The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 487 The last laugh

Jiang Yichen stretched out a claw and landed on Yi Wusheng's shoulder.

Should have taken advantage of the situation and directly attacked his throat, no matter how bad it was, he should have removed his shoulders and skulls.

However, he saw that the hand just paused briefly on the shoulder, and then retracted as if being pricked by a needle!

Immediately afterwards, Yi Wusheng jumped up, kicking Jiang Yichen's chest and face again and again with both feet, and kicked Jiang Yichen backwards for a distance of one foot with the last trick of collapsing the mountain kick.

Yi Wusheng's lightness kung fu is amazing, and his kicks are not bad, but with Jiang Yichen's ability, he can at least avoid seven or eight out of ten.

But during the whole process, Jiang Yichen was like an unconscious puppet, eating all the strength of Yi Wusheng's feet, and fell into a mess.

If it wasn't for the remaining willpower that supported him to raise his left hand and touch several vital points on his chest to dissolve some blood and seal some meridians, he might really die in a short time.

Yi Wusheng walked more than ten steps away slowly, bent down and picked up the folding fan submerged in the muddy water, gently wiped off the dirt on the fan with his sleeve, and before turning around, he turned to face Jiang Yichen again, The body trembled involuntarily.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yi Wusheng was laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha!"

Yi Wusheng was laughing wantonly, laughing until his whole body twitched, laughed until he couldn't stand upright, laughed so much that he couldn't even walk steadily.

The heavy rain messed up his long hair, and he no longer looked like a gentle scholar, but a drunkard laughing wildly and madly.

Yi Wusheng smiled and walked towards Jiang Yichen who was lying on the ground.

He didn't walk fast, deliberately imitating Jiang Yichen's gait walking towards him earlier, his smiling eyes were full of mockery.

"Didn't you think that you were smart, but you followed my will, obediently, and walked step by step into the hole I dug for you."

"Hehehe!"

"There are really few people in the world who can get close to me. If I didn't give you this opportunity, do you really think you can point a sword at me?"

"How does this bone-eroding soft beetle taste?"

"Of course, this thing is not specially prepared for you. The world is dangerous. I have self-knowledge and know where my weakness is, so I will always be on guard. It is only used to deal with your Tianshang Zhemei hand. It seems to be the most suitable But that's all."

"Hahaha! Hahaha..."

Seeing Jiang Yichen who was lying on the ground almost motionless, Yi Wusheng stopped his steps, stopped laughing, frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed in his expression, put away the fan he had spread out, and tapped it in his hand, looking around, Finding where the Tianhe sword fell, he walked up.

Instead of being as careful as when picking up a blade of grass, Yi Wusheng just picked up the Tianhe sword with two fingers, and then threw it straight at Jiang Yichen.

The Tianhe sword pierced into the ground obliquely, and splashed a lot of water on Jiang Yichen's face, but it was still difficult to see any movement.

But Yi Wusheng's eyes were so sharp. Seeing Jiang Yichen's weakly rising and falling chest, he knew that his breath was not exhausted, so he continued: "The poison simmering on the barb is bone erosion powder. I specially asked Wang Zhizhi to help prepare it. This poison is lethal." The nature is average, but it spreads very quickly, mainly to quickly paralyze the opponent. You know, as long as the opponent slows down by a tiny bit, it is enough to turn the tide of the battle at our level."

"Although I don't know what method you kid used, and I haven't heard of the Nether Sect's method of invulnerability from all poisons, but Yin Li has used so many poisons on you and failed to poison you. How can this poison you? Will it be too much?"

"Although you are hateful, you are quite to my liking. As long as you stand up after ten breaths, I will give you another chance to make a phone call, and I will leave you with a whole body, killing and burying you. That little girl and those I don't care about the guy's situation."

"But if you fail to stand up after ten breaths, I'll chop off your head right away, and I won't let that girl feel better."

Yi Wusheng was not talking to himself.

Jiang Yichen heard everything he said clearly.

Yi Wusheng is not alarmist either.

Jiang Yichen believed in Yi Wusheng's character, and he could indeed do what he said.

It's just that Jiang Yichen's mind is muddled, and his body is even more numb and disobedient. What can he do now?

After grabbing Yi Wusheng's shoulder with one hand, Jiang Yichen knew that he had been tricked.

However, before he could pay attention to the severe pain in his right hand full of holes, he noticed that the numbness started from the palm of his right hand and quickly spread to his body.

Before he could control the toxins in his body with the heart method of tapping acupuncture points and cutting off the pulse, Yi Wusheng kicked him to the ground, and the toxins of Caigusan also spread wildly in the process, and most of him The whole body lost consciousness in an instant.

No matter how weak the lethality is, it is relative after all. If only the paralysis of Xigu powder directly paralyzes the heart, brain, lungs and heart, then he will just faint and never wake up again.

"ten."

Hearing Yi Wusheng's counting sound, Jiang Yichen was stunned for a moment.

