There will never be a mediocre person who can sit in this water pavilion.
When the dragon's tongue was cut off, Ma Xingkong's expression changed slightly, but his hands were not slow at all. Then he shook his hands, whirled the dragon stick back, and hit Su Yang behind his left ear with a pair of dragon horns.
Su Yang didn't even draw his sword, he kicked the dragon stick directly.
The skill originally poured into the Rolling Dragon Stick was not strong, but it was attenuated by the 'blood-transforming' effect of the blood-transforming demon skill that had been integrated into Sanjiang's Heart Technique. He was immediately kicked out and landed far outside the water pavilion.
In the lotus pond, there was a splash of water, startling a few frogs and croaking wildly.
Ma Xingkong's man also fell to the ground, crushing a large piece of dishes on the floor, and the soup splashed all over his face. He was stunned on the ground, and he couldn't even speak.
He now felt like he was fishing in a small river ditch. Suddenly the float moved and a large crocodile several feet long jumped out of the water.
Su Yang stared at him: "Aren't you going to find your stick?"
Ma Xingkong seemed to understand something, and quickly got up and said, "I'm going right now!" After saying that, he turned around without hesitation and jumped into the lotus pond outside, like a big
The numbered frog swam towards the shore as fast as a frog, climbed ashore and ran away in a flash.
Su Shaoying, who had been silent all this time, looked at Ma Xingkong's back and couldn't help but shake her head and said: "Good kung fu, good footwork."
Of course, the good kung fu refers to Su Yang, but I don't know if the "good kick" refers to Su Yang's kick when he kicked the rolling dragon stick away, or the light kung fu when the horse flew away.
Su Yang said calmly: "It's not that my kung fu is good, it's that he's a little behind. Yunli Shenlong's old kung fu is now only 30 to 40 percent at most. Could it be that he suffered serious internal injuries?"
Su Shaoying said: "You have good eyesight. Three years ago, he did receive a splitting palm from Manager Huo. Otherwise, how could someone like him, who licked blood from the blade of a knife, suddenly become flattering and timid."
Su Yang smiled and said: "Although his kung fu is weaker, his shooting experience is more sophisticated. No wonder he can get a seat here."
Su Shaoying said: "But he still ran away."
Su Yang said: "That's because his martial arts have weakened over the years and he has learned how to save his life. Maybe this way he can live a few more years."
Su Shaoying suddenly said: "I am a swordsman, please teach Mr. Su's sword skills, please."
When he said the word "please", he suddenly thrust out the chopsticks in his hand.
This gentle and elegant young bachelor actually used tooth chopsticks as a sword at this moment and displayed the authentic internal swordsmanship.
In the blink of an eye, seven swords were stabbed at Su Yang.
Lu Xiaofeng still didn't move, just looked at Huo Tianqing quietly.
If Huo Tianqing doesn't move, he will never move either.
There are already three people in the water pavilion, and they cannot move forever. The Yanling knife is stuck on the window lattice, the three-section stick has flown out of the window, and the chain gun has been broken into four parts.
The expressions in the eyes of the other two people now were almost exactly the same as when Ma Xingkong fell to the ground just now, because they also found that they had caught a big crocodile with a flower on its head.
Hua Manlou sighed, waved his hand suddenly, and his long sleeves shook straight. There were two muffled bangs, and the flowing clouds and flying sleeves hit the chests of the two people. The two people immediately became unsteady and were shaken out of the water pavilion.
, flew three to four feet in mid-air, and fell into the lotus pond far away.
At this time, Su Shaoying had already attacked the second style of Seven Chain Swords. The sword technique was light and agile, with wonderful changes. The swords never left Su Yang's ears and eyes.
Hua Manlou was still sitting there, picking up a piece of silver chopsticks in her hand, and quickly exchanged the Seven Swords with Su Shaoying.
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang.
A series of soft sounds came from between the two of them, and sparks even flew from the silver chopsticks.
In the original plot, it was Hua Manlou who was sitting here and sword fighting with Su Shaoying. Although Hua Manlou didn’t understand the Emei subtraction technique, for a person who can’t see, all the sword techniques in the world are the same, so
His swordsmanship is stronger than Su Shaoying's, so no matter what weapon he uses, he is stronger than Su Shaoying.
