Songjia Mountain City in Lingnan is listed as one of the seven sacred scenes in the martial arts world, but it does not have the sharp-edged, domineering and domineering nature of the Heavenly Sword at all. The artistic conception reflected in the mountain city environment is exactly the opposite. If we talk about the feeling of the mountains behind Pegasus Ranch,
It is the decline of the mood that makes people feel like retreating into the mountains and forests. The Songjia Mountain City will give people a feeling of leisure and comfort. Being here, people's mood will calm down unconsciously.
The environment of the mountain city is very high-end. The spacious avenue is paved with bluestone, which is very smooth and progressive. Even two carriages can keep pace with each other. It is very similar to the pavement of some parks that Zheng Xie visited in later generations. Plants are planted on both sides of the avenue.
Flowers, plants and trees are interspersed with clear streams, and there are many southern-style pavilions and unique and elegant bridges. It looks more like a garden than passing through a mansion.
Song Zhi and others led him along the path between the flower gardens. Zheng She watched for a while along the way and sighed: "This is where Zhizhi lived since he was a child. It is noble and elegant, and as touching as Zhizhi. I don't know who the master is.
Where is the old man? Zheng can't wait to propose marriage to him."
Song Yuzhi glared at him angrily and said, "Son of a prodigal, my father will definitely kill you when he sees you."
Zheng Xie joked: "Does my father-in-law use the Heavenly Sword to select his son-in-law? If so, I'm afraid Zhizhi will never be able to get married in this life."
Song Zhidao: "Young Master Zheng, don't be ridiculous. My eldest brother knows that Young Master Zheng is coming and is already waiting in the Sharpening Hall. Young Master Zheng can just go there."
Zheng Xie said: "Zheng has been yearning for the name of Mo Dao Tang for a long time. Sincerely, please wait for my good news."
After that, he walked across the stone bridge and walked into the courtyard of Mo Dao Hall.
The Modao Hall is at the deepest part of a three-entry courtyard. Zheng Xie passed through two arched doorways before arriving in front of a building with the characters "Modao Hall" hanging on it.
The Mo Knife Hall is naturally not a place for sharpening knives. Rather, it is like a hall that collects famous knives. There are dozens of knives of different styles hanging on the indoor walls. Each of their owners is a knife master who was once famous in the world.
The most eye-catching thing in the palace is not the dozens of famous swords in different situations, but the stalwart man standing in the center of the palace with his hands behind his back.
There was once a saying, "Just like fireflies in the dark night, so dazzling." Although it was a joke, it is perfectly suitable to be used here. Song Que is this kind of person. He stood there quietly, but he was more...
Everything in the temple attracts more attention.
Zheng Xie saw Song Que as soon as he stepped into the knife sharpening hall. As if telepathically, as Zheng Xie's footsteps fell, Song Que's body slowly turned around, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.
of perfection.
When he stood in the sharpening hall, the two of them were facing each other.
"Junior Zheng Xie has met the Valve Master." Zheng Xie said respectfully, his eyes slowly scanning Song Que's body.
Song Que's appearance is resolute and handsome, as perfect as a knife and an axe, without any flaws. He brings the unique charm of a man to the extreme, which is enough to make any woman fall in love at the first sight of him. He has a kind of
He has a depressing demeanor. He does not have a sharp sense of aggression, but is full of the elegance of a Confucian scholar. Coupled with his perfectly symmetrical body shape and a straight and graceful posture, he is indeed the best swordsman in the world.
The unique style of a master.
He also looked at Zheng Shee with an enigmatic expression on his face. He said calmly: "Young Master Zheng knows that you have done two things to offend me before you came here."
Zheng Xie walked leisurely, as if walking in his own small house, and said in a calm voice: "The capture of Miss Yuzhi by this junior should not be one of them."
Song Que did not have the arrogance of a high-ranking official, and said as if he was talking to an ordinary person: "Yu Zhi has written to me before, and I can't blame you for this."
Zheng Xie said curiously: "In that case, after thinking about it, I can only think of one thing. Zheng also came here to attack Baling. Baling was an ally of the noble clan before, and he will not do so in the future."
Change. I think I will be a better alliance partner than Xiao Mian."
Song Que clasped his hands and said, "Before this, Li Mi sent me a letter asking me to come out to rescue Mr. Li, otherwise I will have to cancel the engagement with Yuzhi. This is another matter."
Zheng Xie was surprised and said: "Isn't this a good thing? I think the lord should thank me. How can a sly, ignorant and ignorant boy like Li Tianfan be worthy of your daughter? If I were the lord,
He will definitely reply with eight words: What the hell, get out of here!"
