Volume 2: The Reappearance of the Storm and Clouds 326: The Son of Heaven Laments
Baihu is a great master who has been famous for a long time, and he is also the leader of the Ten Thousand Dead Society, compared to rising stars like Nangong Yu, he still has a certain advantage. He took advantage of the situation to pursue, and the Nangong Yu was full of bad elephants, and he had a posture of wanting to take it away.
Nangong Yu was anxious, he didn't care how powerful this axe was, he couldn't hit him anyway, what he was interested in was this strange sound, which had lowered his combat power by nearly one-third, and it was still continuing. He gritted his teeth, he had to fight quickly, or he would be consumed.
Nangong Yu narrowed his eyes, carefully observed the white tiger's routine, and then broke through the encirclement of this axe with dexterous sword steps. This is a compulsory basic skill for learning the three swords of Jun Injury, that is, to be able to find the flaws in the opponent's moves in an instant, and this keen insight takes ten years to practice.
This change frightened the white tiger, and he hurriedly changed his tactics to deal with it, "Lin Wubian! β
This style of moves is varied and endlessly changing, making people confused about the routine, just to prevent Nangong Yu from defending and attacking. But this style is also tired, wielding this big axe is a lot of expenses, and the white tiger can only be regarded as an excessive move, so I don't dare to use it more, so hurry up and make the next move.
"Mountains have no peaks!" The white tiger suddenly entered the onslaught mode, with a wide opening and closing moves, and the attack power was amazing, making people dare not take the move when they looked at it.
The meaning of the mountain without peaks is that there is no upper limit, and it can infinitely improve the attributes of all aspects, just like a big mountain rising from the ground, straight into the sky, and at the same time has a solid foundation, so you don't have to worry about the lack of succession.
Nangong Yu fell into the disadvantage in an instant, he couldn't rely on his IQ to crush him now, people's tricks were simple and rude, and there was no skill, so he could only be beaten if he couldn't beat him.
"If you don't use your three swords, when!" The White Tiger stepped up the offensive again, and Nangong Yu, who had already been forced, had no way to retreat.
Nangong Yu was about to make a trick, when he was suddenly stunned again, his heart moved, and he shouted, "Jun hurts the three swords!" As he spoke, he made an imperial affliction, and instantly burst out with the momentum of ten thousand swords galloping.
Nangong Yu said that the fight was ruthless, and with a single thought, he hit more than ten swords, and the white tiger who was beaten was in chaos at that time. He took advantage of the situation to defend and attack, and the short sword was originally transparent, but now it was reflected by the rain, and it was almost impossible to see.
"Good time!" The white tiger was forced to retreat, and changed his tactics while retreating, "The original is endless!" β
This style is to retreat into advance, draw the ground as a prison, just like the boundless plain can carry thousands of horses galloping, no matter how the opponent is stuck, he can't jump out. Therefore, this situation seems to have the upper hand in Nangong Yu, but in fact, the white tiger is not passive at all, but very cleverly restricts Nangong Yu.
The corners of the White Tiger's mouth hooked up a sneer that had succeeded in his conspiracy, and he suddenly clenched the long axe, and the turbid silver color of the long axe instantly changed to blue-black, and it emitted a black aura. The black qi was not very obvious, but Nangong Yu's original aggressive offensive was broken by the white tiger with a casual swing of the long axe.
At the same time, a symmetrical piece of axe emerged from the original single axe to guide the way, and it became a double-sided axe. The white tiger took advantage of the situation to fight back, "The sky is ignorant! β
When the two sides fight, they both pour internal force into the weapon to increase the power. The White Tiger's move is the alienation of the internal force that he has entered into the weapon, that is, the black qi that is manifested is specially used to break the internal force that the opponent has poured into the weapon, which is equivalent to the opponent not holding the weapon.
This trick is ignorance, and it is also a signal that the opponent will basically be dark in the next time.
Originally, this move was already very powerful, but it was still abused by the previous sword master who had no power, and the white tiger summed up the reason for the failure, it turned out that the king injured the three swords too fast, and his axe was too stupid, after this did not go home, he immediately changed the axe to two, and now the two axes gave him more attack ability, and the original redundant backswing actions have now become combos, which can basically compete with the three swords of the king.
Sure enough, Nangong Yu's defense ability was almost zero, and he was almost split into two pieces by the white tiger's axe. The white tiger took advantage of the situation, "Go die!" β
Seeing that the axe was about to split on Nangong Yu's head, Bai Hu felt how happy he was, this big stone that had been pressed on his heart for more than ten years finally made him raise his eyebrows today.
Nangong Yu couldn't withdraw at all at this time, so he could only take the move hard, but the end was to be hacked to death, and there was no second choice. However, he had been careful before, and now he immediately inserted the short sword into the long sword, and the son and mother sword were combined into one.
"The Son of Heaven mourns!" Nangong Yu held the sword with both hands and resisted the axe.
The heart is gloomy, and the sword is unscrupulous. Nangong Yu's situation at this time was in contrast to the sadness of the Son of Heaven in a desperate situation, and his helplessness turned into a determination to fight to the death.
In close combat, the black qi guiding the way truthfully disintegrated the meaning of the existence of the powerless sword, but the white tiger was shocked and flew out. Nangong Yu took advantage of the situation to counterattack, and also slashed at the head of the white tiger with a sword.
The white tiger hurriedly parried with the directions, but he couldn't stand it at all, and fell to his knees with a puff. Nangong Yu pointed the way with a coherent sword, and at the same time kicked the white tiger away, rushed forward, and pointed at the top of the white tiger's head, "You lost." β
Bai Hu was not convinced in his heart, only a little, he turned his head angrily, "Jun injured the three swords, and the edge has not diminished back then." Your Excellency is so capable, if you want to kill or chop casually! β
"Tell your people to stop." Nangong Yu said lightly.
