Ding! ! ! ! !
Bai Di's explosive thrust was as powerful as thunder. Although Guan Luoyang blocked it with his sword, he was knocked back half a step.
The purple Taoist robe was waving in the wind, chasing after him. White shadows more than two feet long flickered. Between the wide and turned sleeves of the robe, afterimages were waved out, hitting Guan Luoyang's head, side of neck, ribs, belly, The lower Yin and other vital organs.
Guan Luoyang changed his steps backward, stepping down quickly step by step. The heavy soles of his shoes turned and rattled the thick floor. The long knife in his hand was folded and cut. During the limited movement, he used various parts of the long knife to Intercept the white bone flute.
He made full use of the back half of the long sword, the area near the hand guard, the swallowing part of the blade, and the back and hilt of the sword, which were difficult for ordinary sword practitioners to use.
As he retreated from the room to the door, the weapons of the two sides collided, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was continuous, but it was covered by an even more bizarre scream.
The white bone flute has been refined by magic for many years, and its toughness is no less than that of hundreds of refined steel.
Once it is swung, the air hits the holes on the flute, causing sharp and piercing sounds.
This kind of chirping, even if it is not played by a person as a complete melody, can still bring out some of the effectiveness of evil spells and reach other people's ears, with a long aftertaste that stimulates the heart.
The last rhyme of the previous sound has not gone away, and the next sound is superimposed rapidly, and is connected in a jagged manner, just like a noisy insect lying next to the ear and keeping chirping. It makes the person irritable, irritable, and almost want to vomit.
Guan Luoyang endured this sound. The moment he stepped out of the threshold with his back foot, he opened the flute with the knife in his right hand and stabbed it. His left hand was empty, and he suddenly opened his fingers and smashed them horizontally against the door frame.
The door frame on one side was broken by his palm, and a huge gap appeared. The broken wood and wooden wall fragments were driven by the force of his palm and shot toward the purple-robed Taoist.
These things are not slow, and if they hit an ordinary person, they will definitely cause redness and swelling everywhere, but they are not enough to cause any obvious impact on the purple-robed Taoist. He simply ignored them and kept his posture unchanged, preparing to stab again.
But after Guan Luoyang smashed it with his left palm, he turned his wrist and grabbed it, and he had already torn off the upper half of the door frame.
The walls of this inn are also made of wood. They were fixed with iron nails and glue during construction. This scratching and tearing had a wide range of implications. A piece of wood covering more than half of a person's body was torn off, and it was patted down towards the purple-robed Taoist. go.
The purple-robed Taoist's stab was forced to meet the blow halfway. He raised his wrist, stepped into a lunge, shook his shoulders and lifted it up. When the bone flute penetrated the remains of the wooden wall, he felt a powerful force. The Tao shook and dispersed.
Before the wooden wall could hit the purple-robed Taoist's head, it fell apart along the cracks left when it was originally put together.
When broken wood and iron nails were shooting out, Guan Luoyang opened and closed the long knife in his hand, and he struck at the enemy with all his strength.
The purple-robed Taoist swayed his waist and stepped backwards, twisting and turning, and his retreating trajectory was like a pattern of the Big Dipper.
After just dodging Guan Luoyang's vertical chop, he pursued him with diagonal hooks and shun slashes.
"Step backwards on the Seven-Star Step, keep your hips steady and your waist active, Mantis Fist?"
Guan Luoyang had a general understanding that although there were more spells in this world, the characteristics of various martial arts and boxing techniques were quite similar to the previous world of Lei Gong and the instructor.
This man obviously used the Mantis Fist. Although he was holding a flute, he was using swordsmanship. His body skills were extremely sophisticated.
Only when kung fu is practiced to the core, can the dodge just now be so dexterous that Guan Luoyang's three swords without even touching a corner of his clothes.
But the purple-robed Taoist stepped backwards and stepped on the seven-star step, and flashed to the depths of the room, next to the collapsed bed. When his fluttering clothes fell down, there was a sticky blood trail flowing down the palm of his hand onto the white bone flute.
Guan Luoyang's eyes were sharp and he could see at a glance that in the palm of the purple-robed Taoist's right hand, a piece of skin had been rubbed off by the end of the flute and was bleeding.
Just now, he prepared a stab and changed his move upward to block the debris of the wooden wall. He turned the pure sprinting force into an upward punch with drilling force.
When practicing basic martial arts skills, a person should step into a horse stance, sink his fists into his waist, and punch upwards. During the process of punching forward from the waist, the fists will rotate, and as soon as the punch is punched, the back of the fist will face upward.
This is the most basic drill and flip movement.
When you can practice this change faster than the blink of an eye, you can call it "Dou Fan Jin".
If you hold a weapon in your hand and use a drill to push the sword, a hole will be made when the sword is thrust out. The blood vessels will be broken and the skin and flesh will be exposed. The damage will be several times greater than a simple stab and pull out.
