"I didn't expect Xiaoye to be good at swordsmanship. He hides it really well."
Lei Xiaodan looked at Hong Jianglong and said, "That should be Red Sleeves and "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife"."
"Uh... I guess so." Hong Jianglong touched his nose and said.
"Brother Hong doesn't and doesn't know that Xiaoye knows swordsmanship, right?" Lei Xiaodan said in surprise.
"Ahem...Who said I didn't know? I just didn't think of it for a moment." Hong Jianglong coughed twice and said awkwardly.
In fact, he didn't lie. He did know that Ye Qing knew how to use a sword. Ye Qing mentioned this when chatting with him.
I just remember that when he was chatting with Ye Qing, he asked Ye Qing what else he could do besides boxing. Ye Qing said that he also knew a little bit of swordsmanship.
At that time, he really thought that the other party knew a little bit, so he didn't ask any more questions.
What I dare to say at that time is not that I understand a little bit, but that I understand a hundred million things.
Haha, he is still too naive.
"Why, is "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife" famous?" King Yong asked with great interest.
Lei Xiaodan could naturally see that Hong Jianglong was lying, but he did not expose it. He answered what King Yong said: "The "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife" is the sword technique of washing the gods. It is said that it was created by a woman. The sword technique is extremely gentle. Lian Lian, with exquisite moves, can be regarded as an excellent swordsmanship."
"Of course, although the "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Sword" is not bad, it cannot be compared with the Wushengwuwu Sword."
"Huh?" King Yong was stunned: "Then why is Ye Qing still fighting with Jian Wusheng?"
"Because this "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife" is not the other "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife"."
Lei Xiaodan said: "The "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife" used by Xiaoye incorporates his own insights. On the basis of retaining the original style and artistic conception of "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Knife", he cuts out the complex and simplifies it, and does not stick to conventions. The moves are faster, more accurate, and Even better, even more powerful.”
"What's more important is that the God-cleansing technique practiced by Xiaoye is also very unusual. The mental power seems to be able to cause hallucinations and disturb people's minds. Therefore, after integrating the mental power into the "Spring Breeze Drizzle Knife", the "Spring Breeze Drizzle Knife" 》It has more changes and magic, paired with the red sleeve knife, the two complement each other, every move contains divine meaning, disturbing people's minds."
"It can be said that Xiaoye's "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Sword" and the original "Spring Breeze and Drizzle Sword" are two different skills. They are no less inferior to Jian Wusheng's Inanimate and Selfless Sword."
"The God-cleansing technique practiced by Xiaoye is not only similar to the Six Desires Demonic Sutra of the Six Desires Demonic Palace, but also more mysterious than the Six Desires Demonic Sutra. It is similar to the Infinite Demons of the Heart in West Kunlun, and more wonderful than the Infinite Demons of the Inner Demons. It is like the myriad phenomena in the world of mortal calamity. Codes are more treacherous than all things in the world of mortals. Gods appear without shadows, thoughts move without form, confuse people's hearts and confuse people's souls. They are mysterious, wonderful, divine, strange, cunning and cunning all in one. They are absolutely extraordinary."
Lei Xiaodan looked at Hong Jianglong again and said, "Brother Hong, do you know what the God-cleansing technique Xiaoye has practiced?"
Hong Jianglong glared at Lei Xiaodan: "No comment."
"Brother Hong doesn't know, right?" Hong Jianglong said with a half-smile.
Hong Jianglong said coldly: "Martial arts are the top secret of one person and should not be questioned easily. This is the rule of the world. Lei Xiaodan, this is not your first time walking in the world. Why don't you understand this rule?"
"Oh, I was curious and forgot the rules. Don't blame Brother Hong. Don't blame Brother Hong." Lei Xiaodan apologized hastily: "But first, congratulations to Brother Hong, Xiaoye is going to win."
Hong Jianglong glanced at Lei Xiaodan without comment.
