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"My Yi swordsmanship is always about taking advantage of the sword and seizing the opportunity. Prince, please be careful."
By this time, Fu Junchuo stopped pretending.
In order to be free, she can burst out with the greatest passion and use the best swordsmanship. The bottleneck of the ninth level of Yi Jianxin, which has not been broken through for a long time, is now faintly loosened.
In fact, when Yang Lin asked her why she didn't leave alone, for a moment, she was also questioning herself.
Is it because he is afraid that the other party will chase him later and won't let him leave, or is he really reluctant to part with this peaceful and peaceful environment.
Also, that damn family bond that is so hard to let go of.
It's funny to say.
She, a woman in her twenties who had never been married, was actually called mother by two young boys. She really showed her maternal nature and regarded herself as a mother.
Moreover, it is still in the enemy's country.
This feeling is very strange and incomprehensible.
"Perhaps, after all these years of practicing swordsmanship and fighting and killing, you are tired. When you go back, you will find a place to live in seclusion and never care about the world again."
Thinking that no matter what he did, it seemed that he was of no use to the world or his country, Fu Junchuo felt really powerless.
But no matter what, how can you serve the enemy country, and how can you really sacrifice your life for others.
With the sword in her hand, she grabbed Tian Yuan, her energy moved slightly, and she thrust out the sword, reaching Yang Lin's waist...
Although the Nine Mysteries Technique was not used and the sword energy was not stimulated, the speed of the sword was extremely fast, especially the footwork and body movements. The coordination was so wonderful that he was at Yang Lin's side in a flash. The sword wind was as sharp as a needle and strange as a shadow.
Yi swordsmanship, chess Yi Dafa, is to use people as chess pieces and swords as pieces. Before the enemy moves, I will not move. If the enemy wants to move, I will move first.
Yang Lin held the sword in his hand, and when he saw Fu Junchuo holding the sword in his hand, he seemed to be a different person. His murderous aura was as cold as ice, and when he stabbed the sword, it even changed in several directions. When it really hit him, it was just right. He locked his right hand that was about to draw the sword, and even revealed his intention to block and dodge when the sword edge jumped. He couldn't help but be amazed.
"It turns out that this is Yi's swordsmanship. It is not only swordsmanship, but also arithmetic. First calculate my body shape and gait, and then calculate my psychology when drawing the sword. Then, you know in advance how I will attack, and then attack the weak point first."
There seems to be a kind of swordsmanship in his memory, a technique that can break the visible and invisible moves in the world.
It can break the sword, break the sword, break the air, break the arrow.
As long as you use a move, you can break it.
That is Dugu Nine Swords.
Although Yang Lin has never encountered that sword technique or learned it, the concept behind it is clear.
Now it seems that Yi's swordsmanship style is actually somewhat similar to that of Dugu Nine Swords.
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
As soon as Fu Junchuo drew his sword, he understood the essence of the opponent's swordsmanship.
Originally, the best way to respond at this time was not to attack or block, but to use the abundant yin and yang energy of the Immortality Secret to counterattack.
No matter how exquisite your swordsmanship is, you can overwhelm someone with just a vague awareness of the opponent's sword path.
Presumably, Yu Wenhuaji's fighting style was like this, using the power of Bingxuanjin to directly suppress Fu Junchuo's exquisite swordsmanship. Later, he couldn't avoid the woman's sword light and slapped his opponent.
The stronger one wins.
Yang Lin opened his eyes and just sensed Fu Junchuo's sword strike. He immediately analyzed the principles of the sword, judged the situation, and also understood some of the previous things.
His mind is like a mirror, and every attack made by the opponent seems to have no secrets in his eyes.
I wanted to see the advanced application methods of Fu Junchuoyi's swordsmanship, so I was not in a hurry. In my mind, all the exquisite swordsmanship, as well as knife skills, spear skills, boxing skills, and the essence of various martial arts that I had practiced and seen were all in my mind. It passes by, keeping constant in response to all changes, with a "night rain rustling" style. With a move of the wrist, the sword light sheds countless stars, just like the cold rain falling with the sound of wind in the dark night, omnipresent and pervasive.
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The mind is determined.
Wang Chao stepped out diagonally, his feet touching the ground, his figure erratic, his palms intertwined like sharp daggers, he thrust his body sideways, and thrust his palm into Yang Lin's waist.
Tai Chi is round and Bagua is slippery. The most poisonous thing is the mind.
Wang Chao took out the slippery stick in his hand and ran away as soon as he touched it. He united his mind and used killing to urge his palm. At this moment, he also forgot the humiliation he had suffered at the beginning, but regarded the person in front of him as a great master. The tiger comes to fight.
The cold hairs all over his body exploded, the pores bulged, and the air flow passed by him. He seemed to feel that he was no longer a person in front of him, but a ball of air that was roaring and roaring.
Wherever the air waves are fierce, where the wind stops,
It's like a person standing in the wilderness, feeling the ups and downs everywhere in nature. Wherever it rains and where it shines, everything is reflected in his heart.
Before a wave of air could form, he had already slipped his feet and dodged to the left as if he had been greased.
Like a civet cat, it jumped behind Yang Lin, turned into a monkey with its backhand, turned back to look at the moon, and had already picked Yang Lin's ear with a palm knife.
"Okay, this is the second move."
Yang Lin praised loudly, but this time he was somewhat sincere.
Wang Chao's progress is too fast.
The last time I saw him, he only knew how to attack fiercely, with ruthless tactics, just to get the lead.
This time, when we met again, the other person already knew how to use his body to listen to the energy.
Hear the opponent's strong and weak hand, and also hear your own winning hand.
Only then can he be qualified to understand the changes in virtuality and reality of boxing techniques, and also understand the wonderful changes in strength and softness. He has already stepped into the threshold of dark strength.
No wonder Tang Zichen wanted to choose him. Wang Chao had already surpassed 99.9% of the martial arts practitioners in the world based on his talent alone.
Every battle is progressing like crazy.
However, it is not a good thing for young people to go too smoothly.
So, Yang Lin decided.
Give him another setback.
He swatted Wang Chao's hand knife away from his ear like a fly, and said with a smile: "You still have one more move, use your special skill of dragon and snake attack, otherwise, you won't have a chance to use it."
"as you wish."
Wang Chao groaned, his tailbone shook, and his back shook like a dragon rising into the sky. His hands were like snakes, twisting together to form a snake kiss, like a fist or a gun.
Using his body as a horse and his hand as a spear, the dragon and snake attack together.
As soon as this posture is posed, there is a tragic and tragic atmosphere that permeates people's hearts.
It was as if the arena was no longer in front of him, but a bloody battlefield.
Wang Chao also seemed to have transformed into a battlefield general with a big horse and a spear. He whipped his horse, danced with his spear, and thrust forward. Either you die or I die.
With a flick of his foot, he arrived in front of Yang Lin. This time, he no longer dodged and struck, but attacked from the front. His punch was like a gun, and it hit Yang Lin's throat.
"Yes, this move is enough to establish a sect. The person who created this move has really fantastic ideas and a great mind."
