Chapter 50: Whack-a-mole
This sword was infused with all the strength of Sun Baocai, and the sword gang did not touch the ground, only the strong wind brought up separated the ground into a dust path.
Feng Zhi's plane sank like water, this sword could not compare to Gao Zhan, but it should not be underestimated, and it was inevitable that he would suffer a loss if he was hard connected, so he took out three swords in a row and retreated.
"Sure enough!"
Seeing that his sword gang was scattered by the other party's three swords, Sun Bao was completely sure that Feng Zhiping's cultivation was definitely higher than what he had heard before.
"Look how you hide!"
Although the sword gang was scattered, the stabbing blow that followed was still there, and this sword seemed to be straight but actually shrouded in five directions, and he didn't believe that Zhiping had the ability to dodge it.
Feng Zhiping didn't want to dodge, he knew better than anyone how powerful this sword was, after dispersing the sword gang, the long sword lightning changed hands, took a breath and twisted around, and seven swords were connected in the square area, and all the power of the sword was unloaded.
"What?!"
Sun Baocai was shocked, and there was also an exclamation outside the court, and Hu Lao straightened up.
"Liuyun Sword, this is the Liuyun Sword I ordered from Cangshan, how could he, who taught him!"
Liuyun Sword is one of the secret swordsmanship of Diancangshan, pay attention to the sword like Liuyun without a trace, the move is real, but each move only gives a few parts, and the speed of the storm is used to knock on the side, which is specially used to deal with opponents who are better than themselves.
Just, how could he?
Hu Lao was puzzled, and others were also puzzled, You Shuang'er pouted when he saw Zhou Dongxia and others looking at him, knowing that he had to carry this pot by himself.
Not to mention the surprise of others, but in the middle of the scene, Sun Baocai was shocked and subconsciously slowed down, Feng Zhiping saw the opportunity to immediately counterattack, and the swordsmanship changed and the silver flower bloomed.
The silver clover dazzled people's eyes, and the sword that took the first step was even more compelling, Sun Baocai hurriedly concentrated on raising his sword to respond, but the clover only split two and a half pieces, and half of it fluttered in, as if it was slowly and urgently wiped on his body.
"Humph!"
Humming back, pressing his hand on his left shoulder, Sun Baocai's face was extremely gloomy, and he was actually hit first!
Feng Zhiping was not distracted, and when he saw the opponent retreating, he immediately followed up, and the swordsmanship was changed to be like a dragon diving into the abyss, and the sword was divided into two points to the two ribs.
Left, or right?
Damn it, whatever!
"Get out of here!"
With a violent roar, Sun Baocai violently lifted his internal force and swept down with all his might, Feng Zhiping did not dare to take it hard, and retreated after avoiding his mistake lightly.
"Feihong Nine Style, this is the Xia Dragon playing in the water in the Feihong Nine Style of Yew Sword Pavilion, how could he?!" Hu Lao muttered, stunned.
The Feihong Nine Style, like the Liuyun Sword, is the unique swordsmanship of the Yew Sword Pavilion, although it is not as high as the Liuyun Sword, but it is not something that everyone can learn.
This is not over, when Sun Baocai regrouped and prepared to attack, Feng Zhiping also took the lead in his steps, holding the sword with both hands and slashing horizontally.
Hu Lao frowned: "The battle sword swordsmanship that is spread in the army, but the war sword is a big sword, seven to nine feet long, half a person wide, specially used to cut horses and break doors, it is not suitable to be used here, and the blade is not handy." ”
While speaking, Feng Zhiping had already fought hard with Sun Baocai for five times, and the sound of the exchange was piercing, and when he was the sixth sword, Feng Zhiping was finally weak in internal strength, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding and he staggered and fell.
"Sure enough!" Hu Lao sighed secretly, "This kid stole the swordsmanship out of nowhere, and he practiced the moves well, but he didn't know what he meant, he didn't know the use, and he didn't suffer a loss." However, he can be self-taught like this, his qualifications and understanding are not bad, and his cultivation is also okay, no wonder Ma Shangyan values it so much. ”
What Hu Lao thought was also what Sun Baocai thought, and when he saw Feng Zhiping vomiting blood, he laughed.