"What, that kid is going to win, how is it possible?" Hearing Lei Xiaodan's words, King Yong was startled and said, "Is that kid so powerful?"
"Come to the west, tell me!"
Song Xilai said expressionlessly: "Wu Sheng is indeed going to lose."
"How is it possible? Jian Wusheng is well-known on the list. Just now he was beating this and that kid. How could he lose? I don't believe it." King Yong said angrily.
"The Inanimate and Selfless Sword emphasizes inanimateness, selflessness, fearlessness, and fearlessness. Only when the sword's heart is pure can the sword's intention be unparalleled. The Inanimate Heart has been somewhat hesitant, and the sword technique is quite timid. If things continue like this, defeat is inevitable." Song Xilai Said: "If you don't make a cup of tea, you will lose your life."
"Real or false?" Hearing this, King Yong looked suspicious.
"No, half a cup of tea!" Suddenly, Prince Chu said.
Everyone looked at Chu Wangsun in surprise. They never expected that this person would speak again. Of course, after one sentence, Chu Wangsun fell silent again.
However, everyone understood what Chu Wangsun said, which meant that with half a cup of tea, Jian Wusheng would be defeated.
"Mr. Jiu seems to value Wu Huan very much, but Jian Wusheng is not weak either. Mr. Jiu is so sure that Wu Huan can beat Jian Wusheng in half a cup of tea?" Hong Jianglong said with a smile on his face. road.
"We'll see." King Sun of Chu said without raising his head.
Hong Jianglong narrowed his eyes slightly, and he really couldn't figure out what Chu Wangsun meant by this move.
Are you sincerely praising him, or have you seen through Ye Qing and want to praise him?
But if it's to praise someone, just a few words seems to be not enough.
He wanted to test it out, but the other party didn't cooperate. He really couldn't figure out the other party's intentions and was tired, so he asked the kid to finish the competition quickly and go back to Luoshui.
It’s so troublesome, and I’m tired.
In the illusion of rivers, Jian Wusheng's heart is also tired.
This was the first time since he had succeeded in practicing the Inanimate Sword that he had encountered someone in the same realm whose swordsmanship was faster than his own.
Ye Qing's sword skills seem to be gentle, lingering and pathos, but they are also extremely fast, even a few points faster than his Inanimate and Selfless Sword. Moreover, Ye Qing has a deep understanding of the art of swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is unconventional. The moves come at your fingertips, they are completely natural, there is no trace to be found, and there is no way to break them.
If that's the case, that's fine. The key is Ye Qing's every move. The sword's meaning is mysterious and treacherous. It can captivate the mind and disturb the soul. Even with his will, he will be affected if he is not careful.
If we say that his Inanimate and Selfless Sword makes him an iron-clad hero;
Then Ye Qing's sword skills are like a witch who brings trouble to the world.
Heroes also have a hard time with beauty. In the face of Ye Qing's sword skills, it is difficult for his Inanimate and Selfless Sword to take any advantage.
As time goes by, Jian Wusheng only has the power to parry, but not to fight back. There are more and more flaws in his moves, and there are more and more scars on his body.
"No, I am the strongest person on the list, and the opponent is just a nobody. Am I really going to lose to the opponent?"
Slowly, Jian Wusheng felt a sense of anxiety, urgency, and irritation in his heart. But the more anxious and irritated he became, the more flaws he had in his moves, causing him to be increasingly at a disadvantage.
"No, I won't lose."
Suddenly, Jian Wusheng let out a low roar, and the sword energy around his body was everywhere, forcing back the crimson lingering sword light. Taking advantage of the momentary gap, Jian Wusheng's body and sword merged into one, and he attacked Ye Qing.
The sword energy spreads, and a sword opens a river.
"Killing without self"
"slow."
Outside the ring, looking at Jian Wusheng's sword, Luo Zhan frowned.
"What's so slow?" Gao Ning'an and others were puzzled.
