[Comprehensive martial arts] Master let me cultivate myself

She is really fast!

But obviously being fast is not her most commendable strength, but being ruthless and accurate.

Under the sky that has changed from bright to dark, the light of the knife flying down no longer has the lightness of her lightness kung fu, it is clearly like a fire, moving like a thunder.

Scattered blade lights are like green feathers fluttering wings, converging into a fierce blade light that breaks through the sky.

How could Shangguan Jinhong miss the ray of smile that was still flying on the corner of her lips, even more wanton than the calm smile she had on the restaurant just now.

Who the hell taught her!

Maybe this is her real face!

The edge of the blade was pressing down on the situation, and she drew the sword even at the moment when he was disturbed by the sound of the reckless little swordsman drawing his sword, as if it was for the purpose of rushing to attack and deter.

She obviously knows how to gain an overwhelming advantage when the strength gap between the two sides is not too large.

No, that wasn't even a brash little swordsman.

He knew that he was not Jing Wuming's opponent—but it was also Kuaijian, so he was much more focused at the moment.

The iron long sword and Jing Wuming's frivolous long sword have been fought several times in the blink of an eye, but most of them did not fight each other in a forceful way, but showed a way that people feel should not be in such a situation. The cunning that a teenager who doesn't even seem to have much experience in the world should have.

Jing Wuming's swordsmanship has always been known for its weirdness and quickness in the Jianghu, not to mention his weird swordsmanship when he realized that Shangguan Jinhong was suddenly at a disadvantage. The long sword made by the master attacked this young man who seemed to him to be a desperate boy with a bottom-up move that ordinary swordsmen would never make.

But the opponent suddenly appeared entangled in the quick sword.

Jing Wuming didn't want to fight a tug-of-war at all.

He couldn't stop paying attention to Shangguan Jinhong's situation.

The night wind by the lake still carried a coolness unique to the first spring, but what was even colder was the blade that split the mountain.

There was obviously a layer of thin red that was exuding true energy on the peculiar short knife, but it seemed that all the oppressive temperature was pouring on Shangguan Jinhong's body.

The rest of the scattered wind condensed a temperature that made the blood almost freeze, making him suddenly feel that the sword in his hand was a little heavy.

How could he fail to see that among his opponent's sword moves, only the straight and fast sword is the one he is best at, as if crawling out of the mud in the mountains and forests like him, full of almost Intuitive response, and the more cunning sword move that vaguely fit his identity as a hunter, in fact, he was not that familiar with it.

But when one person is worried and the other has no choice but to attack decisively, the originally unequal sword fight is brought to the same starting line.

Jing Wuming's sword is better than A Fei's——

In the hands of the master swordsmith, a sword without a blade becomes thin but not brittle, light but not blunt, a sword specially made for Jing Wuming.

He practiced sword longer than A Fei——

Following Shangguan Jinhong's side, he faced countless life and death dangers, and killed countless opponents who were above him in the past, but he was the one who survived, and made his swordsmanship even higher people have perished by his sword.

But he also had to admit that this young man's clothes were shabby and his weapons were outrageous, but he had the strongest intuition and the most plasticity among swordsmen he had ever seen.

When the two passed by each other, Jing Wuming's long sword pierced through his ribs in an unimaginable way like he had done countless times before, and almost no living people knew about it. In fact, it should have been able to penetrate A Fei's back, but A Fei used his experience of surviving thousands of times from the sharp claws of wild beasts to dodge this too weird blow.

The long sword, which was much cruder than Jing Wuming's in appearance, was so capable of imitating that it made a sword that Jing Wuming had to dodge.

He is really a terrifying swordsman genius, when his heart and eyes are only on the sword, this kind of sincere concentration will undoubtedly give him the upper hand in this unequal competition at this moment.

Jing Wuming heard a terrifying sound of sharp blades striking each other.

It wasn't his and A Fei's swords, but the movement between Shi Nian's mirage knife and Shangguan Jinhong's dragon and phoenix double rings.

Who can not be distracted by such a battle between the top masters of the time.

