I once stood outside Tiantai Mountain with swords and swords blazing, walked out of the hospital and saw the dangerous cliffs of a low gorge, and even weighed the weight of that copper coin between life and death. The moon was setting, the crows were crowing, and the winter snow was welcoming. It seemed that the only woman beside me was weighing Snoring and snoring with horses can make the night cool.
Yun Zhong had spent many nights and was used to hearing the sound of firewood being peeled off. Apart from practicing, he had countless thoughts.
The Autumn Lake in the belly is causing trouble, and the fire from the empty Dantian comes and goes. It is really difficult to feel the original state of mind under the pressure, so I just try to follow my heart every day and stop thinking about it. But now I see evil doing, the inner Qi can't help but rise from the Dantian and go straight into it. Between the palms and fingers, the formation hangs to the shoulders.
Ten steps away, the horse is fast, the back of the scimitar is solid and tough, not decorated with complicated patterns, and the swallowing is nothing special; the sword edge is suddenly withdrawn, and the whole body is like snow light, and it suddenly comes over with the whistle from the mouth of the reckless man, and it flashes to In front of you.
The young man dodged his head and flashed the sword, intercepted the incoming sword edge with the sword in his palm, stepped back and twisted his body, and with this strength, he used his strength to reach his shoulder and arm, knocking away the heavy long sword without losing any strength. , resisting the following swords one after another.
As he stepped back slightly, he happened to avoid the horses' hoofs. He bent down slightly and stepped to the top of the broken wall. Taking advantage of the time when several people had not yet turned their horses' heads, he spotted a man flying down from behind. The blade of the sword penetrated into the chest, and penetrated through the feet until the corpse fell onto the horse, its feet had already landed firmly on the ground, and the sword was returned to its sheath.
The heavy snow does not know the word stingy, it covers the streets and alleys, and the blood seeps very quickly. It is no more than the clusters of red flowers falling into pieces, and it has already been splashed with ink on Xuan, and it disperses very quickly.
He never used the sword energy on his shoulder, nor did he perform any clever sword moves. The young man stood up steadily, put the scabbard behind his back, and looked happy.
Delighted indeed.
I haven't drawn my sword for many days, but now my sword moves are not jerky, but are becoming more rounded and smooth. The essence of the flowing sword manual is like a river meeting a valley, and all the splashes come out, making your hands itchy.
Seeing this situation, the other three people also knew the crux of the matter. They turned away from their horses and stood silently in the wind and snow, staring at the extremely fast young man in front of them, their hearts tightening slightly. It is said that horses are faster than people, but since the person in front of me is so skilled, the horse's speed is actually lacking in flexibility. The original strengths turned into weaknesses, so the person in front of me succeeded in attacking and killing a person without spending much effort.
But no one cared about the man who fell into the blood. The so-called thieves, bandits, and strongmen were called brothers, but it was just about drinking, sex, power, and wealth, and they didn't take it seriously at all.
Xue Chen was suddenly hit by a strong gust of wind, and the three of them took action, but they all used their second-level cultivation. The sword light stood up straight, dozens of steps away, and it was close to the young man's neck in an instant. The sound was huge.
But Yun Zhong never backed away, he just smiled.
The snow dust stopped and hung in the air. Not far away, Wen Yu reined in the reins. There were only a handful of fine snowflakes within ten feet in front of him, which instantly stopped the castration. Instead, they were densely surrounding the sword light. The originally powerful sword light was On the contrary, it was like ice meeting fire, and most of it suddenly disappeared, making it difficult to compare with the previous posture.
It will be difficult to achieve for a while, but once it is achieved, it will be established.
People in the second realm who have received blessings for no reason in the world are most reluctant to provoke formation practitioners. Even if there is only one formation practitioner in ten thousand, and there are only a handful of successful practitioners, they still need to keep these words in mind at all times, and they can borrow from all things in the world. In order to injure the enemy and obstruct the army, the first to build the formation was naturally to be cautious. However, now that they were ten feet away, the three of them still had some flaws. Wen Yu found an opening, and they only had one minute to go out of the formation. , and then ordered the man holding the sword to use up his sword.
