"What is the purpose of my trip, I want to come to you to compare and compare, to see what you are capable of, so arrogant and domineering! Do you want me to kowtow and admit my mistakes? Wang Chan, you might as well come up and try it yourself, and see if this loose pattern Guding sword in Song's hand is a vegetarian!?"

Hearing Wang Chan's words, he was the first to feel the strange state of Wang Chan's energetic body, and the expression on Song Jie's face suddenly froze, and while speaking, he slowly untied the sword bag with great solemnity, revealing a three-foot-seven-inch long "ancient sword" with a green shark skin sheath inside.

"I don't know what kind of weapon you like to use? I heard that you are the same as Lei Ting, you are all practicing a hard skill in the outer door, and you have the ability to be invulnerable, but I don't take advantage of you, this sword in my hand is a hand-me-down sword weapon in the Zhenwu Hall of the Wudang Sect, it can be broken, and the iron is like mud, even if you have a golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, you can't stop this sword stabbing thorn, if you have any weapons that you are good at, you might as well take it out and fight with me, otherwise later, the weapon has no eyes, fists and feet are ruthless, you want to be injured by me with a sword, but you have to blame me. ”

Throwing the sword bag at his feet, Song Jie held the sword in his hand, flat on his chest, a pair of eyes looked straight at Wang Chan, and suddenly smiled softly.

"Haha! In this case, if you want to fight, I will fight! To deal with you, I still don't care what weapons to use, what means to use, even if I let the horse come!!" Facing Song Jie in front of him with a sword in his chest, the expression on Wang Chan's face was slightly restrained, the blades and fists and feet in martial arts were originally different, and the fists and feet mostly hurt people with clumsy force, but the blades and swords were coercive, and killing people was like mowing grass.

A swordsman, with a sword in his hand, really wants to kill people, and he is sharper than any fist and foot master.

The sword is sharp, and the head is rolling.

Although there are also empty-handed into the white blade, the size of the grappling hand and other techniques and martial arts, but that is only in the case of the two sides of the martial arts is very far apart can be successfully performed, if the hostile two sides of the martial arts skills are similar, under the fight of life and death, the one who died is definitely a bare-handed person.

There is no doubt about it.

This Song Jie, walking footwork is light, like flowing water, falling flowers and dust, moving under his feet, moving all around, and connecting his limbs in series, Wang Chan saw that this person's swordsmanship was far above Lei Ting, and he was a master who really killed people with a sword.

"I thought that I gave Lin Yuanshan a yin hand, and it would definitely be the forces of the Lin family that came to trouble me, but I didn't expect that it was unexpected, but it was such a challenger. Wang Chan thought to himself.

"Listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that he is very familiar with Lei Ting, and he seems to be a child of a family in Beijing, but the matter has come to this, my conditions have been said, he has to compete in martial arts, then he has to see life and death, otherwise my fist spirit will be discounted, and it will be unfavorable to myself. ”

In the capital, outstanding people, masters in the martial arts circle emerge in endlessly, Lin Yuanfang is the successor of the next generation of the Lin family, and focuses on training, Wang Chan "dares to risk the disapproval of the world" to exert the kung fu of imploding yin hand on him, from a certain level, it is really like what Song Jie said, it is a slap in the face of all the martial arts colleagues in the capital.

And it is certain that no matter what the outcome of this matter is, the right and wrong caused by Wang Chan has just begun.

"Then let me see what kind of skills you have! Don't say that I bullied you empty-handed and defenseless with a sword, and you don't use weapons in today's battle. ”

This Song Jie, Wang Chan didn't know or heard of it at all. However, now that he looks at it, he can't be underestimated, and he reported himself to his family, and he turned out to be the successor of the Wudang Dan faction's swordsmanship.

The Wudang swordsmanship is passed down to the world, and there are thirteen potentials, that is, the stabbing and the collapse, the thirteen characters of the stabbing and crushing, and it is also like the Taijiquan in the squeezing and pressing, the elbow leaning, the front and back advance and retreat, the left and right look forward and the thirteen ways to play, so the Wudang swordsmanship is also called the "inner swordsmanship" as well as the inner Taijiquan.

It is the path of "holding the Dan Tao inside and showing the golden edge outside", and what is cultivated is the purest Taoist method.

Although it is a sword in the hand, but always does not leave the way of internal strength, holding the sword in the hand, the sword is an extension of the arm, with the luck of the body, the body and the sword follow, the hair is smart, in line with the sword, and there is no certain rules, it is about "the sword theory, the sword intent" three plates of bad luck.

