The Legend of Shushan Xuanjian

Chapter 756
The supernatural powers of the soles of the feet are also self-improvement,

In the third watch, I was reported to have Feishuang.

It is said that winter nights are as long as years,
You know you are not old until you are insomnia.

——"Insomnia" Yang Wanli (Song)

……

"laugh!"

The bowstring snapped, and a powerful arrow shot the man's throat.The speed of the arrow was so fast that the visitor had to give up the attack on the camel, and with a slash of the long sword, the arrow flew away.

This person is Park Yinghuan, the first disciple of Fu Guan.I saw Park Young-hwan's murderous spirit, after splitting away the arrows of the sniper Lynx'er, he swung his sword and slashed the left shoulder of Luo Tuo'er with incomparable speed.

The camel was taken aback by its speed. Although this man was stout, his steps were light and he moved like a rabbit.

A burly man jumped down from the tree, his movements were as fast as a ghost, and he stood in front of the camel, blocking with a knife. It was the lone wolf.

"Dang!" The swords clashed.Pu Yinghuan's tiger's mouth was numb, and he moved two steps sideways before he could stand still.

Park Young-hwan knew that the lone wolf's internal strength was higher than his own, and he could not attack by force, but could only win with exquisite swordsmanship.

Park Yinghuan flashed to the right of the lone wolf again, stabbing seven swords in the blink of an eye.Every strike of the sword does not seem to target the lone wolf's vitals, but each sword forces the lone wolf to block with his sword.

This is the untold secret of Mt. Baitou - playing swordsmanship.

The lone wolf was not used to Park Yinghuan's swordsmanship very much, and he fought fiercely and was killed left and right.

Pu Yinghuan was so powerful that he suddenly flew out with a kick, a whirlwind leg, and the toe of the boot swept towards the cheek of the lone wolf, showing his ability to change strangely.

The lone wolf yelled, and a tiger pounced, with the saber in his left hand touching the ground, and the saber in his right slashing backwards, he slashed towards Park Yinghuan's right side from an unexpected angle. threat.

This exchange of offense and defense is like the "Tesuji" in a game of chess.

Park Young-hwan was greatly surprised by the masterful hand inspired by the lone wolf, and there was no counter move in the game of swordsmanship.

Park Yinghuan dodged the knife, turned around, and drifted behind the lone wolf.

Lone Wolf once again did not move according to common sense, and did not turn around, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and the long knife in his right hand came out from under his side, forcing Park Yinghuan to dodge and float away.

Park Yinghuan tapped the tree trunk behind him with his toes, accelerated his attack, flipped his wrist, and the long sword sprinkled dozens of points of cold light, and shot towards the eyes of the lone wolf.

The lone wolf's eyes were dazzled by Park Young-hwan's unique method of urging sword light and sword energy, coupled with the opponent's ghostly body skills, he was unable to grasp Park Young-hwan's position and movements for a while.

This is Yijianmen's unique dazzling swordsmanship. There are countless heroes who have hated this unique and fierce swordsmanship for decades.

The lone wolf took his time, relying on his own induction.With a single slash, he was slashing at the opponent's sword net.

Fighting against each other, Park Young-hwan took three steps back.Park Yinghuan was amazed that the lone wolf could find the tip of his sword in the light of the sword shadow, and skillfully defuse his attack.The shadow of the sword dissipated, and Pu Yinghuan's vigor was greatly reduced.

Park Yinghuan knew that he was not a lone wolf opponent, and with the fact that Tang soldiers were numerous and powerful, he would have no chance if he didn't leave.Park Yinghuan swayed his sword at the camel, taking advantage of the lone wolf's rescue, he pulled out his figure, rushed up like a big bird, and jumped to the top of the tree.

"whoosh whoosh"

Hearing the sound of crossbow arrows coming from behind, Park Yinghuan lifted his robe and threw it behind him.A good move is "Golden Cicada Escapes its Shell", using a robe to cover all the arrows.

Park Yinghuan's qinggong is superb, the moment he avoided the arrow, he touched the treetop with his toes, and flew towards the bamboo forest on the east side of the camp.

Park Yinghuan didn't break out with his disciples just now, but waited for all Tang Jun's ambushes to show up and the traps of the agencies were exposed, waiting for an opportunity to escape.Now, all the Tang troops are encircled in the campsite, leaving a way out instead.

Holding his breath, Park Yinghuan flew over the treetops for more than ten feet, and came to the sky above the bamboo forest.

Before setting up the camp, Park Young-hwan had surveyed this campsite in detail. As long as he crossed the bamboo forest, there would be a cliff between the two mountains in front of him, and there would be no more ambush.

I have a long rope with me, as long as I hook a few big trees on the edge of the cliff, I can swing to the opposite cliff.

Against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds, the bamboo forest looks extraordinarily green, like emerald emerald, emerald green.A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the whole bamboo forest swayed with the wind, making rustling rhythms, which is quite the beauty of Nanping evening bells.

On the top of the bamboo forest, a handsome man in white clothes is sitting on a bamboo branch with his knees hugged.

This person's cloud-ink long hair cascaded down, untied, blowing with the wind, with a bit of madness, against the white clothes hanging in the air above the bamboo forest, it was like a fairy hermit.

Knowing who the visitor was, Park Young-hwan secretly groaned in his heart, the path he chose after thousands of choices turned out to be the most difficult hurdle to pass.

Either you die or I die.

