Wang Chan instantly became energetic, and his speed was twice as fast as the sword in Song Jie's hand, especially the green tendons on his arms were tangled, densely wrapped around the skin, making his elbows down to his fingertips all glowing with a metallic color, which didn't look like a flesh and blood condensed arm at all, the color was pale green, and the five fingers were open, like five sharp daggers.

A slight flick, immediately emitted a sound of gold and iron, crisp and pleasant, but it is Wang Chan's thirteen Taibao horizontal practice kung fu has entered the realm, under the exercise, the muscles, bones and fur are connected into one, like a steel plate, compared to the thunder of the strength of the iron cloth shirt kung fu I don't know how much, it is difficult to say the same thing.

As early as when he was on the Tiger Head Ridge, Wang Chan's horizontal refining method was already extremely strong, after going down the mountain, his eyes were opened, although the time was not long, but he was allowed to break through the Dacheng realm of easy tendon forging bones, and crossed the threshold of blood exchange and marrow, boxing and martial arts have actually been reborn like entry and change. It's not the same as it used to be.

Martial artists practice boxing, outside the muscles and bones and fur, inside practice a breath of true qi, over time, if you can arbitrarily control the outer fur, then it can be regarded as "entering the room", and practiced a real kung fu that is different from the "flower fist embroidered legs", that is, the master often said "kung fu on the body".

Then, further, if you can exercise your muscles and bones to be rigid and soft, and you can control the pores of qi and blood, then you will enter the door of internal kung fu, completely break away from the shackles of external martial arts, and you can start to contact a deeper concept of boxing.

Kung fu has reached this level, in fact, it can already be called a master, whether at home or abroad, the so-called boxing and martial arts masters are basically at this level.

In addition, one step further, that is, to gain insight into the authenticity, into the subtlety and practice, boxing and martial arts tend to be introverted, take the road of seeing kung fu from the subtleties, practice is the five internal organs, meridians and knots, if you can open up the meridians around the body, that is the traditional sense of the superb, can be called the master of boxing.

As long as they take a breath and carry it to the hit part with their minds, they can withstand the blows of blunt instruments such as wooden sticks and bricks, and they can break large stones on their chests and break more than a dozen red bricks with their bare hands.

In fact, this is the most practical place for foreign hard work. What's more, Wang Chan's thirteen Taibao horizontal refining is fundamentally different from any hard skills that are now circulating in various schools and factions, with his current skills, as long as his mind moves, he can immediately exercise his whole body, becoming like steel and iron, not only can resist any external attacks, but also run in his hands, his five fingers are like hooks, and even more powerful than any weapon.

Practicing muscles and bones and fur only have to be textured.

Practicing qi and blood can penetrate deep into the internal organs and reach the meridians.

The real master of boxing, the master of martial arts, is able to unify the muscles, bones, skin, qi, blood, five organs, meridians, and all parts of the body together to form a complete whole.

Just like Wang Chan suddenly made a move, the last to come first, and he copied the bottom with one hand, which was incredibly fast, Song Jie, who was standing opposite him, could only see a faint afterimage in his eyes, and as soon as the jingling sound reached his ears, he felt that there was something abnormal on the sword in his hand.

The sword is an extension of the human arm, and the masters who are proficient in swordsmanship are all for their love of the sword, understand it thoroughly, no one can compare, a sword in the hand, how much force is used, to what extent of the effect, there will basically be an accurate estimate in the heart, even if it is a little heavier, you can feel it clearly. Now Wang Chan clasped the sword body with his five fingers, and as soon as he exerted his strength, Song Jie immediately knew that he had miscalculated.

Song Jie's kung fu is all on the sword, if he really wants to be robbed of the weapon by Wang Chan, then he doesn't have to live, it is between lightning and flint, although Song Jie's heart is shocked, he is not chaotic, he feels bad, he sends and pushes forward, and when he sees that he can't move, he immediately instinctively turns his wrist, and the pine pattern ancient sword that is firmly held by Wang Chan's five fingers buzzes when it lands, and rotates left and right.

