The people of the Tang family in Wenshui all know that their young master is not durable to fight for a long time - the impatience here is not that he can't hold on, he has no stamina, but he is impatient.

Tonight, Tang Thirty-six was very impatient, he stepped forward with his right foot, the weed swept away with the wind, and the Wenshui sword in his hand shone with the stars in the sky, and rolled towards the seven rooms, the sword qi tore through the night sky, and there was a faint flash of fire in it.

"Evening Cloud Harvest!"

In the crowd watching the battle on the stone steps in front of the hall, there were people who knew this sword technique and exclaimed.

Tang Thirty-six True Yuan was exhausted, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, as if it was really burning under the night sky.

The few clouds that floated slowly over the square, lit up by the light of the sword fire, were also like burning clouds, like fiery clouds at sunset.

What's even more terrifying is that there is infinite sword intent hidden in that burning evening cloud, an extremely powerful sword intent.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that this young man was proud and presumptuous, and there was really a reason for being proud and presumptuous.

Gou Hanshi's expression also became solemn, he could think that Tang Thirty-six had left Wenshui and practiced in the Kyoto Heavenly Dao Academy for a few months, and he would definitely have improved compared to the past, and he was no longer the strength that ranked thirty-sixth on the Qingyun List at the beginning, but he didn't expect that his strength had improved so much and that he actually had such a level.

Evening clouds burned on the night dome, sword intent rushed to the face, and the emaciated bodies of the seven rooms were shaky, and their little faces were slightly pale, but they could not see fear.

He snorted softly, and the iron ruler sword in his hand was sealed horizontally in front of his chest, as if the two peaks of the country and mountains were slowly closing together, blocking all the brilliance of the slanting sun from his body!

Tang Thirty-six continued to move forward, the field was full of fire, the sword walked in the middle, domineering to the extreme, gradually brightening, the head of the sword, actually condensed into a dazzling white light!

The dark square in front of the palace was first illuminated by the evening clouds, and suddenly it was as bright as day, as if the morning sun was raised, and it seemed that the sunset was pulled back to the world by whom!

"Sunset hangs!"

The crowd watching the battle once again resounded with exclamations.

It was not until this moment that those strong men who knew the goods finally confirmed that Tang Thirty-six had completely mastered the true meaning of the swordsmanship of the Tang family in Wenshui!

Evening cloud harvest!

Sunset hangs!

Kaede Ichikawa!

Wenshui three-style!

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Wenshui Three Styles is the most powerful swordsmanship of the Wenshui Tang family, this set of swordsmanship only has three moves, but it is enough to change the day.

With Tang Thirty-six's current cultivation realm, even if he learned this set of swordsmanship, he would definitely not be able to fully exert the power of this set of swordsmanship, but it was already powerful enough.

With his lazy temperament, he has also devoted himself to practicing for this set of swordsmanship for four full years, plus the penance in the last few months, he has finally cultivated to perfection. He originally wanted to use it at the Qingteng Banquet, or directly abolish Tian Hague, or use it at the most critical moment of the battle with Zhuang Moult, but he never had the opportunity until tonight against the seven.

A shocking discussion rang out in front of the hall.

Chen Changsheng was a little puzzled, and asked Luoluo, "What's wrong?"

"These three swords are very powerful, they are the swords of burning and killing. ”

Luoluo said: "But the reason why everyone was shocked, in addition to this, was also because no one thought that Tang Thirty-six would use the strongest means as soon as he came up. ”

Chen Changsheng was silent, thinking to himself if there was something wrong with this?

"No one is going to make a big move right away. ”

Mr. Luoluo Zhilu Dao had no experience in cultivation and fighting, thought about it, and said, "That's ...... Too unsophisticated. ”

It's really unsophisticated.

On the stone steps in front of the hall, whether it is the ancestral hall or the Qingzhen Thirteen Introductions, as well as the Southern Sects such as the Holy Maiden Peak, those elders of the sect are just tidying up, ready to explain the details of this battle to the disciples, but who would have thought that as soon as the battle began, Tang Thirty-six put a big move, and the victory or defeat was in front of him.

The teachers and elders of those sect academies, where did they have time to say something, they could only sigh with emotion, or they were shocked and speechless.

The battle of cultivators rarely uses the ultimate move as soon as it comes up, of course, it is not because of the relationship between chic or bearing, and it has nothing to do with not paying attention to it, the most important thing is that the ultimate move is the strongest move, that is the winning hand, and when you release the ultimate, it means that you will see the victory or defeat in the next moment.

This kind of scene can only occur in those battles where the strength and weakness are clear.

The strong who are extremely confident will choose this method, or those who know that they are invincible can only break the jar.

The realm between Tang Thirty-six and Seven seems to be that if this battle is to be carried out according to the ordinary rhythm, it will take at least dozens of moves to determine the winner and loser.

There is no reason for him to take such a risk, and he will decide the winner as soon as he makes a move.

