Seeing that there was not much breath left in the Mingman Realm disciple, the man immediately took out a pill from his arms and put it into his mouth, which could be regarded as saving his life.
"Are you afraid that you are bullying me and there is no one in Zhenwu Hall?!" The voice was mixed with suppressed anger, and the tall figure remained unmoved even when faced with the messenger of the divine religion. The person who came was none other than Yang Hua.
"When we compete with each other, swords have no eyes, casualties are common." The voice of the female disciple of the divine sect named Jiu'er sounded slowly, with a hint of indifference and indifference.
"Hmph, let's stop practicing and be careful. Your move is filled with murderous intent. You clearly want to kill someone!"
"Our divine sect has always had this kind of competition. Who would have thought that the disciples of your Zhenwu Hall are so weak and it's my fault?!"
Hearing this, Yang Hua's eyes almost wanted to burst into flames. He swung his long sword and said angrily:
"Since we want to spar, don't blame me for hitting women, but do you dare to have a few moves with me?!"
The woman smiled charmingly, nodded and said:
"please!"
Yang Hua appeared on the martial arts stage in a flash. Without any unnecessary movements, the tip of his sword was pointed directly at Sun Jiu'er.
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"It's not good, it's not good!" A Taoist disciple hurriedly ran in from outside the Yushan Hall.
"What's the matter? Are you so worried?" asked a young disciple who was having a meal.
"Something bad has happened. Two senior brothers were seriously injured by a religious woman!"
"What?!" All the disciples stood up in unison, and then someone asked:
"Where are they now?"
"In the square outside the main hall, Senior Brother Yang Hua took action and was sparring with the female disciple."
"These lackeys of the God's Cult are really bullying people. Let's go! Let's go to the martial arts stage to have a look."
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On the square, the tip of Yang Hua's sword shook, and his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only afterimages.
Even though Yang Hua is usually careless and speaks openly, he acts upright and aboveboard. Whenever a fellow disciple is in crisis, he is always the first to lend a helping hand. Therefore, in the eyes of the outer disciples of Zhenwu Hall, this behavior
The informal Senior Brother Yang is considered the easiest to get along with among the inner disciples.
It's just that Yang Hua has a pure nature and doesn't pay attention to many intrigues. In addition, this kid doesn't know much about human affairs. Therefore, in the eyes of the senior officials of Zhenwu Hall, Yang Hua is indeed a good boy and disciple.
But it is difficult for him to take on the great responsibilities of the sect.
Today, what this divine woman did made Yang Hua very angry. She dared to openly injure the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall, and one of them almost died. This was a naked slap in the face, and it was indeed too much!
Thinking of this, Yang Hua raised the long sword in his hand and moved the blade upward. The original target changed from the chest to the throat, and his murderous intention suddenly appeared.
This disciple of the divine sect named Jiu'er, whose real surname is "Sun", is also an inner sect disciple trained by the divine sect. His strength has already reached the realm of chivalrous warriors. He has such cultivation at such an age, even if he is placed in the other eight sects.
It's also enough to be proud of.
The disciples of the divine sect are different from the Zhenwu Hall and casual cultivators. This divine capital is the secret realm of the divine sect. Most of the disciples of the divine sect who can come here have entered the place to practice. As long as the experience is completed, they can leave the secret realm at any time.
Human nature is often like this. When they have far more privileges than others, even if the person himself does not have much ability, he will unconsciously look down on those without privileges.
Sun Jiuer's eyes narrowed slightly. Yang Hua's movement speed was actually much faster than hers. Her jade fingers were seen flowing, and the black-yellow aura adhered to her palms, instantly forming a rock armor.
When the long sword struck, she saw her steps staggered again, and her body swerved to the left, just in time to avoid the sword. While she was dodging, she slapped the sword with her right hand attached to the rock armor.
The straight sword shadow deflected under her attack.
Yang Hua failed to succeed with the attack, so he immediately stopped and turned around with a sword strike.
Unfortunately, Sun Jiu'er seemed to have expected it, and retreated quickly the moment Yang Hua stopped, causing his sword to miss again.
At this time, a group of Zhenwu Hall disciples rushed in and happened to encounter this scene.
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This divine woman’s movement is so fast!”
"No, compared to her body skills, her palm skills are stronger!" An older man in Taoist robes said calmly.
"Oh? How can senior brother see you?"
"Look at the black and yellow aura flowing in her palms. It must be the defensive palm technique of the divine religion, Black Rock Palm!"
The disciples looked closely, and sure enough, there was a hint of black and yellow aura, so everyone began to look at this divine woman again.
Sun Jiuer understood that although Yang Hua's two attacks just now were full of murderous intent, they were more of a test of her strength, and the real showdown would come next.
The elders of the divine sect who were watching the battle were still as calm as water. He naturally knew Yang Hua's name. As an outstanding martial artist of the younger generation of Zhenwu Hall, although he was not yet in the eyes of the divine sect, his strength was still obvious to all. As expected, in the future,
There must be a place for Yang Hua in the Zhenwu Hall structure.
Yang Hua held his sword and concentrated. He understood the importance of this battle. This was a battle where the dignity of the sect was at stake.
After Sun Jiuer hurriedly retreated, he could only see the afterimages of her jade hands. She completed the spiritual seals one after another quickly. Then she jumped up, her silhouette was hanging in the air, and she shouted in a low voice:
"Spiritual Rock Thorns!"
Pieces of gravel rose up from the ground and circulated around Sun Jiu'er. In the blink of an eye, those gravels turned into thorns and thorns, surrounding her behind.
