The Jade Girl Sword Technique is one of the highest martial arts of the Emei Sect. Only women can practice it. The sword technique is mysterious and can be divided into upper and lower parts. The upper sword asks about the heart and uses Qi to control it. It can be defended without attacking. The lower sword asks for feelings and uses strength to defend it and move. See blood.
This woman is dressed in a plain dress, with three thousand hair tied behind her head and fixed with a jade hairpin. Her face is smooth and flawless, her gestures are solemn and solemn, and she is quite majestic.
This person's surname is Su and his given name is Xiuxiu. He is the current leader of the Emei Sect. He wields the Jade Girl Questioning Heart Sword. He killed the demons in the North and cried for their father and mother. To this day, the reputation of the Jade Girl Sword still resounds throughout the North.
Dharma King Youyun was chopped to the ground again. He covered his chest and stared at Su Xiuxiu in front of him. Disdainful sarcasm gradually appeared on his face: "Fake goods are fakes after all. Even if you stole her name, so what? In terms of martial arts, you are far behind that person."
"..." Su Xiuxiu's eyes were slightly cold, and she pointed the long sword in her hand at Dharma King Youyun, and said indifferently: "Devil, you are at the end of your strength, you should die."
"Shameless talk!"
Dharma King Youyun laughed loudly: "You have also been slapped by me, so you are not feeling well at this moment. How much upper hand can you gain if the beating continues?"
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Just as Dharma King Youyun said, just when Su Xiuxiu broke through the black fog, she was injured by Dharma King Youyun's palm. At this moment, her internal organs felt as if they were on fire. If she tried to use her true energy to control the sword again, she would lose its power. a bit.
This Dharma King Youyun is worthy of being a pillar of the Xuantian Sect. The masters of the three Wudang sects of Mount Emei and Wudang tried to stop him and even though he was seriously injured, he was still able to beat him into an even match.
At this moment, most of the masters present were injured. Only Hu Qianzhong and a group of Hengshan disciples were left with their combat strength intact. Although Dharma King Youyun seemed to be completely depleted, at this time, who knew if the other party had any successors? hand.
Hu Qianzhong held the Muyu Sword in his hand and cautiously moved forward a few steps, but then stopped. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the kneeling Dharma King Youyun, who was panting, feeling hesitant in his heart.
At the moment when Hu Qianzhong hesitated, a cold light flashed in His Holiness Youyun's eyes, and the black energy surged under his sleeves and robes again, protecting his figure and rushing towards the opponent like a cannonball.
Hu Qianzhong was shocked. He gritted his teeth and used a magic blade hanging edge. The bizarre sword array fell, but it was not able to stop the attack of Dharma King Youyun at all.
But what he didn't expect was that the black seal of King Youyun's palm tore through the illusory formation, and the force hitting his sword was unexpectedly light.
Hu Qianzhong was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses and shouted: "No! This devil is going to run away!"
As expected, they saw Hu Qianzhong being attacked. The elders of the Hengshan Sect and Wangchen behind him rushed forward despite their injuries. With the flash of sword light, they did indeed injure Dharma King Youyun.
But in this way, the other party also found an opportunity to take advantage of it. King Youyun actually withstood these swords, rolled up the black cloud again, and rushed out of the crowd.
"Chase!"
Hu Qianzhong ordered angrily, and he and more than a dozen disciples with full combat power immediately chased the black cloud. The two elders of Hengshan looked at each other and followed suit.
Wangchen was left holding his mouth and nose and coughing a few times. He turned to look at Su Xiuxiu and said, "I didn't expect Master Su to come here. I just want to thank you for saving my life."
Su Xiuxiu's face was a little pale. She sat cross-legged and slowly circulated her inner energy while saying: "It is our responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. Why should Taoist Wangchen say thank you?"
Wangchen put away his iron sword, took a breath, and said curiously: "The news that Master Youyun was seriously injured only came out within a month. Head Su is far away in Sichuan, and he arrived so quickly."
Su Xiuxiu shook her head: "I happened to be passing by. I was going to Wudang. I heard about this devil on the way, so I changed my route."
Wangchen was in awe: "Master Su is so chivalrous that Pindao admires him endlessly. By the way, I don't know why the master went to Wudang. After the devil's matter is dealt with, please let Pindao personally lead the master up the mountain." .”
Su Xiuxiu nodded slightly: "Speaking of this matter..."
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Just when Dharma King Youyun escaped again, Tianquan also hurried to Golden Crow Hill. He found traces of the battle between the two sides in the reed grass, so he cautiously probed into it.
Unexpectedly, no trace of Dharma King Youyun was found along the way. Instead, he directly found Qian Xiaoxiao and Gongsun Cheng who had been kidnapped.
"Little girl! Are you okay!" Tianquan was overjoyed to find Qian Xiaoxiao. Gongsun Cheng beside him was magnificently ignored. Of course, this was not intentional on his part, but he really didn't notice.
But there was no joy on Qian Xiaoxiao's face after a long separation. When she saw Tianquan coming forward, she quickly reminded loudly: "Be careful! There are other people here!"
Tian Quan was startled, and suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a sharp palm wind struck him in the face in an instant.
The sneak attack came suddenly, but Tianquan reacted in time and pulled out his sword to block it. When his body retreated suddenly, he swung the sword left and right, and with a cold glow, one sword edge turned into three swords. Angry, thrust out violently.
The man stretched out a hand and waved the black robe on his body like a wheel. The three sword energy disappeared like a clay figure into the water.
After this fight, Tian Quan looked seriously and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you!"
The black-robed man's palms turned blue, his eyes were fixed on Tianquan, and he said with a smile: "So you are that Qingcheng sect disciple who does not know whether to live or die. You are not old, but you are quite courageous. With this little knowledge, you dare to chase the Dharma King. ridiculous."
"Don't underestimate him."
Another unfamiliar voice came, and another man in black robes walked out from the darkness, holding two copper maces in his hands. His voice sounded a little old: "This Zuiyue Third Lane is Yushu's experienced housekeeper. With this skill, this kid is so good at it, I'm afraid he is not a direct disciple of that veteran."
"Interesting, interesting." The third man in black robe appeared with a nine-section whip tied around his waist. He looked at Tianquan with great interest and said, "I heard that Yushu has a disciple who is young. He only has a knight-errant name, what is his name, Tsing Yi Little Sword, it seems he is this guy?"
The empty-handed man in black robe asked: "Kill him?"
The man in black robe with the nine-section whip was silent when he heard the words, and looked at the man in front of him holding the copper mace. He only heard the other person say: "Don't worry, you come with me to meet the Dharma King. As for you, play with this kid first." Let’s play.”
"You always say something, I just obey your orders."
The man in black robe with the nine-section whip chuckled, took off the nine-section whip and held it in his hand. His arm was strong, and he whipped the whip fiercely in his hand. The whip flew like a dragon, and the iron whip like a poisonous snake suddenly rushed towards Tianquan. Shooting is coming!
Tian Quan did not dare to neglect, and immediately started to use his skills. He pointed the sword out a little further and fought with the whip, creating a series of flying sparks.
The man in black robes laughed ferociously, and changed the iron whip in his hand to sweeping, directly attacking Tianquan's lower plate. The latter's eyes were focused and he immediately jumped up high. He circled his wrist and brought back the weapon, and then drew out a fierce light in the air. Quan couldn't dodge, leaving a trace of blood on his face.
"Boy, use whatever skills you have. Let me see how much Yushu's disciples really have."