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Tang Thirty-six was not impatient, nor was he too confident, let alone without confidence.

He knew that the number and purity of the true elements of the seven rooms of the Dao were slightly better than his own, and if he wanted to talk about the true meaning and mystery of the swordsmanship, he was only afraid that the Lishan Sword Sect was also above the Wenshui Tang family, and if the battle continued like this, the most defeated person would still be himself.

He wants to win, so he has to get the first chance of winning or losing.

The first to win or lose is who rises first.

He did not hesitate to use the Wenshui three styles at the bottom of the box, and the evening clouds were connected to the sunset, and two extremely terrifying sword moves poured out of the mountains and seas, directly enveloping the seven rooms.

This is the so-called potential.

He has studied the battle between Zhuang Moult and Shichima two years ago, and he knows what the weaknesses of Shichima are.

He believed that although two years had passed, the Seven Chambers would inevitably become stronger and more stable, but there would definitely be no way to completely change that weakness.

Because a twelve-year-old child, after two years, is still a child under the age of fourteen.

A child is a child after all.

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Children are too young, too inexperienced, and most importantly, they can't withstand as much pressure as adults - after all, not everyone is like Chen Changsheng, who has been living under the most terrifying pressure in the world since he was ten years old.

Seven rooms are the youngest disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect, but they are also one of the two people who are under the most pressure in the entire Lishan Sect, the other being Akiyama-kun.

He was less than twelve years old, and he was able to fight head-on with the strongest students of the Heavenly Dao Academy, even if he lost, he could be called shocking, the most legendary uncle and ancestor of Lishan, on the way to travel all over the world, accidentally returned to the mountain to learn about it, and once commented: There is this son from the mountain, and he will not fall for a thousand years.

What a high evaluation, and what a heavy pressure.

It was under such pressure that Shichima practiced and studied, and at a young age, he became more and more silent, more and more like a little adult.

But as Tang Thirty-six thought, a child is a child after all.

Tang Thirty-six made a move in the Wenshui three styles, which was to destroy the pressure he was under to the extreme.

With this pressure alone, it will crush the seven rooms.

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Except for Mao Qiuyu and other predecessors, only Gou Hanshi understood Tang Thirty-six's intentions at the first time.

His expression became more and more solemn, he knew that the little junior brother of the Dao Dao was talented, but because of his age, he always had a weakness, two years ago he was defeated by Zhuang Changmoult's men, the world thought that it was a lack of experience, the reason for the lack of years of cultivation, but he understood that the little junior brother lost the sword after the most reckless, that is, he lost in the lack of decisiveness.

The reason why it is not decisive enough is because Shichima panicked, and the reason why he panicked was because the pressure was too great.

Sure enough, in the face of the sword momentum burning like evening clouds, and facing the sunset-like white light at the tip of Tang Thirty-six's sword, Qijian's expression was still calm, the iron ruler sword was still calm and stable, and there was no sign of chaos in his breath, and the two invisible mountain cliffs were still slowly retreating, but Gou Hanshi could see it...... He began to panic.

Gou Hanshi's brows furrowed slightly.

For Tang Thirty-six's thoughts hidden in the sword intent, some people may think that they are shameless and bullying the young, but he doesn't think so, just like he said before, as long as it is his own ability, it can be used, since it is a battle, then whether it is psychological or pressure-bearing ability, it can be attacked.

He just felt a little pity, the little junior brother was obviously stronger than the opponent, but he had to lose because of psychological reasons.

Tang Thirty-six's figure had already come to the front of Qijian.

The Wenshui Sword ignited all the clouds in the night dome, and the weeds in the brick cracks in the square in front of the hall also turned jade.

The four fields are on fire, and the setting sun covers the land.

Qijian's expression was resolute, and the iron ruler sword was like a mountain cliff, guarding the clear stream in his heart, refusing to dry up.

Tang Thirty-six didn't give him any chance.

With a clear roar, the Wenshui Sword trembled violently, and the sword body was like ten thousand streams flowing, and finally turned into a river.

The evening clouds burning in the sky, the sunset at the head of the sword, and the jade grass on the ground all fell on the sword body and the river, turning into more than 100,000 gold coins.

The sword intent was fully retracted, the river swung ashore, and the row of green trees on the bank burned fiercely, like red maples in autumn.

Wenshui three types of the most reluctant.

Kaede Ichikawa!

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There was a hint of panic on Shichima's little face.

At this time, many people had already seen that he was going to lose.

This closed disciple of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect had not had time to fully exert the subtleties of the Lishan Sword Duel, and he was about to be defeated so humiliated.

Looking at the trace of confusion and pain in the eyes of the little junior brother, Gou Hanshi finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He looked at the audience and shouted: "The clouds go to the clouds, and the mountains come far and near!"

The voice came into the ears of Qijian, and the young man didn't understand why the senior brother would say such a sentence at such a critical moment.

