Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have no culture. Looking at the people who were covered in blood and survived by chance, he really couldn't find any words to describe his mood at this time.
It is said that the imperial capital has been at peace for so long, but in less than a year, someone made trouble twice in a row. The last time was Wei Jinzhong. After all, he was related to the Qinglong Society and was an enemy of the imperial court. It was understandable. But what happened this time?
Ghost? Who is this old woman?
"Xiao Xi, help!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted to the side.
"I don't like sieges. If you get out of the way, I'll come."
The young man was holding a sword, and he was cold and cold, as if he had no emotions. Although he said words that sounded quite arrogant and proud, his eyes were always fixed on the woman in palace dress who was at ease in the field.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what to say for a moment. They were friends so they didn't mind, but the others were a bit awkward. Was this mocking both the enemy and us?
Zhuge Zheng and others were having an awkward moment when they saw the woman in palace attire paying attention to him.
"It seems that the martial arts juniors are worth looking forward to more than a bunch of old guys! What's your name?"
"Ximen Chuixue."
"Come and fight!" The woman in palace clothes smiled confidently, spread her hands slightly, and a round water ball spread out, directly forcing the rest of Mu Guiying and others to retreat.
Ximen Chuixue drew his sword out of its scabbard. It was simple but the sword roared to the sky. Suddenly, a crack appeared in the middle of the water ball that rushed over. Then the water ball collapsed. Ximen Chuixue's figure had already arrived beside the woman in palace clothes.
The woman in palace clothes seemed stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "Such a pure sword intention!"
Sword light shuttles, Ximen Chuixue moves forward step by step, there are no weird or complicated steps in Qinggong, there are no huge and dazzling special effects, stabbing and washing, drawing belts to raise points, collapsing pressure and stirring, lifting circles and slashing, all are the best
It is a simple killing move, but within its simplicity there is complete sword intent, without any escapism. It is completely different from the exaggerated sound effects of the moves of the women in palace clothes.
However, once the torrent in the sky encountered the sword intention, it was easily broken through!
"Aha!"
The woman in palace clothes struck the ground with a fierce move, and the true energy gathered in the ground and then rebounded, like erupting volcanoes. This was also a way to avoid the sword blade. After all, Ximen Chuixue couldn't hit the ground when wielding the long sword.
inside.
Ximen Chuixue frowned slightly and stepped away. He used a footwork for the first time, but it made the woman in palace clothes look puzzled.
"Who is your master? When he taught you swordsmanship, he didn't teach you any powerful footwork? Did he just teach you how to walk the plum blossom pile?" The woman in palace clothes was a little unconvinced. If it was swordsmanship, the young man opposite had already reached it.
In the state of returning to nature, all complicated sword techniques are meaningless, simple movements are enough. But there is no reason that even the footwork should be a simple plum blossom pile technique, right?
After all, there is no such thing as returning to the original nature of footwork, because the meaning of footwork is very complicated. It must be able to dodge and attack, and it can even be used to rush and confuse the enemy. Therefore, the emphasis on footwork is not to return to the original nature, but to achieve the goal.
To achieve the goal, you need to pay attention to the method. A simple and direct method is not necessarily a good method. The plum blossom pile method is a very popular footwork in the martial arts world. Most of them are used to cooperate with the plum blossom boxing. And the plum blossom boxing is connected to the second level.
Martial arts doesn’t even count!
"I have good footwork, but I haven't practiced it." Ximen Chuixue replied with a calm expression.
Lu Xiaofeng covered her face, "It's over!"
Ximen Chuixue can be regarded as a swordsman genius, but in the final analysis he is just a middle-aged man. Martial arts is profound and profound, and there is too much to learn. Ordinary people only need to choose which boxing method, which Qinggong, and which internal strength to learn. This is already needed
It took a lot of time.
Ximen Chuixue is more specialized than most people. He only focuses on practicing swordsmanship and is not even willing to practice internal skills. If he hadn't later discovered that some moves cannot be used by internal skills, he would not practice them. This
This is also why Lu Xiaofeng has been a grandmaster for many years, but he just entered the realm of grandmaster last year.
This kind of Ximen Chuixue, if it were just a sword show, not many people could fight against him, but if others didn't show swords with him, it would be uncomfortable.
The key point is that he is still a simple person, not like Lu Xiaofeng at all. He just answers whatever people ask him.
Sure enough, the woman in palace clothes laughed when she heard the words, and the heavy water vapor soaked into the ground in the blink of an eye, and then the cold air instantly turned into an ice rink.
Ximen Chuixue frowned slightly but didn't care. He looked up and saw that the woman in palace clothes had already waved her palm to attack. The rolling water vapor was mixed with countless ice particles and attacked. Ximen Chuixue moved slightly but found that he had not gone to the direction he wanted.
, the ice on the ground obviously damaged his footwork.
The friction coefficient of the ground is different, and the friction force is naturally different. Ximen Chuixue's understanding of footwork will be biased. Such a simple method puts him at a disadvantage.
However, that's all...
Ximen Chuixue lifted up his sword and struck, quickly scattering the ice and water vapor, which surprised the woman in palace clothes. She found that although Ximen Chuixue's figure was destroyed, even when his body was twisted and unstable, the opponent could still achieve accurate accuracy.