The glint of the sword in front of him seemed to have faded from the snow. The young man's progress was not rapid at first, but when the snow dust was splashing on the soles of his boots, his figure was already close to three people and one foot. After three steps, those second-level men could already see the young man clearly. The snow had not melted between his brows, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, but instead of fighting with the young man, he ran towards Wen Yu who was still sitting upright on the horse, leaving only one person to hold down the corner of the formation and block Yun Zhong's path.
After all, he was a reckless man who had licked blood from the edge of a knife to fill his belly. Even though Yun Zhong was a master of swordsmanship, he always had the upper hand in just the first encounter. However, the three of them could still clearly distinguish between them. The most difficult one to deal with among the two was, But also Wen Yu, who was sitting upright on the horse with an indifferent expression.
With their cultivation alone, the three rough guys have the upper hand, but there is a woman who is proficient in formations. If they are not restrained, coupled with Yun Zhong's body and sword skills, it is enough to bring down the three of them. Therefore, after a little weighing in his mind, he immediately retreated from Yun Zhong's sharp edge and went straight to Wen Yu.
The girl also saw the scene clearly, but did not pay attention to it. Instead, she looked at the man standing steady beside the carriage in the distance and kowtowed three times.
Three large formations suddenly crashed down, blowing away nearly an inch of broken snow on the ground. The mountain collapsed and was cut off in half. Before it hit the ground, the grass and trees shook.
"Master said, after thinking about it, the formation of the third path has already reached the middle of the second realm. It is rare to meet a master who is at the top of the second realm today. It is not rude to ask for advice from my uncle."
The words were muffled and extinguished by the wind. Even the two rough men who were more than ten steps away could not hear them clearly. They could only vaguely see the lips and teeth of the woman on the horse opening and closing, but could not hear the sound. But the man who was two or three heads taller than an ordinary person made a slight movement, drew out the thick mountain-cutting knife from his back, and inserted it diagonally into the earth and rocks under his feet that were not yet frozen to hardness.
The surrounding westerly wind blew up the tattered and damaged wine flags outside the building and the cloth flags in front of the ancient temple, making a hunting sound. After the tip of the machete penetrated the earth and rocks, the flags stopped and the flags stopped, as if a giant spirit with a weight of ten thousand kilograms stood up with its shoulders swaying. On the man's shoulders, before the formation had even landed, the force of his arms blocked the bottom of the formation and held it in mid-air.
Three large formations, three trembling sounds, could be heard for dozens of miles around. The old tiles and the rotten plaques on the terraces facing the street were all covered with dust and gravel, and several doors were barely standing. After all, they did not escape. After such a tremor, it fell into the dust and fell into pieces.
The sword energy hanging on Yun Zhong's shoulder was all connected into a line. At this time, the sword was drawn out. Although the distance was close to ten feet, the sword energy made up for the gap, and it was delivered to the man's face in an instant. The latter had expected it, and the sword flashed Turning again, there was no hard connection, but a slight vibration of the sword. Then the sword was displayed, and the mighty inner energy rushed out. It was like a maggot attached to the bone, like a shadow, wrapping around the sword energy with its soft strength.
It is clear that they are all standing in the two realms, and looking at this sword wielding man, he is by no means taking it easy. During the period of moving and moving Qi, it seems that the foundation is solid. It should not be dealt with in this way, but now Yunzhong's sword Qi is so powerful that it is difficult to break through. Xue Feng. Moreover, the man intended to delay Yun Zhong's footsteps, so even if he put away his attacking hand and responded with this kind of knife-wrapping method, it was exactly what the young man wanted.
The Flowing Water Sword Style has always been not about attacking hands, but about defending the winding style. It is like running water, coming and going suddenly, and it is most elusive. Therefore, although the man expected that there was no mistake, he did not take advantage of it. Just a little bit cheap, the sword energy suddenly dispersed, like snowflakes, and then avoided the sword light and condensed again. Instead, the man holding the sword who wanted to trap the enemy fell into the air.