"Poof!"

The sharp blade twisted like lightning, like a poisonous dragon drilling into the heart, and the two blades swirled into a ball of silver light, and in three strokes and two clicks, it was out of Wang Chan's five fingers, and it spun violently in the palm of his released hand like an electric drill.

Knowing that the sword in Song Jie's hand was extremely sharp, Wang Chan didn't dare to believe that his horizontal kung fu could really block the opponent's sword, so he didn't want to fight with his sword with his palm until he had to. Especially at this time, Song Jie's wrist rotated, the blade flew, and like the large drill bit driven by the ultra-high motor, with the help of force, the steel can also be twisted into two sections!

"Good swordsmanship!" In the face of such a change in sword momentum, Wang Chan also secretly praised Song Jie's quick adaptation in his heart, and said it was a pity. If it weren't for the other party's change of move too quickly, as long as there was one more breath of effort, Wang Chan's next move would be a real "empty-handed white blade", rubbing his body and rushing forward, not only did he forcibly snatch the sword in Song Jie's hand with a face, but he also had a follow-up killing move, killing this person on the spot, just like killing Tang Niu in the blue bird.

However, Song Jie was extremely quick at this moment, completely showing the reaction that a swordsman should have, the sword body rotated, and he came out of trouble, which also forced Wang Chan to temporarily avoid the edge of his sword.

Therefore, Wang Chan accepted it when he saw it, his fingers were one, his palm sank down, and he immediately avoided the opponent's counterattack.

And at this time, Wang Chan's hand fell, Song Jie's move changed again, he flashed sideways, his waist force rotated, he took a short step, and the sword was raised in an instant, and then he started to turn over on the spot, the sword flashed, the whole person jumped up more than one person high, and all the strength of the whole body was pressed on the sword, and in an instant, the hand holding the sword also changed from one hand to two hands, and the head and face were split towards the top of Wang Chan's head.

At this split, Song Jie's whole body seemed to be attached to the sword, like a human sword in one, extremely fierce, the sword light fell as if a heavenly river tilted down from the top of Wang Chan's head, rolling waves, turbulent and continuous, which was mixed with the sword blade breaking through the air, heart-rending screaming, so that people look at it, and they have an irresistible feeling.

Snowflakes cover the top, and the word is evenly divided!

"It seems that this Song Jie's Wudang Dan faction swordsmanship practice is also a hundred steps of flying swords, and the number of sword immortal roads to take people's heads is ....... ”

As soon as Wang Chan saw Song Jie's sword, he turned over and took off, and the number of people and swords in one was that he knew that Song Jie must have practiced the true martial arts swordsmanship of Wudang's secret, although he was far from home, but he was better than the sharp sword, and under the fit of a pounce, the big bull of 1,000 catties would also be cut in half, and he could not be beaten.

So he grabbed the ground with both feet, turned his body in place, and moved a distance of three feet to the side as if shrinking to the ground, no more, no less, just avoiding the edge and dodging Song Jieren's sword.

However, when Wang Chan's body just moved, Song Jie was like a divine help, the person was still in the air and did not land, the whole person entered the realm of Taoist silence and inaction at this moment, the whole spirit was restrained in the sword, the whole body was loose and empty, the joints were loose, the body was loose, the internal organs were loose, the mind was loose, the feet were empty, the hands were empty, the top was empty, and the heart was empty, which seemed to have reached the subtle state of Dan swordsmanship, "with the softness of the world, and the firmness of the world".

As soon as Wang Chan moved and dodged, he immediately seemed to know beforehand, and as soon as his toes landed, the sword light burst out, like a shadow, and entangled him.

Song Jie practiced swords for more than ten years, and finally said that the sword did not leave his body, communicated with his heart, and continued to do so for a long time, and now there is an inexplicable close connection between human swords, so he carries the sword, not only the sword is like the wind, pervasive, and even the footwork under his feet is light and bright, like a dragon. In the face of Wang Chan's unexpected response, although he was also taken aback, he did not feel a sense of frustration, but suddenly put away his previous contempt and disdain for Wang Chan, his body fell to the ground, the geese fell to the flat sand, and his body seemed to be sliding quickly on the smooth ice, and he caught up with Wang Chan at once, and at the same time the sword came out of the ribs, obliquely raised, like a white crane with bright wings.

