Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1325 The Principle of Ice Soul
  The confused Tianming looked at everything blankly.

He didn't know how he dodged the sword just now, didn't know how he launched the counterattack just now, and even now he didn't know how to dodge the opponent's new round of attacks.

Although he is alive, he is still dead. I don’t know why he was born, and I don’t know why he died.

However, when the Shengxie Sword Qi approached his body, the overload reaction reappeared accurately. His heartbeat accelerated, his body temperature rose, his head overheated, his breathing became rapid... and so on.

Tianming waved the non-attack in his hand as if unconsciously, but he hit the weak point of the Shengxie Sword just right, easily resolving the imminent crisis. At the same time, the black and white ink sword energy quietly appeared around him, accompanied by a very strange sound. The attacking sword force moved around, flowing gracefully, like a thunderous roar, attacking the Master of Shengxie Sword.

"what!"

The sudden change and the unexpected counterattack shocked him so much that he couldn't help himself and shouted out loud.

But after all, he was an assassin-type master who was good at light skills, and he still nimbly dodged Tianming's attack.

As soon as the crisis was over, Tianming's overload immediately subsided, his feet touched the ground, and his brain deteriorated again.

However, the successive unconscious operations were not all fruitless for Tianming. He looked at the non-attack in his hand and felt inexplicably familiar - not familiar with the weapon itself, but familiar with how to use the weapon.

After Tianming came back to his senses, he swung his sword and rushed towards the master of Shengxie Sword again. Then the two of them actually fought together for a while, it was a bit difficult to tell the difference, and this time Tianming was no longer in a situation where he didn't know anything. In this state, his consciousness is very clear. It should even be said that he is sober as never before. He is sober and even a little excited.

And what he uses to fight the enemy is not some inexplicable and profound swordsmanship, but the sword-fighting technique that Chef Ding has strictly trained on him during this period. Although the training is very strict, the target is a mud that cannot be lifted, so Tianming still I know only Gong, Ma, Chop, these four basic techniques.

This kind of basic sword technique, when used with a sword, can basically be said to be unsightly. Although Tian Ming performed very well and became more and more excited as he fought, he actually did not put any pressure on his opponent.

The stalemate between the two was more because the master of Shengxie Sword was a little confused for a moment, similar to the old master who suddenly saw random fists. In addition, Tianming's reflexes at this time were indeed amazing, and he could deal with almost all enemies with ease. s attack.

However, after Sheng Xie regains consciousness, Tian Ming's crude sword skills will no longer pose the slightest threat to him. By then, Tian Ming will be in an absolutely dangerous situation... However, the premise of all this is that he only has Tian Ming. an enemy.

After the two had a few simple exchanges, Shao Yu returned to the battlefield again and resolutely joined in, joining forces with Tian Ming two against one.

One of the two was in good condition, thinking clearly, and the other was born with supernatural power, rough skin and thick flesh. In addition, they had a tacit understanding, and they cooperated somewhat, and they actually temporarily held back the master of Shengxie Sword.

Xiao Hei was watching eagerly from the side, and obviously wanted to take action. Unfortunately, due to his size, it was easy to accidentally injure friendly troops when he got involved, so he had no choice but to hide aside, always ready to take action.

But it has basically no chance of taking action.

After recovering from the initial confusion and panic, the Shengxie Sword Master had regained his rhythm, and he had a clear idea of ​​the true and falsehoods of Shao Yu Tianming's duo.

One thing he had to admit was that he did underestimate these young boys.

A man with natural power, proficient in fists and kicks, and a good grasp of timing. He can always seize the opportunity. He can be said to be the best among his peers.

The other one is even more evil. He is full of zhenqi inexplicably, and his swordsmanship is lousy, but his reflexes are like those of a top swordsman who has experienced hundreds of battles.

And the little girl at the end... The special zhenqi fluctuations from before always made the master of Shengxie Sword very concerned. Just when he was trying to get rid of these two brats, the chill that had just passed away suddenly came to mind again, and the sense of crisis that came with it was far greater than before.

Stimulated by the urgent sense of crisis in his heart, the master of the Shengxie Sword who had no time to care about him was too lazy to look for the source of the danger, and directly chose the most straightforward and effective way to deal with it-dodge! Flash far away!

Everyone is practicing martial arts, who can launch a large-scale ground-washing attack?
  Anyway, what I am best at is Qinggong Shenfa. When encountering danger, the best solution is to run away.

It should be said that his way of coping was completely fine. The only problem was that it was too late!
  He was known for his speed, but this time he was just a moment slower.

In other words, I was forced to slow down for a moment.

Just when the master of Shengxie Sword deflected the non-attack, dodged Shao Yu's whip leg, and was about to run away with his luck, a bleak sound suddenly sounded. The sound was as clear as a bell, and it actually sounded ordinary. It's nothing surprising, but it's inexplicably confusing and captivating, making the master of the Shengxie Sword Master's luck stagnant and a step slower at this most critical moment.

Immediately afterwards, a straight blue sword that was as ice-like as jade, exuding a faint cold air, as thin as cicada wings, and as bright as ice flakes, penetrated from his left shoulder, from back to front - now the left and right hands were symmetrical. .

Behind him, Shi Lan was holding this small and exquisite straight sword.

In fact, the master of the Shengxie Sword had reacted very quickly. Shi Lan's sword was originally aimed at his heart, but he had to dodge at the last moment before it moved to the shoulder.

But even so, the damage to him was severe enough.

The master of the Shengxie Sword was surprised and shocked and turned to look at Shi Lan.

He didn't understand where the sword suddenly appeared from, it was clearly not there just now, and he didn't understand where the sound that affected his mind just now came from.

But after walking around the world for many years and still safe and sound, he at least understood one thing - he had to escape, and he had to escape as quickly as possible!

Although he is now unable to use both arms and his body balance has been greatly affected, as an assassin-type master known for his speed, it is still very easy to get rid of these three young boys who may not even be able to use Qinggong... ...This is what Sword Master Shengxie thought before he couldn't hold back his anger.

However, when he planned to improve his luck and leave here, one after another cold air began to flow out of his body, making people feel that his soul was almost frozen, and it was an indestructible extreme cold air.

Affected by the cold air, his Qi speed reached a record low, almost to the point of being unable to mobilize. What was even worse was that not only his Qi, but also his body began to gradually become stagnant and stiff.

He exhausted all his strength and finally struggled to take two steps forward, letting the Ice Soul Sword leave his body. This move successfully stopped the cold from spreading in his body, but it was already too late. , everything that should be frozen has been frozen.

"How can it be……"

Reluctantly twisting his neck and looking at Shi Lan, the initiator of everything, through the bamboo hat, the Sword Master Shengxie left these last words - maybe he wanted to say something else, but he couldn't open his mouth anymore.

　Sorry, it's so late. I still have the same old problem, a bad gastrointestinal problem.

　　I hope you can forgive me.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)