The sword of crossing the sky

Chapter 55 The First Battle of the Grandmaster Realm

The Eleven Giant Bandits of the Northland are robbers and robbers who have been rampant in the Northland for decades, burning, killing and looting, committing all kinds of crimes, and their brutal reputation can even make children in the Northland dare not cry when they hear it.

Such a big bandit disturbed the people's lives, and would definitely attract the government's encirclement and suppression.But in the past few decades, the government sent troops to encircle and suppress countless times, but each time they lost troops and returned without success.

Later, even the Sword Tier Division sent out masters to suppress them, but they all ended in failure and lost many elite masters.Over time, the eleven giant bandits in the Northland became famous in the rivers and lakes and green forests, and became the object of admiration for countless bandits.

Now standing in front of Su Mu and the others is actually the second generation of the eleven giant bandits.Some of the original first-generation giants died of old age, and some died in battle. Now there are only three people left, but all of them are masters in the realm of masters.

Therefore, there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that there are three martial arts masters in the grand master realm of the Northland giants. In fact, it was deliberately spread by the Northland eleven giants in order to confuse the public and hide their strength.

Taking over the employment of the third prince this time is not only to attach importance to it, but also to experience the next generation of giant bandits, so eight giant bandits are sent to encircle and suppress Su Mu.

When Feng Wuqing saw the carriage go away, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His figure suddenly stood tall and straight, standing proudly like an eternal green pine. After thinking for a moment, he walked towards the mountainside with his hands behind his hands.

Guo Huairen wore a long sword on his waist and walked slowly towards Uncle Wu, who was on guard with all his strength. Every step he took was as precise as if it had been measured, without any deviation.

Then Guo Huairen slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist. The moment the Xuemei knife was unsheathed, the warm spring night suddenly turned cold, and the countless insects gradually disappeared. Within a moment, the entire area around the mountain temple was dead silent. , lifeless.

After the other big bandits found their targets, they were not in a hurry to make a move, but looked at Su Mu and the others with half-smiles, like looking at fish on a chopping board.

At this time, a cold wind hit Uncle Wu, frost hit his face, icy cold, and the snow-white knife light reflected the cold moon and pierced Uncle Wu's temple at a strange angle.

This knife is as natural as an antelope's horns, without showing any traces, it is Guo Huairen's Wuxue knife technique that he has practiced for decades in the severe cold of the Northland.

The knife comes out with one stroke and melts into the snow. The falling snow is the light of the knife, and the light of the knife is the falling snow.

Uncle Wu had no way of resisting such a strange and unpredictable cut, but Uncle Wu was not prepared to resist either.

With a dark shout, a faint golden light suddenly appeared around Uncle Wu's body, forming a bell-shaped mask that seemed to be there, and the mask rotated endlessly, and the stream of light was indefinite.

At that moment, the crisp collision sound of the snow-white knife light and the bell-shaped mask echoed on the mountainside.

Guo Huairen watched with a gloomy expression as the Xuemei knife pierced into the mask, but it stopped within an inch of the temple, unable to advance any further.

"The golden bell cover of Shaolin Temple! What is your relationship with Shaolin Temple, you old man? You actually know the secrets of Shaolin Temple." Kou Huaiyi, the second son of the giant bandit, frowned and asked Uncle Wu. This mission is a bit tricky. It occurred to him that Su Mu was traveling with a martial arts master who seemed to be from Shaolin Temple.

If the congenital realm is still the process of preliminary cognition and comprehension of the principles of heaven and earth, then the later master realm is the integration of internal and external, harmonious and comprehensive, and can initially use the principles of heaven and earth that one has comprehended.

Therefore, the realm of the master is a level of connection between the past and the next, and this level is also the process of warriors gradually sublimating themselves and breaking through themselves.

However, although they are all martial arts masters in the guru realm, everyone's strength is uneven, and the gap is clear.

In particular, the gap between warriors from casual cultivators and disciples from top schools and aristocratic families will be very obvious in this realm.

These gaps are caused by the foundation of the skills inherited from the master, the teachings of the masters and elders, and the insights they have been exposed to since childhood.

Therefore, in this realm, it is rare to hear that whoever, by virtue of an occasional exercise, has beheaded a martial arts master from a top martial arts family whose realm is higher than his own, and even a fight at the same level is rarely able to win.

Uncle Wu did not reply. After turning the golden bell, his hand was like holding a flower, and he slowly pointed at Guo Huairen with one finger. With this point, the sound of Buddhist chanting seemed to be heard around him.

