Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 74: Killing Qilu with one sword
  "The leader of the Taishan Sect, Yi Qingzi, sincerely requests the 'Ten Thousand Horses Hall' Ma Daxia to return!"

Ma Kongqun's prediction soon came true.

The group had walked less than twenty miles when five Taoists stopped in front of them.

Standing in front was a Taoist priest in his forties, who seemed to have a somewhat immortal air. He was holding a fly whisk in his arms and bowing to everyone in the "Ten Thousand Horses Hall".

The four Taoists at the back were all in their twenties, and they all had long swords slung across their backs. One of them was holding an ancient sword with a mottled scabbard in his arms.

Ma Kongqun ordered to rein in his horse, but had no intention of coming forward to talk.

Xiao Bieli whispered to Ah Fei beside him: "Although the Taishan Sect is not included in the six major sects, it is still an authentic Taoist sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Yi Qingzi is the most outstanding figure of the Taishan Sect in the past hundred years, and the '[-] of the Taishan Town Sect. Both Panxin Technique and Sun View Sword Technique have been mastered, and his martial arts skills are said to be no weaker than those of the leaders ranked later among the six major sects."

Ah Fei nodded to express his understanding and gratitude, jumped off his horse, put his hand on the hilt of the iron sword at his waist and stepped forward, standing opposite Yi Qingzi.

Yi Qingzi frowned slightly: "Little brother is..."

"hooligan!"

Yi Qingzi's expression turned solemn: "'Quick Sword' Fei?"

"it's me!"

Yi Qingzi looked at Ma Kongqun, who was staying a little further away, and looked at Ma Kongqun here with a smile, and said in a deep voice: "The person I want to see is Ma Daxia, and Fei Shaoxia is trying to stop him, I'm afraid it's unreasonable."

A Fei said calmly: "You stop him on behalf of the Ding family, and I will stop you on his behalf. This is very reasonable."

"It makes sense." Yiqingzi nodded and sighed, throwing the fly whisk to the disciple behind him, and at the same time took the ancient sword handed over by the disciple, "The so-called 'If you want to see the power of the heavenly sword, first try the sharp edge of the sword', it seems that you are a poor man. If you want to meet Daxia Ma, you must first pass the level of Fei Shaoxia."

Ah Fei stopped talking, and just leaned forward slightly, standing as straight as a javelin, put down his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and replaced it with his right hand.

Sensing the pure cold sword energy coming from the boy who was said to be only fifteen years old, Yi Qingzi's expression became more solemn. He clenched the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right hand, but hesitated to draw the sword.

Both of them held the hilts of their swords, but looked at each other.

Although the swords have not been drawn out, the four gazes are like four long swords stabbing and intercepting each other in the void, testing each other's strength and looking for each other's flaws.

Suddenly, both sides drew their swords together.

Yi Qingzi's sword came out like a dragon, and A Fei's sword came out like lightning.

The two swords passed by each other in the void, and then the sword spines of each other suddenly came to rest.

The tip of Ah Fei's iron sword was close enough to touch Yi Qingzi's throat, but it did not pierce the skin. He was almost able to control the sword in his hand.

The tip of Yiqingzi's ancient sword stopped an inch in front of A Fei's throat.

It's just an inch of distance, but it's a world of difference between life and death.

"Acceptance!"

Ah Fei sheathed his sword first, seemingly not worried at all about the opponent's long sword stabbing out. In fact, he had sensed that the opponent had no killing intention with his intuition that was more sensitive than that of a wild beast.

This move shocked Yi Qingzi even more than the sword blow just now.

He let out a long sigh, sheathed his sword and saluted Ah Fei solemnly: "Thank you very much, 'Flying Swordsman', for showing mercy!"

He changed the title from "Fei Shaoxia" to "Flying Swordsman", as if he no longer regarded the fifteen-year-old A Fei as a young rookie, but as a being who could be compared with his peers.

Ah Fei didn't know that a small title had such profound meaning, so he just nodded and continued to look at the other person. Yi Qingzi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, shook his head and sighed: "Since I was defeated by the flying swordsman's sword, I naturally dare not block the way so shamelessly, everyone, please do it."

After that, he stood on the side of the road.

His four disciples followed him step by step.

At this moment, Ma Kongqun rode up to Yi Qingzi. He first saluted Yi Qingzi with his fists raised, then called A Fei to mount his horse, and the group of people drove away.

From then on, every time they traveled twenty or thirty miles, someone was bound to block their way, some coming alone, some coming in groups, either the leaders of their respective sects, or famous heroes and heroines.

