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Chapter 174 The Fist of the Martial Saint, the Sword of the Sword God!
Chapter 174 The Fist of the Martial Saint, the Sword of the Sword God!
call!
At the moment when the sword light pierced, Yang Ju's mind seemed to be in a trance for a moment.
Where did martial arts come from?
According to ordinary people's opinion, martial arts come from the military who have fought against people for countless years.
Among the various classics, Yang Yu saw another statement.
It is said that martial arts originated from the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and evolved from the "Dao Fruit" and "Supernatural Ability" by the ancient people.
Yang Yu believes that there are both of the above.
There may be masters of Buddhism and Taoism who realize martial arts from Daoguo supernatural powers, but there must also be ordinary people who sum up martial arts routines in fighting with others.
The distinction between high and low martial arts may be derived from this.
In the past, he was not sure, until he was beaten to death by Henry Zhang in the battle of Liuji Mountain. That scene, like a red-hot iron, was deeply imprinted in his heart.
In the many illusions that followed, he recalled and summed up unconsciously, and by the time he got out of the underground palace, he had initially mastered the way to exert force with that punch.
It's crude, not even boxing.
But this style of boxing is the best way to exert his tremendous strength far beyond ordinary people.
call!
While his mind was turning, Yang Jue's eyes brightened.
The majestic force came layer by layer, from shoulder to arm to palm.
Immediately, his five fingers were suddenly pinched together, turned into fist marks, and he stretched out straight to hit the sword light that stabbed several feet straight!
This is an extremely crude boxing method.
It's just swinging the arms, pinching them together, and throwing them forward, such simple boxing techniques, not to mention warriors, even ordinary villagers in the countryside are much more attractive than this.
However, with such a simple fist technique, Duan Fei's hairs all closed at the moment of the punch, as if he had been greatly frightened.
In a trance, I felt that the person in front of me had undergone earth-shaking changes.
It was no longer a divine archer with a divine arrow in his hand who killed the three of them, but a peerless general who rode on a dragon horse and looked down upon him.
This, this punch...
boom!
Fists and swords intersect, and the wind explodes!
With the two of them at the center, the ten-foot-long street shook together, as if the mud trampled by a giant elephant suddenly collapsed by more than a foot.
There are also large pieces of earth and rocks that are squeezed by the strong wind and scattered like arrows.
"what!"
Duan Fei felt like being killed by lightning, his body trembled a few times, and he glared unwillingly, he was only one step away, as long as he got one more step, he was sure to stab the archer to death on the spot.
However, this line is like a moat, which cannot be crossed no matter what.
Because the power of this punch was beyond his imagination.
Who would have thought that a sharp archer whose internal energy was less than ten percent of his own would have such terrifying power?
Raising the long sword that he had smashed, the tiger's mouth was numb, and his eyes were a little black.
This punch never pierced through his stellar energy, but the long sword was delivered, which actually displaced his internal organs, and he was a little overwhelmed.
"die!"
In one collision, Yang Ju's clothes and hair were all thrown back, his long sleeves were completely smashed, and there were sword marks and wounds on his palms and arms. The sharpness of the sword light was incredible.
It easily split the Gang Qi on his arm.
Even, his whole body was cut into countless fine wounds.
But he didn't hesitate in the slightest, he stepped forward, and he punched him down again without threatening to fight!
boom!
Duan Fei turned back his sword to parry, but was thrown back a few steps, his heart was sullen and furious, but it was not as good as he turned back the long sword, and punched it down again!
boom!
Bang bang bang!
Yang Jue stomped his feet continuously, punching like a strong bow and kicking, one punch was faster than one punch, and one punch was heavier than one punch. He felt that all the anguish of retreat in March was vented out.
The more you fight, the more fun you will have, and the more you fight, the more hearty you will be.
puff!
It wasn't until a muffled sound came that he woke up like a dream, retracted his blood-stained fist, and the smoke and dust in front of his eyes dispersed,
But where is Duan Fei?
Only a headless body, like a wooden stake, was hammered into the slate mud, and blood and brains protruded from the neck.
It seems that there is a wind blowing, and the dust is scattered.
Inside and outside the long street, people hiding everywhere in the dark felt a little creepy when they saw this scene.
At this time, the sun was scorching hot, but he was in a cold sweat.