But during this process, the handle of the weapon will also rub against the skin of the palm. The stronger the force, the more intense the friction will be. It is normal for ordinary people's skin to be worn away and blood to be squeezed out.
But it is very abnormal that the skin on the palm of the swordsman's hand would be worn away.
To develop such a superb swordsmanship, one must have spent many years standing in the sunshine in the nine summers and sleeping in the snow for three winters, allowing all parts of the body to adapt to the unique way of exerting force in the swordsmanship. When fighting, he has various moves at his fingertips and makes the right response without thinking.
During this process, those parts of the body's surface should naturally have been polished away.
How could it be possible that the skin on his hand was rubbed off by the hilt of his own sword just because he used a sword to change his moves? !
What's more, this white bone flute is smoother than an ordinary sword hilt. The purple-robed Taoist's hand is so fragile, it doesn't look like the palm of a skilled swordsman at all.
When Guan Luoyang's eyes moved from his damaged right hand to this man's face, the feeling of violation became even stronger.
His face was flushed, his lips were a little purple, and his nose was obviously flaring, which was a sign of accelerated blood stimulation in the heart. The muscles on his face were slightly twitching in this state, but his eyes were sharp and agile, wandering around Guan Luoyang's body, looking for There may be some flaws.
The eyes and face didn't seem to belong to the same person, and the swordsmanship didn't seem to belong to him either.
"Interesting, this man is just a tool. The person who controls him is the real opponent of those moves I just made..."
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The jungle is deep and the hills are undulating.
In the vast courtyard built half against a low hill, there is a large area of unpaved red clay land, surrounded by high walls of large gray-blue square bricks.
In eight directions within the high wall, there are long yellow flags about three meters high.
A dark-brown woman with only brown cloth wrapped around her chest stood in this open space holding a long sword.
She has a bun on her head, with multiple slender wooden hairpins interspersed and fixed in place. It is orderly in the chaos. The color of the hairpins is like dead wood, with two pointed ends.
His facial features are deep and sharp, his forehead is full, but there are scars cut along the corners of his forehead.
Under the pair of tightly closed eyelids, the eyes were moving slightly, as if he could see something through the eyelids. He lowered his body slightly and let out a sigh.
The wind blowing from the ground blew the long flag, and the woman stepped forward with a spring of her feet. She stabbed with a sharp sword, and the sword body swung outwards. The tip of the sword trembled, like a phoenix nodding, and went straight into the palace.
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"Ah!"
The purple-robed Taoist sneered, stepped forward, and stabbed the white bone flute away.
Guan Luoyang raised the knife tip and stabbed the purple-robed Taoist's throat from below.
The bone flute swung outward, hitting the tip of the knife. The front end of the flute shook, and the shrill whistling sound slowed down, like a whimpering loop. Phoenix nodded, and went straight to the Tanzhong point in the middle of Guan Luoyang's chest.
Guan Luoyang turned sideways to dodge, returned his steps, swept out a large and full arc, went around behind the purple-robed Taoist, turned around and chased after him with a knife.
The purple-robed Taoist missed his stab, and then came back. He pressed his upper body down, and the knees of his hind legs almost touched the ground. He turned his waist, and the bone flute he stabbed forward almost touched the ground, and stabbed upward from the ground. .
The front end of the bone flute just hit Guan Luoyang's knife edge, which was the weakest point six inches in front of the handle.
Willow leaf piercing the forest sword technique, looking back to stab the moon!
Seventy or eighty years ago, Chen Yonghua regained Jiaozhi, and the people moved south. In addition to southern Yunnan, there were also people from Guangdong and Guangxi who entered Jiaozhi.
The land of Jiaozhi and Nanyang is humid and warm all year round, with extremely long sunshine. Although there are many mosquitoes and wild animals, there are also many edible plants and fruits. The locals can easily fill their stomachs, and naturally they have less ambition to make progress.
But in the eyes of the people who moved south from the Central Plains at that time, this place was full of business opportunities. There were incentives and rewards from the government, reclamation and planting, sugar cane and fruits, and convenient freight and water transportation. Naturally, it attracted many enterprising people. People come here to make a living.
Many of the leaders of the migrating team at that time were boxers. After arriving in Jiaozhi, they also passed down their boxing skills here. Among them were Shaolin disciples who were proficient in Xiangtang Boxing, and gradually deduced and created the Mantis Boxing line.
This kind of boxing has a flexible body, solid footwork, and strong branches and roots. It is very suitable for practicing kung fu in an environment like Nanyang. However, if you have a small amount of success, it will be greatly affected when you are making a living in the river valley jungle. convenient.
Therefore, although this boxing method was only created less than 80 years ago, it has already been divided into more than a dozen schools. There are no less than fifty martial arts schools in various places. Just talking about the current generation, there are more than 10 schools that have practiced Mantis. The young and strong boxer can probably have tens of thousands of people.
