Forty-seven, the unknown boy (20)

Tai Chi swordsmanship has a total of fifty-five moves, is Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng eighty years old to create a set of swordsmanship, from the research to practice for the advanced swordsmanship, he took a full twenty years, to reach the realm of perfection. There is a premise for practicing Tai Chi Sword, which must be based on Tai Chi, that is, Tai Chi must be practiced to a certain extent before practicing Tai Chi Sword. If there is no boxing method as the basis, the swordsmanship cannot be practiced, and if it is practiced strongly, there is a danger of hurting the body and damaging the pulse.

Xun Yuhe took over three years ago to practice swordsmanship, he practiced Taijiquan for more than ten years, the roots are quite thick, so the practice of swordsmanship is more rapid, but Taiji sword is one of the most advanced swordsmanship in the world, to master its essence is not overnight, Xun Yuhe took over as the head of the house, although he studied day and night, to this day, it is just the first glimpse of the door.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. As soon as Tang Xun and the two fought, they knew the depth of each other's internal strength and the level of martial arts. Tang Wenhe has been envious of the magic of Tai Chi swordsmanship for a long time, but this swordsmanship can only be done by the head of Wudang. Tang Wenhe pondered: "If I learn this set of swordsmanship, coupled with my current martial arts cultivation, I will be invincible in the world." At that time, I will not only be able to have a smooth ride in my career, but also be able to call for wind and rain in the martial arts, and I am afraid that even the emperor is not as good as me!" Thinking of this, I secretly saved up my strength, and vowed to kill Xun Yuhe to a big defeat, or even kill, and grab the position of the head of Wudang, and then get the Tai Chi sword book and practice this amazing swordsmanship.

Xun Yuhe and Tang Wenhe made a move, and they felt that the other party's internal strength and swordsmanship were unfathomable, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, but he was still calm as usual on the surface, and said: "Tai Chi swordsmanship is profound and broad, I only know a little about fur, and I am still far from practice." ”

Tang Wenhe pointed at his sword and said proudly: "I don't care if you practice or not, I will decide to be the head of Wudang today." If you give up your sword and admit defeat now, I may consider letting you go, and let you and others leave, if not, I will make Wudang Mountain bleed!"

Xun Yuhe laughed and said: "When my Wudang disciple is afraid of death, for the sake of martial arts righteousness and Wudang's reputation for more than 200 years, we are willing to fight to the death, and we will not grovel to the enemy." This is the creed of my Wudang faction, and it is also the spirit of Wudang standing in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years. After a pause, he glanced at Tang Wenhe, and said: "I forgot, it turns out that you are an outcast of Wudang, no wonder you have forgotten the spirit of martial arts in Wudang." ”

He deliberately made sarcastic remarks, and the Wudang disciples on the side of the hall knew the details of Tang Wenhe's details, and now when they heard the master's intention to be sarcastic, they all laughed loudly. Although Tang Wenhe was shameless, he was always haunted by Wudang's removal from the list, which led to a disgrace in his life. Hearing Xun Yuhe say this, his face turned red and purple, and he shouted: "Lao Tzu will kill today to wash away the shame of the past." ”

The long sword in his hand was horizontal, and the internal force was reached, and the scabbard suddenly left the sword, and flew out sideways with a "whoosh". At the same time, his figure had already jumped up, and the sword in his hand slanted upwards from left to right, drawing a huge arc, and in the cold light, it was like a lightning bolt striking Xun Yuhe.

Xun Yuhe saw that he was extremely powerful, his body was slightly sideways, the long sword was in front of him, and the tip of the sword was pointed upward, which seemed to be extremely simple, but Tang Wenhe's fierce sword aura disappeared without a trace. Tang Wenhe shouted "Okay", and the long sword stabbed straight like a spiritual snake. The sword light wrapped Xun Yuhe in it, Xun Yuhe calmly responded to the battle, unfolded the Tai Chi swordsmanship, and drew countless circles. The two of them came over more than ten tricks in a blink of an eye.

