Chapter 41: The Flying Swordsman Ah Fei

The old man Tianji had retreated into the distance with Sun Xiaohong, and Zhang Xiaomei also stood away from afar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chu Yang stood quietly, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and the other hand behind his back, very casual, but the qi around his body was as round as one, without a trace of flaws.

"I'm going to shoot, go all out!"

Guo Songyang felt the pressure, a very great pressure, as if facing an unshakable mountain, but the blood in his body was rushing and roaring, and the fighting spirit was soaring.

Stepping out of the sword, like a meteor flashing.

"What a fast sword, such a sharp attack. ”

Chu Yang's eyes narrowed, the speed of this sword made him feel the pressure more or less, and his footsteps moved, but he easily dodged it.

Guo Songyang's swordsmanship is completely unfolded, the sword intent is fierce, indestructible, and very fast, a sword is as fast as a sword, dense, like raindrops, and there is a kind of majestic momentum, such as the arrival of a sacred mountain, destroying everything.

Terrible people, terrible swords.

However, Chu Yang swayed left and right, his footsteps turned, and he dodged all the swords.

Swish......!

Piercing the last sword, Guo Songyang stepped back, his eyes getting cold: "Why don't you fight back?"

"I just want to see your swordsmanship, it's amazing!"

Chu Yang said calmly.

The corners of Guo Songyang's mouth twitched, his eyes drooped, he looked at Chu Yang's feet, and exclaimed: "Under my attack, your footsteps moved, and you didn't even leave a radius of one meter. I am amazed by your reaction, and next, I hope you will do your best, even if I am killed by you, I will not resent. I just hope that seeing amazing swordsmanship will open my eyes. ”

"As you wish!"

Swish......!

Chu Yang nodded, raised the peerless sword, and it was the sword shadow in the sky, Xiao Se's killing intent, the edge as fast as lightning, and the sword qi that invaded the divine soul, making Guo Songyang's face change wildly, and he had a feeling of facing a storm, which was irresistible and unshakable.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

He retreated, trying to dodge the sword net.

Kenji!

Sword Three!

Sword Five!

Sword Nine!

Sword Thirteen!

Sword Eighteen!

Sword Twenty-Two!

Chu Yang's sword was as fast as a sword, and he used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique from beginning to end, and also forced Guo Songyang back a whole kilometer, without the slightest strength to fight back, and he couldn't even resist.

Swish......!

Chu Yang put away his sword and stood up, and said with a smile: "How is my Holy Spirit Sword Technique?"

Whew......huh!

Guo Songyang stood still at this time, he gasped for breath, there was white mist on the top of his head, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his back was soaked, his face was flushed, his eyes were palpitating, and he was shocked to the extreme.

"This, this is the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and there really is such a ghostly sword technique in the world?"

He was really horrified.

Ever since Chu Yang came out of the sword, he involuntarily rotated with the opponent's sword intent, step by step, and was forced to retreat, like a marionette.

The waves of the sea, a flat boat.

There was a feeling of tearing in my heart.

"Originally, there were only twenty-two styles of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, but later the master realized that the sword was twenty-three, and the power was too strong, so it could only hide the edge. Chu Yang's sword pointed at the sky and said indifferently, "Then according to the sword theory of the twenty-three swords, summarize the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and then form three swords, which are the Shura Sword Technique." This sword technique is not as good as Sword Twenty-three, but it is better than the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, do you want to try it?"

Guo Songyang's eyes suddenly brightened, his weakened aura suddenly soared, he also straightened up, and said without thinking: "You can see the true face of the sword, and you will die without regrets, please take action!"

As he spoke, he made a big salute.

"Good!"

Chu Yang didn't say much, the sword momentum was together, and the evil aura spread out like a monstrous wave, making Guo Songyang's pupils shrink to the size of a needle, his face was pale, and his whole body trembled.

He seemed to see everything collapsing, the world was miserable, and his heart trembled, and he couldn't move.

"This is the sinking of the world!"

Chu Yang's voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells, the voice was faint, the sword light was cold, and in an instant, it had left eighteen sword marks on Guo Songyang's body.

The clothes were torn, but they didn't hurt the skin.

Guo Songyang, who was almost numb, trembled fiercely.

"This is the fragrance of the sea of blood!"

Chu Yang's sword light turned, and his breath changed again, and it was terrifying, and it actually affected the surroundings, turning this area into Senluo Hell, and a sea of blood faintly appeared, and the corpses and bones were like mountains, floating and sinking.

