Jing Jun also didn't expect that the other party didn't even say hello, so he immediately took action. However, he had been in the mountains and forests all his life and grew up wallowing among wild beasts. He didn't know how many times he had encountered more dangerous situations than this. He laughed and made a move.
The fake body seemed to be moving sideways to the left, but when the long sword came near, it moved to the right just by a hair's breadth, and dodged to Zhao Zhi's left rear, faster than a ghost.
Zhao Mu and Guo Zong exchanged glances, and both could see the surprise in each other's hearts. Xiang Shaolong had this son as his help, which really made him more powerful. From this point of view, Wu Zhuo and Teng Yi were not easy to deal with, so they couldn't help but feel...
They re-estimated Xiang Shaolong's strength.
Zhao Zhiyi was not afraid, this sword was just to test Jing Jun's reaction. At this moment, he knew that the opponent was extremely flexible. With a scream, he raised his feet up from the ground, did a big somersault, and the sharp blade in his hand turned into millions.
Light the sword flowers and scatter them towards Jing Jun in the air. Zhao Ba's people immediately cheered loudly.
Xiang Shaolong was greatly surprised when he saw that Zhao Zhi's swordsmanship was beautiful and rigorous, not just clever and clever. He also deduced that Zhao Ba must be very powerful. At the same time, he thought of the day when Lian Jin was said to be invincible against Handan; Zhao Mu, Yan Ping, and other people with different identities
, of course he would not fight with Lian Jin, but why did Zhao Ba, the host of the martial arts gym, let Lian Jin run amok?
There was a movement in his heart, and he seemed to have captured the reason, but he could not describe it clearly and specifically. The subtle feeling made Xiang Shaolong quite uncomfortable. Both hands were empty, only the thorn of a long dagger was inserted into his waist.
Jun, finally showed his weapon. He touched his hand to his chest, and a black object came out. It shot towards Zhao Zhi's right outer side first, and then curved it back. "Dang"
The sound hit Zhao Zhi's long sword.
Zhao Zhi's sword flower stand was knocked away and the person fell to the ground. Jing Jun's thing flew to his head and kept circling in the sky with the movements of his right hand. It turned out to be a half-moon-shaped silver "Flying Tuo Blade"
, both sides are extremely sharp, especially the tip that is as curved as a horn, which makes people feel the terrifying lethality. This is the first time Xiang Shaolong has seen this unique weapon of his, and he secretly thinks that if he can kill a ferocious beast with it, it will be effortless.
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Jing Jun smiled and looked at Zhao Zhi who didn't know how to deal with his weapons, and took the opportunity to stare at her breasts with his eyes. Zhao Ba shouted: "How can you use a heretical weapon to be seen in public?" He shouted loudly.
Laughter resounded at the gate, and someone said: "Master Zhao, what you said is wrong. There are only weapons in the world that can kill people or that can't kill people. So what's the point of heresy?"
Everyone looked in shock and saw General Li Mu stepping into the door surrounded by more than a dozen famous generals, followed by Gao Bo and several Guo family guards. It was obvious that he was too late to even report. Xiang Shaolong took the opportunity to seize Jing.
Jun drank and came back. Zhao Zhi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he returned to his seat angrily.
Guo Zong, an old fox, left his seat to greet the guests with a smile on his face, and said with a smile on his face: "When did the general come back? Otherwise, I wouldn't have missed you tonight." Li Mu's powerful eyes scanned the audience and everyone stood up to welcome him.
When his man saw Zhao Mu, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he quickly turned away and said with a cold smile: Mr. Guo won't blame me for coming uninvited."
Staring at the embarrassed Zhao Badao: "The master of the museum is responsible for cultivating talents for our great Zhao. Don't stick to the rules. This general has been fighting with the Huns for a long time and is used to the ever-changing ways on the battlefield. When the two armies confront each other, the only purpose is to win.
It doesn’t matter what weapon the other party uses." Zhao Ba was so angry that his face turned black, but he was speechless. Li Mu turned to Xiang Shaolong, his tone immediately changed to a gentle tone and said: "Shaolong has done great work, today I am here to pay tribute to Xiang Shaolong.
You have three toasts and bring me some wine."
Except for Lian Po, this generation of famous generals in the Zhao Kingdom intimidated the entire audience as soon as they arrived. Even someone as domineering as Zhao Mu did not dare to offend the military's second-largest figure. Le Cheng and Guo Kai were even more silent.
Dare to talk. Xiang Shaolong was surprised. He didn't expect that the person representing Zhao Fang would openly express his support for him, so that he would not be alone and helpless.
