Chapter 62 Uneven, Yin and Yang Blades

The long sword has the heaviness of a sword, and the heavy sword shows the elegance of the sword. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two seem to be chaotic, but there is a way in the chaos.

If it's just one, it's weird, but it's not hard to understand.

But after the sword is combined, the sword technique complements the sword path, and the sword path complements the sword technique, like a woven net, which is surprisingly tight.

Situ Xing looked at it with some appreciation, it was really a whimsical idea, and it could even be said to be a little incredible, if it weren't for the deep understanding of the knife technique in the illusion world, he really couldn't crack it.

I really underestimated the heroes of the world before.

The person who invented this set of swordsmanship and swordsmanship must have a high attainment in martial arts.

He even saw the uneven shadow of the Yin and Yang Blade in it, but unfortunately, Peng Wanli did not get the complete inheritance at all, and he did not get the essence of the gods.

"Yin and Yang Blade!"

Peng Wanli's swords danced wildly, and cold light intertwined.

Situ Xing's face remained unchanged, his body was like a ghost, and although Peng Wanli's sword was sharp, it was always the slightest difference from Situ Xing.

"Click!"

The swords struck together, and a sharp cold light flashed. A thigh-thick tree was cut off at the waist, but Situ Xing's body was like a leaf falling in the wind.

No matter how Peng Wanli took out the knife, the tip of the knife was always a line off, and he couldn't touch Situ Xing's body.

"Kill!"

Peng Wanli's long knife stabbed straight and the long sword slashed horizontally.

Watching Peng Wanli's moves repeated, a look of surprise appeared in Situ's eyes, this Peng Wanli only got the inheritance of eighteen moves. Thinking of this, Situ Xing's body rotated, avoiding the sword, his body did not retreat but advanced, and his palm was like a knife, cutting in from Peng Wanli's blade.

One of Situ Xing's palms was like a sharp sword stabbing straight ahead, and the other palm was like a heavy knife slashing horizontally.

One positive and one strange, uneven, is the essence of yin and yang chaotic blades!

Peng Wanli's pupils contracted, and his face was incredulous, as if he had seen a ghost.

The kung fu in Situ Xing's hands was as if he had been immersed in it for more than ten years.

"How is that possible?"

"How could you possibly have this sword technique?"

Burst!

There was a sneer on the corner of Situ Xing's mouth, he didn't answer, his body rotated, his palm was like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, and his palm slashed Peng Wanli's wrist.

Peng Wanli only felt a huge force coming, and the long knife in his hand could no longer hold it.

Situ Xing's body suddenly turned, went around behind Peng Wanli, and slashed the other arm with a knife.

Click!

Hearing only a crisp sound, Peng Wanli's arm was suddenly discounted and hung softly on his shoulder.

When Peng Wanli and others besieged Situ Xing, one of the officials had his arm broken. Peng Wanli took this opportunity to turn the tables and kill two people in the public door alone.

Now his own wrists and arms have been broken by Situ Torture, and it has to be said that every drink and peck is heavenly.

"There is another change in this knife technique, that is, seeing a knife is a knife, and seeing a sword is a sword!"

Situ Xing sneered, his palm was like a knife, like a sword, one long and one short, with a strange in the middle and a positive in the strange.

There is not only the grandeur of swordsmanship, but also the danger of the edge of the sword.

Peng Wanli actually had a sense of incomparability.

How could you ...

Peng Wanli looked at Si Tu in fear. Before he could react, Situ Xing's palm fell again, and he was immediately unconscious.

The circular passage over the Black Mountain Secret Realm opened again, also heralding the end of the one-month bloody trial.

Yang Fengyi, Chen Jiugong, and Mo Zi, the strong men of Confucianism, Mo Jiugong, and the three families of Confucianism, Mo Ji, stared at the passage with blazing eyes.

Duan Tianya, who was dressed in silver general armor and holding a silver spear, was the first to jump out of the round gate, and then the children of the soldiers who were surrounded by evil qi walked out in line.

Although the number of soldiers has decreased a lot compared to when they entered, everyone who came out had an extra kind of iron and blood.

Dressed in armor, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and Chen Jiugong, who was like a giant beast in the wilderness, stood up, nodded with satisfaction, and handed Duan Tianya a look of reward and encouragement.

"No!"

Duan Tianya bowed his head and arched his hands, with an indescribable joy in his eyes.

A wisp of white shirt, holding a folding fan, Zheng Shichang, who seemed to be like an immortal, led the Confucian disciples to also walk out of the round door.

Although Yang Fengyi, a Confucian powerhouse, did not stand up, his eyes narrowed, and he kept stroking his beard, obviously very satisfied with the gains of Confucian disciples in the secret realm.

Mo Zi, a strong man of the Mo family dressed as a fisherman, gently flicked the long sword in his hand with his fingers, with a faint light voice and rhythm, and an indescribable breeze.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The Mo family appeared in the biggest movement, several huge puppet beasts leaned out of the round door, and the children of the Mo family with sad faces sat on top of the puppet beasts.

Because Confucianism and the military family united, and without Chen Xuyan's protection, the Mo family suffered a lot of losses this time, and many relatives and friends died tragically in the secret realm.

Therefore, there is sadness in his complexion.

Looking at the few injured Mo family disciples, Mo Zi's face suddenly sank slightly, his eyebrows also stood up, and his eyes were like two sharp daggers.

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey!"

Yang Fengyi and Chen Jiugong, who had received the disciple's report, naturally understood what was going on. With a warm smile on his face, he protected the children of the two families behind him without a trace.

"Bloody trials, life and death. Old Mo, do you say yes or no?"

Yang Fengyi shook the folding fan and asked with a smile.

"My soldiers have also lost a lot of seeds, but the jade is not cut. ”

Chen Jiugong, who was tall and looked like an ancient giant beast, also stepped forward and said loudly.

"What about Chen Xuyan, how did he take care of the newcomer, why hasn't he come out yet!"

Mo Zi looked at the Mo family disciples who had suffered heavy losses, and couldn't help but get angry, and shouted in a low voice with some gritted teeth.

"Senior Brother separated from us after entering the secret realm, because without the protection of Senior Brother, many disciples died tragically in the secret realm. ”

Thinking of Chen Xuyan's irresponsibility and the disciples who died tragically, the remaining Mo family disciples all had grief and resentment on their faces.

"After returning to the sect, I will definitely tell the elder and punish him. ”

Mo Zi's face was full of anger, and he said coldly.

Yang Fengyi and Chen Jiugong exchanged a vague look, Chen Xuyan is the young generation that the Mo family focuses on cultivating, if it can be damaged here, it would be really good.

Mo Zi's face didn't have any expression, his eyes were like two daggers, staring directly at the circular portal. He was waiting for Chen Xuyan to come out.

Situ Xing, dressed in green clothes, walked out of the round door, and he was still carrying a sick man with his hands tied and his face yellow.

"This... ”

Whether it was Yang Fengyi, Chen Jiugong, Hu Buwei and others, or the three disciples, they all looked at Situ Xing in surprise.

Situ Xing's face was as usual, but his whole body was full of anger, and his eyes were like daggers, which made people dare not look at each other. There is already the seriousness of a ghost, and looking at the murderous Situ Punishment, his heart is even more worried, and his mouth is a little dry.