Chapter 345: The Four Forms of the Sword Pavilion (Part 2)
Chapter 345 Late Night Talk
(Not revised yet, please check again tomorrow!)
"Who do you think can win?" someone in the audience asked.
"It must be Huang Hanhai. Didn't you see that even Fang Yunhua is not his opponent?!"
"How can a mere shadow-breaking warrior be the opponent of our Mang Realm monks?"
There was a lot of discussion in the spectator seats, and most people were not optimistic about "Li Chengtao."
In the martial arts arena, Huang Hanhai secretly channeled his inner energy and charged up the gun on his back. The azure light shrouded the tip of the silver gun. Then, a black dragon slashed out with a tail swing, and the gun light danced with the tip of the gun, reflecting it.
Come out, this shot is so powerful.
"Ichthyosaur giant wave!"
Yi Xifeng's eyes were focused, he pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and when the spear light struck, he drew the sword and struck out.
"Die Heng Qing Ming Gu!"
Smoke exploded in the field, and no one in the viewing area could see clearly how the fair young man pulled out his sword. Only Huang Hanhai frowned, something unexpected happened to him.
Under the dust and smoke, Yi Xifeng was seen holding the sword in one hand, holding the sword horizontally in front of him. Then he flicked his wrist, pointed the sword and stood up, facing the silver spear directly.
The fair young man thought to himself: "If we could use the black flame, we might be able to defeat him, but it's a pity that the leader and the elders are nearby, so we can't use it rashly."
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"I didn't expect that your Excellency would actually hide your strength!" This was one of the few times Huang Hanhai spoke.
"You are so strong, of course I have to take you seriously." The fair young man replied.
"Your Excellency, you might as well take a few more tricks from me!"
After saying this, Huang Hanhai's cold light flashed, and the familiar azure light hit the tip of the gun again. With a flick of his wrist, there was wind under his feet, and he raised the gun and attacked.
At the same time, Yi Xifeng flew over with the Night Sword Hanxing in hand, and in the middle of the martial arts stage, the two collided face to face for the first time.
When the silver spear and the black sword collided, bursts of sparks flew out. Each thrust of Huang Hanhai contained inner strength. The afterimages continued as they danced, and the speed was dizzying.
Yi Xifeng's sword constantly resisted, and the sound of "ping -pong pong" in his ears continued. Huang Hanhai deserves to be the peak of the mango state.
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From the perspective of the audience, the attacker has always been Huang Hanhai, while "Li Chengtao" is just resisting, and even teetering on the verge of collapse several times, but there is always a chance to get him back to the starting point.
If it happened once or twice, it was still an accident, but once it happened more than once, Huang Hanhai noticed something was wrong. Every time he attacked, the opponent's black sword would deflect him away. It was originally a shot aimed at his ribs, but in the end he didn't know where it was deflected.
, most attacks have failed.
Yi Xifeng was fighting while realizing that every move he made did not use too much force. Unknowingly, he began to imitate the moves he used against the young man in black robes a few days ago.
The fair young man tried to press the sword against the gun, and then deflected the gun's attack through skill. However, Huang Hanhai's gun dance was too fast, and he was on the verge of injury several times. Fortunately, he worked hard during this period.
Through hard training, the awareness of danger has been greatly enhanced, and when faced with an endangered situation, one can quickly reverse the defeat.
Dozens of collisions left many scars on Yi Xifeng's body. Every time he was hit by the silver gun, a line of blood would appear, and soon he was hit by more than a dozen.
The fair young man had no intention to care about his injuries. At this time, he was thinking:
"The tip of the sword pierces the tassel of the gun, which can cause the body of the gun to deflect slightly; the blade of the sword hits the blade of the gun, and the body of the gun can make a large turn; the blade of the sword pulls the scythe of the gun, and the body of the gun can deflect.
To release the force; the sword body lifts its gun shaft, well, this is more difficult, but it can be pressed vertically and horizontally..."
As his understanding became deeper and deeper, Ye Jian Hanxing's sword trembled slightly, showing great excitement. Yi Xifeng's sword moves became faster and faster, and Huang Hanhai gradually felt the difficulty. After all, he was not a body-refining warrior.
Not the opponent of "Li Chengtao".
The young man with the silver gun moved his feet and quickly left the battlefield.
At this moment, Yi Xifeng, who was covered in bruises and bruises, stood there blankly holding his sword, as if he had suddenly understood something.
Although Huang Hanhai was confused when he saw this, he didn't hesitate at all with the silver gun in his hand.
I saw his inner energy bursting out, his silver spear dancing, first sweeping and then picking, the blue blade roaring out and hitting the fair young man directly.
"Er Xiao Canglan!"
Yi Xifeng in the field was still stunned. Just when the gun light was about to hit him, the fair young man suddenly drew his sword.
I saw Yi Xifeng holding the sword and performing three consecutive moves. First, the tip of the sword stabbed between the inflection points of the cross slash, and then he blocked with the sword. When the blade of the sword touched the cross slash, suddenly the sword flower was drawn and the sword was thrown horizontally.
