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Chapter 67
The knife has the potential to split the mountain, and the evil spirit comes with a fierce wind, which raises the dust on the ground, and the murderous intent that burst out with the knife makes the scalp numb.

If it was before, with Ye Zhiming's high martial arts, he could easily break it with the Qingfeng in his hand.But at this moment, he lost his right hand holding the sword, just like a bird that has lost its wing, not to mention that he has practiced sword all his life, he has always used his right hand sword, and now it is even more difficult for him to flap his wings to fly into the air, he has become like a phoenix with broken wings, not as good as a chicken .

In this way, he has no intention of resisting at all, and he has no way to resist at all.

He never thought that with his cultivation, he would end up here, trapped under the Tang Sect's hidden weapon, and would die at the hands of the evil bandits.

The knife was extremely castrated, full of murderous aura, and it was inevitable to avoid it, but Ye Zhiming calmly closed his eyes, just waiting for the light of the knife to fall.

However, before the light of the knife that was full of murderous intent fell, there was a clear and crisp impact sound in front of him.He opened his eyes and saw that Chu Sheng was holding a sword in front of him to protect him. The long sword in his hand was blocking the blade, and he actually blocked the blow.

Since he has been favored by others, whether Ren Chusheng is a hypocrite or a real villain, he can't help but jump out.

Ye Zhiming's eyes were complicated. Chi Mushan had already caused Chu Feng's death, and Chu Sheng was standing in front of him again.
"Where did Xiaoxiao come from!" Facing the menacing attack, the knife that should have been rewarded was blocked by someone.The mountain splitting golden swordsman yelled in a cold voice, and the long sword in his hand was already slashing down one after another. The light of the sword passed by quickly, like layers of overlapping shadows, forcing Chu Sheng to meet him in a hurry with the 24-style Zhiming swordsmanship. The second move is to go Ruo Liuguang, barely resisting the light of the knife.

"Zheng!"

The swords and swords faced each other, and Chu Sheng's right arm holding the sword was already numb from the shock.However, such a sound suddenly sounded, and he raised his eyes to see that the long sword that had already been gaped in the morning and evening continued, but at this time, it was severed in the sharp light of the knife.

Could it be God's will.
"Don't die!" A thunderous voice sounded, and the swordsman who split the mountain cut his head with a knife. Chu Sheng's heart suddenly rang out, and before he could be frightened, he tried to dodge the vicious and swift knife. But the speed of the knife is already in sight.

At such a juncture, there was a stone flying from nowhere, and it hit Chu Sheng's waist impartially. Being pushed by the sudden burst of energy, Chu Sheng leaned his body and avoided it dangerously. This knife rolled to the side in a bit of embarrassment.

Before searching for the life-saving stone, Chu Sheng heard Ye Zhiming's voice.

"Take the sword!"

The long sword was thrown, and the sword light also turned back and slashed back. Chu Sheng gritted his teeth and jumped up, caught the sword in mid-air, and hurriedly swung his sword to block the sword light. The sword blades were aligned, and the sword light was deflected, and it was slashing at him. His shoulders were already dripping with blood.

"And let me, Kuang Lang, give you a ride!"

The internal force burst out, and the light of the sword went like thunder. Chu Sheng tried his best to raise his energy, but the momentum of the sword was cut off by the light of the sword.He had no choice but to dodge in embarrassment, and after a while, there were three or four wounds on his body, and the blood was like a fountain.Although holding the long sword with all his strength, Chu Sheng was already exhausted and short of breath. Facing the light of the saber, which was especially strong in castration, he had more than enough heart but not enough strength.The sword light was aimed straight, and before Chu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, he had no choice but to raise his sword resolutely, but at this time Ye Zhiming's voice came: "Use the fourth style of 'cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle' to fight, Speed ​​forward the seventh form 'Yang Aqi Dance'!"

The voice was like seeing the sun through the clouds, Chu Sheng immediately raised his inner strength, blocked the long sword sideways, and shifted his steps, Kuang Lang stabbed in the air.He immediately pulled out the saber and slashed at him, but Jian Guang seemed to have eyes, and he had already picked it out ahead of time, stabbing at an unpredictable angle, forcing Kuang Lang to turn around to block it.

