Chapter Forty-Eight: The Death of the Dead
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In the fierce battle with Li Qiushui, Meng Xunzhen suddenly used a grappling technique of "splitting flowers and brushing willows", holding Li Qiushui's wrists with both hands, but in the technique, he used the kung fu of "one yang finger" hidden in the technique, and the fingertips of the two index fingers spit out a trace of air, and before the hands arrived, the finger force had already pointed to the "Taiyuan acupoint" of the opponent's wrists.
Li Qiushui infused his true qi with a pair of wide sleeves, and the sleeves swelled up like an inflat, counteracting Meng Xunzhen's one-yang finger power. But her reaction later seemed to be a beat slower, and her hands didn't change in time, and she was about to be caught by Meng Xunzhen's grappling method.
When Meng Xunzhen's hands were about to grab Li Qiushui's wrists, the fingertips of his left hand suddenly felt a hint of coldness, his heart moved, and he suddenly remembered a plot in the original book, secretly screamed that it was not good, and his hands retracted sharply.
Almost at the same time as he withdrew his hand, Li Qiushui flipped his right hand, and the strange short dagger hidden in his palm turned upwards and slashed towards the wrists of Meng Xunzhen's hands.
Meng Xunzhen was finally alert in advance, and Li Qiushui retracted his hand in an instant, and the short dagger that escaped the slightest cold air swept past his fingertips. Meng Xunzhen was shocked into a cold sweat: If it weren't for the special texture of this dagger, the dagger body was cold, if it weren't for the fact that he sensed the cold and suddenly remembered that Li Qiushui had such a strange short dagger in the original book, his hands would have been separated from his arms.
Li Qiushui didn't expect that his long-brewing killing move would be dodged by the other party, and hurriedly attacked with a left palm and a right dagger, wanting to take advantage of the divine soldier to win.
Tianshan Tong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, laughed and said, "Li Qiushui, you are unlucky!" Meng boy, people have already moved their weapons, what are you polite about? ”
Meng Xunzhen's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, his right hand slapped on his waist, and the "Ziwei Soft Sword" was in his hand, stabbing out along an arc-shaped trajectory in the air, like a purple rainbow passing through the sky.
Li Qiushui was slightly shocked when he saw that the sword light was different. Wielding the dagger horizontally, he felt that this long sword as thin as a cicada's wings had a strange strength attached to it, and his short dagger not only failed to shake it open after touching it, but was firmly sucked into the sword.
Meng Xunzhen's long sword borrowed the power of Li Qiushui's short dagger to draw a circle in the air, and then the sword body bent all the way, using the elasticity of the long sword itself to raise the degree to the limit, turning into a purple lightning flying into Li Qiushui's throat.
Li Qiushui was shocked, Ying Ying's slender waist bent back, and her entire upper body fell parallel to the ground. With the force under his feet, his body slid backwards lightly. Although he narrowly avoided Meng Xunzhen's throat-piercing sword, he was also shocked into a cold sweat.
Tianshan Tong's grandmother applauded and smiled: "Li Qiushui, do you know that this kid is called 'Sword Immortal'?" In terms of swordsmanship alone, even I have to bow down to him! ”
When Li Qiushui was crying out in his heart, Meng Xunzhen had already swung his sword to attack. She greeted her with a short dagger in her hand, and as soon as a few moves passed, Li Qiushui felt that the other party's swordsmanship was really strange and mysterious, which was really the only one she had seen in her life. The name of "Sword Immortal" lives up to its name.
After moving their weapons, the fierce fight between the two added a bit of danger. Li Qiushui's short dagger in his right hand is agile and changeable, except for swordsmanship. It also contains the wonderful use of weapons such as knives, short spears, judges' pens, and point pouts; The left hand is suddenly palmed, suddenly fingered, suddenly grasped, and occasionally with a wide sleeve brushing acupoint or remote "white rainbow palm power". There are endless tricks and tricks. Meng Xunzhen condensed the "Dugu Nine Swords", improvised, and saw the move. No matter how varied the opponent's moves are, he will evolve corresponding restraint moves in his swordsmanship.
