"Come on, come on! Let me see how capable you are!"
Cheng Sanwu's fighting spirit was intense, and the Shaoyang inner breath in his body was rushing and flowing, like a torrential river, passing through the three yang meridians of the hands and feet, spreading into the muscles and bones, and the flaming wind power was activated independently, as if he was in a furnace, burning
Muscles and bones.
Although Cheng Sanwu has not been able to practice Qi and Dual Cultivation with Afu in recent times, he has not missed the daily internal practice after leaving Chang'an.
The progress of "Liuhe Yuanzhang" is slow, which is expected, but Yanfeng Sword Technique is a faint sign of breakthrough.
Compared with the complicated and profound "Liuhe Yuanzhang", Yanfeng Sword Technique itself is very simple. As long as you are willing to work hard, people with mediocre qualifications can achieve some success. The only difficulty is how to overcome Yanjin's self-injury.
Afu carefully sorted out the two exercises for Cheng Sanwu, and the final result was to use the three yang true energy to temper the muscles, bones, and meridians, so that a pure yang exercise body can be developed that can withstand the activation of inflammatory energy. p>
However, there was one thing that Afu did not expect, and that was that Cheng Sanwu's progress in Yanfeng Sword Technique was far better than that of "Liuhe Yuanzhang". The Three Yang True Qi was not condensed enough, and the tendons were easily washed away.
No success has been seen, but the Yanfeng Sword Technique is heading towards the realm of "iron making".
Yinlong Si Gao and Afu both reviewed the sword manuals one after another. They agreed that the essence of the Yanfeng sword technique does not lie in the sword technique, but in the "Yanfeng".
According to Taoist internal cultivation, the center of the five internal organs belongs to the fire sign, and the lungs govern breathing, just like blowing wind. The word "yanfeng" also describes the use of internal energy that depends on the heart and breath.
However, Taoist internal cultivation of breathing and breathing is to pursue a quiet mind and pure Qi. It is worse than making alchemy in a furnace, which requires pure fire.
Seeing Inspector Wei leaping on his horse again, he turned back, picked up a pole and thrust it into Yang Jun, and continued to fight with the Shuofang Jingqi. The battle was bloody and bloody, and Ma Shan couldn't say a word.
"Bad luck!" Jiang Fu cursed: "You hate it most when people call you junior. Junior, junior, not the generation who dies at the back!"
The method of the Yanfeng Sword is exactly the same. It does not talk about being modest and quiet. Instead, it requires the martial arts practitioner to have the courage to go forward and have a future. Whenever there is any obstacle, he can directly cut it with the sword.
While Zhao Muyuan was thinking about it, he saw Yao Fuqi throwing Yang Jun out and nailing him behind the army formation in the city.
……
"How, how is it possible?" Sun Lingyin rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly.
The white-haired woman glanced sideways at Jiang Fu, then looked away, and said calmly: "The disaster of gluttony has lasted for thousands of years, and it is difficult to eliminate for a long time. It can be seen that it is the principle of the rise and fall of the world. The front of the world is busy working,
The attempt to put an end to the scourge of gluttony is just a small act of vanity and an attempt to go against the nature of heaven and earth."
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"That's... the ten battles and ten battles will lead to the queen." Zhao Muyuan was slightly surprised.
"Idiot." The white-haired woman shook her head heavily: "The entanglement of love and hate in the world is a burden. If you break through the heavy connections in this world as soon as possible, you will naturally have a path to immortality. For him, Inspector Wei and his ilk are nothing more than a passing moment." According to Xiaoxia's military equipment regulations, Yang Jun is eight feet long, and the blade is not more than seven feet long, with both sides open. The pole is made of eucalyptus wood as the core, and bamboo is piled inside, wrapped with hemp, and lacquered to make it easier to hold and ensure toughness.
Even if you use a sword-like blade to kill the enemy, in the hands of a strong general with amazing physical strength, if you use Yangjun to swing it horizontally, the power is comparable to a steel whip and an iron mace, enough to break bones and bones through iron armor.
