As soon as he finished his words, Zhong Xihou made sword fingers with both hands, stretched his sword fingers forward, and drew the Bagua shape. The goose-yellow sword energy began to gather, and slowly gathered into a Bagua pattern along the path traced by Zhong Xihou's sword fingers.
Not only the sword energy emitted by Zhong Xihou, but also the wind pouring in from the damaged roof began to converge on the Bagua lines.
When the Zhu brothers saw this scene, they couldn't help but open their eyes.
The qi from the qi source is simply emitted outward, and it is extremely difficult to reach the level visible to the naked eye. If it is combined into patterns like Zhongxihou's, is it even more difficult? What kind of state is Zhongxihou's?
Zhu Jiannan was thinking about this question, and he was also thinking about it. In the entire Lincheng and the entire Yi Shuihan, how many people's martial arts skills could compare with Zhong Xihou?
Zhu Yinuo was also thinking about this issue. He was still resentful, hating that his natural Qi source was damaged and that he could not absorb Qi into patterns like Zhong Xihou. Not to mention the power, but the momentum was enough to intimidate people.
Kui Mulang couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly there, and he admired the cultivation of the Lord of the West. Is this the cultivation after the third level of Hongmeng? Can this be regarded as being connected with heaven and earth?
The location of Kuimu Langtanzhong acupoint began to feel hot, as if the Qi in his body was also attracted by Zhong Xihou's movements and couldn't help but want to rush out.
But Kuimulang finally suppressed the heat in his body. He knew in his heart that killing Zhong Xihou would be as difficult as climbing to the sky. But Kuimulang also believed in his own abilities. His abilities were not bad, and he was even considered a minor.
Success. It is not impossible to kill Zhong Xihou in a desperate fight.
Kuimulang was determined to fight to the death, not to kill Zhong Xihou, but just to let Zhu Yinuo know, to let Zhong Xihou know, and to let the world know that the way of the fast sword was not over.
Kui Mulang lowered his mahogany basalt sword in his hand, closed his eyes for a few deep breaths, and then opened his eyes in an instant, as if golden light was shooting out. This sword was not the nine-star flying ambush that existed in the world. This sword was named "Baili Yunwu".
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The sword was swung out, but only the sword was swung, but the extremely clear Qi around Zhong Xihou, the wind visible to the naked eye, was disrupted by Kui Mulang's sword swing.
The shape of the Bagua pattern was also destroyed. Zhong Xihou couldn't help but frown, and had to resist the incoming sword.
Zhong Xihou shouted, and hundreds of Qi Hua Fei Swords were shot out from the Bagua pattern. The Qi swords came with such ferocity that Kui Mulang had no choice but to change his moves, and made himself retreat with the move "White Wolf Cutting Water".
Then Kuimulang attacked again, slashing with a "Qian Mo Lin Luan". This sword seemed familiar, but it was a bit faster than the sword of Hai Qingkong, the swordsman raised by the Jinling Palace.
Thinking of Hai Qingkong, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but have a plan in mind. Then he moved his steps and thrust a sword at the same time. This sword has a name and an unknown name. When Hai Qingkong challenged Zhong Xihou, Zhong Xihou named it randomly, "Giant Gate"
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But Hai Qingkong is Hai Qingkong, and Kui Mulang is Kui Mulang. Hai Qingkong is indeed a good fast swordsman, but Kui Mulang is a top fast swordsman.
The sword struck down, as if it had hit Zhong Xihou. Unexpectedly, Zhong Xihou moved to avoid it and turned from defense to attack. Kui Mulang took advantage of the momentum of the sword swing and turned the sword edge and struck Zhong Xihou again.
This sword has no name, but it is just based on instinct and slight adjustment of the wrist.
Zhong Xihou was slightly shocked, but Zhu Jiannan in the corner saw the clue. It turned out that it was not Hai Qingkong who chose the wrong position in the palace that day, but the disparity in strength between the two parties, that's all.
Now Kuimu Lang is striking out one sword after another, with no gaps, smooth and sharp, even the spectators can't help but feel their blood boiling.
But the so-called clues do not mean knowing the past cognitive errors. After watching the two fighting for some time, Zhu Jiannan felt that there were many problems in Kui Mulang.
At the end, his eyes opened, and then his eyelids twitched. From the beginning to the end, this Kui Mulang did not activate Qi Yuan. What on earth was this Kui Mulang going to do?
