Facing Ying Tongxi's exquisite sword moves, Ye Xingsong's "Fa Sword" suddenly lost all its strength, showing its gentle nature.
Ying Tongxi struck out with his sword, but it had no impact at all. The empty door was suddenly exposed. No matter how many moves he had left, how could he catch it?
Ying Tongxi was inexplicably shocked, and the soft hair suddenly became straight again. In the blink of an eye, she heard a sneer and pierced his collar on the spot. The power of the Senhan Sword penetrates the skin, and the protective potential gained through decades of hard training is now in vain.
Ying Tongxi couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. In shock, he threw himself back with all his strength. He did three somersaults in mid-air before he managed to stabilize his body. When he landed, he was still frightened. His body was trembling slightly, and his old and skinny face became even paler. Like paper.
Ye Xingge remained unmoved, twirled his hair and said calmly: "As expected, the old scholar is just a general."
Ying Tongxi's face suddenly turned red, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of blood slowly emerging from his neck. He was so embarrassed that he did not dare to get angry.
Although Yu Bingru didn't see clearly the specific situation when the two of them fought, she was really horrified when she saw Ye Xingge defeating the Sword Alliance's chief instructor who was one of the Seven Swords of China with just one move.
This demon king is so powerful that he is almost invincible. Who in the martial arts world can control him?
At this time, Ye Xingge's face turned pale, he stared at Ying Tongxi and said, "I don't know who created the sword technique you use, but I am sure that you have not understood this superb sword intention, otherwise how could you just You will be defeated by me in one move."
Ying Tongxi's eyes flashed sharply, and he said in a hoarse voice: "The late leader of our alliance, Feng Chuxiao, was known as 'Chu Kuang' Feng Sanlang in the world. He was buried in Caishiji with your general Shangguan Duo. This flawless Ming Dynasty The sword technique was created by him."
Ye Xingge muttered: "Feng Chuxiao, Shangguan Duo... I still have no memory at all, but since your alliance leader died together with my general, you must have not yet mastered the swordsmanship, which is really regrettable. "
Ying Tongxi sneered and said: "Although Shangguan Duo is only ranked tenth among the Twelve Demon Kings, his unique skill 'The Sky-Destroying Sword Style' is designed to defeat sword masters. Many swordsmanship elites have died under his spell." Under the flying cone, the alliance leader accepted the challenge graciously, and it is very rare to be able to die with the enemy."
Ye Xingge nodded slightly and said: "So it turns out that the struggle for supremacy in the world has wiped out talented people, and it seems to be my fault again. I just don't know if Feng Chuxiao has other descendants. I am quite interested in meeting one and watching this flawless person again. The essence of Mingjian Jue."
After hearing this, Ying Tongxi became even more serious, with a tense face and said nothing. Yu Bingru was shocked, secretly wondering why Ye Xingge had even forgotten his former enemy Feng Chuxiao, and considering that he only "vaguely remembered" his adoptive father Feng Wuji before, could it be that this former Jingyu leader Amnesia?
Ye Xingge didn't see Ying Tongxi's reply, and when he understood it, he muttered softly: "It's okay if you don't say anything, old scholar. We will meet each other in the future if we are destined. However, you made it clear before that if you lose to me, you will no longer insist on entangled. Does this still count?"
Ying Tongxi took a breath and said calmly: "I was negligent for a moment and forgot that your sword has a strange quality. That's why although I was sorry to lose just now, I was not convinced."
Ye Xingge was not surprised, he just looked at Ying Tongxi and said, "After listening to what the old scholar said, do you want to compete with me again?"
Ying Tongxi gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, if we lose again this time, I will definitely keep my promise."
Ye Xingge nodded slightly and said: "There are flaws in the flawless sword, and the bright sword is not a sword. This is the true meaning of the flawless sword technique. How much an old scholar can understand will determine how many of my moves you can block."
A flash of strangeness flashed across Ying Tongxi's face, and then he said in a loud voice: "Thank you for reminding me, I'll learn some great tips!"
Amidst the shouts, one could see the majestic momentum of "Tian Xin", slashing down at Ye Xingge, and the sword's heroic spirit was extraordinary, which showed that Ying Tongxi was already exerting all his strength.
Ye Xingge had a look of approval on his face, and stepped forward to engage in the battle. Suddenly, two sword winds, one bright and one dark, one hard and one soft, crisscrossed each other, and unparalleled power spread across the fields. Although he didn't hear the jingle of the fighting, There was a faint sound, but the overwhelming fighting spirit could be seen even more faintly.
Ying Tongxi wields his long sword freely, his aura is free and elegant, and his trance is as if he is full of youth and has endless youthful spirit. The power of the sword is majestic and generous, and the moves are eclectic, just like Wu Dai, who is at ease with the wind.
Ye Xingge, on the other hand, is calm and calm, his movements are rigorous and concentrated, he is slow and urgent between advance and retreat, and he is balanced in attack and defense without leaning to either side. A wisp of green silk in his palm draws an unbreakable boundary, just like Cao's clothes with water, invulnerable.
The two of them were still fighting near Yu Bingru at first, but after dozens of moves, they moved sideways to a hundred steps away.
Although it was difficult for Yu Bingru to understand the profound mysteries of this sword duel, she could see that Ye Xingge was deliberately trying to influence the situation to prevent her from suffering disaster.
Feeling grateful but also feeling strange, Yu Bingru's thoughts kept spinning, secretly wondering whether the devil king was really interested in protecting him like this, or was he taking this opportunity to smear the reputation of his master? If it is confirmed that it is the latter, even if he decides to die, he will never let his evil plan succeed.
Yu Bingru was just making up his mind when he saw Ye Xingge pull away and then said loudly: "A hundred moves have been made, let's stop."
Ying Tongxi suddenly encountered this change in the middle of a fierce battle. He couldn't help but be very surprised. He frowned for a moment and said, "The winner has not yet been decided. Why did Master Ye give up the battle?"
Ye Xingge smiled deeply, raised his sleeves and brushed it away leisurely. Suddenly, he saw dozens of tiny debris flying up from Ying Tongxi's body. If he looked closely, it turned out to be strands of cloth that had fallen off his green robe!
Ying Tongxi was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his Qi and pulse were blocked in more than a dozen acupuncture points, and he was in unbearable pain all over his body. When he came to his senses, he was so stunned that his body was trembling and he couldn't say even a single word.
Ye Xingge looked indifferent, nodded slightly and said: "I have realized this in a short period of time. The old scholar has not let me down. If you return to your true heart and practice swordsmanship from now on, there is no chance of surpassing Di Cangqiong."
Ying Tongxi's expression changed several times, and finally he sighed and said: "That's all, Master Ye Da's magical skills are amazing. I am truly convinced and don't dare to deliberately embarrass you again. If there is a chance to meet again in the future, I should ask for advice again to prove it. Whether you are improving your swordsmanship or not."
The head teacher of the Sword Alliance felt that his face was dishonorable, so he walked away after saying that. Yu Bingru felt a move in his heart when he saw this, and quickly called out: "Senior, please don't worry, I guarantee that I won't tell anyone about what happened just now, and I will not tell anyone else." Please don’t misunderstand me, senior.”
Ying Tongxi did not turn around, but said in a deep voice: "I should have taken this vain reputation a long time ago. It doesn't make any difference if you say it or not. I just hope that you will still remember your origin and keep entangled with the devil. After all, It won’t end well.”
Suddenly the figure was gone, but the hesitation in the words could still be heard. Yu Bingru knew that the suspicion had arisen, but Ying Tongxi had made up her mind not to listen to the explanation. What could she do? Between her wry smiles, she heard Ye Xingge cough lightly and say: "Little girl, please return the original strand of black silk. Just put it away."