The more Li Qiushui fights, the more frightened he becomes. When she lived in seclusion in the deep valley with Wuyazi, she made an appointment to create a martial art that had no one before or since, and for this reason, she collected martial arts from all over the world for reference. Although this matter later died due to a love affair with Wu Yazi, Li Qiushui also learned the world's martial arts because of this, and knew thousands of various stunts in his chest. Rao is like this, after fighting to a thousand moves, she can't help but start to reuse the moves she used before when she makes a move, but Meng Xunzhen, who fought with her, has not repeated a single move from beginning to end, every move is improvised, and it is so wonderful.
The two fought more and more tightly, and after the two of them exchanged weapons again, Li Qiushui suddenly felt as if the dantian had been stabbed by an extremely thin needle, and there was an unbearable sharp pain, which made her involuntarily let out a miserable scream; After the severe pain, there was a bone-chilling cold, as if her entire dantian was frozen in an instant, so that she couldn't even lift a trace of true qi at this moment.
This is a killer move that Meng Xunzhen has hidden for a long time. After obtaining the "Ice Spirit Gu", in addition to using it to increase the cultivation of internal strength and ward off poison, Meng Xunzhen has also been thinking about how to use it to defeat the enemy. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally developed a strange kung fu called "Ice Spirit Xuanyin Needle". The principle of this kung fu is to extract a wisp of yin and soft true qi from the "innate creation skill" of the unity of yin and yang, and drive the "Ice Spirit Gu" to release a wisp of extremely cathodic cold cold poison, and after combining the two, it is condensed and compressed into an extremely fine thread, just like an invisible thin needle, and then this fine needle is sent into the opponent's body when fighting with others. In order to prevent the opponent from detecting its existence and keeping it out of the body, the amount of True Qi and Cold Poison contained in this "Ice Spirit Xuanyin Needle" is extremely limited, and the damage that can be inflicted on the opponent is a moment of severe pain, strange cold, and loss of control of True Qi, after which it will immediately return to normal. However, this damage is absolutely fatal, because if a master makes a move, even a short moment is enough to do a lot of things.
At the moment when Li Qiushui paused slightly due to the sharp pain and strange cold of this moment, Meng Xunzhen's long sword was like lightning, and Li Qiushui's figure flew backwards like a broken kite, and when the person was still in the air, a bloody arrow suddenly shot out from the towering crisp chest, painting a large shocking red on the white clothes like snow.
Li Qiushui's face was full of disbelief and fear, she suddenly let out a scream, the short dagger in her hand turned into a faint streamer, and flew out towards Meng Xunzhen with a deafening rumbling sound of wind and thunder. This dying blow was the result of her life's work, Meng Xunzhen didn't dare to greet it, stopped the pursuit, and avoided it sideways. It's just that after delaying for such a moment, Li Qiushui has turned around and flown away. Meng Xunzhen saw how fast she was, and she couldn't catch up with her, so she simply gave up.
Tianshan Tong's grandmother asked a little nervously, "How?" ”
Meng Xunzhen sighed with some emotion and said, "Just now, she wrapped her heart with internal force and deviated a little to the side at the moment when she was hit by the sword, so she didn't die on the spot." However, her heart has been severely damaged by my sword qi, and within ten days, she will definitely die! ”
Tianshan Tong's face showed ecstasy, and she laughed and said, "Good, good, good!" This slut is finally going to die, the revenge of the crippled body to snatch love, sixty years of gnashing his teeth, and today he finally gets revenge, hahaha......" laughed halfway, gradually revealing a trace of whimpering, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
After a while, she turned back to Meng Xunzhen and said: "Meng boy, this time you not only saved grandma's life, but also avenged my life's revenge. I will do my best to what you said a few days ago, you can rest assured! "To be continued!
PS: (The thread of this roll of the cloth is basically in place, and the net is about to be closed.) )