Hu Yong didn't wait for his opponent to get close and used his swords several times. Huo Ruyi shot at the Nine Sunset, which was as powerful as the dragons soaring among the emperors. It came like thunder and then stopped its fury, and ended like the clear light of the river and sea, which attracted a lot of exclamations.
Wei Shiqi stopped and was surprised. He started dancing with his sword before he even got close. Could it be that he had developed the invisible sword energy and could kill someone ten steps away? This must be guarded against. Hu Yong couldn't hold back, and danced more and more urgently, "yellow sand is far up", "yangguan triple fold", "long river sunset", "clouds across Qinling", "snow embraces blue pass", there are endless exquisite moves, but It doesn't threaten the opponent at all.
Wei Shiqi finally understood. It turned out that Hu Yong had only practiced routines and had no real experience in fighting with others. He remembered that there were two words commonly used to describe this kind of opponent, fleshy feet.
He shook his head, stepped forward, swung the iron rod and struck with one strike, hitting the back of the sword impartially. Hu Yong felt the tiger's mouth heat up, and yelled "Ouch", and the Zhanlu Sword flew out from his hand, straight into the sword. Yunxiao. Hu Yong seemed to hear the groan of his beloved sword and felt heartbroken. He actually forgot that Wei Shiqi was still standing in front of him. He looked up at the sky and saw the sword rushing down from the sky like a dragon. He did not dare to catch it with his bare hands. He jumped a few steps away in a hurry.
Zhang Jinghe let out a long sigh, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and the Zhanlu Sword flew down diagonally and fell into her hand. She bowed to Xun Ye with a gloomy face and said, "I lost this match."
The Song brothers wanted to cheer for their senior brother, but he won so easily that they couldn't speak. Qin Zhen's eyes were as bright as stars, and she pursed her lips and smiled. Zhang Jinghe's disciples sighed with regret, and Hu Yong was even more unconvinced. He felt that Wei Shiqi had no skills in swordsmanship at all. He was just lucky enough to hit him with a fire stick. How could he know the subtleties of his sword moves?
Wei Shiqi's mood was waning and he turned his attention to Xin Laoyao. Xu Li gave Xin Laoyao a push and encouraged him, "Young man, come on, show him some color, and I'll treat you to a drink later!"
Deng Yuantong frowned and said, "Don't underestimate the enemy."
Xin Lao Yao nodded in agreement and said to himself: "I've been beaten twice. If I want to underestimate my enemy, it should be the one surnamed Wei. I don't have the right to underestimate my enemy!"
Lu Shizhong waved his hand to dismiss him, and Xin Laoyao was very steady. After Xun Ye gave the signal, he came to Wei Shiqi with a heavy sword without a tip.
The Chongyang Heavy Sword is three feet and three inches long, two inches and seven inches wide, eight inches thick, and weighs eighty kilograms. It is more like an iron bar than a flying sword. No one believes that this heavy sword can "fly".
"We meet again, this is the third time we have fought!" Xin Lao Yao took the lead in saying hello to him.
"Yes, in a blink of an eye, you can condense Tao Fei."
"You're not slow. It's not easy to reach this point with just one innate skill." Xin Lao Yao tightened his hands on the epee and raised it flatly in front of him. "Be careful, you can't hold back the epee. If you want to surrender, you must surrender as soon as possible."
The two of them each walked around half a circle, raised their weapons in unison, and struck each other with a move.
Wei Shiqi used the energy of Gentu to activate the iron rod, and Xin Laoyao used the energy of sharp gold to activate the heavy sword. Before the swords and sticks met, a "crackling" sonic boom was heard, followed by a loud sound, like a sound in the clear sky. The thunderbolt made everyone's ears buzz, and everyone changed their minds.
The two of them both retreated ten feet away, their arms were sore and weak, and their blood was surging. Wei Shiqi was the first to regain his composure, and suddenly used the "Crazy Demonic Stick Technique". An iron rod flew up and down, trapping his opponent in a ball of black light. , the dark yellow light disappeared and appeared, Xin Laoyao used his heavy sword to parry, but he was tired of dealing with it.
