The sword is the devil

Chapter 604 Cutting Melons and Vegetables 1
Without saying much, he stretched out his hand, "So, as you wish."

Everyone scattered and looked at each other from a distance. For monks, this kind of fighting style is too common, and it is hard to say whether it will be life-threatening. I don't want it to be like this in my heart, but no one is good at fighting, who can really guarantee it? up?

Yin Qingsi is not worried, she is very aware of the strength of this sword cultivator, which is above her, but she has not had the opportunity to see him in a more comprehensive manner; until now, she does not know who she wants to win?
The sword cultivator won a big victory, and the school's face was damaged, but the fact that she was personally captured became a matter of course; but she couldn't understand the crazy ghost on this guy's face.

Fang Yazi Nan Xiangye wasn't worried either. In their view, this was the self-inflicted humiliation of the Northwest True Biography. Who should be picked?At any rate, they are still smart, but finding such an environment with no one around shows that they lack confidence in themselves.

In the air, Hou Tiao and Yang Guanjun were facing each other. What made Hou Tiao very curious was that he didn't know what great tricks this master of the ancient martial arts tradition would have. He was very curious.

Seeing that he didn't make a move, Yang Guanjun felt a bit of unhappiness; in the martial arts in the mainland cultivation world, it is the rule for those with low level of strength to fight first. He is a true disciple of the Qin Clan, but the other party is not even a true disciple. The difference in status It's clear at a glance, but the other party doesn't do anything now, is this looking down on him?
"Fellow Daoist Hou thinks highly of himself?"

"Fighting is fighting. Don't mention anything else. I'm a swordsman. After I make a move, you won't have any chance."

Yang Guanjun looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, the lunatics of the Demon Sect, all of a sudden.

There is no longer arguing, the left hand is empty, the right is pounding out, a fist is as fast as lightning, the power is contained but not revealed, just from the appearance, it should not be underestimated; this is the characteristic of ancient martial arts, simple and clear, It is extremely powerful, and with the Qin Clan's suppressing heart method, Chunyang Kung Fu, no one can remain indifferent under such an attack.

There are universes in the fists, which seem to be strong, but in fact they are infinitely changeable, and can be freely converted according to the opponent's response. When the opponent is entangled by the fists, it is his follow-up blow from the storm.

In the Qin Clan, he was able to punch eight fists in one breath, and he was second to none among the true disciples of the three realms of Tongtian. Once he was connected by his fists, he would be defeated sooner or later.

Flying sword?No matter how powerful Feijian is, he can't ignore his own body!

The next moment, the flying sword appeared, the sword cultivator disappeared, the fist gang had no target, but the flying sword was close at hand!

Yang Guanjun remained calm, his fists were set up, Qianyang raised the tripod, both fists pounded out, fists and gangs struck out in succession, the space was filled with the sound of Yang gangs exploding.

He can only block the flying sword, and hope that after a few breaths, the flying sword will run out of strength and leave by itself, so that he can find out where the real body of the sword cultivator is; It's a joke in terms of swordsmanship!
The power on the flying sword is astonishing, which shows that the cultivation base of the sword is deeper than him, the Qianyang fist frame is almost shaken, and the dancing of the two fists is more about self-protection than attacking the flying sword.

The strength of the ancient martial arts is that once the opponent is suppressed, it is difficult for the opponent to stand up, but once restricted by the opponent, there is also a lack of more flexible means of response.

In a matter of breaths, Yang Guanjun was stretched to the left and right, blocking very hard, not to mention he couldn't see the sword repairer, even if he could see the sword repairer, he couldn't spare his hand now.

Because he felt that he was not facing a flying sword, but a sword array.

The clouds are flat and motionless, and the river map is secretly connected.

It is the word 'array' at the level of the three realms of body swordsmanship.

The extremely fast attack and defense made him unable to think about other things at all. He could only look forward to finding another chance after overcoming this wave of attacks?

After a few breaths, the flying sword went away, and Jianxiu's body appeared immediately. Yang Guanjun let out a sigh of relief, and was about to throw his fist to counterattack, only to feel hair brushing past his eyes...

This is the hairpin, which has been cut off by the flying sword without knowing it. If it goes down three inches...

"I lost..."

Yang Guanjun's eyes dimmed, and it was very clear that he couldn't find a sword cultivator, because Feijian was a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator was Feijian.

Such a peculiar sword technique is unheard of and unseen. Now that he thinks about it, he can't think of what he can do if he is given another chance.
Throwing a fist at Feijian?The speed can't keep up!
After his side retreated, there were other Qin Clan true disciples who wanted to fight again, but they were all stopped by his eyes, and his spiritual sense shouted:

"Who can break the concealment technique in this person's sword? If you can break it, you can go up. If you can't, it's good to lose face for me alone. Is it necessary to go up and beat all the true biography one by one?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was speechless; they are all ancient martial arts experts with very experienced combat experience. When it comes to people, what should people do?

Although Yang Guanjun was defeated simply, he was worthy of being a true senior brother, and his bearing and cultivation were very human, so it was impossible for him to do the act of persevering and stalking.

With a turn of consciousness, "Sister Qingsi, it's my fault. I regret that I didn't listen to your good advice. This trip was reckless."

Yin Qingsi looked apologetic, why didn't she know that a large part of the reason why the senior brothers came out was because of the fact that she had been humiliated in the Water Lingzhu for several months, it was not the same as Yuemen, because they wanted to know about the sword How did Xiu get the talisman, did he get it from a certain monk?
I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, and I am more and more dissatisfied with that arrogant guy. There are many ways to express it in battle. Is it necessary to be so arrogant and domineering, leaving no room for others?

"Brother, it's all because of my little sister..."

Yang Guanjun smiled wryly, "What are you talking about, I have to suffer like this without you, it's impossible to just pretend to be deaf and dumb like this? You said that this person has unique skills, but you are talking about this sword skill?"

Yin Qingsi is very bitter, she can't say it, because this is the bottom line of a practitioner, and the sword cultivator's bottom line is a leech hit by a yin leech to save her...

"Brother, it's not this, it's something else... But I can't say!"

The true biography of the Qin Clan is very speechless, but this body hidden in the sword is a headache, what's the matter, there are other cards?

Yang Guanjun no longer hesitated, and cupped his hands to the monks from the Yuemen in the distance, "I, Qinmen, are willing to gamble and admit defeat, but I can't help this person. I advise Fellow Daoist Tang to let it go? Everyone has no real enmity, and they all want to govern the Northwest." environment, it’s better for everyone to sit down and have a drink, one more friend and one more road..."

He understood too well the temperament of the monks, the old enemies of the Yuemen, who belonged to the kind of things that would not go away and retreat. If he wanted them to go up and suffer, he could only tell the truth.

Sure enough, Tang You once sneered disdainfully, "You are not good at the Qin Clan, but it doesn't mean I can't go beyond the Clan too! I have already said that your straight-forward style is a fart when you meet a real opponent! You have to rely on us to support you." The face of the Northwest cultivation world!"

Standing up, "Yuemen Tang Youzeng, please enlighten me."

(End of this chapter)