9 A half-step sword stance that tends to be rounded

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An exclamation sounded, this gloomy middle-aged man had a mid-tenth stage of sword qi cultivation, and when he shot at this time, the hundred refining swords in his hand shot out an incomparably powerful killing machine, all of which locked Chu Duan in his closed eyes.

His sword aura was surging, and this sword, mercilessly, was about to kill Chu Duan on the spot, causing many sword-scatterers around him to show a shocked look.

"If anyone dares to leak any information, watch your head. The other gloomy middle-aged man showed a sneer full of threat and murderous intent, and looked around, his sharp eyes swept over the faces of the sword-splitters around him like poisonous snakes, threatening.

Everyone hurriedly suppressed their exclamations, their faces changed greatly, they retreated again and again, and some even turned around and left immediately, as if these two gloomy middle-aged people were not small.

Seeing that a sword full of fierce murderous intent was already approaching, the next second, it might pierce his throat, blood splashed, and the people around couldn't help but shrink their pupils, revealing a look of horror and regret.

The gloomy middle-aged swordsman who made the move, his face already showed a smile of victory, he believed that in the next breath, his sword would pierce the throat of this stupid sword sect disciple, and his ears would also think of the beautiful sound of the sword tip piercing his throat.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and some people even couldn't help but close their eyes for a moment, only to feel that there was a trance in front of them, and the mortal sword of the gloomy middle-aged swordsman was strangely missed.

The air flow and all kinds of sounds brought by that sword were clearly felt by Chu Duan. Subconsciously, his body reacted naturally, avoiding the sword.

"I avoided it!!" a low cry rang out, full of incredulity.

The gloomy middle-aged swordsman's face was even more gloomy, this sword that he was so sure of was actually avoided, and it was also avoided by a rookie whose cultivation was not as good as his, which made him extremely angry. Despite his anger, he did not lose his mind, his sword qi was surging, and he let out a roaring sound, and a sword rolled up a faint cyan, blowing a strong wind and whistling away.

The power of this sword is even stronger than the previous one. After all, in the last sword, he thought that Chu Duan was so unconscious, and it was easy to kill, yes, he just swung the sword with the strength of his body, and the sword qi did not use much, but after being avoided by Chu Duan, he felt that he had lost face, and the sword qi was unreserved.

Sensing the other party's chilling murderous surging attack, Chu Duan's brows furrowed slightly, but his eyes were still closed, he was still immersed in the world of listening to the sword, and he had not yet woken up. But the body reacted naturally, grabbing the hilt of the sword with his right hand at lightning speed, and drew the sword in an instant.

The sonorous sound sounded like the impact of the divine iron outside the sky, and the impact came, and a faint cyan sword light contained the cold and fierce killing power, but it swept through the air like a breeze.

This strange contradiction made the gloomy middle-aged swordsman's face change, and his eyes seemed to be in a trance, and the sword he stabbed out was more like an invisible obstacle, imperceptibly slight.

A small pause that can't be noticed from the outside is enough to change the whole situation. Chu Duan's pseudo-Qingfeng sword was almost close to the gloomy middle-aged swordsman's Hundred Refining Sword and stabbed at it, and in the moment of the gloomy middle-aged swordsman's trance, it lightly tapped his throat, and the terrifying killing machine suddenly pierced his throat, penetrating his entire neck. ...,

Putting the sword into its sheath, Chu Duan's figure returned to stillness again, as if it had never moved. And the gloomy middle-aged swordsman maintained the posture of stabbing out with a sword, pointing directly at Chu Duan, but as if frozen motionless, his hands quickly turned white, and a smear of dead ash spread, leaving fear and incredulity. In the throat, a scarlet color spread, and blood spread rapidly.

"Dead...... οΌŒβ€

"He's dead...... οΌŒβ€

Suddenly, when someone saw it clearly, there was a commotion, and another gloomy middle-aged swordsman, his face was full of killing secrets, his gloomy face seemed to be dripping, and he held the hilt of the sword with one hand, as if he was going to grasp the hilt of the sword, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were raised. He gritted his teeth, his heart ached and his anger rose at the same time, almost spewing out like volcanic magma, and he wanted to immediately draw his sword and kill the person in front of him.

But he didn't dare, in addition to anger and heartache, there was fear in his heart.

His cultivation is almost the same as that of his younger brother who was killed, both of them are in the middle of the tenth stage, and his swordsmanship attainments are almost comparable, but his younger brother was killed by a sword, in other words, if he makes a move, he will also be killed.

"Damn little brute, no matter what kind of disciple you are of the Sword Sect, kill my brother, you must die, you must die!" Letting out a beast-like roar, crying blood, the gloomy middle-aged swordsman quickly turned around and strode away, before Chu Duan woke up.

After a moment, only some of the sword-scatterers were left looking at each other, unable to hide the horror in each other's eyes.

About a few breaths passed, Chu Duan's eyes slowly opened, and the shadows around him were clearly reflected in the eyes, and Chu Duan's face flashed with a touch of dazedness.

