Lord of Time!

Chapter 121 The Picture of Poor Dagger Appears, Backstab and Counterattack
Chen Ping returned the big sword in his hand to Han Xiaoru.

How about this sword?

It should be heavier.

But it doesn't really work well.

After all, from the very beginning of his sword practice, he used a standard long sword... No matter how perfect the Qingfeng Wuying Sword is practiced, it is also a sword technique that pursues speed and skill.

With this big sword as thick as a palm, the strength is great, and my speed is undoubtedly limited a little.

When dealing with Tong Biao, killing her directly with simple quickness and force can be regarded as giving her a sigh of relief with Han Xiaoru's sword.

However, it is a bit inconvenient to deal with Wusheng Sword Slave Sword Old Man.

"Let's do it, you don't need to put on the air of the Seven Star Sword, use your lifeless sword intent.

Let me see, how much sword intent can the sword slave of Wanjian Villa, who has been a dog for the barbarians, use? "

Chen Ping drew his sword out of its sheath, and stood quietly in the martial arts arena, his aura was calm, his face was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"I don't know what you're talking about? Young man, don't think that you can conquer the world with great strength and speed. Swords are not so useful."

Although the "Eighteen Disciples Hidden Sword" on the opposite side said they didn't know at this time, they were locked on by a faint murderous intent, and used their original old voice for no reason.

The air in the body flows through the eight extraordinary meridians, and the light around the body is distorted...

Looking from a distance, people can faintly hear ghosts crying and howling wolves.

I just felt a coldness crept into my heart, and felt that this world is filthy, and everyone in the world can be killed.

"Quickly step back, it's really Wusheng sword intent, this person has comprehended at least [-]% of the sword intent, can't he be innate?"

"I'm the sword slave of Wanjian Villa. I heard that he is still one step away from breaking through the innate. However, he has already reached the perfection of Wusheng swordsmanship one step ahead. Basically, he can be regarded as an innate master."

"Changkong Martial Arts is a scam. Inviting such an old guy to pretend to be a disciple is completely tearing up his face. Are you going to be shameless?"

"Don't you even look at how powerful that little brother Chen is, if you don't invite a famous master out of the rivers and lakes, can you beat him?
Changkong Martial Arts may not have planned to use these crooked moves at first, but they were forced to the top and had to take this step. They didn't want to lose. "

"Combining with the masters of the barbarians and plotting against the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall...not good, it seems that something big will happen in today's martial arts competition, so let's go."

Some shrewd ones already secretly want to oil the soles of their feet at this time.

With the current situation in Xingqing Mansion, it is not surprising that anyone colludes with the barbarians.

However, I haven't seen anyone who shows that the chariots and horses are on the side of the barbarians.

After all, the situation in the north is complicated. Although the army of the Northern Zhou Dynasty had the upper hand and captured many cities, Dali lost even the battle, and it was like a candle in the wind...

However, among the rebel armies everywhere, there are still a few big forces that are desperately resisting...

Until the last moment, no one knows whether the Northern Zhou Hu people will have the last laugh.

Although some people stood in line to place bets early, this matter is ultimately a disgraceful matter, and it cannot gain a righteous reputation.

Once exposed, being poked in the back of the spine is almost certain.

Now that Changkong Martial Arts no longer conceals the fact that they have taken refuge in the barbarians of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, would they have planned to wipe out all the Jianghu people who came here today to watch the fun?
The gentleman does not stand under the wall.

Walk as long as you can.

Before the people from all over the world who watched and witnessed completely retreated, the "Eighteen Disciples in Gray Clothes" on the field no longer concealed it.

He held his sword up to his eyebrows, and there was no fancy posture. The edge of the sword swung slightly, and he stepped forward. With a single point of the sword, he had already pierced Chen Ping's chest.

When it was just shot, it was still unremarkable.

Halfway through the sword, the surrounding air boiled, and the whistling and whistling sound was already deafening and confusing...

Visible to the naked eye, the air was absorbed on the tip of the sword like a turbulent flow.

It was clearly a bright and clear sky, but as the sword pointed, it seemed to have turned into a deep night.

This is an illusion.

