The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 574: Murderous intent bursts out, the sword cuts ruthlessly

Zhao Tong raised his eyebrows and looked at Tsinghua University: "What are the Seven Swords of Tianshan and the Seven Sons of the Divine Bird of Prey?"

Qinghua's face turned pale and he whispered: "They are the senior brothers of the previous generation of masters. Seven of them all use swords and have superb swordsmanship. They are nicknamed the Seven Swords of Tianshan. Because the seven of them often travel together in the world, they are also called For the Seven Sons of the Divine Bird of Prey.”

"They all use swords..." Zhao Tong glanced at the seven people suspiciously, and the seven people were also looking at him, all of them looking at him unkindly.

"Which level?" he asked.

"Three of them are half-step grand masters, and four of them are grand masters."

"Oh..." Zhao Tong nodded: "My martial arts skills are good. Since I use a sword, my swordsmanship must be very high."

"Not only are they highly skilled in swordsmanship, but the seven uncles and uncles are also good at sword formations. The Tiangang Beidou Seven Stars Sword Formation passed down from the sect is extremely powerful, and the seven uncles and uncles are the best at using it together."

"Is it very powerful?" Zhao Tong frowned.

"Very, very powerful..." Tsinghua Qiqi Ai Ai said: "The seven martial uncles themselves have superb martial arts skills, and combined with the sword formation, they will reach the level of Grand Master, and they are not the first time!"

"The combat power of a grand master is not that of a newbie..." Zhao Tao touched his chin. The three twins in white before had only approached the grand master when they joined hands, but the Seven Swords of Tianshan used a sword formation. , can directly reach the Grand Master, these are two completely different concepts.

Qinghua added: "Especially Grandmaster Bo Ao Long Jian Wei Mang Feng, who has been half-stepping into Grand Master for many years. I am afraid he will soon be promoted to Grand Master level."

It is not a famous sword, so even if the Qiushui Changtian Sword is stronger than the Seven Kou, its strength must be limited. Once it is faced with each other, wear and tear is inevitable. With a pair of seven, it is hard to say whether it will be broken. If it is really damaged, , I’m afraid the traitor is not going to cry.

"Yes, that's right..." Qinghua added: "The weapons in the hands of the seven uncles and uncles are all swords. They cut iron like mud and blow hair with sharp blades. They are rare in the world. The name of the Seven Swords of Tianshan is also related to this. .”

But no matter how powerful it is, it can't change the fact that the gun body is made of wood, and it can still be used with ordinary swords. After the user's strength and martial arts are blessed, the gun body and gun shaft will not be easily destroyed, but it will not be possible when encountering a treasure, unless the user's martial arts crush Overwhelm the opponent too much, otherwise the gun barrel will be cut off by Baobing.

It was said before that the master didn't even have a precious spear, and only used a wooden pole to show his disgrace. Now it seemed not only that, but also like the battle in front of him, the opponent's weapons could cut off the spear, which would even be dangerous.

The red tassel gun is tall and flexible, the tip of the gun is shining with cold light, and the red spikes are like blood, fluttering in the wind, and it looks very powerful and sharp.

"Yes, they are indeed precious swords, cutting iron like clay..." Qinghua said: "Except for Uncle Wei's Soaring Dragon Sword, the remaining six are Feiwen Sword, Soul-Saving Sword, Green Wood Sword, and Zhanxing Sword. , Tianbao Sword, and Mingyan Sword are all treasures that are difficult to defeat with ordinary weapons."

"They are all swords? Are they cutting iron like clay?" Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this and looked at the red tassel gun in his hand.

Zhao Tong shook his head: "Grandmaster is not achieved by accumulating years. Aren't these people originally on the mountain?"

The Seven Swords of Tianshan are all extraordinary in martial arts, especially when there are three half-step grand masters. The combination of the sword formation is the existence of a grand master. Zhao Tong does not dare to say that he can directly crush the opponent, just three moves and two moves. It fell off, so I feel that the red tassel gun in my hand is a bit difficult to use.