When it came out, "Er Xiao Canglan" was instantly defeated.
The fair-faced young man completed this series of actions in one go. It was originally a fierce impact, but it ended in the blink of an eye.
"Just...what happened just now?!"
"I didn't see clearly, it was too fast!"
"I...I didn't see clearly what was going on!"
There was an uproar in the audience. Just now everyone thought that "Li Chengtao" was about to lose, but who could have imagined that the battle situation would change so quickly.
Yi Xifeng looked at the long black sword in his hand and murmured to himself:
"The Four Sword Pavilion Styles are completed!"
Huang Hanhai held the silver spear in his hand and stood still on the spot. He never expected that the opponent would use such an ordinary sword move to break through the light of his spear. Throughout his life, he had never encountered such a strange situation.
Yi Xifeng's heart suddenly became enlightened. He held the black sword in his hand and charged straight at the young man with the silver gun.
Huang Hanhai suddenly realized that he was facing a formidable enemy. He hurriedly used his inner energy to the extreme, and the azure gun light condensed into a darker blue.
Then, the young man with the silver spear wrapped his spear around and made a circle. His steps were like pear blossoms blooming. The silver spear danced around his waist. When he threw the spear, it turned into a huge wave and rushed straight into Yi Xifeng.
"Three Roaring Raging Seas!"
The fair young man showed no fear in his eyes and quickly counterattacked with the Night Sword Hanxing in hand.
This spear light was instantly broken by Yi Xifeng's four consecutive attacks. At this time, the internal energy in Huang Hanhai's body was almost exhausted. He knew that he had no power to fight, but he still refused to admit defeat. He could lose, but
Unable to surrender!
The fair young man didn't hesitate, but when he saw that the opponent had no fighting power, he used a "Wandering Dragon Four Elephants" strike to knock him out of the field.
"The winner is Li Chengtao!"
In this battle, Yi Xifeng combined his experience in the previous two battles, plus the previous battle with the white-haired young man, to finally understand the four styles of Jianting. Although he was covered in bruises in exchange, he felt that it was not a loss.
"It turns out that practicing the Four Sword Pavilions to perfection is to dismember the opponent's inner energy." Yi Xifeng murmured to himself.
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In a courtyard near the Modan Hall of Zhenwu Hall, a young talented man in purple robe was sitting alone in a small pavilion slowly sipping tea. Suddenly, a Taoist robe disciple came in a hurry.
"Report to Senior Brother Wei, Huang Hanhai has been defeated."
The young man in purple robe paused for a moment, only to see veins popping out in his hand, and the jade tea cup was covered with cracks in the blink of an eye.
"How did you lose?!" Wei Wuji's tone was slightly sullen.
"My subordinate... I didn't see it clearly either. Well, 'Li Chengtao'... seems to be using... the Four Sword Pavilion Styles..."
The disciple felt Wei Wuji's anger, and his words were trembling, and his voice became quieter and quieter, and the last sentence was as thin as the buzz of a mosquito.
Wei Wuji took a deep breath, put the tea cup in his hand on the table, and replied:
"Go down."
"yes."
The purple-robed young man frowned, narrowed his eyes, and finally disappeared into the courtyard.
After he left, the tea cup burst into pieces.
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"Quick, quick, let me see your Four Sword Pavilion Styles." Along the bamboo forest path, Yang Hua urged Yi Xifeng to use it with excitement.
The fair young man touched his nose and said in a very Versailles tone:
"Isn't it just that you have mastered the Four Sword Pavilions? There's nothing to make a fuss about."
Yang Hua suddenly came over, hugged Yi Xifeng's shoulders, and said carelessly:
"Brother Li, you are a little unkind."
"That's right." He Buchi from the side agreed. Although he was not interested in the Four Sword Pavilion Styles, he was very interested in leading the rhythm.
Although Ling Ruoxue, who was behind the three people, was silent while holding her sword, her eyes were full of energy. Obviously, she was also very interested in the Four Sword Pavilion Styles.
"Why are you not being kind?" Yi Xifeng asked with a smile.
"Look, when I first taught you the Four Sword Pavilion Styles, I took a lot of trouble. I worked hard day and night, sleepless, and didn't want to practice for you..."
Black lines appeared on Yi Xifeng's forehead. Why did he work day and night? Basically, he was practicing next to him, while Yang Hua was drinking and pointing in the shade of the tree. A chicken was called tea every day but he didn't think about rice?
He Buchi didn't understand anything. He just shouted from the side: "That's right."
Yi Xifeng really couldn't stand Yang Hua's "fly" torture, so he said:
"Okay, okay, stop, stop talking. Can't you please stop talking and let me act it out for you?!"
Yang Hua laughed, slapped Yi Xifeng hard on the back, and said slowly:
"Hahaha, I know Brother Li is a happy person."
He: "That's right."
