The next day. Lan
The morning sun is falling, the clanking music of the piano echoes in Wenxia Road, and the bamboo leaves rustle in the wind.
"The wind and clouds are changing, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, and there is no way to do anything but the chivalry; don't ask who is worthy of being among the dragons, look at the world and sigh at the sky."
Qingqin caressed her gently, Yin Xiaoshen looked at the fourth entrance, a hint of teasing flashed across his face, and he said jokingly:
"Is it so early? I thought you wouldn't be able to come over until after sunrise."
As the words fell, the holy energy cleared the way, accompanied by the falling snow, causing the sky and the earth to change color, the wind and clouds surged, and then I heard the clear voice of poetry——
"Zhenwuteng sun burns the torch fire, swallows the rosy clouds to control the wind of Confucianism; the soul rotates hundreds of times and thousands of rays pass by, and the bright light reflects the twin rays of the world for eternity."
"The rhyme of the love letter in the spring snow is narrow, the wine glass is long to relieve sorrow and boredom; the sword dance chases the waves together, the moon and the sun shine together."
In the sound of poetry, two figures were seen coming hand in hand, like a couple of gods and gods coming to the mortal world.
One is wearing a black Confucian shirt, embroidered with gold patterns, and a jade crown tying up his fiery red hair. There are two pupils emerging from the deep golden eyes, which are quite mysterious, making it impossible to tell the depth.
One is wearing a white dress with aqua-blue smoke in between, with windy hair and misty hair, and long snow-like hair pouring down. The bun is decorated with several silver hairpins, showing elegance.
Lin Chongyang remained unmoved by Yin Xiaoshen's teasing, and instead reminded him:
"Brother Yin, you must know that trouble comes from your mouth."
With the physiques of the couple, they would not really wait until dawn, let alone today. After getting up and tidying up the room, they went to Haozheng Wudao to pay homage to their elders after washing up and dressing up.
"I'm just telling the truth, don't get ahead of yourself." Yin Xiaoshen retorted immediately. Lan
"I play the piano and recite poems every day. I don't do my job properly. No wonder Brother Yin, your progress is so slow. You are about to be overtaken by Wu Xia."
Lin Chongyang spoke slowly and counterattacked: "If this continues, in my opinion, it would be good if someone can directly replace the fourth guard."
"My brothers and sisters are indeed extremely talented, but do you think it's too much to say that my progress is slow? Do you think that we are just the two of you, and there are no bottlenecks in my practice."
Yin Xiaoshen didn't acknowledge his friend's teasing. He stopped his movements and pressed his hands on the strings. The sound stopped suddenly:
"Besides, I haven't fallen behind in my practice, either."
"So, have you done two moves?"
At the same time as he spoke, he saw the pine wind appearing in the sky and falling beside Lin Chongyang. Lan
"Excite me? Come on, come on!"
Yin Xiaoshen activated his true energy with both palms, and the strings flew out from the body of the Qingqin, piercing the surrounding bamboo forest. Immediately, Mingfeng appeared without a trace, and was held in the hands of the Xia Ruwu who stood up.
At this moment, the snow wave rolled back, and a dark red sheathed sword appeared quietly, standing in front of Lin Chongyang.
"I shouldn't have had breakfast before I came to work today." Seeing this scene, Yin Xiaoshen complained: "Look at the sword!"
The classic starting point is to use a string as a bow and a sword as an arrow. The famous sword is shot out without a trace with boundless power. The sword energy rises from the ground with the sword. Every inch it advances, there will be a thunderous explosion.
Qiang——
Just when the sword edge was approaching, there was only a loud sound, and the unsheathed Tairuoshan sword was like a mountain wall, shaking back without a trace. Lan
The sword energy that followed was also eliminated at this moment.
"Nothing new." Lin Chongyang took the sword and took a step forward.
Yin Xiaoshen took the sword in his hand and rushed out: "As long as it's easy to use."
"ha."
"ha."
Before the laughter fell, the swords clashed first. In an instant, the sound of gold and iron could be heard, and the sword energy burst out in all directions.
In an instant, there is no trace, and in an instant, there is no trace. The sword is extremely powerful and extremely fast. Lan
At this time, Ruxue's figure took steps forward, walked to Wanhe Songfeng standing on the ground, picked up the guqin, and retreated outside the battle circle.