Fierce!
So brutal!
Not to mention the six-door headhunters like Tie Kaishan, even the gangsters like Changliu, who have been slaughtered for a long time, were all dumbfounded.
Among them there are many tyrannical people, killing people is useless, but this is the first time they have seen such brutal killing methods.
The head of the person was beaten into the chest cavity...
Only Huang Sixiang, who had already captured the short old man, looked better, but his heart was shocked, but it was beyond words.
He has already seen Yang Qiu's prowess, otherwise, he would not have strongly recommended it in front of Xu Wenji.
However, this is too over the top...
That Duan Fei's martial arts might not be as good as his own, but he asked himself that it would not be easy to take down this person, especially after he showed his 'Innate Invisible Breaking Sword'.
But such a ferocious bandit was actually hammered to death by a young man who was not as good as a weak crown this year...
Rao Huang Sixiang couldn't believe it for a moment.
Archery may improve by leaps and bounds, but this is a head-on fight...
"Escape, escape!"
After a long time, a group of bandits let out a terrifying howl.
This group of thugs who were selected and traveled thousands of miles to make a name for Changliu's siege couldn't hold back at all.
Amidst the shrill screams, he seemed to run away even after going mad.
Even though the leader was killed one after another, he didn't even have the slightest courage to go forward and fight that person.
Was scared out of my wits!
"kill!"
Tie Kaishan and the others also came back to their senses, and rushed towards the group of thugs who fled in panic.
Yang Ju was not stingy with the arrows in his hands.
Bending the bow and setting the arrow, the arrows opened a chain, and soon helped Tie Kaishan and others to kill the group of bandits. Naturally, Yang Jue easily dealt with those with high martial arts skills.
"Yang, Yang Baihu, it's really a good trick."
Huang Sixiang's expression was still somewhat complicated as he approached the short old man with his hands upside down.
Yang Jue's internal energy is still thin, and it seems that he has only just passed the third level of foundation establishment. However, even with no merit, his strength is enough for him to face it squarely.
If you have a bow and arrow...
"I thought Mr. Huang thought highly of himself, and he would deal with foreign enemies with all his strength. I didn't expect that he would light a beacon to ask for help..."
Yang Ju received his bow and smiled.
The underground palace where he retreats is about 20 miles away from here. If it weren't for the sound of the drums and the smoke of the wolf, he would never have seen the Mulinfu city.
"Pfft! You..."
Before Huang Sixiang could speak, the short old man who was being carried by him already spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was already heartbroken for this big defeat, thinking that Xu Wenji counted him and others as dead, and this defeat was not a crime of war, but after hearing these words, he couldn't bear it any longer.
Under the rage, he passed out directly.
"Ok?"
Seeing the weird yellow four elephants in his eyes, Yang Yu's eyes are also a little weird:
"This beacon fire, could it be these bandits who ignited it themselves?"
"This group of thieves are used to being domineering, maybe they want to light the beacon and attract everyone to solve it together?"
Huang Sixiang looked weird, but he had to admit it.
If Xu Wenji hadn't passed on the letter to himself, and these stupid thieves self-righteously lit the beacon tower to attract Yang prison, the Mulinfu city at this time, I'm afraid it would be turned into a Shura field.
"If Changliu Mountain has such a mind..."
Yang Yu was suddenly dumbfounded.
"Those who practice martial arts are brave but not resourceful; those who practice literature are resourceful but not courageous. Few dare to occupy the mountains and forests."
Huang Sixiang sneered:
"This group of bandits probably don't know a few words, so what kind of brains do you expect them to have?"
"I'm afraid it may not be possible. Changliu Mountain can have the reputation it has today. Naturally, there are still smart people."
Yang Jue didn't pay much attention to it, he took the package that Xiao Wu packed up, and he didn't rush to open it, instead he asked:
"Master Huang, you said 'innate invisible sword' before, but what is the background?"
"Do you know Sword Forging Villa?"
Huang Sixiang swept around, and the policemen of the six gates were cleaning up the mess.
"The three sects of the Ming Dynasty are naturally not clear. But isn't the famous martial art of Zhujian Villa, the 'seven kills and seven seizures of the devil sword'? Isn't this so-called 'innate invisible sword' also the martial arts of Zhujian Villa? "
Yang Ju frowned slightly.
