Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 201 The grief is inexplicable 【Please subscribe · Ask for a monthly ticket】

Nameless thinks of his dead wife, and the sorrowful affection spreads to the whole town.

Duanlang, a swordsman, naturally had the scene of walking with his father's support when he was a child, and he couldn't help feeling sad and burst into tears.

Although Nie Feng didn't practice swords, he was also affected by such sword intent. When he thought of his loving mother cheating on her, causing the family to fail, he immediately sighed.

"As expected of the Heavenly Sword, every word and action can affect the surrounding creatures!"

Qi Lin's body was as tall and straight as a sword, and he was not disturbed by foreign objects, but he took the initiative to savor the inexplicable grief exposed by Wuming, and couldn't help admiring.

The move of grief and inexplicable is the core of Wuming inexplicable swordsmanship.

Because he has been losing relatives and friends throughout his life, when he strikes the sword, he has the pride of the leader of the sword, but also the sadness that follows him.

Qi Lin used the inexplicable grief as an entry point to further explore the realm of the Heavenly Sword, but he never encountered any obstacles.

I just feel that the Wuming Sword is like a huge sky, sweeping all things in the world, joy, anger, sorrow, loneliness and sorrow, but they are all part of the Heavenly Sword.

Qi Lin compared the Heavenly Sword with his Great Brightness Sword Realm one by one, and when he met his bosom friend, he couldn't help but realize that the Unnamed Realm is so vast that it truly deserves the name of the Heavenly Sword.

"Brother Qi, can you get something?"

When Qi Lin was reminiscing about the realm of the Heavenly Sword, he suddenly heard an unknown voice.

He opened his eyes and saw that Wuming was standing at the door with Jian Chen.

Qi Lin smiled slightly, and said to Wuming: "Brother Wuming, if you want to know, why don't we see the real chapter under our hands?"

Wuming did not refuse this time, and stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Qi, please make a move!"

Qi Lin came to the yard in a blink of an eye, and a voice came from afar: "The room is too small to use it, please come to the yard!"

He spoke bluntly, as if he was the master of the room.

But Wuming followed closely behind and also came to the yard.

The three juniors were astonished, because he didn't even see clearly how his master exerted his strength, he just felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the two of them disappeared.

With such astonishment, they hurried to the door, wanting to watch the competition between the two masters.

Duanlang and Jianchen felt a sense of comparison in their hearts.

Qi Lin and Wuming stood opposite each other in the courtyard, neither held a sword in their hands, but only stretched out their sword fingers, standing far away.

He was just competing, not trying to fight to the death.

What's more, for the two of them, there is not much difference between a fleshy palm and a weapon. If you want to kill someone, your sword finger is enough.

"Brother Wuming, the visitor is a guest, so I won't be polite!"

Qi Lin took the lead, stabbing straight with the sword finger in his hand, and raised it upwards. Immeasurable sword light burst out from the fingertips, criss-crossing, turning into a dense and tight big net and rushing towards Wuming.

"This is my master's inexplicable grief!"

Jian Chen, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that Qi Lin used his own swordsmanship when he raised his hand. He was terrified and shouted loudly.

Duan Lang was also very surprised by this, the inexplicable swordsmanship was very exquisite, even if he fought with Jian Chen himself, it was not just a little bit of impression.

But then he calmed down and said with a smile to Jian Chen: "Look at your ignorance, my master is the most amazing person in the world, why should you be so surprised to learn one sword technique."

Seeing Duanlang's triumphant look, Jianchen gritted his teeth bitterly, and said bitterly, "Why are you so proud, your master is stealing other people's moves, which is disgusting."

Duanlang raised his eyebrows, and retorted: "It's a joke, you are the one who used the swordsmanship, you can only blame yourself for not being good at learning the swordsmanship, and using the swordsmanship too simply."

Jian Chen gritted his teeth and said: "Duan, you really live up to your name, you don't know how much you are worthless."

Duanlang countered and said: "Jian, I think you are the one who lives up to your surname, cheap enough is fine."