Getting close is one thing, but reaching it directly is another. They are completely different, and their combat power is not on the same level at all.

"Master, why don't you use my disciple's Qiushui Changtian Sword!" Yuan Ying heard the conversation between the two and looked at Zhao Tong's expression and knew what he was worried about.

If they hit each other, the gun barrel would be broken if it was cut into eighteen pieces. The opponent had seven swords, and it would not be enough to cut them in half. With so many swords, even if the gun barrel was chopped into pieces, it would be possible.

It's nothing to be embarrassed, but when a master uses a move, he misses a thousand miles. At the critical moment of using the move, "Click, click, click" and the gun barrel is cut off, so what's going on? You might be in danger right away!

In his previous battle with Li Huangzhu, after using the "Beautiful Shot", the barrel of the gun was cut off by Li Huangzhu, but the remaining half was still capable of fighting back, but when it became eighteen pieces, there was nothing left.

"Scrap it, just scrap it. It's better than putting Master in danger!" Yuan Ying handed the sword to Zhao Tong: "Master, take it quickly. With this sword by your side, it is more powerful than a wooden gun."

Zhao Tie glanced at Yuan Ying and squinted at the Qiushui Changtian Sword in her hand. Although this sword was also a sword, it was the same as the ones Tsinghua just mentioned. It was indeed sharp, but it was not as rare as in ancient times. A famous sword made of materials.

"Ordinary weapons are difficult to defeat..." Zhao Tong took a breath and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I wasn't here originally. I have been away for ten years. I don't know when I will come back..." Tsinghua said in a low voice.

"It seems that Tantai Changye has come back to find them, hiding here, waiting to deal with me!" Zhao Tao sneered: "What a waiter, waiting for work!"

He said calmly: "With the seven swords facing you, if you face them this time, even if you win, I'm afraid you won't be able to use them again in the future, and they will be completely useless."

Zhao Tong shook his head. If it weren't for the uneven ground on the cliff and the rat-proof weapon, just ask someone to shoot random arrows at them. However, the opponent was a half-step master, so even random shooting would have little effect. They would probably rush up and kill into the crowd. I am afraid that there are still soldiers under his command who will suffer more losses, and in the end we will have to fight with them in close combat.

Seeing Zhao Tong shaking his head, Yuan Ying couldn't help but feel anxious and put the hilt of the sword into his hand: "Master, master, why don't you take it?"

Zhao Tong sighed: "I don't know how to swordsmanship, and I don't have the talent to practice swordsmanship. What's the use of holding a sword!"

Yuan Ying said: "Master, you are a half-step grandmaster, and all weapons should be 50% proficient. As the saying goes, you have never eaten fat pork, and you have never seen a fat pig running. How can you not know it at all? "

Zhao Tong's face turned dark when he heard this. What kind of bastard metaphor was this? The disciple deserved to be slapped for speaking so openly, but seeing as how she cared about her master, let her be spared this time.

"I'd better not take it as a master. If the sword is damaged, you will have no weapons to use." Zhao Tong said.

"But Master..."

"Ahem, it's okay, my master... Before my master came out from Xingzhou, I brought a sword with me." Zhao Tong coughed slightly and said.

Yuan Ying: "?"

"Master, what are you talking about?" Yuan Ying felt that her brain was a bit lacking. Didn't Master Dog say that he didn't know how to swordsmanship and had no talent? He never talks about swords or touches swords on weekdays, and he was not allowed to learn swordsmanship before. So why did he bring a sword with him when he came from Xingzhou? Something is wrong, this is very wrong!

"I said I came out with a sword." Zhao Tong said slowly: "It's just a sword, no need to make a fuss!"

"Wearing a sword?" Yuan Ying looked at Master Dog up and down, left and right, and saw that there was no shadow of a sword anywhere on his back and waist. Where was the sword?

"Master, where is your sword? I want to see it."

