Taoist chanting

It is rare for a master to come to challenge, Zhang Wenfeng put forward a small condition.

Cen Sanlin had no choice but to talk and laugh, and Zhang Guanzhu, who agreed to the challenge quite readily, walked outside.

After Yue Anyan went out, he went down the mountain from the side to call for someone. The temple master is willing to discuss with others, but she never interferes to dissuade him. The temple master has his own opinions.

Yun Qiuhe used the tip of his sword to mark out an area about eight feet wide and twelve feet long in the wheat drying field, and preached a few established rules for the competition. After Yue Anyan called the top ten apprentices from Qingzheng Bieyuan, he announced the start .

The first to play is the idler in the "Three Musketeers".

The man dressed as a scholar drew out a delicate and long white long sword, and saluted with the sword in his arms: "The name of the sword is Piaoxu, please enlighten me!"

"Please!"

Zhang Wenfeng was a little puzzled, why did he deliberately report the name of the sword?

After he returned the salute, he tapped his foot, and stabbed forward with the green bamboo sword in his right hand, stabbing stably, and in the blink of an eye, he handed it to the chest of the scholar who was two feet away. He learned swordsmanship from He Guangjun.

That guy has such a high cultivation base, and he always took the lead every step of the way when facing the weak cultivation base at the beginning, and he was not polite.

"It's the 'immortal guiding the way'! Be careful!"

Du Huijian was taken aback and gave a reminder outside the court.

All three of them have suffered from this trick, more than once.

He Guangjun used this tactic to deal with them every time, and rarely used the third tactic. Unexpectedly, in an unknown small Taoist temple in the countryside, he saw the immortal guide who almost stunned them.

Regardless of the speed and angle of the sword, and the damn preemptive attack, they are all the same.

There are few people in the world who know how to use the sword of the immortal to guide the way, but there are only a handful of guys who can use it so back to the basics.

No wonder He Guangjun asked them to challenge Guanzhu Zhang, they are like dogs.

Xianyunke couldn't care less about his scholarly spirit any longer, he swung his sword obliquely to block, and his feet floated back sideways.

They have practiced and researched how to crack the Immortal Guidance, and there are several methods, the simplest one is to break through, break the opponent's momentum, do not fight head-on, and counterattack from the side.

Even if he couldn't break He Guangjun's master's sword power, he still had some confidence in dealing with Zhang Guanzhu, who was at the same level.

He secretly blamed himself for making a fuss, and was scared out of the shadows by this move, in fact, it was all right to rush to attack with the opponent.

No matter how the scholar changed his moves and retreated, Zhang Wenfeng developed feelings for Yishi flat stab, his mind was calm, and all kinds of changes happened naturally, his wrist turned slightly, and he made a subtle turn and rotation along the direction of the scholar's chopping sword.

The two swords did not collide with each other, and the energy was turbulent and entangled.

Turn the wrist to turn the back of the hand down, stab obliquely, and chase with the sword.

Allowing the scholar to change his stance drastically, to bump and strangle, he casually moved his wrist slightly, and the two swords were always within reach. The two sword lights, one white and one blue, were as gluey as paint in the bright spring, and the rays of light complemented each other.

A bit of sharpness follows like a shadow, never leaving the scholar's chest and abdomen.

The scholar had to retreat to the left and right to dodge, and was sweating profusely for a moment, not daring to stop for half a step.

He has also reached the state of hand-to-hand sword repair, why is there such a big difference?

Once back, back again,

Backed to the left, was forced to go to the right again.

No matter how he used his swordsmanship, he still couldn't get rid of the immortal guidance that gave him a headache.

Shui Qingru, who was watching the battle condescendingly on the platform, excitedly grabbed the arm of another young girl with a delicate face. Her eyes lit up as she watched the host use a simple but exquisite flat stab to force the opponent into a A big horse monkey, jumping up and down, unable to recover, couldn't help but blurted out:

"it is good!"

Chapter 209 The reversal came too suddenly

Seeing that he couldn't break the opponent's continuous momentum, Xianyunke swung the slender floating catkin with his right hand to twist and twist, and made a fist with his left hand to punch out of thin air. Sword repair is not only practicing swords, he also practiced some other methods.

The strong wind condensed and hit Guanzhu Zhang's chest with a "bang", attacking him will save him.

Zhang Wenfeng withdrew his sword from the side and retracted it by more than a foot, easily breaking free from the opponent's sword strangulation,?Also avoiding Xian Yunke's volley punch, the sword went with him, drawing an arc and piercing through the side gap.

The edge of the sword is sharp and full of killing intent.

It is still a flat stab, but its position has been changed, and it continues to connect with the sword in front of it, regardless of each other.

