Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 119 Wugou Shuangxueming

The Xinghuo swordsmanship is a swordsmanship passed down from generation to generation by the Xinghuo Jianduan family. It is very mysterious and its power is naturally not weak.In the direction of the long sword of Duanhong, the sword energy shoots out sharply, like starlight dots, covering the sky densely. There are more than a dozen changes in the stroke of "Xinghuo Liaoyuan", which brings out the essence of "Xinghuo Liaoyuan" "A single spark can start a prairie fire" To the extreme.

However, one force can break ten thousand dharmas, and when the power reaches a certain level, it is enough to break tricks with one force.

Shen Lin didn't care how mysterious and skillful Duanhong's swordsmanship was, and he just punched the most violent punch, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu unleashed a huge force, moving forward without hesitation.

On one side, there is an extremely mysterious sword formula, and on the other side, a powerful punch, each has its own merits.

Under the confrontation, Duan Hong only felt a force like a wild beast rushing out, spreading along his Xinghuo sword to his wrist, and suddenly, his mouth was almost shattered.

What a Duanhong, he was not surprised at all, seeing that he was beyond his strength, he actually performed the unloading sword posture of basic swordsmanship, his body retreated five or six steps in a row, his toes pointed, he spun, raised his long sword, and connected to the foundation The rhino looking at the moon, the swordsmanship, slanted towards Shen Lin.

The connection between these two sword techniques is quite ingenious, even Shen Lin couldn't help applauding secretly, it seems that Duanhong has not wasted time in the past three months, and his progress is not much better than his own.

However, this move alone could not threaten Shen Lin.

"Lung step punch!" Shen Lin's boxing technique is simple and majestic, the so-called ingenuity is as clumsy, a bow step punch, combined with Shen Lin's gigantic force, suddenly hits like a meteorite bombardment, with unparalleled power, directly bombarding Duanhong on the Xinghuo Sword.

The Xinghuo Sword is a high-level treasure, and Shen Lin's Bingyun Gloves are no different.However, under such a powerful collision, the two treasures gradually became unable to bear it.

"Clang!" Under Shen Lin's dragon elephant's force, the Xinghuo sword was bent at ninety degrees, and finally, overwhelmed by the weight, it broke into two pieces, and some damage appeared on the ice silkworm gloves.

"Drink!" Shen Lin took the advantage, and naturally pressed forward step by step, slashing straight at Duanhong's chest, trying to knock down the opponent with one punch, and push his momentum to a new height.

"Don't underestimate me!" Duan Hong gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, a cyan light suddenly shot out from her waist, she didn't even dodge Shen Lin's powerful punch, instead she stabbed at Shen Lin's chest with her sword, A lose-lose style of play.

Surrounding Wei and saving Zhao, Duanhong's rich combat experience exceeded Shen Lin's estimation. He was also a natural fighter, an opponent who made Shen Lin's blood spurt.

"Good time!" Shen Lin yelled, and pointed to the sword, and flicked towards the blue light, precisely on the back of the blue light sword.

"Dang!" After being hit hard, Qing Guang bent directly, like a green snake, bypassing Shen Lin's fingers, twisting and continuing to stab at Shen Lin.

"What? Qing Chan Sword," Shen Lin's pupils shrank, and he finally recognized the old man.

Shen Lin, who had defeated the enemy many times with the Green Cicada Sword, naturally understood the strangeness and sharpness of the Green Cicada Sword, and quickly withdrew his fist to defend. Mingyu's true energy spread throughout his right fist, and he punched the sword.

"Stab it!" A voice sounded like cutting cloth, and the Frozen Cloud Glove in Shen Lin's hand could not be stopped by the sharp edge of the Qing Chan Sword. The Green Cicada Sword directly cut through the Bing Cloud Glove, leaving next?Blood flowed from the wound of several inches.

And Qing Chanjian was finally knocked back by Shen Lin's slightly disadvantaged punch this time.

Duan Hong knew in his heart that he had taken the advantage of surprise just now, and he was already at a disadvantage in terms of strength alone.Now that the move was successful, Duanhong withdrew it when he saw it was good, retreated with the sword, calmed down the qi and blood in his body that was shaken by the huge force, stared at Shen Lin vigilantly, and waited for it.

In this confrontation, Duan Hong had the advantage of the weapon, which made Shen Lin suffer a small loss, but it also made Shen Lin truly understand his own shortcomings.

