Descending from the Heavens: Comments on the Top Ten Myths of Martial Arts Chapter 186 The second way of swordsmanship! As straight as a curve, the calamity of all living beings!
Chapter 186 The second way of swordsmanship! As straight as a curve, the calamity of all living beings!
Inside the light curtain.
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A line of slowly rising scrolls is emerging on the body of this elderly man.
In less than a month, Dugu Wuming’s deeds were just like his name.
In the world, he is lonely.
And this fact is just like his name. From the moment he stepped into this world, his record has never been defeated once.
With one man and one sword, he stepped into the altar step by step and became famous all over the world.
It is precisely because of the existence of Dugu Wuming that he also caused a bloody storm in the world.
At the age of Dugu Wuming, who was weak and weak, he relied on this nameless sword of blue light to travel across the rivers and lakes, fight against heroes in the rivers, and win and become famous all over the world!
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This slowly rising picture suddenly disappeared at this moment.
And on this cliff.
When Lonely Qiufei recalled the first time he used the nameless blue-light sword, he slowly shook his head with a sigh on his face.
After a while.
Dugu Qiubai retracted his sighing expression, turned around, came to the second mound, and continued digging.
After a while, the second mound was opened by Dugu Qiu.
At the same time, the things buried in this mound also appeared before Dugu Qiubai's eyes.
Nothing!
There is nothing in this mound!
However, when Dugu Qiubei saw this empty mound, his pair of weathered eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of regret. It seemed that he was regretting something, and he seemed to be regretting something.
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Outside the light curtain.
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This side is "The World of Heroes" and "The World of Bad People".
When these martial arts masters saw the scene on the second mound, they couldn't help but frown and look confused.
Why?
Because what they saw inside this mound was completely empty. There was no sword in this second mound.
"What's going on? Is it possible? Is this the realm of the [Fourth Kendo Myth]? A swordless realm?"
"How is it possible? The first is the realm of sharp swords, and next, it should be the realm of sword energy. How can it be this kind of realm without swords?"
"There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart! How could this kind of swordsmanship be understood so early?"
"That's right! There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart. This kind of kendo realm is not an ordinary kendo. How can it be so easy to understand?"
"So, tell me, why is there nothing in the second mound?"
For a while, these martial arts masters started to quarrel fiercely over the situation of the second mound.
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However, no matter how much these martial arts masters quarreled, the white light curtain in mid-air continued to shine.
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Inside the light curtain.
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In the open space.
While thinking, Dugu Qiubei suddenly reached out and grabbed the stone bar placed on the open space. He put his right hand together into a sword finger, used his strength to use his fingers, and started writing like this.
[It was used before the age of thirty. It accidentally injured a righteous man and was unlucky, so it was abandoned in the deep valley. This sword has been abandoned in the deep valley, so it is not in the sword tomb, and is represented by a long stone piece.]
[This is the way of the soft sword.]
In an instant, on this ordinary blue stone strip, there was a straight and straight dark blue sword energy, vividly emerging from it.
Like a shadow, like the wind, like a curve, like a straight line!
Wandering around without warning!
Cut out with one sword and destroy all living beings!
Because what this deep blue sword energy represents is Dugu Qiubai’s exploration of this more powerful [Sword Dao]!
This is also Dugu Qiubai’s second kendo!
The Way of the Sword!
Dugu Qiubei lowered his head and looked at the blue stone bar in his hand. His old face showed a look of reminiscence, and he said with emotion: "After turning twenty, I feel that I am..."
Sharp Sword Kendo] can no longer make progress, so I turned to practice this [Soft Sword Kendo]."
In the dark, an inexplicable and strange picture suddenly unfolded from the top of Dugu Qiubai's head.
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This is a season of heavy snowfall.
The cold wind is howling and the snow is capped.
Dugu Wuming, who is already twenty-five years old, is riding an ordinary white horse and walking in this snowy field.
"The beautiful scenery of white snow, but there is a hidden murderous intention, which is simply a disappointment!"
At this moment, Dugu Wubai, who was riding the white horse, looked at the beautiful scenery all around, while holding a water bag. The water bag contained not water, but fine wine.
Over the years, Dugu Wubai has not made many friends, so he can only treat wine as a friend and become a couple with the moon.
"Kill! Kill this Dugu Wubai, and ten million taels of silver will be ours."
At this moment, in the bleak wind and snow, a cry full of murderous intent suddenly came.
Tear!
In the white snow in the sky, more than a dozen white cold lights containing murderous intent burst out from this snowdrift. The sword light was sharp and killing people were invisible. This flashing white sword light was like a sword passing through the dark night.
That area was like a shooting star, dazzling and dazzling, but full of a fatal crisis.
"Hiss!"
Facing the white sword light that filled the sky, Dugu Wubai didn't react at all. However, the white horse seemed to be frightened. The four horse hooves kept stamping on it, and it even hissed.
Hissing.
"Don't be afraid, Ma, the target of these killers is not you, but me..."
Seeing this, the 25-year-old Dugu Wubai gently patted the horse's back. He didn't even glance at these incoming killers. Instead, he put the wine bag he was holding in his left hand, and then
, he slowly and unhurriedly pulled out a crape myrtle soft sword placed at his waist.
Tear!
I saw Dugu Wubai use a slow and graceful movement to pull out the crape myrtle soft sword hidden in his waist. His movement was very gentle, like a breeze blowing across his cheek. However, when he
The moment he waved the crape myrtle soft sword in his hand, all the white sword light that shrouded his body was torn apart.
In mid-air, the killers in black were like kites with broken strings, falling towards the snowy ground.
From the bodies of these black-clad killers, the pools of hot blood flowed, dyeing the white snow here red.
"Hey!"
"Why are you doing this?"
After slashing out this sword, Dugu Wubai sighed softly and put the sword into its sheath. The relaxed and comfortable look on his face looked like he was playing. However, if it weren't for the black-clothed killers all over the floor,
figure, then no one knows whether Dugu Wubai just swung his sword to kill the enemy.