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"Good!"

Meng Yuan praised lightly, and unfolded the complete Songshan swordsmanship, this set of swordsmanship was unfolded in his hands, like a dragon, and the weather was thousands, even Zuo Lengchan was in person, and it was nothing more than that.

"Very clever swordsmanship, just with this set of swordsmanship, it is enough to start a sect." Cheng Yushuang deserved a few hands in succession, and now although he can easily break every move and every style, but the opponent's set of swordsmanship moves and moves are closely connected with each other, and there are almost no flaws to follow, which is a rare clever swordsmanship, and he can't help but admire.

"It's a pity that although this set of swordsmanship is clever, it is still a swordsmanship after all, and there is a trajectory to follow, so in the face of real swordsmanship, it is vulnerable."

As he spoke, Cheng Yushuang turned his words around, and several swords stabbed out, each sword was stabbed at the changing trend of Meng Yuan's sword moves.

"There is no thickness to enter and have leisure, and there must be room for it to be restored."

Seeing Cheng Yushuang's swords, Meng Yuan's eyes lit up, and this sentence in "Zhuangzi Health Master" suddenly flashed in his heart.

"Brilliant enough"

Meng Yuan smiled, and the sword in his hand suddenly bent.

It was a very peculiar feeling, he was not using a soft sword, although the sword body was tough, it would never really bend like a crescent moon, but in Cheng Yushuang's perception, the opponent's sword was bent, and in an extremely natural posture, a circle was drawn, like a hundred refined steel, turning into a finger twist.

"Wudang finger around the soft sword!"

In the plot of Xiaoao Jianghu, Meng Yuan and others went to Wudang, and almost destroyed the Wudang sect, and some of the mental secrets of the ancestors below Zhang Zhenren were divided by several of them.

When Meng Yuan used the finger twisting soft sword, the changes in his swordsmanship were suddenly enriched several times, and the original Songshan swordsmanship was like that towering mountain, and suddenly there were a few more flowing waters, which were soft and clear, and entered into it.

Like a sleeping giant beast, waking up from a dream, a clear roar came out of Mengyuan's mouth, and the begonia autumn dew in his hand suddenly swung out a number of swords!

The first sword was swung out, like a high mountain towering, clouds and mist, erratic, hazy.

The second sword and a sword fly straight down, gurgling and ringing, like a cold current in the secluded world, clear and cold, if the trickle of pine roots, a sense of peace and joy, spontaneously arise.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and the third sword stood out from the flowing water in the mountains, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and there was a sword light shining like the moon, and the clear spring was jubilant among the stones.

These three swords were swung out continuously, Cheng Yushuang sighed lightly, and the sword light flashed again, but she couldn't cut the hearty sword intent in Mengyuan's sword, and she had to take a step back, her eyebrows suddenly raised, and she said a "good" word.

With a light swing of the soft sword in her hand, she brought up a piece of blue light, covering it like a dome, and it was a style of "heaven like a dome", and her body was like a strong grass in the wind, dancing quickly.

The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, the cattle and sheep are stuffed, the breeze is blowing, and the grass is flying with eagles.

This is not a sword, nor a move, but a random situation, the sword in the hand is no longer a weapon to kill, but a musical instrument in the hands of musicians, and the pen and ink in the hands of literati, free to stir and wield freely.

Mengyuan smiled again and again, the sword in his hand changed again, the sword intent gurgling, the appearance of the surging view, with the image of the dragon's roar, as if sitting on a dangerous boat across the Wu Gorge, dizzy, thrilling, such as running in the mountains, between the ten thousand ravines and streams, suddenly there is a light boat has passed, the momentum is like a feint, sometimes the aftermath of the rock, sometimes the state of whirling slightly.

The two of them did not try to suppress each other with internal strength, but only used their swords to interpret the sword intent in their hearts with great ease, from the initial stagnation, to the joy and fluency in the middle, until the later supernatural generalization.

From there are moves to no moves, and then from no moves to moves, but the difference between the moves before and after is like a world of difference.

Unconsciously, Mengyuan's swordsmanship gradually transitioned from the initial swordsmanship to the swordsmanship rules and original intention that he began to comprehend after learning Dugu Jiujian, and then finally used these rules to restore, and even changed those moves, from seeing the mountain is a mountain, seeing the water is water, to seeing the mountain is not a mountain, seeing the water is not water, and then to the mountain behind is still a mountain, and water is still water.

