Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　This is an instinctive sense of fear in the body, completely out of the control of the brain.

　　"I don't believe it!"

　　He clenched the sword in his hand and jumped into the air, his figure turned into a phantom.

　　One after another hundreds of feet, it is not clear whether it is the blade light or the sword light's edge blooming to the extreme in an instant.Ten thousand.

Chapter 81

　　Dugu Yihe looks like a madman.

　　One after another, a hundred-zhang-long edge slashed out from the long sword in his hand.

　　Those extremely splendid horse training collided with the sword shadows in the sky, making a "ping ping pong pong" crash.

　　The sharp sword intent and the sword light collided violently, and the unparalleled energy rose into the night.

　　Broken the dark clouds, chopped the sun.

　　The paths are different, but they are all extremely cold, turning the entire blue sky and daylight into an icy snow field.

　　The faster the two fought, the more afterimages they could see clearly from the very beginning.

　　In the end, only a fleeting edge can be seen.

　　From time to time, a few sword qi fell from the sky and landed on the top of the mountain, causing the top of the mountain to be cut off immediately.

　　If it falls into the river, it is called the river cut off, and it is difficult to restore it.

　　In the buildings on Mount Emei, in the Taoist temple, there was even more mourning, and the houses collapsed.

　　The solemn and solemn Emei School in the past has long lost its peaceful appearance.

　　Zheng!

　　boom!

　　A roar resounded, and the two figures were far apart and landed on the top of the two mountains.

　　Ximen Chuixue's breathing was a little short, but his expression was as calm and calm as ever.

　　The white robe is still like snow, and the sword shadows around him revolve around him.

　　Dugu Yihe looked much more embarrassed.

　　Whether it's a hideous face or a broken robe with bloodstains.

　　Or big and small wounds on the body.

　　Although not fatal, it made him especially uncomfortable.

　　Because he was sure of one thing - something he couldn't believe and didn't want to admit.

　　"Why?" He gritted his teeth, his low, hoarse voice seemed to come from the deepest part of his throat.

　　Ximen Chuixue did not answer.

　　He knew what Dugu Yihe was asking, but he really couldn't give him an accurate answer.

　　Or maybe he doesn't know it himself.

　　Dugu Yihe didn't stop roaring, his voice became louder and louder: "I have been practicing hard for more than [-] years, and I have experienced countless battles of life and death. "

　　"But still can't see the face of Dao!"

　　"Why do you get it?"

　　The last sentence, he almost shouted out.

　　His eyes widened, staring at Ximen Chuixue.

　　But Ximen Chuixue failed to see his own shadow in Dugu Yihe's eyes.

　　Dugu Yihe was not questioning Ximen Chuixue.

　　He was asking himself more.

　　Or, he was complaining about the world, complaining about things that made no sense to him.

　　It really doesn't make sense.

　　But there are too many things in this world that will never happen the way people expect.

　　Ximen Chuixue looked at Dugu Yihe, who was now quite sluggish, and had a faint feeling of pity for each other.

　　I was as confused as he was.

　　I can't understand why Zhu Hao has such a swordsmanship.

　　Obviously he is so young, and his cultivation time is less than a fraction of his time.

　　But in terms of strength, it far surpassed him.

　　And the most important thing is Zhu Hao's inattentiveness.

　　Whether it's kendo or martial arts.

　　Zhu Hao has never shown the "idiot" that a genius should have!

　　Moreover, his theory runs counter to Ximen Chuixue's lifelong pursuit.

　　But he is just so strong!

　　Unreasonably strong!

　　If you have to pursue the reason why Zhu Hao is strong, I am afraid that Ximen Chuixue will only be able to dimly and silently disappear into the water of the lake.

　　Simply, at the last moment he figured it out.

　　Martial arts are his own and have nothing to do with others.

　　It is better to spend more energy and be fearless in one's own practice instead of going to the bottom of the root to find out why others are powerful.

　　After all, even the strongest person can't help you when it comes to "comprehension".

　　Dugu Yihe is undoubtedly a genius.

　　He led a teacher to study art and entered Emei.

　　With its own domineering and wild swordsmanship, it is integrated into the graceful and elegant Emei swordsmanship.

　　Finally, he created a unique technique that belongs to him alone - the sword and sword double kill seven seven forty-nine styles!

　　The power of this martial art is very strong, which can be seen from the fact that he has been able to fight with Ximen Chuixue's kendo for so long.

　　Dugu Yihe has made great achievements in both swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

　　But he obviously didn't realize, what is the real Tao?

　　Is it martial arts?

　　Is it a practice?

　　neither!

　　All these things that can be described are not Tao.

　　What can be spoken is naturally not the Tao.

　　The first sentence of the general outline of Daojing has a saying: Dao can be Dao, but it is very Dao.

　　This is the truth.

　　Dugu Yihe is too smart. Once a smart person gets into the horns, it is a very scary thing.

　　Now, it was his turn to taste the terrible results himself.

　　Ximen Chuixue looked at Dugu Yihe and suddenly said, "My lord!"

　　The sound is very light, and it is very easy to be blown away by the wind blowing on the top of the mountain.

　　But it fell very clearly in the ears of Dugu Yihe.

　　He shuddered and looked up in disbelief.

　　"What did you say?"

　　"I got the Dao because of the Lord!"

　　"Your lord?" Dugu Yihe frowned and raised his head abruptly: "Are you talking about the ninth prince of the imperial court?"

　　"Ok!"

　　Dugu Yihe was stunned, his mind was a mess, and his palms clenched unconsciously.

　　He gritted his teeth sharply and said, "Impossible! How old is the ninth prince of the imperial court?"

　　"Such a young hairy child, even if he starts to cultivate from his mother's womb, what skills can he have!"

　　"I see, you must have made up such a lie in order to trick me into surrendering to the imperial court!"

　　"Hehe, hahaha..." He suddenly burst into laughter, like the madness of a late-twilight person: "Everyone says that Ximen Chuixue never lies, but now it seems that it's all bullshit! It's all..."

　　Ximen Chuixue looked at him calmly without refuting.

　　Until he gradually quieted down, bloodshot in his eyes.

　　Cai said lightly: "The reason why I tell you this is that I don't want you to die too embarrassed!"

　　"Life is sacred, and so should death!"

　 　"As for surrender... the moment you draw your sword, you have lost this opportunity forever!"

　　When the words fell, he raised his hand again.

　　There is no sword in his hand, but there is a sword beam a hundred feet from the sky, and it slashes down from the sky with a fierce momentum.

　　Dugu Yihe's face was ashen as he stared blankly at the sword light in front of him getting closer.

　　The breath of death came.

　　He suddenly believed everything Ximen Chuixue said, and wanted to speak, but couldn't make any sound!

　　On the contrary, a violent wind poured into his mouth.