If you want to break the deer, break your heart first (Chapter 337)

Since handing over this Yi Xinzi, he has been full of hundreds of years at this time, and he has been secretly anxious: "In terms of speed, this Yi Xinzi is not as good as Qu Zhengqiu of Huashan, and in terms of strength, he is even worse than the best, but even so, I have been fighting with him for the longest time!" How can I still have so much internal strength to consume with him like this? ”

But that Yi Xinzi's swordsmanship was really difficult to entangle, and he saw that Xingyun at this time the iron sword blew the rain and broke the bridge and stabbed straight over, and the momentum was naturally extraordinary, but that Yi Xinzi did not pick it up, but took the first step, stretched out the sword of the deer, and went straight to the place where Xingyun must be saved before the rain was broken, which made it natural to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

Xingyun had to use the broken bridge to make up for it at this time, but the Yi Xinzi's deer ran away again, and so on, although Xingyun fought with him for a hundred moves, but there was no complete sword!

This kind of competition made Xingyun feel very uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was bound, no matter which sword it was, it had already been expected, and he was naturally very aggrieved.

Xingyun was entangled by Yi Xinzi's swordsmanship, and many times he wanted to use the sword to hit the deer, but the deer itself was a soft sword, and after the transformation, it was even more like a loach, and the entire sword gang was surrounded by a layer of soft light, no matter how much strength Xingyun's sword carried, as long as it touched it, it immediately slipped aside, and there was no strength!

The transformation of this sword soul made Xingyun powerful and had nowhere to go, which made Xingyun even more annoyed. At this time, although Xingyun was not defeated for a while, he was already tired. If this goes on like this, it will be very detrimental to him.

In an instant. After another ten moves, Xingyun Xin said: "If I continue to spend with him like this, I will win this one, so what about the next few battles?" If you don't have the strength, how can you fight in the next battle? Not to mention that there are still three factions that have not yet been recruited, how can I run out of strength? ”

That's just what I thought of here. Xingyun was shocked, and said secretly: "Could it be that he is coming to consume me, and then come to attack with a sword after I am tired?" Or will the next one prevail over me after the delay? ”

In fact, this is what Xingyun wants, and Yi Xinzi doesn't want to win: "I've been fighting with this young man for so long, if I were someone else, with my calculation technique, I would have won one step ahead, but this young man is a double sword, and it is a critical juncture." There is always a sword to save, and the joint swordsmanship is indeed a mystery. ”

This Xingyun's joint sword technique also made Yi Xinzi feel very embarrassed. It is precisely because of this that these two have been fighting for so long!

Yi Xinzi, who has always been full of confidence in his own calculation technique, has some upper hand at this time, but with his always conceited wisdom, at this time, he has been stalemate with Xingyun for a long time and still does not win, for Yi Xinzi, he is already very dissatisfied. Especially when he just boasted, he couldn't win at this time, so where is his face?

It turned out that before Yuan Sirong came here, Xingyun invited to fight alone, but the big factions actually passed the buck to each other, and no one wanted to fight that battle, Wudang was on the same level as Shaolin after all, at this time, he had to set an example, and Xuanyuan Zhenren only invited his uncle Yi Xinzi to appear.

And Yi Xinzi has already watched Xingyun's two competitions, one against Huashan Qu Zhengqiu. A supreme good to Shaolin, although Xingyun won. But after more than 100 moves in those two games, Yi Xinzi saw the Xingyun swordsmanship through it, and the sixteen styles of the breeze and rain, he had already fought, so when he saw Xuanyuan Zhenren invited, he said: "Don't worry, my nephew will break this joint sword technique." ”

Yi Xinzi's seniority is naturally high, and he has always been the champion of Wudang, at this time, Xuanyuan Zhenren immediately let go, if Wudang is defeated, although it will end up with a wheel war, but after all, Huashan Shaolin is defeated, and Wudang is the only winner, come and go, it is not bad. And Xingyun naturally has to be brought by Wudang, the power of the joint swordsmanship, at this time, no one has questioned it anymore, and the secret book was destroyed by Wuyangzi, at this time, only Xingyun alone has learned it, and it will naturally fall on him. It's just that Diancang came up with that idea, but he Wudang took the lead, although Xuanyuan Zhenren is a monk, but he is also unhappy in his heart.

At this time, he saw that Yi Xinzi's divine sword was flying, and he had the upper hand, and Xuanyuan Zhenren also praised his uncle's calculation skills, but how did he know that Yi Xinzi was resisted?

Although he had the upper hand, he was far from victory, after all, Xingyun had already fought two battles, so Yi Xinzi didn't want to be so embarrassed, and his heart was as anxious as Xingyun.

At this time, the two of them were fighting to a critical point, and the master made a move, not to be neglected in the slightest, Xingyun was distracted and fell into the wind, so at this time, the two of them were holding on, and it depended on who couldn't resist first.

This Xingyun and Yi Xinzi each have their own reasons for being anxious, but in comparison, it is Xingyun who is even worse.