"Enter the ninth form 'Le Yin San Jue', and turn to the No.14 form 'Bo Zhong Yi You' to take!"

The swords collided with each other, making a buzzing sound. Chu Sheng's mind was clear, and the sword force changed again. It was like a flash of light, and the sword hit the throat, shoulder, and chest three times in a row.Kuang Lang moved in a panic, he hurriedly dodged a sword, and parried a sword with the blade, but the last sword came after him, and he avoided sideways dangerously, but his chest was already sliced ​​open by the sword light. There was a trace of blood on the skirt of his clothes.

Raising the saber and drawing the sword, he was extremely angry, never thought that such an accident would happen in Hengli, and an unknown person would force him to retreat again and again, roaring angrily.

"Let's try my style of 'slashing the mountain with a horizontal knife'!"

Before he finished speaking, the light of the sword had arrived, and it was like a thunderous thunder, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on top.

This move is naturally one of the moves he used to cut the mountain and press the bottom of the box, and Chu Sheng woke up in an instant.The No.14 style 'Bo Zhong Yi You' is exquisite in defense, but it may not be able to resist this tyrannical knife.

Ye Zhiming also saw the ferocity of that sword and frowned. Many thoughts flashed through his mind. The 24th style Zhiming sword technique had long been mastered in his heart. He hurriedly said: "Use the No. 16th style' chime Why do you ask for help!"

This style is a sword move with a change of sword intent, and it already has an ethereal meaning.What to ask for and what to worry about, these are the most exquisite two moves among the 24 moves. If Chu Sheng is familiar with them, he can naturally twist them casually and block them easily.

But the problem is that this style is also the opposite of the No. 20 four-style sword move "Knowing fate and no worries", it is the most difficult to comprehend thoroughly, and Chu Sheng just understood it.If it is proficiency, it really can't reach such a state.

It's just that before he could finish his sentence, the light of the knife had already hit his face, and the strong wind was dazzling, but Chu Sheng's mind went blank, knowing that if he couldn't resist the knife, he would definitely lose his life here.

When the sword came, it had to be blocked. Chu Sheng raised his sword almost instinctively, and his chest was twitched by the internal force in an instant. Blood was overflowing from his mouth, and his clothes were cracked on his arms. His condition was miserable.

But it can be regarded as a blessing to the soul. At this moment of life and death, either the 24-style Zhiming swordsmanship, or the seven-style Huihui swordsmanship, or the Huashan Yangwu swordsmanship disappeared in his mind, replaced by the thunderbolt hammer he used before. A sword move that has been tempered and has been brewing.

The sword move was still incomplete, and Chu Sheng had only a simple idea in his mind, one move after another, but it had not yet taken shape.Such so-called sword moves are nothing more than random moves, controlled by the sword.

Facing the light of the saber, he moved sideways and turned the saber back with force in his hand. His internal energy was light and soft, continuous and continuous, but he did not confront him head-on.Instead, it induces the knife to move like a water flow, with no gravity.

The blade turned sideways, and the blade was deflected. It was hard for Kuang Lang to imagine that his sure-to-kill move was deflected by the person in front of him. He couldn't understand and accept it, so he yelled angrily: "What kind of sword technique is this! ?”

This made him furious, and he swung the long knife in his hand with a strong wind, but he lost his composure due to the impact of anger.

However, Chu Sheng's heart is clear, and the long sword in his hand changes according to Kuang Lang's saber movements, and he does not stick to one move or one style.

In Chu Sheng's eyes, that fast knife light turned into the simplest moves, and deconstructed into hacking and chopping in children's play.With a flick of the hand, the sword moves far and near freely, and the sword moves are ever-changing and endless.

The light of the saber is fast, and the sword moves are slow, use slow to control fast, and use powerlessness to control the opponent's mighty strength.

In this way, it is the way of Tai Chi.

(End of this chapter)