mo Qingwu every day, he just sat quietly and meditated quietly!
How to turn the qi in the Dantian into sword qi, inject it into the blade, and then use a little release to produce ever-changing effects. It can be bent, wound, or looped...
This is a huge breakthrough!
Generally speaking, sword energy is directed in the direction of the tip of the sword. Although it is powerful, it moves forward in an indomitable way. As long as it is avoided, it will be fine.
But if...
Chu Yang has been thinking about this matter these days. Because of this matter, he spent more time looking for Dong Wushang.
"Wu Shang, how does sword energy form?"
"The sword energy... is the murderous energy on the sword. When the murderous energy in the whole body is transformed into the skill and slashed out with the knife, the sword energy can be formed naturally..."
"In other words, the sword energy will only turn into sword energy after passing through the knife?"
This question made Dong Wushang stunned. What kind of sword energy is called without passing through the blade? Is this boss just confused?
"In other words, when the sword energy is emitted, it is emitted unconsciously, right?"
"In other words, sword energy..."
"Hey, don't leave..."
The problem of sword energy directly caused Dong Wushang to collapse; Boss Chu began to study sword energy again, since they all have the same origin...
"Luxing, how do you think sword energy is formed?"
"..."
"Is this sword energy..."
"..."
"This sword energy..."
"..."
"Hey, don't leave...fuck!"
Conversations like this make the five brothers dumbfounded. The boss grabs a person every day, with this expression of thinking hard, and then asks these questions as if in a dream. All the warriors in the entire continent know this after asking these questions more than once.
The problem……
Take the trouble!
Later, Boss Chu set his sights on Mo Chengyu.
"Senior Mo, please aim your sword at the lake."
"What?"
"You strike at the lake in front of you, and I'll see if your sword energy can hit the tree on your right."
"……You are sick!"
Mo Chengyu also went on strike.
Slash the sword in front of you, but the sword energy will hit the tree on the right? This is the sword energy, not a hidden weapon! It is not vitality either!
In the end, there was no other way, so Chu Yang had to experiment by himself; but after swinging the sword thousands of times, there was no result. At this time, Brother Chu's eyes lit up and he discovered an excellent talent: Mo Qingwu!
The little loli now loves the Xingmeng Qingwu Dao so much that she hugs it when she sleeps; when nothing happens, especially when there are many people, she always takes it out and waves it twice.
Every time they took it out, the eyes of Ji Mo and others almost bulged out. Especially Dong Wushang, every time he saw this knife, his eyes turned into searchlights, shining brightly.
And Mo Qingwu enjoyed this kind of gaze very much.
"Brother Wushang, do you like it?" The little loli blinked innocently and cutely.
"I like it." Dong Wushang swallowed.
"I won't give it to you if I like it! Hehehe..." the little loli smiled proudly.
"Brother Ji Mo, do you like it?" He winked innocently and cutely.
"I don't like it!" Ji Mo said with a straight face.
"Why don't you like it? Why don't you like it? Such a good knife, you can't help but like it!" The little Loli was reluctant, her eyes filled with water.
"Okay, I like it." Ji Mo had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender.
"I won't give it to you if I like it! Hehe..." the little loli smiled triumphantly.
"..." Ji Mo wanted to cry.
"Brother Du Xing, do you like it?"
"..."
Gu Duxing fled...
Finally, Brother Chu found Mo Qingwu, a little lolita who wouldn't get bored with him. She was an excellent match.
"Xiao Wu, come."
"What are you doing? Brother Chu Yang?"
"Do you like that knife?"
"like."
"Want to know how to use it?"
"think."
"Okay then, you pull out the knife and point it at the lake in front of you. I'll see if you can feel anything on your right side..."
Brush...swipe...
"Do you feel it? Brother Chu Yang?"
"I don't feel it. Well, maybe you didn't practice correctly. Well, try this."
Brush...swipe...
"Do you feel it? Brother Chu Yang?"
"I still don't feel it, try this again... first spiral in the Dantian, then around the meridians... and then..."
Brush...swipe...swipe...
"Do you feel it?"
"Still not...if you do this again..."
Swish, brush, brush...
"Why don't you feel it? Why don't you feel it? Wuwuwu...why don't you feel..."
"Don't worry, try this again..."
