The way of the sword is nothing more than four machines.

One said: Qi machine, watching the enemy six ways, the sword momentum is vertical and horizontal, and the weight of the tension lies in one heart, which is called the air machine.

The second said: the ground machine, the road is narrow and dangerous, the famous mountain is big, the sword is in hand, but it is called the ground machine.

Three said: Opportunity, good deeds in wisdom, surprise, attack unpreparedness, up and down to blame, is an opportunity.

Fourth: the force machine, the instrument is strong and the law is sharp, the soldier is practicing the battle Chen, the heaven and the earth are linked, and the sky is broken, which is called the force machine.

The way of the heart sword is nothing more than having all four machines ready and staying outside.

Thousands of chapters and thousands of sentences, not to cause people but not to people.

"General Theory of the Sword Chapter"

"Ahem...... Cough!" Wiping away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he struggled to stand up with the tree beside him, Yin Qing hooked his hand tremblingly, "Master, I won't check it for a while, although I said your way, it can be seen that you are not sure of your victory." The outcome of this time is still unknown!"

"Oh, really...... Then let's take a look at what kind of ability you have as a milky little ghost?" I saw that the head of "Rongsheng" suddenly split into two, staring directly at Yin Qing and the sleepy old man, and let out a "quack" strange laugh. The spiritual power exploded, and he was already a powerhouse in the Qi Transformation Period. If this was left in normal times, ten Yin Qing would not be able to defeat him, let alone him who was already seriously injured at this time. Thinking of this, Yin Qing couldn't help but smile. It seems that fate is about to end here.

"Qing'er, the two of us agreed to teach you the method of combat skills, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, you are optimistic!" The sleepy old man casually pulled his hand, and the long sword that fell to the ground responded with a "buzz". Yin Qing asked himself if his control of spiritual power was not enough to use such a seemingly simple trick.

With the long sword in hand, the sleepy old man seemed to be a different person. He has a cane in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and his body is not as rickety as usual. The edge is introverted, and the whole person exudes a neutral and peaceful but majestic atmosphere. Jian Feng pointed out, "Rongsheng" couldn't help but shudder.

"Pretending to be a ghost, how can you bluff our family, see that I don't hack you alive!" "Rong Sheng" seemed to be very annoyed by the cowardice just now, he was agitated all over his body, and his body was bigger out of thin air, and his voice was terrifying. In just a moment, the distance of fifty paces suddenly came. The palm wind was faintly mixed with the smell of blood, and it slashed straight towards the door of the sleepy old man. "Sleepy grandpa be careful!" Yin Qing's voice did not fall, and the sleepy old man had already moved!

"Ding!"

The sleepy old man strolled around the court, ignoring the attack in front of him. As soon as the figure is made, the horizontal sword is sent, and the trend is picked. While dodging Ascension's attack, a sword stabbed him in the elbow joint, making a sound of gold and stone. "Dark Light Wu Luo Gong, Your Excellency is a member of the Witch Sect?" The sleepy old man hit with one blow, and retreated, guessing the opponent's technique at the moment of fighting.

"Rongsheng" moved the arm stabbed by the trapped old man, "The old man has a little knowledge, since you know everything, then you can't leave it even more!"

"Qing'er, this dark light witch Luo Gong is a secret method of witchcraft, and it is necessary to sacrifice to the witch god every day with the blood of a baby until the seventy-seven forty-nine days. Then lead his resentment to gather all over his body, supplemented by secret medicine. When the success is achieved, ordinary swords cannot be injured, and idle people cannot be approached. The baby's resentment pollutes people's minds, defiles people's blades, and ends. "The sleepy old man was in the stormy waves, and the blades of the swords poked out one after another, and each sword was like a seed of seed that was injected into the resentful spirit of the baby with teeth and claws, counteracting the evil qi of the dark light Wu Luo Gong. The sound of beeping and beeping is endless, which is caused by the collision of each other's gases. At this time, the woods around the two of them had fallen into a mess, and the resentment in the air overflowed everywhere, as if they did not dare to confront the righteous qi head-on. The sound of "hunting" continued, and the stumps and fallen leaves kept falling from the place where the two were fighting, turning into powder.

After a hundred moves, the two fought hard, and "Rongsheng" was shocked and retreated, and the sleepy old man's sword body was also full of gaps. If it weren't for the blessing of the sleepy old man with his spiritual power, these mortal things would have been destroyed in the fierce battle.

"Old man, you've angered our family!" Suddenly, the arms of "Rongsheng" were divided, and the resentful spirits gathered, followed by the wreckage on the ground and the surrounding stones as if pulled by some force and were absorbed into him, reorganizing and condensing into a harder substance, slowly taking on the shape of armor to wrap him, revealing only bright red eyes. The void cracked, and a rusty skull ring fell into his hand, adding a bit of ferocity. The sleepy old man did not take advantage of the "Ascending" method to attack, but just looked at his opponent's every move lightly, and the old man's voice sounded word by word, "The momentum is completely different from before, it seems that this is your real kung fu!"

