My son A Fei has the appearance of a sword master

Chapter 133

Guo Songyang's style is completely different from Hu Bugui's, and his sword moves are also extremely simple.

Unlike Jing Wuming, whose back moves were endless and varied, his back moves were not that rich.

But his simple move already contained many changes.

This kind of swordsmanship is often difficult to dodge, and the only choice is to fight him head-on.

Then he used force to suppress others, which can be said to be the eight words "use one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses" to the extreme.

Songyang Iron Sword is a big sword, and Guo Songyang's swordsmanship is also powerful and heavy, so Hu Bugui is not his opponent and ranks behind him.

Because Hu Bugui's dodge-oriented style happened to be restrained by him.

The same was true for Jing Wuming at this time. Facing Guo Songyang's seemingly simple slash, he suddenly felt that it was inevitable and unbreakable.

Therefore, he neither dodges nor parries, nor resists, but chooses to fight attack with attack.

"Qiang...chichichichi..."

The Bone Poison Sword collided head-on with the Songyang Iron Sword. In the sound of gold and iron clashing, the broken sword energy turned into a violent surge and spread in all directions.

The ground where the snow had been swept away seemed to have been cut by countless sharp blades, with traces emerging out of thin air.

Even if the atrium of Renyi Villa is big enough, and even if the martial arts heroes onlookers are far enough away, they still feel the tingling pain on their skin, and they all retreat in horror.

Feeling the majestic power coming from the sword, Guo Songyang couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

He really couldn't understand why Jing Wuming, who was only 15 years old, had such profound skills.

"boom"

The two of them spontaneously exploded with internal force, intending to shake each other away, but the result was that both sides slid backwards at the same time.

Although the snow on the ground has been swept aside, the ground is still very slippery, so the two of them slipped more than ten feet.

What made Guo Songyang's expression change again was that Jing Wuming was not only fast with his sword, but also had extremely fast recuperation speed.

Even with his own skill, it would take two breaths to refill the meridians that had become empty after the explosion.

But after Jing Wuming stopped, he only paused for a moment before turning into a phantom again and rushing forward.

For masters at their level, they can do many things in one breath.

The two sides were now more than twenty feet apart. When he regained his breath, Jing Wuming's sword was already in front of him.

And in the process of charging forward, Jing Wuming had regained the cold and biting sword intent, and the sword was also condensed with abundant sword energy.

Guo Songyang could no longer gather momentum this time, so he had to forcefully raise his energy to meet him.

One is powerful and full of energy, while the other is forcefully raising the energy and responding hastily. The contrast between the advantages and disadvantages is naturally very obvious.

"Chong"

Another head-to-head collision without any fancy, this time Jing Wuming stood firm and still, but Guo Songyang almost flew back.

In order not to turn into a gourd rolling on the ground, he forcibly stabilized his body, turned the Songyang Iron Sword upside down, and stabbed the sword into the ground.

"Swish"

Guo Songyang cut a sword mark five to six feet long on the ground in a half-crouching position, and finally stopped.

"puff"

However, the moment he stopped, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries.

Jing Wuming returned the sword to its sheath, calmly said "acceptance", then turned around and walked back to his original position, looked at the others and said, "Who will teach me next?"

At this time, the few remaining people looked solemn.

Two games with completely different styles showed them that Jing Wuming had almost no shortcomings.

Whether it is swordsmanship, sword power, sword intention, or basic skills, he has reached the level of the top masters in the world.

As expected, there is no favoritism in the Sword God's martial arts evaluation list. Jing Wuming is indeed qualified to be ranked in that position.

Li Tianxin flashed and appeared next to Guo Songyang who stood up.

He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a brown elixir, handed it to Guo Songyang and said, "The small Huan Dan can cure internal injuries."

Guo Songyang silently returned the sword to its sheath, said "Thank you", took the elixir and drank it. He went to the side to meditate to heal his wounds. Li Tianxin flashed again and returned to the corridor.

Li Tianxin's movement skills were eye-opening to all the martial arts heroes present.

In their eyes, Li Tianxin was no different than shrinking into an inch. Facing such speed of movement, they had no chance to react.

Many people who had never seen the Nanzhang County counter-rebellion scene with their own eyes and had always had doubts about Li Tianxin's killing of [-] rebels in one battle now truly believed it.

Because with the physical skills that Li Tianxin showed, let alone ordinary people, even they were no different from a wooden stake. He could kill as much as he wanted.

After a moment of silence in the field, "Sweeping Thousands of Armies" Zhuge Gang sighed and said: "The deadly swordsman is worthy of his reputation, and his ranking of thirteen on the martial arts evaluation list is worthy of his reputation."

