Chapter Three Hundred and Eighteen [Great Sword Hidden Front] (Part 2)
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Hu Xiaotian looked around, and the last thing he liked was a big sword. There was only one reason why Hu Xiaotian chose this big sword. Its appearance was similar to the black iron sword, and it was heavy and heavy in his hand. Although it was different from the black iron sword.
The sword cannot be compared, but it is several times heavier than an ordinary long sword.
Zongtang laughed dumbly: "This sword was forged by my father himself, but he never had time to sharpen it."
Hu Xiaotian said: "I want this one."
Zongtang said: "Okay!"
Hu Xiaotian reached out and picked up the big sword. The heavy sword had no edge, and the most special thing was that the spine of the sword was undulating and interlaced like a fish bone.
Zongtang said: "If you choose, I will help you sharpen it now."
Hu Xiaotian nodded, and the two of them came outside. The magician Zong Yuan had also restored Hu Xiaotian's black iron plate to its original state and handed it to Hu Xiaotian. Seeing that he actually picked this sword, he couldn't help laughing and said: "This sword
But it's been a few years. Someone commissioned me to make this sword twenty years ago. Unfortunately, the man died before it could be delivered. I only received his deposit, and I still haven't paid the balance."
Hu Xiaotian laughed dumbly. Of course, if everyone died, no one would pay him the balance.
The magic craftsman...∠,ww︾w. Zong Yuandao: "The material used in this sword is good. The fine steel is blended with thirty-seven kinds of materials. It is also mixed with extremely rare iron mother. These materials are all from that customer.
It was provided. Because I couldn't deliver it, I threw the sword in the warehouse. Because the sword was too heavy, but the swordsmanship emphasized lightness and agility, so no one could appreciate it. I didn't expect that it would be given to me by you today.
Picked."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "I fell in love with it at first sight, so I think it's a good match."
Zongtang said: "I'll take it and sharpen it right now!"
Demon craftsman Zong Yuandao: "I'll do it!"
Zongtang was surprised and happy when he heard this. His father had not been near the kiln for many days since the tragedy of the last attack. Unexpectedly, he made an exception today. Zongyuan said: "Zongtang, come in and help me!"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Is there anything I can do?"
Zongyuan smiled and said: "Weapons are all spiritual. Since you are its master, just pay a few drops of blood to make it recognize you as its master."
The fire was blazing, Zong Tang's upper body, and as he pulled the bellows, his strong muscles tightened from time to time, revealing clear outlines in the firelight. The big sword was already red-hot. The magician Zong Yuan was wearing a short coat and holding a hand in one hand.
Iron pliers, holding a hammer in one hand, hammering on the edge of the blade. As he struck frequently, sparks burst out from the sword blade from time to time. The blade began to change shape under Zong Yuan's hammer. The outline of the edge gradually became clear and distinct, becoming
It became jagged.
Demon craftsman Zong Yuan said loudly: "It's time!"
Hu Xiaotian cut his finger with a dagger and dripped three drops of blood on the sword. The blood immediately solidified when it encountered the hot sword, and green smoke rose. The burnt smell spread. The magician Zong Yuan put on the heat insulation
Gloves, he raised the sword with both hands and plunged it into the cold water. This cold water was made from the melted snow on the top of Qingmeng Mountain.
The magic craftsman Zong Yuan muttered words with a pious expression.
Zong Tang glanced at Hu Xiaotian, and the two of them retreated out together. The old man had to complete the next work alone.
Zongtang came to the well, held up the water in the bucket and sipped his sweaty face. He raised his head and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I feel relieved when I see my father picking up the hammer again."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Mr. Zong really gave me face."
Zongtang smiled and said: "That's why I want to thank you. If you hadn't come, my father wouldn't have sharpened the sword himself."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Because of the old man's great love, I will definitely defeat Qiu Mubai tomorrow."
Zongtang said: "This big sword is very heavy. Although using such a weapon is very powerful, its flexibility will be affected to a certain extent. Qiu Mubai is best at fast swords. His Thirty-Six Swords of Chasing the Wind are already
He is recognized as the number one swordsman in the Sword Palace, and even his father Qiu Xiangguang cannot match his sword-drawing speed."
Hu Xiaotian said: "No matter how fast you draw your sword, it is of no use. Many times, victory or defeat is determined by just one sword strike."
Zongtang didn't know why Hu Xiaotian had such confidence. He had also seen Hu Xiaotian's skills and thought that Hu Xiaotian had no chance of winning compared to Qiu Mubai. Zongtang said: "My father and Qiu Xiangguang, the master of the Sword Palace, are quite good.
In terms of friendship, why don't I ask him to come forward and mediate this matter for you." He was already the second person to intercede for Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "No need, you can escape on the first day of the Lunar New Year, but you can't escape on the fifteenth. Sooner or later there will be this battle between Qiu Mubai and me."
The magician Zong Yuan spent a whole afternoon to sharpen the sword. According to Hu Xiaotian's request, he carved the word "hidden edge" on the sword. But how can the real edge be hidden forever? After sharpening,
The Zangfeng sword is obviously different from the Black Iron Sword. The sword is three feet nine inches long, and the widest part of the sword is three inches. It is smaller than the Black Iron Sword, but the thickest part of the sword spine is also one inch and a half. The sword body after re-forging
It is covered with patterns that look like fishbones. From a distance, it looks like a piece of feather has been printed on it. There are three black sun patterns on the sword, which are made from Hu Xiaotian's blood that is integrated into the sword. The blade is not a straight edge.