Because he heard the imperceptible urgency hidden in the voice.

"Nine."

Jiang Yichen didn't know whether to be angry or smile wryly, but it was not despair.

He could feel Yi Wusheng's intentions, first to make him hopeful, and then to make him completely desperate.

The enemy is too powerful, so powerful that he underestimated it.

Yi Wusheng is really too calculating, and has completely figured out him, he can manipulate him at will, but he has nothing to do.

But this enemy's temper is too weird, so weird that he is worried that he will play too much and lose his opponent, but he is still unfulfilled.

"Eight."

Is there any chance of him coming back?Jiang Yichen asked himself.

Except for his own thinking, everything else is out of his control.

He couldn't even take a deep breath.

Just as he was thinking this way, a gust of cold air mercilessly poured into his nose and mouth.

All of a sudden, he regained his breath, but he drank a mixture of rainwater, blood, and mud into his nose and mouth, and the fishy smell stuck in his throat, making him nauseous.

"seven."

"Cough! Cough cough..."

Jiang Yichen coughed violently and coughed up a lot of turbid matter, but apart from his body shaking a few times, there was no movement.

Seeing this, Yi Wusheng was stunned for a while, his brows furrowed deeper, ten breaths of time had passed, but he just continued dully: "Six."

Jiang Yichen couldn't move his body, but his mind seemed to be baptized by heaven and earth.

He once again felt the so-called natural force of heaven and earth, which was related to the mud that had not yet been cleared from his mouth.

Although it was a bit unbelievable, he was sure that this feeling was exactly the same as when he faced Yun Xiaobai's sword last time.

Not in front of the wooden house in Yin Yang Valley, but on the lawn of Longyuan Gorge, under Yun Xiaobai's broken mountains and rivers.

At that time, Jiang Yichen entered the indescribable ethereal and illusory realm, glimpsed a trace of the method of "Sitting and forgetting the mind without phase", and was able to save the day.

This time, he had already been figured out by Yi Wusheng. If he had any other cards to turn the tables, then it was indeed only this book of exercises that was so obscure that he hadn't been able to practice it yet.

"Sit and forget first, then become formless. Forget the boundary between things and me, reach the state of no self, no merit, and no name, swim in the infinite without anything to rely on, this is called formless..."

From the day when he regarded himself as a member of the Wuxiang Sect and determined to avenge the Wuxiang Sect, Jiang Yichen began to practice this blood-stained method. Familiar with it by heart, at this moment, his thoughts are flying, and the words in hundreds of lines of exercises flashed clearly in his mind one by one.

At this moment, Jiang Yichen seemed to have a new understanding of the words "Zuo Wang" and "No Phase".

Sitting and forgetting is for self-forgetfulness, phaselessness is for non-self, and self-forgetfulness without self is nature.

He can't perceive the existence of his own body now, only his mind remains, and he easily forgets himself, and his mind naturally blends with nature.

In his world, Yi Wusheng has disappeared, and he is no longer blind, to be precise, he is no longer himself.

What he saw was the sky above the Valley of Yin and Yang, the rain falling from the sky, and the land where the rain fell, but he did not exist on the land.

just then what?

Jiang Yichen seemed to be questioning the world, but his voice drifted away and back again. It turned out that he could only ask and answer by himself.

But he soon had an echo in his heart.

That voice is very immature, it is the dialogue of two children, the voice is very far away, from a long time ago.

That was what he overheard when he had not left Xishan Island, the argument between Hutou and Huniu.

Tiger head said: "That's mine!"

Huniu said, "What's yours is mine!"

Tiger head said: "Then what about yours?"

Huniu said: "Of course mine is still mine, just a little bit!"

What's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine.

Jiang Yichen suddenly realized.

If he forgets himself and is in harmony with the world, then he is the world, the world is his, what belongs to him is his, what is natural in the world can also be his!

The natural force of heaven and earth can also be used by him?

This is not a matter of thought, the world is so vast, and people are as small as ants, how can one's own will control the world?

There is still a key missing, a key to communicate with nature, the power of heaven and earth will not be used by anyone, but since it is in harmony with heaven and earth, with that key, part of the power of heaven and earth can be borrowed.

Where is this key?

Jiang Yichen questioned himself again.

"Perhaps in the distant past, warriors or should be said to be practitioners in the rivers and lakes, the practice of kung fu was not as difficult as ours. Many people had inexhaustible internal energy, and they could easily communicate with each other. The power of heaven and earth is based on the norm of 'killing one person in a thousand miles, but unwilling to do it in ten steps'."

"But now, controlling the sword with qi is really low-end, just like the fourteenth sword, you need to forcibly dissipate a piece of internal energy to borrow the power of heaven and earth to control the flying sword and fight with you for less than half a cup of tea. This move, It's unwise."

"If you really have that courage, wouldn't it be more lethal to use the power of heaven and earth as a sword?"

