Wu Yazi's voice sounded indifferent, but his words didn't seem to have much favorable impression of the Sword God's lineage.
Ziqin's heart sank slightly. Currently, only Wuyazi could help him achieve this Xiaoyao task. Although the Shaolin sweeping monk might be Xiaoyaozi, he might not be.
This risk really cannot be taken, after all, it is a matter of life and death.
No longer caring about chasing the Beggar Clan disciples, Ziqin turned around and entered the cave. Not long after, he came to the cave where Wu Yazi was again.
"I do have the martial arts of the Sword God lineage, but that's not all. In fact, apart from the Sword God lineage, I also have the martial arts of Zhao Kuangyin."
Ziqin was extremely sincere. Ziqin didn't understand Zhao Kuangyin's lineage, but he still knew about the Sword God lineage. There didn't seem to be much hatred between the Sword God lineage and the Xiaoyao sect.
Although they are from the same Jianghu lineage, their pursuits are different after all. The Xiaoyao lineage adheres to Murong's lineage and wants to establish a country, but the Sword God lineage does not have this idea. The Sword God is a transcendent title, and the number of the Sword God lineage is also different.
There are even only one or two descendants in each generation, so there is no essential hatred between the Sword God lineage and the Xiaoyao sect.
"It doesn't matter if you are of the Sword God lineage. The Sword God was also extremely powerful back then. However, you can no longer inherit the position of the leader of Xiaoyao."
Wu Yazi closed his eyes slightly and waited for a long time before he spoke. However, these words made Ziqin happy.
In fact, as Ziqin expected, revenge was already better than anything else for Wu Yazi.
"I can pass on my martial arts skills to you, but you must promise me that you must help the Xiaoyao Sect find a leader with both intelligence and intelligence."
Wu Yazi's voice was still extremely calm. A trace of determination flashed in Ziqin's eyes and he nodded towards Wu Yazi.
In fact, Ziqin also had great admiration for Wu Yazi. Not to mention anything else, it was his astounding martial arts that made people unable to help but admire him.
"Since Qiu Shui left Ling Bo, he also left Bei Ming behind. I have told her about these two sets of martial arts. Please tell her the secret manual left by Qiu Shui in detail. I will see if there are any gaps."
Wu Yazi said calmly. Zi Qin was slightly startled and felt that it seemed a bit troublesome. However, since Wu Yazi said so, he could not refuse. Then he slowly explained the secrets of Beiming Sheng Gong and Lingbo Weibu.
Come.
There are not many Chinese words in the secret book left by Li Qiushui. Ziqin finished all the contents in a short time.
Wu Yazi closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of anger on his face. After Ziqin finished speaking, he didn't speak for a long time.
"I didn't expect Qiu Shui to remember so much."
After a long time, Wu Yazi opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with deep anger.
Ziqin suddenly felt a knot in his heart. He sensed that something was wrong with Wu Yazi. When he spoke of Li Qiu Shui, his tone was calm and he still called her by his nickname. It was obvious that he was not angry at Li Qiu Shui. However, there was a clear look in his eyes.
Extreme anger.
This is obviously very wrong.
Suddenly, Ziqin became alert, and the internal energy of Yunji Qizhan slowly flowed through his body. Over there, Wu Yazi was already looking at him calmly.
"You already know so many of my martial arts skills. It seems that the only thing I can do is... kill you."
Wu Yazi's words were low, but when he said the last word, he suddenly showed a sinister look. At the same time, strong internal energy surged in the cave.
Whirlpools formed by internal forces appeared around Ziqin.
The powerful internal force creates a whirlpool like a millstone. Not to mention flesh and blood, even steel will be crushed into pieces in it.
Long Yuan unsheathed his sword, Yuan Gong's sword skills unfolded, and layers of sword energy rippled around him, resisting the terrifyingly powerful whirlpool.
Ziqin's eyes were extremely ugly. Firstly, Xiaoyao's mission had finally suffered a setback. Secondly, he didn't expect Wu Yazi to be so powerful. A paralyzed old man could actually exert his inner strength to such a level.
To put it bluntly, Wu Yazi's internal power has almost become substantial. If he goes one step further, he may be able to wield a sword from a distance as easily as in the world of immortals.
The Long Yuan Sword kept rippling the sword energy around him. Ziqin almost used all his strength, but he could only barely ensure that he would not be involved in the whirlpool formed by Wu Yazi's internal force.
However, such resistance is obviously not possible. Wu Yazi said in the original work that he only has more than seventy years of internal strength. However, in fact, many people have overlooked one thing. Beiming is Wu Yazi's ultimate martial arts.
, how could he have never used it before, and his Beiming doesn't have Duan Yu's flaws.
When Wu Yazi was walking around the world, he didn't know how many people he had absorbed the inner energy from. However, his paralysis over the years had made his Beiming Magic Skills improve to an unimaginable level, thus making the inner energy he had absorbed in his early years impossible.
Compressed to seventy years.
However, the inner strength of these seventy years is far better than others' hundred years, or even hundreds of decades.
At this time, Ziqin was caught in the whirlpool formed by Wu Yazi's internal power, unable to advance or retreat. Although Yuan Gong's sword technique relied on the internal power of Yun Ji's Qizhuan to be temporarily safe, this was tantamount to indirect confrontation with Wu Yazi.
