Great Song catcher

Chapter 139
The sword light is dazzling.

Flying all over the sky like flying flowers.

Song Beixiao wanted to do the same old trick again, and the Chaotic Yin-Yang sword slashed down again, but this time his Yin-Yang sword energy was instantly shattered by Fang Zhiqing's sword light.

And Fang Zhiqing's body turned with the wind, and it was divided into nine parts. Each of the nine bodies displayed different exquisite sword techniques, stabbing at Song Beixiao's vital point.

Song Beixiao was flustered, and couldn't tell which was Fang Zhiqing's real body at all, so he could only swing the Nuyun Sword in his hand quickly, and a bright sword light protected all the vital points around him, temporarily forcing Fang Zhiqing's sword back.

But this is just a stopgap measure. Although he can block Fang Zhiqing's swordsmanship by doing this, it has a fatal weakness.

That is, the zhenqi he consumed was extremely terrifying. With Song Beixiao's cultivation, he could last a stick of incense at most. If it took longer, the zhenqi in his body would not be able to keep up, leaving Fang Zhiqing with a fatal blow. flaws.

And Fang Zhiqing obviously knew this too, so she was not in a hurry to confront Song Beixiao head-on, but instead adopted the method of fighting, neither pressing too hard, but also not giving up the attack, so that Song Beixiao did not dare to withdraw her sword and retreat.

There were also discussions in the surrounding pergola.

Shen Baifei was leading the team at Shenjian Villa this time. He looked at Zhao Yuan beside him and asked, "Yuan'er, do you have the confidence to beat Fang Zhiqing in a fight against her?"

Zhao Yuan was silent for a while, then shook her head and said, "It's hard to say, the disciple and her cultivation level are on par, if there is no accident, I'm afraid the final result is that both sides will suffer, and the greater possibility is that they will die together."

"After 300 years, the Huanhua Sword School has finally shown its edge again."

Shen Baifei nodded and heaved a long sigh. There were some things he didn't say to Zhao Yuan.

In the Sutra Pavilion of Shenjian Villa, there is a manuscript written by the patriarchs of past dynasties.

This handbook only records some anecdotes and strange events, and has nothing to do with practicing swordsmanship, so there are very few people in the Excalibur Villa who have read this book, and it happens that Shen Baifei is one of them.

He still remembered that Xie Yanheng, the No. 30 sixth-generation owner of the Excalibur Villa, once recorded the Fengwu Hualin Sword Art in his handbook. They are all weaker by three points in front of them, including the remaining eight famous swords.

With Xie Yanheng's status, he would naturally not belittle his own swordsmanship in order to praise others' swordsmanship.

So the only explanation is that the Fengwu Hualin sword technique is really better than the other subtractive methods of the Divine Sword Villa, and only the strongest Divine Sword Art can be against it.

The time for a stick of incense has passed.

Fang Zhiqing's internal energy loss was almost negligible, but Song Beixiao's sword light for body protection had obviously dimmed.

Everyone present knew well that the moment Song Beixiao's sword power showed its flaws was the moment when he was defeated.

at last.

Song Beixiao didn't keep up with a breath of true anger, and a hole suddenly appeared in the back of his heart.

Fang Zhiqing's eyes lit up, the light of the sword in her hand turned sharply, and dozens of figures merged into one in an instant, and the flying snow and silver frost glowed with a chilly light, piercing Song Beixiao's back like a shooting star.

"not good!"

Immortal Wujiu's face was ugly. If this sword hit, the sword energy on the long sword would erupt, and Song Beixiao's internal organs would be smashed into minced meat in an instant. Even the Immortal Da Luo would not be able to save him.

Seeing that Song Beixiao was about to die under the sword, Nie Feng in the stands felt that something was wrong. Song Beixiao's flaws seemed to be too deliberate, as if he deliberately attracted Fang Zhiqing to attack.

"No, Miss Fang has been fooled!"

Hong Kunlun on the side also saw something was wrong.

really.

Just when the long sword in Fang Zhiqing's hand was about to penetrate Song Beixiao's body, Song Beixiao's figure turned suddenly, and the long sword slashed against his back. Sen Han's sword energy only caused a little skin trauma to him, and at the same time, Song Beixiao swept across with his right hand. When it came out, the Nuyun Sword swirled like a black cloud, and chopped towards Fang Zhiqing's neck.

This sword directly cut Fang Zhiqing in the middle.

"It's done!"

Song Beixiao's heart was shocked.

But before the smile on his face dissipated, Song Beixiao noticed that Fang Zhiqing's figure suddenly collapsed.

The smile gradually froze on her face, and Fang Zhiqing completely disappeared without a trace.

"Illusion!"

Song Beixiao gritted his teeth and popped out two words.

And Fang Zhiqing's real body has appeared three feet away.

"The End of the World is so close that it really lives up to its reputation!"

Gao Susu said: "I have long heard that Huanhua Sword School's lightness kung fu is the best in the world, today I saw that it is indeed exquisite and incomparable."

Attack the enemy within a short distance.

Retreating from the enemy is as far away as the world.

This is the essence of the So Far Far Away.

Fang Zhiqing has already gained the samadhi of it.

The sword failed, and Song Beixiao chased after him. He knew that Fang Yuqing must not be allowed to launch an offensive at this moment, otherwise the opportunity he created would be completely lost, so he could only go all out and defeat Fang Yuqing directly.

The Nuyun Sword danced wildly with the wind, and streams of sword energy gathered from all directions, sweeping away like a sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

There is only one move in this move "Eight Directions Angry Cloud Sword Poses", but it is the secret trick of the Kongtong School.

This is also the origin of Song Beixiao's nickname of Nuyunjian. When he first came out of the Jianghu, he relied on this eight-direction Nuyunjian to kill a half-step master of the Qihai realm with his cultivation base.

Faced with such a fierce and domineering sword, Fang Zhiqing's figure suddenly moved, her whole body seemed to merge with the long sword in her hand, and there was no one and the sword in the world.

Instead, there were streaks of bright sword lights...

Invisible like the breeze, unintentional like falling flowers, misty like flowing clouds...

Suddenly.

All the sword lights disappeared into nothingness.

The entire square was enveloped by two sword qi.

Everyone present, except for the masters of various sects, ordinary disciples couldn't see clearly what happened.

Suddenly.

The sword energy dissipated without a trace.

Fang Zhiqing and Song Beixiao appeared on the square again.

Not even where they stand has changed.

"you lose!"

Fang Zhiqing's face was pale, holding the Feixue Yinshuang in her hand, she walked slowly towards Song Beixiao.

And Song Beixiao's seven orifices slowly overflowed with blood, the Nuyun Sword in his hand was broken inch by inch, and his body was shaking non-stop.

"Fang Zhiqing, you really want to kill them all!"

In fact, Song Beixiao really didn't want to use the nine-petal plum blossom dart in his arms.

It's not because of his conscience, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he kills Fang Yuqing with the nine-petal plum blossom dart, the Huanhuajian faction will definitely not let him go for this blood debt, and there will be countless Huanhuajian factions The master hunted him down.

Unless he stays in Kongtong Mountain forever, he will never set foot in the rivers and lakes.

The Huanhua Sword Sect cannot attack the Kongtong Sect on a large scale for the sake of a single disciple, and then other sects will not sit idly by, and even the imperial court will not let it go.

(End of this chapter)