Last time, Chen Ping received a sword in the secluded mountain.

However, at that time, the opponent only rushed out the sword, and he also hastily blocked it, and he didn't fully understand the mystery of the sword.

Looking at it now, it seemed that it was reasonable for the other party to be able to gain a reputation greater than ordinary innate masters with a mere top-notch peak level of cultivation.

He even felt that apart from his cultivation base and the quality of his internal energy, Old Sword's inanimate sword attack was no worse than when he faced the black soul back then.

To confuse the mind and the gods, to kill the soul and kill the soul.

There is no life under the sword.

Every sword technique that has reached a perfect level cannot be underestimated.

No wonder, the last time I fought a battle, with my strong physique, I had to suffer from my injuries for three full days before I could completely expel the lingering energy in the sword.

"Unfortunately, the me I am now is not the me I was yesterday."

Not only did Chen Ping not retreat, but even a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Under the gloomy and lifeless sword light, it looked extraordinarily strange.

Then, everyone was surprised to see that the old sword man who was no longer pretending, where the sword light pierced, the sword energy burst out, only a slight cracking sound, and there was no real feeling of the sword's edge piercing the flesh.

Chen Ping stood there clearly, but it was like the breeze in the mountains and the bright moon at the bottom of the water.

Reflect your heart, look at the near, but in the distance.

"wrong……"

At this moment, even those who are interested in Jianghu can't help but stop and watch this strange scene.

Looking at the Nine Disciples in Tsing Yi who looked like phantoms, he slowly raised his hand, slowly drew out his sword, pierced the old man's throat with one sword, and put the sword back into its sheath.

It's slow to say, and it doesn't look fast.

However, as he stabbed out with his sword, everyone seemed to be in a deep dream, and their thinking seemed to pause for a while, just watching the old man Jian bleeding from the back of his neck, and looking at him with incredible expressions in his eyes.

"What a fast sword."

The old man Jian stretched out his hand to cover his throat, his eyes were bewildered, and his figure was staggering.

"It's you..."

After being hit by the sword, he finally understood what the opponent's sword was for.

Who is this opponent?

Melting into the breeze, without shadow or form...

It's just that the opponent is no longer the one who tried his best to use the fast sword when he saw it at first, stabbing out dozens of swords in an instant, so that the sword body could be hidden.

But it's almost reached another level, and I can't avoid it even though I saw it.

The space and distance are confused; consciousness and orientation are reversed.

Deceive your own sword, your own heart.

Facing the true meaning of this kind of swordsmanship, his inanimate sword intent obviously pales in comparison.

Half a beat slower.

In a martial arts competition between masters, if you are a little bit slower, you will be slower for a lifetime.

The old man Jian stared round, just said two words, and fell on his back.

'If I had known it would be like this, that time, I should have chased him thousands of miles away, beheaded him, and never retreated halfway. '

A thought came to him, and he was silent again.

"died."

There was an uproar all around.

"Didn't you say that the Wusheng sword intent is very powerful? The old man Jian is so famous that he can't even stop his opponent with a sword, and he was killed directly?"

"Is what I saw a fake sword intent?"

"Didn't you see it? The nine disciples also have perfect swordsmanship, comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship, and their level is still higher than that of the sword old man."

Someone beside him exclaimed.

“You can feel it, but you can never see it or touch it.

When you see the sword, you've already been hit by the sword... What a set of fast swords, why does this feel familiar. "

"It's the Qingfeng Wuying Sword. The Qingfeng Wuying Sword of the Qingwei Sword Sect has been practiced to perfection. It is said that it can transform into Qingfeng, but everything you see is illusory."

"He, isn't he a disciple of Hunyuan Martial Arts? How can he know the top swordsmanship of the Qingwei School? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Don't tell me, he is really a disciple of the Hunyuan Martial Arts Academy. You just didn't see him with black lines on his body, and he came out of the iron body."

Hearing the discussions around, Chen Ping was a little speechless, so it's not too safe to change his appearance.

Whenever you make a move, there must be traces.

Now, these people just guessed that they are the masters of both Hunyuan and Qingwei sects of swordsmanship, but they were a little puzzled.

