I created countless illusions

Chapter 149
Xu Ke's version of Dugu Nine Swords, except for a few sword moves, are almost all volley moves, and they are combined with high-speed rotating movements.

Therefore, if the original version of Dugu Nine Swords requires the wisdom and talent of the practitioner, then Xu Ke's version of Dugu Nine Swords requires the talent of speed and reflexes.

This exactly corresponds to Yang Shou's current talent.

If there is no intentional arrangement by Yang Shou, no one would believe it.

In fact, the vast majority of unique skills in the world require corresponding talents.

Even the so-called stupid kung fu requires the perseverance and persistence of the practitioner.

This is also a talent.

Not all people with mediocre qualifications have perseverance and can persist in practicing simple moves for many years, as if they persist without seeing progress and results.

It can even be said that perseverance is the hardest and rarest talent among all kinds of talents.

At least Yang Shou knew that he would never insist on practicing those stupid kung fu that required a lot of time, because he didn't have such unwavering perseverance.

At this time, Yang Shou turned his sword backwards and stabbed down, the change of this sword was something that Zuo Lengchan never expected.

So he could only push his hands upwards, trying to force Yang Shou back with strong internal force.

At the same time, there was already a mouthful of cold true energy in his mouth, and he planned to shoot it out at the same time. If Yang Shou changed his moves again, he would blurt out and penetrate Yang Shou.

It's just that he still underestimated Dugu Nine Swords!

If Dugu Nine Swords is just a dangerous swordsmanship, if it is absolutely attacking but not defending, and it is fighting for life, then it is not worthy of the name of peerless.

In addition to the fact that every move is evolved from defeat, Dugu Nine Swords is also good at borrowing and accumulating strength.

It is precisely because of this that we can be strong when we are strong.

Yang Shou just held the long sword and blocked Zuo Lengchan's palm with the spine of the sword.

The internal force carried by Zuo Lengchan's palm technique did not dissipate, but instead was condensed and entwined around the blade during Yang Shou's high-speed rotation.

At this time, the sword that fell from the sky, before it hit Zuo Lengchan's fleshy palm, began to heave a cold glow.

A sword qi was born out of thin air and fell vertically, just like the cold light falling from the Milky Way, and the deserted moonlight after being cut down.

Under the sharp and cold sword energy, it wanted to tear Zuo Lengchan's thick palm and stab at his palm at the same time.

Just like this, the sword meets the palm, and the result is that Yang Shou's sword pierces down, and it is very likely that Zuo Lengchan will be pierced directly, and Zuo Lengchan's other palm will also hit Yang Shou's head, beating his brains burst.

As for the icy true energy hidden in Zuo Lengchan's mouth, it has no use at this time.

Even if he spit out this true energy, it was only torn apart by Yang Shou's sword energy in an instant.

Obviously, Zuo Lengchan would not die with Yang Shou like this.

He was short and rolled over.

Not only did he cancel the movement of raising his palms, but he also dodged Yang Shou's sword in embarrassment.

Only at this time did he spit out the icy true energy in his mouth, which turned into a gust of cold wind, trying to stop Yang Shou.

But he still made a wrong choice.

I saw the long sword in Yang Shou's hand sticking to the ground. Under the remote control of the old man Feng Qingyang, the blade twisted and twisted, and the person flipped rapidly in mid-air.

All the power that blocked him turned into the power of the sword in his hand again.

While rotating at high speed, he still swung the sword precisely, and came flying with the sword twice as fast.

"Sword swing!"

Zuo Lengchan had no choice but to retreat quickly in the face of the fierce sword attack that came suddenly. With his arms spread out, the frost heaved in and out, forming a large amount of cold mist, freezing all the vegetation around him.

Hands interlaced, palms together.

Zuo Lengchan planned to bury Yang Shou with thick ice zhenqi, at the same time he waved his sleeve robe, and a large number of grass blades, already frozen by frost, became harder and sharper under the blessing of his internal force.

The sharp blades of grass flew towards Yang Shou like dozens of sharp swords, blocking all his way forward.

Yang Shou's figure was still spinning, and the sword energy that swayed from the sword edge became thicker and more ferocious.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the vegetation shattered and the ice dissipated.

The swinging sword style and the flat sword style are combined to form a sharper lethal force.

Facing Yang Shou who was stronger than the last moment every time they fought, Zuo Lengchan was extremely afraid.

At the same time, he finally seized the opportunity, using grass blades as swords, and maneuvering in the air, intending to cut off the black belt on Yang Shou's lower back.

He always believed that it was Feng Qingyang who manipulated Yang Shou, not Yang Shou himself, who was strong.

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan certainly made a mistake in his judgment.

Just a moment ago, Feng Qingyang had taught Yang Shou all the essentials of Dugu Nine Swords.

Next, it all depends on Yang Shou's own performance.

The so-called soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent.

The principle of victory and defeat, of course, cannot be fixed within a certain range.

The so-called nine sword styles are actually just a set of moves when facing nine defeats.

The real sword intent lies in breaking the boat and fighting back in a desperate situation.

What Zuo Lengchan cut off was not Yang Shou's support at this time.

But it is precisely the fetter that limits his performance.

Once the black belt was broken, Yang Shou's galloping speed became even faster.

Swinging the sword in the air, the sword energy overflowed, forcing all the icy breath of Zuo Lengchan back.

At the same time, the long sword sliced ​​through the sky like an oar, and people galloped in the air like fish swimming in the water.

This is the Wave Sword Form in Dugu Nine Swords.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the light is cold all over the field.

Zuo Lengchan felt the sharp edge coming towards his face, and felt that there was no way to retreat.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but grabbed two disciples of the Songshan School out of the grass and threw them towards Yang Shou.

Facing the two scapegoats who were obviously thrown over.

If Yang Shou was the original character design, he would definitely withdraw his sword and avoid it.

Even if it hurts yourself.

But the adapted Linghu Chong does not have such superfluous kindness.

As soon as the sword energy rushed, the two dead ghosts were torn apart by the sword energy, and they were blown into powder and shattered into frost in mid-air.

Zuo Lengchan fearfully looked at Yang Shou's increasingly terrifying sword edge and sword aura, who had already jumped up and fled away in the distance.

"Linghu Chong! For the sake of your master Yue Buqun, I will spare your life today."

"See you next time, when I will take your life." Before leaving, Zuo Lengchan said a few polite words.

At the same time, the ice zhenqi exploded, killing all the Songshan disciples and Dongchang fanzi who were still shuttling through the grass.

Zuo Lengchan was absolutely unwilling to spread the news about being forced to retreat with a sword by a younger generation.

After forcing Zuo Lengchan back, Yang Shou let go of the sword energy in his hand, flew across the distance, cut off countless grass stalks, and disappeared into the vast fertile field.

Panting with the sword in his hand, Yang Shou turned around and said to Feng Qingyang, "Thank you for your help and imparting skills, senior."

"I haven't asked the senior's name yet."

Feng Qingyang held his wooden stick, turned and left, and said as he walked, "Old man Feng Qingyang, Huashan Sword Sect... Feng Qingyang."

"You thank me too early!"

"When your master knows about this, I hope you will still thank the old man."

When the words were completely settled, Feng Qingyang had completely disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)