Volume 2 The Wind Rises in Pingjing Chapter 37 Three Feet Three
Wei Lizheng was taken aback, he couldn't see through what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the thin young man in front of him, not to mention that his cultivation was better than the other party's whole order, did he really not put the academy in his eyes.
"Do you know what you do?"
Su Wen was unmoved, and said again: "Please advise." β
The situation was very solemn, and if Wei Li was not right, it was really a big blow to his face.
"Since you insist on begging for a beating, don't blame me for bullying the small. Wei Li snorted coldly, he couldn't fold his face in front of Mu Qingyi, let alone fold his face.
The other two disciples smiled silently, although Wei Lizheng is not a leader in the Vertical Academy, but it should not be underestimated, the cultivation of the Spiritual Middle Realm is quite good, the key is that he has already opened the seventh Spirit Palace, and it is this advantage that many teachers in the academy are very optimistic that he will come from behind, just waiting for him to become Lichen is a qualitative change.
Mu Qingyi didn't open her mouth to stop it, on the contrary, she wanted to see if this guy who was always talked about by her sister was really a catty, or if it was in vain, she actually had a loss in her heart for Cheng Tao and others, in the final analysis, it was all for Mu Qiaoqiao's death, so she hoped that the other party would not only take advantage of his tongue.
Chen Maochuan pulled Qigui to the side, put away the sleeve cage and inserted his hands into each other, living like an idle swinger, although he also saw that Su Wen's cultivation was inferior to the other party, but there was no anxiety on his face, because he knew that this guy was very sorry for his life, so he never did anything he was not sure of, not to mention that the battle in this school was comparable to the bloody in Cangzhou, Su Wen really fought a bloody way out of Cangzhou, and it was time for these greenhouse flowers to know that no matter how good the style is, it will not kill people after all.
Su Wen's hands naturally hung down, neither a starting move, nor a blade, just stood quietly, obviously he was backward in cultivation, but instead took the initiative to give up the opportunity, and the others who watched it were not aware of it, but Wei Li fought for a nameless ghost fire straight into his heart, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, his feet suddenly stepped on the wind, and his body swept out quickly.
It's a pity that Su Wen in Cangzhou has seen the faster volley Feiyan, at that time I was not afraid of not to mention this moment, the foot does not retreat but advances, compared to the other party's light and dexterous, Su Wen's every step can be described as strong, the floor tiles have cracked, the two figures met as scheduled, Wei Li took the lead, a palm in the air, the palm was heavy, its force opened the monument, the palm fell suddenly unprovoked rush out of an elbow, Su Wen turned his hand and hit his wrist, an elbow hit the past, to break the face, the foot suddenly exerted, the shoulder smashed on Wei Lizheng's chest, like an old monk hit the bell, the opponent's chest was knocked apart for a momentγ
I never thought that the other party's thin body contained such an amazing strength, Wei Li Zheng secretly suffered a loss, his hands directly wrapped around Su Wen's neck, and his feet stepped on the ground, but it was a pity that the good green bricks in front of the school turned into cobwebs under the wrestling between the two, Su Wen raised his hand to break the other party's restraints, but before he could stop fighting back, he felt a dullness in his chest, and he was directly knocked out of ten zhang away.
Wei Lizheng's hands eased, the qi machine slowly retreated, although the two exchanged moves, but the former relied on all the moves and physique, while the latter was forced to turn around the spiritual power, in the eyes of the layman, it may be evenly divided, and even Su Wen was more embarrassed, but in fact, Wei Lizheng had already fallen behind.
Su Wen stood on the ground and stopped retreating, the light picks in his expression were all arrogant, and the corners of his mouth chuckled: "Is this what you can do? β
"But that's just the beginning, and you'll soon know how desperate the gap between Tianjiao and the ants is. Wei Lizheng stretched his hands forward, the majestic qi lingered on it, the ground under the palm of his hand sank half an inch out of thin air as if it was under heavy pressure, and the next moment the whole person flew out, and his two arms were like steel rods filled with molten iron.
A punch fell, Su Wen took a step away, and the dust exploded directly under his feet, not waiting for the dust to settle, Wei Lizheng smashed the second punch head-on, Su Wen raised his hand to pick it up, and before he touched it, he felt a coercion directly hit the door through his palm, his head fell back suddenly, and his whole body was lifted in mid-air by that force, and he still raised his leg and kicked at the throat of the other party, and replaced it with two hands to support the ground, similar to the move of a carp to fight up, and kicked Wei Lizheng out.
When Su Wen landed, he saw that there was already a bleeding from his mouth and nose, and a faint blue light dissipated without a trace, that palm was really weird, if he didn't use Qinglan Buddha House to protect the face door in time, I was afraid that the whole face would be torn off.
Wei Lizheng twisted his neck, with a hideous smile on his face, if the other party reacted a little slower just now and was caught up by himself, he would definitely make this little beast who spoke wildly bloom, and he would become a waste if he didn't die.
Mu Qingyi glanced sideways slightly, and also saw the clue between the three moves and two styles, although Su Wen's moves were flexible and changeable, but compared to Wei Li's contention, it was not a star and a half, although it was dragging three or two moves at the moment, but there was an unbreakable wall in the world, as long as the slightest flaw was exposed, it was the line between life and death, although she was a little disappointed, but after all, the other party was kind to the little sister, and the right was to change this favor, but just when she was about to take action to stop this farce that had been set in stone, a faint sound of unsheath made her retract her actions.
Su Wen's thumb clasped the hilt of the dragon tongue sword, and the short sword was half an inch out of the sheath, even the disciples of the academy who had seen countless rare treasures couldn't help but be attracted by the sword.
