The long sword used by Yuan Taiji is called Fengsha Sword. The sword is extremely thin, flexible and elegant. According to the "Qifeng Sword Sutra", it is really like the wind of the nine heavens, and its movements are erratic.
Liang Yan spoke against him several times, and Yuan Taiji was extremely angry with him. In addition, he had already made bold words before, so he used all his strength when he made a move.
In mid-air, strong winds were blowing, and the sword light was flickering. The Fengsha Sword was hidden in the strong wind, waiting to give Liang Yan a fatal blow.
However, Liang Yan was not in a hurry, and with the force of the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword, he went straight towards the Feng Sha Sword in mid-air.
The two of them had a fierce fight in mid-air, and the Fengsha Sword whined lowly, but was actually knocked backwards and flew back!
Yuan Taiji was shocked. Although he had seen Liang Yan cut off Bai Ling with his sword yesterday, the sword was fired from inside the giant chrysalis. By the time Bai Ling was cut open and the sword body was exposed, the sword's intention had already become invisible.
Yuan Taiji thought that his Feng Sha Sword could also cut through Bai Ling, and Liang Yan was only in the middle stage of foundation building, so he didn't take it seriously.
Unexpectedly, I just used one sword today and actually knocked back my own flying sword!
Fortunately, the flying sword was not damaged. Yuan Taiji felt a little relieved, regained his composure, and controlled the Fengsha Sword to strike at Liang Yan again.
Liang Yan always had a calm look on his face. After he defeated Yuan Taiji's Fengsha Sword with one sword, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it. Instead, he controlled the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword to guard in front of him.
At this moment, seeing the Feng Sha Sword attack again, Liang Yan smiled slightly, and the sword technique in his hand changed, but he used the Thunder Sword technique that he had learned in the past few days.
The Thunder Sword Style is one of the nine sword styles in the "Flying Thunder God Sword Technique". When used, this sword style opens and closes in a wide range, as fast as a thunder, and its speed is no less than that of Yuan Taiji's "Qi".
"Wind Sword Sutra" is still superior in terms of strength. If there is any shortcoming, it is that the dexterity and maneuverability are slightly weaker than "Qifeng Sword Sutra".
In just three days, Liang Yan only had a rough understanding of the sword technique. He could only use four of the six sword techniques of the Thunder Sword Style, which he could barely use against the enemy.
But the strength of his own swordsmanship is far beyond that of a monk at the same level. Not to mention a few unfamiliar swordsmanship, even if he has no swordsmanship, he can still suppress his opponent steadily.
Therefore, although Yuan Taiji felt that Liang Yan's swordsmanship was full of flaws, his Fengsha Sword was always suppressed by a layer of sword intent and could not break through the defense of the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword.
Yuan Taiji became more and more angry as they fought, especially in the end, when he found that his opponent seemed to only know four sword moves. He kept repeating these four moves, and this was the third time he had used them.
This genius disciple of the Qianyuan Holy Palace, a sword cultivator who was about to condense the sword embryo, suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. He seemed to be a sparring partner, and the person opposite him was not fighting at all, but was
Try out the newly acquired sword moves on yourself.
This feeling became stronger and stronger, especially after the twentieth move, the sword technique of the person opposite changed, and it was actually one of the four sword techniques.
Yuan Taiji finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Are the disciples of Yungang Sect exhausted? Are they just using these few tricks?"
Liang Yan's expression did not change, and he laughed and said: "Sword moves are dead things, the key is to grasp the opportunity to change when facing the enemy, and the opportunity is hard to find, you should get rid of complexity and simplify, return to nature, so the wonder of change lies in your heart!
Yuandao is friendly and good-looking, study hard!"
What Liang Yan said is naturally nonsense!
He was originally very poor in skills. He only had four moves in total. Wasn't he very poor? But he had already made plans to use Yuan Taiji's Feng Sha Sword to try out the new sword moves for himself. The whole cloud
Apart from him, there is no other sword cultivator of the same level in Gangzong. Today, a baby with experience comes to his door. How could he not cherish it?
The understanding of swords brought by fighting against others in actual combat is far greater than the understanding gained by oneself.
Liang Yan's four-movement Thunder Sword Style was a bit awkward the first time he used it, but when he used it for the fourth time, he had some vague insights in his heart. When the sword moves changed, they were no longer so...
It's stiff.
By the time he used these four sword techniques for the sixth time, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword had already stirred up purple thunder in the mid-air. This purple thunder and lightning opened and closed in the mid-air, and it was so smooth that every time
The first time he fought with the Feng Sha Sword, the opponent was so shocked that the sword body trembled and seemed to be broken into pieces.
After fighting for two more times, Liang Yan suddenly sighed:
"Thirty moves have arrived, fellow Daoist Yuan, please give up your sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, infinite sword intent erupted from the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword. This flying sword was like a tiger out of the cage. With one sword swing, the Feng Sha Sword spread ten feet, and then turned into a purple thunderbolt. In an instant, it
Arriving in front of Yuan Taiji.
Purple thunder was shining brightly, hovering above Yuan Taiji's eyelids. Even this Taoist swordsman with a lofty ambition could not help but turn pale and sweat like rain.
Yuan Taiji's eyes changed again and again, first showing fear, then regret, then unwillingness, but in the end they all turned into a trace of depression.
After a long time, the genius disciple of the Qianyuan Holy Palace raised his hand and put the Fengsha Sword back into the scabbard behind his back. He sighed leisurely: "Yuan Mou lost this round. I will come back for advice thirty years later."
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The so-called "come back to ask for advice in thirty years", "thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river", "the green hills will remain green and the green waters will flow forever", etc., these are just some rhetoric.
Liang Yan only glanced at him from afar and knew that this disciple of the Qianyuan Holy Palace had lost his Taoist heart. Although there was a one percent chance of breaking out of his cocoon and being reborn, there was a high possibility that he would sink into depression from then on.
Naturally, he didn't have the habit of mentioning his opponents, so he had to wait for his teacher to worry about these things.
At this time, exclamations erupted from the audience. Among the disciples watching below, some were foundation builders, but the majority were in the Qi refining stage. At first, they saw Liang Yan and Yuan Taiji fighting fiercely.
I thought it was an evenly matched relationship.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the thirty agreed-upon moves arrived, Liang Yan forced Yuan Taiji to admit defeat with one strike of his sword. Only then did everyone realize that the strength of this gray-clothed swordsman actually far exceeded Yuan Taiji!
The reason why we were able to maintain a stalemate of thirty moves just now seems to be in response to what Liang Yan said before: "Then I will reluctantly give you thirty moves!"
Everyone exclaimed for a while, and many people whispered among themselves, asking each other about Yu Xuanji, the youngest disciple.
Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, but everyone on the martial arts viewing platform was silent. Yan Weixian's face was ashen. He was silent for a while and suddenly winked at the person on his right.
The man understood immediately, and with just a flick of his long sleeves, he landed on the martial arts stage.
This man was dressed in white, handsome and handsome. He cupped his fists slightly towards Liang Yan and said with a smile: "I am the Immortal Yujing of the Qianyuan Holy Palace. I am here to ask my Taoist friends for my magical powers!"