Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 64 The Sword and the Turtle and the Snake

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The cold wind pierced the bones, the weeds were flying, and the bonfire in the main hall was flickering. Su Qinian stood in front of the gate of the Qingyang Hall, and looked at Li Qinghe not far away. His eyes were open and open.

"Okay, catch my three swords, if I can't catch it, I want the sword manual of "Xiu Ming Dao"."

Li Qinghe's eyes were burning, it wasn't greed, Su Qinian saw a desire and madness for knives.

Sword Chi and Dao Chi, passed down from father to son, deserve to be blood relatives.

"it is good!"

Su Qinian also responded, he didn't mean to back down at all, no matter how strong Li Qinghe was, he hadn't comprehended the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Art", if he failed like this, it wouldn't matter if he handed over "Xiu Ming Knife", let alone "Turtle and Snake Art". If there is evil and darkness in one's heart, it will be difficult to cultivate a first-class and superior saber technique like "Xiu Ming Dao", and it will not be able to exert its true power. Su Qinian is not afraid of falling into the hands of bad people.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Li Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and took a step forward, dragging the five-foot-long knife in his hand on the ground, sparks splashed on the bluestone bricks.

His walking was extremely fast, at first it was only a few feet, and then it was more than a foot. After three steps, he took a step of several feet. Zhang Dadi.

What a strong momentum!

Su Qinian seemed to see a turbulent wave rushing towards his face. In an instant, the five-foot-long knife drew an extremely tricky trajectory, and cut obliquely towards his arm. Torn apart silently.

The pale light of the sword carried a kind of brutality, which belonged to the sword technique of killing enemies on the frontier battlefield.

It's the same basic sword technique, but it's simplified to the extreme. It's aimed at the vital point, but it's not as vicious as an assassin.

Clang!

Su Qinian drew his sword, and the blue iron long sword was like a bolt of lightning, lying across the thin blade, the blades intersected, but there was no sound of gold and iron clanging, Li Qinghe felt an extremely viscous wave coming from the blade. All the strength, all the strength disappeared without a trace like a bull in mud.

"Turtle and Snake Fist, the power of boxing, and the principle of Tai Chi rotation have been integrated into the sword."

Li Qinghe's eyes were as bright as lightning, he was full of energy and fighting spirit, and he could see through the reality of Su Qinian's sword skills at a glance.

"Second knife!"

With a violent shout, the long knife set off a gust of wind, like a stormy sea, the blade was bright red, and the blood gathered, but it condensed into a light less than half an inch.

****!

From the very beginning of the knife, Su Qinian's eyes showed a solemn look. This second knife is no longer the basic knife technique. Such a kind of knife technique artistic conception, some descriptions in Su Qinian's memory, seem to be based on his father. The famous Surging Wave Sword is very similar.

Stormy Waves Slashing Knife?

As soon as Su Qinian thought about it, he understood that this Li Qinghe really had an extraordinary talent. He turned a sword into a sword, and transformed his father's sword skills into his own sword. Although he only made the first cut, it was already It can be seen that the prototype of this saber technique is not just third-rate.

call!

In Su Qinian's hand, the green iron long knife was turned upside down, with the tip of the knife facing down. When he turned around, his whole temperament changed suddenly, as if an ancient tortoise woke up from a long slumber, broke free from the shackles on his body, and slammed into the oppression It's been a monster for many years.

Li Qinghe's pupils shrank suddenly, Su Qinian's knife pointed down, and he pushed it horizontally. In his eyes, it turned into the tortoise shell of a tortoise, branded with gossip and Kanli, and the wind and thunder filled the whole world in an instant.

clang!

With a loud noise, the blades of the two collided, and finally sparks were sparked. A large cloud of sparks burst out, and a gust of wind swept in all directions centered on the two of them. Weeds were flying all over the sky. It's clean, and the dust is gone.

pedal!pedal!pedal!

The next moment, the two stepped back ten steps at the same time, and stood six feet apart.

This knife is evenly divided.

"The essence of ecstasy, if I'm not wrong about your turtle and snake boxing, at least six styles are already escaping."

Li Qinghe's eyes became very serious and solemn, and he was also a little surprised. In just over a month, he has comprehended and practiced Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Art" to such a state, even he is ashamed, let alone the seven-style turtle. Snake boxing, many boxing moves involve Wudang Tai Chi's yin and yang principles.