Every time he swings his sword, it is no longer the original move, but it is natural, although every sword still has flaws, but those flaws have become a part of the sword, inseparable.

This is where the true meaning of the Yue Nu sword lies, just as the clever musician or painter, at the beginning, is to imitate the works of predecessors or masters, from which to draw the skills and principles of performance and painting, to have enough knowledge of these, any musical phrases, famous paintings, in their ears, in front of their eyes, are a string of notes, a series of strokes, until finally, when they thoroughly master these rules, they are integrated with their own inspiration, so that they can enjoy their own music, By the time they paint a work full of their soul's feelings, they have already gone from being musicians and painters to becoming true masters.

No longer stick to moves, no longer pay attention to what no moves, let alone pay attention to what has a sword or no sword, whether the sword is in hand, it is easy to come by, even if it is a look, a step, it contains an extremely ingenious sword intent.

Gan Mingzhu was fascinated, her heart was full of thoughts, her eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and her cheeks, which were as white as jade, also had a faint flush.

This one went straight from the rising sun, until the fall of Jin Wuxi, the two of them who fought each other, there was no repetition of the shot, but the degree of the sword, from slow to fast, and from fast to slow, there were several cycles in a row.

Finally, the movements of the two slowed down again, and the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, with the internal skills of Mengyuan and Cheng Yushuang, it would only be like this if they were really lacking.

I only heard Meng Yuan say: "Happy, happy, Meng Yuan has fought countless people in this life, if you want to say that the most painful fight, it is still today's scene, but for the sake of becoming a woman, we don't have to fight anymore." ”

The fine sweat on Cheng Yushuang's forehead and sideburns exposed her state at this time, you must know that Ming Yugong is the best internal skill in the world for long-term battles, and after practicing to the ninth level, the internal force is endless, and it can even absorb the internal force of the other party for its own use. Although Cheng Yushuang's internal strength is fine, it can't be compared with Mengyuan at this time after all.

"You didn't beat me." Cheng Yushuang said coldly.

"Dream someone has words first, Cheng Woman, your swordsmanship is good, not under Meng, but at this time, although there is no real winner or loser, Dream is victorious and undefeated, Cheng Woman You are defeated and undefeated!"

Cheng Yushuang snorted lightly, but did not refute Meng Yuan's words, she is also one of the strongest characters in Xiao Yi's martial arts world, and she understands what Meng Yuan said.

If she only compares swords, her swordsmanship is a full one or two points higher than Meng Yuan, but this gap between the two is not enough to determine the victory or defeat of the two. Around Meng Yuan's body, there is a true qi barrier composed of countless whirlpools, as long as it is within this range, the weapon in his hand will be affected by it, deviating from the original direction, not only that, Mingyu's true qi temperament is cold, when fighting, he must also run his true qi to keep out the cold all the time, under the growth of one or the other, Cheng Yushuang's true qi consumption is four or five percent faster than Meng Yuan.

"If I will prevail against you, let it be among the lilies." Cheng Yushuang said.

"Yes, but although the world is big, there are not many people who can win a dream in a lily." Meng Yuan laughed.

"Admittedly." Cheng Yushuang nodded slightly.

At the beginning of the fight, Cheng Yushuang did have the upper hand, but when Meng Yuan was stimulated by the opponent's sword intent and made a breakthrough, the gap between the two sides gradually narrowed unconsciously, until in the end, it was Meng Yuan who had the upper hand.

"You and your disciples have quite good strength, if you add me and those two children, well, although the odds of winning are not high, you can also fight with Tie Haitang and them." Cheng Yushuang said.

"The odds aren't high?" Meng Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Yushuang with interest and said, "Then in your opinion, if it is based on the five of us, what is the chance of winning?" ”

"This ......" Cheng Yushuang hesitated for a moment and said: "Speaking from the heart, it's only about fifty percent." ”

Meng Yuan hummed and said, "I want to hear it in detail." ”

"This world is so big, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, such as your master and apprentice, such skills, but I have never heard of the names of the two of you, the so-called unpredictable world, this is what it is."

Cheng Yushuang pondered for a moment and said: "There may be a lot of accidents, and I can't know them all, all I can mention is a few characters that I will inevitably meet." ”

She pulled up the messy sideburns that had been messy in the sword competition before, and her voice was full of loneliness recalling the past, and said: "Of course, Tie Haitang first, for this person, few people know him better than me." ”