The more people who practice boxing and martial arts, the more wisdom and energy they can put into it, the more experience they accumulate, and the more fruitful results they obtain.
The Willow Leaf Crossing Forest Sword Technique is the most superior set of equipment and techniques among these fruitful achievements.
Carrying the sword with him is like a willow leaf passing through the forest, swinging erratically and twisting and turning as desired.
Looking back at Ji Yue's move, it is the highest achievement among the entire Willow Leaf Crossing Forest sword technique, a trump card that can determine life or death in an instant. The requirements for both strength and softness of the body and the coordination of eyesight have reached a level of nit-picking.
As long as there is a slight difference, or the turn is not quick enough, or the weakest point of the opponent cannot be found, then this action of looking back is equivalent to sending oneself to the opponent's knife edge to seek death.
Concentrate your whole body's strength and push from bottom to top, hitting the weakest point of the opponent's weapon.
It's not so much a thorn as a push, a bump.
Think about the bright moon hanging in the sky, how far away is it from the world?
This stab must have the courage to stab the moon! In other words, it takes 100% of the strength and 120% of the fierce and swift thrust to achieve the essence of this move.
With Guan Luoyang's arm strength, he couldn't help but feel numb, and the entire blade was "buzzing!" Then he was shocked, lifted up after being hit, and almost flew out of his hand.
The bone flute pressed downwards, and the purple-robed Taoist maintained his body at this height, stretched his long arms straight, and stabbed Guan Luoyang's lower abdomen.
The thrust was fast enough, and the timing was impeccably accurate.
Guan Luoyang's reaction was faster.
When the long knife was shaken and bounced upward, lightning flashed in his mind, and he had already vaguely guessed the opponent's next killing method.
So he relaxed his body in an instant. As the long knife was shaken up, he allowed his body to be driven upwards, and the tendons in the soles of his feet, ankles and heels worked together to lift his body a few inches.
Just in time, the bone flute struck and passed between his legs.
Guan Luoyang was in mid-air, his thighs closed, he used his waist to exert force, turned his body, turned his legs, snatched the bone flute from the purple-robed Taoist's hand, threw it out, and nailed it under the window.
He used the momentum of spinning, leaned forward, threw out his left arm, and slapped the side of the purple-robed Taoist's head.
With a bang, the purple-robed Taoist's whole head was turned and twisted, and he was pulled down. His body could not maintain the low, half-kneeling posture, and he fell down.
Guan Luoyang landed on the ground, raised the back of his sword forward, and turned the purple-robed Taoist's body over.
His head was twisted strangely, and his flushed face quickly turned blue. Thick blood flowed from his nostrils and eyes, and he was no longer breathing.
Over there, Taoist Master Zhiyuan had already dealt with Wei Dinggong and rushed upstairs. What he saw was the evil-breaking magic knife in Guan Luoyang's hand, piercing the heart of the purple-robed Taoist.
This man was eccentric, but his head was severed and a knife was stabbed through the heart, so he was not afraid of pretending to be dead again.
"Is this... solved?"
Taoist Master Zhiyuan was a little at a loss, and Qiu Shi, who rushed back here, was even more surprised.
Guan Luoyang breathed out and shook his head: "Although the fighting time was short, it was very dangerous. If the response was even worse, I would be the one lying here."
Although this purple-robed Taoist priest died quickly, it does not mean that he is not strong. In other words, he is very strong if he can use this set of swordsmanship in a controlled state.
Guan Luoyang even felt more sinister than Grand Master Yanglian. I don't know if it was because of the thrill just now. The restless feeling of the blue bird's vitality in his body was more obvious, and he felt a little sullen unconsciously.
Qiu Shi looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Are these the only ones? Not bad, not bad. Looking at those poisonous fires and Jiangtou, I thought they were the leaders of the water pirates in the Five Prefectures. The female owl came in person. .”
Guan Luoyang was just trying to find something to divert his attention and appease the blue bird, so he asked casually: "Nv Xiao?"
Qiu Shi said: "Yes, the female owl Hua Mi, I seem to have mentioned something to you before. This person is good at both magic and martial arts. Her swordsmanship is superb. Her skills in lowering the head and refining medicine and poison are among the few in Jiaozhi." Counting skills."
"Uncle Jiuhe and several mages jointly failed to kill her back then. Instead, she took the remnants and fled to the sea. Her strength is evident."
Guan Luoyang frowned, pulled out the knife from the purple-robed corpse, and said in a low voice: "Then maybe I have already fought against her."
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In the vast courtyard, eight flags and flags drooped down at the same time, and the atmosphere seemed to be still.
The woman opened her eyes, threw the sword away, walked through the courtyard gate, passed through the corridor, and entered the nearby lobby, where someone was waiting for news about her.
"Long wait." The woman sat on the main seat.
The kind old man in the guest seat smiled and took off his hat, revealing his shaved green head. Only a small patch of hair remained on the back of his head, braided into a braid so thin that it could pass through the hole of a copper coin.