Indeed, Shen Lin's heart was a little restless.In the past three months, his strength has skyrocketed too fast, and his state of mind has not kept up with it after all. His subconscious mind is a little arrogant, thinking that no one of his age can match him, and it is inevitable that he underestimates the enemy.

However, Duanhong's sword woke up Shen Lin and made Shen Lin understand that no matter when, he should not underestimate his opponent.

Next, he will be serious!
"So strong, Shen Lin, you are worthy of being my strongest opponent," Duan Hong held the green cicada sword, the breath in his body had calmed down, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was unprecedentedly fierce, "Next, I will not have any more Keep it! You, draw your sword!"

"No, when it's time to draw the sword, I will draw the sword myself." Shen Linlong's body was tempered, and his recovery power was extremely strong. At this time, the wound had gradually stopped bleeding and healed.He slowly clenched his fists, his momentum soared, and the sackcloth bulged, if not for the sackcloth being the treasured armor of the Longmen Chamber of Commerce, it would have already been broken.

Seeing that Shen Lin was so arrogant, Duan Hong immediately became furious, snorted coldly, and threw the Xinghuo Sword at Shen Lin as a hidden weapon on the upper half of his right hand.

At the same time, Duan Hong held the green cicada sword and attacked Shen Lin.

This time, what he used was not the family-inherited swordsmanship, but the unique skill of the Sword Sect——Flying Sword Art.

"The Flying General touches the sky!" Infused with internal strength, the Green Cicada Sword suddenly became hard and straight, showing its sharpness, and the three-foot Qinggang sword burst out towards Shen Lin.

"Well done!" Shen Lin danced wildly with her long hair, split Xinghuo Duanjian with a fist, and at the same time, a surge of palm force surged out, "Yangge Tianjun!"

The Six Sun Palms of Tianshan Mountain, which is said to be as powerful as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, is indeed no small matter. Coupled with Shen Lin's physical strength of more than a thousand catties, the power of this palm suddenly surged to an unbelievable level. As soon as it shot, there was a sound of wind and thunder.

"Good boy, this palm technique should not be the palm technique of the boxing school! It seems that this kid has another chance, and the source of good fortune is not shallow!" Bai Yutang and Fei Lian sat side by side at the head of the auditorium, witnessing such an astonishing one Palm, Bai Yutang couldn't help being amazed, while Fei Lian's face was ashen, obviously, he was not interested in Shen Lin's strength.

The sword energy and the palm energy met halfway, and they confronted each other immediately, and both of them vanished invisible.

However, after all, it was Duanhong who took the weak position. Under this blow, he was shaken by the wind of the palm and moved back seven steps before stopping his figure.

"Unexpectedly, in just three months, senior brother Fei Lian has carved Duan Hong to such an extent." Bai Yutang turned to look at Fei Lian, and smiled slightly, "But it's a pity. Looking at the situation, Duan Hong I'm afraid the junior brother will lose."

"Hehe, is that right? That's not necessarily the case," Fei Lian smiled, but his tone was cold, "Duanhong will not lose, he has a reason why he must not lose."

"Hehe," Bai Yutang knew that Fei Lian never said anything to be brave, so he forced himself to smile, frowned slightly, and slowly shifted his gaze back to the Heavenly Sword Stage.

Sure enough, Broken Rainbow erupted.

"Secret technique of flying teasing, sword control!" Duan Hong's eyes flashed cold and stern, and the Qing Chan sword was released from his hand, and his right hand slapped on the hilt of the sword vigorously.

Immediately, the Qing Chan Sword turned into a flash of green light and shot towards Shen Lin!

This sword is the secret method of the Flying Sword Art. It is said that it was born out of the Taoist master swordsmanship. It can control the sword with the mind and possesses extraordinary power.

And this sword is also the last trump card that Duan Hong has learned.

"Well done!" Shen Lin felt the powerful sword force on the flying sword, and did not dare to underestimate it. Pushing both hands horizontally, he slapped seven palms in a row, covering all directions, and slashed towards the flying sword.

However, without exception, these palms were all in vain.

It was a good sword control, and I saw that the Qingchan Sword was as flexible as a snake under Duanhong's best control, and it was not affected at all by the force of those palms.

"What a magical skill," Shen Lin admired sincerely, "You are already worthy for me to draw my sword!"

"Qiang!" Behind Shen Lin, the Yitian sword was like a silver dragon rising from the sky.

"Capturing the Dragon!"

The silver light suddenly appeared, and the cold air surged.

With the Yitian sword out of its sheath, it moves forward without hesitation!

(End of this chapter)