"The swordsmanship I learned secretly also wants to beat me, dream!"
Feng Zhiping wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, smiled and didn't speak, others thought that he was not losing his momentum and forced his face, but he didn't know that he was happy in his heart.
From the beginning of the hand, the aura in the sword continued to pour into the body, and as the rhythm of the sword accelerated, the speed of absorption also quietly increased.
Originally, he was very satisfied, but when Liuyun Seven Swords forced his opponent away, he suddenly found that the speed of the spiritual energy feeding back between the internal force and the release increased several times, and then the "Xia Long Playing in the Water" fought hard, and the spiritual energy brought back when the internal force retracted was almost like bursting his arm veins.
This phenomenon has never appeared before, even after the appearance of the sword species, if you think about it carefully, it should be the result of the battle with Gao Zhan, at that time, I somehow stimulated the spirituality in the sword to do what only a master of the spiritual consciousness period can do, it is likely that the last sword made some changes in the sword species, and I didn't notice it until this time.
Therefore, he changed his previous cautious actions, and fought hard with the opponent with the big sword combat method that was spread in the army, and now although he was injured, it was only the blood from the concussion of the meridians, not only was it not damaged at all, but the sea of qi was also filled abnormally, and a silk thread of Yuan Li was condensed and formed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Come on. He beckoned to Sun Baocai, he held the sword in both hands, still in the posture of a war sword.
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"
Sun Baocai sneered, slashed out with a sword step, and knocked the person away again after a few moves, but he didn't have much joy, and his heart was full of suspicion again.
"It doesn't seem to be an illusion, this kid's cultivation has really risen, but, how is it possible?"
Quietly clutching the hand holding the sword, feeling the tingling of the palm, he was sure that he was not delusional, but he couldn't figure it out, could it be that the other party was still hiding his strength until now?
"No matter what you are tired of, take you down as soon as possible, and see how you still play tricks!"
The fighting spirit gradually grew, and the person calmed down, Sun Baocai breathed for a while, and when he shot again, the swordsmanship had changed, and it seemed to be light and agile without fireworks.
Zhao Kang and the others immediately looked at Xu Hao, who pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were cold.
Sun Baocai's swordsmanship is his most proud thirteen-way "Spring Rain Sword", but he didn't expect that he had been secretly learned by him in several battles, but he didn't know how much sincerity he had.
"Soft and strong, very lively, not stupid. ”
Feng Zhiping nodded secretly.
The sword in the army is so fierce that it is extremely flexible, it is specially used for a large group of people and horses on the battlefield, and the flaws when shooting are all handed over to the comrades around them to make up, and it is extremely powerful in the melee, far better than most ordinary swordsmanship, but once it is used in heads-up, it is easy to be restrained.
It's just that...
"Did he forget one thing, young master, I will do more than the same!"
Holding the sword in both hands and waiting for the enemy to approach, Feng Zhiping hooked the corner of his mouth and threw himself to the ground.
"It's another trick!"
You Shuang'er covered her eyebrows in disgrace, she still remembered the original Ditang Sword, and now it has been replaced by the Ditang Sword, and the moves have changed greatly, but the posture is as ugly as ever.
Feng Zhiping didn't feel ugly at all, fighting for life and death with people for a moment, as long as he can defeat the enemy, who cares if it's good or not!
No matter how beautiful the swordsmanship is, does it matter if you can have a small life?
Sun Baocai was not a casual cultivator at that time, and although the Ditang Sword was not easy to deal with, he was not completely helpless to deal with it.
The move changed slightly, and the two of them were in one place, and from a distance, Sun Baocai seemed to be spinning in circles in place like a fool, and a rolling gourd rolled around him, wonderful, but also funny.
You Shuang'er's face was hot, although it was none of her business, she still felt that it was herself who was embarrassed.