Yi Xinzi was anxious no matter how anxious he was, he just wanted to save his face, but Xingyun was worried about Qingcheng's safety

Not only wins, but also wins neatly, so that the physical strength can be left to fight again, and the double soul joint swordsmanship will be difficult to perform, if it is really at that time, Xingyun will no longer have the possibility of winning, and furthermore, Xingyun's age is far inferior to Yi Xinzi, which is worse than the distance above the state of mind.

Seeing Xingyun secretly said at this time: "Before the competition, Yi Xinzi said that his method of calculation is unique in the world, although he doesn't know that the Emperor's Dao Fa is better than him, but after all, the master of Tongtian does not perform this Jianghu, so his swordsmanship can indeed be proud of the others." But no matter what, I'm going to beat him recently, and the question is how can I break his sword technique? ”

Xing Yungang thought of this, and his heart suddenly moved: "At this time, if the senior is willing to come to help me in an instant, with his extremely fast sword, Yi Xinzi will not have so much time to give him even if he wants to measure, even if he calculates it, he can't prevent it!" This is the best way to break his reckoning. It's a pity that I can't agree to the words of my predecessors, Master Xiao is here to help me, how can I seek other sects? ”

After thinking about the words on the road when he came, Xingyun shook his head secretly.

"In that case, then I will win this battle on my own! Don't want help anymore! Xingyun's heart was telecuted, as Xingyun grew older and had such a martial arts status, Xingyun had begun to deliberately avoid relying on others.

Since Xingyun had made up his mind, at this time, while fighting with Na Yi Xinzi, he was thinking about the way to crack it: "This Yi Xinzi's swordsmanship is very similar to the general outline of the swordsmanship passed on to Mr. Ming Fei by the Dao Emperor's predecessors.

On that day, my thunder sword technique was too well-known, so it was repeatedly recognized by Mr. Ming Fei and fell behind, and now it is because of the breeze and rain 16 styles that this Yi Xinzi has seen through, and he can so accurately calculate the trend of my sword at this time, because of the sword technique that I exposed in the previous battle with Qu Zhengqiu and Zhishan. ”

Xingyun guessed that it was about the same, but this breeze and rain sixteen styles, Yi Xinzi was already familiar with it ten years ago, the first two battles were just to find out Xingyun's character and swordsmanship, the same swordsmanship was used by people with different character attainments, and the result was very different, Yi Xinzi saw through Xingyun's these, so he dared to boast that he could win.

Xingyun thought of this, and suddenly said in his mind: "Ah, I use this breeze and rain sixteen styles, because he has seen it, so he can naturally calculate the trend of my next sword, so if I don't use this sword technique, can he still calculate it?" But in addition to the sixteen styles of the breeze and rain, I will only be able to run the thunder sword technique, and most of the people in the rivers and lakes know the thunder sword technique, so it will naturally not play a role. ”

Another sword stabbed out, Xingyun because of what he thought in his heart, this sword actually stabbed out of shape, and he was secretly calling out that it was not good, but that Yi Xinzi was a flurry, and the deer in his hand was slow, Xingyun moved back a little bit with this wrong sword, and suddenly thought in his heart: "What's going on?" Could it be that if I make a move without rules, he will lose? Come to think of it, he's just measuring my swordsmanship, and he can't read my mind! ”

Thinking of this, Xingyun consciously thought of the way to crack it, his heart was very happy, and his face naturally showed it, that Yi Xinzi saw it, his heart was stunned, and he said secretly: "Does he still have any backhand?" Thinking of this, Yi Xinzi's sword became even more cautious.

The strangeness on Xingyun's face was also noticed by the people present, and although Yuan Sirong couldn't see the faces of the two people in the field clearly, she could see the changes in the demeanor of the people around her, and asked Wuyangzi at the moment: "Grandpa, what's wrong in that scene?" Brother Yun, is he okay? ”

Wuyangzi saw Xingyun's face relax at this time, and he didn't know what Xingyun was thinking, so he could only reply: "Yun'er's face suddenly became much more relaxed, maybe he thought of some way to crack it." ”

As Wu Yangzi spoke, he saw that Xingyun's swordsmanship changed suddenly, and the broken bridge iron sword was not in the sixteen styles of the breeze, but indiscriminately struck! or stab, or split, or chop, horizontal and vertical, although it is not in order, but it is arbitrary, and the momentum is not bad, and that Yi Xinzi saw it, and when he got on the ground, it was difficult for his subordinates to calculate the whereabouts of Xingyun's next sword, and it was actually taken back by Xingyun!

Yuan Sirong no longer understands martial arts, but Xingyun is now pressing step by step, and the upper hand is obvious, looking at it in his eyes at the moment, he is happy: "Grandpa, is Brother Yun going to win?" ”

Yuan Sirong said, and then looked at her grandfather, but saw Wuyangzi's brows furrowed.

"Brother Yun obviously has the upper hand, why is Grandpa worried?" Yuan Sirong was puzzled, but the joy that had just risen in her heart was also diluted.