Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 48 The Willow Leaves Through the Forest
Ding! ! ! ! !
The explosive white flute stabbed like a thunderbolt. Although Guan Luoyang blocked it with a horizontal knife, he was knocked back half a step.

The purple taoist robe was waving in the wind, chasing after him closely, white shadows more than two feet long flickered, and between the wide and overturned sleeves of the robe, there were afterimages waving, hitting Guan Luoyang's head, neck, ribs, belly, The lower yin and other places are critical.

Guan Luoyang's steps changed backwards, and he stepped down quickly step by step. The soles of his shoes turned heavily, rattling the thick floor. He folded and swept the long knife in his hand. Intercept the white bone flute.

The second half of the long sword, the place next to the guard, the mouth of the blade, the handle on the back of the sword, the places that are difficult for ordinary sword practitioners to use, are all used by him.

Retreating from the room to the door, the weapons of the two sides collided, and the clanging sound of metal and iron clashed continuously, but was covered by even more strange screams.

The white bone flute has been refined by sorcery for many years, and its toughness is no less than that of refined steel.

Once it is waved, the air hits the holes on the flute, which will bring out sharp and piercing chirps.

This kind of chirping sound, even if it is not a complete tune played by a human being, can still bring out a bit of the effect of evil magic, and spread to other people's ears. The aftertaste is long and stimulates the heart.

The last rhyme of the last song has not been removed, and the next song is superimposed in a hurry, and it is connected with each other, like a noisy bug, lying next to the ear and whistling all the time.

Guan Luoyang endured this sound, and the moment his back foot stepped out of the threshold, he swung the knife with his right hand and stabbed the flute, while holding his left hand empty, he suddenly hit the door frame sideways with five fingers.

The door frame on one side was broken by his palm, and a huge gap appeared. The broken wood and wooden wall fragments, driven by his palm force, shot towards the purple-robed Taoist.

The speed of these things is not slow. If it hits an ordinary person, it will definitely cause redness and swelling everywhere, but it is not enough to cause any obvious impact on the purple-robed Taoist.

But after Guan Luoyang smashed his left palm, he turned his wrist and grabbed the upper half of the door frame.

The walls of this inn are also made of wood, and they were fixed with iron nails and glue when they were built. This scratching and tearing involved a lot, and a piece of wood that was more than half the size of a person was torn off, and it fell towards the purple-robed Taoist. go.

The purple-robed Taoist had no choice but to meet the slap halfway through the slap. He raised his wrist in a different way, took a lunge with his feet, and shook his shoulders. The road trembled.

Before the wooden wall hit the top of the purple-robed Taoist's head in time, it fell apart along the lines of cracks left when it was originally put together.

When the splinters and iron nails were shot, Guan Luoyang opened and closed the long knife in his hand, and slashed towards him.

The purple-robed Taoist swayed his waist, and stepped back in a slanting step, twisting and dodging, and the trajectory of his retreat was like a pattern of the Big Dipper.

Just after dodging Guan Luoyang's vertical chop, he pursued with two forms of oblique thrust and straight chop.

"Stand on the seven-star step backwards, keep your hips steady and your waist flexible, mantis fist?"

Guan Luoyang has a general understanding that although there are more spells in this world, the characteristics of various martial arts are quite similar to the previous world of Lei Gong and the instructor.

This person is obviously using Mantis Fist. Although he is holding a flute in his hand, he is using swordsmanship, and his body skills are even more sophisticated.

Only when kung fu is practiced to the bone, can the dodge just now be so dexterous that Guan Luoyang didn't even touch a hem of his clothes when he swiped three times.

But the purple-robed Taoist stepped on the seven-star step backwards, and flashed to the depths of the room, beside the collapsed bed. When the fluttering clothes fell down, there was a sticky bloodstain, flowing down the palm of his hand and onto the white bone flute.

Guan Luoyang had sharp eyes, and with a glance, he could see that there was a piece of skin in the right palm of the purple-robed Taoist that had been worn off by the end of the flute, and it was bleeding.

Just now he gathered his momentum and stabbed upwards to resist the wreckage of the wooden wall. He turned the simple sprint force into an upward thrust to drill and turn.

When a person is practicing the basic skills of martial arts, he steps down from his horse, his fists sink to his waist, and the center of the fist is upward. During the process of punching forward from the waist, the fist rotates, and once the punch is punched, the back of the fist has already become upward.

This is the most basic drill flip action.

When you can practice this change faster than the blink of an eye, it can be called drill turning strength.

If you hold a weapon in your hand, when you use a drill to turn your strength, a sword stabs out, a hole is created, the blood vessel bursts, the flesh is turned out, the damage is several times greater than that of a simple stab and pull.

But during this process, the handle of the weapon will also rub against the skin of the palm. The stronger the force, the more intense the friction. It is normal to rub off the skin of ordinary people and squeeze out blood.