The captain who was guarding the city was about to scold him when he heard that the servant had to check the fish talisman and he had the guts to question it. He crossed his hands and said, "Is there nothing valuable to do?"
Zhao Yaofu looked at Inspector Wei with a hundred-refined magic sword in one hand and eight-foot-long Yao Fu in the other, shuttling back and forth between Shuofang's elite cavalry, swinging his arms and wielding both swords and spears, like a building made of countless swords, spears, and spears.
The mountains were cut off, smashed, smashed, and knocked away wherever they passed. Moreover, every mountain contained unparalleled brute strength, and the blood brought by the blade left bright red arcs in the air.
The trajectory immediately splashed to the ground.
"It's a lie to say there has been no change at all." Jiang Fu said: "If it were Taotie, this would be just a few dozen cavalrymen killed in battle, which would damage the entire Lingwu City... Yes, the entire Shuofang.
Turned into a place of death and silence.
"Jiang Xiaolang, can that kind of person... be captured alive?" Sun Lingyin asked Yao Fu beside him with a dull expression.
"Don't tell you if he doesn't complain. You also approved of Taotie's transformation into a human being." Jiang Fu jumped up and attracted the attention of many men.
The captain who was guarding the city could only sing his admonishment, and then quietly sent someone to inform Yang Jieshuai. Zhao Muyuan knew this well, but did not take care of it. He only paid attention to the fight between Yao Fuchi from escaping to turning back. Seventy fine knights were reduced to nothing in the blink of an eye. In Lingwu City, only death remained.
It cannot be said that the "mind method" contained in the original book of "Yanfeng Sword Manual" is so crude that it is difficult to see. The low-level Yinlong Si thinks that the mind method can lead people to go crazy, which is the cause of Yan Jin's self-injury disadvantages; Afu
It is regarded as the nonsense of a madman seeking short-sightedness.
Yao Fuqi and others were afraid of the terrifying force of Inspector Wei, so no one dared to order the troops to retreat. Seeing that Yao Fu was behind the formation, and it was clear that he had injured one person, the soldiers still moved away instinctively as if they were avoiding the plague.<
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Yao Fuqi pulled out the Hundred-Refined Magic Sword, and used both swords and blades at the same time, waving out a cold wave of iron wind, deflecting the arrows, and using his horse to dodge with agility, he was unharmed in the face of mounted fire.
"Speaking of his cultivation level..." Jiang Fu fluttered his wings and flew around, hovering outside the pavilion before landing again. He looked at Cheng Sanwu and said, "Isn't it just an abnormal qi-refining technique? There are some low-level immortals in Penglai Mountain.
There is only a small amount of Dharma, but do my disciples hide their secrets like that?"
Duonan raised his head and looked at the white-haired woman who was a little younger than him. Although her beautiful face was not crying, it always had few pitiful tears. You looked stubborn and asked: "Master
If you say that, why would you follow Inspector Wei all the way?"
If your superior dares to speak less, his martial arts skills are extraordinary. He can only move Zhang Ba Yangjun, but his physical strength is far superior to that of ordinary people. It is definitely possible for such a person to be in the military.
Famous for his family background.
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I saw Inspector Wei charging forward single-handedly against the seventy elite riders of Shuofang's army. The flaming wind power all over his body was swaying vigorously, producing traces of boiling white steam. With the addition of this bay-red pony, it looked like a piece of red-hot iron stone.
Rolling along the ground.
Yang Jun and Dan's spears and spears are all about thrusting and stabbing, and they also incorporate the use of some sticks and long knives, including many striking, chopping, dragging and sweeping moves.
Zhaomu Yuan was strolling in the courtyard, but as soon as he climbed down the city wall, he was stopped by a soldier: "How outrageous! Who let them come down? Climbing the city without permission is regarded as an enemy spy!"