Pu Yinghuan pointed at Bai Fu with the point of his sword, trembling uncontrollably, as if trembling with fear, but the lone wolf following him felt that this was Pu Yinghuan's real kung fu of pressing the bottom of the box.

This is an extremely mysterious sword technique in Yijianmen. It can accumulate the whole body's energy on the edge of the sword, and the direction of attack is unpredictable.If this sword attacks, it will definitely be aggressive like fire, indomitable, and immortal.

"Zheng!"

Pu Yinghuan finally made a move. At this time, Pu Yinghuan was only a few feet away from Bai Fu. With a flick of the long sword, it immediately turned into more than ten sword shadows and rushed towards Bai Fu.

Bai Fu turned a blind eye to Mantian Jianguang and sat still.

Just as Pu Yinghuan was rushing to attack with the sword, Bai Fu's figure swayed into the bamboo forest with the wind, and he swung his right hand, cutting the space between the two with his palm.The simple air-split palm technique made everyone present feel a very subtle feeling.

Bai Fu's palm was flawless, as if gathering all the strength in his body, but it was as light as a feather.The timing of the palm strike is natural, like the wind passing through the bamboo forest, leaving no trace.

The moment Bai Fu cut the empty space with his palm, Park Yinghuan's fierce sword energy seemed to be blown away by the falling mountain wind, leaving only the shadow of the sword, which no longer constituted any lethality.

Experts like Lone Wolf and Lynx can see more clearly that Bai Fu's palm blocked Park Yinghuan's offensive line and all changes in the backhand, and the timing and position are perfectly controlled.

The spectators were unmoved.

This cutting palm of the void is like the blank space in an ink painting. It seems that nothing has been written, but it outlines the most moving and interesting picture.

Park Yinghuan snorted, unable to change the sword's posture for a while, he could only stop the surging forward qi in his body, and spun back in a hurry.

The blood on Park Yinghuan's face faded, and he said in amazement: "Sword playing?"

You must know that Yijian is the unique skill of the master swordsman Fu Guan, and Park Yinghuan, who is the first disciple of Fu Guan, is naturally a master of it.So if Bai Fu said this sentence to Park Yinghuan, everyone would think it was understandable, but now it is reversed, how can it not be moving.

Facing Park Yinghuan's horror, Bai Fu didn't take it seriously, and still sat on the bamboo shoot with his knees hugged, indescribably free and easy.

Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, Park Young-hwan used a unique method to stimulate the sword light, which flickered and dazzled the eyes.

Just as Bai Fu was squinting, Park Yinghuan kicked a bamboo body as thick as a bowl with his right foot, turned into a ball of flames with his sword, and rushed towards Bai Fu.

Bai Fu was calm and calm, with a move with both hands, the bamboo tips sitting cross-legged floated backwards, and the green bamboos on both sides of him were like living creatures, and they were ejected instantly, forming bamboo arrays and weaving nets, blocking in front of him.

Park Yinghuan plunged headlong into the bamboo forest, and the flame of the sword was instantly blocked by the bamboo forest, and the strength of the sword body was resolved by the bamboo forest, just like ripples in a lake, swaying and dissipating.

Bai Fu twirled a bamboo leaf from the branch, flicked his fingers, and with a sound of "swish", a bamboo leaf came through the air.The speed is fast and the strength is strong, just like the arrows shot from a strong bow and crossbow.

Park Yinghuan was terrified, flying flowers and picking leaves, hurting people will kill them.

Pu Yinghuan gathered all his strength on the blade of the sword and slashed out, splitting the bamboo leaves into two pieces.The emerald green bamboo leaves split into two, and the momentum remained undiminished. It whizzed past Park Yinghuan's ears, and wiped two bloodstains on his left and right cheeks.

Before Park Yinghuan could recover, Bai Fu attacked again, his fingers were like wheels, like plucking the strings of a lute.Nine bamboo leaves shot out vigorously, in a group of three leaves, in the shape of a character, attacking in three directions: upper, middle and lower.

Park Yinghuan used the cloak swordsmanship to try to smash all the nine leaves, but his skill was not enough, and two bamboo leaves could not be broken.

Two pieces of emerald green bamboo leaves were like two thin-edged flying knives, slashing across Park Young-hwan's right wrist and left ankle.

"Kang Dang"

Park Yinghuan's right long sword fell, and an upside-down onion fell from the top of the bamboo forest to the ground.

Park Young-hwan fell so blinded, his left hand covered his right wrist, and he limped up, only to feel that he was surrounded by endless bamboo seas in the Shu forest, as if he had fallen into a chaotic army and lost his way.

Bai Fuan sat on the top of the forest, moving with the wind, like a conductor, controlling the ups and downs of this green bamboo forest.

Park Young-hwan fell into the Qimen Dunjia formation, and couldn't get rid of it by rushing from left to right.Mental and mentally exhausted, he lost too much blood, he felt dizzy, fell down, and couldn't get up again...

……

In the dead of night, Tang Jun, who arrested the disciples of Yijianmen, had already withdrawn with gold.

A man with disheveled hair slowly climbed out of a collapsed dead tree hole next to the Yijianmen campsite. It was Fu Yingshu, the son of Fu Guan.

Fu Yingshu let out a long sigh, and tore off a few dead leaves from his hair.After packing up, he looked up at the starlight, identified the north and south directions through the positions of the stars, and then galloped north.

Not far away, the lynx dressed in leaf camouflage stood up and said to Hawkeye beside him, "Bailong let him go just to see if they still have reinforcements.

Let's follow him closely to see if we can catch a big fish! "

(End of this chapter)