The light of the mirage knife, which is like a mirage in which the true and false cannot be distinguished, was reflected by a touch of moonlight on the water waves, reflecting thousands of illusions, but it could not change the menacing and destructive momentum of this knife.

People in this knife light may feel it most clearly.

Shangguan Jinhong felt as if she was being squeezed between half of the flame and half of the sea. When the light of the knife cut through the waves, people had no way of knowing whether she was carrying the fire or the layers of waves. to the impotent pursuit.

How could he not know the origin of the opponent's inner strength.

That is clearly the wedding dress magical skill of the Iron Blood Banner Sect in the past!But it was much more terrifying than any person who practiced this kind of exercise he had ever heard of!

Perhaps only A Fei can restrain himself from watching the match over there.

He was originally a young man with the purest heart, even though his talent in martial arts was extremely high, he never let himself be distracted from learning other exercises, but focused on practicing the sword to the extreme.

So now he doesn't care about the sword light that competes with the sun and the moon. Instead, he sticks to his opponent with this sword as he told him before that year.

Jing Wuming had no choice but to restrain his mind,

Even though he knew very well that his life was for Shangguan Jinhong, he had to be the sharpest sword in the money gang to prove his usefulness, otherwise he would inevitably be abandoned by the ambitious Shangguan Jinhong.

But at this moment, he was warned by a sword that almost pierced his throat. If he was distracted in the slightest, he would definitely be cut by the sword by that unknown swordsman.

"Master Shangguan, it seems that you are not the only one who is at a disadvantage."

Shi Young laughed, and suddenly let go of the flying knife in his hand.

These words were not enough to make Shangguan Jin Hong lose his mind, but the sudden change in the moves of the year was enough to make his double ring hit empty.

It was an attack opportunity that he calculated step by step by relying on his sophisticated response, but his opponent seemed to disappear in the night, from one ring to break through the empty rotation, and the second ring of sharp teeth attacked on both sides Get out of it.

The faint moonlight created a layer of mist, and the light of the knife flew in the mist, lightly like a dreamland above the moonlight.

However, Shangguan Jinhong has fought her hundreds of times in such a short period of time, so how could he not know that the domineering martial arts demonstrated by each flying knife is obviously for the purpose of consuming his energy little by little until he is really The stronger physique than the young man was dragged down before his reflexes.

Feng Huan fiercely drew a sharp arc in the night, and knocked two hanging silk flying knives away.

wrong!

Shangguan Jin Hong's expression changed.

Not only did his phoenix ring not feel the force of the counterweight, but it seemed that it was suddenly born with infinite power, and it easily knocked out the two flying knives.

If it weren't for the special material that the flying knife was made of, even the silk thread behind it seemed to be unable to be cut by the condensation of moonlight, and he could even see the two flying knives that were attacking softly smashed.

Those two throwing knives suddenly lost their previous power, which means——

The sapphire dagger held by the girl who moved like the wind and was flying in the green shirt got stuck in the gap of the dragon ring.

The blade, which erupted with ferocity and blood shadows, ended the rotation of the golden ring in his hand with just the right force.

This is also a knife she shot with all her strength.

Even though she was in the air at the moment, looking erratic and helpless, Shangguan Jinhong could tell that all the energy in her body had been completely connected with the knife.

She doesn't stick to the realm of insisting on having no sword in her hand, the mirage knife and herself are her weapons to overcome thorns and thorns!

The knife is like crazy!

At this moment, whether it was Jing Wuming who had regained the upper hand, A Fei who was immersed in fighting with people similar to his own swordsmanship and trying to grow himself, or Shangguan Jinhong who made another misjudgment because he didn't understand her skills. , or the mysterious man who was smoking dry cigarettes in the pavilion by the lake in the distance, heard the sound of a weapon shattering.

The sword light condensed by the wedding dress magic skill followed closely behind the mirage knife, the magic weapon, and the two connected together directly shattered the dragon ring that Shangguan Jinhong only had half of his strength to maintain.

How could the cracks on the ring be invisible to the eyes of the two warring parties.

