The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 54: Ancient Swordsmanship

Hearing Yue Ling's words, Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the magic power in his body surged, causing his Taoist robe to flutter.

With a clang sound, the Ghost-Slaying Sword was unsheathed.

Under the moonlight, the long sword was like a clear shadow, stabbing towards Yue Ling. Its speed was far beyond that of an ordinary person, and it reached a distance of several feet in a moment.

Zhang Jiuyang has also been studying swordsmanship on his own during this period. Coupled with his extraordinary physique after his blood transfusion and marrow cleansing, although this sword move has no rules, it is also swift and fierce.

Yue Ling stood quietly, without unsheathing the Dragon Sparrow Sword. He just turned his hand and tapped the scabbard lightly.

clang!
The Demon-Slaying Sword let out a mournful cry, as if a green snake was grabbed by its vital point. The tip of the sword shook and trembled, failing to pierce her vital parts, and even her armor.

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils condensed, and he used his wrist strength to steady the sword, ready to make a horizontal slash.

But Yue Ling had already stepped forward, intruded into his space, raised the hilt of his knife, and accurately touched the hilt of his sword.

clang!
Zhang Jiuyang's ghost-slaying sword flew out of his hand.

He was not panicked, but instead made sword gestures with his hands and performed the flying sword technique.

However, a slender hand wearing golden soft armor had firmly grasped the hilt of the Demon-Slaying Sword. Under the terrifying force, the Demon-Slaying Sword had almost no power to resist and was obediently pulled in front of her.

The sword was still struggling and trembling. She frowned slightly and flicked her fingers.

clang! !

The Demon-Slaying Sword has become completely obedient.

Under the moonlight, she looked at the red jade sword and the Big Dipper on it, her eyes seemed to be moved.

"If I'm not mistaken, this sword was once the Taiyue Sword of my ancestor, Duke Dingguo."

Zhang Jiuyang coughed, looking a little embarrassed.

Although the process of his obtaining the Taiyue Sword was fair and honest, it was after all the sword passed down from someone else's ancestors. Not only did he obtain it, he also refined it into a ghost-slaying sword.

It's reasonable to feel a little guilty.

Unexpectedly, Yue Ling was not angry at all. Instead, he said calmly, "You have refined it well. The Taiyue Sword has undergone a complete transformation. In fact, I have also refined my Dragon Sparrow Knife again."

Zhang Jiuyang recalled the flame-shaped runes that lit up on the blade when she nailed the Dragon Sparrow Knife into the body of the locust monster that night, and he immediately understood.

"This sword is meant for you. I hope you can use it to kill more evil spirits in the future and not bring disgrace upon the reputation of our ancestor, Duke Dingguo."

After saying that, she threw the Ghost-Slaying Sword to Zhang Jiuyang.

She casually stuck the Dragon Sparrow Knife into the ground, looked around, and then picked up a branch with a few dying leaves on it.

"I am going to teach you the sword technique that was also created by our ancestor Duke Dingguo, and is called Liuhe."

She held the branch with one hand and slowly placed the other hand on the front end of the branch, making a motion as if drawing a sword. Her eyes suddenly became sharp, like the edge of a sword.

"The first move, sword drawing, blue dragon coming out of the sea!"

Her spirit and energy were instantly hidden in the valley, her breathing was like the long wind, and there was even a faint humming sound like wind and thunder, as if Kunpeng entered the sea, accumulating momentum to reach the sky.

Zhang Jiuyang felt his hair stand on end, as if a sword had been placed on his neck.

Just when he was frightened, Yue Ling moved.

It was like a dormant volcano erupting.

The sword's power was like a flood that broke through a dam, opening the floodgates of a river, rushing in mightily, submerging the mountains and breaking through all the passes.

What she held in her hand seemed to no longer be a branch, but a divine sword that could split mountains and cut peaks, and a green dragon with its claws reaching out to the clouds.

The branch touched Zhang Jiuyang's brow.

Even with his enhanced eyesight, he couldn't see the trajectory of the sword.

Fast, too fast!

Moreover, the astonishing sword power also made him feel restrained, as if he was put in an invisible shackle.

"The second move, Oolong points to Phoenix."

She flicked her wrist, and the branch instantly became light and agile, and lightly touched Zhang Jiuyang's eyes with lightning speed.