"You are looking for trouble and want to fight!"

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid of you!"

With that said, the two of them rolled up their sleeves and were about to make a move, ready to use their fists to find out the truth.

At this moment, Nie Feng rushed into it, swung his hands out, using palms instead of swords, and at the same time, with a startled glance, he quickly and accurately cut Duan Lang and Jian Chen's arms, cutting off their strength.

"We are all friends, so why get angry over these little things?"

Nie Feng stirred up his true energy slightly, and shook the two of them away, wanting to make peace with them.

Duan Lang and Jian Chen still looked at each other disliked, but looking at Nie Feng who was trying to make peace, his anger was relieved a lot, and he would not cause trouble for the other party for the time being.

After all, everyone loves Junior Sister Feng and will not make trouble for him.

They turned their heads, trying to distinguish each other's winners and losers based on their master's wins and losses, but found that they could no longer tell the difference.

Wuming also used inexplicable grief to refer to the sword, drawing a sword net, and collided with Qi Lin.

The sword nets released by the two separated each other, disappeared in an instant, and bloomed from the fingertips in the next moment.

The grief is inexplicable, the grief is endless, and the sword style is endless. It entangles the enemy and does not relax. At the same time, it also entangles the swordsman himself and does not relax.

Qi Lin recalled the past when Li Hanyi resolutely blocked the attack of the masters of the four realms for him, was brutally dismembered, and his soul was almost shattered.

Suddenly grief came from his heart, the sadness of almost losing his beloved, fear and regret, were all poured into the inexplicable grief of this move, making the sword unceasing.

Taking advantage of his cultivation base, Qi Lin's sword intent tightly blocked the front and rear, plus the lower and lower ends, trying to defeat Wuming.

Wuming slumped left and right, a little out of breath, just wandering in the square inch, barely supporting.

Suddenly, he looked at Qi Lin's heart with a pair of wise eyes, and he was overjoyed, and he stabbed straight with his sword finger.

"not good!"

Seeing that he made a sudden attack, Qi Lin secretly murmured in his heart that something was wrong.

Unlike Wuming who lost his wife, Li Hanyi was only seriously injured and never died. There is still hope of recovery. Qi Lin and Qi Lin will meet each other sooner or later.

However, it was this glimmer of hope that fell into his heart, which eventually became a sad and inexplicable flaw in Qi Lin's hands.

Qi Lin had no choice but to withdraw the offensive and switch from offense to defense.

The situation suddenly turned around.

Qi Lin praised: "Brother Wuming is worthy of being a Heavenly Sword, he saw my flaws in just a moment."

Wuming praised instead: "Brother Qi is the real talent of the sky. My move of inexplicable grief is an extremely difficult move. Brother Qi saw that the villain used it before, and he can fully display it. Such a talent, I can't match it." also."

The two kept praising each other, but their kung fu did not stop at all, and their moves were fierce.

The three little ones watching the battle had to retreat from the yard in order to protect their bodies with true qi to block the overflowing sword qi.

As for the sword move, they couldn't understand it at all.

In an instant, Qi Lin and Wuming had gone through hundreds of moves with grief and inexplicable.

Suddenly, Qi Lin became the defender again, and Wuming rushed to attack, not giving him a chance to react, and stabbed him in the chest.

Qi Lin didn't dodge this time, and let him stab his sword finger.

Seeing that the sword finger was about to stab Qi Lin in the heart, there was no joy on Wuming's face.

He suddenly felt dangerous, and saw sword energy suddenly appearing around him, wrapping him tightly.

The opening in the heart changed instantly, turning into the most dangerous place.

This is not a trap, but a change of tactics, turning despair into hope, turning death into life.

Qi Lin has turned the inexplicable grief into his own moves.

Wuming didn't hesitate, and immediately changed his move, using something inexplicable, from bottom to top, and stabbed at Qi Lin's jaw.

Qi Lin also pointed at Wuming's neck.

The two stopped at the same time, without taking a step forward, and ended the competition

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