Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

In just one round of fighting, Shangguan Hong saw a lot.

If this wasn't the Detection Mountain, her five senses wouldn't have been sealed too much, and these people would be no match for her at all.

But in this situation, Shangguan Hong was in a desperate situation. As a swordsman, her swordsmanship was everything to her, but the loss of her five senses blocked too many of her swordsmanship. This resulted in her strength far exceeding that of these people, but in this situation where everything was sealed, Shangguan Hong, who could easily defeat several people, was now almost the same as these insects, and even indistinguishable.

It's like Shangguan Hong's original value was 1000, and each of these people had a value of 100. It was easy for 100 to crush 100, and it was natural. But after weakening the five senses, Shangguan Hong's value dropped to 100, and these people also dropped to 20. But it's hard for 100 to crush 20.

But Shangguan Hong did not choose to escape. She just quietly held the Han Eight-sided Sword and looked at the three people who surrounded her. Her pair of black eyes were filled with silence as deep as water.

Didn't you choose to take the initiative?

Zheng Huanyu did not make a move, but let his two men make the first move. He held two swords in his hands and watched quietly.

prick.

The most perfect sword move is stabbing. It is precise, graceful, and silent.

Shangguan Hong, whose five senses were weakened, used all her energy to catch the sword stabbing at her waist. Without any hesitation, she smashed the Eight-sided Han Sword directly down, knocking the sword off balance. Then she kicked out, kicking the unprepared disciple of Jianzhuang aside.

But another tall disciple of Jianzhuang attacked directly, not giving Shangguan Hong any breathing space. He held the saw blade sword in his hand and wiped it towards Shangguan Hong's neck.

Backflow sword.

Shangguan Hong almost lost her balance when she subconsciously wanted to perform Gongsun Sword Skill, but fortunately, her swordsman instinct allowed her to perform Huiliu Sword Skill, and the sword blade spun to remove the force of the opponent's sword. The moment she stabilized her footsteps, the other swordsman drew out a long sword and stabbed her in the back. And the saw blade sword also chopped at her ankle.

The sword divides the mountain.

What the two did not expect was that Shangguan Hong did not choose to continue defending, but suddenly attacked, and the long sword in his hand, containing sharp immortal energy, slashed towards the swordsman with the sawblade sword.

In fact, both the Mountain-Splitting Sword and the Returning Flow Sword are sword techniques that have reached the pinnacle for the general public, and are the sword techniques that will be taught in the first lesson of a sword technique crash course.

But in Shangguan Hong's hands, this spin and this slash were extremely exquisite. Whether it was the use of immortal energy or the accuracy of this sword, these people could not reach it.

However, the weakening of the five senses made Shangguan Hong's sword much slower. Although the opponent's five senses were also weakened, but...

A sword drew a trace of blood, Shangguan Hong suddenly took a few steps back, raised his head, and stared at Zheng Huanyu who was holding two swords with indifference like a frost wolf.

"Gu Ying's swordsmanship..."

Shangguan Hong uttered a name. Zheng Huanyu's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly concealed it and smiled:

"Miss Shangguan is indeed well-informed. I didn't expect that my sword could not be hidden from her."

Gu Ying sword technique, one hand is Gu, the other hand is Ying. Use stillness to control movement, slow but not too slow, fast but not too chaotic.

"If Emperor Zhaolie knew that his swordsmanship was obtained by a villain like you, he would be heartbroken."

The disdain and contempt in her eyes became even stronger. Shangguan Hong casually sprinkled the hemostatic medicine Zhou Li gave her on the wound. She raised her head and pointed the tip of her sword at Zheng Huanyu.

"Swordsmanship, as long as it can be used."

Zheng Huanyu smiled grimly. He jumped up suddenly and slashed out with the long sword and the short sword in his hands. The sword energy and the sword edge turned into a storm like a sharp blade that swept towards Shangguan Hong.

Raise the sword, turn the blade, and stab.

Shangguan Hong paused and realized something was wrong the moment she blocked Gu Yingjian's attack. She drew her sword and took two steps back. As expected, if she was about to break Gu Yingjian's attack, the two short-winged flying swords behind her would have pierced her chest.

"Short-winged flying sword, Gu Ying sword, saw blade sword..."

Shangguan Hong's face was extremely gloomy. These three swords were all long-lost sword techniques in the martial arts world. What they had in common was that the owners of these three swords all ended up with unknown fates, and neither the swords nor the people were found.

Now it seems that these three swordsmen may have met with accidents long ago.

But how dare this man commit crimes within Longhu Mountain?

