In the dungeon, the four owners of Meizhuang have begun to communicate with Ren Woxing.
"Mr. Ren, this Feng Shaoxia is the descendant of senior Feng Qingyang of the Huashan Sect. His swordsmanship is unpredictable. I came here today specifically to compete with Mr. Feng."
Huang Zhonggong spoke cautiously, his old voice echoing continuously in the closed dungeon, with a faint and strange atmosphere.
"Haha, you four useless things, what are you talking about in a sword duel with me? I think all four of you lost to them, right? That's why I took action to help you defend yourself against the powerful enemy?"
Ren Woxing's voice was arrogant and domineering, and as soon as he spoke, a strong wind seemed to blow in the dungeon. The air flow roared and was vast. His internal energy was truly shocking, powerful and vast, like the vast ocean, making people tremble with fear.
Lin Pingzhi was lurking in the dark, and his heart moved when he heard this.
"Good guy, Ren Wo Xing's internal energy is really powerful and terrifying. It can be regarded as the best in the world. However, he has practiced the Star Absorbing Technique and can seize other people's internal energy for his own use. There is nothing magical about it. Unfortunately, this internal energy is deep.
It’s profound, but it’s messy and not pure enough, so I’m afraid it’s not that easy to use.”
Lin Pingzhi is very familiar with the martial art of Star Absorbing Technique. This technique comes from the supreme secret of Xiaoyao Sect, Beiming Magic Technique, but it is just a fragment with incomplete meaning. It can only absorb the inner strength of others.
There is no way to guide Qi back to the void and smelt the true Qi. In this way, domineering is domineering, but unfortunately it has great sequelae. The absorbed skill cannot be completely transformed into one's own skill, and the internal strength of the body is mixed and full of hidden dangers.
, once you absorb too much external power, you will immediately go crazy and may explode and die.
Back then, Ren Woxing was practicing the Star-Absorbing Dharma and went crazy. Only then did Dongfang Bubai succeed in seizing power. He was imprisoned in the West Lake Prison for twelve years. It was an incomparable tragedy.
However, even though the Star Absorbing Technique has many shortcomings and hidden dangers, it is still regarded as the first-class magical skill in the martial arts world. I don't know how many people dream of it. At least Hei Baizi among the four people in Meizhuang has coveted this magical skill for many years.
While Lin Pingzhi's thoughts were racing, the conversation in the dungeon had ended. The bottom of the huge iron cage opened with a click and landed on the ground. A man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes appeared in front of everyone.
Huang Zhonggong and others took out the wooden swords they had prepared. After Linghu Chong and Ren Woxing finished wielding one, they turned around and retreated.
Just as the four of them exited, a green shadow flashed in front of their eyes, and a few weak wind sounds sounded. Their bodies stiffened, and it was impossible to move even if they wanted to.
But it was Lin Pingzhi who suddenly took action and used his unparalleled Qinggong. He clicked four times in succession in an instant, restraining the acupuncture points of the four people.
All this happened in an instant, and neither Ren Woxing nor Linghu Chong noticed it at all.
The sword duel between the two has begun.
Lin Pingzhi watched silently. In his eyes, Ren Woxing's swordsmanship was pretty good. Each move was unpredictable and complex. In just a short time, he had already performed more than a dozen sets of exquisite swordsmanship.
, sometimes as light as a feather, the shadow of the sword flies, dense and erratic, sometimes as dignified as a mountain, with each move, the wooden sword in his hand cuts vertically and horizontally, like a spear and a halberd, thousands of miles of yellow sand, filled with murderous aura, changing hardness and softness, the weight is as he pleases,
This man's swordsmanship is evident.
And Linghu Chong's swordsmanship is in another state of affairs. His sword moves are simple and direct, and there doesn't seem to be much mystery in them, but every sword move is aimed at the flaw in Ren Wo Xing's sword moves. Various sword moves come at random, or
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Attack from behind, attack the enemy and have to defend, advance without retreat, various kendo concepts can be seen in his swordsmanship. This kind of swordsmanship is not unfamiliar to Lin Pingzhi, it is Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords
, but this set of peerless swordsmanship still has many marks on Linghu Chong's hands, and does not have Feng Qingyang's freewheeling and flowing temperament. But even so, Lin Pingzhi secretly admired that this Dugu Nine Swordsman is indeed a unique swordsmanship.
, Linghu Chong has only been practicing for a long time, and he has achieved this level of swordsmanship, which is unbelievable in the martial arts world.
"What a Dugu Nine Swordsman. With this set of swordsmanship, as long as you have excellent understanding and rich experience, your swordsmanship can be improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. It is much better than ordinary swordsmanship. But now my swordsmanship has broken through.
When he reaches the state of no move, his sword power is condensed, and he begins to faintly practice his sword intention. With Linghu Chong's current swordsmanship level, it is nothing."
Lin Pingzhi said silently, while secretly trying to figure out the swordsmanship competition between Linghu Chong and Ren Woxing. Such competitions between swordsman masters were not common, and careful observation would be of great use to him.
After a sword fight for a while, Ren Woxing saw that Linghu Chong was extremely skilled in swordsmanship. Even with his swordsmanship, it was hard for him to do anything. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, the wooden sword in his hand was swiped, the whistling wind sounded, and the internal force was activated, and there were terrifying waves.
