Chapter Fifty-Six: Fight Again and Return to Xinshu

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Gui Xinshu suddenly felt the other party's momentum change, and his arms swung down, like a sharp blade, he let out a loud shout, and swung out a jade fist. To read the latest chapters, please lock in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info/|\Bubble 'book' (WWW.paoshu8.CoM) update super fast/|\

I saw Meng Yuan sneer, his arms out, and his dignified fist power was cut away by Qi Zhong, and Meng Yuan's body was so hard to squeeze through, passing through his fist, and his arms fell.

"Snap" Gui Xin Shu raised his hand to block, Meng Yuan's arms unceremoniously hit one of his fists, and the two let out a muffled snort almost at the same time and separated.

Gui Xinshu's fists and fists seemed to be pulled by a saw, and there was a blood mark, the skin was open, and the bones were visible, and Meng Yuan fell, waving his hand vigorously, his hands were almost shocked to the bone by this blow, and he was numb for a while.

"That's a lot of strength." But he didn't expect that Gui Xinshu not only had profound internal strength, but above him, he had a divine power, which he could not match.

"Sword come" Gui Xinshu tore off a placket, wrapped his hands, and with a fortune of internal strength, the blood veins were closed, and the bleeding stopped, he knew that neither he nor the other party wanted to fight like just now. So he stretched out his hand and asked for the sword.

The invincible fist of the god is returned to Xin Shu, almost just by relying on his two fists, he has already known all the masters in the world, and at this time, he wants a sword, clearly knowing that the other party, a strange man in black, is not something that he can deal with with with a pair of fists.

"Second Senior Brother, Brother Meng, the sword has no eyes, why bother." Yuan Chengzhi saw that Gui Xin Shu actually wanted to take the sword, and he was in a hurry. was almost punched by Gui Erniang.

"Since Gui Erxia wants to compare the blades, Meng should accompany him." Meng Yuan is not afraid of the color path.

Gui Xinshu took the long sword from Mei Jianhe's hand, his wrist vibrated lightly, and the sword was a dragon chant, he brought his love sword Qingshuang over today, and he was clearly prepared, once his bare hands were unfavorable, he would use the sword to fight the victory.

To say Huashan martial arts, ten duanjin, Fuhu palm, stone splitting gong, broken jade fist, mixed yuan palm, Huashan swordsmanship. Among them, the mixed yuan palm is said to be the palm, in fact, it is a mixture of internal skills and the use of the heart method, Shiduanjin is the body method, the tiger palm, the stone splitting skill is the yellow level martial arts, the broken jade fist is the Xuan level, only the Huashan sword method, but it is a ground-level martial arts.

You must know that Huashan's swordsmanship used to be one of the best in the world, the patriarch Feng Qingyang single-handed Dugu Nine Swords, invincible in the world, but at this time by Mu Renqing, the rest is only part of the remnants, after Mu Renqing re-practiced, there was this set of prefecture-level martial arts, and got the reputation of "Divine Sword Immortal Ape".

Meng Yuan saw that Gui Xin Shuliang's sword was first, so he also reached into his waist and held the hilt, only to see that there was already an autumn water long knife more than two feet long in his hand in the cold light.

Silently, the internal force that he refined was slowly injected into the Burmese knife in his hand, and the cold knife qi slowly emanated from the clear knife body.

Slowly, raising the knife over the top, holding the knife with both hands, his eyes drooping, for a while, the knife was bright, and Mengyuan's hand seemed to have an extra round of crescent.

Gui Xinshu felt that the other party had a knife in his hand, and his momentum was constantly rising, but he had to work hard, and that fierce knife aura was almost about to swing himself into two.

He didn't dare to wait any longer, so he pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and the long sword stood out, triggering the knife momentum.

Meng Yuan's eyes suddenly opened, and the long knife fell.

"Broken ----- Sea -----"

The light of the knife was like a moon wheel cutting down, and Gui Xinshu only felt that his cold hair was stirred up by this knife.

Almost instinctively, the long sword in his hand turned into a rainbow-like white light and greeted him.

The sound of swords intersecting was heard for a while.

Gui Xin Shu fought and retreated, and by the time Mengyuan's sword was exhausted, he had already retreated a full five steps.

With a shocked face, Gui Xin Shu had never encountered such a sharp knife since he used his sword. With just one sword, there is a tendency to divide the river and break the sea, if it is not for his own internal strength and experience far superior to the other party, and gradually dissolve this knife with more than ten swords, I am afraid that he will really hate on the spot.

At this time, he heard a slight wheezing sound, and it was clear that Meng Yuan's knife had consumed too much internal strength, and he couldn't recover for a while. Gui Xinshu is so experienced that he immediately swords the dragon snake and pounced viciously.

Meng Yuan made a mistake this time, Gui Xinshu's internal strength is so profound, almost not under Gao Li and the others, and more importantly, the power of the Broken Sea Slash is as much as 20% weaker than the world of Princess Sanssouci!

So, this knife that could have decided the outcome of the battle was put in danger, only to see the long sword in Gui Xinshu's hand flashing brightly, the dignified place was like the majesty of the mountain, and the light place was like a breeze without a trace. A set of Huashan swordsmanship was unfolded, and Meng Yuan was careless, and he had already been slashed by Gui Xinshu on the shoulder, but fortunately, he was dressed in black and wearing the Silkworm Treasure Armor, and he was not injured, but he was also scared.

Not daring to hesitate any longer, he directly entered the state of returning to the void, and the long knife in his hand suddenly drew a circle.

Gui Xinshu sighed, and when the other party drew the circle, he suddenly felt that his movements slowed down, and the original killing move was in vain. At this hesitation, the long knife in Meng Yuan's hand flickered fast and slow, and it made several circles in succession.

