Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 146
Everyone has heard about Ximen Chuuxue's deeds more or less.

Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship is superb, he has stepped into the grand master realm at a young age, and he rarely meets opponents in the world. Whenever he strikes a sword, he will definitely kill.

Over the years, countless masters, especially kendo masters, have died in his hands.

But this also made Ximen Fuxue feel extremely lonely, longing for an opponent, so much so that he looked everywhere for someone who could be his opponent.

Looking at Ximen Chuuxue's posture now, it is obvious that he hopes that a master with special attainments in kendo will obtain the Baihong Sword and let him have a good time.

Others are here to snatch things, but Ximen Chuuxue is here to disrupt the situation.

As a result, the few people present did not dare to make any moves for a while.

They weighed it in their hearts, and they all felt that even if they had the Baihong sword in their hands, they might not be Ximen Chuuxue's opponent.

If they don't move now, Ximen Chuuxue is not interested in them. If they really get the Baihong Sword and are targeted by this guy, there is a high probability that they will die.

Everyone has heard about Ximen Chuuxue's style of killing people with a single shot, and their ears are almost callused.

But after fighting for so long, no one is reconciled to giving up rashly.

The situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

Among them, Yan Ming was the only one who was not worried, because he had no interest in Bai Hongjian at all, and he was not a sword cultivator, so he would basically not become the target of Ximen Chuuxue.

The scene fell into silence, and Ximen Chuuxue, who was dressed in white, stood where he was, and seemed to be very patient, not urging them.

"Hey, hey, I have little fortune and virtue. It seems that I have missed this sword, so I won't join in the fun. Everyone, take your leave. We will meet later."

Some of them stated that they would withdraw voluntarily, and then left with precautions.

As soon as he took the lead, several other weaker guys followed immediately, borrowing the slope to get off the donkey, and followed him away.

Of course, they are not willing to give up just like that, but are thinking about a roundabout route.

Or go out first, but don't leave the vicinity, wait until the fight here is over, and then see if you can catch the leak, maybe it is more reliable than fighting directly.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't pay attention to them, and soon, these people withdrew.

Just when people's hearts were floating and everyone had their own ideas, Jin Jiuling suddenly made a move.

He was different from others, he was already proud and arrogant, so he dodged and grabbed Bai Hongjian directly.

At the same time, the sword intent of Yi Shuige in Jin Jiuling's body seemed to have a mutual induction with Baihongjian, and both sides trembled at a special frequency.

The Baihong Sword, which had obviously been dusted and silent for more than ten years, once again radiated a stronger edge.

This feeling is very strange, it seems that Jin Jiuling has a special echo with him, and it is also obvious that there is a strong sword intent in the Baihong sword.

A few people nearby wanted to stop them, but just moved half a step, looked at Ximen Chuuxue, and couldn't help hesitating again.

It was this hesitation that made him miss the opportunity.

Seeing this, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes flashed with appreciation.

And for those few people who hesitated, he faintly looked down upon them.

Only those who are willing to take risks and even sacrifice their lives for the sword are worthy of this sword.

At least it seemed so to Ximen Chuuxue.

In the past, when the name of Sword Mad Song swept across the rivers and lakes, Ximen Chuuxue was still young, and the two sides had no chance to meet, which made Ximen Chuuxue extremely regretful.

Today's Sword Maniac's sword is here, but there is no user. Ximen Chuuxue hopes that someone who is worthy of this sword will show up, so that he can have a glimpse of the past Sword Maniac's demeanor.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Jiuling had already rushed forward, but Yan Ming was also moving with him.

Just as Jin Jiuling got close to the Baihong Sword, Yan Ming's chill from the blade had already approached his back.

Jin Jiuling narrowed his eyes, and suddenly turned around to confront Yan Ming.

The two collided with true qi mixed with true meaning, bursting out huge energy.

After the last fight, they are very familiar with each other's true intentions, and when they fight again, there will be a little less defense and temptation, and a little more viciousness and danger.

Although the nearest few people had been prepared, they were still blown back again and again by the strong wind, and the body shields on their bodies were buzzing and trembling, as if they would not be able to hold on at any time.

They hurriedly released their qi to stabilize, but they looked at each other, full of shock.

Who are these two people with such strength?
Now that Yan Ming and Jin Jiuling were disguised, they couldn't recognize their identities.

