Ye Cheng shook his head secretly, knowing that this sword must have been countered by the strength of the sword because he could not control the true energy in his body. Ultimately, this reason is because he does not have a strong understanding of true energy, making it difficult for him to become a top-notch warrior.
degree.
As the speed of the sword slows down, Zijian has almost reached the limit. It's not that he doesn't want to stop at this moment, it's just that he has difficulty controlling the true energy in his body and is out of control. If there is no team to stop him, the final outcome will be
It will only lead to self-immolation by playing with fire, losing control of the true energy and exploding to death.
With Ye Cheng's eyes and feelings, he naturally knew this, but he had no intention of letting this guy go. At the moment, his mission was the priority, and killing such a master was considered a big achievement.
Moreover, maybe letting him experience life and death can help the people in front of him develop better. After all, Ye Cheng's own cultivation was realized between life and death. In his opinion, it is a good thing to have not experienced life and death.
It is difficult to truly understand the martial arts of killing people.
Ye Cheng raised his spear, endured the huge force on the sword, and hit it hard on the sword. Regardless of the internal force that spread along the gun body, he pressed down hard, sealing the way of the sword, and stepped out with one step.
, the tip of the spear easily tore through Zijian's weak protection, pierced his chest and abdomen, and said softly: "If you can send it but not retract it, you will always be the worst. Learn to control the sword in your hand, and don't be controlled by the sword.
Got it!"
Zijian was pierced by a spear, as if the strength in his whole body had an outlet. He immediately felt much more comfortable, and he said with ease: "Thanks to Brother Ba Liang for your advice, I will die without regrets!"
A burst of inner energy rushed into his heart along the gun body, instantly shattering his heart and making him unable to die.
Ye Cheng was not feeling well at this moment. He was shaken by the huge counterattack force and his blood boiled. Although he held back the blood in his mouth, a trace of blood still overflowed from his nose. He secretly praised that this Wudang was really a famous sect. Although this kind of swordsmanship was not good,
He is walking a gentle path, but he can slowly absorb other people's strength, store it in the sword body, and wait until it reaches its peak to deliver a thunderous blow to the opponent. It is really a very exquisite swordsmanship, but it is a pity that Zijian's strength is not as good as before.
Slightly worse. If he could control his strength perfectly, even Ye Cheng would be more than slightly injured.
The following competition could not cross the gap. Ye Cheng got off the martial arts stage very wisely. Those minor injuries healed in a short time.
Ye Cheng quietly watched the fight in the field. The Emei woman's swordsmanship still followed a light path. The woman was really powerful, and her movement skills were even more agile. She was like a butterfly wearing flowers, so that her opponent could not get the slightest advantage.
, he defeated his opponent almost without any damage, which is really amazing.
On the other table, it was Shaolin's Jianglong who was fighting with the Huashan disciple. Objectively speaking, Ye Cheng had to admire Jianglong's strength. He was extremely powerful and had a good foundation in outer martial arts.
Supported by Shaolin's strong and powerful internal force, even a pair of iron fists caused the Huashan disciples to suffer a great deal.
As if aware of Ye Cheng's wait and see, Jiang Long glanced at him and sneered. As if to prove his strength, he wrapped his hands around his opponent's sword. His fingers were not afraid of the sharp edge of the sword, and he held it hard.
When he went up, he violently stirred up the sword with both hands and suddenly snatched it off.
He turned around and threw down the long sword, and his fists were like two dragons emerging from the water. They hit the chest of the Huashan disciple with great force. There was a sudden "click" sound of bones breaking, and the latter flew backwards in this extremely powerful blow. , fell hard to the ground, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and there was no movement for a long time.
He raised his head towards Ye Cheng in a demonstration of subduing a dragon, seemingly forgetting the fact that he was not their opponent, and then proudly walked down the steps, slowly walked to Ye Cheng and sat down next to him.
Ye Cheng said with a smile: "That punch just now was good, it was very hard and fierce, it was a bit like it!"
Jianglong snorted coldly and said: "I, Shaolin, are already known for our fierceness, why should I praise you for it? It's a pity that there are still some masters in my sect who did not come to participate in this competition, otherwise it would be someone's turn to be here. Arrogant!"
Ye Cheng knew that he was criticizing Sang and Huai, so he remained calm and said in a low voice: "So what if you are strong and powerful? You are also lucky that you have not met a master of Wudang. Otherwise, with your little knowledge, I am afraid you will suffer a lot. A Wudang master The pulse is really rich, and this kind of control and understanding of internal forces is really a unique insight!"
Hearing these remarks, Jiang Long looked a little ugly. After all, she was said that her sect was inferior to others, and it was difficult for anyone to control herself. Fortunately, she still had some composure, and said: "I, Shaolin, are the supreme master of martial arts. Huashan Lun The sword has been settled, how can I allow you to talk nonsense here? If you have the courage, you can challenge me at the mountain gate. I am afraid that I, the chief of the outer sect of Shaolin, can easily deal with you, not to mention the number one in the inner sect of my sect. Player, I, Buddha, have mercy!”
Ye Chengqi said: "Oh? My Buddha is compassionate? Is he the one who won the ranking in the Huashan Sword Competition?"