But it was Shi Nian's eyes that Shangguan Jinhong could see more clearly. Those were a pair of eyes that set off a storm in the calm autumn water, and they were full of aggression that took advantage of this opportunity to die.

How could he want to fail!

Of course he doesn't want to die either!

How could this martial arts tycoon who had already touched half a step in martial arts "I am the ring, and the ring is me" and was in charge of the money gang, willing to lose to someone who had just debuted and had no prestige in the world? little girl.

Could it be that he wants to use his own death to fulfill the other party's debut so that he can aspire to the prestige of a hero in the world?no way!

He doesn't want to die, so he fights.

Jing Wuming didn't want him to die either, because that was the meaning of his life.

In the midst of the lightning, he bumped into Ah Fei's iron sword with his sword hand without hesitation.

This sword is indeed not sharp enough, but when his master's sword energy is wrapped around it, it is a sharp weapon that can cut through all iron, let alone Jing Wuming's hand.

Ah Fei couldn't understand why a swordsman would send his most precious thing to someone else's sword, but his sword couldn't hold it anymore. This sword cut off Jing Wuming's left hand, and the blood spattered. In the process, the sword that Ah Fei swung down resolutely almost wanted to let go.

For a moment he fell into a state of incomparable emptiness.

But he immediately saw that the golden-clothed, gray-eyed swordsman grabbed the long sword that was thrown towards Shi Nian and Shangguan Jin Hong when he broke his arm with his right hand, and he was like a shooting star chasing the moon Generally, it is stabbed towards the time.

He seemed to be a lunatic who didn't know pain. In those eyes that made people feel gray and emotionless, under the blood-stained eyelashes, there was a desperate effort.

And the sword he swung with his right hand was clearly much faster than his left hand.

This was originally a tactic he had reserved for himself to save his life, but at this moment he used it to save Shangguan Jin Hong's life.

Simultaneously with his sword was Shangguan Jinhong's desperate blow with the phoenix ring on the other side after losing one weapon.

How could Shi Nian fail to see that in this short moment, because of Jing Wuming's unexpected move, the situation has undergone a shocking reversal.

But for some reason, when the knife was still in her hand, she didn't seem to feel panic at all.

The intertwined silver threads can stop people in ordinary times, but they can't stop Shangguan Jinhong who is doing nothing to save his life at this time, and Jing Wu who is saving Shangguan Jinhong as much as saving his belief in the way of swords. Life.

The pair of lifeless eyes had arrived in front of her in an instant.

On the long street before, the unique pace of the two people's coordination is enough to show their tacit understanding, and it is naturally the same when they intend to kill the same opponent now.

But what they are facing is not an opponent who will stand still.

If she wanted to, she could easily escape with her skills.

The flying knives in her sleeve, the snow mountain ice silkworm that can freeze people, and all kinds of weird things, as long as there is such a gap, she can dig out the encirclement of these two people.

But she didn't.

Between the life and death line with the dragon ring in front and the iron sword in the back, she seems to have returned to the Qingming of the Lingtai when the magical power of wedding dress was broken through.

The Zen state of the wedding dress magic has undoubtedly fulfilled her step into the true meaning of the immortal Buddha in the sword technique. At this moment, as if she had touched the threshold, the first thing she saw was not Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming who were already close to her. , but a little fire in the pavilion by the lake.

It was a breath especially above Shangguan Jinhong.

It's just that it has fallen into a state of falling sparks like dusk and night, as if there is only a ray of flame that needs to be blown by the wind to stir up.

And she is that cluster of new fires suddenly ignited, which suddenly overwhelms the shimmering embers in the boundless darkness.

The silent Mars seemed to sense the burst of fire at this moment, and suddenly jumped up.

But Shi Nian no longer cared about what that person was doing, she knew that this was the time for her to strike!

Jing Wuming's sword never fails, especially the right-handed sword that he concealed, which is better than the left-handed one, but now he sees that the sword that can pierce the opponent's heart suddenly seems to be plunged into a boundless vortex. A hand stretched out from the vortex and held his sword.

