Chapter 226: Breaking the Seventy-two Ways to ward off evil spirits
The person who spoke before suddenly changed his expression and suddenly asked: "Brother Zhang, from your tone, it seems that you also want to go to Shaolin Temple to welcome Miss Ren?"
The man named Zhang nodded proudly and said: "Thanks to the grace of the eldest lady, our Haihe Gang leader can live through the Dragon Boat Festival every year. Our gang leader gave the order three days ago, instructing the branch leaders and helmsmen to
Let’s meet at the main altar together, and then we need to pack our bags, bring all the troops, and go north to join the heroes.”
The man from before laughed and said, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier? How could I, Lao Liu, not join in on such a grand martial arts event? Brother Zhang, when are you going to set off, remember to count me in."
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
Ling Jing heard what these people said, and an interesting smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"What a beautiful misunderstanding, haha!" Although Ling Jing had already known some clues about this matter from Lianyi, but after listening to the words of these people just now, he understood a little more clearly.
It seems that these heretical people all think that it is Yingying who is imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple. With Yingying's prestige in the world of demons, many heretical people will naturally respond and go to the Shaolin Temple to embarrass her.
"But why didn't Yingying come forward to explain?" He couldn't help but show a thoughtful look on his face. This girl's temperament is actually a bit unruly. Seeing so many people in the world making mischief in her name, is she just a little bit stupid?
Means none?
Or maybe Miss Ren also wants to see the fun?
"What a naughty and willful little lady." Ling Jing couldn't help but smile, but she felt really relaxed in her heart. She thought she was going to go to Shaolin alone this time and meet the world-famous seventy-two tricks of Shaolin Temple.
A unique skill. However, if there are heretical people from all over the country who mess around, and I wait for the opportunity to act when the time comes, I can save a lot of trouble.
The guests at the table next to him quickly left after eating and drinking. Ling Jing moved to a quiet corner and drank alone, and suddenly said to the system in his mind: "System, how do I get into the training ground?"
The "Evil-Resisting Sword Manual" has been scanned into the database by the system, which can completely simulate the "Seventy-two Evil-Resisting Sword Techniques". Although he had already seen these seventy-two sword techniques when he got the cassock.
There are many flaws in it, but after all, everything has not been actual combat, and it still needs to be verified by oneself before this sword technique can be completely broken.
"The training ground is divided into four levels: primary, intermediate, advanced and special. The host can currently open the primary training ground. Asking, do you want to enter?"
Ling Jing raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "What are the conditions for opening the primary training ground, and what level of opponents can it simulate?" He was very doubtful as to why the "training ground" was only opened after he understood the artistic conception.
Appears, does it have to be at the artistic conception level to be able to activate it?
"The primary training ground, the opening conditions, the host understands the first level of artistic conception of any kind of martial arts. It can simulate opponents whose artistic conception is below the first level."
"Is that really so..." Ling Jing thought for a moment and then said: "System, now entering the primary training ground, we will first simulate a master-level master who has practiced the "Evil Sword Manual". There is no need to understand the artistic conception."
Just as he finished speaking, Ling Jing felt his eyes suddenly go dark, and then a dazzling light came into his eyes.
Ling Jing was slightly uncomfortable. After a while, he came back to his senses, opened his eyes, and found that he was standing in a quiet courtyard, surrounded by rockeries, flowers, ponds, and a quiet corridor at the east end. , a pavilion is located next to a small pond.
"This is the training ground?"
This place was so different from the training ground he imagined that even he himself was slightly confused.
At this moment, I saw a wave of light swaying in an open space two or three feet ahead, and then a middle-aged man with a cold face suddenly appeared. He was wearing a bright red gown, holding a sword in his right hand, and his eyebrows seemed to be pointing with eyebrows. The pen has been traced and it is particularly conspicuous.
"Are you coming?"
Ling Jing looked at the cold middle-aged man, slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and glanced at his hand slightly, but it turned out that the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" had also been simulated in this training ground.
The middle-aged man's expression was gloomy, and his whole body exuded a cold aura. Suddenly, lightning flashed across his eyes. He took a step forward, and his body was like wind and lightning, rushing directly in front of Ling Jing.
"What a speed!"
Ling Jing's expression changed. Although he knew that this "Evil Sword Manual" was famous for its extremely fast and cunning moves, he didn't expect that the footwork and bodywork on it were also so fast.
The two of them bumped into each other in the blink of an eye. A sneer appeared on the corner of the cold middle-aged man's mouth. The long sword danced upwards, and the sword light drew an arc. Because the sword was so fast, it seemed to be dancing several times at the same time. It's like ten long swords.
"Well done!" Ling Jing faced the opponent's long sword without dodging, his eyes focused, and the long sword turned into a bit of cold light, and he quickly stabbed forward to the left.