Originally, my defeat at the hands of this person did not make me feel a little humiliated. The reason why I repeatedly downplayed the importance of being captured alive was because I wanted to torture this person.
Before the smoke and dust cleared, Inspector Wei rode out from the other side. He saw that my clothes were damaged in a few places, and there were not many scars on my shoulders and arms. Both men and horses were bathed in blood, and their long branches were broken, but there was no trace of weakness.
The captain of the city guard who noticed the situation hurried over. Zhao Yaofu's superior took out the Kanhe Fish Talisman and signaled: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs is doing things with dignity!"
"Inspector Wei doesn't have that level of strength, so why did he show it off so early?" Zhao Yaofu took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face: "And he saw... my martial arts skills are also superb, and Zhang Ba Yangjun can wield them with ease.
, it is definitely a skill that a martial artist should not have."
"Yes, it is also a form of martial arts under the horse." Zhaomu Yuan said: "In order to resist the Donghu in the early years, Hebei Bianzhen invited famous martial arts families in Hebei to spread the martial arts among the army. Among them, the martial arts under the horse are based on the 'Ten Swings and Ten Jue'
At that time, he was the weakest and most overbearing. You have seen a captain of Youyan perform it with a Yangjun in one hand and a foot-long sword in the other. He killed the Donghu soldiers and fled."
"He is my opponent now." The woman beside her has a long body, white eyebrows and golden eyes. Her skin is like ice and snow. Her long silver hair is covered with hairpins. She is wearing a snow-green fairy dress with wide sleeves. She is extraordinary. She is
Like a mortal.
Legend has it that those brave generals cut through the enemy formations, leaving corpses wherever they passed. Sun Lingyin had experienced this in the past, and today he saw it with his own eyes.
The Seventy Elite Cavalry did not collide with me head-on. Instead, following a command, the right and left separated, like an eagle spreading its wings, which showed that the training was not good.
"Furthermore, according to Mr. Wen's slanderous words, today's Inspector Wei's words and deeds are no longer ordinary human nature. Since mortals can fight and kill each other, and fighting is not allowed, there is a reason why Inspector Wei cannot be detached.
Here. The more human-like I am, the more successful my original approach will be."
Cheng Sanwu was slightly surprised. You have heard Master say a long time ago that outside Fu Shifeng there are a group of eccentric young people. Even if the message was sent through the agency Yao Fu, Cheng Sanwu would be surprised and change his expression. However,
Jiang Yan's tone and words are completely like Jianghu Cao Cao.
The white-haired woman's expression was warm and her tone was detached: "You said that Inspector Wei is an ordinary person, and he can master the martial arts in heaven. He may be able to surpass me in his whole life."
Yao Fuqi shook off the blood under the knife, put it back into its sheath, then turned the horse's head and rode away.
Faced with such a weak offensive, a martial artist would either be provoked by Yang Jun's penetration or trampled to pieces by iron hooves. If he had first-rate heavy martial arts skills, he would not even be able to escape.<
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"Is there nothing wrong with it?" the superior and subordinate asked.
"It will be passed on to future generations and entrusted to me. You are willing to be too involved." The white-haired woman questioned whether she blamed Duo Nan.
Only Yao Fuqi felt that those words were quite unreasonable. Whenever he was fighting with others, his fighting spirit surged up. He knew that it fit the mentality of "one step leads to another", and he was also constrained by whether to use a knife or not.
As soon as the rain of arrows stopped, the other eighty riders held Yao Fu and formed an array like arrows clustered on the edge of a sword, moving the ground and arriving.
At this time, a Jiang Fu flew over, landed under the wooden sill of the pavilion, and made a voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female: "There is a tease, is he complaining again?"
The superior on the side answered: "Does it sound like poetry?"
Under a low slope in Lingwu City, there is no viewing pavilion overlooking the Yellow River. At this moment, there is no woman or man in the pavilion. Watching Inspector Wei galloping past on his horse, the strong smell of blood blows into the pavilion with the wind.
With hatred on his face, Duo Nan raised his hand and pressed his sword.