But it's not normal for someone to rub off the skin on the palm of a master swordsman.

To practice such a superb swordsmanship, it must take years and years, nine summers to face the sun, three winters to sleep with snow, so that every part of the body can adapt to the unique way of exerting force in each part of the swordsmanship. When fighting, you can use all kinds of moves at your fingertips, and make correct responses without thinking.

And in this process, those parts on the surface of the body should naturally be polished out of calluses.

How could it be possible that the hilt of his own hand would be worn off just because he used a sword to change his moves? !
What's more, this white bone flute is smoother than ordinary sword hilts. The purple-robed Taoist's hands are so fragile that they don't look like the palms of a master swordsman at all.

When Guan Luoyang's gaze shifted from his damaged right hand to this man's face, the sense of disobedience became even stronger.

His face was flushed, his lips were a little purple, and the wings of his nose were obviously dilated, which was a manifestation of the acceleration of the heart's blood stimulation. The muscles on his face were already twitching slightly in this state, but his eyes were sharp and agile, and they were cruising around Guan Luoyang, looking for him. There may be flaws.

The eyes and face don't seem to belong to the same person, and this set of sword skills doesn't seem to belong to him either.

"Interesting, this person is just a tool. The person who manipulates him is the real opponent of the moves I just made..."

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The jungle is deep and the hills are rolling.

In the vast courtyard built half against a low hill, there is a large area of ​​unpaved red earth flat, surrounded by a high wall of gray-blue large square bricks.

In the eight directions within the high wall, a long yellow flag with a height of about three meters was inserted.

A dark brown woman with only brown cloth wrapped around her chest and crotch stood in this open space with a long sword in her hand.

She wore a bun on her head, interspersed with multiple slender wooden hairpins to fix them, in a chaotic and orderly manner, the color of the hairpins was like dead wood, with two pointed ends.

Its facial features are deep and sharp, and its forehead is full, but there are scars cut along the forehead.

Under the pair of tightly closed eyelids, the eyeballs were moving slightly, as if he could see something through the eyelids, he leaned down slightly, and let out a snort.

The wind blowing on the flat ground blows the long banner, the woman's feet bounced forward, stabbing sharply with a sword, the blade of the sword swung outwards, and the tip of the sword shook, like a phoenix nodding, straight into the palace.

………………

"Ah!"

The purple-robed Taoist sneered, stepped forward, and stabbed away with the white bone flute.

Guan Luoyang picked up the knife head and stabbed the purple-robed Taoist's throat from below.

The white bone flute swung outwards, smashing the tip of the knife, the front of the flute shook, and the mournful whistling sound slowed down, like a whimper looping around, Phoenix nodded, and directly hit the Tanzhong acupoint on Guan Luoyang's chest.

Guan Luoyang swung his body sideways to dodge, and returned his steps, sweeping out a big and full arc, circled behind the purple-robed Taoist, turned around and chased after him.

The Taoist in purple robe missed a single stab, his body went back and forth, his upper body pressed down, the knees of his hind legs almost touched the ground, his waist turned, the bone flute that stabbed forward almost touched the ground, and stabbed upwards from the ground. .

The front end of the bone flute just hit the knife edge that Guan Luoyang had slashed at, and it was the weakest point six inches in front of the knife handle.

Willow leaf piercing forest swordsmanship, look back piercing the moon style!

Seven or eighty years ago, Chen Yonghua regained Jiaozhi, and the people moved southward. In addition to southern Yunnan, some people also entered Jiaozhi from Guangdong and Guangxi.

Cochin and Nanyang are humid and warm all year round, and the sunshine is extremely long. Although there are many mosquitoes and beasts, there are also many edible plants and fruits. The locals can easily fill their stomachs, and naturally they are less motivated.

However, in the eyes of the people who moved southward from the Middle Kingdom at that time, this place was full of business opportunities. There were incentives and rewards from the government, land reclamation and planting, sugar cane, melons and fruits, and the convenience of freight and water transportation. Naturally, it also attracted many enterprising people. people come here to make a living.

At that time, many leaders in the relocated team were boxers. After they arrived at Jiaozhi, their boxing skills were passed down here. Among them were Shaolin disciples who were proficient in pictographic boxing.

This kind of boxing is flexible in body shape, solid in footwork, and solid in branches and roots. It is very suitable for practicing kung fu in the environment and terrain of Nanyang. Convenience.

Therefore, although this boxing method has only been created for less than 80 years, it has already been divided into more than a dozen schools, and there are no fewer than fifty martial arts schools in various places. In terms of the current generation, they have practiced Mantis Boxing I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of young people.

For things like boxing and martial arts, the more people practice, the more wisdom and energy can be put into it, the more experience accumulated, and the more fruitful the results will be.

The willow leaf piercing forest sword technique is the best set of equipment among these fruitful achievements.