Speaking of the mercy of our Buddha, Jianglong's face was filled with pride, and he said proudly: "That's natural, but it's a pity that my senior brother was not proficient in many martial arts at that time. Now that the Golden Bell Shield has been completed, and with the addition of several other superior martial arts, I’m afraid even the chief disciple of Prajna Hall may not be his opponent!”
Ye Cheng shook his head secretly. Although this Dragon Subduer is very powerful, it's a pity that he is too straightforward. He knew that the strength of Buddha Mercy was improving, but he forgot that the strength of other players was also improving. Having such an idea was simply asking for death. He Naturally, I didn’t bother to say it. Maybe the next competition would be a life-and-death showdown between the two of them.
Although the two chatted for a short time, the results of the competition on the martial arts stage had already been concluded. The five people who qualified were Shaolin Jianglong, Emei Nishang, Wudang Nine Patterns Dragon, Wudang Wanfa Ziran and Ye Cheng.
The five people drew lots again, and the result was that Yecheng had a bye, Emei Nishang played against Wudang Jiuwenlong, and Jianglong played against Wudang Wanfa Natural.
Looking at the list made Ye Cheng feel unhappy for a while, so he could only continue to sit on the sidelines and continue to watch the fighting in the starting field.
This time, as Ye Cheng said, Jianglong paid the price for his pride. The Wanfa who faced him was naturally a female disciple of Wudang. This is extremely rare in Wushu, but Wudang is not Shaolin or Shaolin after all. This is the Yihua Palace, and there are gender controls on the disciples it recruits, but this is rare.
I really don’t know whether it is Wudang’s gentle kung fu that suppresses Shaolin, or whether the female disciples are better able to understand the principle that goodness is like water, and softness overcomes hardness. With their bare hands and delicate hands, they actually made the extremely strong Jianglong unable to touch anything. If he hadn’t returned Some of the foundation has probably been thrown away long ago.
Ye Cheng looked at it carefully for a long time. Wanfa Ziran's moves were extremely simple. On the surface, there was nothing mysterious about them. However, even those simple moves contained great power. The whole body actually formed
A layer of light white aura wraps the body in it.
What amazed Ye Cheng the most was her footwork, which seemed vaguely mysterious. Combined with her palm skills, she was like a fish swimming in the water or a bird flying in the sky. People could not figure out her trajectory at all, and she was always entangled with him.
It's hard to escape from your side.
This set of palm techniques fully exerts unimaginable power in the hands of Wanfa Natural. The palm techniques are connected smoothly and smoothly, making it difficult for people to seize the flaws to counterattack. One move after another, the continuous momentum becomes more and more powerful.
It makes the opponent feel desperate, and they really don't know when they will stop this offensive.
"Little friend Baoliang, you are very lucky this time, you actually got a bye!"
Ye Cheng turned around and bowed slightly towards Yin Liting, saying: "It turns out to be Taoist Master Yin. This bye may not be a good thing for the boy. If you don't compete with a master, you will lose a point of experience. I would rather not take this opportunity!"
Yin Liting sat directly beside him and said with a faint smile: "It's not a good thing for you, but it is a great blessing for these young heroes. Otherwise, if we fight against you, we will either defeat you or be killed by you."
On this martial arts stage, little friend, do you think what I said is right?"
Ye Cheng stared at Wan Fa naturally and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is joking, you should also know that although we wanderers are killed, we will not really die, but our strength will be greatly damaged. It will take more time."
You can still regain the lost cultivation level, so why worry about this temporary loss? Gaining combat experience is the most important thing!"
Yin Liting laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "My little friend is very eloquent. I can't argue with you, but I have something to tell you. The battle between good and evil is about to begin. If you kill the disciples of the righteous sect indiscriminately, I'm afraid that in the future, your world will be affected."
Reputation has a great influence. When the time comes, all sects and parties will be very hostile to you. I'm afraid you won't feel any better than the people in the Demon Cult. Moreover, such a wanton killing will also have an impact on your mind. You must not be blinded by the temporary killing.
Eyes, people in the Demon Cult are regarded as Demon Cult by us just because they do things based on their own preferences. You must remember these things!"
Ye Cheng nodded and said, "Thank you so much, Taoist Master Yin, for your guidance. I just don't understand something. Do you still want to ask Taoist Master for advice?"
Yin Liting said: "If you have any questions, you can ask me, and I will definitely tell you everything I know!"
Ye Cheng glanced at him and said, "Excuse me, Master Taoist, what is the so-called measure of good and evil?"
Yin Liting was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes, and frowned: "Good and evil have existed since ancient times. Think of my sects such as Wudang, Shaolin, and Emei. Whether they are the leader or the disciples, they all take it as their own duty to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. This so-called evil heretic is not
Except for some monsters and evil spirits who harm the people, on the other hand, people in the Demon Cult behave in strange and cruel ways, and they are accustomed to taking human life seriously, and they will do anything for their own selfish interests. This is the difference between good and evil!"
Ye Cheng sighed slightly and said to himself: "This world belongs to all living beings. What they do is just to make themselves live a better life. The so-called good and evil are just things created by some thoughtful people.
They use gorgeous words to package their killing and desire, and what they do is much better than the so-called evil spirits!"
A sigh reveals the inexplicable unhappiness. There is no distinction between good and evil between people. It is just a way for some people to show that they are naturally superior to others.