Song Que let out an ooh and said, "Then what if this happened to the daughter of Mr. Zheng's family?"
Zheng Xie immediately said: "If my chosen son-in-law is bullied, why don't I reply to him? I can just go and chop him into pieces."
Song Que smiled and said: "Young Master Zheng's ideas are really different from ordinary people!"
Zheng Xie touched his nose and said: "Okay, let's treat it as two things. Since Zheng is here, let's just solve the two things at once. I caused the lord to lose a son-in-law, so I think he is the lord.
Find a better one, what do you think of me?"
Song Fu nodded and said: "Very good, a hundred times better than Li Tianfan."
Zheng Xie smiled and said: "So the valve master has agreed."
Song Que suddenly exuded a sharp sword intent that could cut across the void. He did not answer him, but asked: "Does Mr. Zheng know which one is the heavenly sword?"
Zheng Xie's eyes were like lightning, and he suddenly looked at the ancient and heavy sheathed sword on the wall, and said: "The eight styles of the Heavenly Sword are one of the conditions for the master to choose a son-in-law. I really want to know if Li Tianfan's grandson has left."
After this step, the valve owner will not be lenient to others and treat them differently."
Song Que opened his hand and grabbed it, and the Heavenly Sword flew into his palm. He suddenly smiled and said, "On the contrary, Song went through this test just to satisfy Zheng Shaokuan's principle of being strict with others and treating others differently."
Zheng Xie said: "The valve master misunderstood. In fact, I am a very unprincipled person."
Song Que said: "Without further explanation, let Song learn how Zheng Shao can defeat Zhu Yuyan's unparalleled magical skills."
Zheng Xie's expression straightened up, he put away the smile on his face, and said proudly: "I have longed for the Heavenly Sword for a long time, so let Zheng use these palms to receive the Lord's Seven Swords."
Song Que's eyes suddenly brightened again. There were eight moves in the eight moves of the Heavenly Sword. As soon as the eighth sword came out, the outcome would be determined. The situation was no longer in the control of the two of them. At that time, only one person could stand and walk out of the Sharpening Hall. The loser.
At least he was seriously injured and dying. This battle was not a life and death duel, and the number of seven swords was just right.
"Okay, Master Zheng, please take the first stab!"
After finishing speaking, the Heavenly Sword has been unsheathed.
In an instant, every inch of the space in the knife-sharpening hall was filled with the overbearing sword intent, forming a strange secret realm of sword light. The sword intent was suspended, and it was in a balance with Zheng Xie. As long as he was a little bit
Any movement will trigger the sword intent all over the sky, ushering in a ferocious attack like a volcanic eruption.
At this moment, the Heavenly Sword also slowly slashed towards Zheng Xie.
In this world, no one can receive a blow from the Heavenly Sword without moving.
Neither can Zheng She.
The heavenly sword was slashed from the top of Zheng Xie's head, splitting him in half.
In the next moment, Zheng Xie, who was cut in half, shot to both sides. In mid-air, Zheng Xie transformed into two, two into four, and four into eight. His movements were free and elegant, like a fairy dancing, controlling the air with the help of the void.
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The sword intent in the sky moved in response to the sound, shooting towards Zheng Xie's eight figures.
At this moment, eight figures disappeared at the same time.
Song Que turned around like a whirlwind and saw Zheng She standing behind him.
The two strangely switched places. Zheng Xie stood in the center of the hall, while Song Que stood leaning against the door.
"What is this set of footwork, Master Zheng, called?" Song Que asked with great interest, his eyes shining brightly.
Zheng Xie said calmly: "Lingbo takes a slight step, but he can still gain the eyes of the Valve Master."
Song Que spared no words and praised: "Lingbo steps slightly. Luo socks produce dust. Movement is unpredictable, if it is dangerous, if it is safe, if it is difficult, if it is going, if it is returning. Zheng Shao's steps are based on the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes.
The foundation is that he is well versed in Zhuangzi's way of freedom, and his insight into the Qi movement is unparalleled. Every step he takes is at the weakest point of the Qi movement. It is indeed a Lingbo micro-step, which is an eye-opener for Song Que. Please continue with the second chapter.
Two swords!"
While he was talking, he casually slashed at Zheng Xie with his sword again.
Zheng She couldn't help but become solemn.
This sword seems careless, but like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found. It is hard to know when it starts and where it ends. It is virtual and real, strong and weak, and the energy is changing every moment.
It's impossible to attack its weak points.
The weakest point can become the strongest point at any time, and there is no trace or opportunity to find it.