Only Yan Ping was still sitting at the table and did not sell the bill to Li Mu. Li Mu did not blame him, he drank three glasses of wine with Xiang Shaolong and sat down at Xiang Shaolong's table. Wu Zhuo and the other three hurriedly left their seats.
Guo Zong's envoy arranged three additional seats behind the banquet for them and Li Mu's entourage.
After everyone sat down, Zhao Mu coughed and said: "The general is so busy, I wonder how the border defense situation is?" Li Mu said coldly: "This is the first time that Marquis Julu has asked about the Xiongnu. I will rush here this time.
When I returned to Handan, it was about Mrs. Ni's affairs. After consulting with Prime Minister Lian, I felt that there were many suspicions about her suicide, so I decided to have the military jointly submit a petition asking the King to investigate the matter thoroughly. The Marquis handled it by himself.
Those who are involved in this matter should know that what Li Mu said is true, and I still want to ask the Marquis for advice."
Xiang Shaolong suddenly realized. He remembered that Zhao Qian once said that Zhao Ni was the daughter-in-law of Zhao She, a famous general in the Zhao Kingdom who once defeated the Qin Army. She was very popular because of her persistence in chastity and was supported by the military, so even Zhao Mu did not dare to touch her. Now Zhao
Mu Se was so bold that he killed her. His struggle with the generals of Zhao She's military system had no room for change and turned into a head-on confrontation. That's why Li Mu now rudely made it clear that he wanted to deal with him, Zhao Mu.
Zhao Mu's face immediately became very ugly, but he still did not dare to turn against Li Mu because of his military power. Guo Kai said in a dark voice: "Mrs. Ni committed suicide because she missed her late husband. This is absolutely true.
The king knows the situation best. If the general does not focus on border defense, is it unnecessary?"
Xiang Shaolong never expected that someone as smooth as Guo Kai would contradict Li Mu like this. It can be seen that the struggle between the military and Zhao Mu's party has reached a fever pitch, and they no longer care about the other party's face. Li Mu lived up to his tough military character and looked up to the sky with a smile.
: "We are just afraid that the king will be deceived by the villain, so we can't ignore this matter. The way to win is to help the inside first, and then fight the outside. To say that this is unnecessary is really a joke."
Guo Zong has never participated in any factional struggle, and various factions have also tried to win over him because of his importance, so that he can have both sides. At this time, seeing that the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and the momentum is not right, he intervenes to smooth things over: "We won't talk tonight.
As for state affairs, we only talk about romance. I have arranged a wonderful beauty sword dance. How about inviting all the guests to enjoy it?" Before making any gestures, Yan Ping shouted in a deep voice: "Wait a minute."
He stood up slowly, pulled out the giant sword from his back which was at least half the length of an ordinary sword, looked at Xiang Shaolong coldly and said: "Xiang Bingwei, either you or I will die tonight, let me see the traitor.
What special skills did Yuan Zong teach you?" Due to Yan Ping's special status, Li Mu could not find a reason to interrupt or interfere. Xiang Shaolong knew that this battle was inevitable, and thought that this battle should be given to Yuan Zong's spirit in heaven.
If he had not bullied the few with the crowd, Yan Ping would never have injured half of the Mohist master's hair. He stared at Yan Ping with a cold flash of lightning and said: "Who is the traitor? Juzi, you see Mo Zhai.
Only an old man can argue"
Yan Ping snorted angrily, showing that he was very angry. He moved to the center of the hall and opened the door. There was silence in the hall. Everyone knew that Yan Ping's sword skills were unfathomable. Of course, some people secretly applauded, while others were worried about Xiang Shaolong.
Zhao Mu was snickering. If Yan Ping was killed, even though King Xiaocheng knew that Xiang Shaolong had no choice but to do so, he would definitely be very unhappy. If Yan Ping killed Xiang Shaolong, it would be even more beneficial to him to remove this thorn in his side.
So no matter what the outcome is, it will be beneficial to him and not harmful at all.
Xiang Shaolong left his seat, and to everyone's surprise, he walked towards Zhao Mu who was sitting across from him. His eyes were shining with cold light, and he glared at Zhao Mu without mercy. Zhao Mu and all his subordinates were on guard.
With a look on his face, someone pressed the sword handle, preparing to deal with any action that was detrimental to Zhao Mu. Xiang Shaolong came to stand in front of Zhao Mu's table, smiled slightly, took off the Feihong Sword from his waist, and placed it with its scabbard on the table in front of Zhao Mu.
He went up and said calmly: "Return this sword to the Marquis. Since it drank the blood of Wei Mou, it should not insult the Marquis's kindness in giving the sword." Then he stared deeply at the traitor who had a deep blood feud with him, and then
He turned around and walked towards Yan Ping who was standing in the center of the hall.