He already has his own unique understanding of the use of flat stabs.

Almost everything can be transformed into a flat thorn.

The idle cloud guest failed in one blow, right?Had to take two steps back to avoid the abrupt Dasheng's edge,?The blade of the sword swung forward like white catkins, and the light of the sword swept through it. He found a way to get rid of the opponent's strange and difficult sword.

Zhang Wenfeng retreated to withdraw his sword, cupped his fists and said, "Accept!"

Only then did Xianyunke realize that he was standing a little outside the line, and he was forced out of the circle.

The sword light, as elegant as white catkins, dissipated into the air, and he couldn't make a sound, he was so aggrieved.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the few apprentices standing on the top of the steps to watch the battle, and gave him an approving smile. He just wanted to be so opportunistic and not pedantic, otherwise he was short and couldn't keep up with their speed, so what was he looking at stupidly on the flat ground?

Another glance at Wei Jingjie and Tie Jinlin, two older teenagers on the sidelines, also gave a smile and nodded, not criticizing their honesty.

Just follow your heart, what's wrong with it?

The future talents of the Taoist temple can't be all smart people, right?There must be a mature and prudent person, who is like a ballast stone after careful training,?It can be stable at certain critical moments, so that it will not be blindly violent and cause the ship to capsize.

The little girl who yelled loudly covered her mouth in fright, and shrank behind the little girl next to her.

The delicate little girl who was pinched by her was so angry that she secretly pinched Shui Qingru's waist lightly. So many people watched, what the hell was screaming, and she was shocked.

Xianyunke shook his head and seemed very unconvinced, and said cheekily: "Guanzhu Zhang, shall we have another round?"

Yun Qiuhe spoke at the right time, and said: "Prince Xiandao, let's wait for later, Guanzhu Zhang has to keep his energy for the two rounds, you should calm down and figure out why you lost just now, don't rush to learn from each other."

Xianyunke is still waiting to talk, but after being glared at by Cen Sanlin, no matter how unconvinced he has to hold back in his heart, challenge according to the rules and admit defeat according to the rules,?The idler retreated angrily.

Du Huijian watched a one-sided sword fight,?She drew her sword and stepped forward,?With one hand,?It turned out to be two mother-in-law swords of different lengths and sizes. He made a hand salute, and the two swords went forward and backward, jumping in small steps, dancing like a dance, and rushed to attack and kill Zhang Guanzhu on the opposite side.

"Sword Dance Skill!"

A gleam of light flashed in Zhang Wenfeng's eyes. He had seen descriptions of this ancient sword skill in classics.

It is said that after the evolution of the sword array, the rhythm of the dancers was added, absorbing the essence of various swordsmanship, and forming many schools. It looks graceful and beautiful, but in fact it is full of murderous intentions.

Staying at home and discussing with others is also a way to increase knowledge.

Holding the sword in one hand, he responded with simple flat and oblique thrusts, and turned around with his feet to look for the opponent's flaws.

From time to time, there was a slight "clinking" sound. The opponent had two swords, one for attack and one for defense. He couldn't go straight in like dealing with a single sword. The opportunity was rare, and he also wanted to see the reality of sword dancing skills.

The two sword lights are different in size, colorful and brilliant, covering the woman's gentle dancing posture.

The two chased and attacked each other in a circle, and the cold light was shining everywhere.

In just a short moment, there were no less than a hundred blows, and there were fine sword qi and strong winds of Yuan Qi colliding and splashing on the wheat drying field, and traces of small pits appeared vertically and horizontally on the ground. Scatter attack effect.

The apprentices watching the battle with wide-eyed eyes from above were dumbfounded.

They saw that female Taoist priest danced so gorgeously and beautifully with her double swords that they couldn't splash the water, and they yearned in their hearts, when they could be as powerful as that.

Shui Qingru focused all his attention on the cyan sword light that roamed and attacked.

In her heart, Guanzhu's swordsmanship is the most powerful, bar none.

"Little girl, that female priest's swordsmanship is so beautiful!"

谷鉊

The delicate little girl approached and whispered.

"What's the use of looking good? Can it stop the master's move of 'immortal guide'?"

The little girl thinks the name of this sword move sounds much better than Ping Ci.

After all, she still likes this kind of name that sounds different and has a sense of immortality. She retorted casually, but suddenly reacted, stretched out her hand to pinch the soft flesh around the little girl's waist, and threatened in a low voice: "Shang Qingyun, you said no. Call me by my nickname, you still call me!"

"If you don't scream, don't scream... It hurts, let go, I screamed!"

"It's almost there."

"Little girl."

The delicate little girl cried out in a low voice, and slyly hid among the male apprentices on the other side.