She has seen Feng Zhiping's swordsmanship, knows that he knows a lot, and knows that he can completely change his swordsmanship to force a draw or even beat Sun Baocai, but he doesn't, he wants to pretend to be ugly and make a rolling gourd to force the opponent to fight hard.
Doesn't he know that he is really embarrassed like this, and he will only be the one who will suffer if he fights hard?
You Shuang'er was puzzled, others were puzzled, and even Sun Baocai began to wonder, but the high-frequency fights made him have no time to distract himself from thinking about it.
Unconsciously, as soon as the kung fu of a cup of tea passed, the turning was still turning, the rolling was still rolling, and looking at the posture, the one who rolled became more and more energetic, and there was no intention of stopping.
"Oh my God, this kid is a gopher, how can he get out of here!"
Some of the onlookers couldn't help but yawn, rub their eyes and complain.
The duel was originally quite exciting, who would have thought that it would have become like this, although it was still exciting, but this is too much!
At first, there was some sympathy for Feng Zhiping, but now some people are beginning to sympathize with Sun Baocai, the one who rolls doesn't know how, the one who turns must be uncomfortable, thinking about it, if he is in his situation, I am afraid that he will have already vomited.
Sun Baocai complained bitterly in his heart, but there was no way, the ten tricks had already turned into a joke, he just wanted to get out now, and if he didn't go out, he was really afraid that he would vomit.
In addition, Feng Zhiping's weirdness also made him chill, as an opponent, he could feel the change in this person the most.
At first, he could force back with brute force, but gradually, the strength of the opponent's shot was not inferior to his own, and as time went by, the opponent's strength became greater and greater, and the speed of action became faster and faster, until now, he finally found the opportunity to fight hard, but he was shocked back half a step, and the opponent only rolled off by three points.
"Why is this happening, why is his internal strength growing? Could it be that he has eaten the elixir that stimulates his potential? No, no, the best Huyang Pill can't last so long, unless it's Rong Yuansan, but Rong Yuansan is worth a thousand gold, where did he get the money and merit points to exchange?"
The duel only requires no life, no restrictions on the means of both sides, and he knows that the other party has no way to rely on drugs, and the accusation will only make him ridiculed.
"It must be Rong Yuansan!"
Fighting hard with a sword, his palms were numb, Sun Baocai couldn't fight for a long time, and took the time to find a pill and threw it into his mouth, which was the same Huyang Pill as Zhou Dongxia.
"You took the medicine first, then don't blame me for following suit! Take you down within thirty moves, and adjust your breath as soon as possible, this pill shouldn't hurt me much!"
The pill entered the abdomen, the medicinal power surged, the already somewhat lazy qi sea quickly accelerated, the tired spirit suddenly shook, and Sun Baocai couldn't suppress a low roar.
"Hah!"
The roar came out, and the clothes suddenly bulged as if they were inflated, and the sword light of the swallow soared by three feet, and the sword slashed at the opponent, and a dent suddenly stretched out on the ground.
This power, quasi-innate!
You are a despicable villain, you can't beat it, and you actually take drugs!
Feng Zhiping was angry, he finally managed to maintain his rhythm, and he was in love with the other party, you came and went to secretly increase his cultivation, this guy actually did a good thing for himself!
Is there a tacit understanding?
Have you found a wife?
Wu Qi thought that Jian Gang was already approaching, and he wanted to hide, but he gritted his teeth and stopped his body, half-kneeling on the ground and swinging his sword horizontally.
The young master is not the original, the quasi-innate sword, but to see how powerful it is!
The spirit was highly concentrated, the internal force was infused as much as possible, the long sword shook the essence of the light, and the next moment the streamer overflowed the sword body, and the air quickly heated up.
"It's!"
Hu Lao Huo Ran got up, his eyes full of disbelief.
It is impossible for a kid who is not even quasi-innate to be able to force out the spirituality of the blade, even if it is only a trivial trace.
What kind of monster is he?