"Bai Xiaosheng ranks little brother Jing at the tenth position in the weapon spectrum. It is really a huge underestimate. I believe that I am no match for little brother. This challenge is no longer necessary, so I will take my leave."

Zhuge Gang hugged Jing Wuming and Li Tianxin, then walked directly to the outside of the villa with his diamond iron crutch.

There was a hint of admiration in Shen Lang's eyes, and he smiled at Li Tianxin and said, "Having self-awareness is not necessarily a hero. Knowing that you can't do something but doing it doesn't necessarily mean you are a hero."

He did not deliberately lower his voice when he said this. Lu Fengxian and others who were sitting on the side looked relieved after hearing this.

Lu Fengxian suddenly thrust the painted halberd in his hand into the ground, then shouted loudly, used all his strength, and punched the head of the painted halberd.

"pong"

There was a crisp sound, and the halberd head was split into pieces by his punch. Then he turned his fist into a palm, used his palm as a knife, and slashed towards the painted halberd pole.

"click"

There was another crisp sound, and the halberd pole was broken into two sections.

After doing this, Lu Feng looked at Jing Wuming and said solemnly: "From today on, there will be no more Silver Halberd Wenhou in the world, but one day, I will come back."

After saying that, he hugged his fists and turned to leave.

Li Tianxin was dumbfounded and laughed.

In the original plot, Lu Fengxian was regarded as a great shame and humiliation by Fang Tian because his painted halberd was ranked behind the Tianji Stick, the Dragon and Phoenix Ring, Xiao Li's Flying Sword, and the Songyang Iron Sword.

Lu Fengxian was so proud that he couldn't bear to be inferior to others with his weapons.

But he also knew that Bai Xiaosheng would never be wrong, so he destroyed his silver halberd, practiced hard for ten years, and mastered another more terrifying martial arts.

He trained his right hand to be as hard and sharp as steel, and wanted to use this hand to compete with those ranked above him.

Now that his ranking is too low, he also knows that there are indeed many people in the world who are stronger than him, so the impact he has received is not that great, so his silver halberd has not been destroyed yet.

But after watching two battles today, I found that I was indeed worse than a 15-year-old boy, so I was so angry that I still followed the old path.

Of course, this anger was directed at himself, not others.After practicing hard for more than 15 years, he is still not as good as a [-]-year-old boy. Hasn't his martial arts skills over the years been trained on dogs?

Following Zhuge Gang and Lu Fengxian, "Snake Whip" Ximen Rou left.

"Green Devil's Hand" Yi Wen did not leave. Although he knew very well that his martial arts was not as good as Guo Songyang, Hu Bugui, and Jing Wuming, he never relied on martial arts to roam the world.

There are seven poisons in the martial arts world, the most poisonous being the green demon hand.

In terms of poisoning methods, Yi Lai's flattery can't keep up with the Five Poison Boys.

But even if the Five Poison Boy takes out his most poisonous poison, he dare not say that it can poison the hands of the green devil.

So Yi Lai stepped forward, and the hands that had been covered in his sleeves were revealed.

I saw a pair of dark blue iron gloves on his hands. The shape was ugly and clumsy, but its color made one's hair stand on end at first sight.

That is the Green Demon Hand that makes people in the world both disgusted and frightened. Yi Lai mined gold and iron, tempered it with hundreds of poisons, and forged it for seven years before it was completed. It can be said to be one of the most domineering weapons in the martial arts world.

Yiwei stood eight feet away from Jing Wuming. This was the most suitable distance he came up with after calculating Jing Wuming's movement speed.

At this distance, he could guarantee that Jing Wuming's sword had already been poisoned by the green devil's hand before it was handed to him.

He raised his hands and said in a deep voice: "The Green Devil's men never survive, little brother Jing, please be careful."

Jing Wuming nodded and said, "I know, so I won't show mercy to you."

As he spoke, his left hand grasped the hilt of the sword again, with the same posture as before, without any change.

Only Li Tianxin, Shen Lang and others in the field could see that the posture that seemed to be the same as before was actually quite different.

The difference is not in the posture, but in the sword posture and sword intention.

Yi Lai also put on his posture and focused all his attention on Jing Wuming.

"Chong"

The moment he heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed, Yi Lai had already pushed out his palms.

A ray of green light shot out from the green demon's hand, and with a "pop" sound, the ray of green light turned into a green mist, covering the area in front of him.

If Jing Wuming wanted to reach Yi Lai, he would have to pass through that layer of green mist.

However, when he passed through the green mist and reached Yi Lai, he must already be a corpse. This is the terrifying thing about the green devil's hand.

Facing this Qingwu, no matter how high the master is, they can only choose to retreat, change directions, and then look for opportunities to attack.