On Zhong Xihou's side, the sword edge was approaching, so he had no choice but to send out the yellow sword again.
With his anger, Kui Mulang's sword was deflected. Then Zhong Xihou took hold of his hand and turned into an air blade, stabbing Kui Mulang. Kui Mulang narrowly avoided the sword on one side of his body. When the two of them crossed paths,
Zhongxihou asked softly: "Why do you keep retaining it, sir?"
After they separated, they each stood in one place, looking at each other. Kuimulang closed his eyes and shook his head slightly. Zhong Xihou could not help but frown slightly, and he really didn't know what the Taoist with the wolf-toothed mask wanted.
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In a life-and-death fight, how can there be time for contemplation? Kuimu Lang strikes again with a sword, and the swords are like one, like a cold light. This sword is called "Four Greens without Evil"!
Zhong Xihou couldn't help but jump up, tap the blade of the mahogany Xuanwu sword with his toes, and use the force to leap forward. In the air, Zhong Xihou did not forget to turn around and shoot out more than ten sword energy. The sword energy shot towards Kuimulang like a snake, and Kui
Timber Wolf struck out with more than a dozen swords in an instant. If one's eyesight was a little poorer, people would think that he only struck out with one sword.
The two of them went back and forth, each having their own advantages and disadvantages, and they continued fighting like this for nearly half an hour. By this point in the fight, they both began to feel tired and their breathing became a little heavier.
Zhu Yinuo looked at his brother and asked: "Brother, Zhong Xihou is dying, let Lei Niu take action and kill him!"
His eyes were bright and his face was full of smiles, as if the scene of the tragic death of Marquis Zhongxi had appeared before his eyes. Even the little overlord of Jinling had been thinking about how to humiliate the Lord of the West, the so-called unparalleled swordsman in the world. He would die before Marquis Zhongxi.
He pulled out his fingers one by one, and Zhong Xihou's painful and even distorted face seemed to appear before his eyes.
But Zhu Jiannan shook his head. Zhu Yinuo was unhappy for a moment and wanted to speak again, but it was Zhu Jiannan who explained to him first, saying: "Yinuo, when you kill someone, make sure that you never get it on your hands.
Blood. You can kill many people, but your hands must be clean."
Zhu Yinuo understood what Zhu Jiannan said, and although he nodded, the anger in his heart was hard to swallow.
After all, the two of them were just people watching the show, so it didn't matter. The two fighting men paused for a few moments, recovered some strength, and started fighting together again.
At this moment, it was Zhong Xihou who made the first move, still with the yellowish sword energy. This sword energy turned into nearly a hundred flying swords behind him again. This time, the flying swords were different from the previous one, and seemed to have substance.
If you listen carefully, you can still hear a faint buzzing sound.
Seeing these nearly a hundred flying swords transformed by sword energy, not only the Zhu family brothers were dumbfounded, but even Kui Mulang couldn't help but open his eyes wide.
Kui Mulang asked directly: "The way to control a sword?"
However, Zhong Xihou shook his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a smile, and then said: "I said that I will make you see the way of wielding a sword. But what I am using now is not that mysterious thing."
Kui Mulang nodded, but there was something in Zhong Xihou's words that he found interesting. The way to wield a sword is indeed mysterious, but your invisible sword seems to be real, and it is even more mysterious than the rumored immortal sword wielding.
Zhong Xihou waved his sword finger forward, and the flying swords transformed by the goose-yellow sword energy emitted cold light, and then shot toward Kuimulang with a rustling sound.
Kui Mu Lang swung the wooden sword in his hand, splitting the flying sword Qi into two pieces, but before he could relax, the flying sword that was broken into two parts instantly turned into two flying sword Qi swords, and attacked Kui Mu again.
Wolf.
After trying a few more times, Kui Mulang was finally sure that this sword energy flying sword could transform one into two, and two into four, and it would be endless.
But if you don't resist and just evade, you will eventually be caught.
Seeing Kuimu Lang fleeing in embarrassment, Zhu Yinuo frowned, with a worried look on his face. He looked at his brother again, but Zhu Jiannan still shook his head, and the meaning was very clear. Zhu Yinuo could only stomp helplessly.
He stamped his feet and looked at the two fighting men with a sad face.
Although Kui Mulang ran away, it was he who kept running away and found the flaw in this flying sword.
