Chapter 137: Face the Wind!
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Xiao Yu wore a green shirt and floated away.
Seeing that it was Xiao Yu who went up to the Sword Cliff first, Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a solemnity flashed on his face.
He has a very high talent for martial arts since he was a child, and any martial arts moves, in his hands, can be practiced to a very high level in a short period of time, otherwise he will not be able to afford the name of "Nan Murong".
It's just that last night, he found that the swordsmanship of the person in front of him was superb, but he had never seen it before, and he had never heard of it.
After asking Bao differently, I learned that Xiao Yu used to be a "villain", but whether it is temperament or appearance, Xiao Yu really can't be called a vicious person. And in the battle of the apricot forest that day, Xiao Yu also showed the amazing skills of yin and yang, and judging ghosts and gods, which covered him with a veil of mystery.
If it were possible, Murong Fu would prefer to be friends with Xiao Yu rather than enemies.
The thoughts in his heart turned around, but the expression on Murong Fu's face remained unchanged, and he smiled: "The person who comes is a guest, and I also ask the young man to give him a move." ”
"Pretend, you keep pretending!"
Who is the best at pretending to be forced in Tianlong?
Xiao Feng? Sweeper? Old Immortals of the Stars?
Wrong, the real king of pretending to be forced is actually none other than Murong Fu. Every time he played with a high force, and then every time he left the field in disgrace, he was defeated repeatedly, but he was never discouraged, and he moved forward bravely on the road of pretending to be forced, and never looked back...... Shan Chong's indomitable spirit must give him thirty-two praises.
Xiao Yu grinned, and didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he directly drew his sword out of the sheath and pointed the sword at the other party.
The three-foot green sword reflected a chilling cold light in the sunlight - the mouth cannon baby is tired of playing, and he will crush you in a dignified manner today!
"Please."
Xiao Yu's arm shook, and with a sword slam, he stabbed towards Murong Fu with an extremely mysterious trajectory.
As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.
Many people watching the game were dazzled.
It seems to be a simple sword, but there is a secret hidden in it, locking Murong Fu's dodge angle, making him either deal with it or retreat.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, naturally he didn't want to be forced back by the other party as soon as he came up, otherwise how could he save face?
His eyes narrowed, and he drew his sword to meet him.
White rainbow through the sun!
Riding the wind and carrying the sword, the sword strikes the sky, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and lightning pierces.
The tip of Xiao Yu's sword pointed directly at the back of Murong Fu's three-foot green sword, and with an extremely clever swing, it actually suppressed Murong Fu's attack.
Immediately after that, he took a break and swung his sword horizontally, and his sword moves were as fast as thunder. It's just that Murong Fu is not a straw bag, he suddenly changed his moves at a critical moment, and with a move of the immortal to guide the way, he narrowly blocked Xiao Yu's attack.
Then the sword move changed, and it became a storm sword that is famous for its speed, and the sword startled the autumn water and stabbed angrily.
As soon as the two of them exchanged hands, the clanging sound of the long swords colliding was like rain hitting the plantains, endlessly.
These people who went to the island to watch the battle naturally did not have much worse eyesight. Soon someone commented:
"Murong Gongzi is worthy of being the leader of a hundred schools, and this move is full of white rainbows, and he has all obtained the essence of the Kongtong faction's sword moves."
"The sword move of the fifth move is fierce, and the momentum of doing the Buddha's anger and King Kong should be the demon subduing sword technique of Shaolin Temple."
"The thirteenth move of the sword technique is continuous, like the autumn rain, lingering and compassionate, it is the blue blood and three-fold wave of the Water Moon Sect......"
At this time, someone suddenly whispered, "It's just that what kind of swordsmanship did that young man make?" ”
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at each other, and it was very embarrassing to find that no one could tell the origin of Xiao Yu's tricks...... Ask you out! Guaranteed not to kill you! Didn't you see that we all tacitly didn't mention it, are you stupid!
After a moment of silence, an old man in black robe said:
"This young man's sword moves are very exquisite, not inferior to Murong Gongzi's methods, and even surpassed, but the old man has never seen ......"
"His sword moves are almost not defensive, they are all attacks, and such sword moves that have no return are not popular, but his sword moves are really exquisite, but they make up for this shortcoming."
