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The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Duan He was practicing swords under the hands of the ghost gambling god, his master who was confused every day once taught Duan He: "Internal strength is not important, you will naturally have it when you need it." The exercises are not important, if you use the sword well, you will naturally have a way. But this speed is the most important thing. Even if you have tens of millions of pounds of strength, if you encounter an opponent with a strange speed, you will be beaten and have no power to fight back. ”

Therefore, Duan He has been learning speed with his master at the foot of the mountain for so many years. How to stab a sword out as quickly as possible, Duan He remembered the pain of inserting and pulling the sword 10,000 times a day, and he also remembered the wooden stakes and swords that were cut by himself.

It all became his greatest asset, and he had enough speed. This makes him play the sword without routine, but he is already three points better than others. Due to his fast speed, when he learned boxing and kicking with Master Wuzhen, Duan He was also much faster than others.

Internal force, Duan He needs. There was a time when it was needed, and it did.

Exercises, Duan He needs. When it was needed, it did.

The current Duan He is a complete jade, and there are only some details left to be carved. He was brought back to life by Lou Sang Erxian, but it stimulated the potential in his body. Coupled with Ju Siliang's miracle medicine, Duan He's internal strength increased exponentially. Exercises, Duan He studied his own "Thousand Changjue", although he failed to comprehend the true meaning, he already had half a prototype. Relying on what he learned from his own master, he is enough to become a first-class master in this world.

When Duan He stumbled, slipped down the stone steps, and took off in an instant. That's all that comes to mind. At that time, he was forced to go up the mountain by his father, and he practiced a foundation, and he had frequent adventures later, and now he is more than 20 years old, so he has such an ability. But in this way, he failed to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, and he failed to find the last trace of his father.

Slowly falling from the sky, Duan He used his last bit of strength to protect himself. But he was still too slow, he saw the Zen staff that Yong had to protect himself, and he saw the sword that Taishi Ruizhan had. But he couldn't dodge anything, and the sword had already pierced his chest before the staff arrived. The blade passed through the skin and penetrated Duan He's body that had been practicing martial arts for twenty years.

"You've lost!"

The sword was stuck in Duan He's chest, an inch, only an inch. Duan He seemed to feel as if a thousand steel blades were hitting his body together, his strength was lost, and it was his own hard bones that resisted this sword.

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood spelled out from Duan He's mouth, and after a few steps, Duan He fell down the stone steps with a heavy sound.

Yong had already looked at the fallen Duan He, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. took back the Zen staff and hurriedly asked a few little monks to go up to save Duan He.

"Wait!"

Tai Shi Ruizhan waved his hand, and several little monks were blocked out.

"Donor, the winner has been decided, why do you have to take the lives of others? When is the time for retribution? "Forever sighed.

Tai Shi Ruizhan stared at Duan He and said, "The victory is not scored, and I haven't pulled out this sword yet." ”

With that, Taishi Ruizhan slowly stepped forward. The sword was inserted into Duan He's left chest, but Tai Shi Ruizhan was blocked by a force when he inserted it, and he knew best in his heart that this sword did not hurt Duan He's vital point.

After walking a few steps, Tai Shi Ruizhan walked to the side of Duan He's body. Slowly put his hand on the handle of the sword, and the internal force surged.

Taishi Ruizhan's sword was not pulled out, but inserted in. I don't know where it came from, Tai Shi Ruizhan tried his best to insert this sword into it, but he couldn't move a single bit.

Duan He opened his eyes suddenly.

"Yikes!"

Duan He shouted, his whole body flipped to the right, and the sword opened a big hole in his left chest, and blood gushed out. Duan He didn't care about this, but after getting up, he directly picked up his long sword and stabbed it like Taishi Ruizhan.

Tai Shi Ruizhan had already taken precautions, and hurriedly held the sword in his hand and scuffled with Duan He. As the fight continued, Duan He's blood flowed all over the ground, and the stone steps were all Yin Yin's red.

After a few fights, Duan He suddenly jumped up, and the sword was used as a knife, and he slashed over with a sword. Tai Shi Rui occupied the sword to stop it, but his soft sword failed to harden, and he was taken a few steps back by this split.

Everyone was full of surprise, and the most surprised was Yongji. It looked like Duan He had been defeated just now, but he didn't expect to have such an ability.

Duan He stood there covered in blood, his face full of anger.

"I, Duan He, was forced by your group to learn swordsmanship, and I was forced to practice that boring kung fu. If they don't have to be against me, I should live my life in one place at this time. You all want my life like that? ”

Duan He roared, and the sword in his hand rushed towards Tai Shi Rui again.

Tai Shi Ruizhan had just experienced the fight, and it was difficult to recover from his exhaustion for a while, but he didn't expect Duan He to be so turbulent. He could only resist and retreat at the same time, relying on his superb swordsmanship to stop Duan He's several swords.

After a few more fights, Duan He gradually felt weak. The blood flowed more and more, and Duan He didn't dare to be reckless, so he took a few jumps and returned to Yongji's back.

"Donor, go up the mountain quickly, there are monks to cure." Yong has said.

Duan He was not polite, and turned around and walked up the mountain.

Looking at the back, I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Duan He has been defeated, everyone rushed up the mountain with me!" ”

These words were very imposing, but everyone looked at each other for a long time and didn't see who said it. Regardless of this, everyone was gearing up to go up the mountain.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the poor monk has something to say."

Yong had suppressed everyone's ears, Wang Duan's face was cloudy, and the Guoyang Sect didn't dare to move. Na Lu He retreated and did not leave. Only the Tanglin faction under Zheng Fa didn't stop when they heard this, and rushed forward.

A group of monks stood at the front, holding Shaolin sticks in their hands and fighting with everyone. This fight can no longer be contained. The Wudang faction also joined the battlefield, and the Kunlun faction and the Guoyang sect each sent some people out to fight in the mountains together.

Yong Ji didn't care about his identity as a monk at this time, and the Zen staff in his hand went back and forth and didn't know how many people were injured. Guarding with the monks, retreating all the way to the mountain. The stone steps were covered with blood and corpses, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of grief.

"Retribution, when is it?"

Yong had already sighed, but the Zen staff in his hand had increased a little strength.

The momentum is surging, but the momentum of going up the mountain is not fierce. Neither the Guoyang Sect nor the Kunlun Sect made a big move, and a bunch of people slowly walked forward behind. Only the Tanglin faction and some Wudang factions who fought in front of them, many people fell down in wailing.

rushed for a while and came to the Buddha gate of Shaolin Temple.