Zheng She suddenly rushed forward, raised his arms like a Thousand-Armed Guanyin, and straightened his fingers towards the blade.
"Ding ding ding ding ding..."
There was a continuous sound of countless jingos clashing.
Zheng Xie pointed at the same position of the Heavenly Sword with every finger, regardless of whether it was virtual or real.
"when!"
Almost instantly, the Heavenly Sword paused and hung in front of Zheng Xie's forehead, blowing his clothes loudly.
Zheng Xie smiled and put a finger on the tip of the knife.
Song Que quickly put away his sword and asked angrily: "What kind of fingering is this?"
Zheng Xie said: "One Yang Finger is a method of tapping acupoints."
Song Que laughed and said: "Zheng Shao regarded the human sword as one, intercepted the acupuncture points in the sword, and transformed the visible technique into the invisible method, turning decay into magic. What a wonderful use!"
Zheng Xie said: "The master's vision is perfect. Someone once used this method to derive a sword energy method. I also asked the master to give me advice."
After saying that, he took the initiative to attack, and used his fingers to turn into swords. Dozens of invisible sword energy burst out in an instant, shooting towards Song Que like thunder and lightning.
"Okay! Song's sword is called Yi Snake Swallowing Elephant. How about Jue Da?"
After saying that, he slashed at Zheng She with his sword, just like a giant whale sucking water and swallowing mountains and rivers.
…
The three members of the Song family were sitting in a small pavilion halfway up the mountain. There was a clear stream outside the pavilion, and the sound of the water was tinkling.
The breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers overflows, it is very relaxing.
Suddenly, Song Zhi stood up, looked up towards the mountain, and said in a solemn voice: "Brother has drawn his sword!"
The comfortable atmosphere dissipated in an instant, and Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi also stood up suddenly and looked towards where the Knife Grinding Hall was.
Song Yuzhi said: "I have said before that dad will never let him go. For decades, no one who entered the knife sharpening hall came out standing."
Song Shidao smiled and said: "My little sister is a little worried. I think Brother Zheng is a good match among men, and he is a perfect match for my little sister. He is also the leader of Jiangzhong and Baling, so marrying him will not be humiliating."
The prestige of the Song family has increased."
Song Yuzhi hummed: "Who cares about him? It would be best if dad kills him."
Song Shidao said: "Brother Zheng's skills are extraordinary and unparalleled among the young generation. He may make your father look at you differently and he may agree to your marriage."
Song Zhiqi said: "How can we guess what brother is thinking? We will know the result after reading it."
At this moment, another surging sword intent came down from the mountain.
…
quick.
The word "quick" can only be used to describe this sword. As if it transcended the limitations of space, the sword was raised high and arrived in front of Zheng Xie. All the air and life in the hall seemed to be sucked away by Song Que's earth-shattering sword.
It is somewhat similar to the aura of a demon. It can swallow invisible energy and apply it to one's own body, bringing the domineering power of sword techniques to the extreme.
It can be seen that Song Que is also aroused at this moment. He has used the Heavenly Sword to the extreme and is full of fighting spirit.
To deal with such a blow, the only way is to fight hard. Any idea of taking advantage of the opportunity will only accelerate your own defeat.
"Roar!"
A shocking roar sounded, like a dragon roaring or an elephant hissing, and a force that was extremely violent exploded in the knife sharpening hall.
The thirteenth-level dragon-elephant prajna skill exploded.
The three people at the foot of the mountain also faintly heard the roar, and couldn't help but turn pale with horror.
Zheng Xie was like a wild beast, bursting out with shocking power. He rushed straight towards the strongest and most powerful point of the Heavenly Sword!
"boom!"
The grinding hall trembled, the beams creaked, the furnishings and furniture in the hall were shattered by the violent airflow, and the famous treasures hanging on the walls fell into the dust.
"Crack!"
The solid pear wood threshold was broken by Song Que's foot. His heel had already touched the stone steps outside the palace. There were five three-inch deep footprints on the ground in front of him, and the huge stone slabs paving the floor had cracked.
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If Mo Dao Hall had not been specially reinforced during construction, it would have collapsed by now.
On the other side, Zheng Xie stood in front of the innermost wall and took a deep breath, saying deeply: "The Lord's Heavenly Sword is indeed well-deserved. Even if you don't get what you want today, Zheng's trip is not in vain."
Song Que's voice was high-pitched, and he exuded an aura of looking down on the world, and said: "There are two more swords, Mr. Zheng, please take them."
As his voice came out word by word, his sword energy became more and more high. It was as if there was nothing else in the world.
All the precious swords in the palace trembled and buzzed.
