ps: Thanks to "andy-zfh" for the tip again... Today's update is a bit late, everyone, please forgive me, forgive me, hehe...
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In a moment, He Taichong and Ban Shuxian of the Kunlun Sect were stabbed in the wrist, and one of them had his belt cut off. They all stood aside shyly and angrily. But the tall elder whose belt was untied was nonchalant and held up a bag in one hand.
At the waist of his trousers, he gestured with one hand and shouted, cheering for his senior brother.
What kind of trouble could there be if there was only one short elder of the Huashan sect? He could not sustain three moves, and was struck by Zhang Wuji with a palm. He was forced back six or seven steps, and half of his body was numbed by the wind of Re Gang's palm. His heart was numb.
Frustrated, he threw the steel knife to the ground and sighed: "Old man! There are talents from generation to generation in the world. From now on, the world will be dominated by you young people. We old guys don't have to be embarrassed anymore."
Ban Shuxian held the wound in her hand and returned to Kunlun with a cold face to send people to bandage the wound. However, He Taichong's belt had been broken and he was too embarrassed to continue the fight. After saying something about the situation, he turned around in embarrassment.
The Huashan sect elder picked up his trousers with a smile and said: "Victory or defeat is a common thing for soldiers. I don't care. It's just that the old man's trousers were ruined. If you want it, I will give it to you."
Liu Meng casually held a sword flower in his hand, thrust it behind his back, returned the sword to its sheath gracefully, then clasped his fists and said modestly: "My two brothers have offended many people. If they hadn't used some unscrupulous means just now, they would have been defeated by the four of them."
Under the magical power of positive and negative rituals."
Zhang Wuji also said: "It's a fluke to win at the lower level, but the moves of the four seniors are really amazing. Please give me more advice if you have the chance."
These two young men were humble and polite, and although they were victorious, they would not be arrogant if it were anyone else. Therefore, the celebrities of the six major sects all had a good impression of them, and for a while no one was willing to compete in the competition.
A tall, middle-aged nun from the Emei Sect stood with a serious face. Her eyes flashed with cold light from time to time as she looked at the field. Seeing that no one was competing, the middle-aged nun shouted to Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect: "
"Song Daxia, among the six factions, only the two factions, Gui and I, have not surrendered. The poor, nuns, and women all listen to Song Daxia's decision."
Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said: "I had a fist fight with Senior Yin just now, but failed to win. Master Tai's swordsmanship is so powerful that these two juniors will definitely retreat in spite of the difficulties." The middle-aged female nun sneered, her face as cold as ice.
He pulled out the long sword he carried behind him and walked out slowly.
This is Master Miejie. As expected, she has a strong aura and is filled with murderous aura when she walks, which is extraordinary.
When Liu Meng saw Master Miejie's appearance, he couldn't help being stunned. Looking at the dazzling Yitian sword in her hand, he felt a little nervous. It is said that the Yitian sword is indestructible and indestructible. If it were his own green sword and his two swords,
What should I do if they intersect and are cut off? Even if the hardness of the two is the same, even if a few gaps are cut, I will feel heartbroken!
What should I do? How about letting Zhang Wuji deal with her? No. Miejie has the Yitian Sword in his hand. If he uses his bare hands, Zhang Wuji will not be able to get any favors. And if he uses a weapon... it will be like delivering food.
In an instant, Liu Meng had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He rolled his eyes and thought of the best way.
Taking the initiative to greet him, he bowed his hands and saluted, and Liu Meng said: "Senior is a master of swordsmanship, so I really shouldn't do anything for you, but you must abide by the promise of a duel. In this way, if I use all my strength to execute a move, if senior can break through
, I just want to admit defeat."
After saying that, Liu Meng drew out the green sword with his backhand. Under the cold gaze of Master Miejie, he took two long and heavy breaths, then casually held a sword flower, adjusted the state to the best, then narrowed his eyes, and suddenly
Sword, stabbing into the void.
This sword is still the second move of Guanhai Sword Technique, "a drop in the ocean". But it is more unreserved than the one that broke the belt of the elder of the Huashan Sect just now.
The sword light flashed away briefly and silently, as if it had never appeared, but it made people feel that there should have been such a sword in the first place. To describe it as fast as a shooting star, as fast as lightning, it is too slow. This is too slow.
The speed of the sword is almost like an old man looking back on his short life, and the years have disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The discerning masters of various sects all exclaimed in low voices, amazed by the amazing speed of this sword. Such a suffocating sword, full of despair, which made people unable to help but think that there was no way to resist. Everyone felt that the palms of their hands were numb.
It was wet with sweat, and I was secretly glad that I wasn't facing this sword myself.
After seeing Liu Meng stabbing with the sword, he stepped back and lowered his hands to wait for himself to break the move. Master Miejie's eyes were solemn, and after standing silently and meditating for a moment, he raised the Yitian sword amidst the noisy discussion on the sidelines.
The hand was at the tip of the nose, and with a slight tremble, the sword tip rang continuously, making a roar like a dragon. It shook it nine times from right to left, and then from left to right, revealing nine afterimages of the sword tip. Every time the sword tip shook,
They were all so fast that one could not help but have the illusion that the nine swords were moving in unison, but each swing was clear.
This move caused everyone to cheer in unison, especially the disciples of the Emei Sect who shouted louder, "Master, what a swordsmanship!" "What a move, 'Qing Luo Xiao Fan'!"
Now it was Liu Meng's turn to be depressed.
