Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 372 On the Battle of Innate

innate? !
Everyone in the arena is a generation with martial arts, and the word "Xiantian" that Ning Daoqi blurted out just now clearly echoed in everyone's ears.

For a moment, all eyes were on Huang Lin.

How can this be? !
This Huang Lin looks to be in his twenties, even if he started from the mother's womb, it is impossible to step into innate ability, right? !

But seeing Huang Lin lowering his brows and eyes, he didn't answer, he raised his hand to hold the sword flower, put Chihuang across his chest, and said indifferently: "The sword is called Chihuang, it is three feet six inches long, and weighs eight catties and three taels! Nai Lu Miaozi was made of black iron mixed with thousand-year-old volcanic iron, "

He said this speech once before when he was fighting with wisdom, but basically only some younger generations knew about it, and it was not widely spread, so it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Then those masters of the older generation turned their heads to look in the direction of Song Clan.

Why is this style so similar to that guy from Tiandao?

But I saw Song Que sitting between Song Shidao and Kou Zhong with a big horse and a golden knife, the old god was there, unaffected by many eyes.

On the other hand, Kou Zhong, who was held by Song Yuzhi's arm, greeted everyone with a smile.

Huang Lin's opening words made Ren Woxing feel a little at a loss when he was laughing proudly at the world, but Ning Daoqi is Fan Fan's generation?

He immediately smiled and said: "The old Taoist is not good at using weapons since he walked in the rivers and lakes, and he always fights with a pair of fleshy palms."

After finishing speaking, he poked his hands out of the brocade robe and bowed again.

Huang Lin's eyes fell on Ning Daoqi's crystal clear jade hands, and then he smiled and said: "Huang has heard the name of Sanshou Bapu for a long time, today I can finally get what I want!"

"Really, please!"

After saying that, Huang Lin took a step forward and used the "green pine welcomes guests" in Zhaohuashan sword technique.

This move is defensive, and it is often a courteous move in the world of Xiaoao.

But the world of the Tang Dynasty was still at the end of the Sui Dynasty. The people of the world had not been baptized by the Confucian ethics of the Song and Ming dynasties, and they had never done this in competitions.

What's more, when Huang Lin posed "Pine Welcomes Guests", he deliberately didn't get rid of Ning Daoqi's aura lock!
Under the traction of the Qi machine, Ning Daoqi's figure jumped forward instantly, but then changed from side to side, and the whole person was immediately in a state of attack and non-attack, which made many people in the field feel chest tight and want to vomit.

"Good trick! The old man almost fell for it!"

Ning Daoqi's words baffled many people, including Kou Zhong and other juniors beside Song Que.

Song Yuzhi poked his head out from Kou Zhong's side, and asked softly, "Father, what do you mean by Ning Sanren?"

Song Que didn't take his eyes back from the field, and explained with a chuckle: "With our level of strength, every word, every movement is to grab the advantage, and the masters compete for the slightest. ! The words of the two clashed just now, and Huang Lin was slightly at a disadvantage, but this move immediately seized the opportunity!"

"what?"

Ssangyong, Song Shidao, and Song Yuzhi were a little puzzled. They could understand the first half of the sentence, but the latter was a little cloudy. How could they get back the first move by giving up the move?
Song Que shook his head slightly, and continued without turning his eyes: "You have to know that Ning Daoqi and Huang Lin are very different in age, and today they are fighting under the eyes of the crowd, Huang Lin just got up first Playing a defensive style, if Ning Daoqi takes the opportunity to attack haha~~, regardless of the outcome today, Ning Daoqi's reputation will be greatly damaged!"

Not far away, Yu Wenshang, You Chuhong and other people of the same generation as Song Que all nodded in agreement.

However, Ning Daoqi's voice was still echoing at the Baishi Square in front of the Copper Hall, Huang Lin stepped on his foot, and his figure flashed a distance of three feet in an instant.

This trick made those juniors who came to watch the battle even more confused.

But Ning Daoqi's figure, which was changing left and right, seemed to be attacking but not attacking, immediately fell into the mortal world!It no longer feels as mysterious as it used to be.

"it is good!"

Ning Daoqi applauded, took a quick step back, pressed his right hand on his chest, left hand protruded from the sleeve of his robe, his palm changed into a claw, the claw changed into a finger, and finally he pressed his thumb to the point of the swaying Scarlet Phoenix Sword. Subtle and breathtaking.

"When~"

When the fingers and swords clashed, there was a sound of metal colliding, and the fierce energy rolled out from the junction, and the momentum was astonishing!

Huang Lin gained power and was relentless, he immediately bullied him, thousands of sword lights exploded from his body like fire trees and silver flowers.

