Jiang Ran's sword skills came from an old drunkard.
He started practicing swordsmanship at the age of six and practiced hard for fourteen years.
Although the old drunkard wouldn't let him enter the Jianghu because of his near-death experience.
But it's not like Jiang Ran has never had a fight.
The ruffians in the market and gangsters are all his whetstones.
However, now that sixty years of internal strength have been added to his body, his sword skills are completely different from those in the past.
The moment he swung the first sword today, he felt an indescribable feeling.
He seemed to be jumping for joy, his heart was beating fast, and the sound of the knife in his palm seemed to be smiling.
These nine sword skills flashed into his mind in a clear way that he had never seen before.
With every chop and every change of move, the changes in the sword technique become more and more clear to my mind.
Only then did he understand that in the past, his internal strength was too low and he had never really exerted the true power of this sword technique.
Swinging the sword at this time has accumulated sixty years of inner strength and fourteen years of accumulation. Each time the sword is swung, there is a different feeling.
Slowly, Jiang Ran had a strange feeling, as if he had turned into a knife.
Or maybe, this knife became himself.
[Nine Swordsmen] The originally clear nine-sword technique gradually became fragmented during this process.
There is no longer any sequence of which move comes first and which move comes second.
Whatever you think, whatever you do with your hands, it’s all a brilliant move!
In an instant, he seemed to have forgotten the [Nine Swordsman], Ye Jingshuang, the system, and the Evil Arhat Daozhen.
He only remembered that there was an opponent here.
An opponent who can let him swing his sword to his heart's content!
This is a bitter experience for the evil Arhat.
When he first fought against Jiang Ran, although he felt that the opponent had deep internal strength, every collision between the weapons made him feel like he had been hit by a carriage.
The huge force shook his muscles, bones and internal organs.
Even if he clenched his teeth, blood was still gushing out from the gaps between his mouth and nose.
The whole person can be said to be in pain.
But slowly... he found that it was no longer so uncomfortable.
Because their weapons rarely collide.
To be precise, it is impossible to touch!
He couldn't catch the young man's knife.
The knife was obviously taken from his right shoulder, and he was waiting to block it, but for some unknown reason, a gash suddenly opened in his left shoulder.
He could clearly see that the sword was coming from the bottom up, but when he took the blow, it turned into a sweeping force.
The changes in moves are weird and bizarre, completely unbelievable.
And such a change, although strange at first, can barely be avoided.
But soon he discovered that the knife of the man opposite was getting faster and faster.
It is no longer possible to resist and avoid it!
He was already seriously ill and injured, and he had already reached his limit. Seeing that if he continued like this, he might be chopped up alive by this man, he finally couldn't help but shout angrily:
"You bastard, you're going too far!
"Gui Qi, don't pay attention to those wine bags and rice bags, join forces with the Sa family and kill this person first!!"
Gui Qi is the masked man.
At this time, he was entangled with Ye Jingshuang and the others.
My heart is also depressed.
He asked himself that it would not be difficult to kill any of these three people in a single fight.
It happened that the three of them joined forces to prevent him from attacking for a long time.
At this time, when I heard Daozhen's call, my mind was rolling with thoughts. Finally, I gritted my teeth, shook my body, and escaped from the battle circle.
Although he couldn't kill these three people, he was still very skilled in martial arts, so it was not difficult to get away.
Ye Jingshuang's complexion changed and she shook the sword in her hand:
"Leave!!"
One move, "Wind Rises and Clouds Surge", directly captures the heart of Ghost Seven Empresses.
Gui Qi, however, seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned sideways and the sword immediately missed.
Cheng Jimo was about to help when he caught a glimpse of the master wearing treasure armor from the corner of his eye. The moment Gui Qi got out of the battle ring, he turned around and left.
He immediately raised his hand and the flying feather needle went straight towards the man's legs:
“Where to go!!”
We just joined forces to deal with Gui Qi because they were in danger of life and death, and Ye Jingshuang asked for help.
But he and the man in precious armor were enemies after all.
Now that we see the other party leaving, how can we tolerate it?
"Incessantly entangled."
When the man heard the bad news, he immediately put his foot down and flew up. When he dodged, he turned around again and Cheng Jimo had already caught up with him.
Although the Qianyu Sect is famous for its hidden weapons, it is not entirely lacking in boxing and kicking skills.
Cheng Jimo entangled him, using his hands and feet, and sometimes flying hidden weapons, forcing the man to deal with it with all his strength.
Ye Jingshuang glanced back, knowing that she couldn't count on it.
He immediately gritted his teeth and rushed towards Jiang Ran.
And just by glancing back, Gui Qi had already circled behind Jiang Ran.
When he reached out with his hands, they looked like ghostly hands, reaching for Jiang Ran's vitals behind his back.
By this time, he had already seen that Jiang Ran was forgetting about himself and himself, and it might be difficult for him to notice his own existence.
Now he used all his strength and attacked from behind, just in time to injure him.
As long as this attack is successful, it will not be difficult to kill Jiang Ran.
Now that Cheng Jimo has stopped the man in treasure armor, and after they kill Jiang Ran, he will then beat these people to death one by one, so that there will be no more news about what happened today.
With these thoughts in my mind, I saw my hands reaching for Jiang and then searching for the acupuncture points on my back.
However, Jiang Ran, who had his back turned to him, suddenly turned into afterimages, and in just a flash, he was already eye-to-eye with him.
The eyes were clear and clear, and there was no trace of confusion.
"Nine Steps of Heavenly Stems!?"
Gui Qi's expression suddenly changed.
Then he saw a flash of sword light.
A snort!
The air was stained with blood, and Gui Qi's hands were cut off at the base.
Before Gui Qi could breathe out in pain, Jiang Ran flew up with a kick and hit him directly in the chest.
puff!
With blood flying from his mouth, Gui Qi's figure was like a rag bag, flying upside down, falling to the ground, rolling over, and finally lying there, unable to get up.
When he opened his mouth, blood vomited all over the floor as if he wanted no money, but his face showed a look of horror:
"You...what kind of sword skills are you doing?"
Before Jiang Ran could speak, he heard Daozhen yelling angrily from behind:
"Sajia will fight with you!!!"
When he raised his hand, he threw the crescent shovel hard.
He used all his strength to throw this move, and the crescent moon smashed through the wind and screamed, with unparalleled power!
Taking advantage of this time, Daozhen reached into his arms, took out a small bottle, bit the cork with his teeth, opened it, and poured the elixir inside into his mouth.
However, the next moment, a roaring sound was heard approaching.
When he raised his head, the crescent shovel that was originally thrown by him somehow flew back in a spin.
By the time Daozhen noticed, the blade of the crescent shovel had already cut into his left shoulder.
He held the medicine bottle with his left hand, intending to take it. At this moment, his shoulder hurt, and when he loosened his grip, the bottle naturally fell to the ground.
He was pushed back by the huge force of the crescent shovel, and finally hit a big tree on the side of the road with a loud bang.
The big tree shook violently, sending countless leaves flying.
Amidst the colorful fallen leaves, Daozhen reluctantly raised his head and saw Jiang Ran pick up the small bottle he had dropped on the ground, bring it to his nose and smell it: