Volume 4 The Road to Survival on the Eve of Great Disaster Chapter 276 Martial Arts (2)

When the tip of the sword of "Green Mang in the Snow" pointed directly at Sima Wuer's face, Yuan Hao only thought in his heart: "Senior Sister Xiao Liuli once said that in the swordsmanship, pointing, splitting, slashing, collapsing, teasing, picking, wiping, intercepting, stabbing and other moves are like clouds. Although Mrs. Shi said that he would not be heavy-handed, wouldn't it be wonderful if I could defeat the enemy with a single sword, greatly adding to the scenery of the Emei faction, and greatly reducing the risk of revealing my identity?"

Sima Wuer's long sword moved forward, making a gesture, and seeing that the blue light of the "Green Mang in the Snow" was about to cover it, his long sword trembled, only to hear a click, and the blade made a twisted and shattering sound. The voice was so subtle that except for Sima Wuer, no one was afraid that anyone would notice it. He was so frightened that he hurriedly drew his sword to avoid it, and took three steps back.

Everyone didn't know why Sima Wuer retreated, at first glance, they only said that he was afraid of a little baby's swordsmanship, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly, and his eyes showed disdain.

Sima Wuer heard faint laughter in his ears, his face was red with embarrassment, and he thought, "This group of Han people must be laughing at me, damn it, damn it!" He has lived in the Western Regions since he was a child, and his family is quite powerful in the local area.

However, in the Central Plains, no one knows who Sima Wuer is, and no one will take him, a person from the Western Regions, in their eyes.

At present, there is the Liao State in the north of the imperial court, and there is the Western Xia in the west, these two major foreign enemies have been invading the Pure Land of the Central Plains over the years, burning and plundering, especially the Khitan Liao State, since that Shi Jingjiao ceded the sixteen states of Yanyun to the Khitan, the Khitan iron horse is like a bow and crossbow wound, and the sword is unsheathed, and it can invade the territory of the Great Song Dynasty anytime and anywhere. On the contrary, the Great Song Dynasty was helpless, and repeated counterattacks were in vain, so they had to act passively, causing the border area to be full of flames, black smoke and miasma, the people were not able to make a living, they could not eat enough and sleep well, and they were worried about foreign invasions all day long, and they hated the Khitan people to the core.

The warriors of the rivers and lakes have violated the ban with martial arts since ancient times, but they have a good heart, a sincere and courageous heart, and they care about the common people, and of course they hate the Khitan people even more. As soon as they heard Sima Wuer's name and saw his face, they knew that he was not a native of the Central Plains, and suddenly remembered what the Khitans had done so far, and they thought that Sima Wuer was a Khitan, and they did not hide their coldness and rejection in their hearts.

Sima Ur endured the ridicule from all sides, gritted his teeth, and felt the anger in his belly rising, and he was about to overflow his chest, and his breath became short. At this moment, he suddenly thought of his hard work and goal of going to the Central Plains, his breath was suffocated, and his whole body seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water, and the rising anger was extinguished in an instant, and his body trembled slightly, and he said, "Sima your, Sima Wuer, how can you be like this? You must not start a temper and cause a big thing. You didn't hesitate to come to the Central Plains without telling your mother, and you didn't hesitate to endure the contempt of the Central Plains people, isn't it just to find people with lofty ideals, to repel the Law Holy Sect for you, and to regain the freedom you deserve for your mother, father, and family?"

I saw him staring at Yuan Hao and said, "Brother Yuan, your swordsmanship makes you really handsome. But you have to be careful, the sword technique I am going to use next is a direct transmission from Senior Brother Ye. 」

Yuan Hao knew that the "Senior Brother Ye" was Ye Daoyuan, and there was a well-known "Feiyun Sword" in the rivers and lakes, so he didn't dare to be careless, and said, "Yes, I also ask Brother Sima for advice. 」

Sima Wuer smiled, raised his long sword flat, and the sword move was slow, stabbing towards Yuan Hao's chest. Yuan Hao saw that the sword was coming very slowly, estimated it, quickly calculated the distance, took two steps back, and felt uneasy on the way, so he took one more step back. Sima Wuer's move failed, he didn't care, and then stabbed, sneered, sneered, and stabbed five swords in a row, and the moves were all strange and slow, and the place where the tip of the sword pointed was the location of Yuan Hao's giant acupoint. Yuan Hao dodged the second sword, the survey and calculation were more accurate, starting from the third sword, he only took two steps back, and the third step never retreated.

Sima Wuer's fifth move fell, and the sixth sword came again, and it was exactly the same stabbing move, not only did Yuan Hao begin to feel strange in his heart, but he even watched the heroes feel inexplicably wonderful. However, the disciples of the Heavenly Machine and the Feiyun Sect smiled knowingly.

Yuan Hao thought, "I don't know what Brother Sima wants to do, or does he think that I am just a baby, and I can easily defeat me without using swordsmanship?"

Who knows, Sima Wuer's sword move was halfway, the corners of his mouth hooked, and the long sword suddenly rushed upward, from the original position of Yuan Hao's giant acupoint, to the throat of the general. The timing of this sword hexagram is really accurate, and it is instantaneous, and there is no room for the other party to think more.

Originally, the heroes saw Sima Wuer stabbing again and again, a total of six swords, and among the stabbing moves, each move was jaw-droppingly slow, and the swordsmanship stabbing moves of various sects and factions were completely different, at first I saw a few swords and felt strange, but in the back, I gradually felt bored in my heart, and I only felt that there was no novelty, so boring. They thought that Sima Wuer was competing in martial arts, but he just wanted to have fun with others, and he didn't have the feeling of a martial artist "meeting friends with martial arts" at all, and he was complaining in his heart, but for the sake of the face of the Feiyun Sect Tianjizi, no one dared to blatantly accuse him of not.

Therefore, this sharp upward sword technique greatly shocked everyone present, and there were frequent gasping sounds, no one expected that Sima Wuer would suddenly change his hexagram in this move, and no one thought that the first five stabbing moves were used as a cover for bullying the enemy, for the offensive of this sixth blow.

The people of the Feiyun Sect, who had been silent since Fang Cai, suddenly shouted in unison, "Okay, okay, junior brother Sima, what a move, 'Cloud Open to See the Sun'!"

Yuan Hao's eyes widened, frightened, his body wanted to lean back, and the green mangs in the snow in his hands wanted to retract his momentum to block, but Sima Wuer's sword move was too fast, and he couldn't avoid it at all. At this critical moment, he was in a hurry, and turned a somersault backwards, narrowly avoiding the sword.

Everyone cheered and cheered, whether it was attacking or avoiding moves, they were all wonderful and dizzying.

I saw that Sima Wuer's long sword was stagnant in the air, not moving for a long time, and everyone saw that the position of the sword was not up or down, almost near his chest, and he suddenly realized that it was the height of Yuan Hao's neck. Although Sima Wuer's move took everyone by surprise, he always paid attention to the circle as the master said, "Point to the end, don't hurt people", when the long sword changed his move, he secretly let go of his light strength, even if Yuan Hao didn't dodge, this move would only stop in front of his throat, and would never get closer to a point.