Sword Among Us

Chapter 417, the King of Soft Weapons

When the six sects and the Ming dynasty were arrogant, a girl wearing a Ming dynasty disciple costume came to Yin Tianzheng without hesitation.

"The phantom of the younger generation, I have seen the prince of the eagle king, this war, the little woman is willing to do the work." The voice is not humble, not so humble, clear and powerful.

The happy three people changed slightly again.

Including the ancient style of ridicule, just after hearing the self-registration number, it reveals the shocking color. It is actually her – the second master of Fengbang, the phantom.

"You?" The white-browed eagle's chest in the chest, but the wounds are not willing to deal with, the eyes look at the petite young phantom, showing the hesitation of color: "Inappropriate, Song Daxia is the first of Wudang Qixia, Renyi Houde You are a junior, not worthy of his shot, you still retreat."

"As the eagle king said, Song Daxia is famous all over the world, and will not be bullied, and certainly will not be shot against an injured old man. Therefore, he also asked Wudang to choose another person to play against me." 'Phantom of the Shadows' reaction quickly Turn to the direction of the Wudang faction to invite.

Slightly frowning, Song Yuanqiao just wanted to speak, but he heard a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "Good! I will welcome you, let the people of your demon convinced!"

Under the eyes of the six martial disciples, Song Qing Shu Qing smacked out from the crowd, "squeaky" and squirted from the air sword, and gracefully fell behind Song Yuanqiao: "Hey, this battle, by the child To do it." During the talk, it was a quick glance at the sect.

Ding Minjun saw Zhou Yiruo's eyes, not without ridicule. "After this war, Wudang sent Song Qingshu, I am afraid to be famous for martial arts." The latter slightly deflected the focus.

Since Song Qingshu has come out, Song Yuanqiao, who knows his child's temper, understands that he wants to show his limelight, and he is not good at the face of the six martial art disciples. He deeply looked at the phantom and the eagle king, nodded, and acquiesced in the ratio of the two. Fight.

"Please enlighten me."

Facing the younger generation of the Wudang faction, the phantom seems to be relieved. As soon as he raises his hand, a purple-red whip shadow tears a shadow from the air, making a crisp '啪' sound, kicking off the duel of the two men. .

"Whip method!"

The ancient style reveals the exhilarating color: "It's a bit interesting."

Happy, indifferent, but a look at each other, the eyes reveal a bit of dignified color.

Phantom.

The second master of Fengbang, the legend and the dream cloud have comparable strength and ingenuity, the other party actually incorporated the plot mission at this time, and successfully changed the trend of the plot, regardless of whether the battle is victory or negative, the phantom All succeeded...

Because of the style of the Wudang faction, it will not easily force people into death, especially under the eyes of the public, and will not kill the enemy. Moreover, before the eagle king had a slap in the hands of the Wudang faction, the Wudang faction is very It is possible to reciprocate and not hurt the people who fight.

However, the appearance of the phantom is to win the time for the healing of the white-browed eagle king, leaving a good feeling in the hearts of the masters of the Ming and Ming dynasty and Zhang Wuji, and the inevitable encounters in Ming dynasty in the future...

This is the light, and the phantom is just around the corner.

"It’s not a shadow." Looking at the two people who are flying in the sand, I feel happy!

Since the appearance of Meng Yun, Blood Clothes, Wild Kill, Lin Biao, Red Dust, Mo Feng, and Medicine Stone, the other ‘after’ of one of the two posters has finally appeared.

And on the bright side of the high-profile, standing on the side of the Ming dynasty, cut into the plot!

Snapped!

Snapped! !

Snapped! ! !

In the battle circle, the phantom shot was taken by the two people who were happy to recognize the traces of the body, the magical body, and the latter is obviously as deep as the magic of the magic, when they fight, they fly like a fly, never There is a slight stagnation, the whip shadow cuts through the sky, when it is fast and slow, when it is light and heavy, it does not give Song Qingshu a close opportunity. Every time, the advantages of the whip long weapon can be maximized, and it happens to use the whip tip. Strong explosive power and amazing lightning speed attack Song Qingshu.

The Wudang swordsmanship practiced by Song Qingshu is defensive, offensive, and very positive. He does not want to fall down on the face, so many times he has to temporarily block the phantom whip and quickly attack while picking up the phantom attack. .

From the surface, Song Qingshu’s defense is not leaking, chasing the phantom, it is completely one-sided suppression...

"This Song Qingshu seems to be also free from the situation. It is very powerful."

The ancient wind couldn't help but feel: "The first time I saw a player who could play the whip so much, it was actually beaten by Song Qingshu. Oh, sure enough, there is no way for the phantom to win."

“No.” The desert suddenly opened, and the face was dignified: “The phantom will win.”

"Ok."

I glanced at her with pleasure and agreed with the indifference.

The ancient wind suddenly disappeared, and I looked at the two people with amazement. I blinked and looked at the field. I whispered for help...

Happy did not blame my own opinion, Shen Sheng explained: "Whip method, unlike the sword method and the palm method of our cultivation, it belongs to a kind of soft weapon. Because the weapon is not fixed, it is very difficult to control, so few people can use it well. However, in fact, its lethality is not inferior to our swordsmanship and knives. Moreover, the defense is not limited, the moves are flexible, and the space is very large. The 'Phantom of Shadows' is obviously a deep whip. ......"

"... can you speak the popular point."

The ancient style was confusing.

Happy to sigh: "You look closely, every time two people face each other, who suffers?"

The ancient wind smelled a gaze at the battlefield, and the phantom sprinted like a fly. Every attack, whip shadow, such as the dragon snake wandering, was a must to attack Song Qingshu, forcing Song Qingshu to block; but Song Qingshu’s swordsman was mostly avoided. Pull out the deep gully from the ground...

The ancient style seems to be somewhat confusing, but it is somewhat confused.

"In fact, every time the block is successful, the internal force attached to the weapon will still invade the Song Qingshu. Don't look at Song Qingshu's now. If the time is long, the accumulated internal injury will be the moment of defeat." The indifferent intervened words came in.

The ancient style is even more confusing: "Can Song Qingshu use the attack moves to fight each other, how can he suffer?"

Happy smile slightly: "This is the benefit of soft weapons."

"what?"

"It means that in the moment when the whip damage broke out, the phantom's internal power damage output went, but Song Qingshu could not feed back to the phantom body through the soft weapon, because the soft weapon is virtual and forceless, even if there is some internal force. Feedback back, the phantom can also be used to resolve."

"This way..." The ancient wind suddenly realized that when he felt great about teaching, Zhou Ruoruo and the extermination teacher also heard the happy remarks, and the latter slowly nodded:

"Qingshu Shaoxia, please come back!"

The extermination division is too listed.

Although Song Qingshu was unwilling, he also knew that it would be even worse if he dragged on. He simply returned to the Wudang faction by stepping through the steps, but he was somewhat ashamed to look at this side.

"Girl, look at your whip, shouldn't it be a disciple?"

"The little girl is a disciple of the ancient tomb."

"It’s ridiculous! Since it’s not a disciple, don’t mix it!”

The extermination teacher turned too tone, toward the Shaolin abbot: "The master of the air, this time we encircle the demon, we all respect your prestige position in the martial arts, unanimously recommend you to give orders to attack the bright top, you are saying Words!"

"There is nothing to say, the magical religion can not leave a living mouth today, except for the evils! Otherwise, his resurgence will be ruined, and it will endanger the rivers and lakes." Kunlun sent He Taichong to open!

"And slow!"

The ‘Zhang Wuji’ that was discovered by the three happy people was finally holding down Xiao Zhao and coming out of the crowd of the six sects...