Seeing this, Yang Hua secretly channeled his inner energy, and the long sword in his hand was unknowingly filled with a thin layer of sword energy.
In the low air, Sun Jiuer moved her command, and the long thorns on her back also started to rotate. She pointed at Yang Hua and said "Go" in a low voice. All the long thorns shot out at such a fast speed that you could faintly hear a trace of piercing the air.
Voice.
There was wind under Yang Hua's feet, sword flowers were flowing, and he shouted:
"Sword Swinging Style!"
I saw the long sword flowing rapidly in his palm, forming an inexplicable suction force.
All the long thorns shot at Yang Hua were deflected under the influence of this suction force, and soon they completely lost their impact and just followed the dance of the long sword.
Yang Hua found the right moment and swung his sword, all the long thorns fell to the ground, and the original offensive was no longer available.
Sun Jiuer failed with one attack and was about to attack again, but she saw Yang Hua stabbing with his sword and appearing in front of her instantly.
The godly woman secretly said something bad and immediately leaned forward to dodge, only to see the long sword passing by her face. Fortunately, she dodged in time and was not stabbed. However, unexpectedly, her fragrant hair fluttered around her temples, and she was hit hard by the long sword.
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Sun Jiu'er quickly retreated and fell back to the ground at a low altitude, only to find that her black hair had been chopped off.
She had always been indifferent and couldn't help but feel a little angry. She had cherished her fragrant hair since she was a child, but now it was chopped off. At this time, she wanted to cut Yang Hua into pieces.
"So fast!" a disciple watching the battle exclaimed.
"What just happened?" Some of the weaker disciples didn't even notice how Yang Hua thrust out the sword.
"It's Jinghong Sword!" A disciple said solemnly.
Everyone suddenly realized that Jinghong Sword is an extremely partial sword technique within the sect. This sword technique has only one move and only one advantage, which is extremely fast speed.
This sword technique is generally used for sneak attacks, but it is almost useless in a battle. It can easily put oneself in danger, and it is extremely difficult to practice. It is like a useless weapon in the sect. It is a pity to discard it if it is useless. Most of them
People don't waste their time practicing this kind of swordsmanship.
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Yang Hua would actually learn this swordsmanship."
"It's a pity that this sword technique has limited effects!"
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The failure of this attack was actually a bit beyond Yang Hua's expectations. Although he guessed that the godly woman might avoid him, he didn't expect that he would only cut off a strand of her hair.
Sun Jiuer's internal energy changed, and an invisible wave spread out around her. Some of the disciples who were closer suddenly felt discomfort and hurriedly retreated.
"Everyone, be careful and don't get too close. This wave is very strange."
Yang Hua's eyes were focused on the martial arts stage. As one of the few outstanding disciples of the Zhenwu Hall, he had a lot of dealings with the divine religion. Naturally, he also had a good understanding of some of the techniques in the divine religion. But this one in front of him,
It was the technique that once shocked him: Mountain Shock!
It is said that Zhenshan Jin's attack can avoid the surface of the body and directly penetrate the body.
The internal organs were mixed into a ball of mud, and the death was so miserable that it made people extremely uncomfortable.
As soon as Sun Jiuer's power was activated, he attacked Yang Hua.
He saw constant shadows of palms in the field, and Yang Hua had no choice but to dodge left and right, or hold the long sword in front of his face, struggling to resist, but every time the palm prints touched the long sword, Yang Hua felt the internal organs in his body trembling violently.
It was just transmitted from the sword. If it were attached to the flesh body, the consequences would be disastrous.
Although Sun Jiu'er is a woman, her palm skills are quite fierce. Yang Hua is also waiting for opportunities. Unfortunately, he still underestimated the weirdness of Zhenshan Jin. He saw his arms shaking violently, and soon he felt some support.
Can't live.
"No, we have to distance ourselves quickly."
Unexpectedly, at this time, Sun Jiuer's offensive changed, his foot suddenly hit, and he swung out with a palm with the force of a landslide. @ESSENTIAL\/书馆·无码first release~~
"Pai Shan Zhang!"
Yang Hua had no time to dodge and was blown away by a palm. He heard a "boom" and landed on the corner of the martial arts stage.
When everyone saw Yang Hua being knocked away, their eyes were full of shock and concern.
"Isn't this divine woman too strong?!"
"Senior Brother Yang Hua, I'm afraid...sigh." A disciple sighed.
"Why are you sighing? Haven't you lost yet?!"
"If that palm had hit me just now, I'm afraid I would have gone west on the spot."
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When he stood up staggeringly again, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. The attack just now clearly disrupted his inner strength.
Sun Jiuer snorted coldly and said:
"The next palm will be your death!"
Yang Hua did not answer, but first stabilized the meridians throughout his body, and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Sun Jiuer's figure flashed, and he rushed over quickly, with another "Pailing Mountain Palm" in his hand.
This time, Yang Hua did not dodge, but pointed to the ground with his sword and shouted coldly:
"Come Typhoon!"
In an instant, a storm spread out from the tip of the sword, and in just a moment, it set off a burst of flying sand and rocks.
Impacted by the storm, Sun Jiuer's figure first paused, and then slowly moved forward, his speed obviously weakening a bit.
"This... this is the Feng-Tifting Sword Technique!" A disciple in a robe exclaimed.
"What is the Ti Feng Sword Art?" asked another disciple.
"The Sword Technique of Tiefeng is also an extremely difficult skill to practice. It is said that it is possible to master it by observing Feng Fang for seventy-seven forty-nine days."