The swordsman from Jiuzhen County also knew what he should do at this time.
He bit the tip of his tongue, and the sharp pain at the tip of his tongue suppressed the many painful feelings coming from the sea of ââââqi and meridians in his perception. He didn't care how many disadvantages this would have on his future practice. For someone like him,
For practitioners, every pass in life needs to be fought with life.
He first has to win the fetus of the flying sword he wants, and then he has to fight again and again to heal his wounds, lose the real energy, and get the spiritual energy needed for future practice.
At this moment, he forcefully controlled his small white sword. Before the young man's flying sword could fly back from the nearby alley, his flying sword instead pursued the sword light.
Chased in.
The opponent's flying sword is far superior to his, and his flying sword cannot compete with it. If he intercepts the opponent's flying sword before it flies back to him, even if he loses in just one stagger, he will already be defeated.
Enough to give these swordsmen enough time.
This swordsman from Jiuzhen County has already paid a sufficient price.
A banging sound.
There was another terrible shock in the streets outside.
The swordsman from Jiuzhen County sat down slumped in the snow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
But his efforts did pay off.
The leading swordsman had already arrived behind the young man.
The young man's body swayed slightly and turned around.
This was the first time for anyone in this alley to really see the young man's face.
Even the swordsman from Jiuzhen County, during the conversation between him and the young man, the young man's face was mostly covered by the yellow paper umbrella he held. During the surge of vitality, Jiuzhen County
Snowflakes danced wildly in front of the swordsman, and the air was distorted, making it even more difficult for him to see the details of the young man's face.
But the swordsman had already bullied the young man in front of him, and he finally saw the young man's face clearly.
Although this young man's face was fair, his skin was a little rough, which seemed to be caused by running around for a long time. But what surprised him the most was that there were many low depressions on this young man's face, which looked like...
Like a light pattern.
It seems that these depressions were originally horrible scars, but later on, the horrible scars were slowly removed with medication, but the flesh and blood have not yet been completely filled.
This trace is not obvious from a distance, but it gives people a strong visual impact when viewed up close.
From a distance, this young man's face is very gentle, and can even be described as handsome.
But upon closer inspection, the scars that were about to disappear gave this young man an extraordinarily iron-blooded and powerful feeling.
In addition, this young man is still as calm as a mountain at this time. This calmness seems to have become a temperament imprinted in his bones.
But at this time, he didn't think about it. The more he felt that the other party was in danger, the faster and more determined the sword in his hand became.
Whoosh!
When the sword was only a few feet away from the young man, it suddenly split into three parts and struck three places on the young man's body.
But at this moment, the young man also moved.
The way he turned around just now didn't seem to be very fast, but when he stepped wrong at this moment, his figure was as fast as a ghost.
There was a pop.
This practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty had blood spurting out from his waist!
This Northern Wei cultivator's body was suddenly struck as if he had been hit by a wild bull, and then he howled in pain.
The three sword lights in his hand were scattered, and the real long sword in his hand still wanted to slash at the young man's body, but all the strength in his body had disappeared in an instant with the damage to the internal organs and the rapid flow of blood.
His movements seemed extremely slow in the eyes of all practitioners at this time.
The long knife in his hand fell into the shadow behind the young man, and then with a bang, it weakly smashed into the footprints behind the young man.
Three sharp roars sounded simultaneously in the miserable howl of this Northern Wei cultivator, and the three swordsmen following him simultaneously slashed at the young man like lightning.
The young man has a short sword in his hand.
This short sword is slightly longer than his flying sword, but it is only two feet long.
He used this dagger to stab the Northern Wei cultivator close to his body.
At this time, the three swords struck, but he did not use the dagger at first.
In his right hand, he was still holding the split bamboo pieces.
He swung the bamboo pieces like a sword.
The bamboo piece was instantly chopped into pieces by the light of the knife.
But blood mist burst out from the faces of two of the swordsmen.
The faces of the two swordsmen were covered with broken bamboo shards, including their eyes.
The two swordsmen also howled in pain, unable to keep their composure and slashing at the young man with the long swords in their hands.
The other swordsman was unable to make a sound.
Because the tip of the dagger seemed to be pointed at him casually, but he couldn't resist it and pierced his throat.
The mind of the cultivator from Jiuzhen County went blank. He originally wanted to forcefully control the flying sword that he had nailed into the wall, but at this moment, he heard the sound of the flying sword breaking through the air.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the opponent's flying sword flying back against the roof.
"How is that possible!"
He howled in despair.
He will not be so distracted when facing any flying sword that is more powerful than him. For a swordsman, there is no end to the achievement of flying swords.
But the key point is that after the opponent easily defeated the close-quarter kills of these swordsmen, he was still able to control the flying sword.
How can this be done?
And he can be sure that this young man is not just young-looking, this young man is just a real young man, no more than twenty years old at most.
Since such a young man spends a lot of time on practicing true energy and flying swords, how can he have enough time to practice close body movements and sword skills, and practice such true energy for close combat?
How to cooperate?
He couldn't understand it at all.
His thoughts at this time did make sense.
Time is fair to practitioners.
There are only so many hours in a day.
It is used to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to condense the true essence. This may also save time by refining elixirs. Some powerful people hold amazing cultivation resources. By condensing the true essence, they can save a lot of time than ordinary practitioners.
But the way to use flying swords and martial arts, and the way to use true energy, these are all fair, no one can be proficient in using them without practice.
But he ignored one thing.
Each practitioner has different talents.
Even if some people have the same moves taught by famous teachers, they may not be able to use them skillfully or properly after practicing for a long time.
But some people can use it quickly.
These people are true geniuses.
The talents of these people are not even matched by the Demon Sect. There are very few such people, but there are always a few in every dynasty.
"Wang Pingyang."
In the black carriage that had been turned white by snow, the passengers in the carriage finally recognized the young man.
He was extremely shocked.
Ni Yunshan, Wang Pingyang, and Li Moxiao are all such geniuses. However, after Meishan, Nantianyuan completely lost traces of Wang Pingyang. From that time to now, the genius Wang Pingyang has completely disappeared from the sight of everyone in the Southern Dynasty.
disappeared.
Everyone even thought that he had died in Meishan.
However, he has appeared now, and he has appeared so powerfully. (To be continued)