But the strength of the zhenqi they burst out has far surpassed the other few people present, and the remaining prestige alone has almost made them suffer!

Not to mention the intertwined true meaning mixed in it, which is even more surprising.

Several people felt very frustrated immediately.

Because I thought that Ximen Chuuxue was the only disturbing factor, but I didn't expect there to be such a master.

If Ximen Chuuxue hadn't shown up, I probably wouldn't be able to compete with the two of them. If he forced his way, he would probably suffer a big loss.

In this way, the appearance of Ximen Chuuxue saved them?

They couldn't accept this ridiculous idea for a while.

On the contrary, when the remaining power of true energy burst out, when it came to Ximen Chuuxue, the other party just flicked his hand slightly, and easily blocked it out.

But Ximen Chuuxue's eyes immediately became energetic, completely different from the laziness just now, but with strong excitement!
His eyes were mainly focused on Jin Jiuling.

He already felt that Jin Jiuling was a sword cultivator with strong strength and great potential!

Exactly what I was looking for!
But at this moment, Jin Jiuling and Yan Ming were fighting inseparably in the arena. In this limited space, the two people's true qi kept accumulating and colliding, which had been compressed to the point of terror.

But the surrounding stone walls here seem to be very hard, only leaving dense scratches, but did not cause more damage.

This can't help but make people sigh, the sword madman Song Zhiming fought against his opponent, and he was able to collapse several nearby places, how strong should he be?

But at this time, Jin Jiuling was the one who was most anxious.

He was obviously very close to his goal, and he was almost within reach now, but he was held back by Yan Ming, and he couldn't take that last step no matter what.

For him, it's like an old gourmet watching all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas served on the table, placed in front of him, within reach, but with a transparent cover, no matter what, he can't touch it. People are extremely anxious.

But the more anxious you are, the more passive you become.

Yan Ming's saber movement and this chill had completely enveloped his whole body. It was obviously an offensive, but it was like a thick liquid, pervasive.

As long as there is a slight loophole in one's own defense, the opponent will immediately take advantage of it.

Moreover, Yan Ming's fierce and sharp saber movement is also mixed with the essence of Tai Chi Kung Fu. It looks aggressive and goes straight, but in fact it hides a mystery. throw off.

Not to mention, in just a few days, Yan Ming's sword intent has grown much stronger than the last time they fought.

Obviously, it's all the true meaning of enlightenment, but Yan Ming's growth is much stronger than himself.

If this goes on like this, it won't take long for him to be left behind and lose his advantage again.

Of course, Jin Jiuling didn't know that Yan Ming's sword intent had to collide with other true intents to grow slowly, and such opportunities did not always exist.

He thought it was because Yan Ming grew up fast and could improve automatically.

As a result, Jin Jiuling's pressure was even greater.

The long sword in his hand was flying, and Yi Shuige's sword art was fully displayed without reservation.

The strength of Yi Shuige's sword art lies in that it is obviously dismantling one move at a time, but it does not seem to be anything special, and its power is limited, but once connected in series, they complement each other, and the power has been upgraded to several levels in an instant. It became a string of sharp and somewhat sad momentum.

The long sword seems to be talking, and it seems to be splashing ink.

Coupled with the matching sword intent, it soon regained the meaning of faintly overpowering Yanming.

Yan Ming saw these changes in his eyes, and was also surprised, but the power in his hand was increased to the limit.

But now, the pressure on both sides has accumulated to a terrifying level, and even Jin Jiuling's sword light touched Yan Ming's body, causing the pale silver indestructible golden body on his body to emerge, and bounced off the sword intent.

And Jin Jiuling is not much better, the outer robe on his body has been cut several times, and blood is faintly leaking out.

"boom!"

Finally, the powerful zhenqi pressure could no longer support it, and it burst completely, which contained a lot of intertwined true meaning, and its power went up to a higher level.

The strong impact penetrated directly into the meridians through the intertwined air mechanisms of the two, and Jin Jiuling's long sword could no longer be held, and flew out directly.

And the cold iron broadsword in Yan Ming's hand was forced to bounce away, his wrist hurt, and there were many gaps on the blade, which made the broadsword look much broken in an instant, and the power of the burst was greatly weakened.