"There is one last cut." Su Qinian said calmly.

"I just realized this sword not too long ago. I thought two swords would be enough, but now it seems that I have underestimated you. You haven't even been forced out of "Sword of Death". It's a false trip."

Up to now, Li Qinghe is fluent in speech, it is about martial arts and swordsmanship, his mind is like lightning, and he is more eloquent than Juren who has read poetry and books.

Su Qinian slowly clenched the handle of the knife, because at this time, Li Qinghe's body rose up with a depressive aura, even if it overflowed from his body, the spiritual power to grasp the void in all directions was also suppressed.

This breath is very familiar!

Rumble!

Li Qinghe made a saber strike, and for the third time, his whole aura became extremely fierce. This slash was like thunder in the air. If you carefully distinguish it, it was like a huge wave on the blue sea. The waves hit the shore and were deafening.

The pale knife light fell down, yes, it just fell down, the air was oppressed, and there was a crackling sound.

On the tip of the knife, the bloody aura flickered, barely reaching half an inch.

The strong wind blows against the face, like a sword cutting, the pain of scraping the bone, Su Qinian finally affirmed that this is nothing but the sharpness of the knife.

Dao of the sword is sharp!

Generally speaking, this is the true meaning of the weapon that only everyone in the weapon can comprehend, and it is a watershed for those who use weapons.

With one step of sharpness, you can pick up the stars, otherwise, just a few feet away, it will be like a mirror.

There was an unprecedented light in his eyes. Under such oppression, Su Qinian also developed a vigorous fighting spirit. When it came to the seven-form turtle-snake boxing, he adopted the method of exerting force and the principle of yin and yang in Taiji, which was only preliminary. Into the saber technique, I have not yet fully mastered it, and the previous two sabers have reached the limit.

hum!

The green iron long knife trembled at a high speed, and the air vibrated, forming fine folds. In an instant, Su Qinian's blood burst out, and he climbed to the extreme. The skin, tendons, bones, and marrow rang together. The internal organs and the five internal organs are also faintly induced, the heart and lungs are beating, and the breath is long and powerful.

Clang!

In the lightning flash, Su Qinian's long green iron knife pierced the air, the light of the knife was shining brightly, like a sun rising into the sky, like the master of light in the world, conquering the darkness, purifying evil spirits, on the tip of the knife, half an inch of red light was like the clouds. Smoke, turbulent waves, violent wind and showers are all cut off under this scorching and sharp knife light, the dark clouds melt like spring and white snow, the sun shines on the earth, and everything glows with vitality.

The flash of light seems to dispel the chill in the Qingyang Palace a lot. The bonfire in the palace rises, the flames are bright, and the dead wood is burning and crackling.

In front of Qingyang Hall.

Su Qinian put the knife back into its sheath and looked at Li Qinghe who was ten feet away. There was blood gurgling and dripping from the five-foot long white iron knife in his hand, but the blade was spotless and not stained with blood. It was obviously a broken blade.

And at the foot of Li Qinghe, two faint plow marks stretched forward for about three feet, which was a place that had been knocked back by three feet.

"You are not at the peak, and I am invincible."

Su Qinian said: "You can recuperate for a few days and choose another day to fight again."

Read the books of sages and sages, understand the truth and truth, Su Qinian has a gentleman's demeanor, he does not want to take advantage, and a gentleman wins people's hearts with openness and light.

Li Qinghe took a deep breath, but shook his head, and his tone became stiff again: "I went to the frontier with my father when I was ten years old, and killed many monsters. The blood and pain are more in line with my artistic conception of swordsmanship. This injury did not hurt me. Combat power, I lost."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and dragged the knife, and left straight away, as if he didn't want to talk to Su Qinian any more.

Seeing Li Qinghe's slightly staggered back, Su Qinian frowned first, then relaxed his brows, and after a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

The time of day has come again, and the sun is rising.

The orange-red sunlight stretched out for a long time, the bonfire in the Qingyang Palace was extinguished, and green smoke billowed up. Su Qinian opened his eyes, looked outside the Qingyang Palace, and a familiar figure gradually approached. (Sent at noon, I haven't written such a hearty martial arts competition for a long time, how can it be such a cool word, please recommend tickets, please collect.)

(End of this chapter)