Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 193 The Sword

Accompanied by this clanging sound, Li Yunsheng slashed towards Zhou Bozhong with his sword.

Just like the name of this style, he only felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to have the potential to flood the river with a hundred rivers.

But before the thought dissipated from his mind, a cool breeze slid past his ears, followed by the inexplicable hair on his body, and a killing intent that made his heart palpitate from. The bees swarmed in front of him.

Li Yunsheng only felt that the scene in front of him seemed to slow down for a moment. He saw Zhou Bozhong, who was about to be hit by amber in his hand, but his eyes were sharp and his body was short. Then, like a fierce tiger, it broke free from the shackles of his sword, then passed under his long sword, and finally stabbed himself in the throat with the bamboo pole in his hand.

At this moment, he had a very real illusion – my life is over.

However, the bamboo pole in Zhou Bozhong’s hand stopped a few inches from Li Yunsheng’s throat.

Of course he wouldn’t really hurt Li Yunsheng.

Li Yunsheng stared solemnly at the old man in front of him while trying to calm his beating heart.

He didn’t expect that Zhou Bozhong, who normally looked like an old urchin in his eyes, had just given him an unprecedented impact with his bland sword.

In Li Yunsheng’s previous understanding, the formidable power of sword technique is nothing more than that, depending on the strength of using sword art to stimulate the true essence of the practitioner, and the practitioner’s response to those subtle sword moves. Flexible deployment.

But the old man in front of him has no swordsmanship and no true essence.

But his “sword” seems to have a soul, Li Yunsheng can even feel the emotions in his “sword”, like a living person.

“His sword is alive.”

Li Yunsheng suddenly had such a strange thought in his heart.

He suddenly understood the deep meaning of Zhou Bozhong’s sentence “The sword is the will of the cultivator”.

Just as Li Yunsheng stared at Zhou Bozhong with a shocked expression, Zhou Bozhong also showed the same solemn look on his face, and he also stared at Li Yunsheng with pursed lips.

Although he just broke the First Style of Li Yunsheng Autum Water sword art, there was no complacent look on his face.

oh la la…

The bamboo forest behind Zhou Bozhong suddenly made a sound of oh la la, and I saw a large piece of bamboo neatly cut off and fell down.

Obviously this is thanks to the sword that Li Yunsheng just made.

Zhou Bozhong looked back at the bamboo forest, then turned his head and looked towards Li Yunsheng.

“Who taught you?”

he asked.

“No one taught me, I learned it myself.”

Li Yunsheng shook the head.

“Isn’t that what Autum Water sword art is used for?”

He wondered.

“It’s not what you use for ordinary people.”

Sun Wumou came over with a wry smile on his face.

“The first three moves of the Autum Water sword art are to guide the Disciple to control the situation, but this situation is the imposing manner of the sword move press forward.”

He continued.

“So I practiced wrong?”

Li Yunsheng wondered.

“Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand Old Sun.”

Zhou Bozhong pulled Li Yunsheng to him.

“You’re right, they practiced it wrong. This Autum Water sword art has always taught us to take advantage of this world. What’s the imposing manner of press forward? It’s just those idiots. It’s just a misunderstanding.”

He patted Li Yunsheng’s shoulder with joy, and looked at Li Yunsheng as if he had discovered something rare. Sweep away.

“Since the practice is wrong, why not change it? Those Martial Uncle masters in the Vermilion Bird Pavilion should not be ignorant.”

Zhou Bozhong’s answer made Li Yunsheng more puzzled.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense.”

Qian Chaosheng rolled his eyes at Zhou Bozhong and stepped forward.

“Autum Water sword art is a sword art that has existed since our Autumn Water Sect was created. The original Autum Water sword art has only three styles, but because these three styles are too obscure, for common disciple Like a mountain standing upright, some elders in the door spent hundreds of years in order to allow common disciples to practice, and changed these three types of sword art into ten types. How can ordinary Disciple be able to comprehend the sword as soon as it comes up? You can only do it slowly, one step at a time, and when you become proficient in your practice, some Disciples will naturally be able to comprehend the sword stance step by step.”

He explained in great detail.

In fact, these are just common sense. If Li Yunsheng was the Disciple of Vermilion Bird Pavilion, he would have known it long ago.

However, in Qian Chaosheng’s words, Li Yunsheng made Li Yunsheng understand that he probably skipped the step by step process, which is why Zhou Bozhong was so surprised.

“You don’t need to explain it to me, I will naturally tell him these words.”

Just as Li Yunsheng was thinking about this, Zhou Bozhong suddenly hugged Li Yunsheng. Yunsheng’s shoulders, like a hen protecting her chicks, protected Li Yunsheng in front of him, as if he was afraid of being robbed by someone.

“disciple? You have the temperament of three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. Don’t teach a good seedling bad.”

Qian Chao was angry and said with a smile.

“You don’t need to worry about it!”

Zhou Bozhong put his arms around Li Yunsheng’s shoulders and said.

“You guys are all gone, let’s go, just have me here. This kid has a good perception, but the foundation is too bad, and it has to cost me a lot of words.”

He waved at Qian Chaosheng and them.

For Zhou Bozhong, his mood at this time is like a carpenter who has picked up a good piece of wood, which he doesn’t want anyone to want.

“Let’s go, let’s go back to the bar.”

Sun Wumou patted Qian Chaosheng’s shoulder. Although Qian Chaosheng hesitated, he finally smiled wryly and called the head, and followed Sun Wumou left.

Because of Zhou Bozhong’s strike just now, Li Yunsheng’s attitude towards Zhou Bozhong has changed greatly. Hearing him say that he is willing to teach himself, he naturally can’t ask for it.

“Elder Zhou, why is your sword just different from other Sword Art I’ve seen before?”

Li Yunsheng asked.

“This is not in a hurry, not in a hurry.”

Zhou Bozhong waved his hand.

“Can you do the same Autum Water sword art First Style again?”

He asked.

“Yes.”

Although he was a little confused, Li Yunsheng was nodded.

“Hurry up, do it again.”

Zhou Bozhong looked very anxious.

So Li Yunsheng performed Autum Water First Style again according to Zhou Bozhong’s request.

When Zhou Bozhong felt Li Yunsheng’s sword power again, he suddenly shouted happily:

“This is it, this is it! This old man has been thinking hard for the past hundred years. These Sword Art styles, finally don’t need to be brought into the coffin!”

“Old Zhou.”

Li Yunsheng put the amber into the sheath and looked towards Zhou Bozhong.

“It’s rare to have power in your sword, but it’s just the foundation of Autum Water sword art. Such a sword’s power comes and goes quickly. This sword stance is integrated into the sword move.”

In an instant, Zhou Bozhong’s expression became serious again.

(End of this chapter)