The Sword of Six Doors Points at the Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 199 Innuendo!

"Die!"

Qin Ming had already hated Ye Xiuwen to the core, it was this kid who killed all his brothers.

Back then, the Eighteen Cavalry were famous all over the world, with him as the leader, I don't know how happy they are.

However, in the battle of "Shangfanggu" that year, the eighteen cavalry were killed and injured, so they hadn't made any progress for ten years.

And the result?Just when they rekindled their ambitions and were about to fight again, Ye Xiuwen actually killed them one by one.

He hates it, he hates it so much, he can't wait to tear Ye Xiuwen into pieces.

The long sword pierced Ye Xiuwen's chest, and the blade was covered with vitality.

"Boom! Boom!."

Yuan Qi forms something like an electric current, which is the transformation of Yuan Qi.This sword, in Qin Ming's hands, is like a thunderbolt.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

Although Ye Xiuwen was seriously injured, he was so stubborn that he shouted angrily.He grabbed it with his left hand, and all the vitality of the boy's kung fu burst out, forming a wind force, which directly hit the thunder and lightning.

This is Feng Mo Gong. I think Feng Mo Gong was the Zeng family's unique skill back then, and it has been famous in the world for many years. Later, it was robbed and the Zeng family was wiped out. Only then did Zeng Fan take revenge.

So it is conceivable that this Fengmo skill is powerful.

Although Ye Xiuwen only has the first level, he has practiced it to the extreme.This point, its penetrating power is definitely no less than a tungsten steel sword, or even stronger.

"Zheng!."

"Buzz!"

Ye Xiuwen's Feng Mo Kung collided with the tungsten steel sword in Qin Ming's hand.The tungsten steel sword made an ear-piercing hum.

Endless wind, and thunder and lightning, intertwined in the air.

Qin Ming sneered and said, "Ye Xiuwen, relying on you, you want to block my sword? You're overestimating your strength! Go to hell!"

Qin Ming didn't bother at all, the vitality gushed out of his body like a vast sea, and how could Ye Xiuwen be Qin Ming's opponent.

Ye Xiuwen's Wind Demon Art was defeated, but he took the opportunity to dodge, stabbing himself with the long sword under his armpit.Ye Xiuwen clamped the tungsten steel sword with his elbow, and grasped the blade with his left hand.

"Hmph! Struggling to die? Today, this old man will tear your corpse into thousands of pieces!"

Qin Ming sneered, pushed Ye Xiuwen in the air and flew away into the distance.At the same time, his left hand gathered vitality and wanted to crush Ye Xiuwen's body.

However, just as Qin Ming was concentrating his vitality, Ye Xiuwen pulled out something from his lower back.

"Hmph!" Ye Xiuwen smirked, Qin Ming felt something was wrong in vain, his eyes moved down, and he was stunned in shock.

He knew that Ye Xiuwen must not be allowed to use this thing.

However, what did Ye Xiuwen take out?It is the 'innuendo' that frightens the world.

'Sand innuendo' is a mechanism made by the original Tang Sect. Not only is it extremely lethal, but the thousands of books hidden in it are all poisonous, and those who fall into it will die immediately.

The Tang Sect supported the previous dynasty, which was later destroyed by the Ming Dynasty.As for the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, such as innuendo, only the Eighteen Iron Riders survived.

Ye Xiuwen's insinuation came from 'Yuan Feng', one of the original eighteen cavalry.

The original thousand copies can be released twice.But Yue'er touched the mechanism by mistake and released a wave.There was one last time left, and Ye Xiuwen took it out.

Ye Xiuwen showed a ruthless expression, and directly pressed the switch,
"Duo!."

Just like that, more than a dozen thousand sticks were shot out at the same time, and the speed was extremely fast.

And the distance between Ye Xiuwen and Qin Ming was only a distance of a sword.

Qin Ming stabbed Ye Xiuwen with the long sword, but Ye Xiuwen grabbed him with his injuries.Qin Ming's left hand was gathering vitality, and Ye Xiuwen shot a thousand shots in just one effort.

Seeing that Qin Ming would surely die.But this old guy is really extraordinary.The wealth of experience is also enough to make people frightened.

He only saw Ye Xiuwen touch the mechanism, and he knew that this baby would shoot thousands of copies, so close to him, he would definitely die.Even if he was not shot on the spot, he might have died from poisoning.

