Hu Yong didn't wait for his opponent to get close, and swung his swords several times. Huo Ruyi shot at the nine sunsets. He was as powerful as the emperors flying dragons. He came like thunder and then stopped his anger, and ended up like the clear light of the river and sea, which attracted a lot of exclamations.
Wei Shiqi stopped and was surprised. He started dancing with his sword before he even got close. Could it be that he had mastered the invisible sword energy and could kill people ten steps away? This must be guarded against. Hu Yong couldn't hold back, and danced more and more urgently, "yellow sand is far up", "yangguan triple fold", "long river sunset", "clouds across Qinling", "snow embraces blue pass", there are endless exquisite moves, but He can't even threaten his opponent in the slightest.
Wei Shiqi finally understood. It turned out that Hu Yong had only practiced routines and had no serious experience in fighting with others. He remembered that there were two words commonly used to describe this kind of opponent, fleshy feet.
He shook his head, stepped forward, swung the iron rod and struck it with one strike, impartially, and hit the back of the sword hard. Hu Yong felt the tiger's mouth heat up, and shouted "Ouch", Zhan Lu Jian took off his hand and flew out, straight into the sky. Hu Yong seemed to hear the groan of his beloved sword and felt heartbroken. He actually forgot that Wei Shiqi was still standing in front of him. He looked up at the sky and saw the sword rushing down from the sky like a dragon. He did not dare to catch it with his bare hands. He jumped a few steps away in a hurry.
Zhang Jinghe let out a long sigh, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and the Zhanlu Sword flew down diagonally and fell into her hand. She bowed to Xun Ye with a gloomy face and said, "I lost this match."
The Song brothers wanted to cheer for their senior brother, but he won so easily that he couldn't speak. Qin Zhen's eyes widened. As bright as a star, with a pursed smile, Zhang Jinghe's disciples sighed with regret, and Hu Yong was even more unconvinced. He felt that Wei Shiqi was not proficient in swordsmanship at all. He was just throwing a fire stick at random. He was just lucky. How could he know that he There are all kinds of subtleties in the virtual and actual changes in sword moves.
Wei Shiqi's mood was waning and he turned his attention to Xin Laoyao. Xu Li gave Xin Laoyao a push and encouraged him, "Young man, come on, show him the color, and I'll treat you to a drink later!"
Deng Yuantong frowned and said, "Mo You must underestimate the enemy."
Xin Laoyao nodded and said, "I have been beaten twice. If I want to underestimate the enemy, it should be underestimated by the enemy named Wei. How can I underestimate the enemy? !"
Lu Shizhong waved his hand to dismiss him. Xin Laoyao was very steady. After Xun Ye signaled, he came to Wei Shiqi with a sharp sword.
The Chongyang Heavy Sword is three feet and three inches long, two inches and seven inches wide, eight inches thick, and weighs eighty kilograms. It is more like an iron bar than a flying sword. No one believes that this weight is The sword can "fly".
"We meet again. This is the third time we have fought!" Xin Laoyao took the lead in saying hello to him.
"Yes, in a blink of an eye, you can condense the Tao embryo."
"You are not slow, it is not easy to get to where you are today with just one innate talent." Mr. Xin Yao clenched the heavy sword with both hands and raised it flatly in front of him, "Xiao Xin, I can't hold back the heavy sword. If you want to surrender, you must surrender as soon as possible."
The two of them each walked around half a circle and raised their hands in unison. Weapons, fight each other with one move.
WeiSeventeen used the energy of Gen Earth to move the iron rod, and Xin Laoyao used the energy of sharp gold to move the heavy sword. Before the swords and sticks met, there was a sonic boom of "crackling", followed by a loud noise, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. , which made everyone's ears buzzing, and everyone changed their colors.
The two of them both retreated ten feet away, their arms were sore and weak, and their blood was surging. Wei Shiqi was the first to regain his composure, and suddenly used the "Crazy Demon Stick Technique". An iron rod flew up and down, knocking his opponent down. Trapped in a ball of black light, the dark yellow light appeared and disappeared. Xin Laoyao used his heavy sword to parry, but he was tired of dealing with it.