Zhao Tong said: "What's there to see? It's just the oral sword." "Master, show me." Yuan Ying blinked: "If an ordinary sword is of no use, I'd better use my disciple's Qiushui Changtian Sword. Bar."

"Well..." Zhao Tong said calmly: "This sword is enough for me as a teacher."

Enough? Yuan Ying's eyes widened when she heard this. What does "enough" mean?

"Master, master, show me to your disciple. Only after he sees it will he feel at ease!"

Zhao Tong was really helpless and raised his hand slightly with an expressionless face. He saw a cold light flash in his sleeve, and Moye Sword spit out a third of its blade.

The sword was narrow and cool, and as soon as it came out of the cuffs, cold air hit the face. The simple lines on the top showed its grandeur, and it was beautiful, but full of murderous intent, as if even light could hurt people.

"Ah? Master! This..." Yuan Ying's eyes suddenly went straight. Even if he didn't study too much about the origins of various famous swords, he could tell at a glance that this was an ancient sword, and an ancient sword with such a shape and appearance, I'm afraid it's not a famous sword, right?

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Tong waved his big sleeves and felt that it was almost done. The traitor's eyes were a little red and he couldn't leave his own sleeves. He laughed loudly: "The sword should be enough, but I don't know how to swordsmanship." ah!"

"Master, I, I will..." Yuan Ying said hurriedly.

"You..." Zhao Tong looked at her and asked, "Can you do it?" Are you afraid that you don’t know how to play wild ball boxing? No, it’s a wild ball sword, right?

Without saying a word, he walked forward with a smile on his lips.

"Master, be careful..." the traitor chased after him.

Zhao Tong nodded slightly and saw that the Seven Swords of Tianshan Mountain had already formed a formation in front of Siguo Cave. It was indeed a small sword formation, and the position was similar to the shape of the Big Dipper.

The South Dipper controls life, the North Dipper controls death, and the Beidou has murderous intentions, and the murderous intentions are not counted. If you want to enter the Siguo Cave, you must first pass through this sword formation.

Zhao Tong looked at the seven people. At this moment, they all had swords in their hands. The light was shining. Sure enough, they were all swords. It looked like a good thing with a sharp blade.

He stepped forward, and the Tiangang Big Dipper Sword Formation on the opposite side also started to rotate and moved towards him, looking like it was about to crush him in the formation.

At this time, it was already half dark, and the sun was moving from south to west. There were large shadows cast on the cliffs, and the sunlight came and went.

Zhao Tong looked at the front of the formation, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his feet slipped, and the night clothes floated up, and he entered the shadows for an instant, but then jumped to a place with light, and moved again and entered the shadows. In an instant, everyone was I can't see him anymore.

The expressions of the seven people in the sword array suddenly changed. Holding the Soaring Dragon Sword in their hands, Wei Mangfeng, who was the eye of the array, immediately shouted: "Everyone, be careful, this Song thief is suspected of being in the realm of a grand master!"

Grandmaster realm!

Like a heavy hammer, it struck into the hearts of six other people.

The Grand Master is considered the pinnacle of martial arts in this world. Although there seems to be a realm vaguely above, it is elusive and unattainable. Without a great opportunity, no one can completely take that step. It is no longer about hard work or not. It has nothing to do with diligence or not, and it has little to do with talent. If you can reach the realm of a great master, how can you tell the difference in talent? They are all one in a million, one in a hundred thousand, or even one in a million.

At this time, we only look at fate, only at heaven, earth, and people, and only at how we arrange our own arrangements, so that we can seize a glimmer of opportunity and achieve success in the midst of uncertainty.

The seven of them, three half-step grandmasters and four grandmasters, combined into a swordsmanship killing formation, are equal to the combat power of one grandmaster, but the opponent himself is a grandmaster!

The pressure on the six people increased sharply, and Wei Mangfeng shouted again: "Everyone, pay attention, the Song thief's body skills are rare in the world, Tianshu Tianxuan moves out of position, Tianji Yuheng moves out of position, Kaiyang Yaoguang moves out of shock Bit, strangle!"