Wudang sword was originally known as the "wonderful dance in the air", in addition to the swordsmanship, the most important thing is to live walking, the step of the foot [***] husband, pay attention to the sword in the "line", like a swimming dragon. And Song Jie, as the descendant of the Wudang Dan School of swordsmanship, footwork, walking Tai Chi Yin and Yang outside, and Bagua Nine Palaces inside, loose and light, like the wind and clouds, slow and soft, it seems to be somewhat similar to the palm footwork in the palm of the gossip palm, but it is by no means the same, more subtle, and countless changes are born out of thin air, which is much more powerful than Wang Chan encountering Tang Niu, who has the most slippery footwork.

Sword Immortal Li Jinglin's master Song Weiwei once said that after Wudang swordsmanship is practiced to the peak, people move everywhere, turn the sky and frighten the birds, and roll on the ground without dust. Between the blows, it was like a light breeze without seeing the sword, in all kinds of changes, but seeing the sword light without seeing anyone.

It's a pity that Wang Chan's skills are far beyond anyone's imagination, and he is making rapid progress every day, and his movements are faster than Song Jielai's, seeing the opponent's sword obliquely coming, one person and one sword are in front of him in a blink of an eye, and he is actually not afraid, his waist and hips swing, he suddenly stepped forward, stepped on the seven stars, and retreated, and the whole person suddenly grabbed into the sword light in the sky, pinched into a tiger's claw with one hand, and viciously grabbed Song Jie's sword-holding right wrist.

At the same time, with a stomp under his feet, there was a bang, and the bluestone slab paved in the garden suddenly shattered, shaking the earth, and Wang Chan's remaining hand pierced out from under his elbow, like a spiritual snake out of a hole, and his wrist moved, crackling, and his muscles and bones roared in unison, and he pointed at the opponent's chest like a big gun.

Empty-handed against the white blade, the most taboo lack of courage, dare not attack others, otherwise again and again, three times, the heart is cold, and then to fight, ten percent of the ability is afraid that even half of it will not be used, if you want not to die, you can only retreat and flee.

Song Jie's sword in his hand, blindly attacking, and invading like fire, Wang Chan attacked and retreated, and between his fingers, as if he was burned by fire, his moves changed as if they were natural.

"Not good!"

Song Jie had just progressed to deceive himself, Wang Chan had already given up his body, the upper claw had been caught, less than two centimeters away from his wrist, his fingertips trembled, the strong wind was agitated, and his wrist suddenly hurt, and his arm was slightly numb for a long time.

In the face of such a fierce and fearless attack, Song Jie hurriedly staggered under his feet, turned around, and changed.

Wang Chan was unforgiving, he kept entering, one hand was pinched into a tiger claw, and he never left Song Jie's wrist holding the sword about three inches, and the other hand smashed with a bang, and his five fingers became a knife, slashing at Song Jie's face.

"Empty-handed into the white blade, you still want to snatch my sword, it's ridiculous!" Song Jie turned again and again, Wang Chan hurried closely, and an arm in front ......of him smashed down like an iron whip, and the stinging pain on his wrist was still there, and he immediately guessed what Wang Chan meant, which was to snatch his sword.

"With a sword in hand, if I am still robbed of food by you, then I will simply die. In the face of Wang Chan's rolling thunder and slashing his face, the tiger's claws pinched his wrists, steep, Song Jie suddenly fell down, turned around and wanted to leave, but the right hand holding the sword turned to his back, and with a sound of brushing, he pulled out a sword light like a fan, protecting his whole person inside.