As the Nine Kings of the Ming Dynasty stepped into the rivers and lakes decades ago, the martial arts in the rivers and lakes declined, and many major martial arts schools were wiped out. Only three sects were never liquidated.
Hanging Mountain, Lanke Temple, Zhujian Villa.
Among them, the former is hidden in the [-] mountains and is rarely seen. The second is the ancestral land of Buddhism, a place revered by thousands of Buddhist believers, and it is also being liquidated.
But as Henry Zhang was blocked by the Yulong Temple, he hid.
The third is the Sword Casting Villa.
As the name suggests, it makes a living by casting soldiers. For 400 years, most of them made a living by casting weapons for the royal family, aristocratic families, and other sects.
"Yes and no."
After pondering for a while, Huang Sixiang said:
"This sword technique comes from the 'Hanging Sword Terrace', and it is the sword technique created by 'Mu Qingliu'. This person was originally an abandoned disciple of Zhujian Villa..."
"Mu Qingliu?"
Yang Jue chewed on the name, his eyes suddenly froze:
"Sword God Mu Qingliu?!"
Speaking of this name, Yang Yu really didn't have a deep impression, but when it comes to his title, everyone knows it.
Sword God Mu Qingliu.
But it is one of the twelve martial saints in the world.
According to legend, he was just a fire-burning handyman in Zhujian Villa at first, with high talents. After rebelling from Zhujian Villa, it took only a few decades to become a martial artist.
However, he doesn't even have any apprentices, only the four sword-holding boys around him. The Hanging Sword Terrace is not a sect, but rather a dojo for his own practice.
"It's him."
Huang Sixiang nodded:
"Namu Qingliu is so proud that he will not collude with bandits, but it is said that he once gave a sword scripture to Zhujian Villa, and there may be this 'Innate Invisible Breaking Sword' on it..."
"There are many disciples from Zhujian Villa, if this person is really from Zhujian Villa, hehe..."
Huang Sixiang sneered.
"Forging Sword Villa..."
Yang Jue's eyes flickered, he kept this matter in his heart, and looked at the short old man at his feet who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
With thought.
"I always feel that Ji Longshan sent these three rogues to Mulin Mansion for some other purpose..."
Good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)
call!
At the moment when the sword light pierced, Yang Ju's mind seemed to be in a trance for a moment.
Where did martial arts come from?
According to ordinary people's opinion, martial arts come from the military who have fought against people for countless years.
Among the various classics, Yang Yu saw another statement.
It is said that martial arts originated from the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and evolved from the "Dao Fruit" and "Supernatural Ability" by the ancient people.
Yang Yu believes that there are both of the above.
There may be masters of Buddhism and Taoism who realize martial arts from Daoguo supernatural powers, but there must also be ordinary people who sum up martial arts routines in fighting with others.
The distinction between high and low martial arts may be derived from this.
In the past, he was not sure, until he was beaten to death by Henry Zhang in the battle of Liuji Mountain. That scene, like a red-hot iron, was deeply imprinted in his heart.
In the many illusions that followed, he recalled and summed up unconsciously, and by the time he got out of the underground palace, he had initially mastered the way to exert force with that punch.
It's crude, not even boxing.
But this style of boxing is the best way to exert his tremendous strength far beyond ordinary people.
call!
While his mind was turning, Yang Jue's eyes brightened.
The majestic force came layer by layer, from shoulder to arm to palm.
Immediately, his five fingers were suddenly pinched together, turned into fist marks, and he stretched out straight to hit the sword light that stabbed several feet straight!
This is an extremely crude boxing method.
It's just swinging the arms, pinching them together, and throwing them forward, such simple boxing techniques, not to mention warriors, even ordinary villagers in the countryside are much more attractive than this.
However, with such a simple fist technique, Duan Fei's hairs all closed at the moment of the punch, as if he had been greatly frightened.
In a trance, I felt that the person in front of me had undergone earth-shaking changes.
It was no longer a divine archer with a divine arrow in his hand who killed the three of them, but a peerless general who rode on a dragon horse and looked down upon him.
This, this punch...
boom!
Fists and swords intersect, and the wind explodes!
With the two of them at the center, the ten-foot-long street shook together, as if the mud trampled by a giant elephant suddenly collapsed by more than a foot.