This sentence is a partial door in the Lishan Sword Technique, it is a very common move, more precisely, it is a pure heart sword spectrum that disciples will learn after entry.

But just like in the past, when he practiced sword tricks in Lishan, Shichima honestly followed his senior brother's instructions without any hesitation.

He raised his right knee, his wrist slumped slightly, and the iron ruler sword retracted backwards, and his body swept backwards like a remnant in the wind.

With this retreat, the two falling cliffs stopped in mid-air.

Tang Thirty-six's Wenshui Sword entered with the trend, shining brightly in the night sky, and instantly came to the front of Qijian.

Rub, rub, rub!

The seven robes were broken and several horns fell, and a faint blood mouth appeared on his shoulder, looking extremely embarrassed, but he successfully got rid of Tang Thirty-six's sword momentum!

No one could have imagined such an ending.

People are sure that the key lies in the retreat of the seven rooms.

What is the magic of that retreat? Can you avoid the Wenshui Three Styles?

Seven rooms are very clear that what avoids the three styles of Wenshui is his own body and sword intent.

But the premise is that one retreats.

You have to retreat before you can stand up again.

That retreat is self-admitted, and it is to follow the trend.

Whether the mountain peaks are far or near, sometimes, only the clouds on the horizon are floating or leaving.

What Gou Hanshi taught him was not specific sword moves, but how to face pressure correctly.

Because of age, because of some objective reasons, there will always be a moment when I can't bear the pressure.

Hard support is of course courage, and learning to retreat is a kind of wisdom.

Gou Han ate his wisdom and dissipated the coercion brought by Tang Thirty-six's Wenshui Three Styles for Qijian.

Next, it was Tang Thirty-six's turn to bear the pressure.

The seven rooms had a slight expression, and the sword momentum reappeared, as sharp as the cliffs between the mountain peaks.

But unlike before, the iron ruler sword in his hand entered with the trend and went up with the clouds.

The two cliffs no longer closed slowly as before, but directly ...... Collapsed!

The night wind was blowing, the clothes were hunting, the young man held the sword and burst through, breaking through the sunset, and the sword fell like a mountain cliff!

The cliff broke suddenly, and the evening clouds collapsed in chaos!

Tang Thirty-six snorted, put away his sword, stepped on the clouds and returned, his body was indescribably casual and chic.

There was a muffled sound, and only then did it resound in the night sky.

It was the sound of the Wenshui Sword and the Iron Ruler Sword meeting.

In an instant, the tide was reversed.

In a flash, a bloody wound appeared between Tang Thirty-six's chest and abdomen.

He landed on his feet, his sword at his side, and his hand holding the hilt trembled slightly.

He knew that Dao was already at a disadvantage, but his mind was not flustered.

Just then, a voice rang out behind him.

"Retreat!"

Tang Thirty-six heard that it was Chen Changsheng's voice, and thought to himself, what was the matter?

Standing with his sword in his own hand, waiting for the seven rooms to attack, how chic, and taking a step back, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

He thought so, but for some reason his feet took a few steps back.

As soon as he left, an extremely deep crack appeared on the ground where he had been standing!

Tang Thirty-six's face changed slightly, and he only realized at this time that the sword intent of the Seven Chambers had quietly and silently disappeared here!

Only at this time, the opponent's sword intent was exhausted!

The mountain cliff fell suddenly, cutting off the river, destroying the red maple on the bank, but the cliff that burst out was farther than people saw!

If it weren't for Chen Changsheng's reminder, he was only afraid that he would be seriously injured by now!

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Gou Hanshi was very surprised and looked at Chen Changsheng.

There was silence on the stone steps in front of the hall, and everyone's eyes fell on Chen Changsheng.

The confrontation between Tang Thirty-six and Seven was only a few moves, and in a moment, each encountered great danger.

Gou Hanshi can see through the true meaning of the three styles of Wenshui, and he will break it with a drink, helping Qijian to deal with it with the most ordinary method in the Lishan Sword Technique, and breaking it on the contrary, this kind of insight, this kind of coping wisdom, is really amazing, but he is Gou Hanshi, so no one will feel too shocked or surprised.

But...... Why was Chen Changsheng able to see through the sword momentum of the Seven Rooms, and why did he look so familiar with the Lishan Sword Technique?

Could it be that he is also like Gou Hanshi, who has incomparably broad knowledge?

No one can believe this inference.

Komatsumiya didn't believe it either, he thought about the old thing hundreds of years ago, and looked at Jin Yulu on the other side of the square, his eyes even more resentful.

The silence lasted only a short time before it was broken again.

Chen Changsheng didn't seem to feel the hundreds of gazes that fell on him.

He withdrew his gaze from Tang Thirty-six and looked at Gou Hanshi opposite.

"Pour the Golden Bottle!"

"The sea is sinking!"

"Window Shadow Light!"

"Hanging Sword Changlin!"

He said four words in a row.

That's the name of the four sword moves.

The four moves in the Wenshui Tang family's swordsmanship.