The Taoist priests of the Wudang faction usually practice sword cultivation, practice true qi inside, maintain longevity, once they fight with people, they immediately incarnate as a dragon, and move the sword like the wind.

However, people who practice swords, too focused on swords, foreign objects, have no heart to boil their muscles and bones, practice boxing and martial arts, a sword in the hand is naturally invincible, if there is no sword, but like a toothless tiger, the power plummets a hundred times.

The sword has a double edge, both positive and negative can hurt people and kill the enemy, compared to the general martial arts practitioners, empty-handed to the enemy but also to hurt people with fists, palms, legs and feet clumsy force is different, a sword soars, out of the blood. Just like ordinary people now, they suddenly took a gun, although they have not practiced boxing and martial arts, but they can kill people with a single movement of two fingers.

The natural function of weapons is to kill people and hunt and resist external humiliation, if it is really a divine weapon, and then it will fall into the hands of a master, it is really terrible to the extreme. Flip and stab, go down with a sword, no matter what hard skills you have on the outside door, the armor is on your body, you can break a sword and split it into two halves.

If Thunder practiced the strength of the iron cloth shirt is already the first hard skill of the Wudang Sect's secret transmission, after being practiced by him to the peak, not only can he block the fierce blows of blunt weapons such as iron rods and masonry, even ordinary knives and axes can't break through the surface of his skin, but if he changes to a sword that sharpens iron like clay, he will definitely still be injured.

After all, no matter how high the kung fu is, he is afraid of the "kitchen knife", and after Thunder practiced the strength of the iron cloth shirt, he did not turn his physical body into an iron body.

As for Wang Chan's thirteen Taibao horizontal training, it is another matter, even Shao Nanhua's seven-star needle can't shoot through, which is almost beyond the ability of ordinary martial arts, which is very different from today's boxing martial arts.

Therefore, Wang Chan didn't care at all when he faced Song Jie, who was holding the ancient sword.

And Mo said that his newly built big gun was not by his side at this time, and even if he was by his side, Wang Chan did not plan to win with weapons.

His big gun, the thickness of a duck egg, the length of two zhang, the whole body is made of stainless steel, and the weight of a pad is at least seventy or eighty pounds, which is at least twenty times heavier than the pine pattern Guding sword in Song Jie's hand, not to mention, Wang Chan's marksmanship is really used in the battlefield, thousands of troops and horses, ten thousand enemies killing guns, if you really want to take it out, it is simply like bullying people.

No matter what kind of Wudang swordsmanship you have, I only shoot it out, I'm afraid that Song Jie won't even have a chance to make a move, and he will be strung into a sugar gourd, and his body will fly in mid-air.

Wang Chan snorted lightly, stood in place and didn't pull his posture, only looked at Song Jie, whose face was becoming more and more solemn and calm on the opposite side, with interest, and gradually felt that between the two, a strong wind slowly flew up, blowing straight to the blades of grass on both sides of the road, making a rustling sound.

When this Song Jie slowly took the sword out of the sword bag, the whole person had already entered the state, got rid of distracting thoughts, sank his mind like a mirror, and began to brew the momentum before he made a move. And Song Jie, as soon as the words in his mouth fell, the others were already facing down, choking, the sword was out of the sheath, flowing like water, and facing Wang Chan is brush brush and brush the chain of three swords.

Song Jie didn't move, the sword weapon in his hand swiped left and right, the sword edge trembled, the brilliance was dazzling, and with a flick of the wrist, there were immediately three sword flowers the size of a bowl, facing the sun, rushing into the air, as soon as it came into view, it immediately dazzled Wang Chan.

The sword is a short soldier, close handover, a dip that goes, and people to do it, at the beginning to occupy the time and place, with the foot of the wandering kung fu, to occupy the upper hand, not like the same length of the knife, wild knife, hard to go straight, but the sword to the front, virtual and real, first to shake the opponent's eyes, and not fight hard, to judge the situation, artificially create an opportunity to attack, when the opportunity comes, is a killer move.

Therefore, swordsmanship masters and people do their hands, and the real killer is actually only a sword. Others, no matter how fierce the fight is, are all false.

Moreover, Song Jie's Songwen Guding Sword is extremely fast! The experience of judging the situation and fighting people is also extremely rich, and the changes on the spot, the false moves can be turned into real moves at any time, and the three sword flowers instantly closed all the dodge space in front of Wang Chan, and when he arrived in front of him, there was a sword light, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, and it instantly hit the center of Wang Chan's eyebrows, less than three inches.