There are also large pieces of earth and rocks that are squeezed by the strong wind and scattered like arrows.
"what!"
Duan Fei felt like being killed by lightning, his body trembled a few times, and he glared unwillingly, he was only one step away, as long as he got one more step, he was sure to stab the archer to death on the spot.
However, this line is like a moat, which cannot be crossed no matter what.
Because the power of this punch was beyond his imagination.
Who would have thought that a sharp archer whose internal energy was less than ten percent of his own would have such terrifying power?
Raising the long sword that he had smashed, the tiger's mouth was numb, and his eyes were a little black.
This punch never pierced through his stellar energy, but the long sword was delivered, which actually displaced his internal organs, and he was a little overwhelmed.
"die!"
In one collision, Yang Ju's clothes and hair were all thrown back, his long sleeves were completely smashed, and there were sword marks and wounds on his palms and arms. The sharpness of the sword light was incredible.
It easily split the Gang Qi on his arm.
Even, his whole body was cut into countless fine wounds.
But he didn't hesitate in the slightest, he stepped forward, and he punched him down again without threatening to fight!
boom!
Duan Fei turned back his sword to parry, but was thrown back a few steps, his heart was sullen and furious, but it was not as good as he turned back the long sword, and punched it down again!
boom!
Bang bang bang!
Yang Jue stomped his feet continuously, punching like a strong bow and kicking, one punch was faster than one punch, and one punch was heavier than one punch. He felt that all the anguish of retreat in March was vented out.
The more you fight, the more fun you will have, and the more you fight, the more hearty you will be.
puff!
It wasn't until a muffled sound came that he woke up like a dream, retracted his blood-stained fist, and the smoke and dust in front of his eyes dispersed,
But where is Duan Fei?
Only a headless body, like a wooden stake, was hammered into the slate mud, and blood and brains protruded from the neck.
It seems that there is a wind blowing, and the dust is scattered.
Inside and outside the long street, people hiding everywhere in the dark felt a little creepy when they saw this scene.
At this time, the sun was scorching hot, but he was in a cold sweat.
Fierce!
So brutal!
Not to mention the six-door headhunters like Tie Kaishan, even the gangsters like Changliu, who have been slaughtered for a long time, were all dumbfounded.
Among them there are many tyrannical people, killing people is useless, but this is the first time they have seen such brutal killing methods.
The head of the person was beaten into the chest cavity...
Only Huang Sixiang, who had already captured the short old man, looked better, but his heart was shocked, but it was beyond words.
He has already seen Yang Qiu's prowess, otherwise, he would not have strongly recommended it in front of Xu Wenji.
However, this is too over the top...
That Duan Fei's martial arts might not be as good as his own, but he asked himself that it would not be easy to take down this person, especially after he showed his 'Innate Invisible Breaking Sword'.
But such a ferocious bandit was actually hammered to death by a young man who was not as good as a weak crown this year...
Rao Huang Sixiang couldn't believe it for a moment.
Archery may improve by leaps and bounds, but this is a head-on fight...
"Escape, escape!"
After a long time, a group of bandits let out a terrifying howl.
This group of thugs who were selected and traveled thousands of miles to make a name for Changliu's siege couldn't hold back at all.
Amidst the shrill screams, he seemed to run away even after going mad.
Even though the leader was killed one after another, he didn't even have the slightest courage to go forward and fight that person.
Was scared out of my wits!
"kill!"
Tie Kaishan and the others also came back to their senses, and rushed towards the group of thugs who fled in panic.
Yang Ju was not stingy with the arrows in his hands.
Bending the bow and setting the arrow, the arrows opened a chain, and soon helped Tie Kaishan and others to kill the group of bandits. Naturally, Yang Jue easily dealt with those with high martial arts skills.
"Yang, Yang Baihu, it's really a good trick."
Huang Sixiang's expression was still somewhat complicated as he approached the short old man with his hands upside down.
Yang Jue's internal energy is still thin, and it seems that he has only just passed the third level of foundation establishment. However, even with no merit, his strength is enough for him to face it squarely.
If you have a bow and arrow...
"I thought Mr. Huang thought highly of himself, and he would deal with foreign enemies with all his strength. I didn't expect that he would light a beacon to ask for help..."
Yang Ju received his bow and smiled.
