Guo Xiangyang, who was standing on the side, was a little dumbfounded. What do you mean? That's it! This way of martial arts training is not a trick, just read it once and you can understand it all! What are you kidding! He Guo Xiangyang was the first to not believe it!

looked at Zhang Sen in disbelief, who was still tasting with his head down. Guo Xiangyang glanced at Hua Zhiyi, his white teeth leaked, and he shouted: "Look at the knife!"

The wind was over, and Zhang Sen looked up at the white blade that fell as fast as lightning in a daze. It shook a little jerky under his feet. The man had already stepped back two feet. Guo Xiangyang blinked with a big knife, and his face was constipated. scolded fiercely: "! Groove! It's not fair!" but I don't know what psychology I have. I didn't stop, and when I stepped on my feet, the sand and dust under my body swayed slightly. Wherever you go. People are already close at hand. The big knife in his hand slashed Zhang Sen's shoulder!

Hua Zhiyi's face was full of interest, smiling and brushing his gray beard, while waving his big sleeves towards the weapon rack on the side. On the shelf, Qingfeng suddenly shook and swept towards Zhang Sen, who had nothing in his hand.

Guo Xiangyang's knife style slowed. Zhang Sen took the opportunity to spin under his feet, swept backwards in the air, and leaned back. His right hand was raised, he grasped the hilt of the sword steadily, and swept it forward without hesitation! Guo Xiangyang withdrew his knife and changed the splitting style to flirting. "Bang!" the two ordinary iron tools touched slightly, and immediately retracted.

Guo Xiangyang turned his wrist. Feel the magnitude of the sword vibrating between your hands. A face of unbelief in evil. "Oh! I really don't believe it! Come again!" "My feet are apart, but my left hand is also on the hilt!

Zhang Sen was a little unaccustomed to holding the hilt of the sword, which was slightly rounder than the hilt, and danced three sword flowers in front of him without being happy or slow. Laughed. "Monopolize all kinds of disobedience!"

"Hey. Guo Xiangyang first chuckled, and then whispered. "Sickness!". His eyes widened suddenly. His face was naturally hideous! Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed horizontally in a decent way! Zhang Sen's face changed! What kind of speed is this! Running under his feet, taking two steps back, Zhang Sen only had time to bend down and dodge! But after all, he was still a little slower! The big knife made an intimate contact with the armor in front of him! "Whew!" With a slightly piercing sound of metal splitting. In the process, a spark flickered, and a scratch that was not deep or shallow appeared.

looked at Guo Xiangyang, who was smiling evilly in front of him. Zhang Sen touched the new pattern on the scales of the armor. His face became solemn. I replayed the image over and over again in my head. The speed at which the knife is swung is so weird!

Squinted his eyes and thought about it. Walked to the weapon rack and pulled out another standard Qingfeng. Tightened his hands on the hilt of his sword. Whisper: "Come again!"

Guo Xiangyang's mind flashed the two-handed knife that Zhang Sen used when he fought Zhang Sen that day. frowned. Be kind and persuasive. "A knife is not the same as a sword!

Zhang Sen didn't answer either. For the first time, he took the initiative to rush to Guo Xiangyang. Silent in my heart. "Don't pull me back!"

A mocking voice rang out. "Hey, that's not funny!"

saw Guo Xiangyang's helpless face, and opened his bow left and right, like a pillar stuck to the ground. The broadsword in his hand was interspersed between the two swords. or block or cut. The upper body cooperates with the swing of the arms, and the lower body does not leave the same place half a step!