This is a trick in the swordsmanship of the Wudang Dan School, called "Peacock Open Screen", the lunge is wrong, the sword is back, with the extremely fast vibration of the wrist, brush out a sword curtain, as if stabbing out more than a hundred swords in one breath, covering all the space behind him, retreating as advance, and then suddenly turn back, get up and stab the sword, just like the ancient general's return to the horse pistol, change the trick to do the "immortal guiding the way", the tip of the sword is flickering, the eyebrows are pointed, the throat, the heart of the heart is pierced in the dantian, at any time can derive more than a dozen subsequent changes, just a sword flies out, you can ask for a person's surname.

Song Jie's sword was really like a peacock spreading its feathers, and the sword light was so bright that it immediately blocked Wang Chan, who was following behind, from outside.

With only one breath, he saw Wang Chan stop outside his body, and had to put away his hands, just when the new force was not born, and the old force had just gone, Song Jie saw it clearly, and the sword momentum in his hand was suddenly a convergence, click, like ice crystals shattering, and the fan-like sword curtain suddenly exploded completely, shattering into tens of millions of silver light, and then a sword light flew out, like a long rainbow, stabbing at Wang Chan who was close at hand.

In Wudang swordsmanship, the killing move "Immortal Guiding the Way".

But it is a secret sword control method, controlling the sword weapon, and a blow like a fairy flying out of the sky.

"Sword Fighting" is originally an ancient swordsmanship that is passed down from generation to generation in Taoism, and it is a branch of the sword fairy method, practiced to the highest level, the unity of human and sword, and you can also drive the sword to kill people from a hundred steps away, but he is a little different from the "flying sword", it requires extremely profound swordsmanship skills to practice, rather than taking it out of the hand and indulging in the air.

Although Song Jie is able to touch a little threshold, but a sword flies out, but he can also control the sword within a few steps, and his sword is integrated into the Wudang swordsmanship of a move immortal to guide the way, the combination of the two, but it is also extremely powerful, it seems to be the same skill as Thunder and Gao Qiru, when he encounters this sword, he must also end up in a different place and die tragically on the spot.

You can't hide!

As soon as he retreated and advanced, he came with a sword, and Song Jie's own momentum had risen to the highest point, and almost all the strength of his whole body was pressed into the sword, and the sword light was flying, like a dragon in the clouds.

"Good sword!"

Wang Chan knew that even if he was not afraid of being entangled like this again, it was not too easy to kill Song Jie, who had a sword in hand, with his bare hands. Unless he had the heart and wanted to test the solidity of his thirteen Taibao kung fu again, he dared to use the ten fingers of his hands to risk grabbing the other party's pine-patterned ancient sword.

Although the result may not be too bad, it is very likely that Song Jie has devoted all his strength, an indestructible sword, and the cut skin and flesh are even more tragic than the results of Shao Nanhua's Seven Star Needle's secret calculations.

Therefore, Wang Chan decided not to continue to entangle with the other party, and it was only right to end the battle as soon as possible.

"Go!"

With a broken drink, Wang Chan used the two "Taibai Essence Qi" that he had just refined, and the sound came out casually, and the next moment two white lights erupted from his mouth, sneering! In the two faint sounds of breaking the air, the large swaths of crystal sword light in front of him were all collided into a day of stars and scattered in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, these two Taibai essences more than a foot long swirled left and right, dancing like sword light, and hit the sword body of the pine-patterned ancient sword at the same time, only to tinkle a sound, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and the golden sound was jade.

Vertical and horizontal, the sword-like sword control technique of flying out of the sky was intercepted and scattered halfway.

If Song Jie's swordsmanship is like a silver bottle exploding, and the iron horse is prominent, unstoppable, and sharp, then Wang Chan's two Taibai essences are in and out of the Qing Nether, the land broken rhinoceros, the peerless cloud era, and the peerless soldiers who are free beyond the nine heavens, shadowless and invisible, indestructible, and able to break all the strength in the world.

The sword was violently interrupted, Song Jie's heart was shocked, for the first time in his life, he was covered in cold sweat, his scalp was numb, and he only felt that he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave naked.