Immediately, when it landed on the face of the gloomy middle-aged man in front of him, Chu Duan thought for a moment, and only then did he realize the cause and effect, and couldn't help but sneer secretly.

Although he had just entered a special state, this unattainable and peculiar state made his sword from the verge of becoming a great success, and directly becoming a great success.

And in this state, everything in the body is handed over to instinct, and it seems that it is this guy in front of him who intends to take this opportunity to kill him, but instead dies under his instinctive counterattack. In this regard, Chu Duan did not have the slightest sense of guilt, and it was most normal for him to want to kill but be killed.

"You, come here, what's going on here?" Although he understood the cause and effect, he only knew that this gloomy middle-aged swordsman wanted to kill him, and as for everything else, Chu Duan didn't know.

The sword-splitter who was named was trembling, his face was pale, and he looked cowering, regretting why he didn't leave as soon as possible, why did he stay stupidly.

But witnessing this almost incredible thing happening, he didn't have the intention of escaping at this time, and explained in a trembling tone, while Chu Duan listened without saying a word, his expression was cold and did not change at all, but there was a trace of essence in his eyes.

"The two of them are worshippers of the King Snake Gang of White Maple City, and they both have mid-tenth stage cultivation. The King Snake Gang is the number one force in White Maple City, the strength is very strong, the style is domineering, legend has it that in their gang, there are many strong people in the Qi Transformation Realm, this time, you kill one of them, the other one escapes, he will definitely bring someone to take revenge on you. The sword scatterer's tone gradually became fluent, and he hurriedly said: "The best way is for you to leave here quickly and return to the Sword Sect, no matter how strong the King Snake Gang is, they will not dare to confront the Sword Sect." ”

"Oh, you can go. Chu Duan, who knew everything, nodded slightly and said lightly.

"I advise you to return to the Sword Sect immediately......" The sword-splitter seemed to have forgotten his previous fear, and was about to talk endlessly. Chu Duan glanced at it casually, and suddenly, that indifferent gaze was like a basin of ice water pouring down, and the sword-scatterer's face changed greatly and he hurriedly stopped his mouth, and immediately turned around and left without saying a word. ...,

No, for Chu Duan, the Transformation Qi Realm can only be regarded as a master, not a strong man, especially not long ago, he also personally killed a Qi Transformation Realm swordsman. Although it was in the case of joining forces with Xiao Qianfeng to fight hard, this also made Chu Duan realize the powerful strength of the Transformation Qi Realm, and at the same time, he had a more intuitive understanding of the Transformation Qi Realm.

Although at this time, he was not the opponent of the Qi Transformation Sword Warrior, but he could not make him fearful. Maybe returning to the Qingfeng Sword Sect is a very safe and safe practice, but that is not Chu Duan's choice, the swordsman should have a sharpness, and this sharpness is contained in the heart and body all the time.

This part of the blade belonging to the sword has been integrated into the blood, into the bone marrow, into the spirit, into the mind, into the soul. It was not only the edge of a swordsman, but also the edge of a sword master, an overlapping edge that mixed the souls of two different planes.

Fearless, indomitable, overcoming obstacles, that is what a real swordsman does, retreating, will only damage the edge, and eventually tend to be dull and silent, lonely and inactive.

This is a kind of absoluteness and determination that knows that there are tigers in the mountains and prefers the tigers to go to the mountains, and it is the unparalleled spirit and ideological persistence, condensed like a sword, rather than bending and unyielding.

At this moment, Chu Duan only felt that his spiritual thoughts were unprecedentedly transparent, as if all impurities had been eliminated from the scab, as if a piece of stubborn iron had been forged at a high temperature and the impurities in it were removed little by little.

With the refining and transparency of his spiritual thoughts, Chu Duan could feel that his soul seemed to be becoming more pure, which was a very peculiar feeling. It's as if the soul of the original owner of this body was not thorough enough, and then in the days to come, little by little, it will continue to merge into one.

And until this time, under the persecution of all kinds of pressure, the sharp edge contained in the body and heart was forced out by all of them, directly strangling the surface impurities of the spiritual mind, purifying the soul at the same time, and promoting the real and complete integration of the two different souls.

Chu Duan suddenly felt that all the air around him seemed to become clearer, and even if he didn't deliberately pay attention to it, the fluctuations he could feel were even clearer.

Even, from the depths of his body, there is a sharp trend that is being born, showing its grandeur and domineering little by little, and this general trend gradually leaks out, making the sword scatterers not far away feel depressed and suffocated.

In their eyes, Chu Duan's figure seemed to have become taller, as if it had suddenly grown to a height of ten meters, and exuded an incomparably fierce and domineering momentum, oppressing, as high as a mountain, unattainable, turning into a sword mountain.

"Hold ...... Ah......" The scattered swordsmen around them turned pale, their eyes bulged out, their throats squirmed unconsciously and made strange sounds, their limbs were weak, and their blood seemed to be coagulated.

What's more, the whole person is like a boneless snake, falling softly, unable to move on the ground, foaming at the mouth, looking like he is dying...... οΌ‰

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