However, in the eyes of those with a heart, the risk of Tian Qi's identity being exposed will also increase greatly...

Changes are worse than plans.

No matter how much you hide and conceal your identity, it is actually useless.

The only thing that can be relied on is one's own ability, get stronger, and get stronger.

It can break everything and ignore everything.

He is introspective.

Gao Yue over there was already slightly sluggish.

'That's the old man Jian, a sword slave in the Northwest Villa, who claims to have comprehended [-]% of the sword intent before the innate realm, which is not much worse than the innate realm.

There are even rumors that once he breaks through his innate talent, he may directly challenge the ruthless character on the ground list.Just beheaded by a sword? '

'This contest is beyond comparison. '

'With that kid in the field, it's useless to send any more disciples, as many people die as they go. '

Before the jubilant laughter from Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall could subside, Gao Yue gritted his teeth, cupped his hands to the side, and said in a deep voice, "Please help me, brother uncle and grandson."

"Haha, let me just say, if you capture Han Wushang and Sima Rou directly, you don't have to worry about finding out some golden body skills. You want to take off your pants and fart, what kind of martial arts competition."

Just beside the group of disciples in Changkong Martial Arts Gym, a tall and strong man wearing a hat came out slowly.

He lifted the bamboo hat, drew the knife in his hand, looked up to the sky and laughed.

He has a wild demeanor, nose augmentation and deep eyes, and slightly curly hair hanging behind him.

As he laughed out loud, many people around couldn't help but show pain.

The sound was as deafening as thunder, and it made people's blood flutter. When they got close, they were almost injured.

Moreover, beside him, the True Qi was swirling, as if reflecting the image of the yellow sand in the vast sea, and as if hearing a howling wind...

Just looking at it makes people feel a little bit unmotivated to fight.

"Human..."

"Innately strong, release your true energy..."

"It's Uncle Sun Xiao of Damo Crazy Saber. I heard that this man was born as a horse thief. He slaughtered dozens of tribes under his sword. His favorite thing is to drink children's blood...

Later, he defected to the royal court of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and became the swordsmanship teacher of the thirteen princes.

He actually came, and got mixed up with Changkong Martial Arts?Hunyuan Martial Arts is in big trouble this time. "

An old Jianghu sighed.

They knew that the barbarians had even sent out such innate masters, so today's martial arts competition was not a simple martial arts competition from beginning to end, but a round.

It doesn't matter how it started.

The result is already doomed.

"Junior Brother Han, I didn't want to do it too badly. However, your disciple is too strong, what should I do if I can't compete in martial arts, I can only do this."

There was pain and helplessness in Gao Yue's eyes.

He really didn't want to go this far.

"Isn't it good for you to hand over the golden body method honestly and go to the thirteenth prince? Do you have so much persistence to guard this and that?"

"Shameless!" Sima Rou scolded angrily.

She couldn't help it.

When we were on the mountain back then, why didn't I see that Gao Yue was such a disgusting character.

If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have stopped Han Mu's head and let him beat Gao to death, so as to avoid so many troubles later.

Gao Yue shook his head, with pity in his eyes: "It's fine to say anything, the matter has come to this point, you are defeated, Junior Sister Sima, surrender, to avoid unnecessary harm.

You don't want all the disciples who have been with you for many years to be killed or injured.

Even if you don't think about your disciples, and your lovely daughter, she is still young, so it would be a pity to die like this. "

"Stop talking nonsense, these two women are left to me. The older one is quite charming, and the younger one is full of aura. Their blood should taste pretty good."

Uncle Sun Xiao snorted coldly, his eyes swept across Sima Ruan and Han Xiaoru like a knife, showing his madness...

The figure moved suddenly, the wind and waves blew up on the flat ground, sand and stones flew in the martial arts hall, and a strong wind was blown up, soaring into the sky, directly attacking Sima Rou.

"Do it." At the same time, Gao Yue sternly shouted.

Starlight emerged from his body, streamers of light fell from the sky, and his figure swelled a lot.

Where the sword moved, a ray of extremely sharp and extremely heavy sword light appeared, and Lan Youyou was shocking.

A sword stabbed out.