Although Xiao Wei Mou died because of him, it was Teng Yi who actually killed Xiao Wei Mou. Xiang Shaolong said this to deliberately anger Zhao Mu and let him know that he had discovered his conspiracy. This return of the sword
His actions showed that he wanted to draw a clear line with him and openly confront him. At this moment, he did not even pay attention to King Zhao Xiaocheng, let alone Zhao Mu. Only by such an open break could he gain Lian Po and
The full support of Li Mu and other military personnel.
Zhao Mu was indeed so angry that his face turned red and white, and he was extremely ugly. This was the first time that the others knew that Wei Mou had been killed by someone. They were all shocked and whispered to each other. Even Li Mu and Yan Ping also flashed surprised looks. There was no need to talk to Zhao anymore.
Xiang Shaolong felt relieved as his big enemy Mu put on a show. He stared at Yan Ping and stretched out his hand to pull out the Mozi Wooden Sword. Murderous aura surged out of his heart, steaming like hot mist. At the same time, his heart became clear and everything was destroyed.
, even Yuan Zong's grudges were forgotten, and there was only his Mozi wooden sword and the opponent's Juzi sword left in the world, and nothing else.
Although Yan Ping is as stable as a mountain and has no flaws, Xiang Shaolong seems to fully understand all the enemy's movements and intentions, which are reflected in his mind as bright as the blue sky and blue sea. These are Mo Zhai's three major killing moves.
The mental method of "guarding the heart like jade", through the strange breathing method, single-minded determination, and the break with Zhao Mu made him become a Buddha immediately, and suddenly attained enlightenment, reaching the ultimate level of this kind of swordsmanship.
In the eyes of onlookers, Xiang Shaolong suddenly changed into another person, standing tall and calm, as calm as water, but containing explosive power and murderous intent.
Zhao Mu and Zhao Ba looked horrified at the same time. They were both masters of swordsmanship, so they naturally knew the essence of this realm, the best swordsmanship. Yan Ping showed a solemn look, he knew Mozi's sword skills well.
Following the principle of focusing on defense and not on attacking, Xiang Shaolong was young and impatient, and made up his mind and decided not to attack as the main attack. If Xiang Shaolong hadn't shown such a terrifying momentum, he would never have been so forbearing.
Xiang Shaolong's eyes fell on the opponent's giant sword. Under the light, the phosphorescent sword body exuded an indescribable bright light. It was spotless and extremely sharp. He couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.
Zi's swordsmanship relies on clumsiness over skill. Isn't this sharp long sword contrary to the spirit of Mozi's swordsmanship? Unless Yan Ping has other special skills, this kind of sword will never be able to wield the essence of Mozi's swordsmanship.
Thinking of this, he already had some calculations in his mind. He picked up the wooden sword and slowly and powerfully moved towards Yan Ping step by step. Yan Ping's eyes shot out with a sinister glare and stared at Xiang Shaolong's shoulders.
A needle could be heard in the lobby, and only Xiang Shaolong's rhythmic footsteps seemed to be in harmony with everything in the world. Everyone had a strange feeling, as if everything was under Xiang Shaolong's control, and everything was coming to him. He fell down and kowtowed, but he knew that this was exactly the spirit of Mo's three major killing moves.
Xiang Shaolong thought of Zou Yan's rooftop viewing platform in Daliang, and recalled the beautiful scenery of the sky filled with stars. All kinds of pride surged in his heart. He let out a loud shout like cracking silk, and used three major killing moves to attack instead of defend. The Mozi sword seemed to shrink. Vomiting, he suddenly followed an incomparable mysterious path with profound physical meaning, and hit Yan Ping directly in the face. Even a man as serious as Yan Ping was surprised, and he felt that the opponent's sword was as powerful as the Yangtze River, surging like a river. Incessantly, if he only adopts the defensive stance of Mozi's swordsmanship, he will immediately fall into a situation of being beaten. What's even more shocking is that the opponent's sword power is vaguely restraining Mozi's swordsmanship, and it is a move that cannot be doubted in Mozi's swordsmanship. In desperation, the giant sword turned into little bits of cold light, attacking with attack.
Xiang Shaolong was just about to force him to use his ability to suppress the bottom of the box. Seeing that the plan was sold out, he suddenly retreated and used the "returning sword style" of defending instead of attacking. Yan Ping was overjoyed and thought that the opponent's sword was superior. The method was just a flash in the pan and fell back into the old style of Mozi's swordsmanship. This swordsmanship of his was created by himself and was called "Pomo". It was specially used to deal with enemies in the Momen, so it was very important to kill Xiang Shao. Long was really confident, how could he miss such a good opportunity at this moment? He was busy rushing to attack, and he had already forgotten the defensive strategy he had just planned. Xiang Shaolong's mind was as clear as water, and he saw the opponent's sword radiating violently, but the target was himself. His right shoulder was also a flaw that he deliberately exposed.