Shui Qingru pinched an empty space, raised her small fist to demonstrate, and returned her gaze to the field.

After circling seven or eight times, the two groups of sword lights abruptly retracted, and staggered towards Zhang Guanzhu's direction, and silver sword aura appeared in the air, flickering like swimming fish, and encircled Zhang Guanzhu who was retreating back and forth.

The situation changed drastically in the blink of an eye, and Cen Sanlin focused his eyes on Zhang Guanzhu to see how he would respond.

This style of "miluo net" is Du Huijian's unique move. She can use the mother-child sword to stimulate the initial sword formation of "sword dance skills", and release strands of sword energy from the sword formation, making the opponent deeply trapped in her sword energy net In the cocoon.

It is to break through the encirclement and break the sword energy to break through in one direction,

Or confront her head-on under the siege from all sides?

No matter what the situation is, it is already in the game, unless he has the swordsmanship strength of He Guangjun, who can break through the Miluowang sword formation with one sword, and regain the opportunity to stab her again.

In the past, no matter whether it was a sword cultivator or a monk who challenged her, once she unleashed the sword formation, the outcome was basically decided.

Unless you fight her head-on from the very beginning, so as not to let her have a chance to form a sword formation.

Zhang Wenfeng stood still, turning a blind eye to the encircling sword energy, silently looking inside at the two lines of scriptures and ancient seal script on the ancient scroll of the sea of ​​knowledge, with golden light fluctuating and radiant, he did not activate the sword supernatural power, but borrowed a special sword spirit.

Slash forward with a vertical sword, write with the sword like a brush, and swipe downward.

The sword formation and sword energy that the opponent used with the help of the sword dance skill was indeed ingenious and extraordinary, but all changes were inseparable from the person. His sword vainly slashed at the woman who thought he was sure of winning.

"Chicha" seemed to tear through an invisible net.

Du Huijian shuddered for no reason.

Her expression changed, and she quickly backed away with her double swords on her body. Hell, is this invisible sword intent?

Zhang Wenfeng's sword light swayed, his sword pierced the air, brushed the gap between the edges of the two swords, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, his slash was actually just a cover, the sword intent could not hurt anyone at all, it could only be used as a bluff.

Thousands of sword qi surrounded on all sides dissipated in an instant as Du Huijian retreated.

Du Huijian was about to use her two swords to block the flat thrust that broke into the empty door, but she had already lost the opportunity. She almost retreated more than ten feet, and the cyan sword edge rose slightly with the turning of her wrist, avoiding her right chest, piercing her robe, and hitting her right shoulder.

It is like using an arm to use a finger, and it is like using a finger to use a sword. The sword is dexterous and sharp.

Silver-white rays of light bloomed from the woman's body.

The huge impact force sent the woman off the edge of the line.

There was no sound outside the court, no one expected such a change, the reversal came too suddenly.

The little girl who was about to say "good" again quickly covered her mouth.

Although she really wanted to applaud the master, she had learned characters for more than half a year and listened to too many short stories of the master. Literacy was a difficult time in her life, and she understood many rules and principles, and knew that she could not let her temper follow her.

There are many sword styles that she can't understand, so she picks out the ones she can understand and memorizes them hard.

It doesn't matter if you can't learn it for a while, she remembers it in her heart!

Chapter 210 Sword to Sword, Mind to Mind

"Good swordsmanship!"

Seeing that Du Huijian was stabbed by a sword, Cen Sanlin stepped back and stopped five feet away from the line. Du Huijian only tore through his outer robe, and blocked the sudden blow with his protective robe, without being injured. You have spare energy, right?clasped his fists and said:

"Excuse me, Guanzhu Zhang, did you reach the 'fitting with the body' sword state?"

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists in return: "I just touched a trace of sword intent, and there is still a long way to go before 'fitting with the body'."

For more than a month, he has been trying to figure out the sword's supernatural power when he has a little spare time, and he has quite a lot of experience.

Cen Sanlin's fighting spirit was high, and he walked into the field and said: "Cen has also realized a trace of sword intent, please let Guanzhu Zhang let go, don't show mercy under the sword, Cen will go all out, please!"

With a bang, he drew out the large sword that was palm-wide behind his back.

"Cen Daoist, please!"

The two are polite, right?At the same time, he rushed to attack with his sword, and no one was really polite.

Cen Sanlin swung the wide sword with one hand and lifted the weight lightly, and slashed with the strong wind. Facing the simple flat stab of the sword two feet away, he didn't have the slightest intention of resisting, he just slashed against him without reason.

His broad sword protruded more than a foot and a half from the opponent's sword.

This is also an advantage in the competition between masters.

Even after watching Zhang Guanzhu's two sword fights, he would not let go of any opportunity he could take advantage of.