Demon Sword Ding Peng, the sword technique he masters is the most advanced martial arts sword technique in the Demon Sect, called Divine Sword Slash.
It is said that although this sword technique has no changes, it contains the essence of all changes in sword techniques.
Because the sword technique, position, time, strength, and speed used when this sword is released are all accurately calculated, it can bring out all the power to the limit.
In Jiang Dali's view, this sword technique is actually somewhat similar to the Dugu Nine Swordsmanship.
There are no fixed moves and methods. It emphasizes intention rather than form. It contains all kinds of amazing changes at any time, and what is even more amazing than the changes is the intention, the magical sword intention!
Therefore, the sword intent bursting out in Sad Xiaodao's eyes became more and more pure, the kind of moment when he entered self-forgetfulness and completely forgot about himself, leaving only the purest sword intent. Jiang Dali's expression also began to become solemn.
Undoubtedly, Sad Knife, a pure swordsman who can enter a state of selflessness at any time, forget his moves, forget everything, and only sees the knife, is indeed the most suitable candidate to understand the magical sword intention that "cannot be expressed in words but can only be understood".
Buzz buzz——
As if feeling the pure sword intent concentrated on the sad knife, the long knife behind the sad knife suddenly buzzed and trembled, and the sad knife suddenly took a step forward.
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The soles of his feet landed on the ground, and a whirlwind blew up from the ground. It was like a knife cutting through the ground, cutting ravines into the ground.
Ning Su and Li Jianfeng, who had originally calm expressions with a hint of sarcasm, were suddenly surprised, and their expressions changed. Suddenly, there seemed to be a silent thunder exploding the moment the sad knife took a step, which made their hearts suddenly shake.
A thud.
Knife intention!
A sword intent that was like a muffled thunder pressing over the head was highly condensed in the eyes of the sad knife that was tightly clenched in both hands.
Ning Su and Li Jianfeng both felt as if they had been hit hard by a sharp knife when they looked into Sad Little Knife's eyes. Their eyes stung, and their heads felt more like they had been split open. The panel reminded them that they had all suffered from the demonic knife intent.
The impact was so heart-wrenching.
"The sword comes out to cut off the soul!"
Jiang Dali had a strange look on his face as he stared closely at the knife intent concentrated in Sad Little Knife's eyes.
His eyes were cold and calm, as immovable as a mountain, and like a rock standing on the seashore. No matter how big the waves hit, it would only break into pieces.
The sword intent that could make Ning Su and Li Jianfeng feel traumatized just by looking at it, could not shake his mind at all.
"Draw out the sword! Your current sword intention alone cannot hurt me. Let me see how you can exert the power of the magic sword in a state of selflessness!"
Jiang Dali held his hands behind his back, stretched out one, and said an invitation with a smile.
Sad Xiaodao's eyes tightened, and he was almost driven out of self-consciousness by this mental confrontation. Sweat broke out on his forehead and face.
The weak will be hurt, the strong will be broken!
If this kind of "mental" collision cannot shake the opponent, he himself will also have to bear the damage of the mental collision.
If Ding Peng had come in person, the scene would never be like this.
But the sad knife is not Ding Peng.
Although he has outstanding talent, his background is shallow after all, and he cannot shake Jiang Dali's indestructible mind with just the power of the sword.
In his eyes, Jiang Dali was like a majestic and unshakable mountain, like a god or a troll. Although the opponent could not send out thunder and lightning, he could change the mood of the situation and beat him to pieces.
"knife!!"
The sad knife thought of the knife that Ding Peng taught him, shouted wildly, punched his fists, and suddenly jumped out like a horse leaping over the Tan River, and punched out his tightly clenched fists like hammering a watermelon.
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The air tears!
In an instant, his energy and blood, including his internal energy, fluctuated violently and dropped a lot in an instant.
But the sword intention was even more intense and pure, so much so that the long sword behind it buzzed and trembled loudly, as if it was about to be unsheathed at any time.
The fist was like a big knife, the energy was released, the air was cut and torn, like a huge stone weighing on Jiang Dali's chest.
A strong knife intent that seemed to contain demonic nature suddenly erupted from the sad little knife in the middle of his mouth and mouth.
This loud shout was accompanied by a choking sound and the sound of a sword being unsheathed. It was like the wake-up call of a tantric enlightenment, or the psychedelic bewitchment of the devil's voice in the magic of the devil.
But this is the sound of the knife——
The knife is a murderous weapon, and the sound of the knife is even more terrifying. It is like a dull thunder, seeming to break out of the shackles of thick clouds, tear the clouds apart, and free yourself.
Even Li Jianfeng and Ning Su, who were not the first to bear the brunt, felt their hearts shaken at that moment, and their hearts were filled with the pressure of the sword. In their eyes, they only saw a dazzling lightning-like sword light rising into the sky, and their whole bodies could not help but tremble.
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The opponent's knife seems to have a magical power, oppressing people's souls and bringing great fear.