But even so, after all, Song Jie is also a famous family, and there is a master of swordsmanship who has been instructed by a master, and in a panic, he also instinctively withdrew his body back, and with a flick of his wrist, the pine pattern ancient sword was taken back by him, sticking to his forearm, the tip of the sword was pointing upward, and there was a buzzing sound, like a dragon coiling a tiger.

Wudang "Secret Armor Hidden Sword"!

This sword is in the body, it seems that the sword is hidden in the chest, and the sword is not moved, but in fact, the strength is still focused on the sword body, hidden but not leaked.

As long as there is a slight change, it will immediately be the "leaf bottom through the flower" Danfeng Chaoyang.

It is a move in Wudang swordsmanship to defend as an attack, and defeat to win and survive in death.

Song Jie clearly knew in his heart that the two white lights that Wang Chan had just spewed out of his mouth had already penetrated two holes the size of soybean grains on the pine-patterned ancient sword that he regarded as life, and his blow was like a swordsman like the spirit of the Tang legend, Kongkong'er, spitting out sword pills and flying in the air, if he guessed correctly, this is also the ability of the legendary sword immortal all the way, which is hundreds of times stronger than his own swordsmanship.

However, at present, the art of sword immortals, looking at the whole world, there are only two factions in Wudang and Qingcheng Mountain, and Song Jie can't guess how Wang Chan can do this anyway, but the current situation is critical, and he has no time to guess and doubt. Wang Chan's Taibai essence spurted outward, and immediately swept away all the competitive thoughts in Song Jie's heart, and his thoughts were full of thoughts of fleeing quickly and irresistibly.

However, it was too late, in front of Wang Chan, no one could leave without his consent, even if it was a boxing master of the same level as him, not to mention Song Jie, who was already a little in a hurry.

Wang Chan's arm shook and shook, and five or six feet away, it suddenly stretched out, as if his arms could be stretched out, and as soon as his big hand stretched out, he grabbed it directly, and the target was Song Jie's wrist holding the sword.

Song Jie was startled, his body retreated sharply, and he wanted to get rid of Wang Chan's entanglement, but Wang Chan had studied martial arts with Lei Ting before, and he had a lot of understanding of the Wudang Nine Palace Bagua Sword.

He was even more confident between the shots, this was still the result of him defeating Song Jie's sword with Taibai Essence in one fell swoop, and he stopped using it, stabbing twice, and absorbing back Taibai Essence, otherwise he didn't even need to use his hands, ten meters in a radius, just a thought, Song Jie couldn't live for a while longer.

A tiger claw grappling hand, the god directly broke through the limit of space, and the five fingers were worthy of being placed on Song Jie's wrist, Song Jie's heart was cold, and he hurriedly moved his wrist, wanting to use the sword to force Wang Chan to protect himself, and surround Wei to save Zhao.

But unexpectedly, Wang Chan is different from anyone else, he has no habit of keeping his hands at all, and he will not treat any competition as a competition, he just moved here, and the next moment Wang Chan twisted his wrist, followed by a grab, a buckle, and immediately crushed his entire palm without hesitation.

A bone cracking sound came into his ears, Song Jie snorted, his wrists were all shattered, and he could no longer hold the sword, and the pine-patterned ancient sword changed hands in an instant and fell into Wang Chan's hands.

In the past, people who practiced swords, there has always been a saying that the sword is in the person, and the sword is dead, although in modern times, no one is willing to abide by the default rules of the ancient swordsmen, but Song Jie saw his sword fall into Wang Chan's hands, and his face immediately turned like ashes.

In addition, the palm of his sword has been crushed by Wang Chan at this time, and the five-finger phalanges, metacarpal bones, and wrist bones have all become shattered fractures. The most important thing for a person who practices swords is the palm of the hand holding the sword, the five-fingered wrist, once it is damaged and affects the flexibility, it is equivalent to abolishing his swordsmanship.

Therefore, at this time, Song Jie was depressed and wanted to die, but he no longer had the previous plan to run for his life, the blood was gushing upward, his face was red, he suddenly took a deep breath, raised his left hand, and pinched it into a sword finger, which was actually a reference to the sword, like a mad demon, rushed into Wang Chan's arms, and pointed at Wang Chan's eyes.