She resisted every attack and even counterattacked. If she hadn't withdrawn from the attack range of the long sword, she might have been hit just now.
Ximen Chuixue straightened his sword and stabbed straight. Due to his unsteady footing, his body swayed past and even exposed the flaw behind him. However, when the woman in palace clothes was about to pursue, she found that a sharp edge was waiting there. If she got on it, she would be pierced.
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Therefore, a rare and surprising scene appeared on the field. Ximen Chuixue kept chasing, but could not catch up because of his poor footwork in Qinggong. However, the woman in palace clothes was obviously excellent in Qinggong, but she did not attack at all, but just avoided.
"Your friend?" Zhuge Zhengwo gasped and came to Lu Xiaofeng's side.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't reply, but just made a sound. He couldn't understand. What was he talking about?
Zhuge Zhengga took a long breath and said: "Don't worry, it's okay. Your friend is a strong swordsman. He is even so strong that he can form his own world within three feet. No one can be within three feet."
Avoid his sword!"
Lu Xiaofeng was startled and turned around to look at the old man in surprise, "Do you understand?"
"I used to be obsessed with marksmanship, and I had the opportunity to reach his level. Unfortunately, I wanted too much and needed to learn too much. Slowly, I became farther and farther away from that state. When I wanted to go
It's too late to come into contact with that state. Now there's only one trick left." Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head, "There are gains and losses. Your friend is much more pure than me, but at most he can't do it.
Defeat, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win. That woman's strength is too strong, and her true energy is so rich that it makes people desperate."
"You are really strong? That's just because there are not many people besieging you. Didn't you send people to the palace to invite experts? Why haven't those sunflower eunuchs come yet?" Lu Xiaofeng looked towards the direction of the palace a little anxiously. However, when he saw
But it was a pair of red eyes filled with murderous intent.
Yes, Zuo Zhou is back.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar streets, the crying people had often greeted him before.
The familiar home has become beautiful. The house that Axiang and Qi Qi spent a lot of money to decorate is gone. What is left now? A piece of ruins that are letting out the cold air.
Where is A Xiang? Where is Shi Qi?
Zuo Zhou ignored the two people fighting on the field. His eyes instantly swept around and found Axiang and Zhan Shiqi, who were guarded behind them by Gongsun Auntie and Mu Guiying.
Phew, he jumped up and came forward. Mu Guiying turned sideways to let him pass. Zuo Zhou slowly squatted down and looked at the two women, whose faces were a little pale, and asked, "Who hit you?"
Ah Xiang suddenly squeezed out two tears and pointed at the woman in palace clothes, "That old witch!"
Zhan Shiqi nodded along with him, holding the used Thousand Miles of Fire in his hand, "I set off the Thousand Miles of Fire, why did you come here!"
Zuo Zhou's aggrieved tone made Zuo Zhou feel heartbroken. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on A Xiang's cheek, "You guys take a rest first, and after I kill her, we will leave the imperial capital. The security of this place is too bad!"
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How many people are there in the audience? How many question marks are there at this moment? A person who everyone thinks has an unlimited future is actually about to leave the imperial capital?
But no one thought there was anything wrong with what he said, because they all felt the decisiveness in Zuo Zhou's words, the attitude that no one could use.
what happens?
Axiang and Zhan Shiqi also noticed something was wrong and looked at him in confusion.
Zuo Zhou slowly turned back and took a step towards Gongsun Auntie and Mu Guiying, "For the sake of your coming to protect me, I won't kill you. But you, the Yang family, had better not appear in front of me in the future!"
The two were confused. What did this murderous look mean?
Before he could understand, Zuo Zhou had already arrived at the field and looked at the ice under his feet and the Wuji Sword and Wushuang Sword buried in the ruins, but he did not take them.
Step by step, he walked slowly towards the woman in palace clothes. At this time, Di Renjie and Xiao Consort finally rushed over. Seeing the broken street, they also had anger in their eyes.
When a short sword slipped from the cuff and fell into Zuo Zhou's hand, the two of them began to smile bitterly, "He secretly brought a weapon when he entered the palace! Do you think he felt something would happen?"
"Maybe, it's just to give yourself some backup!"
Ximen Chuixue stopped when he drew his sword from Zuo Zhou. He had said that he would never besiege unless he joined others in the siege. He just turned around and stared at the dagger in Zuo Zhou's hand, which was a bit strange, "Your sword is disobedient.
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Zuo Zhou nodded, "I will be obedient."
Ximen Chuixue nodded and took two steps back. Only those who know swords can understand their communication. He was reminding Zuo Zhou not to be swayed by the evil sword and become a puppet of the sword. Zuo Zhou said that he could surrender the evil sword. This was a kind of
Goodwill among swordsmen.
The woman in palace clothes looked at Zuo Zhou, and then at Axiang who was sitting in the distance, "You must be her brother. Hey, I didn't expect that in twenty years, all the notable people in this world would be juniors.
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Zhuge Zhengwo (╬￣Pan￣)
Zuo Zhou has no interest in scolding people. He is tired. Let’s destroy him!
As a vicious sword, there is a reason why Zuo Zhou cherishes the Blue Blood Illuminating Danqing. There are some things that only this vicious sword full of malice can withstand.
For example, there is a little bit of world-destroying intention overflowing from the eyes...