After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

Sun Mu stabbed with his sword, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped by a violent aura.

He seemed to be under the gust of wind and rain, and he was about to come forward, blowing Lin Yingshi's Yun Juan Yun Shu into pieces, breaking the young man's ethereal and indeterminate sword posture.

The boy squinted his eyes, and there were a few ripples of surprise in his beautiful black pupils.

He tapped his toes, took a few steps back casually, and easily resolved the seemingly overwhelming attack.The young man was about to take a closer look, but Sun Mukai who was opposite him had already approached him, and the sword was about to strike head-on.

Lin Yingshi frowned, seeing the sword light coming from her head, she took advantage of the situation and dodged to the side.The incredibly flexible body curled up and avoided the long sword straightly.

He put his fingers on the back of the sword.No one seemed to be able to see his movements clearly, only to see that red cloud-like figure floating in the wind, with long black hair and scarlet sleeves fluttering, standing like a feather on the tip of Sun Mukai's sword .

The whole process happens in a very short time.There was silence in the martial arts arena, only the occasional crackling of candles, and the rest of the people stared dumbfounded at the young man standing on the sword.

Sun Mukai's pupils constricted slightly in surprise.He frowned, staring fiercely at the young man in front of him, the veins on the back of his hand holding the sword were bulging, and he wanted to use all his strength to throw this ignorant young man away.

The most astonishing thing about the Sun family's family-inherited swordsmanship is the endless vigor surrounding the long sword when the swordsmanship is used.If you use the sword to the extreme, you can even use the external internal energy to fight against the enemy, but you only need to consume a little internal energy of the swordsman.

It is precisely because of this secret sword technique that the Sun family can pass it down from generation to generation, and even has such a status in Tianshu City, the head of the Seven Star City.

Because of this, Sun Mukai twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "Brother Lin, are you sure you can't go down?"

Lin Yingshi was like a bird, standing firmly on the tip of his sword.Hearing this, the young man put his sword behind his back, bent down, and carefully sized up the young master of the Sun family with a pair of pure peach eyes.

Sun Mukai snorted coldly.

He gathered his internal energy towards his wrist, wanting to throw this ignorant young man off the sword and teach him the Sun family's sword technique.

However, no matter how much internal energy Sun Mukai injected, although the external energy was also greatly increased, it still couldn't help the young man.

Lin Yingshi frowned, and looked at the man carefully.In the astonished eyes of all warriors, he swung his long sword, and the originally ordinary sword seemed to suddenly have a layer of ecstasy.

The young man flicked his wrist, and the long sword buzzed, and pointed at the acupuncture points on Sun Mukai's hand where the internal force flowed.

Sun Mukai suddenly felt a warmth coming from the sword, soothing his slightly tingling meridians.

The boy said helplessly: "You should stop using your internal strength."

Sun Mukai frowned: "Why?"

Lin Yingshi jumped and landed on the ground: "If you really don't want to explode your body because of the backflow of internal energy, or go mad, then don't forcefully gather."

Sun Mukai sneered three times.

I saw him turning his wrist, the churning inner strength on the long sword seemed to be raised to a higher level, like a monstrous ocean wave rushing towards the young man in front of him, the field was filled with a mysterious artistic conception, one couldn't help but Be attracted to something.

The head of the Sun family frowned slightly: "Mu Kai, this is..."

Lin Yingshi's pupils shrank: "Hello!"

--boom!

It seemed to be the explosion sound far away in the sky, but close to his ears. Sun Mukai only felt the blood flash in front of his eyes, but he didn't know anything.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the unconscious Sun Mukai did not fall down.

Master Sun's hands holding the wine jar trembled, and he lost his voice: "Why, how come..."

——In the eyes of outsiders, Sun Mukai is no longer his usual gentle and refined appearance. Instead, his face is covered with strange lines; the long sword that should have exuded a strong inner strength at this moment seems to be sucking blood on Sun Mukai's body The internal force, the internal force on the sword also exudes a strong ominous atmosphere.

Sun Mukai had already lost consciousness, but there was a painful expression on his face.His originally glowing skin gradually dried up due to the forcible draining of his internal energy.

