One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 92 Kendo Xiaocheng
In the park, there was a flash of knife light like a thunderbolt, and it bloomed and withered in an instant like a short-lived flower, and the most brilliant colors erupted in every square inch.

Feitian Yujianliu, divinely drawn sword and slash.

Different from the previous lame slash, this time Hu Xiuwu's slash was worthy of the name of speed.

But this trick alone is not enough to deal with Tu Junfang. Tu Junfang's three corpses turned him into a black swamp, and a solid wall rose from the swamp, blocking the bamboo scabbard sword.

In the end, this swiftly drawn sword cut only left a deep knife mark on this black wall.

Hu Xiuwu knew for a long time that Tu Junfang would not be defeated so easily. He just wanted to use the speed of drawing his sword to deceive him within five steps of Tu Junfang.

Within five steps of approaching Tu Junfang, Hu Xiuwu rose into the air, bent his entire body into a crescent moon, gathered the strength and falling momentum of his entire body on the sword front, and slashed head-on to Tu Junfang.

Feitian Yujianliu·Dragon Hammer Flash
Tu Junfang stepped back, dodged the powerful slash, and then waved his hand to counterattack. The three corpses smashed to the ground like lead and mercury and exploded into blooming flowers, which quickly condensed into a wild python behind Hu Xiuwu.

The mad python opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Hu Xiuwu's back.

Hu Xiuwu volleyed and twisted his waist, like a tornado whirlwind, and like a flying swallow returning to the nest, the whole person turned into a sword-blade storm, and chopped the giant snake behind him into several pieces.

Feitian Royal Sword Stream Tornado Flash
As soon as he landed, before he could stand still, Hu Xiuwu rushed forward, holding the knife in both hands. People look sideways.

The blade passed in front of Tu Junfang's eyes, as if the silver clouds flowing backwards from the ground took away a few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead.

Hu Xiuwu's several attacks failed to cause damage to Tu Junfang. He raised the three corpses again, and used this to use his sword moves that he was not very skilled at.

Tang bamboo, cassock cut, reverse cassock, left pheasant, right pheasant, left cut up, right cut up, headwind, thrust.

Feitian Yujianliu Nine-headed Dragon Flash,
The sword in Hu Xiuwu's hand turned into nine blood-colored sword shadows, like a nine-headed consort in the Bibo Lake, who speaks wickedly and looks wickedly.

With a shout, the sky vibrated, like a crane flying through Jiuchen.

As Hu Xiuwu's trump card, the nine-headed dragon flash still caused a little trouble for Tu Junfang.

The three corpses that were chopped into several pieces by Hu Xiuwu turned into a swarm and quickly returned to Tu Jun's house, turning into a thick black barrier, trying to block Hu Xiuwu's move.

But the black screen was torn apart by the nine-headed dragon in an instant, but there was no figure of Tu Junfang behind the barrier, and Hu Xiuwu immediately became alert.

Suddenly, Tu Junfang moved behind Hu Xiuwu like a ghost, waved his palm out, and went straight to Hu Xiuwu's back.

He came too hastily, too fiercely, and Hu Xiuwu had no time to escape, so he could only do his best to activate his golden light spell, and the golden light condensed into a pair of armor to protect him.

Boom! !

When Tu Junfang hit him, a passionate bell rang out, and the golden armor on Hu Xiuwu exploded like a fire tree and silver flower.

Seeing that Tu Junfang was still unrelenting, Hu Xiuwu had no choice but to spit out his anger.

As soon as the Tousi fire came out, Tu Junfang stopped his movements, and instead reached out to reach the Tousi fire swaying in the wind.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hu Xiuwu stepped back, opened the distance from Tu Junfang, retracted the knife, and let out a long sigh of relief. shortcomings.

The art of swordsmanship really cannot be done behind closed doors. Only by fighting against others, comprehending one's own gains and losses between life and death, and stimulating one's potential between life and death, is the fastest way to cultivate the swordsmanship.

In addition to the most powerful and profound meaning of Tian Xiang Long Shan, Fei Tian Yu Jian Liu has mastered all other sword moves, thanks to Tu Junfang helping him feed him.