He knew that Wang Chan had a hard skill in the outer door, which was even more powerful than thunder, and it was useless to use his fingers as a sword and point elsewhere, so he simply gave up all defenses, and desperately wanted to abolish one of Wang Chan's eyes and vent evil anger.

In the face of Song Jie's crazy attack, Wang Chan did not dodge, only held the pine pattern ancient sword in one hand, and clenched it into a phoenix eye fist with the other hand, raising his elbow and shouldering it horizontally, and it was a punch in his chest.

Before Song Jie's sword finger stabbed his eyes, Wang Chan's extremely fierce "Black Tiger Heart" had already smashed into Song Jie's chest.

With a bang, Song Jie's whole person was beaten flat and flew up more than three feet high, clicking, his bones cracked like the sound of firecrackers, and he couldn't help but fly backwards, the person was still in mid-air, and a column of blood was already spewing up like a fountain in his mouth.

"Oh, it's not good, Wang Chan, don't move......!"

Immediately following Song Jieren flew back, Wang Chan was about to pounce on him, completely ending this person's surname, suddenly his two ears moved together, as if he had checked, and then he heard an exclamation behind him, which was also mixed with metal instruments that made him feel shocked, and the machine spring sounded, as if the bullet was loaded and the safety was opened.

Since going down the mountain, in just half a month, Wang Chan has been coerced several times by firearms and other weapons with the surname of mass destruction, so he is the most sensitive to firearms in his heart, so as soon as he heard the voice coming from behind, he immediately knew that someone was pointing a gun at him.

Suddenly, the hairs on his back stood on end, and a danger came to his heart in advance, Wang Cha's body fell down for the first time, and rushed forward, and then caught up with Song Jie, who had not yet landed, stopped his waist with one hand, pinched his throat with the other, turned around like a whirlwind, and at the same time blocked Song Jie as a meat shield in front of him.

Then, Wang Chan's other hand also crossed the pine-patterned ancient sword that had just been grabbed in his hand, ready to attack, and the tiger roared in his throat, as if he was a trapped beast, ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.

On martial arts, although Wang Chan does not dare to say that the world is invincible, but for any opponent, he is also fearless from the heart out, dare to fight and dare to kill, but the firearm is equivalent to the hidden weapon bow and arrow on the rivers and lakes in the past, but the power is a hundred times more powerful, it is a deadly threat to anyone, this practice of pointing a gun at the threat behind his back has really violated Wang Chan's taboo.

In an instant, he turned his waist and turned back, and a monstrous murderous aura rushed up in his heart.

"Wang Chan, don't mess around, Song Jie is also the establishment of our National Security Bureau, he came to you just to learn martial arts, without the slightest malice! Don't be excited, he has been seriously injured by you, you have to spare people and spare people, don't make enemies again, otherwise you will only die in the world, and the day is not safe, so why bother!"

Following the human voice, Wang Chan saw at a glance that it was the thunder with an anxious face that spoke, and the other person beside him was a middle-aged man who was as calm and deep as Yuanyu Yuezhi, wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, standing with his hands in his hands.

Beside him, the one with the gun in his hand was the one under Thunder, Zhang Jieyu and Zhang Xiu'er, who were also Wang Chan's old acquaintances, Zhang Jieyu and Zhang Xiu'er, who went undercover in the red-sleeved forest.

"Wang Chan, I helped you settle your matter, I don't know if you can let the apprentice go first, I see that he is not lightly injured, and if he has to delay, I am afraid that this life will not be saved!"

This middle-aged man saw Song Jie in Wang Chan's hand, his face was like ashes, the blood in his mouth kept staying, his chest was concave in a large piece, and his face couldn't help but stir, but he didn't have any other actions that caused Wang Chan to misunderstand, just as soon as he stretched out his hand, he snatched the pistol in Zhang Xiu'er's hand and threw it far away, indicating that he had no hostility.

(To be continued)