Ah Fei is leading the way with one man and one sword, and he has no direction.

If the opponent is like Yi Qingzi who only wants to determine the winner, he will be merciful until the end; if the opponent has evil intentions and attacks ruthlessly, he will use his sword to determine life and death mercilessly.

Because there were too many people blocking the way, Ma Kongqun and others moved slowly. It took them three days to travel in one day.

By the time Dingjiazhuang was in sight, A Fei had already picked off thirty-six masters with swords, and almost wiped out all the famous masters in Qilu.

At this point, the name "Flying Swordsman" from Yi Qingzi's mouth spread like wildfire, and many people were already speculating when Bai Xiaosheng would list this fifteen-year-old boy's terrifying and fast sword in "Weapons" "Spectrum".

Ma Kongqun looked at the way ahead and saw that there was no one blocking his way. He smiled at Ah Fei, whose eyes were a little dazed, and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Ah Fei came back to his senses and replied thoughtfully: "I was thinking about the swordsmanship that you said can defeat all weapons and martial arts in the world. After these three days of fighting, I seem to have some inspiration."

"How to say?"

Ma Kongqun immediately became interested and asked hurriedly.

When Ah Fei was on his behalf to stop those who came to challenge the "Ten Thousand Horses Hall", he used his theory of "killing without killing" about controlling the sword in his hand to fool Ah Fei. For a moment, the boss couldn't hold back his words, and said It refers to the "Dugu Nine Swords" created by Dugu Qiubai, the so-called "Sword Demon" in another world.

Of course, he didn't know the specific content of "Dugu Nine Swords", and he couldn't even utter a few sentences of the long and awkward formula for starting the "Grand Finals". All he could tell A Fei was the most basic concept of this swordsmanship.

Later, A Fei benefited greatly after practicing the theory of "being able to kill without killing". His swordsmanship advanced by leaps and bounds and entered a new world. Naturally, he did not think that "Dugu Nine Swords" was aimless. He has been trying to figure out the secrets of it these days, but he always There is no point.

Now that he said he had an inspiration, Ma Kongqun couldn't help but be less interested. He wanted to see what brilliant sparks would come from the collision between the swordsman genius of this world and the most mysterious swordsmanship theory of another world.

Ah Fei is not good at words. To explain such a complicated matter at this moment, he needs to organize his words well.

After thinking for a long time, he said slowly: "The key to these nine swords is to summarize all the basic moves and changing principles in swordsmanship, and to try to understand the characteristics of weapons and martial arts in the world, and then deduce the way to restrain and crack them with swordsmanship. .The former is what you call the 'final style', and the latter is the 'broken sword', 'broken knife', 'broken spear', 'broken whip', 'broken rope', 'broken arrow', 'broken palm' and 'broken qi' Eight forms. Now I have some ideas about the 'final form'."

Ma Kongqun didn't rush to ask, waiting for him to continue slowly.

Xiao Bielie and the Thirteen Flying Eagle Guards were also very interested and listened attentively.

Ah Fei said again: "I was confused earlier. You said that the 'General Finals' formula was derived from Lao Shizi's "Book of Changes", so I found a copy of it and read it, but I was completely confused and made myself dizzy. Up. It wasn't until after many fights that I suddenly figured out that senior Dugu's "Book of Changes" was the sword formula because he was most familiar with the "Book of Changes". If I copied it, I would just be imitating it. Anyway, I just want to summarize the basic moves and changing principles of swordsmanship, and I can completely borrow the things I am most familiar with."

Ma Kongqun couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked, "What is the thing you are most familiar with?"

"Of course they are the birds, beasts, snakes and insects in the mountains and forests." A Fei said without hesitation, "So, the 'returning to my sister, seeking Wuwu, Wuwu seeking to become the same person' is a sword formula, and my 'tiger turns into a poisonous snake, and a poisonous snake turns into a crane' is also a sword technique. Jue. This is what you said when you and Li Xunhuan were chatting about martial arts, 'Different paths lead to the same destination, all methods lead to one end'."

"Wonderful!"

Before Ma Kongqun could express his surprise, a cheer suddenly came from not far away.

Everyone was either engrossed in what he was saying or was listening to, but none of them noticed the approach of this person. Now they all turned around in surprise, and immediately saw a black person with a black scarf, black robe, black shoes, and black socks. A long sword with a black handle and a black scabbard is slung across his back.

(End of this chapter)