But Su Yang is different.
He only knows one thing, no matter what sword technique, as long as I am faster than you and my skill is not much weaker than you, I will definitely be stronger than you.
Whether it is the Thirteen Swords of Dreams, the Thirteen Swords of Death, or even Xie Xiaofeng's sword, Ximen Chuixue's sword, or Dugu Nine Swords, all the moves are just to tell the person who uses the sword what kind of move to use under what circumstances.
The sword method can be faster, more powerful and more difficult to parry, but it must not be used in life.
Seven consecutive seemingly unorganized moves have condensed the artistic conception and skills of the fastest swords among the Thirteen Meng Swords.
The training method and the fighting method of martial arts are two different things. If you practice martial arts with the fighting method, you will never get good at it. If you use the training method to hit people, you will not die quickly enough.
After all, Su Shaoying was still a young man with a vigorous spirit. Two consecutive rounds of fast attacks were broken by the fast sword Xiao Su, who was a few years older than him, with chopsticks. He only felt a sense of struggle and unwillingness to admit defeat in his chest, and drank.
After saying "be careful", the chopsticks in his hand changed the sword's momentum, and his sword skills seemed to have a strong momentum of opening and closing the sword.
This is the "Seven, Seven and Forty-nine Styles for Double Killing with Swords" created by Dugu Yihe. When he joined Emei's sect, he already had profound skills in swordsmanship. After thirty years of hard work, his swordsmanship was surprisingly powerful.
Shen Meng, Rongren Emei's exquisite and unique swordsmanship.
This unique skill can be used with either a knife or a sword. It is a unique skill in the world.
Su Yang had never seen this kind of Kung Fu.
The sword has its skill, and the sword has its beauty, just like heaven and earth are thousands of miles apart, yin and yang are polar opposites, and black and white are incompatible with each other.
But if heaven and earth merge, yin and yang merge, and black and white merge, then a completely different new world will be created!
So Su Yang and Su Shaoying were constantly fighting each other, seemingly waiting for the other party to finish using all the seventy-seven and forty-nine swords with chopsticks, carefully looking at this world that he had never seen before.
Perhaps, he not only wants to see it clearly for himself, but also hopes that another person can see it clearly.
A ‘dang’ sound!
As the last move, Su Shaoying's chopsticks were blocked by Su Yang again without any suspense.
His movements stopped abruptly, the arm holding the chopsticks dropped to his side, and he finally stopped moving.
Everyone has already seen that there is no point in taking action anymore.
He remained silent for a while, and after a while he raised his head and asked Su Yang very sincerely: "You keep defending, but I can't defeat you. If you want to attack, how many moves will it take to defeat my double kill with swords?"
Su Yang also thought about it seriously and replied: "I have to defend the first twenty-six swords. From the twenty-seventh sword, I can break it at any time."
There was a trace of pain in Su Shaoying's eyes, but the brightness soon returned.
The chopsticks in his hand were more important than his life just now, but now they were thrown into the lotus pond aside like garbage.
"Thank you for your teachings!" Su Shaoying retaliated with a fist towards Su Yang: "One year later, I will ask you for advice at the top of Purple Mountain."
Su Yang nodded and said: "After one year, if I am alive, I will definitely keep the appointment!"
Su Shaoying turned around and strode out of the water pavilion without a trace of nostalgia or hesitation.
He was the first person to walk out of the water pavilion on his own legs today.
Looking at Su Shaoying's back, Su Yang suddenly had a strange thought that he had never had before. He felt that he seemed a little old, because his first impression of this back was that he was a 'very cute young man'.
It is precisely because of such a group of young people in the world who are naive but full of vigor, and although impulsive but know right and wrong, that the world is full of vitality and can be passed on from generation to generation, so that it does not completely turn into a stinking world.
of Vanity Fair.
Justice requires high-strength kung fu and even more spiritual inheritance.
Why should such a young man be killed by Ximen Chuixue, a guy who could kill someone with just one move?
And who can teach such a lovely young man, is he really a wicked man who is as evil as he is loyal?