A long table appeared, and Ji Wuxia sat in front of it, placing the guqin on the table, and gently picked the strings with his long, white fingers.
Zheng——
When the piano sounds, it also rises
It is also frustrated, deep, gentle and yet passionate, slowly moving forward in the footsteps of those who are fighting, like countless war horses galloping, with strong ambitions...
Ding ding ding ding!
Swords clashed, bodies intertwined, the steps of the man holding the sword followed the sound of the piano, and the sound of bamboo leaves being torn apart could still be vaguely heard, drifting in the wind in time with the rhythm of the piano.
The sound of the piano suddenly became sharp, but not harsh, but more high-pitched and passionate. Lan
One sword is free and easy, the other is joyful. There are exchanges between offense and defense. The fierce confrontation between sword energy and sword intention makes the bamboo branches in the forest split in the middle, crosswise, diagonally cut, burst, or shattered, which is extremely spectacular.
Sword marks were crisscrossed on the ground, gravel was flying, and dust was flying.
Amidst the exciting sound of the piano, the two figures gradually became indistinguishable. Only the green bamboo forest, which was constantly flattened by the sword energy, witnessed the confrontation between the two.
After a thousand moves, they saw two people's bodies appear, and each of them retreated.
Immediately, amidst the sound of Qingyue's sword, he rushed forward again.
clang!
The swords clashed and sparks flew everywhere. Lan
As his wrist turned, Yin Xiaoshen quickly changed his moves, swinging the rotating sword away from the oncoming Tairuoshan Sword, and then turned the sword edge and stabbed Lin Chongyang in the throat.
However, he saw Lin Chongyang's wrist holding the sword pressed down, and he struck first with the hilt of the sword, then struck forward and hit Yin Xiaoshen's chest.
Yin Xiao let go of his left hand and took the sword with his right hand. In an instant, Wu trace returned to guard. His left hand retreated and pressed on the sword, blocking it across his chest.
Ding!
The two collided, and Yin Xiaoshen vomited out his true energy, and the force rebounded, and he took advantage of the situation to open a few feet away from Lin Chongyang.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been knocked back at this moment.
Unfortunately, the oncoming sword was too heavy, so he had to change his moves. Lan
The spread of sword intent suddenly turned the morning in the bamboo forest into dusk, with the setting sun behind his back. A sword crossed the sky, absorbing the power of the sun and reflecting the flying snow in the sky.
"The sunset shines on the snow."
The tip of the Tairuoshan sword was pointed out in the air, and the sword energy was like the endless sunset, shining on the nearly flattened bamboo forest, making it even more desolate.
The famous chivalrous spirit appeared, Yin Xiao took the sword deeply, reappeared the posture of holding two swords at the same time, looked down on the heroes, absorbed the energy and raised the energy to temporarily block the endless sword energy, and said at the same time:
"No! How can you do this?!"
The two swords move together, like wind and waves, the sword moves like clouds and flowing water, rolling back and forth layer by layer, intertwining into a dense sword network.
"The wave of the sword is popular in any river and mountain!" Lan
The sword net spread rapidly in all directions, dissolving thousands of sword energy. Taking advantage of the sword's remaining power, Yin Xiaoshen charged forward with his sword!
Lin Chongyang turned the sword in his hand: "Isn't this natural?"
The sword flashed for a moment, and the four swords connected in a chain, adding layers of frost and coldness.
It is the Jiu Que Ming Han Jue Style - Four Seasons Bullying Frost!
At this time, the music that reached my ears was extremely high!
"Holy shit! Why do you even know this trick?!"
Stopping talking but still wanting, Yin Xiao deeply absorbed the remaining power of his previous moves and used his superb body skills at the same time, planning to change his moves to break the situation. Lan
"Xia Ying Feng waves and shocks the dust!"
The body shapes were misaligned several times, the sword turned into the wind and waves, and the seven strings appeared in front of the bamboo shadow again. A soft chant, but it was the fate of the strings and the front.
However!
The sword light flashed, and the differentiated shadows were cut through one by one by the cold light. Just when the victory was about to be decided——
"Boss, help me!"