"These days patronizing sword practice, I can't imagine that my fists and feet are so unfamiliar, in this case, you should also show your blade! β
Wei Li couldn't stop laughing wildly, he didn't know how to cherish it, and he dared to pretend here, and said angrily: "Don't be ashamed, first get past my shaking hand." β
"Poof. β
The dragon's tongue came out another half an inch, Su Wen took a step, and the five spirit palaces suddenly turned up, and the qi machine seemed to be a rushing river, and every step of the momentum was like a crazy rise, Mu Qingyu finally faced this unattractive young man at this moment, only one inch out of the sheath to have such a might, could it be that he was a rare kendo genius, and he didn't think of the disciple Ning Chenhua who entered the mansion with Mu Qiaoqiao, but at a young age, he broke out of the name of a little swordsman in the courtyard with two swords, and he had to sigh that the future was terrifying.
"A sword is icy. β
Su Wen stopped stepping out of the sword, the sound of deep groaning was endless, only to see that the fierce light seemed to produce more than a hundred ice flowers, along with the surrounding suddenly chills, Wei Lizheng's eyelids jumped violently, and his palms overlapped, but in an instant, he was pierced by a piercing coldness through the palm, the sword passed without a trace, and the blood that should have burst out froze with the ice flowers, and a white line emerged from the palm, like the white light rising from the early sun in the canyon ice crystals.
Shaking Yue's hand was almost cut in two by a sword, Wei Lizheng was already flustered, hurriedly transported the seven spirit palaces, and frantically squeezed all the spiritual power in front of him, even if he saw that the other party had already put the sword into the sheath, but for some reason his heart was filled with a stronger jealousy, but fortunately, as he expected, but there was no joy on the face that was already frightened, because the second sword was even more domineering.
"The two swords rushed to thunder. β
The light exploded, and there were countless thunder sounds in the place where the sword passed, and there seemed to be a figure standing up quietly in the light and shadow, and the sword arc turned three times, and it broke through the thousands of phases in the world, Wei Lizheng desperately protected his chest with both hands, but the aura was rolling but could not stop the thunder sword intent at all, as if it was devastated and decaying, approaching in front of him, the sword did not take his life but passed close to his cheek, and blood splashed.
"Give me death. Wei Lizheng roared with a hideous face, a big shield flew out from behind him, the look in his eyes was not happy, only the madness of annoyance and anger remained, you can only blame yourself for not being decisive enough.
Mu Qingyi's eyes were slightly gloomy, although she didn't know how a monk in the realm of enlightenment could conceive such a pure sword intent, but from those two swords, she had already seen Su Wen's extraordinary, she came to the Northern Wei Dynasty thousands of miles away, not just to study, when Xishu died in the country, how many people were unwilling, even if she was already a disciple of the school, but she never forgot to add the word Xishu in front of her name and surname, so Su Wen couldn't die, so she stepped out, but just one step was blocked by the vast sword intent a few meters away, she was surprised to see the young man once again put the sword into the sheath, in an orderly manner, even if the big shield with spiritual power almost covered his heavenly spiritγ
"Three swords go a thousand miles. β
Su Wen practiced Tibetan Feng, learned to gather potential, Gui Sheath is both Tibetan Feng, Gui Sheath is both gathering potential, there are two swords in front of the ice and thunder, one sword is better than a sword, and at this moment this sword is indeed bland and surprising, there is neither a vision, nor the power of swiftness, some are just a kind of grinding out of bitterness, the road is difficult, Shu is even more difficult, 7,400 miles long, it is not strange, but it is full of ups and downs, joys and sorrows.
The sword spectrum left by Lu Xing before leaving is called Cangran Three Feet Three, which has no gorgeous sword moves, only a overlapping artistic conception, although it is born in Cangzhou, but it is the three-foot-three inch long Qingfeng in his hand that opened Li Zaixiao's tent, the reason why Lu Xing did not leave a word is that he wants Su to ask himself to find his own sword intent.
I have to sigh that the creation makes people, it turns out that the swordsmanship in this world is really born on a whim, if Su Wen doesn't come to the school today, if he doesn't meet Wei Lizheng's exit is not inferior, maybe it will take a long time for him to really realize the essence of it.
The unhurried sword blade is touching the big shield, the muffled sound is like a spring thunder explosion, continuous, the big shield retreats one point, the sword edge advances one point, Wei Li fights for the tiger's mouth to explode, the blood does not stop, still have to hold the big shield tightly, there is only one thought in his heart, if the short sword breaks the shield to stab himself, he will really die.
A crack spread from the center of the big shield, instantly turned into a spider web, the shield armor carefully crafted by the skilled craftsmen of the academy could only block the three swords, but Wei Lizheng did not have the kung fu to feel distressed, the force transmitted back by the palm of his hand receded, and the third sword traveled thousands of miles and finally came to an end, he couldn't help but rejoice, but he was not really happy, and the palpitating sound of returning to the sheath came from his ears again.
Three feet three, one foot is a heavy sword intent, three feet in exchange for three swords, it seems to be gradual, in fact, there is no sequence, the final three-inch dangerous ending is the true meaning of this set of swordsmanship, one word, or the finishing touch, or the dog's tail mink.
"The four swords should know for themselves. β
Su Wen opened his mouth and shouted, the sound was like a bell, Wei Lizheng only felt that even his divine consciousness exploded together, and the cold light destroyed through the broken big shield, and finally stopped in front of his eyes, until the sharp sword intent disturbed his hair bun, he suddenly realized, only this time he no longer had the courage to fight back, looking at the pair of ancient eyes that did not wave, his heart was shocked, and he kept regressing under his feet until he kicked to the steps, staggered to the ground, and saw the vertical and horizontal plaques above his head, and his heart was like dead silence.