If this continues, he will die due to exhaustion of internal energy.

There was an uproar among the warriors present.

The young man on the stage who looked like a blood man was unconsciously attacking the boy opposite him.

There was chaos in the audience, and panic on the stage.

Sun Mukai is the next pre-appointed head of the Sun family. How can these people not be panicked when such a thing happened at this moment?

In the elder's room, several figures were discussing in a hurry.Long Huayi, who was at a loss, shook his head three times.As the Great Elder, since he was said to be difficult to treat, it made other elders who had never seen such a tragic situation look ugly.

Pei Lanqiu, who was disguised as Miss Sun's, sat on the stage calmly.

Drinking too much spring water at once...

His eyes are light.If you get through it, that's all. At most, you will end up with irreversible damage to your meridians. As long as you don't drink in the future, you can live your life safely.

If you can't make it through...

The corners of his stiff lips moved slightly, and he turned his gaze to the boy who was looking for a chance to stop him.

The man's fingertips moved and he let out a slight sigh.

Oriole time.

offstage.

A group of warriors retreated immediately, staring in horror at the two people who were still fighting on the stage.

Sun Mukai's sword was violent.The young man wanted to find an idea to stop this man, but he couldn't recognize the origin of the sword for a while, and several scratches were scratched on his sleeve.

He frowned, pointed his toes, and actually stepped back a long distance, his heels were only a palm away from the edge of the competition platform.

Long Huayi shook his head at every question while paying attention to the movements on the stage.

He looked at Pei Lanqiu who was at the side in surprise, and felt relieved.The other seniors didn't rush out, so they were just worrying about nothing.

It's just that when dealing with these old men, I suddenly remembered what Pei Lanqiu had said to him a long time ago.

[A long time ago, the most famous thing in our school was not lightness kungfu, but swordsmanship. 】

[Swordsmanship? 】Long Huayi threw the kettle in his hand to him, and said with a smile, 【Catch it, take it——I'm not joking about your lightness. In today's martial arts, if you want to be the second, no one will be the first! 】

The young man shook his head, drew his sword and said: [A hundred years ago, the rivers and lakes were even more exciting, but our patriarch wisely protected himself and retreated bravely, which did not let the inheritance of our sect disappear. 】

[My disciples live on the top of the mountain, ride the wind of the mountain, and have great physical skills. 】Pei Lanqiu was dressed in dark blue clothes, and the Three Springs Sword was whistling in his hand, 【And the disciples have to learn two sword techniques after they have started. 】

[One, if you are traveling in the clouds and the breeze. 】

With a flick of the long sword in his hand, the edge of Sanchun's sword lightly swept.The erratic sword light is like mountain wind, like flowing clouds, and the overlapping sword shadows are changing and erratic, making it impossible for people to grasp its edge.

The wind of the sword rose suddenly, and the peach blossoms rustled down.When he was about to touch the sword, the seemingly gentle and gentle sword changed suddenly, and it actually split those peach blossoms into pieces. It was the ever-changing breeze in the mountains, which could reveal its ferocious true face in the next moment and devour people.

Through the rain of flowers all over the sky, Long Huayi squatted on the boulder and applauded: [What about the other door? 】

【Another thing is, if the mountain peak shakes the sky, pointing directly at the sky. 】

However, Pei Lanqiu withdrew his sword: [This sword technique has a rather large opening and closing, but it is not suitable for use here. 】

He reached out to catch the peach blossoms all over the sky: [It can be used on the battlefield. 】

Long Huayi asked curiously: [Then what?Is there anything special about it? 】

The young man pondered and said: [There is nothing special about it... If you have to say something, it must be...]

"If you have practiced to the point of perfection, you can manipulate the sword energy, and you can seal the opponent's internal force in the air on the battlefield."

Pei Lanqiu said to himself.

On the stage, amidst the turmoil, he sat calmly on the high stage.

Under the stage, Lin Ying raised her head inadvertently, and met the eyes of the man looking over.

It's... brother.

The young man smiled slightly, held the sword upright in front of his face, and a gleam of light flashed in his clear black eyes.

"Come on." He said softly.