Liu Ruosong drew his sword with great grace.
The sword light flows, the green edge trembles, and the cold air is approaching.
Compared with this sword, Ding Peng's sword is somewhat difficult to handle.
"please!"
"good!"
Ding Peng's sword has been unsheathed, and the sword has been struck...
In fact, except for the one move of Meteor from the Sky, all his swordsmanship are from family martial arts. The swordsmanship passed down by the Ding family can only be described as ordinary, plain, ordinary, and unremarkable.
This kind of swordsmanship can at best deal with some ruffians and bandits. If you want to use it to travel around the world, it will be a bit embarrassing. This is why everyone wants to join a famous and decent sect.
Wudang swordsmanship, however, is authentic to the inner family. The sword is mainly light, dexterous, and mysterious. Liu Ruosong, the master, also combines the three very well.
Just a few changes in swordsmanship, coupled with Wudang's pace and rising with the sword, already made Ding Peng almost breathless.
Seeing this, everyone was a little disappointed with this newly rising young swordsman in the world. They even doubted whether Guo Zhengping and others were really defeated by his sword.
However, everyone was disappointed, but Ding Peng was more confident in himself, because he knew after seeing Liu Ruosong's sword that Meteor would never lose.
The blade of Liu Ruosong's sword trembled, and sword flowers blossomed... Ding Peng had to retreat and defend. Now it seemed that he couldn't even defend or parry.
At this moment, Ding Peng was finally about to make a winning move. His ordinary swordsmanship changed. His sword moves suddenly changed, and cold light shone around, gathering and dispersing. It didn't look vicious, but it was an ordinary sword. The green steel sword suddenly turned into a dazzling meteor.
This sword seemed to fly from the sky, erratic, unpredictable, and irresistible.
A ruthless sword, a ruthless sword, Ding Peng remembered this sentence, and felt sympathy and apology for Liu Ruosong, who was bound to lose.
Unfortunately, he was wrong!
With a "ding" sound, stars flew everywhere. This move was like a sword technique from heaven, and Liu Ruosong actually took it.
The moment the two swords clashed, Liu Ruosong shook Ding Peng away with one sword, and he was almost knocked down.
There was a gap in the ordinary green steel sword, and Ding Peng's tiger's mouth was also cracked. This was the first time he had seen Wudang's internal energy, but he did not fall, and he could not fall no matter what.
But Liu Ruosong had already stepped away, sheathed his sword stance, and was now staring at him with a very strange look.
Zhong Zhang said: "He is not defeated yet."
Ding Peng stared at him, Liu Ruosong nodded and said: "He is indeed not defeated yet."
After saying that, he looked at Ding Peng with a strange look and asked: "Is that sword technique just passed down from your family?"
Ding Peng said: "Yes."
Although he had obviously admitted it, Liu Ruosong still asked: "Is this really your family's swordsmanship?"
Ding Peng frowned and said, "Of course!"
Liu Ruosong asked again: "May I ask who your father is?"
Ding Peng pursed his lips and refused to say anything, because Father Ding didn't have much to praise.
Liu Ruosong stopped asking. He suddenly turned to face Mr. Xie and asked, "What did Mr. Xie think of Ding Shaoxia's sword attack just now?"
Mr. Xie was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "The sharp and strange swordsmanship almost reminds me of the swordsmanship of Yan Shisan, the deadly swordsman of the past. However, it is not polished enough. Compared with the 'Thirteen Deadly Swords', it has less killing intent." , a bit cold, but still an amazing sword move."
Thirty years ago, Yan Shisan dominated the world without a single defeat. It is said that he once fought against the third young master, but the victory or defeat is not known to the world. However, Yan Shisan has been dead for many years, and it is said that he died after fighting against the third young master. , so everyone in the world thinks that the third young master won in the end.
This kind of evaluation is really too high, and Ding Peng is even somewhat honored.
Just when he was about to be humble, Liu Ruosong said first, "I really don't dare to accept Mr. Xie's comments like this."
Ding Peng was stunned, and so were the others.
Zhong Zhan said coldly: "Why don't you take it seriously? This has nothing to do with you."
Liu Ruosong smiled lightly and said: "You two don't know something, but in fact, the sword just now was made by me."
These words were shocking and everyone was surprised, of course the most shocked was Ding Peng. He almost jumped up and shouted: "What did you say? You said I secretly practiced your swordsmanship!"
Others naturally understood this meaning. Liu Ruosong did not answer and ordered a boy: "Please come out, madam."
The child retreated into the villa, and Liu Ruosong explained: "Actually, I created this sword accidentally. I recorded it casually at the time, and my wife recorded it for me."
No one spoke, and Ding Peng couldn't speak either. He just looked at him with a sneer.
The people came very quickly. When Mrs. Liu came, her face was covered with a thin gauze. Although it covered her appearance, it could not conceal her charming grace.
The sword manual is made of plain silk, very thin, as thin as that layer of gauze.
Liu Ruosong handed the sword manual to the two of them...it was related to his and Ding Peng's reputation and credibility, and they had to read it.
Then, they were stunned, and then they all looked at Ding Peng in surprise.
Liu Ruosong asked: "What do you two think?"
Zhong Zhan said: "It's true that the sword was at a loss."
Mr. Xie also said: "The handwriting is also written by a woman."
Liu Ruosong asked again: "Do you two think it is impossible to forge the sword manual?"
Zhong Zhan said solemnly: "No, even those who have seen Ding Peng's sword cannot know the essence of the sword. No one in the world can learn a wonderful sword technique from just sword moves."
Mr. Xie does know someone who can do it, but unfortunately Ding Peng is not that person, and that person has disappeared for twenty-six years.
Although Ding Peng had not seen the sword manual with his own eyes, he believed that the two of them would not lie to him, so he had nothing to say.
Zhong Zhan frowned and said, "Since you created this sword by yourself, how did Ding Peng learn it?"
Liu Ruosong sighed softly and said, "This is also something I really want to know." As he said this, he looked at Ding Peng and asked, "Is this really the swordsmanship inherited from Ding Shaoxia's family?"
Ding Peng lowered his head and said, "No."
Now everyone understands.
Ding Peng gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, my father got it accidentally during his lifetime and later passed it on to me."
"Oh?" Liu Ruosong asked, "Where is your sword manual?"
"at……"
He didn't say where, because he was completely stupid.
A gust of breeze blew up, lifting a corner of the veil, and he happened to see that charming face, a smiling face.
Of course it was Ding Peng who was laughing. He felt cold and stiff all over, but there was a burning anger in his heart.
Ridiculous, Li Ridiculous, she is actually Mrs. Liu...
How could Ding Peng not understand now, how could he not understand everything that had happened before.
He looked at Mrs. Liu and laughed. Although it was a laugh, it was more like a wild beast roaring.
"It's you, it turns out to be you, I understand...hahaha..."
The laughter was still there, but the man suddenly rushed towards Mrs. Liu.
As soon as he jumped up, two swords struck him... The sword light flashed, blood spattered, and Ding Peng's chest and right arm were cut open.
Liu Ruosong said coldly: "I didn't want to make things too difficult for you, but why are you seeking death yourself?"
Ding Peng's clothes have been dyed red, and his eyes are like the dyed clothes.
Suddenly I heard a voice saying: "He won't die because someone doesn't want him to die." The voice echoed in everyone's ears, and the lingering sound...
There is a carriage in the distance. The carriage has always been there. Everyone has noticed it for a long time, but no one knows whose carriage it is.