The two imposing shock waves scraped out deep grooves on the surrounding stone walls, all in disorder.

And the follow-up power continued to attack the two of them.

"what!"

While Jin Jiuling let out a low cry, he didn't notice that the Baihong sword inserted there on the high platform trembled to the extreme, as if it had acquired spirituality, it was suddenly pulled and resonated by Jin Jiuling's Qi machine, and jumped out directly.

But Jin Jiuling didn't look at the long sword, but suddenly felt something in his heart, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the air on the side.

Just took over the flying sword hilt.

The moment he started, Jin Jiuling felt an extremely strong sword intent coming from the hilt of the sword!
"This is……"

While Jin Jiuling was surprised, an idea immediately flashed in his mind-this is the sword intent left by the previous master of Baihong Sword, the name of Sword Mad Song!

It's really hard to believe that almost 20 years have passed, and this sword intent is still so strong!
Although it was someone else's sword intent, Jin Jiuling didn't feel repulsive at all, on the contrary, it was very useful, and instantly merged with it.

This sword intent seems to be his good teacher and helpful friend, with a high degree of fit, even very...familiar?
Jin Jiuling seemed to sense something from it.

In the name of Sword Maniac Song, he has also practiced the Yi Shuige Sword Art!

Suddenly, he seemed to understand.

The long sword automatically flew into his hands. On the one hand, he recognized his own strength. The name of Sword Madness Song was a great master, and his remaining true meaning was already full of spirituality. , the resonance generated by this!

It seems that somewhere in the world, he decided to become the successor of the name of Sword Mad Song.

But now that the Baihong sword was in his hand, Jin Jiuling immediately felt that his whole body was full of strength, and the previous touch of sword intent also instantly grew stronger under such circumstances.

This feeling is very mysterious, it seems that a powerful energy has been directly injected into one's own meridians, directly transformed into one's own strength, and it is still improving.

For a moment, Jin Jiuling's momentum rose, and he surpassed Yan Ming in the blink of an eye.

Jin Jiuling, who was obviously only the second-level Grandmaster, unexpectedly had the aura of a great Grandmaster at this moment!
A strong sense of oppression appeared nearby.

Seeing this, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes sparkled even more!

It seems to have seen the old sword maniac!

This is clearly a part of Sword Madness' remaining true intention released by Jin Jiuling's outburst.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the sword's cry made those nearby quickly cover their ears.

A powerful sword intent condensed directly from Jin Jiuling's hand, pointing directly at Yan Ming.

"Suffer to death!"

Following Jin Jiuling's voice, the surrounding air seemed to be sucked dry.

Yan Ming only felt a strong force, which was not Jin Jiuling's strength at all, but it seemed like he was facing a great master!

Yan Ming was instantly tense, his whole body tensed up, and he was ready.

It seems that this sword is not something that he can resist, if it is really not possible, he intends to use his slippery and slippery body skills to try to avoid it.

But at this moment, it seemed that it sensed the movement of the Baihong sword, and as if not to be outdone, the sword trembled.

Different from the situation just now, this ordinary knife suddenly exploded with momentum, and then also locked on Yanming.

Yan Ming sensed a momentum. Now that the cold iron broadsword was incomplete, its power was limited. Without thinking about it, he directly grabbed the handle of the knife beside him.

"call……"

The precious sword that had been covered in dust for many years was completely pulled out.

His whole body is still jet-black, outlined by straight lines, which seems to have nothing to do with sharpness.

However, as soon as the knife was in Yan Ming's hands, the true energy in Yan Ming's meridians suddenly rushed into it.

And with the urging of true energy, the blade seems to have responded.

The black blade just now changed color, gradually faded, and then revealed the color.

And it is accompanied by a powerful momentum.

All this happened only in an instant, and in the next moment, it turned into a clear cry, not to be outdone, and greeted the Baihong sword.

The swords intersected, and the entire space around them shook.

Then the two were bounced out in opposite directions, and the first blow was tied.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Jiuling's figure jumped up again, and the sword in his hand condensed an aura no less than before.

But before he could spot Yan Ming, Ximen Chuuxue, who was dressed in white, blocked him in front of him.

At some point, Ximen Chuuxue's long sword was out of its sheath, looking eagerly at Jin Jiuling.

(End of this chapter)