Gently, there was a silver bell-like knife sound, and around Mengyuan, the entire area seemed to be quiet, only the rotation of the knife body brought a trace of arc light, lingering, like a spring silkworm.

Gui Xinshu's long sword was like a quagmire, as long as it was close to Mengyuan, the tip of the sword seemed to be hung with a heavy object, and the weight continued to rise.

"The Heart of the Pavilion of the Pavilion"

"Guantao Gong"

"Zhenhai Fubo Jue"

"Sit and watch the clouds roll up and down, let the tide rise and fall, I don't move" This is the essence of Guantao Pavilion's mental method, after arriving in the world of blue blood sword, Meng Yuan almost all his free time was turned into these three sets of kung fu, and the kung fu paid off, with his foundation, he quickly practiced these three sets of kung fu to the fourth level.

Although he almost gave up the attack, Gui Xinshu's set of swordsmanship went through from beginning to end, but he still couldn't help Mengyuan, on the contrary, Mengyuan's internal strength was constantly recovering.

At this time, a person holding a child walked to the sidelines with a little limp, it was Sun Zhongjun, seeing that the two pairs in the field were in a state of stalemate, Gui Xinshu seemed to have the upper hand, but more than ten moves in a row, were easily resisted by Meng Yuan, at this time, Meng Yuan, there was no sadness or joy on his face, just calmly waved the long knife in his hand, full of indescribable elegance and tranquility.

On the other side, Yuan Chengzhi lowered his hands and shuttled back and forth in Gui Erniang's stormy jade fist, fighting for a long time, but Gui Erniang still couldn't hit him.

She saw Qingqing cheering for the two of them on the side, and after carefully distinguishing them, she realized that it was the young man that day, and she immediately stuffed the little junior brother into Mei Jianhe's arms, drew her sword and killed Qingqing.

As the saying goes, pull a hair, move the whole body, that's the case, this originally reached a delicate balance of the situation, suddenly changed greatly.

Qingqing was very taken aback when he saw Sun Zhongjun coming, but fortunately, Sun Zhongjun had an injury on his foot and his movements were slow, and he was easily dodged by Qingqing.

Gui Xinshu said: "Don't hurt her"

Sun Zhongjun said: "She is the daughter of the Golden Snake Langjun. ”

Gui Xinshu: "Oh" and stopped talking.

Seeing the master's acquiescence, Sun Zhongjun sneered again and again, and swung his sword again to kill Qingqing.

Yuan Chengzhi was in a hurry, kicked several times in a row, and wanted to force Gui Erniang to retreat, but saw that the latter would not let him go at all, and he could break free for a while.

I only heard a cold laugh in the audience: "Gui Er, the good apprentice you taught, Mu Renqing, the good disciple grandson you taught." ”

With a heavy sword intersecting, under Gui Xinshu's strong internal force, the sword in his hand and the knife in Meng Yuan's hand were all broken.

"Yuan Chengzhi, when do you want to let it go, Gui Er, don't you want to compete with me, you just take my palm and try it."

Meng Yuan suddenly exhaled, threw down the handle of the knife with his right hand, opened his five fingers, bent his fingertips slightly, and slapped out in the shape of a plum blossom, and a bang suddenly sounded in the air.

"Plum Blossom Palm"

Gui Xinshu punched out, only to see Meng Yuan's body shake, like a few shadows stacked and shaken, Gui Xinshu's punch actually went empty!

He saw Meng Yuan's body suddenly come to the front of him, and the right hand pressed his right shoulder, and Gui Xinshu's body flew up.

"Knock" slammed into a large tree solidly.

The big tree snapped in two.

"The master" Gui Erniang shouted and pounced on Mengyuan, and her fists fell with a double peak.

Meng Yuan didn't look at it, pinched his palm with his left hand, and struck out in the shape of a plum blossom.

"Stop" An old voice sounded, only to see an extremely vigorous figure rushing out of the tree, and between the two of them, his left hand blocked Gui Erniang's fists, and his right hand turned into a palm and slapped Mengyuan's left palm.

Meng Yuan and the man exchanged their palms, and the two of them shook at the same time, and then stood still.

"What a ruthless girl." But it was Mu Sang who kicked Sun Zhongjun away, and his old face was blue.

"Master Mu?" Meng Yuan asked lightly.

"How much force did you use with this palm?"

"Five points, that's enough."

"Thank you for your mercy."

Mu Renqing withdrew his palm, it turned out that he felt that Meng Yuan's palm was much lighter than he imagined, even so, it was enough to dissolve Gui Erniang's fists. He asked this sentence to make sure that Meng Yuan had no intention of killing Gui Erniang, so he thanked him.

Then, two more figures jumped down from the tree, it was the eldest disciple Huang Zhen with a copper pen and iron abacus, and the mute. Seeing Meng Yuan, the dumb glared at him and turned away.

Meng Yuan glared at Mu Sang Dao fiercely, and punched him. Mu Sang Dao Chang saluted a little embarrassed, it turned out that he was supposed to protect Qingqing, but this old Taoist met Mu Renqing and came over late.

Mu Renqing walked to Gui Xinshu's side and pushed blood through the palace for him, and after a while, Gui Xinshu woke up, he was in a semi-coma, he was knocked down by the big tree, even if he didn't count the power of Mengyuan's almost very powerful plum blossom palm, he was not lightly injured.

"Chengzhi, I heard what your senior brother said about you in Weizhou, and you did a good job." Then his face sank, and he said, "Why don't young people respect their elders and start with their senior brother and sister-in-law?" ”

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