This is already the 12th time Hu Xiuwu No. has played against Tu Junfang, and half a year has passed since Xue Liyang went to Hu's house for the first time.

In the past six months, Tu Junfang would come to see Hu Xiuwu every half a month, and Hu Xiuwu also came to make an appointment every time, but he kept this from Hu Bayi and didn't let him know.

Fornicating with the whole sex is still not accepted by most aliens, after all, the whole sex has a good reputation.

Every time after meeting with Tu Junfang, Hu Xiuwu wouldn't talk nonsense, he just picked up the Wu Bamboo Scabbard Royal Staff Sword and slashed at Tu Junfang.

Only when he was about to be defeated by Tu Junfang with the sword technique alone, Hu Xiuwu would use the Wind Fire Order to release the Tusita Fire, and after Tu Junfang was contaminated with the Tusita Fire, he would stop his attack and leave silently. .

Then he would burrow into the deep mountains, stay away from the world, for several days, drink dew, eat wild fruits, day and night, participate in fire and realize the Tao.

Tu Junfang needs Tusita Fire to make up for the shortcomings of his own practice, but he wants to make Tusita Fire burn on his body to a moderate extent.

Let the Tussara fire not be extinguished due to the lack of firewood, but the fire should not be so violent that it is difficult for Tu Junfang to study.

But to maintain this state for a long time would be too labor-intensive, even with the power of Tu Junfang, it could only last for seven days.

Once more than seven days have passed, he will disperse the fire on his own, otherwise only he will fall into a coma due to excessive mental exhaustion.

But it is not something that can be done in a short period of time. He can only come to Hu Xiuwu again and again after the rest to try the method.

There was a strange tacit understanding between the two. Tu Junfang knew that Hu Xiuwu used him as a sharpening stone to hone his knife skills. As long as Hu Xiuwu could meet his needs, he didn't care about such trivial matters.

During this period of time, Tu Junfang became more and more emaciated and haggard, while Hu Xiuwu's stature became more and more tall and straight, his eyes flickered, he was full of energy, and he also had a hint of a sword attacking the world on his body.

It made Hu Xiuwu seem like a devil, extracting everything from Tu Junfang.

But don't despise Tu Junfang because of this, he is still a holistic person in the final analysis.

Tu Junfang would not keep his hands with Hu Xiuwu every time. Instead, he would shoot with the purpose of killing Hu Xiuwu. After all, Hu Xiuwu, who could not help him improve his exercises, was useless.

But when Hu Xiuwu released Tusitahuo, he would also simply withdraw.

From beginning to end, all he cares about is his own way.

In the first few discussions, Hu Xiuwu basically lost in a few moves. After all, this is a full-fledged old man who can play against the Tang Sect Sect Master without losing the wind.

If it wasn't for what Tu Junfang wanted, how could Hu Xiuwu be qualified to use him as a sharpening stone.

Hu Xiuwu was still appreciating today's gains in situ, and from time to time he was waving his sword moves according to the thoughts in his heart.

When Hu Xiuwu was ready to go home with satisfaction, he found that Tu Junfang was uncharacteristically this time, and did not leave first, but stood quietly waiting for Hu Xiuwu.

Hu Xiuwu calmly touched the handle of the knife with his right hand and said:
"What, is Daoist interested in hanging out with me under the moon today?"

Tu Junfang shook his head and said, "This is probably the last time I will come to you. After this time, I will retreat into seclusion and start to improve the current mentality of the Three Demons."

Hu Xiuwu raised his eyebrows: "Oh, fellow Daoist, are you saying goodbye to me?"

His tone was a little frivolous, because he knew that Tu Junfang was by no means such a sentimental person, and he and Tu Junfang did not have such a deep friendship.

If it were a different place and a different time, Tu Junfang and Hu Xiuwu would definitely have a real life-and-death fight.

Tu Junfang shook his head again: "I don't have the time to spare, I just want to invite you."

Hu Xiuwu was a little puzzled: "Invite me?"

"Correct."

Tu Junfang stretched out his hand to Hu Xiuwu: "I want to invite you to join Quanxing."

(End of this chapter)