Hua Zhiyi only frowned and shook his head on the side, "After all, it just has its shape, and it doesn't mean it." The voice was suddenly high-pitched. A style of guiding the country. Pointing at Guo Xiangyang. "The sword technique is heavy, and the momentum is strong. Pay attention to a knife in the hand, if there is a tiger on the side. When facing the enemy, the most taboo is to bloom with flowers. Lost the true meaning of the knife technique of 'swallowing ups and downs, vigorous and resolute'!" When it comes to the hearty place, Huazhi Medicine's eyes are bright. Refer to Zhang Sen again. "The sword technique is heavy, the style of moves. It means that the intention is to follow the sword, left or right. Or to or to receive. It's all about one mind. Whenever you dance the sword, whether you hit, stab, check, or wash, both hands should be strong and soft. The combination of rigidity and softness is like a living dragon and a tiger, and the body steps are evenly matched!" looked at the two people who were still attacking each other in the field, but their ears were straight up. Hua Zhiyi smiled and said another punch line for the finishing touch. "Sword cultivation, also known as instrument cultivation. Regardless of the weapon you are holding, remember that there is an ineffable mystery between 'hands, eyes, body, law, and steps' and 'essence, spirit, energy, strength, and gong'. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Sen and Guo Xiangyang's swords collided a few more times! Guo Xiangyang's face did not change, but only he knew it in his heart. The two Qingfeng actually became proficient quickly at an incredible speed, and at first they were more than able to parry, and they didn't even have to move! But now they actually retreated two feet away unconsciously. Especially after the Huazhi doctor on the side mentioned it, Zhang Sen's occasional antelope horns at the peak made him a little confused!

Seeing Zhang Sen's moves, he was almost proficient. Guo Xiangyang swung his swords away with a single sword, and shouted in a low voice. "Slash!" Zhang Sen stared, and the strong wind that blew like a mountain ruffled the black hair on his forehead. Zhang Sen bit his teeth secretly. Turning his feet, he did not retreat but advanced! Hua Zhiyi stroked his beard and smiled.

Zhang Sen's swords were staggered, and he grabbed the big knife as soon as his knees bent, and he quickly turned his wrists. The long sword and the blade rub together, and the orange sparks keep popping up!

Despite using this tricky unloading method, Zhang Sen still took three steps back!

Guo Xiangyang had a smile on his face, and he shouted softly: "Tease!" With a light tiptoe, approaching Zhang Sen, the big knife flickered like a white light from bottom to top. Guo Xiangyang's left hand darkened his right wrist so that he could stop halfway. Obviously, he thinks that Zhang Sen can't take his knife!

Knowing the sea, the place of the Nine Pins Lotus Terrace. The black clothes are in the shape of handprints.

Blessing to the soul, there is an indescribable wonder. Zhang Sen abandoned the sword with his left hand and stroked the joint of his right wrist. Close your eyes and shake your head. The sword in his hand is gently probed on the knife, like a sympathetic caressing. In the stretch, the sword follows the knife, and the gravitational force does not strike. Shaking under your feet. The body swayed like a willow. The originally menacing knife momentum completely changed its flavor!

Guo Xiangyang's face couldn't be hidden. The weapons in his hands were supposed to move at will, and they could do it at will. But as soon as he caught up with Zhang Sen's Qingfeng. It's like a drunken child. There is a feeling of disobedience.

The so-called miss is a thousand miles. Zhang Sen's eyes lit up. Turn or push your left hand at your wrist. Aomine in his right hand also interfered with the castration of the big knife. It was indescribable to dodge Guo Xiangyang's blow that was originally determined to win!

Guo Xiangyang and Zhang Sen stood facing each other. Guo Xiangyang is a little inexplicable. Zhang Sen was trying to remember the feeling just now! For a while, the two of them forgot to continue to fight!

Hua Zhiyi chewed Zhang Sen's sword move carefully, and after a moment, he couldn't help clapping his hands and high-fives. "Wonderful, wonderful!" It's disturbance, it's not disturbance. Strength is seen in the lingering place. The strength is seen in the stretch. Seeing such a sword style, it really deserves to be drunk!"

After speaking, Hua Zhiyi shook the medicine box on his shoulder. Wait for the medicine box to fall aside. With the extension of his right hand, he attracted the handful of Qingfeng that Zhang Sen had just fallen to the ground, and flew into the clearing. Zhang Sen and Guo Xiangyang woke up in shock. But their eyes are shining, and they can't miss this kind of opportunity!

But I saw the old man in plain clothes with white hair in the field. Soaring like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon. The sword weapon in his hand is wielded at will, either walking or stopping, or stopping or living! In the midst of the awe-inspiring immortal awe, there is his own killing and sudden life! Intentionally or unintentionally. The sword move is slightly slow. Demonstrate some of these meanings over and over again.

The two people on the side couldn't help but be amazed, thinking of coming to the fairy fencing, nothing more than that!