Shangguan Hong didn't quite understand. Could it be that Zheng Huanyu had gone mad and killed people to seize the sword in Dieshan? You know, there has never been a precedent of death in the sect competitions over the years. It is the reputation and means of the Longhu Mountain Zhengyi Sect that counts. Before entering Dieshan, the old Taoist priest will pat the shoulders of the people entering the mountain and give them a talisman. This talisman will immediately summon the old Taoist priest when the recipient is fatally injured and save the recipient's life.

Even if they have a way to make the talisman ineffective, the old master will naturally notice it if he can't get out.

Zheng Huanyu seemed to see Shangguan Hong's doubts, but he just smiled and had no intention of explaining. He just raised the two swords in his hands and gradually moved closer to Shangguan Hong.

The short-winged flying sword is most suitable for sneak attacks and assassinations. Because of its short wings, it is silent and traceless, and it cannot be detected unless you concentrate.

The moment the long sword blocked Gu Ying's double sword, the flying sword that pulled away instantly tore a bloody wound on Shangguan Hong's left outer arm. Shangguan Hong gritted her teeth and turned the sword around, trying to kill Zheng Huanyu with one sword, but the saw blade that suddenly chopped towards her neck forced her to retreat and parry.

Can't perform it.

Shangguan Hong tried more than once to use Gongsun Sword Technique to kill these three people, but the continuous attacks, weakened five senses and injuries suffered prevented her from using Gongsun Sword Technique.

At this time, Shangguan Hong's mind began to have distracting thoughts. In her eyes, the people who attacked her were not the three people from Jianzhuang. The different sword blades gradually gathered together.

Putting away the sword, Ye Chong gently helped Shangguan Hong up. His slightly immature face was full of calmness and gentleness that did not match his age. He helped Shangguan Hong brush off the dust on her shoulders and asked with a chuckle:

"How? Still not convinced?"

"Dissatisfied!"

Shangguan Hong, who was wearing a short shirt, angrily opened Ye Chong's hand, with a look of dissatisfaction written all over her heroic face, "Your sword is just a little faster than mine, I definitely don't accept it!"

"is it?"

Ye Chong stood up with a faint smile and handed Shangguan Hong's sword to her.

"Come again."

Shangguan Hong was stunned for a moment when she saw Ye Chong put away the sword, and then without hesitation, she drew out the sword and stabbed Ye Chong in the shoulder.

It was unclear when the sword was drawn and placed on Shangguan Hong's shoulder, while the other sword was only half an inch away from touching Ye Chong's shoulder.

"Look."

Ye Chong said gently: "You are still a little short."

Shangguan Hong stared at Ye Chong blankly, tears welling up in her eyes. "Hey, hey, hey, don't cry, don't cry."

Ye Chong, who was originally calm, panicked in an instant, and hurriedly wiped Shangguan Hong's tears, "You are already a grown-up girl, how can you still shed tears? It would be so embarrassing if Zhou Li knew about this. Don't cry! Don't be a crybaby!"

"He...he is...a pig!"

Shangguan Hong sobbed softly. At this moment, she was no longer the majestic female knight, but just a girl adopted by an old man. She grabbed Ye Chong's sleeve and asked with a wrinkled face: "Ye... Ye Chong... Why are you so powerful? Tell me, and I won't cry."

"You're such a threat."

Ye Chong smiled helplessly and shook his head. He leaned down to be at eye level with the girl who was six years younger than him, and whispered, "Little crybaby, do you want to keep practicing swordplay in the future?"

"Ah."

Nodding, Shangguan Hong clenched her fists and said firmly, "I want to be a swordsman!"

"Then you must remember..."

Ye Chong's expression became serious. He placed Shangguan Hong's sword in her hand, holding her small hand with his big hand, tightly wrapping the hilt. He looked at Shangguan Hong and said solemnly: "If you want to become a swordsman, don't let the sword technique trap you. In the end, what we rely on is not the technique, but the sword."

"Let the sword dance with you."

The blood mist spread, and Shangguan Hong collapsed on the ground as if she had lost her soul. She looked at the boy who was once as gentle as jade lying soundlessly in a pool of blood, with only emptiness in her eyes.

The sword he relied on for his survival had long been broken, leaving only the remains stained with blood. At that moment, the sword in Shangguan Hong's heart began to tremble.

Zhou Li said that Ye Chong was bewildered by the devil. Instead of asking his classmates for help, he went to borrow money from a loan shark. What an idiot, a complete idiot.

But everyone knew that this was Zhou Li's disguise. They all knew that Ye Chong would not die for money, and there was only one reason why he made this choice.

Save people, save everyone except him.

Later, Zhou Li held the repaired Gentleman Sword and walked in front of the domineering man in the setting sun. Facing the other party's humiliation and ridicule, Zhou Li just drew out the sword without saying a word.

Until this moment, that person still believed that Zhou Li would not swing the sword.