Both of them are first-class masters in the world, and they are out of the same class, Tang Wenhe uses Wudang swordsmanship, and Xun Yuhe uses Taiji swordsmanship. The two of them are familiar with Wudang swordsmanship, and each move is engraved in their hearts. However, Tang Wenhe knew very little about Taiji swordsmanship, and after this kind of theory, Xun Yuhe still took advantage of the sword moves to some extent.

Tang Wenhe's internal strength and Wudang swordsmanship are slightly better than Xun Yuhe's, two swords, only to see the cold swishing, the sword shadow is all over the hall, the cold is pressing, the people watching the battle around are forced to retreat step by step by the sword qi of Sen Ran, and some of the disciples with weaker Wudang skills have retreated to the wall and stand with their backs to the wall. Li Xiangru was caught in the crowd, and retreated step by step, only a foot away from the wall, and everyone retreated together, and a large open space was vacated in the middle.

There was a strange phenomenon in the opposite corners of the field, Tang Wenhe's sword moves were faster than lightning, and Xun Yuhe's swordsmanship was getting slower and slower, only kept drawing circles and arcs, big circles and small circles, big arcs and small arcs, big traps and small arcs, big traps and small arcs, such as forming a copper wall and iron wall beside him, Ren Tang Wenhe's swordsmanship was unparalleled, and he couldn't break the sword circle he drew out.

Tang Wenhe saw that he couldn't fight for a long time, the sword move changed immediately, from the previous refinement to the big open, every sword stabbed out, there was an extremely strong wind sound, it turned out that he focused on the internal force on the sword body, the strength increased several times compared to the original, and the power of each move and a sword increased by a few percent, he found that Xun Yuhe didn't know how to have no internal strength, and he competed with him for internal strength, and his internal strength was slowly exhausted, and it was a matter of nine out of ten to win.

After a few more moves, Xun Yuhe slowly became a little overwhelmed, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and his steps were not as steady, although the sword moves were not chaotic, but his strength and spirit were not good, and Tang Wenhe's sword momentum was like a mountain, which made him breathless.

Li Xiangru in the crowd had already seen that his master's defeat had appeared, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious. Tang Wenhe had the upper hand, his sword moves were tighter, and his strength increased by a few points, and under the drama between the two, every step he took, the green bricks on the ground were trampled to pieces. When the fight was in the end, I only heard Tang Wenhe shouting "Go!" The long sword stabbed straight from the middle, and the blue light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, Tang Wenhe's sword edge had pierced Xun Yuhe's Taiji sword circle, and the long sword ran straight to Xun Yuhe's heart. If this sword is stabbed, it will definitely pierce Xun Yuhe's heart.

The disciples of Wudang were pounding when they saw it, and they were all about to jump to their throats. Xun Yuhe is a martial arts master after all, and he is not chaotic in danger, seeing that the Taiji circle has been broken by Tang Wenhe, he immediately leaned back, but his feet did not move, his body was almost flat, Tang Wenhe's long sword pierced the air, and then the long sword hit Tang Wenhe's sword body, making a sticky word decision, borrowing Tang Wenhe's sword power, the body flew into the air like a kite, and the long sword was still on Tang Wenhe's sword body.

His move to use his strength was extremely ingenious, and Tang Wenhe couldn't help but praise: "Okay!" Holding a long sword in his hand, dancing in the air, Xun Yuhe's body was volleyed, and the swords of the two were still together, and he danced like a scarecrow flying around in the air, but he never let go.

Tang Wenhe danced a few times, and saw that Xun Yuhe's sword was stuck with his own, as if it had taken root and grown fixed, and he immediately had a lot of luck, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and then used internal force to break the long sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword broke, Xun Yuhe had no place to borrow strength, his body suddenly flew out to the east, Tang Wenhe threw the sword in his hand, jumped up, jumped up, and was in mid-air, his left palm slapped out hard, and the palm force surged towards Xun Yuhe like a huge wave.