On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the stars are brilliant and the full moon is like an ice disk.
Ye Gucheng drew his sword and put it away with a lonely expression, looking coldly at the noisy crowd below.
His moves were really clean and neat. Not only was his movement graceful and beautiful, but the light changes in his swordsmanship were as breathtaking as those of a flying fairy from heaven.
An old man wearing a gray robe had a bloody hole in his chest. He stumbled towards the audience. Halfway there, he finally lost his breath.
The fastest way to become famous in the martial arts world is to challenge someone who is more famous than you. As long as you are not, your fame will only grow.
Especially in such an occasion where thousands of people gather, once you have enough strength, you can immediately become famous in the martial arts world.
The premise is, don't pick a stronger opponent who doesn't intend to show mercy.
In the eyes of most people, Taoist Shanfeng, the head of the Kongtong Sect, tried to challenge Ye Gucheng over his own power, and ended up defeated.
But in fact, Taoist Shanfeng's secret identity is one of the five dragon heads of the Blue Dragon Society. He was stabbed to death with a sword without mercy, which undoubtedly meant that Ye Gucheng was out of Wu Ming's control.
Just this afternoon, while Wu Ming was in retreat, Ye Gucheng used his sword to kill through the invisible man's stronghold, came to the sword competition platform that had been built long ago, and announced that anyone could challenge him to life or death. rule.
Not only to lure Wu Ming's men to come for revenge, but also to build up momentum for the pinnacle sword.
This was the first time Ye Gucheng was gathering momentum like this, and perhaps the last time, because he was ready to face Wu Ming.
However, Wu Ming didn't come so late, and so few of his men came. Where have they gone? Shaking the blood on the tip of the sword, Ye Gucheng couldn't help but think.
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The moon tonight seems to be more beautiful than usual, mysteriously beautiful, desolately beautiful, and heartbreakingly beautiful.
Every time the moon is full, Aunt Gongsun wants to kill someone.
She was disguised as a very old woman, wearing a green dress with patches all over her body. It seemed as if a big stone was pressing on her back, as if her waist had been broken in the middle.
When she walked, it was as if she was bent over and looking for something on the ground. The moonlight shone on her face, which was full of wrinkles and looked like a piece of tissue paper that had been crumpled into a ball and then unfolded.
"Roasted chestnuts with sugar!" She was also holding a large bamboo basket in her hand, covered with a piece of thick cotton cloth. "Roasted chestnuts with sugar have just been put on the market. The roasted chestnuts with sugar are fragrant and hot. They only cost ten cents a piece." catty."
A lonely and poor old woman, in her twilight years, still used her almost completely hoarse voice to sell her roasted chestnuts.
Just when Mrs. Gongsun's dry mouth showed a hint of a sinister smile, and she was imagining how many more people would die under the sugar-roasted chestnuts that night, she suddenly felt someone tapping her shoulder.
"Girl, do you want to buy sugar-roasted chestnuts to eat?" Aunt Gongsun's old voice sounded, and she slowly turned around.
Zhao Qing looked at the wrinkles on her face and said indifferently: "Ten cents per catty, how much is one pill?"
Aunt Gongsun was surprised and said: "One pound is only ten dollars. Does the girl really only buy one?"
"Just buy one." Zhao Qing threw down a copper plate and said coldly: "A poisoned roasted chestnut, if it doesn't kill you, I'll give you another one..."
She was only halfway through her words when Lady Gongsun had already pulled out a pair of daggers tied with bright red satin from the basket. The sword flashed, and the sword edge stabbed towards Zhao Qing's throat.
Judging from the speed of this sword, it was clear that Aunt Gongsun had already accumulated her power beforehand, and her strike was as sharp as an eagle's beak and as fierce as thunder and lightning.
After all, although she was disguised as an old woman, when the expert touched his body, he could immediately feel that Aunt Gongsun's skin was smooth and tender, and she definitely did not look like an old man in his sixties or seventies.
Knowing that Zhao Qing had already patted her on the shoulder, Aunt Gongsun was naturally ready to strike first.
The shining sword edge and the cold sword energy seemed to bloom a blood flower on the opponent's body in the blink of an eye, but it fell into the air in the next moment.
Zhao Qing, who gently floated five feet away, glanced at Aunt Gongsun, who was hesitating whether to attack or run away, and suddenly shouted in a cold voice to the seemingly deserted surroundings: "People who are ambushing around you, you are following me, no?" You would be so courageous that you wouldn’t dare to join us.”
With a crisp whistle, a slender girl in plain white clothes jumped out from behind the wall seven or eight feet away and shouted sternly: "Everyone, come together to avenge Brother Ninth!" It was the last time he escaped death. beef soup.
A figure flew over, raised his hands, and fired dozens of black marbles, which were the thunderbolts from Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall. Some of them collided and detonated in mid-air, changing directions many times in the smoke, covering Zhao Qing's front, rear, left and right.
A wall eight or nine feet away suddenly collapsed, and a fat man walked out slowly, a bright silver flying knife spinning rapidly in his hands.
Four old men with green faces, each holding a simple long sword, formed a tight formation and followed behind the fat man.
"Is there only such a small number of people?" Zhao Qing waved his palm and knocked away the flying thunderbolts from a distance. He sighed slightly disappointedly, but he was not surprised.
After a large number of Wu Ming's men died last time, it was considered good that there were still these few masters left.