Then, the head overlapped with the setting sun.

Only blood remained on the blade of the Gentleman Sword. Shangguan Hong, who had finally left the Imperial Academy, stood at the end of the street, looking at Zhou Li, who was covered in blood, and the Gentleman Sword in his hand. The head, which still showed arrogance and fear, lay quietly at his feet.

Three days later, Zhou Li walked into Ye Chong's funeral hall. Facing Shangguan Hong, who had not eaten or drunk for three days just to keep vigil for Ye Chong, he just handed her two pancakes and a pot of water. Shangguan Hong didn't eat, so Zhou Li pressed her shoulders and ordered her to eat these things.

After the pancake was stuffed into her mouth, Shangguan Hong, who had never spoken before, finally cried, and her tears mixed with the pancake and water went down her throat. She hugged Zhou Li, the girl Ye Chong called a crybaby, and cried hysterically.

Zhou Li remained silent, listening to her crying until Shangguan Hong fainted from exhaustion. Then he gently placed Shangguan Hong on the mat and walked out the door.

The door was locked.

After waking up, Shangguan Hong seemed to sense something and stumbled towards the door. She desperately slapped the tightly sealed door, and the sword that was originally placed aside was also taken away by Zhou Li.

The setting sun was still as blood-red as ever, but by the time Shangguan Hong broke open the doors and windows and staggered to the city wall following the deafening sound, Zhou Li had already knelt in a pool of blood and had lost his breath. The Gentleman's Sword was finally completely shattered.

The sword in Shangguan Hong's heart trembled again.

What happened later was like a series of scenes, just switching, without any process. She was expelled from the capital after writing a blood letter, threw away her official robe and hid in the mountains, and her master accepted her as a disciple. In each scene, the sword was always so inconspicuous and meaningless. She could neither kill the prime minister with the sword nor go back to the past with the sword.

She just held the sword and walked forward numbly until her master, whom she regarded as her second father, spoke to her before he passed away.

"Gongsun swordsmanship was not originally a sword for killing people."

The old man was lying on the bed. In the corner of the wooden house was an eight-sided Han sword. It was the old man's favorite sword and the only two-handed sword passed down in the Gongsun family. He looked at the broken ceiling of the wooden house, as if he was talking to Shangguan Hong, or as if he was talking to himself, and said slowly:
"Auntie Gongsun... is just dancing with a sword. It's beautiful, really beautiful. There is no method to her swordplay. There has never been any method. It's just that it's so beautiful... It's us mortals who want the sword that the poet praised so highly to be passed down, so we use sword techniques to restrain this sword dance. But..."

"This sword has no sword skills from the beginning!"

As if stained with blood, Shangguan Hong looked like a bloody person. Countless scars made her look particularly fragile, but she still held the sword and stood proudly.

Zheng Huanyu gasped, looking in disbelief at the bloody man who looked like he had just walked out of hell.

Is she a monster?
She couldn't hear, see, feel or smell, and she couldn't even control the strength of her sword. She was also injured so many times, how could she still stand?

For some reason, Zheng Huanyu, who always looked like he was sure of victory, was now insecure and began to feel fear. He couldn't understand why her sword could still be wielded and why she could still stand here.

Why?
At this time, the short-winged flying sword operator was exhausted, and the saw blade sword's ankle was cut by a sword, which greatly reduced his combat power. But Shangguan Hong's injuries were even more terrible, and even half of her tendons were cut off, but she was still extremely accurate in every sword.

Gongsun sword technique?

No, it's impossible.

Zheng Huanyu rejected this guess in his heart. Gongsun Swordsmanship is the best in the world with its unparalleled precision. It is impossible to use it when the five senses are suddenly weakened. Moreover, the injuries on her body are extremely terrible. How could she suddenly use Gongsun Swordsmanship?

Will it win?
Forcing down the fear in his heart, Zheng Huanyu said to himself.

will win.

She was just a spent force, unable to perform Gu Ying's swordsmanship, her physical strength and spiritual energy were on the verge of exhaustion, and her five senses were also blocked. Could she still rely on...
Yes, we can win.

Shangguan Hong closed her eyes, and for some reason, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if she was smiling.

Master, no wonder you said that I will only be the descendant of Gongsun in this life.

The Jade Water Sword was slowly drawn out, and the eight-sided Han sword was flowing with an unforgettable dark halo. Shangguan Hong opened her eyes, as if the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady had returned, and she was as beautiful as a blue cloud.

The five senses are weakened, on the verge of death, and the spiritual energy is exhausted.

If not for this, I would probably never know in my life that the Gongsun family's swordsmanship was never really swordsmanship.

In the old days, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who used a sword to move around.

Is for...
Stunning Sword Dance! (End of this chapter)