The white tiger didn't react, but the strange sound had stopped on its own, and only the sound of rain was left in the air.
Seeing this, Nangong Yu held the powerless sword with his back, and sealed the white tiger's acupoint with the hilt. The white tiger was completely cold at this time, and at the same time he was very surprised in his heart, obviously Nangong Yu was suppressed in strength, obviously he was also suppressing the three swords of Jun Injury everywhere, obviously he was already winning, Nangong Yu was indeed powerless, but why did he still lose in the end?
Nangong Yu put away the powerless sword, picked up the white tiger, and escorted him, "Go." β
The white tiger reluctantly moved his feet twice, stopped again, and turned back to ask, "Why did this seat lose?" β
"The skills are not as good as others, why do you need a reason." Nangong Yu said unceremoniously.
"You!" The white tiger was choked, and Nangong Yu stopped talking and pushed him to continue walking.
The scene just now is indeed thrilling, if it weren't for the three swords of Jun Injury, the other martial arts would basically be explained here. Nangong Yu deliberately showed weakness and lured the white tiger to attack, and then Tianzi Wai's Jedi counterattack ability could instantly restore the user's ten success power, and greatly improved. Nangong Yu is already powerful, but the white tiger relies on the special effects of martial arts to eat, so he naturally has to kneel.
This was unexpected, because when the previous sword master abused him, he was unilaterally violent, and he would not be forced to rely on the trick of the Son of Heaven to turn the tables. It's okay now, and if you can't steal chickens, you can't even get into it.
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Yu Onion City, a relatively backward small city in the south of S Province, in addition to the endless fields, there are pigs, horses, cattle, sheep and chickens, and the scope of the urban area is very small.
Somewhere in the suburbs there was a manor, large in size, with flowers, grass, and trees, and many houses. But there's no superiority here, because the architecture here is all like this, it's too ordinary.
This is Nangong Qijing's lair in S Province, and it has been a long time since Nangong Jianqiong was stolen, because Sun Qi's matter dragged Nangong Jiansong, and this side can only be dealt with by the two little children of Jianlin Jianmiao. However, apart from sneak attacks and troubleshooting to delay time, they are of no use at all.
Originally, the strength of this branch represented by Nangong Qijing was very strong, but in the last battle in Fengdong, Nangong Lishuang and Nangong Lifeng were not lightly injured, Nangong Lifeng has not recovered yet, and Nangong Qixin has been hit by some kind of strange poison, and his skills have been lost, and he has not been able to find a solution. Now that they have caught Nangong Jianqiong again, they have become the target of everyone, so they can only retreat in the base camp first in order to protect themselves.
Jian Lin and Jian Miao disguised themselves as others, constantly causing trouble for Nangong Qijing as gangsters, as long as they met a martial arts person, they would talk about Nangong Jianqiong. Nangong Jianqiong's identity has long been announced to the public by Nangong Jiansong, these people are bold, naturally they want to try their luck, over time, this will become a copy, whoever has nothing to do will come and brush two, but it will be lively.
In the manor, a certain room is very simple and generously furnished. There was a person half-lying on the bed, it was Nangong Lifeng, he was still so unruly, and the scars on his face and body made him even more terrifying.
The door opened, Nangong Lishuang walked in with a tea tray, and Lifeng immediately wanted to get up, "Sister!" β
"Don't move." Lishuang hurriedly put down the tea tray and stabilized him, "You have just recovered from a serious illness, and you have to recuperate." β
Lifeng looked so impatient, "I'm fine, sister, I'm all right." Look at me......"
"Alright, lie down." Lishuang couldn't help but press Lifeng, brought the cup, "Drink the medicine." β
"Still drinking." Lifeng looked bitter, reluctantly drank the medicine, and quickly pushed the cup to Lishuang, "It's so unpleasant, it's worse than urine, I will one day pull out this grandson who prescribed medicine to me and beat him to death." β
"Have you ever drunk pee?" Lishuang glanced at him and handed him a glass of water.
"I am a parable." It took several sips of water to calm down. He kicked off the blanket, leaned on the head of the bed, kicked his legs and said, "Sister, when will I go out, I'm bored every day." β
"Want to get out?" Lishuang asked lightly, and Lifeng nodded hurriedly, "I definitely want to!" β
"In vain." Lishuang took the tea tray and left.
"Damn, sister, don't go. Sister, you're back! β
In the other room, there was a conference room, with a round table in the middle, and a circle of chairs around it.
At this moment, there are only two people in the room, Nangong Qixin and Nangong Qixin, Nangong Qixin has been holding his arms and closing his eyes and bowing his head, leaning on the chair and being silent. Nangong Qiqi was also silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak first, "Third brother, hasn't your situation improved yet?" β
Nangong Qixin opened his eyes and glanced at him, and closed his eyes again, in fact, when it came to this matter, he was also very annoyed, he was poisoned for no reason, especially at this juncture, it really cost people's lives.
Nangong Qixin waited for Nangong Qixin to answer, Nangong Qixin couldn't help but smile when he saw him like that, "Fourth, what kind of eyes are you?" β
"Isn't this worrying about you, you can tell us about your situation, at least let us have a bottom in our hearts. On this day, so many people outside came to die, and you didn't tell me to kill them. Ah, now that the eldest brother is not here, it all depends on me and Shuang'er, if you can't stand it one day, you look like this, in case there are three long and two short, how do you let me explain to the eldest brother? β