The swords and sticks struck each other frequently, and the dull sound of impact was endless. Hu Yong took a breath of air, and then he realized that Wei Shiqi had clearly shown mercy before. , I am just afraid that I will die without a burial place.
Xi Huzi's eyes lit up. The Chixia Valley sword debate was about to begin. He was worried about the lack of disciples in his sect who could compete with other elite disciples. Unexpectedly, among this group of trial disciples, he suddenly discovered two disciples. Talent can be created. That's all for Xin Lao Yao. He heard Deng Yuantong mention that the Nine Innate Apertures and the Five Elements are close to gold, which is a good talent for practicing epee. He didn't expect that Wei Shiqi was so fierce and suppressed Xin Lao Yao with his "Crazy Demon Stick Technique". Simple.
He glanced at Xun Ye and thought to himself that the Crazy Demon Stick Technique was passed down to Wei Shiqi from him, and his eldest disciple’s vision had always been extremely accurate.
Deng Yuantong, however, became more and more frightened as he watched. Epee emphasizes hard bridges and hard horses, relying on the strong to bully the weak, with no real or false changes. This style of fighting is the stupidest, most vulgar, and most criticized and looked down upon among swordsmen. One kind, but before the sword cultivator breaks through the sword qi barrier, this is also the strongest style of fighting. The opponents of Chixia Valley's sword theory can only practice sword radiance at most. The heavy sword targets the weak point of the flying sword and breaks it with force. By coincidence, he was almost invincible—didn’t his calculations go unnoticed from Xun Ye?
The two fighting in Qingshidi reached a deadlock. Although Wei Shiqi had the upper hand, he could not attack for a moment. Xin Laoyao was trapped in a corner, but he was extremely resilient, with a heavy sword three times in front of him Ruler, keep it watertight.
It was a bit boring for everyone to watch. One of the two rough guys was holding a fire stick and the other was holding an iron bar. They were hitting each other. They were not cool at all and not pleasing to the eye at all. What kind of swords were they? Fix the means to fight the enemy! Only a few people can realize the danger in it, and see that Wei Shiqi is actually getting faster in one direction. The intersection of swords and sticks changes from rain hitting banana trees to showers hitting new lotuses, as if there is no end.
The vitality in the two people's bodies was rapidly depleted. Xin Laoyao finally dug through thirteen acquired orifices, and his vitality was deep. He estimated that Wei Shiqi had reached the end of his strength, so he responded more calmly, and was determined to kill his opponent. Use up until the lamp runs out of oil.
During the fierce fight, Wei Shiqi suddenly used the move "Qiankun Throw", and the iron rod flew out of his hand and flew straight towards Xin Laoyao's chest. This move was unexpected, and Xin Lao Yao was shocked. He hurriedly raised his epee to parry. In his haste, he couldn't use his strength, and his wrist was shaken. The epee was smashed against his chest and deeply sunk into his muscles.
Wei Shiqi had been planning for a long time. As soon as he threw the iron rod, he rushed forward and used his skills.Three punches were thrown in an instant, as fast as a meteor. One punch hit Xin Laoyao's right arm, and the arm bone was broken immediately. The second punch was concentrated on his lower abdomen, making him bend over and arch his back as big as a big dog, and blood spurted out from his mouth. , the third punch went straight to the temple, the punch was less than three inches away from the vital point, and he suddenly stopped it.
The iron rod clattered to the ground. Young Xin's eyes widened and he was unsteady on his feet. He supported his body with his heavy sword and said with a wry smile: "Thank you... for your... kindness..."
Wei Shiqi stretched out his foot to pick up the iron rod, held it firmly in his hand, and said "acceptance."
Xi Huzi twirled his beard and nodded, smiling. The small competition showed him something extraordinary, and his two disciples, Xun Ye and Deng Yuantong, both gave him a surprise.