Yi Xifeng gently touched his forehead, sighed, slowly pulled out the Night Sword Hanxing, walked to the other side of the path, and said to Yang Hua:
"Come on, hit me with sword light."
"Okay, Brother Li, be careful."
Yang Hua held the "Liu Feng" long sword in his hand, secretly channeling his inner strength, and then slashed out with the sword, only to see a straight green sword light shooting out.
Yi Xifeng raised his sword and swung it. He was very fast, and after several clicks on the sword light, he saw the sword light burst into pieces and bursting in the air like a bubble.
This time, everyone was stunned.
Yang Hua didn't seem to believe in evil, so he swung his sword light several times, but they were all dismembered by Yi Xifeng just like the one just now.
Yang Hua and the other three fell into deep thought at the same time. After a while, Ling Ruoxue couldn't figure it out and asked doubtfully:
"How did Junior Brother Li do it?"
Yi Xifeng thought for a moment and then said:
“If you want to achieve this state, you need three prerequisites:
1. The Four Sword Pavilion Styles must be practiced to at least a small degree, and the power skills of all sword moves must be practiced to the extreme. In this regard, physical training warriors have a natural advantage;
Second, at the very least, the physical strength must be that of a Shadow Breaking Warrior, the attack speed must be fast, the consistency must be strong, and the person must be able to carry out rapid strikes continuously;
Third, the soul is powerful enough, and is very familiar with internal attacks such as sword rays and spear rays, and understands their internal structure, so as to find their structural weaknesses at the first time. As long as multiple fulcrums are destroyed continuously, they can disintegrate.
The sword light makes it fall apart."
After hearing this, Yang Hua was amazed. He was not a body-refining warrior, so his physical strength was not strong, which meant that he could not learn it at all.
Ling Ruoxue was lost in thought. She had never been exposed to such a weird attack method before.
He Buchi's eyes darkened. Even though he used a sword, his snake-like inner energy was his main attack method. What's more, he used a soft sword, which was very different from the attack methods of these hard swords.
, if we really want to talk about his sword moves, they are actually similar to some warriors in the realm of power, not to mention that he is from Yeluzi, which is far different from Yang Hua and others who have the guidance of famous teachers.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's really awesome." Yang Hua marveled in admiration.
"Although Junior Brother Li is a rising star, his understanding of swordsmanship is better than mine." Ling Ruoxue nodded in praise.
He: "That's right."
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Late at night, in the Zhongyuan Hall, the great elder in white robe bowed his hands to the figure in front of him and asked slowly:
"Why did the head brother call me?"
After the white-haired old man closed the book, he turned around and said:
"The top four in the Ascension Conference will be announced soon."
The great elder nodded and replied:
"The decision will be made tomorrow."
The white-haired old man nodded and continued:
"What suggestions do you have regarding the Two Realms Mountains?"
The great elder thought for a moment, shook his head, and replied:
"It's better to follow the instructions of the head brother."
The white-haired old man sighed and said:
"I know that you are not good at taking charge, and you don't want to step out of Lingkun State. Even if you have the title of Great Elder, you don't want to touch it. In this case, you go find someone to give this letter to Zhang Ao.
Let him come back and take those four disciples to Lingkun State."
After that, the white-haired old man took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to the woman in white.
The great elder was a little confused after receiving the letter, so he asked casually:
"Since the head brother has been released from seclusion and can take charge of the power, why not let the second elder go to lead the team, but let junior brother Zhang Ao go?"
The white-haired old man opened the book in his hand again and replied slowly:
"Second Elder has been busy with a lot of business recently, and it's inconvenient to travel. We'd better call Zhang Ao back."
The great elder was silent for a long time, and then replied:
"yes."
After the great elder left, the white-haired old man began to recall the battle between Yi Xifeng and Yi Xifeng in the morning.
"He was able to practice the Four Sword Pavilion Styles to a great level. I thought he had inherited that man's true meaning of the dragon and was a master of palm skills. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a genius in swordsmanship. This man is old, and sometimes he makes mistakes.
." The white-haired old man murmured to himself.
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In Zhufeng Hall, the great elder called a disciple who specialized in delivering letters and said to him:
"Go and deliver this letter to the third elder and tell him to return to Zhenwu Hall as soon as possible. If he asks about the reason, just tell him that it is about the Two Realms Mountains and he will know."
"Yes." Then, the disciple left.
After he left, the great elder slowly returned behind the rolling curtain.
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In the courtyard near Mo Dan Palace, the young man in purple robe held the letter, smiled contemptuously, repackaged the letter and threw it to the disciple who delivered the letter.
"Senior Brother Wei, do you need to replace the content of the letter?" The disciple who sent the letter had a stern look on his face, completely different from the sunny and upright look he had in Zhufeng Hall before.
Wei Wuji waved his hand and said:
"No, just follow the great elder's instructions."
"Yes." The disciple who delivered the message exited the courtyard and disappeared into the night.