The swords and sticks struck each other frequently, and the dull sound of impact was heard endlessly. Hu Yong took a breath of air, and then he realized that Wei Shiqi had clearly shown mercy before. If he had used such a violent attack, he would probably die without a burial. place.
Xi Huzi's eyes lit up, and the Chixia Valley sword debate was about to begin. He was worried about the lack of disciples in his sect who could compete with the elites of other branches. Unexpectedly, among this group of trial disciples, he suddenly found two talents who could be made. That's all for Xin Lao Yao. He heard Deng Yuantong mention that the nine innate apertures and the five elements are close to gold, which is a good talent for practicing epee. He didn't expect Wei Shiqi to be so fierce and suppress Xin Lao Yao with his "Crazy Demon Stick Technique". Simple.
He glanced at Xun Ye and thought to himself that it was he who passed down the Mad Demon Stick Technique to Wei Shiqi, and his eldest disciple's vision was always very accurate.
But Deng Yuantong became more and more frightened as he watched. The epee emphasizes hard bridges and hard horses, relying on the strong to bully the weak, with no real or false changes. This style of fighting is the most stupid, crude, and most criticized and looked down upon among swordsmen. But in swordsmanship, Before breaking through the sword qi barrier, this is also the strongest style of fighting. The opponents of Chixia Valley's swordsmanship can only practice sword radiance at most. The heavy sword targets the weakness of Feijian and uses force to overcome cleverness, making them almost invincible. Earth——Did he not hide this plan from Xun Ye?
The two fighting on Qingshidi were at a deadlock. Although Wei Shiqi had the upper hand, he could not attack for a moment. Xin Laoyao was trapped in a corner, but he was extremely resilient. He held a heavy sword three feet in front of him and defended it without leakage.
It was a bit boring for everyone to watch. One of the two reckless men was holding a fire stick and the other was holding an iron bar, and they were hitting each other. It was not cool at all, not pleasing to the eye at all. This is not the method used by sword cultivators to fight against the enemy! Only a few people can realize the danger in it and see that Wei Shiqi is actually getting faster and faster. The intersection of swords and sticks changes from rain hitting banana trees to sudden rain hitting new lotuses, as if there is no end.
The vitality in the two people's bodies was rapidly depleted. Xin Laoyao finally dug through thirteen acquired apertures and had deep vitality. He estimated that Wei Shiqi had reached the end of his strength, so he responded more calmly, intending to wear out his opponent until he ran out of energy.
During the fierce fight, Wei Shiqi suddenly made a move called "Qiankun Throw", and the iron rod flew out of his hand and flew directly towards Xin Laoyao's chest. This move was unexpected, and Xin Lao Yao was shocked. He hurriedly raised his epee to parry. In his haste, he was unable to exert force, and his wrist was shaken. The epee was smashed against his chest and deeply embedded in his muscles.
Wei Shiqi had been planning for a long time. As soon as he threw the iron rod, he rushed forward and used martial arts punches. He punched three times in a row, as fast as a meteor. One punch hit Xin Laoyao's right arm, and the arm bone was broken immediately. The second The punch was focused on the lower abdomen, causing him to bend over and arch his back as big as a big dog, and blood spurted out from his mouth. The third punch went straight to his temple, and the punch was less than three inches away from the vital point, and he suddenly stopped it.
The iron rod clattered to the ground. Young Xin's eyes widened and he was unsteady on his feet. He supported his body with his heavy sword and said with a wry smile: "Thank you... for your... kindness..."
Wei Shiqi stretched out his leg to pick up the iron rod, held it firmly in his hand, and said "accept it."
Xi Huzi twirled his beard, nodded and smiled. This little competition allowed him to see something extraordinary. His two disciples, Xun Ye and Deng Yuantong, both gave him a surprise.