Only at this moment did they realize how ridiculous their previous mocking thoughts were.
The spirit and form merge into one, moving like ghosts and gods.
Only the weak aim to destroy other people's bodies.
Even Jiang Dali couldn't help but be moved at this moment.
But his movements were not slow at all.
Although the knife intention of the Sad Knife was terrifying and terrible, it still could not completely make him lose his mind.
His hand is a palm knife.
Cut it out with one knife!
Suddenly a strong wind cut his face, and his fists collided with each other with a sad knife.
There was a crisp sound.
Sad Xiaodao's arm was twisted and broken.
But in his selfless state, he didn't care about the pain at all, and suddenly followed the force of the impact and passed diagonally to the side and rear of Jiang Dali.
When the other arm reached its highest point, he grabbed the knife over his head, his body spun up under the impact, and he slashed out with the knife. He opened his mouth and yelled: "Cut!!"
The chopping sound was still rolling on the tip of the tongue, and the demonic sword intent exploded more purely. A flash of sword light ripped through the sky like a thunderbolt, aiming at the back of Jiang Dali's neck and slashing down.
Rumble——
The light of the knife met the moonlight and cloud shadows, like a dazzling lightning tearing apart the clouds, rushing past rapidly, and the sound of the knife roaring was like the roar of huge thunder, which made people's hearts tighten, their souls trembled, and their scalps were numb!!
It's a long story, but it's just a knife shot with the power of lightning after the opponent's arm was broken.
"What a pure sword intention! What a subtle calculation."
Jiang Dali's eyes narrowed, and even he felt the hair on his body standing on end at this moment with a sense of threat.
Moreover, the angle of the opponent's sudden stance and the angle of his sword attack turned out to be a blind spot for his attack.
Moreover, the opponent's sword cleverly borrowed the force he had just struck, which was equivalent to borrowing his strength to strike at himself.
At this time, he has many ways to directly blast the opponent away.
But those methods are not sword skills and sword moves, so they are meaningless.
Jiang Dali shouted coldly, still making a long sword in his hand, glowing with green gold, his arm made a clicking sound at the moment when he used the Bone Shrinking Technique, and suddenly twisted back and punched out, at an incredible angle, aiming at the sword that fell like a bolt from the blue.
Swipe away with the knife!
call!--!
It's like a mighty spring breeze carrying an unparalleled momentum and rushing past.
The sword and ax cannot be cut, but the inspiration is endless. The breeze sweeps away the remaining snow, and the gentle spirit brings spring back.
The powerful sword of love!
Two knives collide.
A sonorous explosion was heard.
The hundred-forged steel knife in Sad Little Knife's hand was dented and twisted, and blood was pouring from the tiger's mouth. However, the knife-holding arm still firmly grasped the handle of the knife. The moment it made a clicking sound, he suddenly threw out the steel knife in his hand along the twisted arm.
At the same time, negative energy surged up, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Phew!——
This mouthful of blood spit out was like a sudden flying knife, striking directly at the back of Xiang Dali's head.
In conjunction with the thrown steel knife, it turned into two sword attacks, killing Jiang Dali.
The knife flew out like a crescent moon, spinning wildly and cutting the air with the help of Jiang Dali's "broken arm power" to kill Jiang Dali.
The knife was like a bloody lightning flashing out of a gap in the clouds, a magical knife!
These two strikes were completely unexpected by Jiang Dali.
I never expected that under such circumstances, Sad Knife could still produce a knife.
Even if his skin was as thick as his, he could instantly feel the threat coming from the air cutting between the back of his head and the other side.
The move of spitting blood out of the opponent's mouth and turning it into a sword contains unimaginable damage, and is obviously a unique martial art.
The thrown steel knife used his power to spin and fly out. With his strength, it could naturally pose a threat to himself.
Not only that, one of the two swords came from behind, and the other one was spinning in the air like a bat, and the angle was extremely tricky.
boom!!
The body-protecting Qi of Dali's magical skill instantly burst out from Jiang Dali's body, rushing out, exuding a fiery aura, directly knocking away the blood-turned-knives that shot towards him, and knocked away the steel that was cut in an arc like a bat.
The knife also knocked away the sad figure of the knife.
Bang!
The sad silhouette of the knife fell to the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His energy and blood almost fell to the bottom and he almost died. Even now, he was still falling slowly.
His expression did not show any loss, he was still in a state of selflessness, but a smile gradually appeared on his face.
Ning Su and Li Jianfeng were both stunned.
The fight just now happened so quickly, in the blink of an eye, the fight between the two was over.
But both of them could see it clearly.
Sad Little Knife actually made incredible moves many times, which made people unable to guard against it. Moreover, the moves were all desperate moves, which were extremely brutal.
If the opponent were not the village leader, if either of them were to attack, they would probably be killed without even being able to survive two sword blows.
Jiang Dali stood there, looking at the sad Xiaodao who was still laughing when his blood was about to fall to the bottom, and sighed lowly.
