Chapter 238: The Eagle Snake Fights to the Death
Chapter 238: The Eagle Snake Fights to the Death
The Mixed Yuan Slash is a defensive sword technique evolved by Wu Ji according to the principles of Tai Chi and some concepts in the Nine Yin True Scripture, which was not very perfect, but it was barely enough, especially after his skills broke through the first-class, coupled with the cultivation of the Great Shift, the power of the Mixed Yuan Slash has been qualitatively improved.
But seeing that Wu Ji's mind moved, the knife moved at will, and he simply drew a circle in front of him, and a chaotic magnetic field suddenly appeared in the void.
"Huh?" Seeing Wu Ji show this move, the others didn't have anything, and everyone in Wudang was surprised. Because they actually saw the shadow of Tai Chi in this sword technique.
"Senior brother, Wu Ji" Mo Shenggu asked with some uncertainty.
"Sure enough, it's a heavenly posture." Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard and said, "He is applying the method of borrowing strength in Tai Chi to the knife technique, although it is not yet round, but it is commendable, as long as he persists, he will become a superior knife technique in the future." ”
"Yes, although Tai Chi is powerful, it is the master's stunt in the end, and it is only the most powerful when it is performed in the hands of his old man." Yu Lianzhou also praised, "Only the most suitable martial arts for yourself is the best martial arts, and Brother Wu Ji has obviously understood this and is already ahead of most people." ”
Besides, Xian Yutong, he performed the seventy-two ways of the eagle and snake life and death fight is not trivial, it is a must in Huashan, has been passed on for more than 100 years, the eagle and snake double style of the same, the goshawk posture, the poisonous snake agile momentum, in a formula at the same time, fast and ruthless, both.
But he rarely folded the folding fan and held it in his right hand, revealing the sharp handle of the fan in the shape of a snake's head, and the left hand was an eagle grasping the way; The right hand is a stabbing and stabbing with the head of the snake, and the left hand is a grappling hook, and the two-handed tricks are completely different. It's really a bit of the old naughty boy's hands fighting each other, but the real power is far from it.
You must know that when he was on Peach Blossom Island, when the old naughty boy's skills had not yet advanced greatly, he used his hands to fight each other, which could make Huang Yaoshi overstretched and had to let him go out of the island.
And although Xian Yutong is a first-class master, it is not satisfactory to say that he is talented in martial arts, after all, his mind has long been on conspiracy and tricks.
Besides, the strength is weak, this way of martial arts is used to deal with ordinary people, it can make people stumble left and right, and they can't take care of the east and the west, but they are a little worse than Wu Ji.
The power of the mixed element slash and the great shift of the universe is not the result of one plus one equaling two.
Xian Yutong's expression changed slightly, and after his attack entered Wu Ji's defensive circle, he felt that his eagle snake life and death struggle seemed to be trapped in a strange magnetic field, and the force of moving and pulling was layered on top of each other, making his originally fast and ruthless attack completely useless, and the majestic strength dissipated like a mud cow entering the sea.
Then, Wu Ji's sword technique shook, and a powerful qi rolled back, attacking towards Xian Yutong.
"Not good." Seeing this, Xian Yutong's complexion changed, his arms shook, his left foot was lightly on his right foot, and the whole person was like a wild goose, flying in the air, rolling on his heels, and falling behind Wu Ji, and then, his thumb pressed lightly on the folding fan, and he shot out a silver needle with blue light for the imperceptible.
"Hmph, the poison doesn't work, and now it's coming again, do you think it's useful?" Although his back was to Xian Yutong, Wu Ji knew his movements well, his shoulders shook, and he instantly turned into several phantoms and ran from all directions, making it impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.
Kown, knot, knot.
Wu Ji dodged, but the number of silver needles fell on the place where he was standing, although it was far away, but it was clear to the onlookers.
Although I haven't seen Xian Yu General Poison, but the hidden weapon is obvious, the people of the Ming Sect are naturally scolding and scolding Xian Yu Tong's inferior methods, and the righteous people are also not good-looking, especially the second elder of Huashan, the shame on the faces of the two of them, I can't wait to have a crack in the ground to get into.
However, Xian Yutong was very unimpressed by Wu Ji's words, "The amount is small, the gentleman is not poisonous, and he is not a husband, not to mention that for you demon sect demons, what kind of rules do you talk about, as long as you can win, what if you give up my reputation for the reputation of my six major sects." ”
This remark is high-sounding, and people who don't know the details instantly feel that the image of Xian Yutong is tall.
Wu Ji didn't smile, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him, his expression was solemn, the true meaning in his eyes converged, and he rose into the air in a **** day, but when he saw him raise his feet and take a step, he only fell in one step, but it seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, shrunk into inches, and condensed under his feet, and he came to the place of three feet in front of Xian Yutong in one step.
This is Wu Ji's original light skill is very good, and he has borrowed a trace of the magic of the retreat technique, so he is as light as a weight.
Sonor!
The stainless steel knife in the hand is ugly, the cherry is bad, the peony is shiny, the grain is bright, the grain is bright, the file is neon, the neon is sticky, the cockroach is sloppy
Whew!
The air was torn apart by the sword light, the vacuum was slashed, and the void was slightly distorted wherever the sword light passed, as if it had become no longer real.
This move is Wu Ji's proud sword technique.
"It's not good, what kind of sword technique is this, this Wu Ji is so young, and he has reached this level of martial arts attainments?"
Xian Yutong saw Wu Ji's attack, his heart was full of horror, and he almost didn't scream, he thought it was a matter of getting his hands on it and gaining fame and fortune, but he knew that it was actually a hard stubble, and he knew that this was the case, and Xian Yutong shouldn't have agreed so happily before.
However, at this time, it was also difficult to ride a tiger, Xian Yutong's face was ugly, he did not dare to have the slightest reservation, did not retreat but advanced, avoided the front of the blade, and grabbed the "Yuan armpit" under Wu Ji's right armpit with five fingers with his left hand. He knew that Wu Ji would have no ability to resist if he was caught.
Seeing that he could still perform such martial arts at this time, everyone couldn't help but look sideways, and the disciples of the Huashan faction were even more thunderous: "The eagle snake life and death fight is famous all over the world today!" ”
However, if Wu Ji's Chaoyang Slash was so easy to dodge, it would be his trick.
But seeing that his arm was twisted, his wrist turned, and the knife technique that was originally straight cut horizontally, there was a whining strange wind whistling, and there was a loud tearing sound in the air.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Xian Yutong had no choice, so he could only bite the bullet and head up, and the sharp fan handle in the shape of a snake's head was slashed towards the blade that was cut off.
Bite!
A crisp sound of gold and jade strikes, the folding fan was pointed on the back of the knife, Xian Yutong wanted to retreat with strength, not wanting a heavy internal force to press over, forcing his chest, Xian Yutong's throat sank, and he really flew back, but this was not voluntary, he was in mid-air, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out. (To be continued.) )