So he was cruel and threw away the palm of his left hand.The right hand let go of the sword, trying to avoid the flying Qianben with the help of the rebound force of the palm.

However, Qianben's speed was too fast, in just a moment, Qin Ming's left hand was beaten into a hornet's nest, and the three Qianben, passing through Qin Ming's palm, were directly nailed to his forearm.

"Alas!"

Qin Ming screamed, turned around and fell to the ground, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and chopped off his arm.

He couldn't take his left hand anymore, his vitality couldn't suppress so many toxins at all.What's more, he still has poisonous wounds on his feet!
He made a quick decision and broke one of his own arms.

"Ye Xiuwen?" Qin Ming was furious.But at this moment, Ye Xiuwen was even more angry than him.Holding a tungsten steel sword, he came straight to Qin Ming.

The tiger was injured today, if we don't kill him, I'm afraid we won't have this chance in the future.

With a fierce look on Ye Xiuwen's face, he drew his sword and shouted: "Six moves of drawing the sword, the first move is 'Shocking Hong'!"

As soon as the "Jinghong" appeared, the lightning and flint, and the speed with which the sword was drawn, made people feel cold all over.Even though Qin Ming was ten meters away, he could feel Ye Xiuwen's sword intent.

That kind of sword intent is a mysterious state formed by practicing a certain move to the state of transformation.

Indeed, it took Ye Xiuwen the longest and longest time to practice this move. Ye Xiuwen practiced his knife drawing skills all the time.

This sword is his essence, his sharp weapon for killing people.

"Zheng!."

Ye Xiuwen slashed forward with his long sword, and Qin Ming caught it with a dagger, but because of his serious injuries, he staggered two steps and retreated more than three meters.

And at this moment, Ye Xiuwen's second sword struck,

"The second form 'Moon Slash'!"

Ye Xiuwen drank again, and the sword was like a crescent moon, as if a cold light suddenly appeared in the air, and fell down with a swipe.

Qin Ming held the dagger in his hand to block again, but was chopped off by Ye Xiuwen with a single sword, and was cut by more than three meters.

Qin Ming's injuries were too serious, his left arm was missing, and the sole of his right foot was pierced by poisoned flying knives. Every step he took was like ten thousand steel needles piercing his body.

He retreated one after another, trying to get rid of Ye Xiuwen's pursuit, but at this moment, Ye Xiuwen used the third style 'Yuanhong'!
As soon as 'Yuanhong' comes out, people are like dragons, traverse the sky, rotate 720 degrees, and cut out ninety-nine and 81 swords in an instant,
"Ding! Ding! Ding!."

To say that this Qin Ming was really good, he connected Ye Xiuwen's seventy or eighty swords in one fell swoop while he was seriously injured.

Although more than [-] swords were scratched on his body and arms, the injuries were not very serious.

Qin Ming thought in his heart: If the fight continues like this, it will definitely not work. Ye Xiuwen can't be killed today, and there is only another day.

Thinking of this, although Qin Ming was resentful, he had no choice but to run away.

But he wanted to leave, but Ye Xiuwen didn't want to give him this chance. Ye Xiuwen volleyed in the air, and used another move of 'the long river goes down' to cover Qin Ming.

Qin Ming looked up, sweating profusely all over his body, he couldn't figure out how a person could comprehend swordsmanship to such an extent.

After this move was cut down, Qin Ming felt that there was nowhere to hide.

Of course, he absolutely didn't know that Ye Xiuwen was proficient in ancient prose, and he knew the exercises and so on recorded in the ancient prose like the palm of his hand.This saves a lot of detours, and comprehending swordsmanship is naturally ten times or a hundred times faster than ordinary people.

This is like the Zeng family's 'Feng Mo Gong'.

The Zeng family's Fengmo Art has been handed down for a long time, but because they can't understand the words on the inscription, they can only comprehend it by themselves according to the map.

As a result, what I realized was quite different from what was recorded in the inscription itself.

Not to mention the slow cultivation, and the lack of power.What was supposed to be a superior martial art has been cultivated into a inferior one.

But Ye Xiuwen is different, he is proficient in ancient prose, reads both ancient and modern, combined with the records in ancient prose, coupled with his own ingenuity, he has already mastered swordsmanship thoroughly.

So this sword slashed down, really like a corona falling down!
(End of this chapter)