Chapter 547: I Have Three Swords
Zhiqiu Yiye heard what Chen Yi meant, his face was excited, and his hands kept rubbing. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test
"You come with me." Chen Yi smiled slightly, didn't say much, and walked out of the bronze hall first.
Zhiqiu Yiye naturally followed with a fart.
When the rest of the people saw this, they also followed out curiously.
The place where the bronze hall is located is the highest point of the stone peak.
It is an arc-shaped, leaning crescent-like cliff.
The empty space inserted the bronze hall in the middle of the widest part of this crescent.
Chen Yi walked to the upturned end at this time.
This is the highest point of the pinnacle, and beyond that, there is a cliff as straight as a knife.
The stone mountain of more than 100 zhang is not high, but standing on the top of this mountain, the mountain wind is also strong as Gang.
Although several ordinary temporary workers have been working hard for more than a month, they have also been blown a little uncomfortable.
Ning Caichen, the only weak scholar, was protected by a beautiful woman with strong martial arts, except for a little trouble breathing, but he didn't feel anything.
"The little monk cultivates martial arts ......"
As soon as Chen Yi opened his mouth, Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye were shocked.
They only thought that this master of Sanzang was profound, amazing, and boundless.
never thought that he would be a martial arts practitioner.
The so-called martial arts, in the eyes of these cultivators, are nothing more than mortal martial arts.
Although there are clever points, it is really difficult to achieve the road.
If it weren't for Chen Yi, I'm afraid they wouldn't believe it.
"But for swordsmanship, he is not very good at it, but he also knows a few kendo masters, and he has to watch his swordsmanship, which may not be as good as Yan Daxia's Qiankun swordsmanship,"
Chen Yi didn't pay attention to their thoughts, stood in front of the cliff, turned around and said with a smile: "Little Daoist, I know that you are eager to seek the Tao, your Kunlun One Pulse Technique also has its own subtleties, if you are divided into other things, there are too many distracting thoughts, maybe you will be chaotic, and even your own Taoism will be blocked, do you still want to learn?" ”
Zhiqiu Yiye listened, but he didn't think about it so much, and nodded again and again: "Don't worry, master, I learn things quickly!" Can't delay! ”
Chen Yiwen was noncommittal.
It is not for nothing that there are geniuses who can learn and be knowledgeable.
He doesn't know if Qiu Yiye is such a genius.
But the road is all on his own, Chen Yi has already ordered him, whether he listens or not, in himself.
"Even so, it's not good for the little monk to overstep his bounds."
Chen Yi nodded and said: "Although the little monk is not good at swordsmanship, but those few kendo masters are extraordinary, and their skills are also close to the Tao. ”
When the words fell, he said to him: "Xiaodao Chief, please borrow a sword." ”
"Good, good!"
Zhiqiu Yiye happily pulled out the sword on his back and held it with both hands.
Chen Yi took the sword, and with a flick of his fingers, he let out a crisp sword sound, which lasted for a long time.
I can't help but sigh a little.
Although this sword is not as good as Yan Chixia's divine sword, it is also very extraordinary.
Zhiqiu Yiye, a disciple who doesn't know how to swordsmanship, is so good with a pretending sword.
Kunlun, who only heard its name and didn't see its appearance, I'm afraid it's really not simple.
"I've learned a lot, but it's mostly useless to you, but I have three swords, or it may be of some help to you."
Chen Yi held the sword in one hand, slowly stroked the blade of the sword with one finger, and said slowly.
Even Yan Chixia couldn't help but watch quietly.
It was with this stroke that he felt a vague sword intent lingering in the void around him.
Chen Yi raised his head and looked at the sky quietly.
The sky is clear, and the clouds are misty.
The sun in the sky was hidden behind a thick cloud, and the stratus clouds were reflected in a golden red.
For about half a moment, Chen Yi was still motionless, which made everyone a little anxious and surprised.
It wasn't until the stratus clouds in the sky were blown by the wind, revealing a dazzling golden arc, that Chen Yi suddenly chuckled: "Look at it." ”
As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, the green blade in his hand suddenly shot out, drew an arc in the air, and rose straight into the sky.
It became a thin line that was difficult for everyone to see.
Everyone craned their necks, wondering what kind of swordsmanship was played like this.
The thin line suddenly burst into a dazzling light.
Even in the sky, they felt jerky.
The light suddenly exploded, bursting with ten thousand golden rays of light.
Each golden light was no thicker than the thickness of a little finger, swimming swiftly in the air like a spiritual snake, twisting and turning.
The thin line that suddenly burst out with ten thousand golden rays of light did not stop there.
Still spitting out a steady stream of golden sword qi.
After a while, in the shocked eyes of everyone, it became overwhelming, and the top of his head was almost shrouded in the dense golden snake.
This scene was not as good as when Yan Chixia and the sloppy man fought with the sword before
The sound of "hiss" and "hiss" breaking the air is endless, from small to large, from sparse to dense.
Soon it became a storm-like roar, as if it was about to tear the void to pieces.
Chen Yi's two fingers were like swords, and with a slight pull, everyone was shocked to see the golden snake and small snake in the sky, and suddenly shot towards the mountain peak they were on.
Facing this overwhelming rain of golden swords, except for Yan Chixia, who could still maintain his composure on the peak, the rest of the people were all pale, and even their legs were weak and they couldn't stand.
"Ahh
Someone couldn't help but scream.
When the general shot down to the peak, Chen Yijian pointed upward, and thousands of sword qi turned out to be like countless golden snakes, twisting his body extremely quickly and shooting backwards towards the sky.
The sound of breaking the sky lasted for nearly a pillar of incense before it gradually subsided.
The golden sword rain had all disappeared into the sky.
But that thick stratus cloud has been shot out of thousands of holes, and the sunlight is falling, revealing slender pillars of light, which is a spectacle for a while.
"Whoosh!"
The cold light flashed, and Zhiqiu Yiye's long sword was once again held in Chen Yi's hand.
Chen Yi turned around and said with a smile: "This swordsmanship was learned by the little monk from a friend's sword. ”
"It's very different from ordinary kendo, not from the inside, only from the outside,"
"The essence of the sun and the yin, turned into sword energy, the essence is endless, the sword energy is continuous, if the kung fu arrives at home, thousands of swords and thousands of swords are just waiting for leisure, and it is not impossible to gather swords into a sea and stir things up,"
"And this sword is sent and received from the heart, twists and turns, agile and fast, like a spiritual snake,"
"Hence the name, the Golden Serpent Sword."
"Well, do you want to learn this sword?"
Chen Yixiao asked Zhiqiu Yiye.
“……”
I believe in your evil ......
Are you good at swordsmanship?
The hearts of the people are bad.
Even Yan Chixia couldn't help but shake her beard.
"I'm ......!"
Zhiqiu Yiye's face was already full of excitement, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he swallowed it back again.
No way!
said that there are three swords, and this is the first sword so powerful.
It's definitely even more powerful in the back!
Chen Yi looked at his drooping appearance, and he didn't care, he grabbed the long sword in his hand, held it upside down, and turned around and stepped forward.
Stepping on the cliff, one foot in the air, but no fall.
As if walking on the ground, he stepped on the void step by step and walked out......