The condensed armor was imprisoned with Dao incantations, and the light and extinction flowed, "Old man, if you don't interrupt my spell, it will be your biggest mistake! The price you pay for this is to bury your bones here, and I will refine your body into a sacrifice to the Witch God!"

"Bah!" the long sword in the sleepy old man's hand snapped. I don't know when, "Rongsheng" has moved to the back of the sleepy old man, and the moment the swords are staggered, the sleepy old man has to avoid his edge because of the sword break. However, the "promotion" was unforgiving, and the old man was forced to retreat again and again.

"The way of the sword, when the weapon is strong and sharp!" The sleepy old man threw the sword in his hand forward, and the short staff in his left hand moved to his right hand at some point, with a solemn expression. The left hand is clasped, showing a sword mark of doom, and the field is suddenly pneumatic and rushing, and the short staff swallows the sword, urging agitation. "Rongsheng" looked at the old man in front of him who was swaying in his long shirt and had to be angry, and his offensive couldn't help but stagnate.

The confrontation between the two lasted only a moment, and it was "Rongsheng" who took the lead to break the deadlock.

"Death, old man. The ring of rusty skeletons slashed through the air, turning into a giant wraith in the void and in the real world.

The sleepy old man's right hand shook, and the short staff trembled uncontrollably, jumping out like a child in a long drought. One after another sword intent condensed into a sword shadow, flying in all directions, and then it was really like a rain all over the sky, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal.

The people present, including Yin Qing, all felt the sword intent emanating from the sleepy old man's sword moves, an ancient and heavy sense of oppression. The sleepy old man moved, and the natural sword qi dissolved all the attacks of the resentful spirits in just one step. The endless sword intent did not stop there, as if it was about to tear the void, it slashed towards the "Glory" with the momentum of wind and thunder.

"Rongsheng" suddenly found that no matter which direction he dodged from, he could only collide with this sword intent head-on. The things around him seemed to be gone, and the sword light filled the entire world in front of him, and he could only choose to carry it hard!

But what Yin Qing saw in his eyes was a different scene. I saw that "Rongsheng" rolled towards the sleepy old man with great momentum, and the sleepy old man just took a step forward in a hurry, handing his sword and stabbing out. However, this sword happened to hit the "Ascend" old force to the end, and the key to the life of the new force was not born. Immediately after, "Rongsheng" froze in place as if he was stupid, and looked at the sword that fell from his head stupidly. Yin Qing looked at the sleepy old man's elegant figure, indulging in this swordsmanship.

"Wow!"

"Rongsheng" finally blocked this sword with the rusty skull ring and the armor on his body, but he was shocked by the power contained in the sword. His mouth was spitting blood, his face was as pale as paper, and he fell to his knees panting. The condensed armor on his body could not withstand such a power and shattered, scattering all over the ground.

"Ahem...... Ahem!"

The protective qi of "Ascending" has been broken, the meridians of the body are in tatters, the spiritual power is scattered, and it can no longer maintain the transformation. The bulging muscles were like a broken leaky cloth bag, shriveled down, and he was an inconspicuous lean middle-aged man in the market.

"Weak...... The weak lose, the strong wins. Convenient...... It is the law of this world. Today's defeat of my witchcraft will not affect the prosperity of my witch cult! And you will only become the sacrifice of the witch god in the end......"

Wu Zhi's face was constantly contorted, as if he was in great pain. The flesh and blood of his body were shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye, and in three or two breaths, he turned into a white skeleton and dissipated into the wind like smoke and dust.

The sky was faintly bright, and the sleepy old man became the old man in his last years, and said to the stunned Yin Qing with a smile: "Qing'er, let's go." With such a big movement, the demon beasts must have already made a move, let's go to a safe place for the time being and wait for your Uncle Rong to come and meet. ”

Yin Qing sat on the same ground, and Zhou Tian ran to check his body. Hearing the sleepy old man's command, he hurriedly got up. The most important issue at the moment is actually to leave a spiritual imprint on the ascension. The successive battles have changed the terrain around them, and if the ascension comes with him without any marking, it will be a real trouble.

Yin Qing found a conspicuous boulder and secretly carved the spiritual power mark of the Thorn Feather Army, after all, it would be a headache for the demon beasts to discover the spiritual power mark.

This spiritual power mark is refined with the Thorn Feather Army Talisman, and the aura of each Thorn Feather Army soldier will be different after being nourished by his own spiritual power. When you hold a talisman to sense the spiritual power mark, you can find other people who have also held the charm to sense the spiritual power mark.

After resting for a long time, Yin Qing and the sleepy old man quickly marched towards Wanghengding.