Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 110 The Sword
Princess Babao sneered when she heard the words:
"What a eloquent boy, if you want to humiliate yourself, then come."

She is a majestic princess of Shanshan, how could she be afraid of a little child.

Mu Guiying had originally decided to end, but she had no idea how to deal with the three masters. When she was thinking about it, she never thought that Xin Ziqiu would come out ahead of her.

Although she had never seen this young man's martial arts skills with her own eyes, she couldn't escape her eyes from Xin Ziqiu's vigorous and genuine qi when he was saving people in the inner scene of Taoist Xuancheng.

Even famous masters like them are a little tired because of the depletion of their true energy, but after finishing their work, this teenage boy is as vigorous as a normal person, full of energy, and he doesn't know whether it is because of his extraordinary talent or something else. There are means, but they should not be underestimated.

If he can go on the court to resist for a while, even if he can't win the opponent, he can buy himself some recovery time, which is always a good thing.

It's just that if this is the case, the debt of favor that Tianbo Mansion has paid off with great difficulty will be unfinished.

As the head of the Tianbo Mansion, Mu Guiying thought more naturally, but Yang Jinhua at the side didn't have so many worries. When she heard that Xin Ziqiu wanted to help, she was very grateful, stepped forward and said:

"Brother Xiaoqiu, be careful, this birthday old man is very powerful."

Xin Ziqiu was not afraid, he had a lot of cards in his hand, even if he couldn't beat him, he still had the power to protect himself, so he said with a smile:
"Thank you, Ms. Yang, for reminding me, can I ask for a sword?"

He and Jia Xian were invited as guests, so naturally they didn't have any weapons on them.

Yang Jinhua heard the words, unhesitatingly untied the saber from her waist, handed it over and said:
"This Baihong sword was once worn by my ancestors, and later passed on to my father, who gave it to me, and I have always carried it with me. Although it is not a unparalleled magic weapon, it is also a sharp weapon that has been full of blood. You won't be afraid of the sword of the old man of longevity. You use this sword to send these guys away for my Tianbo Mansion."

She is extremely confident in Xin Ziqiu, even if she can deal with such a powerful Youquan Loose Cultivator, she is afraid that the few ordinary people in front of her will not be able to?
Xin Ziqiu looked embarrassed for a while, thinking that this big sister really dared to say that any of the three masters in front of me was better than herself, and if she could barely win one, it would be considered a profit, and if she sent three, would I really treat me as a living immortal?
But he just thought about these words in his heart, on the surface he still refused to show timidity, nodded his head immediately, and drew out his sword.

As soon as the sword was unsheathed, there was a flash of lightning in mid-air, the cold light rippling like autumn water, and there was a faint bloody hostility coming from the sword body, I don't know how many hellish Shuras Yang Liulang and Yang Zongbao have experienced killing field.

Xin Ziqiu is someone who loves swords. Although this sword is not as easy to use as his giant sword, it is obviously a rare treasure. He stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly. Feeling the psychic feeling, thanked him with joy at the moment:
"Thank you, Ms. Yang, for borrowing the sword. I will do my best."

Speaking of shaking his body, he has arrived in the field, holding his sword and cupping his hands and saying:

"Xin Ziqiu, I will ask your Excellency for some advice."

Liu Wenliang, also known as Wanyan Kui, had fought more than 300 moves just now, and at this moment he was slightly out of breath. Originally, he had made up his mind that if Mu Guiying came, he would definitely find an excuse to go back and rest, and let that perverted Hassan Come fight her.

But now seeing only a teenager in his teens, he was immediately furious, thinking that the Tianbo Mansion didn't take him seriously, and allowed a kid to challenge him, it was simply too deceitful.

It seems that I just showed mercy and cut off Yang Paifeng's arm without using the blade. The Yang family thought they were easy to bully.

He immediately made up his mind to leave some marks on this young man, to show off his prestige, and let everyone know how powerful he is.

So he said coldly:

"Since you are coming to die, then accept the move."

Before he finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand and made five moves in a row like a storm. He changed from the elegant and unrestrained style of the martial arts competition just now.

When Xin Ziqiu was watching the battle just now, he had watched Yan Kui's hundreds of sword moves, and after a lot of thinking in his heart, he had already decided on a strategy and moves for how to fight, which was one of the reasons why he dared to end.

But what he didn't expect was that the old guy's sword moves were completely different from before. He didn't have the original lightness and agility, and he didn't see the sincerity of opening and closing. The tricks are similar to street gangsters fighting, but they imply tricks and are very difficult to deal with.

He was inexperienced in dealing with the enemy, and he didn't expect that this kind-hearted old man would strike in the middle of a sentence, responding hastily, flustered, backed up again and again, and his posture was extremely ugly.