Scratch...swipe...
"Do you feel it?"
"No……"
"My arms are sore... Oooh, you still don't feel anything..."
"Then take a rest."
"No, I have to make you feel it!"
Swipe...swipe...
"Do you feel it?"
"Do you feel it?"
"Do you feel it?"
"Do you feel it?"
Chu Yang collapsed...
Three days later, Cheng Yunhe, who arrived slowly, used the identity of a business group as a cover to enter Tieyun City. At this moment, Tieyun City was surrounded by crises and chaos.
Even at the city gate, one could smell the faint smell of blood in the air.
After going through all the trouble to get in touch with Kong Shaoxing, Cheng Yunhe was shocked!
This Lord of the Throne, who arrived only three days earlier than me, now looks like a tuberculosis ghost. His face is sallow, and he can't sit for a while before he starts coughing. After coughing for a while, he vomits a mouthful of blood...
The person beside him was also coughing, but he seemed to be gradually recovering.
Didn't it mean that only Yin Throne was seriously injured? Why is even Kong sad now like this?
"I'm afraid the prime minister's inference is wrong." Kong sighed sadly: "That King of Hell of Chu is indeed a throne practitioner, and he is an eighth-grade throne!"
Cheng Yunhe was directly shocked by this sentence.
Yin cannot be said to be the throne. After analyzing and inferring, everyone concluded that this matter was untrue. Now, Kong was sad that someone who had no doubts about Wu Qingrou's inference before coming here actually changed his tune immediately when he got here.
One throne said yes; the other also said yes... This is worth thinking about.
"Have you ever had a fight with the King of Hell of Chu?" Cheng Yunhe asked seriously, suddenly realizing that there were far fewer people, he couldn't help but ask: "Where are the others? Have you dispersed them all?"
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..." Kong coughed sadly twice, feeling a little guilty and looking ugly. He didn't know what to say.
The plan I made at the beginning was that I had to wait until Cheng Yunhe arrived before taking action. As soon as I arrived here, I couldn't wait to start taking action. Not only was I seriously injured, but I also lost the lives of ten masters!
How to say this?
Seeing Kong's sad expression, Cheng Yunhe felt a chill rise in his heart. His face suddenly turned pale, and he asked tentatively: "You and the King of Hell of Chu are starting to fight?"
"I didn't do anything..." Kong said sadly and angrily: "Are you blind? Where did the injuries on my body come from if I didn't do anything?"
Cheng Yunhe suffocated and stared at him for a long time. Kong looked at him sadly without any sign of weakness. After a while, Cheng Yunhe sighed longly: "It's over, it's over..."
"Hmph!" Kong snorted sadly and said, "What?"
"Those people, did you also take action? Where are the people?" Cheng Yunhe still held on to the last glimmer of hope.
"Dead." Kong became sad and anxious, and said: "If people are not dead, can they come out after you come? Do you have to ask me to explain such a thing clearly? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"
Cheng Yunhe was dumbfounded, and no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't bear it anymore. He said angrily: "You acted without permission, ruined the Prime Minister's plan, and ruined the lives of so many masters. Are you still reasonable?"
"Fart!" Kong was furious and said with red eyes: "Do you think I am willing to lose? Do you think I am willing to get hurt? They are dead, and they are all my brothers! Do you think I won't feel uncomfortable?"
"You are using strong words to make excuses!" Cheng Yunhe said sternly.
Yin couldn't lie down on one side, and now he also sat up with all his strength, and said: "Second brother, Mr. Cheng, you can't even say a word. The key now is, what should I do in the future?"
"What should we do in the future? What else can we do now?" Cheng Yunhe said angrily: "Now your second brother has made everything into a mess!"
Cheng Yunhe has always behaved slowly and rarely when he was in a hurry. No matter what he did, he would always do it in an orderly manner; he would rather have no results than strive for no mistakes.
Regarding Cheng Yunhe, Fifth Qingrou once commented: "In troubled times, fighting for supremacy and expanding territory are of no use; but in prosperous times, when there is stability and peace in the world, talents can be used as prime ministers and assistants!"
This kind of evaluation is not a low one. And for Cheng Yunhe to receive such a high evaluation from a person like Wu Qingrou, there is no doubt about his own ability.