He continued to perform wonderful movements, whether he was rising and falling on the ground, or flying over the wall. Every time, he tapped the floor or wall with his toes, and then in an instant,
The explosion was aimed at Ling Yi.
Those sword-qi flying swords couldn't change their forward direction in an instant like his, and many of them hit the wall and the ground, and then turned into a pool of mist and dissipated.
As Kui Mulang fled, he caught a glimpse of the scene where the flying swords dissipated. The mouth with half of its lips under the visor couldn't help but curl up in a slight smile.
After flying for more than ten steps in a row, Kui Mulang exerted great force on the floor and made a hole in the floor, causing his body to stop its forward motion. Then the tip of the mahogany basalt sword touched the ground and he spun around, swinging the sword in his hand wildly.
The bright electric light appeared again, and when Kui Mulang swung out his sword, this time it shot out six electric currents as thin as gossamers. Then, before the sword energy flying sword could get closer, Kui Mulang pushed his feet again and jumped to somewhere else.
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The six currents penetrated the entire cloud of sword energy and flying swords. Zhong Xihou suffered from this current and immediately turned sideways in order to dodge.
Zhong Xihou then jumped to the left and felt a gust of wind. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, it was Kuimu Wolf. The Kuimu Wolf kept flying and after turning back several times, it was already heading towards him in the next direction.
Shoot out the electric current, then turn back and fly to attack a few times, everything is just a snap of your fingers.
Zhong Xihou galloped on the battlefield and fought life and death for more than ten years. His body was covered with deep and shallow wounds. In just a moment, Zhong Xihou had an idea to choose the lesser of two evils.
Zhong Xihou ignored the electric current that was about to be injected into his body. He clenched his hands and formed two air blades.
The body rotated, and nearly a hundred sword energy was shot out during the rotation. The cold light of the two swords in his hands drew a circle, and the sword energy was shot out during the rotation, which looked like a white mandala.
The golden light in Kui Mulang's eyes was exactly what he hoped for. He was seen leaning to one side, with the wooden sword in his hand pressed against the ground in a paddling motion, using his strength to quickly shoot in one direction.
After Kuimulang disappeared, the flying swords following Kuimulang were unable to change their direction in time and shot directly at Zhongxihou.
This sword energy flying sword came into contact with the sword energy that Zhong Xihou fired again, and they canceled each other out. Then he heard a "plop", Zhong Xihou once again covered his heart and knelt down on one knee.
Kui Mulang slowly walked over. The series of flying movements just now were too exhausting for his physical strength. At this moment, he was breathing rapidly, and even the Zhu family brothers in the corner could hear his breathing clearly.
"After all, it is made of Qi. No matter how it looks like a real sword, it is still an illusion."
A stream of electricity hit the side of Zhong Xihou's face. His face was a little numb and he couldn't speak clearly. But Zhong Xihou smiled, his laughter was arrogant, and then he felt the wind pouring in from the hole in the roof again, whistling.
The sound of the call was faintly like the roar of a big insect.
"Indeed, Gu Intangible's ability to transform swords is too mediocre after all, and his ability to transform swords from Qi is indeed not considered to be a sword-driving ability. But now that Gu has said it, he will let you know how to control a sword. So, sir, please
Just perish!"
Then Zhong Xihou roared and his momentum increased greatly. The howling wind began to rage, and the doors and windows of the martial arts hall collapsed in an instant.
Zhu Yinuo looked outside the martial arts hall. He didn't know when three or four teams had arrived, and nearly a hundred guards with swords in their hands were already lurking outside.
As Marquis Zhong Xi shouted, the swords in the hands of these guards trembled one after another, as if being summoned, they broke free from their masters and flew towards Marquis Zhong Xi.
One of the guards tried hard to hold the sword with both hands. Unexpectedly, the blade of the sword in his hand fell off the hilt, and then flew towards Zhong Xihou.
As for Zhong Xihou, his eyes were closed, his arms were open, and his hair was blowing in the wind. The swords were wrapped around him and flying in an orderly manner.
Then Zhong Xihou opened his eyes, stepped forward with his right foot, bent his arms, and pointed his elbows back. As if receiving the order, the swords flew behind Zhong Xihou one after another. The flying swords were arranged behind Zhong Xihou with their tips facing outward.
It looks like wings, floating there and buzzing.
Zhong Xihou's eyes were cold and devoid of emotion. Then he pointed his sword forward and shouted angrily: "The sword is flying - the phoenix feathers are dancing!"