The phantom of the greedy wolf in front of him seems to be real...

As pointed by Jian Guang, the rockery, flower trees, stone benches, and stone tables were all shattered into powder.

"Sword and Gang flow together?"

Although Han Wushang claims that he doesn't fight with others, it's just that no one has completely offended him.

Normally, his temperament is quite kind, even if someone humiliates him face to face, he still doesn't care.

Therefore, some people call him Han Mutou, while others call him Han Shitou.

They all regarded him as an honest person.

However, most people have never seen him get angry.

At this time, this one who didn't fight with others was already trembling with anger.

The other party not only colluded with the barbarians, but also wanted to snatch the Hunyuan Golden Body Technique.

He also practiced the "Sword Gang Flow" that was banned by Hunyuan Zong. Seeing Gao Yue's silvery appearance, it was obvious that he had already reached the silver body level.

The Hunyuan Golden Body Technique combined with the Seven Star Sword Technique can not only double the strength of a person, but also increase their killing power several times.

Of course, it's not just the benefits. If it was just the benefits, Hunyuanzong wouldn't end up in such a divisive ending.

The main reason is that this technique, when practiced, will attract external demons and change one's xinxing.

Not only does he become less human, and ghosts less ghostly, he even acts in the opposite direction...

Now that Gao Yue has practiced "Sword and Gang Flow", it is not surprising that he will do anything.

Therefore, Han Wushang didn't want to say a word at all, but just concentrated his energy and punched.

The silver glow on his body was dazzling, like a small sun appearing on the spot.

The blood was like a furnace, and he punched out.

Snapped……

The sword light nourished by Gao Yue collided with the fist shadow...

Air ripples swept in all directions, and the ground rolled and cracked.

People around quickly dodged.

Now there are basically not many people who want to stay in the courtyard. When the innate masters fight, within a radius of tens of feet, they will be injured if they are rubbed, and they will die if they are touched.

If you watch the excitement and see this place, you are in danger of losing your life.

Han Wushang punched Gao Yue's seven-star sword, and his heart sank slightly.

He found that his Hunyuan Golden Body Technique couldn't completely block the impact of that sword intent.

On the face of the fist, there has been a deep cut with bone visible.

There is also a gloomy and cold force, which directly breaks open the meridians of one's own flesh and blood, and rushes into the internal organs.

He took a deep breath, a layer of golden light appeared on his face, and he was about to punch again.

Hunyuan Golden Body Technique is invincible at the same level, Qi and Blood Body Refining is known as unparalleled in the world, how can it be so easy to deal with it.

Even if Gao Yue has stepped into the innate and practiced the same level of sword and gang, he still can't stop the punch.

There was another shock from behind.

A flash of starlight and silver light struck his back heavily.

puff……

Han Wushang spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered forward, his black face turned pale.

"Swords flow together..."

He turned his head to look, and saw Gu Chen, the third disciple whom he was close to and respected on weekdays, also lit up with starlight and silver light on his body, stabbing his back with a sword.

Although this blow has never reached the innate level.

However, the attack of the fusion of star power and blood power is really too strong.

The sword behind his back was too secretive and insidious, taking advantage of the moment when he and Gao Yue were fighting head-on, he made a bold move, directly piercing the back for more than three inches, piercing the heart.

"wood."

"father……"

"Master..."

There were cries of pain all around.

Sima Rou's figure just floated up like a cloud of smoke, and was already caught in the gust of wind knife, "Stay here."

She just received a knife, the long sword in her hand buzzed and trembled, she stepped back, and opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing the scimitar whistling in circles, setting off the yellow sand all over the sky and rumbling towards it, my heart sank suddenly.

The two innate masters launched at the same time.

An Anzi stabbed from the back.

The Jianghu people watching the battle, like a wasp that exploded its nest, ran out of the door in a panic.

It was a mess all around.

No one noticed that Chen Ping had already melted into the breeze and into the air...

The heart is like a bright moon, and the world in front of you has become a big net with countless knots.

He jumped up, turned into a breeze, and suddenly swept across a distance of several feet, without a sound, he stabbed into the back of Da Mo Crazy Saber.

(End of this chapter)