Chapter 10 Extraordinary Flute Art
When the masters fight, the first thing to compete is a momentum.
Ouyang Xiyi is strong in skill, and his momentum is like a mountain, and his momentum is like a mountain, and his momentum is like a sword that opens the mountain, and his sharpness is incomparable.
Whether the mountain broke the sword or the sword split the mountain, it depends on the true skills of the two people.
ββββQiang!!
Ba Fenghan's momentum determined that he was not a person who could endure a long battle, so he made the first move. I saw that he pulled out the knife in his right hand a little, and immediately gave birth to an unparalleled sword aura, and then his body was like a long rainbow, and he took the initiative to attack.
At the same time, Ouyang Xiyi struck with a sword.
ββββWhen!!
The two invisible sword qi swords, before the swords touched, twisted together, and the hard spelling sounded without any pretense.
The two of them parted at the touch of a button.
Li Shidao stared at it carefully, and saw that Ba Feng stood with a horizontal sword, still idle as usual, with a smile on his face, while Ouyang Xiyi stood still, but his upper body shook slightly, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face, it seemed that he had suffered a small loss in the struggle.
"Good swordsmanship, I can't imagine that I will only be in the Central Plains, so I will have to meet a master and understand it!" The words fell, and the real fierce battle began.
At that time, Ouyang Xiyi had already made a killing move, and his subordinates were merciless.
He could see that this Ba Feng Han was a Turkic person, and he knew that this Ba Feng Han was actually the most powerful figure in the Turks after Bi Xuan, one of the three grandmasters. At such an age, martial arts have reached an unfathomable level, and it is hard to imagine his strength after he grows up.
The Turks coveted Middle-earth, and every invasion caused tens of millions of casualties, so the Middle-earth martial arts have always hated the Turkic people, and now seeing that this person has such a deep potential, where will Ouyang Xiyi give him the opportunity to grow up, he will want to get rid of it now.
Those present had this kind of thought, in addition to him, there were also Wang Shichong and Wang Tong, and even Li Shidao also had this kind of thought under the influence of Song Que.
If this son is not removed, maybe it will be another Bi Xuan, and it will be very harmful to Middle-earth!
Ouyang Xiyi's "Sinking Sand Sword Technique" focuses on momentum, putting it to death and then rejuvenating, and victory or defeat is determined by a few moves. At this moment, the killing machine was moved, and the shot was different from the sword that had just been tested.
Ba Fenghan's eyes flashed, and he walked in a strange footwork with strange footwork, only at a distance of a few feet, making people feel that he was not attacking in a straight line, but constantly changing the direction of the angle, but it seemed to be just a straight line. That indescribable feeling is that Ouyang Xiyi, a famous martial arts celebrity, also feels tricky, and he is not sure of winning the other party in a short period of time.
Many of the people present were proficient in martial arts, and when they saw such a wonderful competition, they suddenly felt something in their hearts, and they all saw their eyebrows and hearts dance, and they understood it. Even Li Shidao, Wang Tong, and Wang Shichong watched it seriously, and they confirmed each other with what they had learned, and they suddenly benefited a lot.
The sword in Ouyang Xiyi's hand turned into a sword shadow like a stormy wave, and the river poured down to attack Ba Fenghan. And Ba Fenghan is like a tide-maker, calmly facing this deep pool without wind and waves, his handsome face is as quiet as water, his bearing is graceful, and he has a natural taste, teaching people to have an indescribable strange feeling.
The two fought so fiercely, the sword light was shining, the sword aura was in the air, the sword came and went, the radius of three or four zhang was shrouded, and the people who were forced to watch the battle had to retreat again and again, but they were still reluctant to give up watching this thrilling battlefield, and retreated while watching, and no one complained about stepping on or being stepped on.
"Ba Fenghan is really a genius! Ouyang Xiyi's swordsmanship can't beat him at all, if you want to win in battle, you can only rely on your skills to be more pure and profound than him!" Li Shidao thought so in his heart, and couldn't help but be a little eager to try.
On the other side, Wang Tong and the others could no longer hide the frightened look on their faces.
From the beginning of Ba Fenghan's entry, they had already noticed the extraordinaryness of this son, but they never dreamed that he was so powerful that even Ouyang Xiyi, a martial arts celebrity who had been famous in the rivers and lakes for decades, couldn't take him.
Looking at the situation, as Li Shidao thought, Ouyang Xiyi's sword momentum was like a stormy wave, opening and closing, while that Ba Fenghan tightened his sword momentum, guarded the door, and maneuvered with Ouyang Xiyi with his strange footwork.
Ouyang Xiyi has accumulated more than 70 years of skill, and his qi is long, such a big attack is to force Ba Fenghan to compete with himself for the accumulation of internal strength, no matter how talented this Ba Fenghan is, the lack of cultivation time is still a problem that cannot be ignored, and the defeat has been laid.
Suddenly, Xiao sounded.
The sound of the flute is wonderful, frustrating and impermanent, and it seems to be faint in the space where the swords are struck, but the brilliance does not have a certain tone in the syllables, as if it is an improvisation with a casual wave. But it is unbelievable that it is blended into the sound of swords, the breathing of the notes and the notes of the music, the transition between the musical phrases, and the intermingling of the sound of the flute. Its fire is well understood, and it has reached the peak of the Xiaodao realm.
As Xiao Yin suddenly became high and generous, and suddenly lingered in resentment, high to infinite, low to infinite, everyone was stupid for a while. Even the two people who were fighting in the field also lost their killing intent, and after making a false move, they each retreated and stood solemnly and listened.
Li Shidao's face also showed a moving look for the first time, and after thinking about it, the innate true qi of "Eternal Life Formula" suddenly moved, yin, yang, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the seven kinds of true qi bubbled and moved, like a stream, and the connection between them became closer.
The sound of the flute turned from intermittent to entangled, but it became soft and thin, although it was so quiet that every inch of the hall was so quiet that it could not be breathed, there was an ethereal and unpredictable from infinity. And the music that makes people's hearts intoxicated is like a series of heavenly sounds murmuring alone in a mysterious and lonely world, evoking everyone's deep pain and joy, and surging unbearable sorrows, which can be sung and sighed.
Suddenly, a strange feeling arose from the depths of the soul, and then spread rapidly, causing Li Shidao's spirit to enter a very mysterious state in an instant, as if the soul was out of the shell, directly facing everything and everything, and almost sank into this state of unity for a while.
At this time, Li Shidao's whole person seemed to have entered a state of epiphany, he didn't realize that the quality of innate true qi was further improved, and there was an inexplicable vague connection with the spirit in the dark, and he climbed to the level of refining qi and transforming gods in one fell swoop.
Just when Li Shidao comprehended thousands of truths with the help of Xiao Sheng, Xiao Yin paused, and his whole person fell from the sky as if he had no support, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but lose his mind, not only because of the disappearance of Xiao Sheng, but also because of the loss of opportunity.
If Xiao Yin can continue to resound, he will definitely be able to comprehend more truths, but unfortunately, there is no if in the world, and if you miss it, you will miss it.