This green mist is the most poisonous thing in the world, even Fairy Yunmeng's "Sky Cloud Five Flower Cotton" is far inferior.

But Yi Lai himself was not afraid of this deadly poison, so he could take the initiative to enter the poisonous mist and make himself invincible.

The faces of the martial arts heroes who were watching changed greatly, and they all retreated, not daring to be contaminated by the poisonous mist.

Li Tianxin frowned and waved his hand to create a wave of energy from bottom to top. The green poisonous mist was immediately carried by the energy and flew towards the sky.

This poisonous mist was originally Yi Lai's method. Li Tianxin should not have taken action during the competition, otherwise it would have violated the rules of fairness and justice.

But he had no problem taking action at this time, because the competition was over, and it was over when the sound of weapons being unsheathed was heard.

When Yi Lai hit Qing Wu, Jing Wuming had appeared behind him, and Du Wu was relieved of his loneliness.

At this moment, Yi Cun's face was filled with fear. He had never seen such a fast sword in his life.

Originally, Jing Wuming's speed that he had calculated before would never be able to reach him before he shot out the poisonous mist. He would have to pass through the poisonous mist before he could reach him.

But he never dreamed that Jing Wuming's sword would be so fast.

Almost as soon as he raised his hand, he felt a chill on the side of his neck. When the poisonous mist shot out, Jing Wuming had already sheathed his sword behind him.

The pupils of Guo Songyang, Hu Bugui, and Taoist Yuxiao who had not left all shrank sharply.

Just now... he still had some energy left and did not go all out.

Is the gap between them really that big?
Hu Bugui just smiled bitterly, but Guo Songyang's face looked a little ugly.

At this moment, thinking back to his words asking Li Tianxin for advice, it seemed so ridiculous.

Every muscle on Yiwei's face spasmed, blood spurted from his neck, and he fell down with eyes wide open, refusing to rest in silence.

"Now, it's just you."

Facing Jing Wuming's calm gaze, Taoist Yuxiao said bitterly: "Little brother, I'm joking. After seeing your peerless swordsmanship, how can I, a poor Taoist, be qualified to challenge you?"

Jing Wuming looked at him unmoved and said: "No matter whether you are qualified or not, you will die today. Maybe you can still have a chance if you take action. If you don't take action, you will only die."

Taoist Yuxiao's expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "Little brother, what do you mean by this?"

The onlookers were also puzzled. This Yuxiao Taoist had always lived in the East China Sea and rarely traveled inland.

If Bai Xiaosheng hadn't ranked him on the list of weapons, many of them wouldn't even know this person.

But at this time, Jing Wuming meant to kill him as soon as he opened his mouth, which made them confused.

Li Tianxin on the side said Shiran: "You should really be confused. As one of the four great kings of the Demon Sect, Panchabana, the 'King of Love', you have always hidden yourself very well, with almost no flaws."

"It's a pity that you don't understand after all. Today's Renyi Villa is no longer the former Renyi Villa. No matter how deep you hide, you can't escape Renyi Villa's intelligence network."

Hearing Li Tianxin's words, the onlookers were in an uproar, but Taoist Yuxiao's face turned pale.

Seeing his expression, the heroes naturally understood that this was true. If the majestic sword god wanted to kill someone, it was just a matter of one sword strike. There was no need to frame others in this way.

Just listen to Li Tianxin continue: "Originally, you were nesting in your old nest in the East China Sea. Our master and apprentice did not have time to trouble you in a short period of time."

"But if you don't take the road to heaven, you will have to throw yourself into hell without a door. Since you came to the door yourself, I can't let you down."

Taoist Yuxiao really didn't have the courage to face Li Tianxin. Even his 15-year-old apprentice was already so terrifying. After all, Li Tianxin, the sword god, was not in vain.

So he turned around and used his Qing Kung Fu to fly up onto the roof and fly away.

Jing Wuming did not stop him. Everyone looked at Li Tianxin and saw him slowly extending his sword finger and pointing it at Guo Songyang.

"Chong"

The Songyang Iron Sword actually unsheathed itself and flew in the direction where Taoist Yuxiao escaped.

"what……"

Everyone only heard a scream from Taoist Yuxiao coming from outside, and the next moment the Songyang Iron Sword flew back and was inserted back into its scabbard.

Guo Songyang stayed on the spot, and the courtyard was completely boiling. The martial arts heroes were almost crazy with excitement, and the eyes they looked at Li Tianxin were even more fanatical.

"The flying sword takes the head. This is the legendary flying sword taking the head."

"This is definitely not a method that a mortal can master. Is it possible that Li Jianshen is no longer a mortal?"

"To see such a magical skill in my life, I will die without regrets, die without regrets, hahahaha..."

(End of this chapter)