With the sword around the body, it is like a willow leaf piercing through the forest, fluttering and twisting as you wish.

Looking back at the move of piercing the moon, it is the highest achievement in the whole willow leaf piercing the forest sword technique, and it is the trump card that can determine life and death in an instant.The requirements for the combination of rigidity and softness of the body, and the coordination of eyesight have reached a level of nitpicking.

As long as there is a star and a half behind, or the turn is not fast enough, or the weakest point of the opponent is not found, then this short body look back is tantamount to sending yourself to the opposite knife to seek death.

Concentrate the strength of the whole body, push from bottom to top, and hit the weakest point of the opponent's weapon.

It's not so much a thorn, it's better to say it's a top, a bump.

Think about the bright moon hanging in the sky, how far is it from the world?
This thorn must have the courage to stab the moon!That is to say, [-]% of the strength, and [-]% of the fierceness and swiftness of the stabbing can be regarded as the essence of this move.

With the strength of Guan Luoyang's arm, he couldn't help but feel numb, and the entire blade of the knife "hum!" suddenly shook, and the one who was hit was lifted up, and almost flew out of his hand.

The white bone flute followed the trend and pressed down. The purple-robed Taoist maintained his body at this height, stretched out his long arms, and pierced Guan Luoyang's lower abdomen.

This stab was fast enough, and the timing was too accurate.

Guan Luoyang's reaction was faster.

When the long knife was bounced upwards, there was a flash of lightning in his mind, and he had vaguely guessed the opponent's next killing method.

So he immediately relaxed his body, and following the moment when the long knife was shaken, even though his body was being driven, he had a tendency to lean upwards, and the tendons on the soles of his feet, ankles and heels cooperated with each other to push his body upwards a few inches.

It happened that the white bone flute pierced and passed between his legs.

Guan Luoyang was in mid-air, with his thighs together, exerting strength from his waist, turning his body, and turning his legs, he snatched the bone flute from the purple-robed Taoist, threw it out, and nailed it under the window.

Taking advantage of the momentum of turning around, he leaned over, threw out his left arm, and slapped the Taoist in purple robe on the side of his head.

With a bang, the purple-robed Taoist's head was twisted and turned, and he was pulled down, and his body couldn't maintain the lunge and half-kneeling posture, so he fell down.

Guan Luoyang fell to the ground, raised the back of his saber, and turned the purple-robed Taoist body over.

His head was crooked strangely, his blushing face quickly turned iron blue, thick blood flowed out from his nostrils and eyes, and he was already out of breath.

Over there, Taoist Priest Zhiyuan had already dealt with Duke Wei Ding, and when he rushed upstairs, what he saw was the movement of the evil magic knife in Guan Luoyang's hand, piercing through the heart of the purple-robed Taoist.

This man was weird, but his head was also broken, and he was nailed to the ground with a knife through his heart, so he is not afraid of cheating on his corpse again.

"Is this... solved?"

Priest Zhiyuan was a little at a loss, and Qiu Shi who rushed back here was even more surprised.

Guan Luoyang let out a sigh of relief and shook his head: "Although the time of the fight was short, it was very dangerous. If the response was a little weaker, I would be the one lying here."

Although this purple-robed Taoist priest died quickly, it didn't mean that he was not strong, or that he was very strong when he was able to use this set of sword skills under manipulation.

Guan Luoyang even gave Guan Luoyang a feeling that he was more dangerous than Great Master Yanglian. I don't know if it was because of the thrilling stimulation just now, the feeling of restlessness in the green bird's vitality on his body became more obvious, and he unconsciously became a little sullen.

Qiu Shi looked around, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Are these the only ones? It's okay, it's okay, I thought it was the leader of the water bandits in the five prefectures back then, and the female lord came in person .”

Guan Luoyang was trying to find something to divert his attention and appease the vitality of the blue bird, so he asked casually, "The female owl?"

Qiushi said: "Yes, female lord Hanami, I seem to have mentioned something to you before. This person is good at both martial arts and martial arts, and his swordsmanship is superb. The number is clever."

"Master Uncle Jiuhe and several mages joined forces back then and failed to kill her. Instead, he was engulfed by her and fled to the sea. His strength can be seen."

Guan Luoyang frowned, pulled out the knife from Zipao's corpse, and said in a low voice, "Then maybe, I've already fought her."

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In the vast courtyard, eight flags and streamers hung down at the same time, and the atmosphere seemed to be still.

The woman opened her eyes, threw the sword away, walked through the courtyard door and the corridor, and entered the lobby next to it, where someone was waiting for her news.

"It's been a long time." The woman took the main seat.

The friendly old man on the guest seat smiled, and took off his hat, revealing his shaved green leather head, leaving only a small piece of hair on the back of his head, braided into a small braid, so thin that it can pass through the hole of a copper coin.

(End of this chapter)