Using defense instead of attack is one of Mo's three major killing styles. It contains one hundred and twenty moves, each of which has a flaw. These flaws are carefully laid traps to lure the enemy into a trap. This is exactly what defense means. The essence of attacking on behalf of others. Seeing that Yan Ping had fallen into the trap, he laughed, the lightning moved forward, and Yan Ping immediately stabbed into the air. Xiang Shaolong lowered his waist slightly, and the Mozi Wooden Sword quickly whirled with electricity, striking the opponent hard and without hesitation. On the sword.
He knew that Yan Ping's swordsmanship was superb and his firepower was experienced, and he would never lose to him. Even though he had three major killing moves at his side, he had just learned them and was not yet proficient enough. Therefore, he did not seek to hurt the enemy, but he seized the opportunity to use it. The wooden sword was at least three or four times heavier than the opponent's long sword, and with his superior arm strength, he forced the opponent to compete with his inner strength. Yan Ping suffered a big loss immediately, his right hand was sore and numb, and the giant sword almost fell to the ground. Xiang Shaolong was also stunned. It turned out that Yan Ping looked as lean as iron on the surface, but his arm strength was amazing. The force of the shock also caused his right hand to become paralyzed.
Yan Ping groaned, moved sideways, and used the defensive stance of Mozi's swordsmanship. The door was so tight that it was difficult to enter even after splashing water. When everyone onlookers stared blankly, Xiang Shaolong handed the sword to his left hand, and a completely unexpected person appeared. At an angle, the wooden sword bent outwards like a swallow flying in the air, and then struck back, sweeping towards Yan Ping's right shoulder. Yan Ping wanted to be able to use the sword with the opponent's left hand as powerfully, but the blood in his right hand had not recovered, so he had to take another step back. Turning to face the enemy, Ju Zijian used his clever strength to thrust out the wooden sword diagonally, intending to deflect the opponent's heavy sweep.
Xiang Shaolong laughed and said, "You've fallen into a trap." The wooden sword was twisted and entangled with the opponent's sword. The figures suddenly separated. On the surface, the two of them seemed unharmed, but everyone saw that Yan Ping After suffering a big loss, his face turned extremely pale. Xiang Shaolong took three steps forward in a row and rushed towards Yan Ping. Yan Ping gritted his teeth and retreated accordingly. At the same time, he moved to the left, as if there were invisible roots. The thread holds the two of them together.
Yan Ping was worthy of a man who had been practicing asceticism for many years, and his expression quickly returned to normal, as if he was not injured. It turned out that Yan Ping had just been kicked by Xiang Shaolong and hit the side of his calf. If he hadn't been steady and moved sideways, he would have been killed earlier.
He fell to the ground, but still felt a faint pain. Knowing that it was not advisable to fight for a long time, he let out a deep roar, and struck the opponent with the giant sword as fast as a meteor. Xiang Shaolong's fighting spirit was like a rainbow, counting Yan Ping's breathing and steps, and when the opponent came out
Before the attack, the opponent's rapid breathing and slight changes in steps have long since detected the opportunity. He accurately assesses the reality and the situation, and uses the "Forgetfulness Method" among the three most powerful "offensive and defensive skills" to throw himself into death.
It all depends on the slight advantage, instinctive and intuitive reactions when competing with the opponent.
With a miserable groan, Yan Ping's long sword fell to the ground, and he staggered back. His face looked like a dead person, and he covered his right shoulder with his left hand, and blood gushed out from between his fingers. Although this sword was not fatal, it would be difficult for Yan Ping to do it again in the short term.
It is still unknown whether his right hand will be destroyed due to the power of fighting. At this moment, someone snatched it out to help this arrogant person.
Yan Ping stood up straight, pushed away the people who came towards him, glared at Xiang Shaolong and said, "Why do you have to show mercy?" Xiang Shaolong put his sword back into the leather pouch behind his back and said calmly: "Brother Yuan died because of you.
, but it is always your Mo Sect’s own struggle, and it has nothing to do with me, Xiang Shaolong, why should we separate life and death?”
Yan Ping said in a deep voice: "What sword technique did you use just now?" Xiang Shaolong replied calmly: "It was my own sword technique. Does Juzi think it's okay?" Yan Ping's eyes shot out with deep hatred, and he shouted
He said "Okay" and walked towards the door without looking back, not even wanting the sword.