Chapter 837 Seven-Star Dragon Scale
It is said that the green sword in Zhao Yun's hand can cut iron like mud and break hair with a blow. Now, coupled with Zilong's constant cultivation of internal strength, a white light flashed out as soon as he made a move, and a cloud of white frost rose from the ground and rolled toward Chen Long. Attack.
Chen Long knew that the Qingzhi Sword was powerful, so he immediately swung the Yique heavy sword in his hand, and blocked the river with an iron rope move. The inner strength of the Tuanxi Kung Fu was like a big river, crossing the space within a foot of the two of them, protecting the vitals of the whole body.
Chen Long's internal force showed a slight light blue color, as if it was integrated with the epee. The epee was cleverly hidden in the mist formed by the internal force, making it difficult to detect the true identity of the epee with the naked eye. As soon as the internal forces of the two groups touched slightly, they immediately made a sizzling sound, like the friction sound when a sharp weapon splits an iron shield. It was the balance between extremely sharp and extremely heavy attack and defense.
The sword in Zhao Yun's hand immediately changed subtly. The sword became straight, and the sharpest tip of the sword immediately penetrated into Chen Long's inner strength. It actually integrated the marksmanship into the swordsmanship, and was instantly absorbed by Chen Long's thick body. The inner strength of the bodyguard opened a passage, and it penetrated deeply like a steel spear.
Chen Long was slightly shuddered. The tip of the Qingzhi sword was so sharp that it could easily pierce the body's protective energy. It came straight in. He suddenly felt a stinging pain in the large hole in his chest. He was almost injured by the sword energy. Only then did he realize how powerful the Qingzhi sword was. With a slight flip of his wrist, the heavy sword immediately turned sideways, turning from empty to solid at the same time. The broad blade of the sword was blocked in front of the chest. At the same time, he exerted force on his feet and jumped back suddenly.
There was only a loud bang in his ears, and the tip of the green sword hit the Yique epee sword hard. Chen Long took advantage of the situation and flew far away, laughing loudly: "Zilong Divine Sword!"
Before he finished speaking, a tiger roared suddenly from behind Chen Long, and a group of phantoms in brocade jumped out from Chen Long's side, heading straight towards Zhao Yun who had just withdrawn his sword and stepped back. There was also a sharp long sword in his hand, reflecting like a stream of autumn water. The morning glow on the horizon is particularly eye-catching, transforming into a monstrous force.
Chen Long stood still and couldn't help blurting out: "Meng Qi!"
It turned out that during the sword showdown between Chen Long and Zhao Yun, Ma Chao had already arrived outside the military tent to watch the battle. Seeing that Zhao Yun's sword was as powerful as a rainbow, he forced the master Chen Long back. Although he secretly cheered, he was dissatisfied. He was a master of swordsmanship and the best in Xiliang's marksmanship. Like Zhao Yun, he was addicted to guns as much as his life. He had already tried it. A high and low heart. How could we easily miss such a good opportunity to compete for supremacy today?
The long sword in Ma Chao's hand is also of great origin. The handle is long and narrow, engraved with dragon scales and dotted with seven stars. It is known as the Seven-Star Dragon Scale Sword. The sword is slender and unrivaled in sharpness. The young Ma Chao once used this sword to create his own swordsmanship "technique" and killed countless Xiliang demons.
It was also the first time that Chen Long saw Ma Chao's "attack technique" activated at full strength. He couldn't help but stand still and take a closer look, and immediately sensed that Ma Chao had changed his breathing method. Although his foot speed is fast, his breathing is steady and slow from nose to abdomen. He does not exhale for a long time, which shows his long-term practice skills.
In just two breaths, Ma Chao was already in front of Zhao Yun. Seeing that Zhao Yun was ready, he raised the Seven-Star Dragon Scale Sword slightly, and the power of the sword became faster in an instant. The tip of the sword stabbed like lightning, with a killing blow. , stabbed towards Zhao Yun's shoulder, forming an extremely strong contrast with the deep and slow breathing.