"If Zheng doesn't show his ability to keep things under control, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of this palace today."
Zheng She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. As he spoke, a layer of purple clouds appeared on his body, as misty as a fairy cloud. In the center of the purple air, a red light glowed faintly, like the rising sun, and the sky was about to
breaking Dawn!
The light in Song Que's eyes was blazing, and the heavenly sword was stretched out in line with the ground. He quickly flashed into the palace. When he came three feet in front of Zheng Xie, the sword energy suddenly stirred up and he slashed upward like lightning.
Zheng Xie's mind was surprisingly calm at this moment. A flash of light suddenly flashed in his heart, and he vaguely grasped the mystery of yin and yang in the world. In an instant, the world was reversed, and the whole person suddenly appeared above the Song family, with his head and feet, and his hands pointing to the sky.
Press the knife away.
Time seemed to have stopped for a second.
The next moment Zheng Xie was thrown up high, spinning like a top, and shot towards the palace door like a sharp arrow. His body froze in the air just as he passed halfway through it, suspended for a moment as if it had escaped the gravity of the earth, and then turned sharply downwards, with both hands
The legs were driven into the ground like nails.
The positions of the two people were reversed again, restoring the situation when they first met.
Song Que solemnly said: "There is one last stab."
A smile that was very inconsistent with the situation broke out on Zheng Xie's face, as if he thought of something extremely happy, and said to himself: "I had known that Zheng should not have restricted the contract to seven swords.
I’m even more looking forward to the next blow from the Valve Master.”
Song Que said: "The eight moves of the Heavenly Sword are called eight moves, but they are not just eight simple moves. They range from simple to complex. Every move of the Heavenly Sword can be done as you wish. There is no fixed method at all. It is like a horse flying in the sky without being restricted by rules.
The next knife can be the seventh or eighth knife. Mr. Zheng, are you ready?"
Zheng Xie said: "Listening to the words of the Valve Master, I know that the next blow is not simple. I wonder if the Valve Master will agree to my request after Zheng takes this blow."
Song Que smiled casually and said, "Let's talk about it after you have been stabbed by this knife!"
After saying that, the heavenly sword was raised.
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"Already six swords!" Song Zhi looked at the top of the mountain, his eyes trying hard to penetrate the space, with infinite fascination on his face, and said: "Brother has not used his full strength for a long time, and his sword skills are ten times better than before.
More than twice as much.”
Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi had already held their breaths and nodded deeply. They were silent in the confrontation between the two blazing auras on the top of the mountain.
At this time, Song Zhi's body trembled suddenly, and his feet couldn't help but step on the stone slabs in the pavilion until they cracked, and he shouted out loud: "Heavenly Sword!"
Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi were stunned and speechless.
In the sky above the Grinding Hall, a huge force of sword power lifted up the roof, and soared into the sky amid splashing rubble, with an aura that seemed to reach the ninth heaven.
This is a true heavenly sword, which can be level with the sky.
At this moment, countless Song family disciples in the mountain city discovered the anomaly on the top of the mountain. They looked towards the top of the mountain and saw the ten-foot-high sword light, feeling a sense of pride in their hearts.
This is the god of the Song family, "Heavenly Sword" Song Que!
The next second, the heavenly sword slashed straight down, and the ten-foot-long giant sword fell straight down like a toppling pillar.
"Boom" sound.
Under everyone's attention, the main hall of Mo Dao Hall was neatly and evenly divided into two halves from the middle, and the majestic momentum was deeply imprinted in their hearts.
Then, the roaring sound reached their ears.
The main hall was opened, and some people saw the thick purple energy under the sword light.
The two are at a stalemate with each other.
After a few breaths, the sword light and purple energy disappeared at the same time.
The momentum of both of them also calmed down.
The entire mountain city lost its voice at the same time, and then...
"Bang!"
The main hall collapsed and dust was flying.
Song Zhi was so impatient that he rushed out of the pavilion like lightning and ran towards the knife-sharpening hall.
Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi twisted their bodies and ejaculated.
The three of them were the first ones to arrive at the Grinding Hall. When the latecomers arrived, someone hurriedly asked: "Second Master, have you seen the old man, the Lord of the Valve?"
Song Zhi and Song Shidao, brother and sister, looked at each other with muscles twitching on their faces, an ugly expression that made them want to laugh but dared not. He said, "Don't worry, everyone, the valve master is safe and sound. Let's all go back on our own."
Everyone's heart dropped, and everyone returned to their posts.
In the back garden of the mountain city, two beggars rushed into the bathhouse at the fastest speed in the world. (To be continued...)
