On the Qingyu platform, the scene of Xiao Yaosheng swinging his sword to force back the night white clothes made everyone's eyes widen.

And it seemed that Ye Baiyi seemed to be unable to do anything, so he took a few steps back.

I saw Xiao Yaosheng dancing with a sword, with a bit of arrogance in his eyes, and said loudly: "I write my heart by hand, I express my feelings with my pen, I am the word, the word is me, the person and the word are one, the book and the meaning are one...... Master Night, can you stop me from copying everyone's "Self-Narrative Post"? ”

Self-description post?

When the heroes heard Xiao Yaosheng's words, they couldn't help frowning and pondering.

After all, the rivers and lakes are reckless, and how many of them are really literate, have read books, have geometry in literary works, and have you ever observed famous paintings and calligraphy?

Most of the so-called people in the rivers and lakes pay attention to personal martial arts, or have a struggle for power, but they are just fighting and killing!

However, not all sects are like this, similar to Wudang, Quanzhen and other Taoist sects, they still attach great importance to the physical and mental moral cultivation of their disciples, not to mention that they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they also have a lot of involvement.

Li Yanjiang was slightly stunned: "The famous Huaisu's "Self-Narrative Post"? ”

Looking at the confused look of most of the people in the field, Zhao Yukun couldn't help but sigh: "Known as the world's first cursive post, except for the reading talent, no one in the world knows about it, the frog at the bottom of the well!" ”

When Li Yanjiang heard Shigong's words, he couldn't help asking: "Shigong, is this Huashan Xiao Master integrating swordsmanship into calligraphy?" ”

Zhao Yukun's eyes flashed with a fine light, and his tone was quite cheerful: "No, this Xiao master of the Huashan faction is extremely talented, he has integrated calligraphy into the way of the sword, which is far better than the skill of writing with a sword and copying calligraphy." ”

Rao is he has lived for most of his life, and he didn't expect that someone would comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship to this point, and he said that everyone was a frog at the bottom of the well, so why not sigh himself.

Self-description post...... Ye Baiyi was slightly stunned, he had heard of this famous post, of course, only by hearing it.

"Then I will learn Master Xiao's tricks!"

Ye Baiyi snorted, and stepped forward again, the long sword slashed from top to bottom, and the cold ice true qi was attached to the blade, separating from the left and right, no matter how the other party dodged, it was inevitable that he would be injured by the cold qi and invade the body.

However, Xiao Yaosheng did not dodge or dodge, raised his sword and swung it, the two of them collided with each other's long swords, and the cold ice qi climbed up, seeing that he was about to invade Xiao Yaosheng's arm, only to see him bend his arm and shake, and a force that was neither internal force true qi nor sword qi suddenly dispersed the cold ice qi and shook out of the body.

"It's ......"

Ye Baiyi was slightly frightened, and hurriedly stabbed out another sword.

Xiao Yaosheng moved with the sword, the sword was driven by his hand, constantly sketching something in the air, it seemed that there were many unnecessary tricks out of thin air, but he was able to interrupt the attack of Ye Baiyi.

The immersive night white clothes looked serious, knowing that it was a redundant sword move, it was completely a false move to close his retreat, only to tell him to avoid it, and he could only follow the will of the other party to advance and retreat, and Xiao Yaosheng's sword move was virtual and real, at this moment this sword seemed to be a feint, but when he stepped forward, it could immediately become a real move, which was really unavoidable and unavoidable.

Xiao Yaosheng's swordsmanship is slow, slows down, and changes are endless, which really shows a crazy word to the fullest.

The two of them took out their swords one after another, dismantling each other, and the strange thing was that Xiao Yao's demeanor when he gave birth to the sword was as if he was drunk, and his body swinged extremely widely.

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The long sword pointed to was also high and low, and the night white clothes wanted to withdraw and retreat temporarily, but they were like stuck in a quagmire and couldn't break free.

As Xiao Yaosheng's moves became faster and faster, the night white clothes became more and more like they were trapped in a cage, and the long sword swept across the room, clanging, as if the trapped beast was biting the steel cage with its claws, even if the sparks were flying everywhere, and the cage was covered with claw marks and tooth marks, it was useless.

And the people who know the sword in the field have also changed from the previous stunned to the current sitting upright, looking up.

Wu Daozi sighed even more: "When the horn is exposed, I only feel surprised and inexplicable, and I am amazed; Then I feel that it is simple and crude, and the dot painting is invisible, and it is not subtle; Moreover, I feel that it is vast, mysterious, and magnificent. ”

Even he couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself, lamenting the strangeness of the other party's swordsmanship, he was no longer his opponent.

Yang Ling stared at the carefree life in the field with burning eyes, and said in his heart: "He didn't use all his strength that day!" ”

If he was on the hill, if Xiaoyaosheng used such a sword technique, he would really be difficult to parry.

Huashan faction.

Liu Qingge looked at Xiao Yaosheng in the field, and couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Yao's swordsmanship is unpredictable, and when it is strong, it is strong, even if I am against it, I can't get any benefits!" ”

Xiao Shengfeng said on the side: "When the ancestor was sober, he once said that the swordsmanship of Yaosheng is not gravity, when the mind is accessible, the swordsmanship can be understood by itself, and it can be seen today, it is really amazing." ”

Speaking of which, this is also his son, and when he sees him shining at this moment, his heart is not very happy, and he is honored.

Liu Qingge was surprised: "The old Lu seniors of your faction? ”

"I can't imagine that you still remember that I have this person in Huashan?"