The main purpose of the sword he fired was the word "quick", completely abandoning all skills, and seeking to hurt the enemy instantly. Only those with strong skills can understand the secret of this. And the move used by the exterminator, although it is not fast in terms of speed,
It's not as good as it is, but it's extremely subtle and mysterious, and it's wonderful to the pinnacle. It's just as difficult to defend against.
If you really fight hard and are not allowed to rely on body skills to dodge, your sword may seriously injure the opponent, but the opponent's move will definitely kill you!
In this way, I have lost.
With a long sigh, Liu Meng was now a bachelor. He returned the sword to its sheath, clasped his fists and said, "Senior's swordsmanship is amazing. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I am convinced that I lost in this competition." Then he turned to Zhang Wuji and said regretfully: "I
If you are not good at studying, come and do it."
Zhang Wuji stepped forward and saluted, saying: "Junior's moves are mediocre, and they are not really generous enough to make people laugh. Seniors have stopped killing many people under the Ruijin banner of the Mingjiao, so why not show your respect again?" Master Miejie drooped his eyelids and said coldly: "Master Miejie's men are extremely talented.
No mercy, Ruijinqi was saved by you, no need to say more! Do you want to compare moves or fight, choose one!"
According to Zhang Wuji's temperament, he naturally chose to compare moves, but except for a few basic Wudang fists and kicks, they were all things he learned and sold now. Of course it was not appropriate to take them out at this time. After thinking for a while, he saw two pieces on the side.
After viewing the huge rocks, each one weighing about three to four hundred kilograms, I suddenly had an idea.
Walking to the boulder, Zhang Wuji used all his strength to lift the boulder with a roar, and then violently flexed his hands to throw the boulder high. Then he assumed a Wudang Changquan stance, raised a palm with one hand, and waited until the boulder suddenly fell.
They were evenly matched and struck hard.
There was a muffled bang, and dust and smoke flew up. The huge boulder was knocked flat by the palm, and then rolled and hit another boulder. There was another huge earthquake, and rubble and smoke flew everywhere. When the dust fell,
Afterwards, everyone was shocked.
Two boulders collided, and now only one boulder remains in place, and there is a very deep palm print on this boulder.
Where did the huge boulder that was hit go? This was not a magic trick. Everyone looked over to see, but they all took a long breath. It turned out that there was a pile of gravel scattered around the ground. It was obvious that the boulder had been smashed into pieces.
Left behind.
The elders and celebrities of various sects who have reached a certain level of internal strength can throw up a huge boulder with divine power. They can knock a falling boulder flat with one palm. Even those who are particularly good at palm skills can barely do it. But
Attaching strength to a stone, hitting an ox across a mountain, and smashing another huge stone into pieces, I am afraid no one in the world today can do it.
At this time, the masters of various sects who had seen the secrets were silent. Some disciples asked without knowing the benefits. After learning the pros and cons, they spread the news one after another, causing a lot of exclamations.
Master Miejie frowned and said nothing. The veins on the hand holding the hilt of the sword stood out. After a while, he finally snorted fiercely and said: "The old nun's skills are not as good as others. Today the Emei sect has fallen."
Defeat! The rest depends on the Wudang Clan! Whether we win or lose today depends entirely on the Wudang Clan’s decision!”
This time the six major factions besieged Guangmingding, Kongtong, Shaolin, Huashan, Kunlun, and Emei. The masters of the five factions have been defeated by the brothers Liu Meng and Zhang Wuji. Only the Wudang faction has not yet come out to fight. Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting,
The five men in Mo Shenggu discussed in low voices and decided that the Six Heroes Yin Liting and the Second Hero Yu Lianzhou would join forces to fight against Liu and Zeng using the Yin and Yang Liangyi swordsmanship.
The sword technique of Yin and Yang is a unique skill of the Wudang sect. Master Zhang suddenly realized it on his eightieth birthday and created it after decades of effort. There are yin and yang in the sword technique, both hard and soft. It is like having two martial arts.
If a skilled person uses them at the same time, the power can be greatly increased several times.
Yu Lianzhou was serious about his words, but he was really a man who was tough on the outside but hot on the inside. He walked to the field with Yin Liting, drew out his long sword and made a move to turn the clouds and see the sun, and said: "Wudang sent Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting to learn the tricks of the two young heroes. The swords have no eyes. Let's order them."
Until then, please feel free to teach me."
Liu Meng had a good impression of this Yu Erxia. He smiled and said modestly: "I have very little skill, so how dare I give you any advice? Please show mercy to these two seniors."
So Liu Meng and Zhang Wuji, and Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting, each wielded their long swords and fought together.
Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting were both Zhang Wuji's uncles. Zhang Wuji spent time in Wudang Mountain to recuperate and treat his illness when he was young. Both of them treated him very well. Especially his sixth uncle Yin Liting, who had always been on good terms with Zhang Cuishan. He saw his senior brother commit suicide.
He died tragically, leaving a severely injured child waiting for death. I don’t know how many times I cried in secret.
In Zhang Wuji's heart, these two people were like family members. Therefore, it was already very uneasy to compete in front of everyone. How could they take the initiative to attack again?
However, Liu Meng had already thought of this, and just asked Zhang Wuji to defend with all his strength. With his invincible internal strength, he slashed hard with the long sword, only to greet the two opponents' swords, trying to break the opponent's sword. Liu Meng himself
He unfolded a wonderful magical movement and a variety of body movements, using Zhang Wuji as the fulcrum, constantly flashing and leaping, and after every attack with all his strength, he retreated and slowed down, never entangled with the other two.