Shaolin 72 stunts: holding a flower and smiling

In the past, the World-Honored One held up flowers to show the crowd at the Lingshan meeting. At that time, everyone was silent, but Venerable Kassapa broke his face and smiled.Bodhidharma, the patriarch of Shaolin Temple, combined the sixth form of Tathagata's divine palm with this allusion to create a smile with flowers.

This fingering does not hurt the body or spirit, but it hurts the soul.

When Uncle Wu was holding flowers in his hands, Guo Huairen had already fallen into many delusional dreams, including the miserable experience in his childhood, the hard practice of swordsmanship when he was young, the pain of subjugation when he was young, the joy of youth, and even the laughter later. Proud of the rivers and lakes, the pride of looking down on the world.

All these, as if they had really experienced it, Guo Huairen seemed to realize something for a while, but he didn't know what he realized.

At this time, a howling sound resounded through the mountain forest, and the trees around the trembling mountain temple trembled, and many green leaves fell along with it.Affected by the whistle, Guo Huairen woke up suddenly, but saw a finger shadow on his forehead.

Guo Huairen was horrified, he forgot how to move for a while, but the instinct of years of hard work on saber skills had already penetrated into his bone marrow, the Xuemei knife naturally drew an arc, and slashed fiercely at this finger.

The knife and finger collided violently, and Guo Huairen quickly took a few steps back with the force of the shock, and then looked at Uncle Wu with a calm and indifferent expression in front of him, like a Buddha statue in a temple.

"This is the 72 unique skill of Shaolin Temple. Uncle Wu has not used it for many years, otherwise the finger just now would probably have killed him." Wang Zhuojun at the side saw Su Mu's doubts and waved his Xiaoyao fan , explained in a rather proud tone.

Su Mu was also very surprised when he heard the words, that Uncle Wu, who usually looks kind, is actually a martial arts master from Shaolin Temple, which is really amazing.

Kou Huaiyi's expression changed, he clenched his teeth and said ruthlessly: "So what about the bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple, it's not like they haven't killed them before."

After saying that, he pulled out the Kuangxue Knife from his waist and slashed at Uncle Wu with a fierce blow. This knife was like rolling up a thousand waves, followed by countless sword rays, rushing towards Uncle Wu with great momentum.

Seeing the giant gangster's second brother, Kou Huaiyi attack, Guo Huairen also gritted his teeth secretly, his wrist trembled slightly, Xuemei knife drew an invisible arc, and the sharp point of the knife pierced Uncle Wu's neck.

The rest of the giant bandits saw their second and third elder brothers attack one after another, encircling Uncle Wu.They also trembled in their hearts, and each went to his own goal.

The old Sifang Buyi and the old Wufang Buren of the northern giants are brothers, they were originally disciples of the Yeyu Sword Sect, one of the seven sects and eight sects in the Jianghu.Because he made a big mistake after being drunk, he was afraid of being severely punished by his teacher, so he sneaked down the mountain and wandered around the rivers and lakes.

Later, he got acquainted with Wu Wudi, the current leader of the giant bandit by chance, and later joined his subordinates, becoming a robber and robber who looted the Northland.

Later, because of his outstanding performance and strength and potential, he was favored by the first generation of giant bandits and became the candidate for the second generation of giant bandits.

The two brothers were originally siblings, they were connected with each other, and with the occasional combined attack method, they stabbed Wang Zhuojun from the left to the right.

The Ye Yu swordsmanship of the Ye Yu Sword School pays attention to the word "quick and secret". When the sword is opened, it is like a torrential rain.

Therefore, Fang Buren and Fang Buyi were on the left and the right, and the sword light shrouded Wang Zhuojun like a torrential rain.

Looking at the dense sword light in front of him like a torrential rain, Wang Zhuojun smiled in his heart, and the corners of his mouth lightly raised, "There are really fancy swordsmanship."

Wang Zhuojun didn't see any movements, but he just knocked the Xiaoyao fan in his hand, breaking the encirclement of the two unrighteous brothers, and then swung two palms in quick succession. The two brothers fought back a few meters away.

Wang Zhuojun gently waved the Xiaoyao fan, stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes were like snow, and he was indescribably chic.

At the same time, Hong Qiang also slashed back the giant bandit Lao Jiu Luo Yuan fiercely, showing her unparalleled demeanor of arrogance.

(End of this chapter)