Guo Songyang still stood still, his breath was sluggish, his expression was sluggish, trembling, and he was about to fall.

Even the old man of Tianji, who was watching the battle from a distance, had his pupils narrowed, his face changed wildly, and he was shocked.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's such a powerful killing machine, let alone resisting, even if you look at it, your mind is taken away, your mind is suppressed, how can you resist?"

Cold sweat also broke out on the forehead of the old man of Tianji.

Swish......!

Chu Yang put away his sword and stood, the third sword was not used, "The third sword is called Shura Hell, once it is urged, it will inevitably damage your spirit and bring indelible wounds. Then your life will be ruined. ”

Guo Songyang was silent for a long time, his breath was depressed to the extreme, like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time. Slowly, he began to recover, and his eyes were bright.

"Seeing this sword, I have no regrets in this life!" Guo Songyang let out a long sigh, "I just realized that the self-righteous swordsmanship I practiced before is not as good as bullshit." ”

"No!" Chu Yang shook his head, "Thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, there is no simple foundation, how can there be towering high-rise buildings?" Besides, it's not that you can't do it, but your knowledge is insufficient, if you have such a mastery, you may not lose to me." ”

"No!" Guo Songyang said, "The same swordsmanship, with different comprehensions, will have very different results." ”

The old man of Tianji walked over slowly and exclaimed: "Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Shura Sword Technique, as soon as these two sword techniques come out, there is no sword in the rivers and lakes, you should be the first." ”

"There is no doubt about this, even if Xiao Li is flying in front of him, I am afraid it will be difficult to shake this kind of swordsmanship!" Guo Songyang said, and made a big salute to Chu Yang, "Sir, I have a reluctant request, and I hope to agree." ”

The title has changed, and he has also completely obeyed Chu Yang, as a senior master, and expressed his admiration.

"Say!"

After a year of cultivation, he also suppressed a lot of anger, and the competition with Guo Songyang just now was to vent, but now that his depression is exhausted, Chu Yang's mood is much better.

"I want to follow Mr. and practice swordsmanship!"

Guo Songyang was very respectful.

"Of course you can!" Chu Yang smiled, "You have your sword path, I have my sword technique, mutual communication can promote growth, why not!"

"Thank you!"

Guo Songyang also smiled, but his face was still flushed, obviously the energy was consumed too much just now, and it was difficult to recover for a while.

"Are you welcome to the little old man, our grandparents and grandchildren?"

went to the heart knot, saw Chu Yang's horror again, and guessed Chu Yang's identity, and couldn't help but have some thoughts, and took advantage of Guo Songyang's east wind to put forward ideas.

"As the so-called family has an old man, if there is a treasure, of course you can't ask for it!"

Chu Yang laughed.

Old Man Tianji and Guo Songyang also laughed.

Just as a few people were about to leave, Chu Yang's eyes froze and looked at the other side of the river.

"What's the matter?" the old man of Tianji was stunned, turned his head to look, his eyes narrowed, and the essence flashed, and he exclaimed, "What a piece of jade, what a pair of sword bones." ”

"But at the age of eight or nine, his eyes are resolute and sharp like an eagle, and he will become a great weapon in the future. After Guo Songyang saw it, he also exclaimed, "If you cultivate it well, over time, it will definitely move the rivers and lakes." ”

"Now that he has found it, he can't let his pearl be dusted!"

Chu Yang said, jumped up, fluttering in white clothes, treading on the waves, like an immortal, in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the opposite bank, came to a big tree, and looked at the little boy leaning on the locust tree.

The little boy carried in his hand two fish dressed in straw ropes, and had no shoes except for a rudimentary animal skin skirt around his waist.

Obviously, this is a child from a poor family, but his eyes are bright, like the stars at night, and it is unforgettable at first glance.

"What's your name?"

Chu Yang looked at the little boy and asked gently.

"Everyone else calls me Ah Fei!"

The little boy's voice was crisp and wary.

"Ah Fei, do you still have a family?"

Chu Yang frowned, revealing a look of surprise, and then said.

Ah Fei shook his head, but looking at Chu Yang's gaze, in addition to vigilance, there was also a hint of eager desire.

Just now he saw the fight on the other side, and he couldn't linger.

"Then come with me!"

Chu Yang smiled and stretched out his hand.

The little boy hesitated, but when he saw Chu Yang's sincere eyes, he stretched out his little hand.