"Jian Wusheng's killing move without self is too slow." Luo Zhan said: "Although he is very powerful with this move now, in fact, his mind is mottled and his sword intention is impure. Compared with the killing move without self at the beginning, , more than a step slower.”
While Luo Zhan was speaking, Jian Wusheng and Ye Qing had collided with each other. With a huge roar, with the two of them at the center, the river rolled outwards, forming a huge wave that was more than ten feet high.
Ten breaths later, the water waves fell, and the river flowed backwards, revealing the two people on the river.
The two stood opposite each other, Jian Wusheng's sword was only an inch away from Ye Qing's eyebrows.
The skin and flesh between Ye Qing's brows cracked, revealing a little blood.
But it's just a short distance away, but it's a world away.
Because Jian Wusheng's sword was tightly held in Ye Qing's hand, making it difficult to move forward.
Ye Qing's knife was also placed on Jian Wusheng's neck.
Jian Wusheng's face was pale and his expression was stunned. He could not and could not believe that his strongest and fastest sword was actually broken in this way.
Since he has been traveling in the world, he has not encountered anyone who can break his killing selflessness. Some people use light skills to dodge, some use force to hit hard, and some use cleverness to break it. However, he never thought that one day, someone would use his hands to catch him. Live his killing without self? !
"I lost." Jian Wusheng said in despair.
"Grant." Ye Qing let go of his left hand holding the sword and the red sleeves on the opponent's neck, and said: "Brother Wusheng, don't worry, I just took advantage of the crafty weapon. The glove in my hand, called the Green Demon Hand, is a magic hand that seduces the soul." A cunning weapon, without the green devil's hand, I would never dare to take your sword with my bare hands."
"Brother Ye, there is no need to be relieved. If you lose, you lose. It has nothing to do with the magic weapon." Jian Wusheng handed over his hand, his eyes dejected, and teleported out of the ring.
Ye Qing touched his nose. This kid wouldn't be knocked down by him, would he?
"The Great Self-Devil Sutra" takes the five poisons, six desires, seven emotions and other negative emotions of the human heart as the root practice. The evil thoughts formed can also disturb people's hearts and souls, and induce changes in other people's moods invisibly and without thoughts. , making the other party's state of mind no longer perfect and exposing various flaws.
If one cultivates the Sutra of Transformation of the Great Self-Contained Heavenly Demon to perfection, one thought can transform the world of mortals into thousands of catastrophes, seduce all kinds of inner demons, confuse people's hearts, and absorb people's souls.
Of course, he is still far from it.
The power of Jian Wusheng's last move, Killing Without Self, was greatly reduced because he used the demonic thoughts contained in the Spring Breeze Drizzle Knife and the magical soul-binding technique of the Self-Contained Heavenly Demon to disturb the opponent's state of mind, causing him to have a flawed state of mind and a defective mind. If there is a deficiency, the sword's heart and intention are no longer pure.
Of course, this was also the reason why he dared to catch the opponent's sword with his bare hands. If it had been the original sword strike, he wouldn't have had time to hide.
It is estimated that it is also because Jian Wusheng's current state of mind is flawed and his soul is defective that he is so lost.
After teleporting out of the arena, Jian Wusheng walked up to Song Xilai and said in despair: "Uncle Master, I lost."
"Don't lower your head, raise it up." Song Xilai said in a cold and arrogant voice.
Jian Wusheng subconsciously raised his head and looked at Song Xilai. His heart trembled. He felt that Song Xilai in front of him, even though he was sitting, was like a sharp sword, with sword intent soaring into the sky and piercing the sky.
Jian Wusheng's eyes stung, his mind wavered, and he slowly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Song Xilai.
"Are you lowering your head or your heart?" Song Xilai asked.
"Ah?" Jian Wusheng was puzzled.
"If you just lower your head but don't lower your heart, then you are still a disciple of my Huanhua Sword Sect."
Song Xilai said coldly: "If you lower your head and lower your heart, then go down the mountain."
Jian Wusheng's body trembled, his expression frightened.