The sun was rising, and the sword light reflected countless dazzling lights, which made it hard to open your eyes!
For a moment, the sword energy was flying across the Baishi Square, and Huang Lin and Ning Daoqi were almost lost in the distance as far as the eye could see!

"Amitabha!"

Under the bell tower in the west of the square, after seeing this move, Liao Kong couldn't help singing the Buddha's name. There were five or six monks in Ge clothes sitting cross-legged beside him. Among them was a one-armed old monk who was the wisdom master of Tiantai sect.

The identities of other people are also quite similar to his.

"Is this the Heavenly Wai Feixian?"

The person who asked the question was an old monk with white beard and eyebrows, his face was solemn and peaceful, and the bridge of his nose was at least an inch longer than that of ordinary people, which was unique and unique.

The eyes are half-opened and half-closed, and the eyes are introverted, so that people can feel that the other party is a very skilled person at a glance.

Hearing this, Liaokong turned his head slightly, "This move of Flying Immortal from Heaven is much stronger than when we fought against the poor monk before."

The old monk watched the thousands of sword lights rushing towards Ning Daoqi as if they were being manipulated, and said lightly: "The craftsmanship is too heavy, the shape is too strong, the spirit is weak, it's too deliberate!"

Kong Kong suddenly fell silent.

This old monk was the master of truth who had sent Bu'an to Chengdu to invite him back to the monastery when he suddenly heard that Cihang Jingzhai had wiped out his sect.

Knowing the opponent's strength in his heart, he stopped talking and turned his head to look back at the field.

Sure enough, in the face of Huang Lin's incomparably bright sword, Ning Daoqi straightened his clothes, stretched out his arms, and turned his hands into two playful birds, pecking and pecking at each other, having a great time fighting.

But under the beaks of these two playful birds, Huang Lin's dense sword light was devoured in pieces!
Huang Lin frowned slightly, he knew what was happening to the flying fairy outside the sky, but he was a little surprised to be smashed by the other party so easily.

But Ning Daoqi turned into birds with both hands, and after blocking half of Huang Lintai's sword light, the two birds seemed to have discovered the source of Huang Lin's sword light, and Ning Daoqi also showed a childlike innocent look on his face, looking left and right. The virtual bird jumps up and down with both hands, chasing and playing in the air.

snort!
Huang Lin snorted secretly, shook his wrist, and the remaining sword light dissipated immediately. At the same time, he stepped on the gossip, his figure floated up, and the long sword was passed sideways towards Ning Daoqi like a child waving.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, this scene was amazing!

Ning Daoqi's pair of birds constituted a scene of their own, and any foreign object would be particularly abrupt if it entered it, but the sword that Huang Lin handed over was like a bird meeting a dead branch when playing, everything was so natural and harmonious .

If the pair of little birds were real, they could land on them and fly by with their wings.

However, they are imitated by Ning Daoqi's hands. The bird's feet are Ning Daoqi's wrists. .

"wonderful!"

Song Que and Zhenyan sat on the east and west sides of the square, but they praised at the same time.

Ning Daoqi's move was replaced by them, and they had their own way to deal with it, but it was not as clever as Huang Lin's way of breaking the other's move.

But they don't know that whether it is "Lingbo Weibu" or Huang Lin's current "Sword of Breaking the Root of Ten Thousand Laws", the fundamental ideas are all from the Zhuang Zhou idea of ​​the Xiaoyao School, and Ning Daoqi can be regarded as the same. From the same source.

Ning Daoqi's self-contained method can only be broken by force for others, but for Huang Lin, it should not be too easy to integrate!
Seeing the scarlet phoenix approaching, Ning Daoqi tossed up calmly, his head on his feet, his fingertips gathered together, and he pecked at the sword-holding right hands of the scarlet phoenix and Huang Lin.

From the eyes of everyone in the venue, it seemed that the pair of little birds were frightened and soared their wings, and pecked at the dead branches blocking the way in retaliation. Ning Daoqi also had a childish and angry look on his face. , really vivid!

But seeing Huang Lin's wrist move slightly, the Chihuang suddenly swayed up and down, like a dead branch being blown by the breeze.

This blow not only avoided Ning Daoqi's strength, but also raised his sword and counterattacked when his strength was exhausted.

"When~~"

The light collision between the two caused a much stronger movement than the one just now. The air wave rolled away around the two of them, making their long hair flutter and their robes fluttering.

Ning Daoqi took advantage of his strength to fly up, and instantly moved across the space of Zhang and a half, and landed like a big bird towards the bronze statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva.

How could Huang Lin miss such an opportunity? !

"Bang~"

Immediately, he stepped on his foot, and his body shot away.

Want to land?
Has anyone asked me Huang? !
(End of this chapter)