What's even more terrifying is that the long sword in Song Jie's hand is indeed a sharp blade, sharpening iron like clay, and under the urging of the true strength of the inner family in his body, the tip of the sword tip actually spewed out a fine light shadow of an inch in length, sneering at the air, like a cracked cloth, before the blade of the sword arrived, it had already pierced Wang Chan's eyebrows for a while, only to feel that this point was like being pricked by a needle, and the eyebrows and eyes were full of brilliant sword light, dazzling flowers.

This kind of kung fu is to put it bluntly, in fact, it is often described in martial arts novels "sword qi" and "sword mang", in reality, it is only a swordsmanship master who has focused on swords all his life, practicing qi into the sword, and the ability to perform after the unity of man and sword, although this Song Jie is far from reaching that point, but the pine pattern ancient sword in his hand is a secret sword weapon of the Wudang Dan faction, it is too sharp, and after he is transported into the sword body, it is violently shocked, and it can also exert a similar effect.

Wang Chan's eyes saw the truth, and the reflection of sunlight with sword light in his eyes could not make him unable to distinguish Song Jie's sword momentum, only narrowed his eyes into a thin slit, and immediately saw Song Jie's chain of three swords, the sword blade crossed the air and calligraphy Everyone splashed ink is quite similar, it is a cursive "Zhi" word, which seems to be from left to right, connected into a line, but in fact, it is from top to bottom, across his eyebrows down to the lower abdomen.

If you can't dodge it, you will be slashed by his sword, not only will a hole be pierced in the center of your eyebrows, but even the throat and chest and abdomen will be cut open together, disemboweled, and divided into two pieces.

"It's not a family or martial arts, swordsmanship is really a ...... used to kill people. ”

The thought in his heart turned slightly, and Wang Chan immediately knew that Song Jie's move was full of killing moves, and he had no intention of keeping his hands at all.

"Even my master doesn't dare to attack my Songwen Ancient Sword empty-handed, if you can't even stop my sword, then you are also a deceptive and famous, if I kill it, I will also kill it, naturally it's no wonder that I Song Jie is ruthless. ”

At the moment of a sword shot, Song Jie completely calmed down his mind and dissolved it in the sword, and when he shot it, it was a killing move in Wudang swordsmanship, "Zigzag Serial Sword", seeing that he was about to cut through the opponent's eyebrows with a sword, Wang Chan was still standing in place without any movement, and Song Jie couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

It's just that Wang Chan's name is not worthy of the truth, his false name is too big, and what is the inner family yin hand to restrain Lin Yuanfang is all a lie. Over the years, he has been working in the Overseas Operations Division of the National Security Agency, and he has carried out dozens of missions, each time without a gun, with only a sword in his hand, and no matter what enemy he has to behead by the sword, without exception.

Now it is said that a hand of swordsmanship has reached the dark room incense, instantly thrown in the air a handful of soybeans split in half of the realm, this time he wanted to return to China as an opportunity to ask his master for a higher level of swordsmanship, but he did not want to face Wang Chan here.

And although Song Jie and Wang Chanyuan said that they had no grudges and no enmity, he killed many people on missions abroad, as long as he moved his sword, it was immediately a killing move, and the moves were continuous, especially since he was born in a family, both the master and the family have huge power in the country, so they are not afraid of killing people at all.

I just think that Wang Chan is dead when he dies, and there is nothing to regret.

Snort........................。

Wang Chan sensed the murderous intent in Song Jie's heart, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and when he looked forward, Song Jie's long sword had already reached the front of his eyebrows, and the inch-long sword qi was swallowed, and all the air in front of him was torn, and the sound came into his ears, as if a scoop of cold water was suddenly poured into a hot oil pot, stabbing lala, and there was a burst of explosion.

This is the sound of the sword trembling, the piercing coldness instantly went all the way down the cheeks, and when he saw the moment he was about to make a move, he only saw a slight smile on Wang Chan's face, and he actually raised one of his arms directly, from the bottom to the top, like the moon fishing for the sea, and slammed it upward.

Ding, ding!

A series of gold and iron clashes suddenly pierced out, but it was Wang Chan who grabbed Song Jie's sword with his five fingers in time at the moment when the tip of his opponent's sword was about to pierce his brow.

Wang Chan's nails all popped out of the fingers at this time, and the roots were more than an inch long, like the claws of tigers and leopards, expanding and contracting freely, as soon as they grabbed Song Jie's sword, it was immediately a clanging sound, like fine steel claws, and the sword that was grabbed directly was full of sparks.

And Song Jie's sword, which was extremely fast, was also grabbed by him, and Xia Ran stopped, just an inch away from Wang Chan's eyebrows, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward for a while.

(To be continued)