However, if these people are put together, even if they join forces with Gongsun Auntie, they will at best be on par with Gong Jiu, He Shangshu and others. They are not here to die, right?
Or are they just here to lead the charge and consume my energy? Wu Ming is hiding in the dark, ready to attack at any time?
Zhao Qing was thinking in her heart. After she went out at night, she found a group of people following her from a distance. They seemed to want to make a sneak attack, but they never dared to take action.
She also thought that the other party had some tricks up her sleeve, so she deliberately waited until she reached an open area before breaking the trace, to prevent the enemy's attack from implicating innocent passers-by.
The reason why I met Aunt Gongsun here may be a coincidence, or it may be partly due to the guidance of the enemy. In short, Zhao Qing has decided to kill all these people here.
Although Gongsun Lan had never taken the initiative to provoke her, he often poisoned sympathetic innocent people with sugar-roasted chestnuts. Zhao Qing had long planned to get rid of her, but he had never encountered her before.
Of course, she was still prepared to take a closer look at the "sword weapon" skills passed down by the famous swordsman Gongsun Gongsun in the Tang Dynasty, in order to transform them into a kind of sword spirit refined by "refining the spirit and nourishing the sword".
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun who moved all directions with her sword dance. The viewer is as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth are depressed for a long time.
Yao is like Yi shooting at nine sunsets, and he is as powerful as a group of emperors flying into the sky. It comes like thunder to absorb its wrath, and ends like the clear light of the river and sea.
According to ancient legend, the "sword weapon" is not a sword, but the name of an ancient martial dance. The dancers in colorful clothes have empty hands and colorful ribbons flying. It was not until Aunt Gongsun that this dance technique, which was originally only for viewing, was changed. , turned into a martial art that can actually stab enemies and hurt people!
When she performed this dance in front of Emperor Shengwen and Shenwu, she may not have used a sword, for fear that the energy of the sword would frighten the emperor. But she actually created a sword technique in private, making the "sword weapon" truly become a kind of sword.
This kind of swordsmanship was born out of dance skills, and is of course different from other swordsmanship. Therefore, in Zhao Qing's eyes, it has its own unique meaning and value.
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After looking around, Zhao Qing took a step forward and walked towards Gongsun Lan, who was watching the situation.
With a "chi" sound, the sword energy broke through the wind. Gongsun Lan shouted softly, and the two daggers were like dragons scissoring each other, stabbing at each other like lightning, and then stabbed in the air again.
Beef Soup puts on a pair of gold gloves and rushes in together with the fat man, the thunder bomb master, and the Four Swordsmen of Tianmen. The claw skills are like lightning, and the flying knives are like thunder. They attack from the left and right without any delay.
I saw Zhao Qing smiling, gently dodging the incoming flying knife, and volleyed it casually.
Beef Soup's eyes blurred, and the Ruyi Orchid hand that was exerting all its strength was attracted by an unstoppable force. It was originally intended to grab the opponent's shoulder, but at this moment, it actually grabbed the fat man's waist.
The fat man was horrified and changed his moves. With a sneer, his clothes were torn. At the critical moment, a big soft bump bulged out from his side, removing the force of the grip, showing that his internal strength had reached its peak.
Hunyuan Yi Qigong? Zhao Qing's thoughts moved slightly, and he reached out and volleyed backwards.
The four swords of the Four Swords of Tianmen stabbed at each other like lightning, flashing with cold light, and actually pierced each other's chests.
It turns out that after Zhao Qingming succeeded in his jade work, he tried to figure out the "moving flowers and jade" skills of Yihua Palace back then, and practiced his moves with these enemies.
Although the Jade Rakshasa has not received the inheritance of "moving flowers to join jade", there is still a lot of gap between the martial arts of "moving flowers and joining jade" and the level of Mingyu Kung Fu. There is no need to spend time pondering and creating it. ;
But in Zhao Qing's opinion, once the Mingyu Gong breaks through to the ninth level, relying on the strong suction force, it is easy to perform such martial arts. Now that he is thinking about it, he is familiar with the attack methods of the ninth level of the Mingyu Gong in advance.
Under her little test, Beef Soup and the fat man who practiced Hunyuan Yi Qigong were almost defeated in one move; as for the Four Swords of Tianmen, the four of them were only top-notch masters and could not stop Zhao Qing at all. He used his strength to fight and was killed on the spot.
Zhao Qing's movements were as light as smoke, moving left and right, causing Beiutang and the others to leave scars on each other, and they were exhausted.
It wasn't until Gongsun Lankankan finished all the sword skills that she suddenly reached out and made a move. The Seven-Star Sword was instantly unsheathed and circled dozens of times around several people, leaving behind four broken corpses.
"Wu Ming, you've been watching for a while. You haven't made a move. Could it be that you're scared?" Zhao Qing suddenly turned around, walked towards a dark corner, and said calmly.
"Actually, I was present both at Chunhua Building and Xicheng Street." Wu Ming walked slowly, looking like a kind and gentle old man, with no trace of the peerless martial arts he possessed.
He said equally calmly: "I'm very interested in how you discovered me this time."
Zhao Qing was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that Wu Ming was present during the two attacks, but he didn't notice it.
Fortunately, after cultivating the seventh consciousness, his perceptual ability increased greatly, and he finally discovered the other party's traces.
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