Children compete for internal strength.
Although the Yunji Seven Lotus is extremely magical, the speed of internal energy improvement cannot match that of Beiming. Moreover, Ziqin has not been practicing the Yunji Seventh Lot for a long time. There is really no suspense in this competition. Ziqin's defeat is just
Sooner or later.
Ziqin used Yuan Gong's sword technique back and forth twice, sweat was already rolling on his forehead, and he looked at Wu Yazi with fear in his eyes.
"Don't blame me. If not, blame you for being a descendant of the Sword God lineage. If not, I wouldn't care even if you are a descendant of Zhao Kuangyin, who was despised by the martial arts world."
Over there, Wu Yazi spoke in a cold voice, with extreme hatred shooting out of his eyes. That kind of hatred even frightened Ziqin.
How much hatred can be more serious than cleaning up the family?
However, Ziqin had no time to think too much at this time. He felt that the internal energy in his body had begun to fail. If he continued to fight, he would have to wait for death in a short time.
Regular methods could no longer save his life. When the steel teeth bit, a trace of determination flashed in Ziqin's eyes.
His left hand suddenly reached behind his back, and the Xiaoyao sword, which had not been used since he obtained Qixing Longyuan, was pulled out of its sheath.
At this time, he was grateful to his father and uncle. If these two people hadn't specially helped him find a treasure scabbard, I'm afraid he wouldn't have brought this sword with him. Then, at this time, he could only rely on Qixing Longyuan.
Hold on hard and wait for death to come.
With the two swords in hand, the internal force in Ziqin's body suddenly separated, and two internal forces with completely opposite properties entered the two swords.
Suddenly, the sword energy emitted from the two swords began to change properties. One side was extremely hot, while the other side was extremely cold.
This was the first time that such a strange scene appeared, and Ziqin could not help but be stunned for a moment. However, after being stunned for a moment, he became more and more happy. The properties of this internal force had changed like this, which made him even more surprised.
Ziqin felt that the life-saving tricks he had come up with were useful.
The two internal forces, bitter cold and hot, were constantly swirling around Ziqin, and Wu Yazi's internal energy whirlpool was pushed away even a little bit.
The appearance of these two extreme internal forces in one person also made Wu Yazi slightly stunned, but this shock was replaced by a sneer in the blink of an eye.
Although Ziqin's internal strength was miraculous, in Wu Yazi's eyes it was very real. With such internal strength, not to mention being comparable to him, there was absolutely no hope of escaping.
And in fact, the Sword God's lineage did not win with internal strength. In Wu Yazi's eyes, the disciples of the Sword God's lineage who were forced to use their internal strength to fight him were already dead.
"It's a pity that you haven't mastered Monkey King's sword skills to perfection, otherwise you might still have a chance of survival today."
Wu Yazi looked at Ziqin and spoke with a sneer.
He said this in order to stimulate Xia Ziqin and dispel all his hopes, causing him to completely fall into despair.
However, when Wu Yazi finished speaking, a sneer suddenly appeared on Ziqin's lips.
"Do you really think you are invincible? Humph, just open your eyes and watch."
Ziqin roared angrily, and suddenly, his left and right hands quickly moved toward the center in front of him. Cold and hot, two completely opposite extremes suddenly collided together.
Space seemed to suddenly stop, and time stopped flowing.
Yin and Yang are the ultimate in heaven and earth, and are also the foundation of heaven and earth. However, yin and yang are mutually reinforcing, but they are mutually exclusive. Although the two internal forces in Ziqin's body are born from the same source, they are in opposition and can never meet again.
In the past, when Ziqin experimented with these two internal forces, he did an experiment in which if these two internal forces met, it would be absolutely destructive.
This time, Ziqin took the initiative to turn these two internal forces into sword energy, and then exerted all his strength to make the two meet.
The two swords disappeared in the eyes of Ziqin and Wuyazi at the same time. A ball of unknown color light instantly enveloped the periphery of the two swords that were close together. The energy compressed to the extreme suddenly burst out, just like the beginning of the universe.
The crisp dragon's roar sounded in the light group, and suddenly, the light seemed to respond to the dragon's roar, and the whole group exploded.
Ziqin lost control of his body in an instant and was thrown away like a broken sack. At the same time, Wu Yazi was also thrown away.
The violent energy continued to wash away everything in the cave. Ziqin huddled in the corner, not caring about his exposed back, and only used all his remaining internal energy to protect his heart.
The light group spread, and the dragon roared continuously. Outside the cave, Su Xinghe hurriedly rushed in. However, when he entered the cave, he was already penetrated by a dragon-shaped sword energy through his chest.
At this time, the cave really looked like a giant dragon was running wild, and everywhere was filled with extremely violent energy.
I don't know how much time passed, but Ziqin finally felt that the energy dissipated. He slowly collapsed, but he didn't have even a trace of strength left. He turned his head with difficulty, only to see no one in another corner not far away from him.
Yazi was lying there like a dead dog, not knowing whether he was still alive or not.
Cursing several times in his heart, Ziqin couldn't help but smile helplessly, and after exhaling, he completely passed out. (To be continued...)
