From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 66 The method of vertical sword, can be cowardly or reckless (please collect and recommend)
It has been nearly 20 years since I realized the sword energy, and it has been more than ten years since I advanced to the Xiantian realm.

Over the years, Zhang Wuji has been thinking about how a sword repairer should fight.

Originally, he was more inclined to be tough and aggressive, to slash his sword energy in the shortest possible time, and to unleash his strongest attack power.

This style of play is cool, but it is easy to die suddenly. If you can't kill the enemy, you may be the one who will die by then.

Especially as everyone's cultivation level is getting higher and higher, monks' methods have begun to diversify, and the flaws in this style of play are also getting bigger and bigger.

Not to mention anything else, if someone has a death talisman, and you use up all your strength with a single sword, and it turns out to be a death talisman, wouldn't it be a lonely cut?
And since refining the flying sword, Zhang Wuji suddenly discovered that there is actually another fighting method that is more suitable for sword repair.

Zhang Wuji called him the method of vertical sword, but in fact it is simply You Dou.

The advantages of sword repair are high attack and fast speed, but the disadvantages are also obvious, low defense and not durable enough.

This is very similar to those assassins in Zhang Wuji's previous games.

However, there is a difference between a swordsman and an assassin.

Because the attack distance of assassins is too short, they pay attention to stealth and close quarters, and then they can kill with one blow and flee thousands of miles away. This is dancing on the tip of a knife.

Especially in the current world of cultivating immortals, after the establishment of the foundation, the monks all have the method of divine consciousness, and it is undoubtedly a dream for an assassin to get close without making a sound.

A sword cultivator is much stronger in this regard, especially after controlling the flying sword, because he can hit farther away.

Long-distance strike represents the control of the initiative, and there is no need to go up and desperately desperately.

Fight if you can beat it, if you can't beat it, just look for a chance to run.

At worst, after running away, find a chance to come back and continue playing.

This is the so-called vertical sword in Zhang Wuji's conception.

Of course, Zongjian doesn't mean you have to fight cowardly. What sword cultivators pay attention to is explosion, and if you keep coaxing, you will kill yourself.

This is a test of eyesight and control. You must be cowardly when you should be cowardly, but when you are reckless, you must also be able to seize the opportunity to rush up and end the battle with one blow.

It can be summed up in four words, combined with recklessness.

And today, the first battle with Buddhism is the best battlefield for Zhang Wuji to experiment with his sword-handling skills.

Seeing that the Buddhist battle formation was about to close, Zhang Wuji flicked his big sleeve, and the flying sword turned into a white shadow and galloped out, aiming at Huixin's eyebrows.

"Amitabha!" Hui Xin folded his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.

With the exit of the Buddha's name, his whole body was quickly wrapped in a layer of golden Buddha light, which looked even more golden than the other eleven arhats.

"Ding!" Feijian slashed between Huixin's eyebrows, but there was only a sound of metal and iron clanging, which could not penetrate that layer of Buddha's light at all.

Zhang Wuji had expected this for a long time, and his attack was mainly based on probing.

After discovering that the defense of Huixin Buddha Light was not so easy to break through, Zhang Wuji had a thought.

Control the Qiankun sword energy, and then use the Qiankun sword energy to control the flying sword to stab a golden arhat on the left with a sudden shake.

This guy is the closest to Zhang Wuji, and he is also the most critical person in the Buddhist battle formation.

"Dang!" The arhat swung his fist and collided with the flying sword.

Feijian was punched back, and the Arhat also retreated three steps.

Zhang Wuji raised his eyebrows, this was the first guy who dared to block his sword energy with his body since his sword energy came out through his body.

Fomen really has something.

With a thought in Zhang Wuji's mind, the sword energy above the flying sword suddenly surged, and the white light flashed and shot directly at the arhat again.

"Let's start!" At this moment, an old monk in the center of the battle suddenly shouted.

As he said these words, the eleven golden arhats and Huixin's Buddha's light suddenly prevailed, and the phantom of the golden Buddha that was originally above everyone's heads quickly solidified.

Zhang Wuji only felt a blur in front of his eyes, whether it was Huixin or those old monks and arhats, all disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a huge Buddha with a height of more than three feet.

"It's still a phantom formation!" Zhang Wuji was completely aroused at this moment.

"Boom!" The Buddha bowed his legs slightly and stomped on the ground.

His huge body almost turned into a golden afterimage, and he punched Zhang Wuji with an unparalleled force.

"What a speed!" Zhang Wuji activated his sword energy, his figure flickered, and he dodged far away.

Since many years ago, he has discovered another wonderful use of sword energy, which is to bless his own speed.

This speed is not only the speed of the sword, but also the more important running speed.

With the blessing of sword energy, his speed can almost catch up with Wei Yixiao, and there is really no innate master in the world who can surpass him in speed.

Of course, an old Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain must be excluded.

Even though the Buddha's speed was extremely fast, it was still a bit slower than Zhang Wuji.

"Chi!" After avoiding the blow from the Buddha, Zhang Wuji's flying sword had already been launched, and the speed was also extremely fast, and the sword energy on it was swallowed up, and the attack power of the flying sword he sent out was ten times higher than that of the flying sword he used to test before.

The Buddha didn't block or evade, he let the flying sword slash on his head, cutting off half of his head.

But with a big scar on his head, this guy didn't even move his eyelids.

The Buddha's light surged in the back of his head, and he quickly completed his head again. At the same time, he bowed again, jumped up loudly, and punched Zhang Wuji again.

Zhang Wuji dodged again, but this time he didn't hit the flying sword again, but let the flying sword wrap around him.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help curling up slightly.

Sure enough, Buddhism has become more and more difficult to deal with.

I am making progress, and I have developed the technique of flying swords, and others are also making progress.

Apparently, the so-called Eighteen Arhats Formation, where they buy dog ​​meat with sheep's tricks, was tailor-made for him.

This Buddha is not afraid of pain.

The whole body is condensed by Buddha light.

Without a real body, you are not afraid of being cut by a sword.

This place is a phantom array, unable to leave.

What the bald donkeys are beating is to trap him here, and use this big Buddha to consume their own ideas.

"Since this is the case, then I really have to come up with some means!"

At the same time as the Buddha charged again, Zhang Wuji's thoughts moved slightly, and the flying sword galloped out.

At the same time, he also charged towards the Buddha with a black iron sword in his hand.

At the moment when he was about to collide with the Buddha, Zhang Wuji suddenly lowered his body, the black iron sword in his hand soared, and struck the Buddha's left leg with his sword.

Almost at the same moment, the flying sword came out from another direction and chopped at the same place outside the Buddha's left leg.

The two sword qi crossed, and one of the Buddha's thighs was cut off and fell to the ground.

The Buddha's body shook violently and was about to lose his balance, but he also reacted very quickly. He quickly supported the ground with both hands, and kicked Zhang Wuji fiercely with the other foot.

Zhang Wuji swayed, leaning inward to avoid the kick, and at the same time got into the arms of the Buddha.

At the same time, the black iron sword in his hand and the flying sword flying in the distance blew at the same time. The light of the sword covered the sky and the sun, and the sword energy whizzed vertically and horizontally, like two long dragons of sword energy, one inside and one outside, piercing the Buddha's chest in an instant. Right through a hole.

(End of this chapter)