How human hands can compete with swords, this is the verification he just made to get rid of A Fei.

However, this hand now does not seem to be a hand, but a knife that is tougher and sharper than the sword in his hand.

Amidst the clashing sounds of swords and swords, he saw that there was another knife in the other hand of the girl in Tsing Yi, which was already like a knife——

A deadly knife!

This knife is no longer astonishing as before, nor is it as ethereal as a dream in another posture, just like the simple and extremely simple knife swung by a child who is just learning to use a knife.

But Jing Wuming found out that he didn't dare to look directly at the knife that wasn't bright enough or sharp enough.

Shangguan Jinhong saw the knife coming.

This knife that came out of the extreme silence and then burst out suddenly reminded him of the saying that Bodhi's mirror and forgetting both things and oneself are the higher level of martial arts—that may not be a false statement, but it's just that the body is trapped in the help of money. How can he break free to pry into the true meaning of martial arts where no one has no self.

But now the knife had crossed his phoenix ring, it had just happened, but it had already arrived in front of his eyes, cutting a hole in his throat.

What Shi Nian had been vaguely aware of when he was exchanging lessons with Li Xun Huan before, in the situation where Jing Wuming and Shangguan Jin Hong joined forces to attack, unexpectedly pierced the first layer of window paper naturally.

The challenge object she chose was indeed right!

It's a pity that Shangguan Jinhong couldn't hear this thank you.

Still with an expression of disbelief on his face, he fell to the ground, and the fatal wound to his throat didn't even allow him to utter a single last word.

Shangguan Fei, who was under the banner of collecting the corpses for Jing Wuming and the losers in A Fei, never expected that he hadn't been able to recover from the scene where Jing Wuming broke his arm and sacrificed his life to save his father with the sword in his right hand, so he hurriedly Then he saw a knife that he might never forget in his life.

This knife ruined the life of his father Shangguan Jin Hong, and the blade kept breaking Jing Wuming's long sword.

It was as if this sword was nothing more than a fragile thing like flesh and blood.

And Jing Wuming, who had always entered and exited with his father, could not escape this knife that seemed to smash all the obstacles in front of him.

He has to escape!

This was the only thought in Shangguan Fei's mind at this time.

However, he suddenly discovered that a sword had pierced his chest. It was not the young swordsman who had lost his opponent, but the money gang who followed him to help Shangguan Jinhong.

Seeing Shangguan Jin Hong's death, these people were already terrified, and now they just want to get rid of their relationship with Shangguan's father and son, so that they can survive from that terrible swordsman.

Shi Nian was not in the mood to care about the infighting among these people.

When Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming both fell to the ground and died, she seemed to fall from that illusory state to the ground again.

But when she rubbed the short knife in her hand, she felt that if she wanted to reproduce this knife again, it might not be too difficult a thing.

She put away the knife and walked towards the pavilion by the lake.

In the darkened sky, the flickering spark became more striking.

It was an old man wearing a shabby blue cloth gown and smoking a pipe.

Ordinary dry tobacco would never produce such bright sparks, let alone such a rhythm in the flames. He took a sip of the pipe and exhaled a long puff of turbid air. His leisurely and calm appearance seemed like someone died outside the pavilion just now. The fight is just a scene in a storytelling story.

"Amazing little girl." He touched his white clothes after washing, and gave a compliment that might not sound sincere.

Shi Nian suddenly laughed.

She felt that this person's strength was higher than Shangguan Jinhong's when she just took out the sword, but it was probably because she hadn't used it for many years whether she could show it or not. Matching this person's attire, the other party's identity was also ready to be revealed.

He is the old man Tianji who ranks first in the weapon list.

"I heard that the senior is very well informed. I wonder if I can ask the senior about something."

"You say." He took out the scythe and flint from his pocket, and took out a piece of tissue paper to rub the paper stick, his eyes were quiet and distant.

"Where is Pinghu Bai Xiaosheng now?" Shi Nian asked.

She has not forgotten her previous goal——

After defeating the second weapon spectrum, she was going to display Bai Xiaosheng on the tower.