, but in the shape of a sawtooth, with small sawtooths arranged densely, extremely sharp, and its lethality is much more powerful than that of an ordinary sword blade.
Hu Xiaotian really couldn't put it down when he held the sword in both hands. Although this sword was not as heavy as the Black Iron Sword, it was not much different. Moreover, the craftsmanship made by the magician Zong Yuan was definitely much better than that of the Black Iron Sword. It seemed
Extremely eye-catching.
Demon craftsman Zong Yuandao said: "Although this sword looks good, it is not easy to use. I weighed it and found that it weighs thirty-eight kilograms, six taels and three cents. It is difficult to wield such a heavy sword freely.
."
Hu Xiaotian thought to himself that this was nothing, that black iron sword weighed more than fifty kilograms.
The hilt of the sword was also wrapped in pearl fish skin by a craftsman, and the scabbard was sewn with fine shark skin. Hu Xiaotian wanted to give him money, but as soon as he said the words, the magician Zong Yuan's face darkened and he feigned anger: "
If Mr. Hu asks for money, this sword will still be returned to me."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Since Mr. Zong said so, I won't mention the money." He bowed deeply to Zong Yuan to express his gratitude, and Zong Yuan and his son all laughed.
Zong Tang originally wanted to keep Hu Xiaotian for dinner before leaving, but Hu Xiaotian declined Zong Tang's kindness on the grounds of preparing for tomorrow's duel. The two agreed that after the duel at Happy Forest tomorrow, regardless of victory or defeat, Hu Xiaotian would be the host and drink.
Zongtang sent Hu Xiaotian out of the iron factory. Before leaving, he couldn't help but remind him: "Brother Hu, Qiu Mubai's swordsmanship has been passed down from the Sword Palace. You must not be careless."
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Isn't the True Legend of Sword Palace the Seven Swords of Killing Heaven?"
Zongtang said: "The Seven Heaven-Slaying Swords have been lost for a long time. If there is only one and a half moves that can be passed down to this day, you can't compete in tomorrow's duel." In fact, Zongtang is not optimistic about Hu Xiaotian's duel tomorrow, and even thinks that Hu Xiaotian will lose.
Undoubtedly, if nothing else, Hu Xiaotian is an amateur just from the choice of weapons. This sword is so heavy that it would be a good choice to fight on horseback, not to mention that his opponent is Qiu Mu, who is known for his speed.
Bai, instead of making him more powerful, this big sword will become a burden to him.
A few days ago, Hu Xiaotian would never have chosen such an epee, but since taking Fengyun Guo, his strength has continued to increase, and this growth has not stopped yet. Perhaps the effect of Fengyun Guo has not been fully exerted.
come out.
Returning to Qichen Palace, Hu Xiaotian stayed alone in the room. He took out the silk silk found from the Xuantie Tablet and unfolded it. He saw that there was a set of sword skills embroidered on the silk silk. Although Hu Xiaotian knew that the sword skills were very
It might be the legendary Seven Heaven-Destroying Swords, but he also knew that it would be difficult for him to master them all in a short period of time. Not to mention the Seven Heaven-Destroying Swords, even the Nine Spiritual Snake Swords given to him by Xumitian had not yet been fully mastered.
Hu Xiaotian did not learn the idea of the Seven Heaven-Destroying Swords as soon as possible. He looked at the diagram on the silk. There were dozens of naked little people embroidered on it. The outline of the human body was embroidered with gold thread. There were also red and black figures on the embroidery.
Hu Xiaotian frowned at the small arrows with different colors. What on earth does this mean? It seems to be the route of inner energy. Hu Xiaotian's phaseless magic skill is one of the most mysterious internal skills in the world. He has cultivated a lot in swordsmanship.
Although it is very shallow, he has unknowingly perfected his internal energy. Hu Xiaotian tried to move his inner energy according to the small arrows on the map, and a heat rose from his Dantian and spread throughout the meridians of his body. Hu Xiaotian's heart
Slightly startled, he suddenly realized an extremely important thing. Xumitian taught him the Nine Swords of the Spiritual Snake before, but the power was never satisfactory. The reason was because he could not integrate his internal power and sword moves.
The sword manual in front of him not only drew the sword moves but also the route of the internal force when the move was made. Hu Xiaotian was secretly happy. He took out the Zang Feng and practiced according to the first move on the map. After practicing the moves to become familiar with them,
Then, the walking path and sword moves are combined according to the inner breath on the map.
The first move in the sword chart is very simple, just an ordinary slash, but the movement of the inner breath is quite unusual. According to the combination of the inner breath and sword moves in the chart, a sword swing is like the Yangtze River, with overlapping waves.
, one wave after another, the offensive is like a tide, and it seems to have no end.
The more Hu Xiaotian practiced, the more he felt that this move was profound and unfathomable. Compared with the lightness and ruthlessness of the Nine Swords of the Spiritual Snake, although this move was simple, the mystery of the changes in the inner energy was far greater than the Nine Swords of the Spiritual Snake.
There is no way to master everything but to be equally good at it, so Hu Xiaotian decided to practice this trick first.
I went to the courtyard alone and practiced this move over and over again. Every time I practiced, my understanding of this move deepened.
The sword weighing nearly thirty-nine kilograms was wielded in Hu Xiaotian's hands without any difficulty. The speed and movement of the sword were also very deft. Hu Xiaotian practiced this sword many times, but because he was too focused, he didn't even think about it. Notice the arrival of Huo Shengnan. (It’s a great pie-in-the-sky event, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Follow ~ click / official account (add friends on WeChat, add official account and enter ddxiaos), and participate now! Everyone will win a prize. Follow the ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account now!)