The air flow began to roar, and Linghu Chong's figure was swaying. Under such fierce attacks, he began to be stretched thin and found it difficult to resist.
"Well, Ren Woxing has begun to use his internal strength, and Linghu Chong may not be able to hold on anymore."
Lin Pingzhi thought to himself that he couldn't tell with his eyesight that just now the two of them were simply competing in swordsmanship, but the situation was different now. Once Ren Woxing's powerful and domineering inner strength was activated, Linghu Chong would immediately be no match for him.
Every time the swords clashed, his body was shaking, and with a click, the wooden sword in his hand was broken by Ren Wo Xingsheng.
"It's a pity that although the Dugu Nine Swords are powerful, they haven't mastered the most advanced Qi-breaking style. Faced with Ren Woxing's overbearing internal strength attack, Linghu Chong couldn't resist it at all. He defeated ten levels with one force, which is exactly what happened.
That makes sense.”
Lin Pingzhi felt a little regretful. He also wanted to see how mysterious the Qi-breaking technique of Dugu Nine Swords was. It seemed that Linghu Chong had not yet mastered this technique, but this was within his expectation.
Although Dugu Nine Swords is magical, it cannot be said to be an invincible martial art. The Qi-breaking style is designed to break the internal martial arts. It is divine and clear, and mysterious and mysterious. It is just such a unique skill that it cannot be mastered in a short time.
Yes, and Lin Pingzhi vaguely guessed that this Qi-breaking style of practice may not be that simple. If you want to break the opponent's internal skills, you must first have a deep understanding of the internal skills. Otherwise, if you want to
It is almost impossible to master the Qi-breaking style. If you don’t understand the internal energy and true energy, how can you break the opponent’s internal energy?
Roar! A violent long roar suddenly sounded. Ren Woxing used all his strength to activate his internal energy, and let out a long roar, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. The air currents stirred up, and the sound waves were like thunder, which was extremely terrifying.
Linghu Chong had just been knocked off the long sword in his hand when he was knocked unconscious by this loud roar.
As soon as Lin Pingzhi's inner strength changed, the influence of Ren Woxing's whistle on him completely disappeared.
With a faint smile, he pushed open the iron door and walked in.
"As expected, Mr. Ren has profound skills, which are rare in the world. Only with this long roar, there are not many people in the world who can resist him. I really admire him."
Lin Pingzhi clapped his hands gently and said loudly.
"Huh?
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page) There are actually people hiding in the dark. Junior, how brave are you to kill me!"
Ren Woxing was arrogant and domineering. When he saw Lin Pingzhi appear, a cold light flashed in his eyes. With a long roar, he straightened up and struck him in the air with an ancient and powerful palm.
This palm is fierce and powerful. Wherever the palm shadow passes, the air flow tears apart and makes a permeating roar. It can be seen how terrifying the power contained in it is.
"Sure enough, Mr. Ren's character is that he will show no mercy when he strikes."
Lin Pingzhi said softly, shook his arm, the blue light trembled, and a blue steel sword appeared in his hand.
With a swish of a sword, the half-foot-long green light hesitated and hissed, and the cold light pierced through in the blink of an eye, directly touching the palm of Ren Woxing's hand.
His sword was full of energy and dazzling. Even with his arrogance, he was startled, his face changed with horror, he turned his palm, and immediately retracted the palm he had struck.
This person's reactions were as fast as lightning, and his palm movements were directed and received without any force. Lin Pingzhi secretly praised this person's martial arts skills.
"What a good boy, you can even practice sword light. Who are you?"
Under Ren Woxing's long and disheveled hair, a pair of cold eyes looked over and asked coldly, but he did not continue to take action. Even in just a short moment, he had already seen that Lin Ping
This person is not that easy to deal with. Putting aside everything else, just the half-foot green light is enough to make him wary.
"Haha, Mr. Ren is really kind-hearted. I, Lin Pingzhi, don't have any ill intentions in coming here this time."
Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and said something. Suddenly his eyelids twitched and he heard faint footsteps approaching in the distance.
"It seems that the envoy to the left has arrived, and Mr. Ren can finally get out of trouble."
Ren Woxing snorted coldly, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a dozen breaths, a figure flashed in the dungeon, and a burly old man rushed in.
"Leader!"
The person who came was none other than Xiang Wentian. This man could be considered loyal. As soon as he entered the dungeon, he saw Ren Woxing and immediately rushed towards him. He knelt down with his knees bent and said in a long voice.
"Okay, okay, brother Xiang, you're finally here. It's been twelve years, and you still haven't forgotten me. Very good, very good! Come on, I'm still a leader now. We can be brothers."
Ren Woxing was also a little excited. Now that he was out of trouble, he couldn't be calm. For twelve years, he had been imprisoned in this dark dungeon. He had a strong will if he didn't go crazy. Now he was about to die.
I can't be too excited about going out.
"Congratulations to both of you, Xiang Zuo. I've heard of his name a long time ago. When I saw him today, he turned out to be a hero with a sincere heart."
Lin Pingzhi's voice sounded, immediately alarming Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian.
"Huh? Boy, who are you? Why are you here?"
Xiang Wentian calmed down a little at this time, and then he realized that there was an outsider here. His heart skipped a beat, and there was a hint of murderous intent in the cold voice.
The aura throughout his body was even more surging, and he looked like he was ready to take action at any time.