Chapter 29: The Sword and the Tortoise and the Snake
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The cold wind bit the bones, the grass was flying, and the bonfire in the main hall flickered. Su Qinian stood in front of the Qingyang Hall, looking at Li Qinghe in the distance. His eyes were open and unobstructed.
"Okay, catch my three knives. If you can't catch them, I want the knife manual of "Life-breaking Knife"."
Li Qinghe's eyes were burning, but that was not greed. Su Qinian saw a desire and madness for the knife.
Sword Crazy and Sword Crazy, passed down from father to son, are worthy of being blood relatives.
"Okay!"
Su Qinian also responded. He had no intention of backing down. No matter how strong Li Qinghe was, he had not yet comprehended the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique". If he failed in this way, there would be no harm in handing over the "Life-Sustaining Knife", let alone the "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu".
If one has evil intentions and darkness in mind, it will be difficult to master a top-notch sword technique like "The Life-Ending Knife" and it will not be able to exert its true power. Su Qinian is not afraid of falling into the hands of bad people.
Ding ding ding ding!
Li Qinghe raised his eyebrows and took a step forward. The five-foot-long knife in his hand was dragged on the ground, sparks flying on the bluestone bricks.
His steps were extremely fast. At first, he only took a few feet in one step, and then it was more than ten feet. After three steps, he took several feet in one step. The air behind him was twisted, and a bloody horse fell to the ground and galloped.
Zhang Da Di.
What a strong momentum!
Su Qinian seemed to see the stormy waves coming towards his face. In an instant, the five-foot-long knife drew an extremely tricky trajectory and slashed diagonally towards his arm. The air was like cracked silk, and was cut under the blade as thin as a cicada's wing.
Tear apart quietly.
The pale light of the sword suffused with a sense of cruelty. It was an enemy-killing sword technique that belonged to the frontier battlefield.
It is also a basic sword technique, but it is streamlined to the extreme. It is aimed at the vital point, but it is not as vicious as an assassin. Although it is equally ruthless, it is dignified and iron-clad.
Clang!
Su Qinian took out the sword. The green iron sword was like a bolt of lightning, crossing the thin blade. The blades intersected, but there was no sound of gold and iron. Li Qinghe felt an extremely sticky feeling coming from the blade.
The power, all the strength is like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.
"The principles of Turtle Snake Quan, boxing power, and Tai Chi rotation are integrated into the sword technique."
Li Qinghe's eyes were as bright as lightning, his energy and blood were gushing out, and his fighting spirit was strong. He could see through the reality of Su Qinian's sword skills at a glance.
"Second knife!"
With a loud shout, the long knife set off a strong wind, like a stormy sea, the blade was red, the energy and blood gathered together, but it condensed into less than half an inch of energy.
A violent storm!
With this sword strike, a solemn look appeared in Su Qinian's eyes. This second sword technique was no longer a basic sword technique. Some of the descriptions of such a sword technique in Su Qinian's memory seemed to be different from those of his father.
The famous Wave-Severing Sword is very similar.
Wave-cutting knife?
As soon as Su Qinian thought about it, he understood that Li Qinghe really had an extraordinary talent. He could turn a sword into a sword and incorporate his father's sword skills into his own sword. Although he had only made the first sword, he had already made it.
It can be seen that this prototype of swordsmanship is not just third-rate.
Phew!
The green iron sword in Su Qinian's hand was turned upside down, with the tip of the sword facing down. He turned around, and his whole temperament suddenly changed, as if an ancient turtle woke up from a long sleep, broke free from the shackles on his body, and crashed into the suppression.
It has been a mountain of demons for many years.
Li Qinghe's pupils suddenly shrank, and Su Qinian's knife pointed downwards and pushed it sideways. In his eyes, it turned into the shell of a divine turtle, branding Bagua Kanli, Xunfeng and thunder, and instantly filled the whole world.
Cang!
With a loud noise, the two people's blades collided, and finally a dazzling spark was created. A large cloud of sparks burst out. A wisp of strong wind centered on the two people and swept in all directions. Weeds were flying all over the sky. There were bluestone bricks in all directions of the two people.
Clean it and remove all dust.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
The next moment, the two of them took ten steps back at the same time and stood six feet apart.
This sword is evenly divided.
"The marrow has been obtained through trance. If I am not wrong about your Turtle Snake Fist, at least six movements have been obtained by trance."
Li Qinghe's eyes became very serious and solemn, and he was also a bit amazed. In just over a month, he had comprehended and practiced Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" to such a level. Even he was ashamed of himself, let alone the Seven-Style Turtle Technique.