Zhao Yun was in the middle of the situation and immediately felt the same. He made a slight mistake in his steps and turned his body sideways to avoid the landing point of the Seven-Star Dragon Scale Sword. Ma Chao immediately sensed it, and the long sword kept cutting across the air like flowing water. It drew a large arc in the void beside Zhao Yun's shoulder, and cut downwards to Zhao Yun's chest. This move is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and has the deepest meaning of "technique". Ordinary opponents may not be able to avoid this move.
Zhao Yun did not dare to neglect, he concentrated his mind, and his senses were instantly enhanced. He subconsciously raised the green sword with his right hand, flicked it horizontally to the right, and collided with the seven-star dragon scale sword with a scraping sound. The two swords each sliced horizontally, causing an unpleasant sound of metal friction that made one's eardrums buzz.
Zhao Yun made a defensive move and lost the opportunity. Ma Chao's skill was so good that he used his long sword like a violent storm. His subsequent moves were endless, giving Zhao Yun no chance to breathe. Zhao Yun relied on the sharpness of the sword and tried his best to catch the landing point of the Seven-Star Dragon Scale Sword. Several times, he used the swords to collide to save the day, but he had no time to counterattack. He couldn't help but secretly cheer in his heart.
Both of them were divine generals, and both wore silver robes and plain armor. They looked like pear blossoms in full bloom on the plains, and meteors flashed in front of the military tent. Everyone was stunned to see them. This battle turned the world upside down, but they still stood firm. After Zhao Yun gained a firm foothold, he started to counterattack more, but Ma Chao's physical condition showed no sign of slackening, and he was still full of momentum. It seemed that from the moment the sword was unsheathed, it would take five steps to knock down the opponent and splash blood before it returned to its sheath. return.
Chen Long and everyone behind him watched with great enjoyment, cheering and cheering for the two of them. Seeing that the two of them were fighting with no outcome, Chen Long became worried and finally couldn't help shouting: "Brothers, stop it!"
This sound was made with some internal energy, and penetrated deeply into the eardrums of Zhao Yun and Ma Chao. Both of them froze slightly, and their spirits immediately relaxed from the extreme tension. The long sword in their hands relaxed, and the dense attack and defense immediately came out. Through the gap, they each pulled back and looked at their opponents, all laughing.
Ma Chao rotated his wrist, and slowly put the long sword into the scabbard in a very graceful manner. His breathing seemed to carry the artistic conception of Yuan Zhuan, and he returned to Yuan slowly and steadily. His face did not change, and his heart did not beat. Chen Long's heart moved slightly. This calm, slow and deep inner breath was quite similar to the Tuanxi Kung Fu. It seemed that Ma Chao was not as simple a brave man as he imagined.
Zhao Yun's right hand holding the sword and his left hand holding the scabbard made a slight mistake and sheathed the Qingzhi Sword just right. The movement was very graceful. When the Qingzhi Sword was sheathed, Chen Long had already walked over and took Zhao Yun's left hand and Ma Chao's right hand respectively. The three of them laughed and felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
Immediately, Zhao Yun remembered that Chen Long had to shamelessly sleep with him in the thatched house in the past. His expression changed deliberately, and he shook Chen Long's evil claw away in disgust and said: "My lord, it's getting late, shouldn't we set off?" Are you going to meet the four great swordsmen of the Cao family?"
Chen Long retracted his clutches in embarrassment, only holding Ma Chao's small hand and saying, "What Zilong said is true."
Then he ordered Lu Chang behind him: "Send the order! The army will rise immediately and march along the road to Xiping Mansion."
She turned around and said to Chu Feiyan: "Feiyan, the army cannot be without generals. You are about the same height as Zilong. You can wear silver robes and plain armor. You can pretend to be Zilong and sit in the middle army and walk with the army." Chu Feiyan wanted to follow Chen Long to the small road to meet him. He is one of the four great swordsmen, but he knows that his lack of martial arts will inevitably become a burden to Chen Long, and he is even held hostage by the four great swordsmen, which is not a good thing. He happily agreed immediately, but asked Chen Long and all the brothers to be careful.
Chen Long turned around, looked at each other with Ma Chao and Zhao Yun, and took a deep breath: "We brothers, let's set off now!"
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