Xiao Shengfeng couldn't help but glance at him more, this ancestor of the Huashan faction is said to have practiced swords when he was young, and finally locked himself in the Siguo Cliff.

The last two generations of the head of the Huashan faction had thought about the cliff to check, but only found two broken iron chains, and there was no figure of this ancestor, so in the past few decades, the people in Huashan thought he was dead.

But he didn't expect to suddenly appear again in recent years and find Xiao Shengfeng, and he knew that this amazing and glamorous ancestor did not die because of the madness, but I don't know if it was because of this reason, the ancestor's consciousness was not very clear, and he would go crazy from time to time.

He rarely left Siguo Cliff, and he never went down the mountain, so Xiao Shengfeng didn't pay much attention to it.

Facing Xiao Shengfeng's surprise, Liu Qingge hurriedly explained: "It was Master Xiao who talked to me about it, the sword demon Lu Liang back then is still a lingering nightmare in the rivers and lakes!" ”

Xiao Shengfeng glanced at the other party deeply and did not speak again.

What the other party has in mind, he knows it in his heart, but now the head of Huashan is not him, and there are many things he doesn't want to care, of course, in the face of the swordsman, he can't control it.

In the field.

With the swordsmanship of the two of them, the green bricks on the green jade platform exploded with a bang, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, flying sand and stones.

Xiao Yao's business is like the writer of the year, splashing ink, swordsmanship has entered the realm, a sword rushes out, like a storm, about to come out, like lightning and thunder, soaring into the air, holding a sword, more like a strong man drawing a sword, the spirit is moving.

Even people who don't know calligraphy can't help but be impressed by his demeanor when they see this.

I saw fine sweat on the forehead of the white clothes of the night, and I felt the pressure for the first time.

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Even though his swordsmanship was superb, he couldn't hurt the other party, but he was still at the mercy of Xiao Yaosheng's strange swordsmanship, wasting his internal strength.

If he continues like this, he will surely be defeated, and his heart will be very anxious.

"I have been practicing swordsmanship for ten years, and I have recently achieved great swordsmanship, I wanted to defeat the masters of the four factions in swordsmanship, and make a name for myself, but I didn't want to kill a Xiao Yaosheng today, and I finally underestimated the Wuyue Sword Sect in the white clothes of the night!"

The thought in Ye Baiyi's heart floated, knowing that this battle would be undefeatable, and immediately snorted lightly, and the extreme yin internal force in the dantian suddenly subverted like a flood that broke the embankment, and a wave of extreme yin cold qi spread towards the entire green jade platform, causing a thin layer of ice to form on the green bricks.

Xiao Yaosheng suddenly felt a chill coming, and immediately used the "meaning" of his calligraphy to transform the sword into force to disperse the chill that was about to invade his body.

The ancients talked about books, advocating both form and spirit, and especially the spirit, the spirit is "freehand", since the youth, Xiao Yaosheng copied this "self-description post" no less than 10,000 times, plus his talent is amazing, but also gradually comprehended the "freehand" in this famous post.

After he abandoned the text from the martial arts, he wrote on behalf of the sword, and the calligraphy was integrated into the swordsmanship, and the freehand that was honed out of it somehow became similar to the power of the sword will, according to Lu Zu, this is the prototype of the sword, he does not know what the prototype of the sword is, only knows that this meaning is through the gods, can block the ten thousand laws, very wonderful.

Xiao Yaosheng blocked the invasion of the cold with a sword, and immediately turned defense into offense, the swordsmanship was coherent, the momentum was abundant, and the virtual and real changes had reached the most exquisite moment.

And one of his "self-narrative posts" is about to be written in the final chapter.

"There are dozens of powder-walled corridors, and there is a small open-minded atmosphere. Suddenly, there were three or five screams, and the walls were full of tens of millions of words. ”

I only heard Xiao Yaosheng's voice fall, and then he whistled three times, fighting to a hearty place, and it was inevitable that his heart was full of energy.

Suddenly, he walked like a ghost, and the long sword was more like the wind whistling out of the cold abyss, flying vertically and horizontally, there were already ten swords, a hundred swords, and sword shadows in the sky, which only made people's hearts frightened, their eyes were torn, and they watched the overwhelming strangulation.

Seeing this, Ye Baiyi couldn't help but panic a little.

He raised his left hand, and immediately a cold air covered the palm, making the whole hand like white jade, and immediately swung dozens of palm powers, blocking the sword shadow in the sky, and at the same time holding the sword in his right hand, the cold air on the blade was cold, and he slashed out.

On the green jade platform, the sword qi and the cold ice palm power collided with each other, shaking the gravel and splashing, like a hidden weapon shooting towards the stands.

Listening to the thudding of several times, several pieces of gravel were directly embedded in the stake, and the force was so deep that it almost broke the stake.

Seeing the situation, the heroes retreated one after another, for fear of being hit by this flying stone.

When Wu Daozi saw this scene, he was shocked and sighed: "These two people have a swordsmanship and a magic skill, neither of which I can resist!" ”

He originally thought that the swordsmanship of the Infinite Sword Sect was the best in the world, but today he saw the Wuyue Sword Sect competition, and he felt the frog at the bottom of the well and sat in the well to watch the sky.

If it weren't for Yang Ling's joining, he was afraid that he wouldn't have the face to participate in the next Wuyue Alliance.

Seeing that Ye Baiyi blocked all his attacks with his sword, Xiao Yaosheng couldn't help but shout.

"The night master is a good martial artist!"

"Xiao has one last move, if you take it, I will obey your orders and serve you as the leader of the alliance!"

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