The underground palace where he retreats is about 20 miles away from here. If it weren't for the sound of the drums and the smoke of the wolf, he would never have seen the Mulinfu city.
"Pfft! You..."
Before Huang Sixiang could speak, the short old man who was being carried by him already spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was already heartbroken for this big defeat, thinking that Xu Wenji counted him and others as dead, and this defeat was not a crime of war, but after hearing these words, he couldn't bear it any longer.
Under the rage, he passed out directly.
"Ok?"
Seeing the weird yellow four elephants in his eyes, Yang Yu's eyes are also a little weird:
"This beacon fire, could it be these bandits who ignited it themselves?"
"This group of thieves are used to being domineering, maybe they want to light the beacon and attract everyone to solve it together?"
Huang Sixiang looked weird, but he had to admit it.
If Xu Wenji hadn't passed on the letter to himself, and these stupid thieves self-righteously lit the beacon tower to attract Yang prison, the Mulinfu city at this time, I'm afraid it would be turned into a Shura field.
"If Changliu Mountain has such a mind..."
Yang Yu was suddenly dumbfounded.
"Those who practice martial arts are brave but not resourceful; those who practice literature are resourceful but not courageous. Few dare to occupy the mountains and forests."
Huang Sixiang sneered:
"This group of bandits probably don't know a few words, so what kind of brains do you expect them to have?"
"I'm afraid it may not be possible. Changliu Mountain can have the reputation it has today. Naturally, there are still smart people."
Yang Jue didn't pay much attention to it, he took the package that Xiao Wu packed up, and he didn't rush to open it, instead he asked:
"Master Huang, you said 'innate invisible sword' before, but what is the background?"
"Do you know Sword Forging Villa?"
Huang Sixiang swept around, and the policemen of the six gates were cleaning up the mess.
"The three sects of the Ming Dynasty are naturally not clear. But isn't the famous martial art of Zhujian Villa, the 'seven kills and seven seizures of the devil sword'? Isn't this so-called 'innate invisible sword' also the martial arts of Zhujian Villa? "
Yang Ju frowned slightly.
As the Nine Kings of the Ming Dynasty stepped into the rivers and lakes decades ago, the martial arts in the rivers and lakes declined, and many major martial arts schools were wiped out. Only three sects were never liquidated.
Hanging Mountain, Lanke Temple, Zhujian Villa.
Among them, the former is hidden in the [-] mountains and is rarely seen. The second is the ancestral land of Buddhism, a place revered by thousands of Buddhist believers, and it is also being liquidated.
But as Henry Zhang was blocked by the Yulong Temple, he hid.
The third is the Sword Casting Villa.
As the name suggests, it makes a living by casting soldiers. For 400 years, most of them made a living by casting weapons for the royal family, aristocratic families, and other sects.
"Yes and no."
After pondering for a while, Huang Sixiang said:
"This sword technique comes from the 'Hanging Sword Terrace', and it is the sword technique created by 'Mu Qingliu'. This person was originally an abandoned disciple of Zhujian Villa..."
"Mu Qingliu?"
Yang Jue chewed on the name, his eyes suddenly froze:
"Sword God Mu Qingliu?!"
Speaking of this name, Yang Yu really didn't have a deep impression, but when it comes to his title, everyone knows it.
Sword God Mu Qingliu.
But it is one of the twelve martial saints in the world.
According to legend, he was just a fire-burning handyman in Zhujian Villa at first, with high talents. After rebelling from Zhujian Villa, it took only a few decades to become a martial artist.
However, he doesn't even have any apprentices, only the four sword-holding boys around him. The Hanging Sword Terrace is not a sect, but rather a dojo for his own practice.
"It's him."
Huang Sixiang nodded:
"Namu Qingliu is so proud that he will not collude with bandits, but it is said that he once gave a sword scripture to Zhujian Villa, and there may be this 'Innate Invisible Breaking Sword' on it..."
"There are many disciples from Zhujian Villa, if this person is really from Zhujian Villa, hehe..."
Huang Sixiang sneered.
"Forging Sword Villa..."
Yang Jue's eyes flickered, he kept this matter in his heart, and looked at the short old man at his feet who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
With thought.
"I always feel that Ji Longshan sent these three rogues to Mulin Mansion for some other purpose..."
Good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)
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