"Keng!"
In the end, the tips of the two long swords touched each other, and they reached a stalemate. The two people's internal energy surged, and both long swords were slightly bent.
"This man's sword is weird." Ling Jing felt the power coming from the sword. The opponent's internal strength should be comparable to his own, but with the power of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", he was unable to cut off the opponent's sword. Long sword, it seems that the sword was specially simulated by the system to compete with the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword".
"So, my only advantage now is my "artistic level" swordsmanship."
Ling Jing tilted his body, raised his sword, and hit the opponent's sword spine.
The man stumbled back and spun around. The long sword in his hand was dancing rapidly, and the sword energy was shooting out. Even with Ling Jing's swordsmanship, he could only see a series of blurry sword shadows.
"It's really an extremely fast swordsmanship!"
Ling Jing sneered and thought to himself: "Quick? Then let's see who is faster!" The long sword shook, then he jumped forward, raised his right hand, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" was level with the ground.
"The Invisible Sword!"
The two approached quickly, and a series of scattered sword lights were seen in the air. Their movements were extremely fast, and they had already executed several moves in a matter of breaths.
Ling Jing stared closely at the opponent's long sword. Relying on the magic of the "invisible sword", he only took a defensive stance. Whenever his opponent drew his sword, he could always cut off his sword path one step ahead.
The two figures kept flying in the courtyard. Ling Jing never attacked, but just observed the opponent's sword skills. When the opponent finished using all the "Seventy-two Ways of Evil-Repelling Sword Techniques", a divine light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his body He swept forward, moved his wrist, and silently slit the opponent's throat.
The cold middle-aged man's body paused for an instant, and then suddenly shook, turning into countless red light spots and annihilating in the air.
Ling Jing stood there with a thoughtful look on his face.
"The seventy-two evil-repelling sword techniques are really unique. If I hadn't understood the artistic conception-level sword techniques, I might not be able to kill him."
He recalled in his mind the sword moves used by the cold middle-aged man. Both the angle and the speed of the opponent's move were extremely weird. It was obviously a long sword one inch wide, but when the opponent made the move, it looked like
Just like a thin sword, it is so fast that people can only see countless silver lines.
In the battle just now, he had verified the flaws in the seventy-two sword techniques one by one. In addition to the flaws that he had initially figured out, he also discovered many loopholes in the sword techniques.
But at this level, within ten moves it would be enough to take his life.
"If you have time, try the "Evil-Repelling Sword Technique" of the First Level of Artistic Conception."
Ling Jing closed his eyes and exited the training ground.
In the inn, Ling Jing's eyes moved slightly and he had returned to reality. The few side dishes on the table were already cold. It was obvious that he had stayed in the training ground for a long time.
In fact, Ling Jing had always despised the insidious hypocrite Yue Buqun, but he had never taken him seriously. Even though this man had practiced the unique "Zixia Magic Art", it seemed that he had never
Having stepped into the Grandmaster level, it is even more impossible to reach the artistic conception level.
It can be seen from this that Yue Buqun's talent for internal power cultivation is not much better than ordinary people, but he can create superior sword moves such as "Taiyue Three Green Peaks", which shows that this person still has a high level of swordsmanship.
Intellectual.
"Yue Buqun, even if you get the "Evil Sword Manual", do you think you can practice any peerless magical skills? Haha, that's ridiculous!" Ling Jing's eyes were a little cold, and suddenly he slowly took out something from his arms, which was a piece of magic.
Dark red rag.
He looked at this piece of broken steps, smiled coldly, and thought to himself: "Without this part, I'll see what you can do!"
The main reason why Ling Jing dared to hand over the "Evil Sword Manual" was to let Ning Zhongze see the true face of Yue Buqun as soon as possible. However, how could he not keep this insidious villain like Yue Buqun?
In one hand, without the piece of cassock in his hand, even if Yue Buqun practiced it to death, he would only have an incomplete "evil-proofing sword technique".
A few hours later, when it was getting dark, Ling Jing paid for the drinks and went back to his room to rest. When the moon was high in the sky, he suddenly saw a figure flying out of the inn.
Ling Jing jumped into a dark alley, figured out the direction, and sped towards the "Fuwei Escort Agency".
Around the time of tea, Ling Jing came to the outside of the "Fuwei Escort Agency". It was already midnight, and the houses around the escort agency were already dark.
I heard the slightest noise.
Ling Jing jumped up and landed inside the courtyard wall. He closed his eyes slightly and let the system scan the surrounding area.
He walked slowly along the stone road in the front yard and arrived outside the hall in the front yard. He jumped lightly, stepped on the roof, connected with his feet, and galloped past the moving row of roofs, and soon arrived in the backyard.
Outside a wing. (To be continued.)
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