A stick of incense is not more than one second, and a lot is not more than one second.

Fang Xian's face was calm, but Qiu Chuji was already sweating profusely...

With one incense stick of kung fu, Qiu Chuji had already calculated it. He passed on some of his most essential moves in Quanzhen swordsmanship, and tried to lure Darba into a flaw and won in one fell swoop. However, Yang Guo was surprisingly stubborn and insisted that he demonstrated the complete set of swordsmanship from beginning to end.

Yang Guo had previously shown his evil qualifications. Qiu Chuji knew that such geniuses were at least once in a decade, but he had seen many geniuses. They were always too arrogant and wanted to take shortcuts and were not down-to-earth enough, and they eventually failed to become great.

Yang Guo was the crazyest among them. This child was too greedy and only asked Qiu Chuji to use all the Quanzhen martial arts skills, saying that he would never forget it. He wanted to mention the joints, but the child didn't agree. He said the key points in one or two sentences and pushed back his words.

For a time, the "Seven Stars Deadly Sword", "Synonymous Sword Technique", "Dingyang Needle", and "Haotian Palm" Qiu Chuji were all taught one by one, but Yang Guo was still not full and insisted that he demonstrate the principle of the Tiangang Beidou Formation.

It turned out that when Guo Jing was dealing with Zhao Zhijing, he combined the palm power of the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with the Tiangang Beidou Formation, which was very amazing. Fang Xian also had some understanding - if this formation was mixed with Lingbo Weibu's ideas, what kind of strange kung fu would come out?

Unconsciously, he had touched the next level of martial arts - Rong, which had been mentioned in the Storm of the Wind.

No one present could have imagined that such a child, in terms of realm, would be no less than Guo Jing's master.

When Qiu Chuji passed on his kung fu, everyone turned their backs, and Guo Jing was no exception. Everyone could only hear the sound of swords and the wind of the palm, and they didn't know how much Yang Guo could learn.

After the incense was burned, Qiu Chuji finally sighed and wiped his sweat.

What he taught was even more tired than what Yang Guo learned. Even in the battle, he did not use so many moves in such a short time.

I saw Yang Guo looking at the starry sky, thinking about something.

The Big Dipper star that flashed in the sky seemed to be alive.

Qiu Chuji said seriously: "I am Quanzhen's martial arts master, and I am following Yangguan Avenue. In theory, there is no quick way to achieve success. It should be noted that the ancestor Wang Chongyang was also accumulating strength and becoming a big man late. You must remember that you must not be eager for quick success or instant benefits."

Qiu Chuji subconsciously said these words. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a burst of self-deprecating, saying that he should not be eager for quick success, but he had to deal with Darba who had been practicing for twenty years. He thought it was funny.

Everyone knew that the merit was finished, so they turned around one after another.

Qiu Chuji handed the long sword into Fang Xian's hand and said softly: "Guo'er... If you lose... I'll kill these two Tartars. If you save you, you don't have to fight to the death..."

Fang Xian also felt soft-hearted. This old man looked stern on weekdays and was really a stern mouth and a slutty heart. He protected his shortcomings tightly.

He also smiled after taking the sword: "Master, don't worry. I already have a way to win."

Looking at Yang Guo's confident look, Qiu Chuji had a psychedelic illusion.

Fang Xian walked to Darba, and followed the gap of the floor tiles with his sword, and drew a square with a side length of about five meters.

"When you click to the other person's body, whoever clicks to the other person's body first will win. The venue is limited to this grid. If you take a half step, you will lose."

Darba nodded when he heard this and expressed his approval.

Seeing this, Huo Du said again: "My senior brother doesn't use internal strength, but he is born with divine power. If this vajra is gone, it will inevitably lead to death!"

Fang Xian smiled and said, "As long as you don't use internal force, otherwise everyone can just talk about fighting moves. If I die, I will naturally accept my fate."

"Okay!" Darba was honest and straightforward. Seeing Fang Xian was straightforward, he immediately said, "Boy, if I accidentally kill you, I will recite scriptures for you and pass it."

After talking, the two of them stopped talking and jumped into the square one after another.

The breath was frozen, and everyone covered their fists tightly, staring at the battle situation.

Darba was already hungry and thirsty. He didn't delay any longer. He just rushed over with his Vajra pestle and slashed in the sky.

This pestle has no change or any subtlety, it is just brute force.

Without internal strength, although Darba's brute force was strong, his speed and strength were really reduced a little, and his move was so straight. Fang Xian naturally rolled sideways and wanted to avoid it.

At this time, Huo Du's mouth only raised his mouth and thought to himself - This kid is too smart.

It should be noted that the smaller the fighting circle, the more beneficial it is to Darba. If this kid competes with his feet and hides far away, Darba may not be able to catch up, but in this small circle, as long as Darba uses that move...

Sure enough, the Darba Vajra was powerful. After slashing, it was slashing again without any pause.

Fang Xian was shocked. It turned out that this guy didn't expect to hit the target at all. He just let out a lot of breath and his body rolled up again.

But Darba slashed faster and faster, and he didn't consider whether he hit the target. It seemed that he was just trying to sweep away the troops and not leave room for others.