When facing a sword master like Wanyan Kui, losing the opportunity is already a huge disadvantage. Xin Ziqiu's swordsmanship was far inferior to the opponent's pure and sophisticated swordsmanship, and he was caught off guard by the strange move at the beginning, and fell immediately. He was at a disadvantage, and had almost no power to fight back. He could only rely on Superman's reaction speed and witty changes to make ends meet, retreating and retreating again and again.

The two dismantled forty or fifty moves in an instant, and Wanyan Kui was also secretly puzzled.

This Xin Ziqiu had obviously been taught by a famous teacher, and possessed excellent swordsmanship. Although he was at a disadvantage, he defended more and attacked less, but occasionally he made a move, and often had ingenious strokes. With experience, sword moves are unavoidably unfamiliar.

This is nothing, what is frightening is that this young man is dissatisfied with the weak crown, but he did not know where he cultivated a world-shocking inner family profound art. Every time he stabs with a sword, there is a thunderous sound, and when the two swords collide, he The tiger's mouth was also slightly numb from the shock.

It is really a strange thing that the little baby's internal strength is stronger than her own.

However, Wanyan Kui didn't know that Xin Ziqiu's internal strength was actually overestimated. Although the Xiantian Wuji Kungfu is a top-notch Taoist technique, Xin Ziqiu has only cultivated to the second level of qi refining. What he relies on is nothing more than The kung fu of the Five Elements Thunder Technique is transported to the sword, and the inner energy is manifested, which makes it appear powerful.

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After more than forty moves in the fight, Xin Ziqiu still had difficulty regaining the disadvantaged position. He secretly screamed in his heart that he had to find a way to regain his position, otherwise he would be defeated sooner or later if he continued to be so passive.

His mind turned extremely fast, and he came up with an idea in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly he let out a long roar, and the Baihong sword rushed into the palace with menacing force.

Wan Yankui smiled contemptuously. This kind of attack that hurts both sides is a strategy that young people love to turn defeat into victory, but now facing a seasoned swordsman like him, how could such a simple tactic succeed so easily?
He blocked the sword back, turned his wrist slightly, and turned the sword sideways, cutting towards Xin Ziqiu's wrist.

If Xin Ziqiu refused to change his move, although this sword could hit Wanyan Kui, but his entire right hand would also be cut off.

No one would make such a choice unless they were insane.

But Xin Ziqiu chose to ignore the direct slash of the sword, as if he wanted to stab Wanyan Kui with all his might.

"careful!"

"Ah yo!"

"clang!"

"Snapped!"

Several voices sounded at the same time. It turned out that at this moment, Jia Xian, Yang Jinhua, Mu Guiying and the others could clearly see that Xin Ziqiu was about to lose his right hand, and all exclaimed.

At the same time, Wanyan Kui's sword also slashed at Xin Ziqiu's wrist, but was blocked by the golden bell that was activated by the power of gluttony.

Although Xin Ziqiu's wrist was hit, his sword kept moving. When he was about to stab Wanyan Kui, he changed his move suddenly, turned the sword slightly, and patted him on the shoulder with the back of the sword.

Seeing Xin Ziqiu's bravery, Wanyan Kui felt frightened and felt sorry for him, he said that this sword move would definitely kill the young man on the spot, but the sword move had already been made, and it was like flooding and there was no change.

Unexpectedly, when the sword that chopped gold and broken jade hit Xin Ziqiu's wrist, it was as if he had hit a large chunk of rock, and with a crisp sound, it collapsed to a height of more than two feet.

"King Kong Immortal Body Divine Art!"

Wan Yankui's face was ashen, with a look of resignation, he didn't expect that the kid in front of him had practiced the super Shaolin martial arts, no wonder he dared to take a sword from him without changing his face.

But the other party showed mercy after all, otherwise Xin Ziqiu's sword just now would not have patted his shoulder lightly, but cut off one of his arms directly.

Xin Ziqiu was also having a hard time at this time. Although he had already practiced the golden bell cover to the fourth level and urged it with the power of gluttony, under Wanyan Kui's powerful internal force, his right wrist was still cut in pain, and his bones were almost broken. They are all broken.

And his skin was not intact, but a rare bloodstain appeared.

The destructive power of this sword can be imagined, comparable to that of the mighty Luluo of the Huangquan clan back then.

Xin Ziqiu originally wanted to hone his swordsmanship, and was unwilling to rely on other kung fu to win by tricks, but the matter was so important that he had to think of some heretical ideas first.