In just a moment, life or death can be judged.
The sword energy dispersed and re-condensed, and then left the sword. The power contained in the sword was accompanied by a restaurant that had been decaying for many years, and the man's left arm was completely severed. Although the sword energy dispersed, the remaining strength broke through several broken walls. . The man's left shoulder looked as flat as a mirror, and all the bones, flesh, and tendons could be clearly seen. After a moment, blood suddenly splashed out and dripped down the entire body for several steps.
There is a walking sword that generates its own sharpness. The vast sword energy seems to be like the tide coming to the pavilion.
The man in the distance who used his magical power to withstand the pressure of three large formations frowned. He actually ignored Wen Yu for the time being, his face darkened, and he held the hilt of the mountain-climbing knife under his feet with one hand, intending to take action.
In the long street, a man had his arm cut off by Yun Zhong. He could be said to be tough at the end. He gritted his teeth to resist the pain, and still kept using the knife. He almost forced all the internal energy out of his body. The sword glow was actually It became stronger and stronger, and for a while it withstood Yun Zhong's sword energy. Two pairs of them fought against each other, making it difficult to distinguish the winner. The other two rough guys took advantage of this skill and came straight towards Wen Yu's direction. Their swords were shining brightly and they were only a few dozen steps apart. However, the latter seemed to be willing to suffer damage rather than suppress the rough guy who was guarding the chariot tent. He tapped his fingers one by one, and moved towards the man who was about to take action but was delayed by the large formation, and then suppressed two or three large formations one after another.
After Wen Yu entered the second realm, his inner energy was several times deeper. Such a large formation that consumed his energy and energy, and three or five of them were set up one after another. He was still out of breath, and there was a faint pain in his Dantian. Although he could barely restrain the arrogant man. , it is still the same as raising the soup to stop it from boiling. Now the two men were approaching, and the black deer under his crotch felt something, and he almost wanted to retreat, but was stopped by the girl's clear scolding, and then he raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man who was still fighting with the man.
The snow particles in the sky, together with the gravel and rubble on the surrounding broken walls, slowly gathered towards the center of the street and were arranged in a line, like the Milky Way falling to the ground.
I don't know if he is conscious and blessed in his soul. He has not yet distinguished himself from the man who is already fighting for his life. The young man swung his sword and stood up on tiptoe. When he stepped on this waterfall, he lay down, broken by snowflakes. On top of the solid long line of tiles, he was flying towards me.
Wherever the young man stepped, everything collapsed, just like running wildly on an icy lake, with cracks all over his body, and if he slowed down slightly, he would fall.
So the man who was standing outside the tent of the iron chariot saw the young man leaping up from a distance, carrying a sword box, as if he was flying through the void. It was clearly a true second-level cultivation. At this moment, running, it seemed In the spirit of Ta Yao.
When Yun Zhong landed, he stepped on countless snow and drew his sword to stop the two people behind him. However, he did not turn around eagerly. Instead, he glanced at the girl who was still sitting upright on the horse, with no inner energy flowing in her body, and pulled her head down slightly. corner of mouth.
"If you try so hard next time, you will be punished according to the rules of the mountain."
Wen Yu had already poured out all his inner energy to the point where he was surrounded by four walls. It was rare that he could still barely sit on the saddle. Hearing that the young man spoke at this moment, he still refused to lose. When he was about to speak to refute, he almost collapsed, so he had to purse his pale lips. , glanced at the young man angrily.
Similarly, Yun Zhong did not waste any more words, but turned around leisurely, shrugged his shoulders and hung the sword box securely, holding the water-fire swallowing sword in his hand flat.
It determines both victory and defeat, as well as life and death.
Whether you are a martial artist or a practitioner, you all speak based on your position, and of course you don’t have much to say.
Sword energy looks for bullfighting.