Snake Fist, many boxing moves involve the yin and yang principle of Wudang Tai Chi. It is easy to get a glimpse of it at first, but it is not easy to understand it. It depends on the chance to get the essence.
"There is one last stab." Su Qinian said calmly.
"I first realized this sword not long ago. I originally thought that two swords would be enough. But now it seems that I have underestimated you. You haven't even forced out the "Life-breaking Knife". It seems that you still have some foundation, but it's not
It’s a waste of time.”
Now, Li Qinghe speaks eloquently, and when it comes to martial arts and swordsmanship, his mind is as fast as lightning, and he is more eloquent than Juren, who is well-read in poetry and books.
Su Qinian slowly tightened his grip on the handle of the knife, because at this time, Li Qinghe's body rose with a depressing aura, which even leaked out of his body, and his mental power to grasp the void in all directions was also suppressed.
This smell is extremely familiar!
Boom!
Li Qinghe took out his sword, and with the third strike, his whole aura became extremely fierce. This strike of the sword was like thunder in the air. If you look carefully, it was like a huge wave on the blue sea. The waves crashed on the shore, deafening. The pale sword light struck down, yes, it fell down, the air was compressed, and an explosion sound was made.
On the tip of the knife, the blood-colored aura was puffing out, reaching about half an inch.
The strong wind blew against his face, like a sword cutting and scraping his bones. Su Qinian finally confirmed that this was nothing else but the sharp edge of the knife.
The edge of the sword!
Generally speaking, this is the true meaning of weapons that only everyone with weapons can understand, and it is a watershed for those who use weapons.
With one sharp step, you can reach for the stars, otherwise, just a stone's throw away will be nothing but flowers in the mirror.
An unprecedented light burst out from his eyes. Under such pressure, Su Qinian also developed a strong fighting spirit. When it came to the Seven-Style Turtle Snake Fist, he took the method of transporting power and exerting force, and the principles of Tai Chi Yin and Yang, which were only preliminary incarnations.
I haven't fully mastered the sword technique yet, and the previous two sword skills have reached the limit.
Buzz!
The green iron sword trembled at high speed, the air vibrated, and fine wrinkles were produced. In an instant, Su Qinian's blood burst out, and he climbed to the top. His skin, tendons, bones, and marrow all screamed. If the war drum beat, even his internal organs would
The internal organs and five internal organs are also faintly feeling, the heart and lungs are beating, and the breath is long and powerful.
Clang!
In the flash of lightning, Su Qinian's green iron sword cut through the air. The sword's light was as bright as the sun rising into the sky, as if it were the master of light in the world, conquering darkness and purifying evil spirits. On the tip of the sword, half an inch of red light shone like clouds.
Smoke, stormy waves, violent winds and rains were all cut off by this hot and sharp sword light. The dark clouds melted like white snow in spring, and the sun shone on the earth, making everything glow with vitality.
The flash of light seemed to dispel a lot of the chill in the Qingyang Palace. The bonfire in the palace rose, the flames were bright, and the dead branches burned and crackled.
In front of Qingyang Hall.
Su Qinian sheathed the sword and looked at Li Qinghe, who was ten feet away. There was blood gurgling and dripping on the five-foot white iron sword in his hand. However, the blade was spotless and not stained with blood. It was obviously a hair-breaking blade. p>
And at Li Qinghe's feet, two faint plow marks extended forward about three feet, which was a place that was pushed back three feet.
"If you are not at the top, I will not be able to defeat you."
Su Qinian said: "You can rest for a few days and fight again another day."
Read the books of sages and understand the truth and principles. Su Qinian has a gentleman's bearing and is unwilling to take advantage. A gentleman conquers people's hearts with his magnanimity and light.
Li Qinghe took a deep breath, shook his head, and his tone became stiff again: "I followed my father on the border when I was ten years old and killed many demons. The blood and pain are more in line with the artistic conception of my swordsmanship. This injury has not damaged me.
Fighting strength, I lost."
After saying that, he turned around, drew the knife, and left straight away, as if he didn't want to talk to Su Qinian any more.
Looking at Li Qinghe's slightly staggering back, Su Qinian frowned at first, then relaxed his brows. After a long time, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
……
Chen hour has arrived again, and the morning sun has begun to rise.
The orange-red sunshine stretched for a long time, the bonfire in the Qingyang Palace was extinguished, and green smoke curled up. Su Qinian opened his eyes and looked outside the Qingyang Palace. A familiar figure gradually approached. (Updated at noon, I haven’t written so heartily in a long time.
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