Like a gentle breeze in the evening.

But Zhang Jiuyang felt cold in his heart. If her hand holding the branch had moved forward an inch more, he would have lost this pair of eyes.

The mistake was to point out that the eyes of the person were the ones being pointed out!

"The third move, fleeting time."

The sword flashed like a startled wild goose, so agile that it was unbelievable, and it quietly slid across Zhang Jiuyang's neck, just as time flies, and the dead are like this. A sword sends you on your way ahead of time, cutting off time.

"The fourth move, the dragon circling the pillar."

As soon as he finished speaking, the branch seemed to turn into a dangerous python, coiling its body and sticking out its tongue, becoming extremely sinister, and gently wrapped around Zhang Jiuyang's wrist.

Breaking the hand by pulling the tendons.

"The fifth move is also the most dangerous one. It is a killing move that uses the weak to defeat the strong and fights for life. It is called the mantis stalks the bird."

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it, but this sword is called the mantis stalks the oriole, which shows how dangerous and fierce it is.

Yue Ling put away her sword and approached, with murderous intent in her eyes and a terrifying momentum. Zhang Jiuyang subconsciously raised his Ghost-Slaying Sword and stabbed at her.

At the critical moment, she slightly turned sideways and the sword edge brushed past her cheek.

A moment later, the two passed each other.

Yue Ling stood with a sword over his back, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, and a few dead leaves on the branches slowly fell.

Zhang Jiuyang took a breath of cold air because there was a piece of cloth at his feet, which was the fabric of his Taoist robe.

At this moment, his armpits felt slightly cold.

The sword just now was aimed at the Jiquan point under his armpit. This point is located at the highest point of the heart meridian and is responsible for the blood vessels. Once this point is severely damaged and the sword energy invades, the blood flow throughout the body will be blocked, and he will eventually die from exhaustion of the heart meridian.

Even though Yue Ling had restrained most of his strength, Zhang Jiuyang still felt a little dizzy and his limbs were a little stiff.

"If you can't defeat the enemy even after using the fifth move, then you only have the last move left."

Yue Ling turned around, gripped the branch tightly with both hands, raised it high and chopped it down, letting out a long roar, as powerful and exciting as a tiger descending from the mountain, with a determined look and a tragic aura, as if he wanted to die together with everyone.

"This is the sixth move, the tiger descends the mountain."

Zhang Jiuyang was a little puzzled and asked, "Is this the end?"

I feel that the fifth move, "Mantis Stalks the Bird", is much more powerful than the sixth move.

"Can this sixth move, Tiger Descending the Mountain, defeat an enemy that the first five moves couldn't defeat?"

He said a little puzzled.

"No."

Yue Ling said frankly: "But it can let you die with dignity, perhaps you can gain the respect of your enemies, and I can also help you rest in peace."

Zhang Jiuyang was silent for a moment, speechless.

"This set of Liuhe swordsmanship was created by our ancestor Duke Dingguo on the battlefield. It has sharp killing moves and is specially designed to break heavy armor. The moves are simple and easy to master quickly, but it is easy to learn but difficult to master. It still requires a certain amount of talent."

Zhang Jiuyang understood. No wonder the Liuhe sword technique focused on the neck, wrists, armpits and other places, because these places were also the weak points of most armor on the battlefield.

Next, Yue Ling will explain the corresponding breathing techniques, strength-generating tips, and subtle joints in the sword moves.

Zhang Jiuyang listened very carefully.

"Remember?"

"remember."

"Practice it once and let me see."

Zhang Jiuyang began to practice this sword technique. His speed was not fast and his momentum was not strong enough, but overall he made no mistakes, including his breathing and strength, all of which were in good working order.

There was a hint of surprise in Yue Ling's eyes.

I didn't expect that his talent in kendo is even higher than I thought.

It's a rough jade.

It’s a pity that I didn’t hone my basic skills well since childhood and wasted too much time.

After practicing a set of sword techniques, Zhang Jiuyang sheathed his sword and looked at Yue Ling.

She nodded and praised: "You have learned well, you are very talented."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, feeling a little excited. Just as he was about to say something humble, he heard that cold voice again.

"In that case, it's time for us to part ways."

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(End of this chapter)