Chapter Ninety-Eight: Swordsmanship Xiaocheng
Thinking like this, Haoyue Ancestor had extremely difficulty suppressing the jealousy that was constantly surging in his heart, and then showed a disdainful expression towards Changsheng.
"What is this knife called? The material is shoddy, which is also worthy of being called a knife? How do I think this is more like a pig-killing knife! Such a knife is also worthy of the sacrifice of a yang mending celestial body? ”
"Buzz—"
The abatement immediately let out a humming sound of dissatisfaction, it is a good knife! It's a really good knife! It can help the owner!
Seeing that there seemed to be a hatred of parting that had sprouted his own consciousness, Haoyue Ancestor became more and more jealous, but he hid it well, smiled contemptuously at this time, and then started without warning!
"Sancai scattered flowers!"
Countless sword qi swept through the air, and finally evolved into the appearance of flowers. But those flowers are not as soft and fragrant as real flowers, but are full of a strong sense of coldness.
Every flower is a murderous weapon!
But Changsheng was unexpectedly calm at this time, she stood in place, and a black and white aura quickly spread from the dantian, all the way to her cheeks and eyes.
At this time, the pupil of Changsheng's left eye quietly transformed into a small black and white gossip pattern, and then, she swung a knife that looked like an understatement.
That knife was really gentle, like a breeze, like a bright moon, like all the beautiful things in this world, but it was such a gentle knife, but it wiped out one-tenth of the sword flower of the Haoyue Ancestor on the opposite side.
Although this erased not much, Haoyue Ancestor's face changed greatly. Because it's not being swept away, it's really being erased, as if it had never been there.
What kind of weird knife technique is this?
Moreover, the ugly girl on the other side was staring at her sword flower with a very serious look, not like she was facing an enemy, this person's eyes were like, like ......
Learning!
Haoyue Ancestor, who had this thought in his heart, couldn't help but cool down. No, this ugly girl can't have this kind of talent, if anyone can learn the essence of the other party's swordsmanship, who would dare to compete with others?
Forcibly calming himself down, Haoyue Ancestor took a deep breath and rushed forward the next moment! The tip of the sword is pointed straight at the heart of the immortal!
Changsheng stood quietly in place, she was listening, listening carefully to the direction of those aura. On the left? No, on the right!
She slowly retreated, and the hatred in her hand spun slightly, and a black and white gossip pattern appeared out of thin air, entangled the opponent's sword momentum, and then sent it away in four or two, and Haoyue Ancestor's sword suddenly turned to the side. At this time, Changsheng's empty left hand flicked back, and the whole person rotated from the left, snapping into Haoyue Ancestor's waist.
The black and white qi sent by the Yuanji Impermanent Carp instantly poured into the other party's body, although Haoyue Ancestor quickly moved his footsteps, but after all, he was still attacked, and at this time, there was a sharp pain in his waist, and the skin and flesh seemed to be cut! Those seemingly harmless black and white qi of humans and animals almost destroyed the piece of skin and flesh around Haoyue Old Ancestor's waist, and if he hadn't reacted extremely quickly to temporarily seal it, it might have spread at this time.
Enduring the sharp pain in his waist and looking at the immortal on the other side, the corners of Haoyue Ancestor's mouth twitched.
Is this what genius is called? Is this the ultimate talent of geniuses? How can it be?! Even a genius like Xuan Yuanjin was destroyed by himself, how could this ugly girl with no foundation at all grow up so fast? Unless, this man has a lot of treasure!
Thinking of this, Haoyue Ancestor smiled at the corners of his lips with difficulty, trying to express his harmlessness as gently as possible.
"This little girl, in fact, I don't have to take Xuan Yuanjin's body. Otherwise, I won't touch Xuan Yuanjin's corpse, and you tell me the reason why you suddenly became stronger just now. Is it done? ”
Seeing that Changsheng didn't speak, just quietly, staring at himself, especially the sword flowers around him, Haoyue Ancestor twitched in his heart. Then go ahead and put on a smiley face.
"You see, there is actually no insoluble enmity between us, as long as we can let go of the hatred in our hearts......"
Before the words fell, Haoyue Ancestor suddenly appeared behind Changsheng, the spirit sword in his hand was split into two, and countless sword flowers covered Changsheng's entire person like rain and snow.
"Buzz—"
Parting from the abomination let out an alert hum, Changsheng clenched the long knife soothingly, and simply closed his eyes directly.
Just looking at this Haoyue Ancestor's swordsmanship, she almost subconsciously remembered the incense pile of snow. Changsheng had never learned systematic swordsmanship, the only thing he learned was Gu Shengjiao's Huangliang three-style swordsmanship. In the way of swordsmanship, she can be said to understand nothing, and it can also be said to be a blank sheet of paper that can be used arbitrarily.
Because I don't understand, I can show all my ideas at this time. When the incense pile snow is in full bloom, it is warm and brilliant, and when it withers, it is even more popular, although the flowering period is short, but it blooms all its enthusiasm in the short flowering period!
It's like Xuejin lying quietly on the pyre at this time.
So, from the very beginning, she has always had an urge to create something. Although he was deprived of almost everything when he was born, and his spiritual root physique was gone, there was one thing that could not be deprived. That's innate understanding.
Perception is something that cannot be seen or touched, but it is real. For example, it may take a few months or even longer for ordinary people to learn a swordsmanship, but those with extremely high understanding only need half a month to learn. An understanding like Changsheng, who can learn and even draw inferences from the first time he sees it, is a pure genius!
In his heart, he carefully depicted the appearance of the incense pile of snow when it was in full bloom, and Changsheng's impression of the incense pile of snow became deeper and deeper in the continuous flickering and moving, until the appearance of the incense pile snow in full bloom could be reflexively appeared in his mind, and then it was the state of fluttering when it withered......
Haoyue Ancestor ruthlessly injected what he had learned all his life into this sword, he had completely disregarded his face at this time, he didn't want to bully the small, he just wanted to kill this terrible ugly girl in the palm of his hand.
And when Haoyue Ancestor swung the eighteenth sword, he was shocked to find that the sky was snowing.
No, it's not snow, it's a sword flower as dense as snowflakes!
At this time, Changsheng had already hooked the broken golden sword in his hand, holding a blade in each hand, and countless sword flowers fell one after another, creating a sword rain in the air.
That little incense pile of snowflakes, you are not as gorgeous as other flowers, and you are far less fragrant than them, but you have countless small petals, and you have the courage to try your best to survive. Even if it's only blooming for three days, bring out the best in yourself.
In the rain of swords, the swordsmanship that Changsheng had been silently groping for was finally practiced at this moment.
The brilliance is all over the sky, and the swordsmanship is beginning to be formed. The name of swordsmanship, incense pile snow.
(End of chapter)