"Not good..." Guo Jing's body shook, and he could see the clues. "It was said that it was a tricky fight, but Darba's fight was pretty. He wanted to use a pestle to smash it all over, and the people who fought were in danger!"

Darba's heart was clear and he entered a state of martial arts illegitimate. He used his ability to use his supreme power to slap the craft, which was very refreshing.

This move did not change much, just swing eight moves horizontally and eight moves straight, with a total of 2816 moves, swinging horizontally and directly, and this goes on and on.

As this move is repeated again and again, the gaps left will become less and less.

When fighting against the master, this move has limited effect. When the master sees him as powerful, he just avoids him from afar, but in this small circle, there is no way to avoid it.

Fang Xian rolled and crawled, shouting, "You're just this trick?"

Darba waved his pestle and laughed: "One move is enough!"

"Okay!" Fang Xian was happy, and immediately stopped hiding his hands, jumped, and wandered around in the seven-star footsteps.

Darba didn't know how weird this technique was, and just watched his figure wield his pestle and smashed it around, but it was always a slight difference. With this strange step, his pestle was messed up, and he had no momentum to cover the overall situation.

Qiu Chuji and Guo Jing were both shocked when they looked at each other. Both of them were experts, how could they not know the mystery of this step?

This step sets up seven fulcrums in the circle, and changes back and forth, making it difficult for people to capture. It is the essence of the seven-star array.

"Okay!" Guo Jing couldn't help it, and even he wanted to praise it. It took him two years to integrate the eighteen dragon-subduing palms and the seven-star formation under the tip of Huang Rong and Huang Yaoshi. I didn't expect this kid to use it so well in just one stick of incense.

Looking at this strange step point, it seems that it is more than just the seven-star formation. The transformation of the pace has its own flavor, even Guo Jing cannot understand it.

They naturally didn't know that this step method was just to obtain the "form" of the seven-star formation, and the spirit that dominated it was still the Lingbo Micro-step technique.

Guo Jing couldn't understand it, let alone Darba.

He was dull and had to swing this method eight times and then hit it eight times. He went back and forth, but the span of each step of this side was too large, forcing him to twist his body and follow the method. He was unable to adapt, and his posture was very embarrassed for a moment.

Fang Xian saw a gap, suddenly turned into defense to attack, and stabbed out with a sword.

But Darba also twisted his body and waved his pestle to block it, and his reaction was extremely fast.

Of course, it may not necessarily be a quick response. The sword that Fang Xian swung out in this body is naturally soft and powerless, so it is not too difficult to prevent it.

Fang Xian was not anxious, so he continued to step on the seven stars to find flaws.

It is also a bit ridiculous to say that Darba's martial arts are really useless except for this method, and the rest of the offense and defense are all done by instinct.

This method was tailor-made for him by the King of Golden Wheel. Darba could not learn any of the essence. The King of Dharma asked him to only practice his strength and strive to use his strength to break the cleverness, which was just the opposite of Huodu's practice method.

Huo Du was watching, and he was both anxious and regretful. He should have gone up to fight with this Yang Guo just now. Seeing that Darba was foolish by a child, he had lost most of his face.

Unconsciously, Darba had waved nearly a hundred pestles, and Fang Xian also attacked three times, but neither of them succeeded.

Daerbalen fought for a long time and could not use his internal strength. He was already sweating and panting for so long.

"Stop!" He put down his big pestle and waved his hand, "I'm tired, let's change it to you."

Fang Xian wanted to flirt with his anger and then seize the opportunity, but he didn't expect that this guy was too much and he had to rest when he was tired.

"Then I'll attack." Fang Xian smiled and stepped on the other side to kill him again.

"You can attack..." Darba disagreed. This kid was too slow to draw the sword and could only defend himself.

As expected, Fang Xian tested a few swords, and Darba easily resolved it, and almost knocked his sword off.

Fang Xian was relieved in this way. If Darba wanted to attack, he would attack wildly, without any point of defense; if he wanted to defend, he would defend to death, without any moves.

He shouted, "Since that's the case, you have defended it, I will attack, and say hello in advance when you attack again."

"Okay, I won't take advantage of you!" Darba replied blankly.

Fang Xian was relieved after hearing this.

The pace gradually accelerated, and he stepped left and right, rushed forward and sprinted with strange steps, and attacked wildly.

Darba was shocked. The attack was very different from the previous temptation. It was all desperate moves, but he had already agreed not to attack and could not attack. He was a little embarrassed for a moment, and his body swayed back and forth.

Fang Xian had a fierce attack, and his physical strength was consumed very much. I am afraid that if he changed his offense and defense, he would no longer have the power to run.

Looking at the position of Darba, he suddenly yelled and used the trick taught by Qiu Chuji.

"Seven-Star Deadly Sword!!"

When this move was used, Qiu Chuji frowned and said, "It's too slow... It's only physical and lacking essence."

Sure enough, this was a trick to stab the seven swords and force people to death, but Fang Xian used it softly.

Seeing this, Darba was naturally not panicked, and the big pestle faced the sword body and stood in one step.

With a "bang", the sword came out of his hand.

Everyone was shocked. The weapon was knocked away so easily, and they were afraid they would lose.
Chapter completed!