The sword qi and fist strength were staggered, and the two of them had not yet made substantial contact, but the entire knife grinding hall seemed to have shaken. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The thick-backed knife in Song Que's hand broke through the air, and the wonderful images were varied, constantly changing in the space of two zhang, and every change was so clear and understandable, as if writing out his mind with a knife.

With the knife so far, it has reached the peak of perfection, and it is out of the realm of supernatural perfection.

The knife momentum changed, and the footwork under Song Que's feet also changed, making it impossible to know from which angle he would attack in the end.

Ren Er is ever-changing, and I punch myself in the air.

Cao Xu's body was as immobile as a mountain, his spiritual power was like mercury pouring to the ground, and his right fist pierced through the unpredictable knife momentum.

"Boom!" The two figures separated.

The air waves in the knife grinding hall were surging, and Song Que stood up proudly, and he had already changed a knife in his hand. His right hand is holding the scabbard, and his left hand is slowly pulling the long knife out of the sheath.

Cao Xu looked at it intently, and saw that the blade was as thin as silk, as soft and dexterous as a feather, and it also oozes the glow of blue crystal, if it wasn't for witnessing, he wouldn't have believed that there would be such a strange treasure in the world.

Song Que's gaze wandered back and forth on the blade of the knife, and said softly: "This knife is called Narcissus, and I have created the 'Eight Tricks of the Heavenly Knife' with the characteristics of this knife, with ten knives per recipe, a total of eighty knives. The knife is ruthless, King Wu be careful!"

The long knife is unsheathed.

Cao Xu said lightly without revealing any anger: "What are the good names of these eight tips, can the valve master say it to open his ears in the next place." ”

Song Que threw away the scabbard at will, raised the knife in his left hand, looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Okay! Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, and the first style of the 'Eight Tricks of the Heavenly Knife' is called 'Tianfeng Huanpei', and the artistic conception is that there are heavenly immortals riding the wind in the clouds. ”

As soon as the words fell, the thin blade of the narcissus in Song Que's hand turned into thousands of blue blades, like birds flying and fish swimming, no trace to be found, and even faster and faster, fluttering like a fairy, nine knives were split in the blink of an eye.

This nine-sword divine dragon saw the beginning but not the end, originally Song Que was already extremely fast, and with the almost weightless treasure knife in his hand, it was really as fast as lightning!

"Good. Cao Xu exhaled and punched out.

The strength of the fist was like a tide, causing changes in the surrounding air current, turning into a whirlpool of qi. His fist became the center of the world, controlling all the changes.

The surging blue light blade was swallowed by the vortex of qi, and finally disappeared.

The blue light disappears and the swirls dissipate.

Cao Xu's voice came, and he said, "Come and don't be rude, please take me a trick too." This is a punch that I have gained from observing the changes of humanity and the evolution of civilization, called 'Passing on the Torch', and I also invite the Lord of the Song Dynasty to taste it. ”

Song Que looked at it intently.

I saw Cao Xu sinking his shoulders and elbows, and slowly punched out.

This punch carried a reckless and mighty momentum, and Song Que saw the picture of the ancient ancestors drilling wood to make fire, expelling wild beasts, and giving birth to civilization.

This is a punch from the beginning of humane civilization, and it is also a punch from the heart.

"King Wu is a good boxer. Song Que praised. Before the words fell, the narcissus blade in his hand immediately turned into a knife light like a cloud of water, and it greeted it layer upon layer.

Cao Xu carried the general trend of humanity, rolling like a wheel, crushing.

Song Que turned into a cloud of water in Xiaoxiang, with endless circulation and infinite intentions.

This is not only a contest between moves and internal strength, but also a confrontation between the divine will that is comprehended and the path that is adhered to.

The heirloom jade seal in Cao Xu's arms shook, and an invisible energy surrounding Cao Xu was attracted by it.

"Boom", when Cao Xu was claiming the king and sacrificing to the sky, the picture he had seen resurfaced in front of him. The illusory artistic conception constructed by spiritual power has become real.

The narcissus knife in Song Que's hand immediately became heavy, losing its original agility. is like a knife of "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud", which can no longer be used.

At this moment, the knife style that seemed to flow like water suddenly turned into a clear spring of clear spring water that was smelted and smelted through the rocks and stones, and got rid of the influence of Cao Xu's fist, and the narcissus blade drew a blue ray, following a certain arc that was so beautiful that it could be described by any words, and went straight to his throat.

Cao Xu's body shook, avoiding the knife from Song Que's attack, and he recalled the strange feeling of the previous punch in his heart. It's a pity that the jade seal of the country has fallen silent and has not gained anything.

"That's humane dragon energy. Cao Xu was sure in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, Song Que in the Knife Sharpening Hall changed another knife, which was a sheathed treasure knife with an ancient shape and an abnormally heavy shape.

Song Que held the handle of the knife in his right hand, and at the same time looked down at the right hand to pull the treasure knife out of the sheath, and said softly: "This is the heavenly knife that Song Mou used to run rampant in the world and be invincible. King Wu is a good opponent and deserves to be unsheathed. ”

Cao Xu's expression became solemn, Song Que, who had the "Heavenly Sword" in his hand, and Shi Zhixuan, the "Evil King" who had a perfect soul, would be the most terrifying opponents in the world.

Song Que's right hand was slow and steady, and every minute and inch of movement remained at the same speed, and its speed was evenly balanced, which was simply impossible.

It is very rare for a human movement to be able to maintain a certain speed in general. You must know that any action is made up of countless actions in series, and there is a bit of fast, slow, and heavy between the actions, and the series of actions that make up Song Que pull out the knife and unsheath, each action is like a repetition of the previous action, which is already an unbelievable miracle in itself.

Cao Xu's hands slowly clenched into fists, and the divine light in his eyes was great, watching Song Que's every move.

Song Que's action of drawing the sword is as if it is combined with heaven and earth and the deeper ontology that is always hidden behind it, and it is full of the flavor of the ever-changing law in the permanence, and there is not the slightest gap to be found. It makes people feel that the first knife that comes with his starting style must be earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, with no beginning and no end.

At this point, the path of the sword has reached the level of ghosts and gods.

When the action of taking the knife was carried out to the middle of no more than a centimeter or not less than half a minute, Song Que's speed suddenly accelerated, and he instantly grasped the handle of the knife with an astonishing technique that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

At the same moment when Song Que accelerated, Cao Xu's fists clenched at the same time, as if he had foreseen the changes in Song Que's movements.

"Knort"!

The heavenly knife is out of the sheath.

Heaven and man sympathize, the Knife Grinding Hall is no longer the previous Knife Grinding Hall, but full of killing aura, the Heavenly Knife cuts into the void, the sword shines, and the vitality of heaven and earth is all concentrated at the blade. It feels weird and weird, indescribable, indescribable.

The heavenly knife didn't bring any sound of breaking the wind, and without feeling the slightest bit of knife energy, it broke through the air, crossed the space of two zhang, and hit Cao Xu directly.

Song Que's knife shrouded the sky, and Cao Xu had no other choice than to fight hard.

This is Song Que's real kung fu. (To be continued.) )