Normally speaking, sword formations have advantages and disadvantages when facing similar opponents. The advantage is that there are more people, more pairs of fists, more weapons, and more weapons. Even if the realm is the same, the lethality of the cooperation will be greatly increased.

The disadvantage lies in the combination of so many people. Although they can cooperate with each other to improve their combat power, they are not one body after all. They are not one person with one eye, one hand and one thought. The combat power has indeed improved, but it is difficult to achieve a seamless and integrated whole.

Once one person in the sword formation is defeated, the others are pulled by the formation and can only fight to the end without being able to escape. Everyone will be prosperous and suffer losses, unlike when a few people are besieged and one falls, the situation is not good for the rest. Escape, there is always a chance.

But overall, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. After all, if you don't form a formation, your combat power will not reach a certain level. If you don't have the power to fight, what's the point of siege? Wouldn't it be better to just run away?

At this time, the sword array was turning. Although the seven people already knew that Zhao Tong had entered the array, his movement skills were too fast. Determine exactly where.

But after all, the sword formation is not one person, but seven. Seven pairs of eyes stare closely, and traces can always be found. Wei Mangfeng directs from it, the sword formation is activated, and the seven swords follow the traces and attack Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong has been in the formation for more than ten breaths, and he is probably familiar with the operation method of this sword formation. He does have the combat power of a great master, but it is difficult to pose any big threat to him. On the one hand, his realm is also here, and on the other hand, his speed It was too fast. If the opponent wanted to kill him with seven swords, he had to be able to lock him down, but it was obviously difficult for the opponent to do this.

As he stepped into the light, his figure was half revealed, and three swords immediately struck him. He turned around and disappeared into the shadows again, and the three swords immediately failed.

But then four more swords stirred into the shadows. Zhao Tong's figure swayed and he stepped into the light again. Mo Xie's light flashed in his hand, and the three previous swords were pushed away.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of breaths passed, and Zhao Tong and Qijian fought for more than ten rounds in the sword formation, and they were always divided at the touch of a finger, with more testing than competition.

Yuan Ying outside was dumbfounded at this moment. This was the first time she had seen Zhao Tong use a sword, but this dog master didn't know how to use a sword as he said. It looked like he could use it quite smoothly, and he was very good at it. The method is fast, and the sword speed is also fast. It is like a ball of white light in a trance, which is very refreshing. It is better than using a big gun.

Yuan Ying's eyes widened and she said quietly: "Master... said he doesn't know swordsmanship?!"

At this moment, a long roar was heard from Wei Mangfeng, and the formation immediately tightened. All seven people moved to the middle, and the seven swords were divided into three, three, two, and two, rotating like a windmill.

After the formation shrinks, the seven swords close together and strangle directly to the middle. At this time, the people trapped in the formation are infinitely weakened by the oppression and combat power. Even if their abilities are about the same, they still have to be on the spot with hatred. This is the unique skill of this formation, called Seven Stars Killing Life. .

Just look at the sword light rolling, and it was so tight that there was no space left in the formation. Suddenly, a long roar came out, and then as if the star of enlightenment appeared, a sword light was bright, and the light overwhelmed the Big Dipper.

"嘡啷啷", "嗖嗖喖喖喖喖嗖"!

I saw the silver light flashing and flying directly out of the formation. All seven swords were released. As if they knew the direction, they all flew up and landed at Yuan Ying's feet. Yuan Ying was dumbfounded.

Then he looked at the Seven Swords of Tianshan Mountain. The faces of the seven people were stagnant, and they all looked like they didn't believe it. After a few breaths, they all fell to the ground with a "plop". A blood line on their necks became longer and longer, and finally blood spurted out. Splash out, as bright as a flower...

Zhao Tong stood in the middle of the ground, holding Moye in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

He used the fatal thirteenth sword, and saw the thirteenth sword again!

(End of this chapter)