"Offense instead of defense, the strongest defense is attack! This man is obviously a master as well. ”
Putting these people aside, Murong Fu, as the person concerned, was even more shocked in his heart.
In this short period of time, he has used seven or eight swordsmanship, but they have all been broken by the other party, obviously the easiest way: rung, straight stab, up attack, down strike, sweep, up and tease...... However, in his hands, there is a kind of natural and traceless taste.
One person and one sword, he was suppressed to death, and he couldn't turn over!
But after all, this is his swallow dock, and it is the home of his Murong family, if he has been pressed and beaten, his face is really unbearable.
Murong Fu's mind was racing, and he suddenly jumped back a few feet, and laughed loudly:
"This young man's swordsmanship is really exquisite, Murong Fu thinks he is inferior, but in a martial arts competition, it is not the subtlety of swordsmanship that can determine the outcome of the victory."
As he spoke, he stepped out, hugged his hands weakly, and the internal force suddenly erupted, forming a layer of translucent true qi on the surface of his body. The true qi ran into a wave of qi, and smashed down at Xiao Yu with the momentum of the river upside down.
The stars are moving, and the momentum is surging!
Da Mengshen frowned slightly, and his fingers were nervously pinched together.
The little senior sister also bit her lip slightly, and stared at the field without blinking.
In the exclamation of everyone, Xiao Yu put away his sword and stood, facing the surging waves, and stretched out his right hand with a calm face.
Because he was carrying the sun on his back, between his fingers, there were fine pieces of light in it, which actually gave people a sharp feeling that everything in heaven and earth was held in his hands! And then slap it out with one palm!
The true qi that came from the overwhelming momentum of the mountains and seas was actually shattered by his palm, and the qi explosion that was set off instantly blew in all directions, blowing up flying sand and rocks in the air.
came and did not be rude, and broke the opponent's offensive with one blow, and Xiao Yu's counterattack also started.
"Then ......" Xiao Yu took a deep breath.
He gently grasped the sword in his hand, and this long sword also seemed to sense the mood of its master, and it was windless and automatic, making a clear humming sound.
Xiao Yu's legs were slightly bent, and the sand and dust at his feet broke free from the gravitational pull of the earth in a way that violated the laws of physics, and floated strangely, spinning and surrounding Xiao Yu in the center.
Since it is a live broadcast of martial arts, of course it is necessary to show the charm of martial arts.
Although Xiao Yu has a systematic comprehension bonus, he has only been practicing martial arts for about half a year, and compared to those old monsters who have been around for decades, the accumulation is naturally insufficient.
During this period of fighting, Xiao Yu found that Dugu Jiujian was more than powerful, but his domineering was insufficient, and it was difficult to gain a decisive advantage when facing a master of the same level.
So last night, he specially purchased a new swordsmanship, the art of pretending to be forced......
The Shocking Sword trembled and roared around his waist, Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a deep voice resounded throughout the audience, reverberating faintly:
"Face the wind!!"
At this moment, the whole world suddenly fell silent.
But it's so quiet, so quiet that it's no longer quiet but dead silence.
Insects, night owls, and gophers, all tacitly stopped their daily noise, and even the air seemed to be aware of this, and at this moment calmed the breath of the wind, and the whole air was silent.
It's like the calm before a storm.
In the next moment, with a sonorous sword sound, a flash of lightning suddenly crossed the air, and the sound of the strings breaking seemed to sound in everyone's ears, and it was fleeting.
In the eerie silence, the sound of Xiao Yugui's sword in the sheath was extremely clear.
Then, under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, the steel long sword in Murong Fu's hand suddenly broke inch by inch, as if it had been shattered, and it was directly shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces, and Murong Fu's chest had several more blood-drenched and criss-crossing scars.
Xiao Yu left everyone with only a pestle and a sword, and the back of a hunting man in rags......
The friends in the live broadcast room suddenly boiled-
"! I used to think that the anchor was a comic, but I didn't expect to be so handsome today! ”
"I have to give full marks for today's wave."
"Wife, come and see the anchor open the big one."
"I finally knew where the gap between myself and the anchor was, I thought he was a Renyuan player, but now I found out...... His real identity is actually a cheat player! ”
"Mo Lian said that she didn't want to talk and threw a rem to the anchor."
"Rem is mine, and so is Moai! Come to the bowl! Don't run! ”
“……”
(ps: Tanabata is here, I want to be quiet...... )