This was a comment made by Leng Mei when he and Leng Mei talked about Jian Shisi's miraculous method of controlling the sword with qi a few days ago.

Jiang Yichen seemed to have glimpsed the way of heaven.

How does Sword Fourteen communicate the power of heaven and earth?

Inner breath is the key!

"one."

Yi Wusheng finally counted to one.

And Jiang Yichen stood up without disappointing him.

"Very good." Yi Wusheng praised, "Take up the sword, I will give you one last chance."

Yi Wusheng smiled Cen Cen, completely unaware that Jiang Yichen couldn't hear any outside voices, and was still completely immersed in his thinking world.

Not so much.Jiang Yichen thought.

He was trying to communicate with the power of heaven and earth. He vaguely felt that he had reached some kind of contract with heaven and earth, but it was still a little bit short, that is, he couldn't fully control the power of heaven and earth.

How to do?

This time, no other voices rang in his mind, but he recalled Leng Mei's words.

Forcibly disperse.

Internal strength training is not about filling a bowl of rice with a glass of water. If you don’t want to eat or are not used to drinking, just pour it out.

The exercises have already merged with the limbs and bones, and some changes are even more irreversible. They will not cease to exist due to the dispersal of exercises. If you want to pick a more appropriate metaphor, it is a sword inlaid with gold. You have to remove the layer of gold. Can it be re-sharpened?

In addition to the part that can be taken and used normally, the internal energy melted into the dantian acupoints when practicing internal energy has a surplus, and this surplus accounts for at least [-]% of the internal energy that can be stored in the entire set of exercises.

[-]%.

With this [-]%, he can also be like Sword Fourteen, the power of heaven and earth can be used by me?

"San Gong is a gradual process. Half a day is appropriate. An hour is always needed. Forced San Gong will do a lot of damage to the dantian meridian. If it is not maintained in time, the root cause of the disease will be established. When practicing new internal energy in the future, it is not a big deal to go crazy. , Injuries are fundamental and life-threatening."

This was what he could always hear when he hadn't practiced inner strength, the lectures or warnings from the adults in the village to other friends.

Jiang Yichen's dantian was already damaged, otherwise he wouldn't have been unable to practice inner strength for so many years.

The current "false dantian" is shaped by frost and snow.

damaged?What is there to be afraid of.

As for his meridian, it has been expanded by Daoist Xu Chen, and with the secret help of Xuan Xiao, it must have been different from ordinary people, so it is really hard to have much damage.

I have a plan.

Jiang Yichen held onto the hilt of the Tianhe sword.

Yi Wusheng's smile gradually became stronger, and he was extremely satisfied with Jiang Yichen's performance.

Seeing Jiang Yichen holding the earth with his left hand and the sky with his right.

Seeing Jiang Yichen come stabbing the sword, the sword is like a shooting star, although it is dazzling, it is so monotonous, nothing new, and no threat.

Seeing Jiang Yichen's sword arrive.

Without accident, the blade of the Tianhe Sword hit the fan without a blade of grass, unable to advance an inch.

Yi Wusheng suddenly felt dull, and said expressionlessly: "Then, you can go to die."

Yi Wusheng was about to swing his fan to open the Tianhe Sword, but he was shocked to find that his whole body was frozen stiff by the cold.

And the raindrops in front of him that should have fallen from the sky and hit the ground no longer fell, but were gathered and elongated, turning into swords.

What the sword pointed at was between his brows, his face, his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and of course his body and limbs.

The chill on his body came from the sword edge condensed by the rain.

Just now, he only noticed Jiang Yichen's stabbing sword, but he missed that there was an unnatural tremor between the world behind Jiang Yichen.

He didn't feel any pain yet, maybe it was because of the numbness from the cold, or the blades weren't sharp enough.

But gradually, he found that a sword had pierced his eyebrows, cut his face, and pierced his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. In addition to his chest, abdomen, shoulders and arms, there were soft armors for self-defense. In addition to being able to block these cold and sharp sword edges, his head, limbs and lower body have already been pierced by sword edges made of frost!

Just like Jiang Yichen's right hand that was riddled with holes by a soft armor!

Yi Wusheng lost his breath, and he died a miserable death, being pierced into a hedgehog by a series of ice and rain swords.

He died a terrible death, because all this happened so unexpectedly.

The rain died down.

Jiang Yichen sat cross-legged, he had just touched the introductory method of "Sit Without Phase and Forget the Mind", and the dissipated skills still have remnants, so they should not be wasted.

Unexpectedly, there were footsteps in the rain at this moment.

Apart from the sound of footsteps, there was no silver bell that he had been familiar with for the past two days.

Fortunately, someone came and spoke, and the voice was familiar to him.

"I heard his laughter." The visitor explained, seemingly exhausted, but his voice was very relaxed.

Jiang Yichen smiled comfortably: "Yes, but he didn't have the last laugh."

　Well, let’s get rid of one chapter, and I will feel uncomfortable when I divide it into chapters.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)