Although Duonan was willing, he could only silently swallow his hatred when he looked at the corpses on the ground in the suburbs south of the city.
"Even so, this disciple must take revenge!" Duo Nan gritted his silver teeth.
But Inspector Wei didn't even think about escaping, so I laughed loudly and rode straight forward, crashing into him on both sides!
"Send someone to follow you secretly. Just keep an eye on the footprints and you're going to get closer." Zhaomu Yuan ordered the superior beside him, then looked at the mess in the city and showed a satisfied smile: "Inspector Wei, Wei
Inspector, if you do something like that, you have to see what you can do!"
The necks and legs of the war horses that had been fed with bad food were split, and the armored riders who had experienced many battles had their heads broken and their waists broken. In an instant, the corpses were flying everywhere, and the residual limbs were raining down, dyeing the small ground scarlet. In the end, only Inspector Wei Shan was left.
A man stands alone on a mountain of corpses under a sea of blood, with the cold white mist slowly steaming around him.
"Where are you going?!" Inspector Wei shouted loudly, reined in his horse and turned around. He saw seventy elite cavalry divided into seven teams, two of which took out their bows and arrows and circled around to release arrows.
It is precisely because of this that Inspector Wei's Yanfeng Sword skill improves very slowly, even during battles and killings.
Sun Lingyin and others, who hurriedly rode to Dan to watch the battle, just saw that scene, and we were even more horrified. If we faced the collision of those two forces, we really knew what would happen.
"House servant." Zhao Muyuan said lightly and flicked his sleeves with his hands. The soldier only felt that his sleeves were brushing heavily against his chest. His whole body flew forward of his own accord and hit the wall. It took him a long time to catch his breath. Who would have expected that Inspector Wei's strength is beyond imagination. Looking at Shuofang's army, he is also a rare low-handed player. With the strength I am showing now, Ma Shu was able to survive the first encounter in Liu's house, and then returned
What a blessing.
When I saw Inspector Wei slamming into Shuofang Jingqi head-on, I frowned and murmured to myself: "It's so right."
In Sun Lingyin's view, including Yao Fuchi, we can't be regarded as mortals yet. We must not be protected by gods, or some heavenly soldiers and generals came to the world to support us.
"Cheng Sanwu, a disciple of Penglai, pays homage to the descendant of Jiang Yan." Many men bowed their hands and saluted.
Inspector Wei didn't notice it himself, that's why he insisted on staying in Duanqian. I didn't have any fear in my heart, but I felt a little relieved because of the battle. Even the joy of the Yanfeng Kung Power burning my muscles and bones made me even more frenzied.
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"Don't ask if you should ask." This superior said hotly.
"Isn't that the disciple he accepted back then?" Jiang Fu tilted his head slightly, and looked at Duo Nan with his eyes made of jade, with a strange glimmer.
Immediately, a burst of wooden poles was heard breaking, war horses neighing, and a cloud of blood mist and smoke exploded from the open space in the south of Lingwu City, mixed with fallen and scattered armor, reflecting the pale sunlight.
On the contrary, it is common sense that such a low-level player would appear in Liu's house and be as sneaky as a thief.
"Lingyin's mortal heart is not yet exhausted, and he is greedy for immortal magic. It is a disaster rather than a blessing." Youzi looked in the direction where Inspector Wei was leaving: "When you were monitoring Inspector Wei, I was killed in a small way, but you rescued me from a sea of blood.
Lingyin. Now it's your turn to monitor me again, but I'm still so violent. Isn't that what Master Wen calls a change?"
There are no generals with low martial arts skills in Shuofang's army, especially the brave generals who specialize in charging into battle. We lead our personal guards and appear on the battlefield at the right time, which can often make the final decision and seal the victory.
In front of Inspector Wei, there was a terrifying bloody path. The charging attack of eighty Shuofang Jingqi was knocked away by Inspector Wei from the front. One rider and his horse were smashed into pieces.