After listening to Yan Kui sighed softly:

"Sure enough, a hero is born in a young age. I didn't expect that someone at such an age could practice the supreme martial arts of the Shaolin School. I really admire it. I admit defeat."

Xin Ziqiu cupped his hands and said:

"Old predecessors accept."

……

While everyone in the Yang family was in high spirits, Princess Babao snorted coldly and said:

"Hmph, it's a joke that the majestic Tianbo Mansion relies on the disciples of the Shaolin School to support it."

After hearing this, Xin Ziqiu turned to look at her and said:
"Princess's words are wrong. I'm not a disciple of Shaolin School, and I don't mean to represent Tianbo Mansion. It's just that it's not pleasing to the eye that you guys are so arrogant, so I came out to fight against injustice."

Princess Babao was born in a noble family, when someone dared to speak to her in such a tone, her face turned pale with anger when she heard the words, smoking from her seven orifices, she pointed Xin Ziqiu at a distance with her hand and said:
"Okay, okay, you're fine..."

The latter words were too angry to continue, and it took a long time before he said to Semuren behind him:

"I crippled one of his arms, and the princess will be responsible for the accident."

The color-eyed man replied:

"Yes!"

Shaking his sleeves, he came up and said to Xin Ziqiu in half-baked Chinese:

"Boy, the princess asked me to take your arm, do you choose the left arm or the right arm?"

The tone was calm, as if it was a matter of course.

Yang Jinhua had endured it for a long time today, and couldn't hold her breath anymore, so she cursed loudly:
"Bastard, if you dare to hurt brother Xiaoqiu, I will send troops to arrest you and tear you to pieces."

The color-eyed man remained unmoved, didn't even blink his eyes, and said lightly:
"If you can catch my words, that's all at your disposal."

Without saying hello, he walked up to Xin Ziqiu and grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

Xin Ziqiu blocked his horizontal sword and slashed at his wrist.

Unexpectedly, this Semuren's arm was as soft as noodles, but he bent it 180 degrees and attacked from an incredible angle. He hit Xin Ziqiu on the back with a "clang", knocking him staggering.

The quickness of the change of tactics and the strangeness of the means are simply appalling.

During this punch, Xin Ziqiu felt his eyes go dark, and he almost passed out. Fortunately, the golden bell shield protects his body naturally, so he was not seriously injured.

He quickly frightened his mind, and swept his sword behind him to prevent the opponent from taking advantage of the victory to attack.

At this moment, Mu Guiying shouted loudly:
"Wait!"

Xin Ziqiu hurriedly took the opportunity to jump more than a foot away, jumped out of the circle, secretly checked his luck, and found that there was nothing serious, so he was relieved, but he couldn't help sighing:

This Semuren has so much strength, it hurts so much!

Hearing Mu Guiying's voice, the Semu man stood calmly in the arena, unhurried, as if he had a chance to win, he was unwilling to take advantage of anything, he had the demeanor of a great master.

Just listen to Mu Guiying slowly say:
"His Royal Highness is not unreasonable. Although Xiaoqiu has a deep relationship with our Yang family, the kung fu he uses is indeed not the Yang family's kung fu. How about this, let me teach him a set of sword skills, and then compete with everyone how?"

Princess Babao sneered and said:
"It's too late to pass the sword before the battle."

But the color-eyed man said:

"You come to teach, I will avoid it first."

Mu Guiying smiled and waved her hands:
"That's not necessary. Our Yang family's swordsmanship is widely spread. It can be learned in all major martial arts halls in the Song Dynasty. There is no need for you to avoid it."

As he spoke, he beckoned to Xin Ziqiu and said:
"Xiaoqiu, come here, how about my Yang family sword?"

As he spoke, he pulled out the sword at his waist, held it in his right hand, and stabbed slowly.

Martial arts practice became popular in the Song Dynasty, "Taizu Changquan", "Yang Jiajian", "Hujia Golden Whip Thirteen Forms" are all well-known tricks and routines, and there is no one who does not know martial arts.

Xin Ziqiu was an exception, but he watched Mu Guiying use every move and kept it in his heart silently, but found that these moves were ordinary and nothing special.

Just relying on this, it is not as good as my half-baked gossip swordsmanship, how can I beat this powerful Semuren?

I only heard Mu Guiying saying to himself while practicing sword:
"The way of swordsmanship lies in the word 'living'. The moves are dead, but the person making the moves is alive. If you stick to the moves and restrain your hands and feet, then even if you have learned thousands of unique skills, they will not be useful in front of experts But if you comprehend the essence of kendo that can be learned and applied flexibly, even three moves and two moves can also change into endless murderous intentions."

While speaking, she had finished using a set of sword moves, and started to practice again from the beginning.

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(End of this chapter)