"The Demon Sword Ding Peng really deserves his reputation. In terms of sword skills alone, he is indeed much better than me. If I had tried sword skills with him just now, I would have already lost!"
Sad Xiaodao laughed hoarsely, "But you are not defeated, it is me who is defeated."
Jiang Dali shook his head, "I have used martial arts other than sword skills to overwhelm others with strength, so I can't really beat you in sword skills."
Sad Xiaodao also shook his head, "Unfortunately, it's not me who can beat you in swordsmanship, but Master Ding.
After I told him about your sword, he once said that your sword skills can certainly overcome ingenuity with force and cut through a thousand pieces with force.
But if someone is willing to sacrifice his life to use skill and strength, borrow your power to defeat your unchanging sword moves, and then use more subtle changes in sword skills to catch you off guard, there is still a chance to defeat you. But just now, you also attacked my subordinates.
Be merciful, otherwise I won't be able to make so many changes."
"Not bad!" Jiang Dali nodded and admitted.
It is indeed beneath his status and dignity to let him deal with a player with all his strength from the beginning.
However, this is the biggest weakness of the strong.
The reason why many strong people die at the hands of the weak is often because of the so-called dignity and reputation, which makes people paralyzed and careless and capsizes the ship.
If he had just struck out with a thunderous blow and unleashed a powerful sword, the sad knife would have exploded into blood mist immediately. How could there be so many opportunities to use the injury to gain strength.
However, he also wanted to learn from Ding Peng, so he deliberately kept his hand. In the end, the knife he learned from Ding Peng did surprise and alert him.
His martial arts, including swordsmanship, has always been about using strength to overcome skill, without much change.
The sword technique is just one sword, suppressing the space and forcing the enemy to compete with him for strength.
The palm technique is to strike out with one palm, so oppressive that the enemy has to fight him desperately.
However, if these methods are used against a master of swordsmanship like Ding Peng who attacks the enemy mentally and can forcibly break through a suppressed situation, they will appear to be too rigid, and they will easily be targeted and attacked by the opponent.
"The village...the village master, he is about to die. Do you want to treat him?"
At this moment, Ning Su's voice came, and he couldn't help but step forward to remind Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali looked at the sad knife, and saw that the opponent's energy and blood had slowly dropped to almost the bottom.
Sad Xiaodao smiled calmly and said, "My purpose of coming here has been achieved. Now that my arms are broken, there is no other way to cure it except death.
Master Jiangzhai, the hall master has agreed to what you said and asked me to tell you that once it is completed, everything you want will be given to you.
The letter he asked me to deliver was in my arms and I left!"
Swish——
A flash of white light.
Sad Xiaodao died on the spot with no energy and blood, leaving only a pile of clothes and a letter on the spot.
Li Jianfeng quickly stepped forward to pick up the letter and turned to hand it to Jiang Dali.
"It's a pity that he is so strong. This death will definitely cause his strength to drop a lot. This is why we aliens are afraid of death even though we can resurrect after death."
Ning Su sighed, and the words were obviously meant for Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali opened the letter and shook his head and said, "You are wrong. Sad Little Knife is an anomaly among you strangers. If I guessed correctly, he must have died often to learn the magic knife's meaning from Ding Peng so quickly.
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Li Jianfeng was shocked, "Then why is he still so strong?"
"Because of actual combat, because he practices in a state of selflessness every day, even if he eats, drinks, sleeps, and walks, but others can't. With such crazy practice, one day for him can be worth a week for others.
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Ning Su and Li Jianfeng were shocked when they heard this.
Indeed, in the world of mixed martial arts, the most convenient way to quickly improve your cultivation points and potential points, in addition to completing various tasks, is to continue actual combat and practice.
However, how many people are willing to engage in such boring practice and practice every day?
Four words popped up in their minds - masters are lonely!
If you can't endure the unbearable loneliness of ordinary people, how can you become a true master!?
In comparison, they were previously complacent and claimed to be better than many players, but when compared with people like Sad Knife, they felt deeply ashamed.
Jiang Dali glanced at the two confidants who had realized something, and felt relieved with a smile in his eyes.
In fact, there was one thing he didn't say, for fear of offending these two people.
If what he expected was correct, the state of self-forgetfulness and solipsism should also increase the speed of cultivation, which is the most precious thing.
Therefore, if you understand this rare artistic conception of Ting Shui and Sad Knife, your future achievements will definitely not be low.
Jiang Dali opened the letter and looked at it.
"...Lord Yun has given instructions that if Feng Ying can be supported to secure his position as the Lord of Lingjiu Palace, all the forces under our Yun family can become the closest allies of Black Wind Village.
In addition, some fragments of ancient books that you need involve the secrets of our family. I don’t know where you learned that we have such ancient books. Master Yun said that he can give you some of them as a token of sincerity for cooperation.
Finally... from the various information and indications we have about the aristocratic family supporting the Black Alliance, it is likely that the Wang family and the Left Alliance joined forces.
——Listen to the water.”
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