Chapter Seventy-Eight: Nine Yin Divine Claws

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's really hard to believe that these two giant peerless swordsmen were born in the same era at the same time, and their swordsmanship is so high that it's really unimaginable. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xie Guhong has gone through several generations, and he has seen countless heroes, and he has seen a lot of people with excellent martial arts, but if you talk about the essence of swordsmanship, these two people.

The two of them suddenly came together, their sword fingers were flying, Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship was extremely smart, and Ximen was concise and concise. In just the blink of an eye, he has been fighting for more than ten rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

Although the two of them shot quickly, Xie Guhong's eyesight was not bad, and he found that Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship was more elegant, as if every sword handed out, it could change its direction at any time and change it to another move, and it was connected up and down without any hindrance. And Ximen Blowing Snow stabbed out with a sword, it is a sword, and it is indomitable, and each sword has the momentum of either you die or I die. The more you fight, the more fierce it becomes, and the more you fight, the more dangerous it becomes.

Just as he was drinking, Xie Guhong, who was on the edge of this ice and snow platform, saw a figure appear in the line of sight out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but turn his head to look over. I saw that at the edge of the mountain at the other end, there was a figure who was slowly climbing up, the small hammer in his hand fell down, and then tied the rope around his waist to it.

And when the figure was doing everything, his face was always looking at the direction of Xie Guhong and the others, because the distance was too far, and the sky was full of white snow, with Xie Guhong's eyesight, he couldn't see it clearly, but judging from his body shape and silhouette, it was the national teacher of Nepal, Jin Zong Luomeng.

The shadow blanched, maybe he saw it, or it was an illusion, Xie Guhong seemed to notice the other party's weird smile, followed by a long howl, and it came out directly. And it is mighty, oscillating back and forth between the infinite mountains of the Himalayas, and it is getting louder and louder. Immediately after that, I heard a "click" sound on the peak surface of Mount Everest, like a thunderbolt, and the mountain seemed to shake violently.

As soon as Xie Guhong heard the other party's whistle, he was shocked in his heart, and he had already vaguely understood the other party's intentions, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue had reached the most critical moment at this time, and the two sides seemed to be shaking under their feet, and at the same time, they reached out with their sword fingers and stabbed at each other. Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship is really smart, his previous move, is to drag the sword down, is an extremely powerful move in his swordsmanship, called the wind and tide, although the sword fight with Ximen Blowing Snow, let him concentrate on the other party, but after all, he was one of the very few top masters at that time, he only felt a slight vibration under his feet, and the sword style did not wait for a stroke to the end, and immediately stabbed obliquely upward, straight to the choking throat of Ximen Blowing Snow.

Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is unstoppable, and in his eyes, anyone, no matter how high a master, has loopholes at all, even the last time he fought with Xie Guhong, he found that when Xie Guhong's skills were shipped out, although the power was amazing, the whole body was as consistent, without the slightest flaw, but in the season of the shot, between the chest and throat, it naturally became the weakest point of the skill, so the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow was directly stabbed in the chest, but helplessly, Xie Guhong's skills were too high after all, Although his chest and throat were the weakest point, his sword still couldn't penetrate the qi wall, but the sword in his hand was knocked away by his palm. But now the swordsmanship of Ye Gucheng in front of him is exquisite, ethereal, and unusually smart, making people unable to find it at all, and his own such a fierce offensive is actually entangled by the opponent's abnormal swordsmanship, resulting in a trace of fetters, which has never appeared before.

Simon Blowing Snow made a move, and his whole mind was silent, looking for the other party's loopholes, so as to eliminate this sense of bondage. But suddenly, I felt a sudden shake under my feet, how dare I hesitate at all? With a condensation of the sword finger in his right hand, he stabbed towards Ye Gucheng's left chest and atrium like a spear halberd.

The two of them made moves almost at the same time, but Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship was finally smart, and there was almost no slack when changing moves, so the change between moves was naturally a point faster, that is, this point, Ye Gucheng seized the opportunity, and in the end, it must be his sword finger that first stabbed Ximen Blowing Snow's choked throat, and then in an instant, Ximen Blowing Snow's sword finger could stab the opponent's left chest and heart.

But this gap is almost negligible, that is, the moment Ximen Fuxue died first, and the sharpness of the sword finger in his hand has not yet weakened, so it is almost a certain situation to follow Ye Gucheng. But if it is judged by the victory or defeat of the two, Ye Gucheng has won a little after all.

Xie Guhong could feel the pressure behind him, it was the tip of the iceberg of nature's infinite power, the size of a grinding plate, it was just a drop in the ocean that could not be smaller, an ice cube the size of a house, and the water chestnut was extremely sharp pouring down, and this was just an ordinary size. These ice cubes, snow cubes, rubbing and splashing with each other, are a hundred times more powerful than the mountain torrent, and a thousand times from the top of the mountain on this side, rushing straight down, no matter how high your martial arts are, there will never be the slightest chance of resistance, because this kind of power, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes, it is definitely a situation that is close to death.

Since you can't resist, can you only wait for death? Xie Guhong carried the power of the pounce, from the inside out, transported out the twelve successful forces, stretched out his arms together, "snorted" twice, and held the pulse of the two of them, this grasp is very exquisite, it is a peerless science recorded in the Nine Yin True Scripture, the move of the Nine Yin Divine Claw, his skill at this time is so high, he actually directly grabbed the sword fingers of the two peerless swordsmen in his palm.

And the body rushed forward, with a snort, flew directly down from the ice and snow platform, and then let go of one hand, and the other went down to grab Ye Gucheng's waist loop, and said "hey" in his mouth, reached out his arms, grabbed the cliff, clicked, and directly did not point in.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow were stopped by him, and they actually spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, but their minds retreated from the fighting sword, knowing that they had encountered an avalanche, and the two of them reached out with their other hands at the same time and grabbed each other's arms. After all, the money is easy to get, the opponent is hard to find, and the mind is insidious, take the opportunity to get rid of the other party's mind, it is not the slightest possibility to practice the solitary high swordsmanship of the two of them, if the other party dies, he can only die under his own sword, and it is impossible to rest the methods.

The three of them fell on the face of the cliff like a line, like waves, and waves of ice and snow fell from their heads all the time. (To be continued.) )