Changbei Longevity Song

In the end, both sides suffer.Qianqian and Ah Liu didn't come to a conclusion, they were at a stalemate, Qianqian pulled Chang Yuanyang and withdrew.

"Ah, don't you want to shoot?" Chang Yuanyang's arrow on Moxian still failed to shoot, and Xiaobei held on tight.

"Forget it, with this skill, it's better to plan how to kill Changsheng. Although he is in a stalemate with me today, I believe it's just a small ant that broke out for a while." Qian Jie said, dragging Chang Yuanyang to disappear .

Seeing them leave, Ah Liu dropped his dagger and fell to the ground.He was more seriously injured than Qian Yan.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted! I won't open the seal by myself next time I say anything!" Ah Liu lay there out of breath, and actually sealed the mana by himself.

"Are you still going to seal the magic power yourself?" Xiaobei finally had a gap and asked.

Ah Liu chuckled and said, "It was passed down by the patriarch alone! Today you just pretend you haven't seen anything, and I'm still an ordinary person."

No wonder that when Zhao Fa used poison halfway, he and Zhou Ni were greatly affected by mana, and Ah Liu sealed his mana when he was in love...

Ah Liu was lying on the ground like a pig, unable to pull it up. "I don't even know what happened just now, anyway, you owe me a favor. I want to eat meat buns!" Xiaobei looked helpless, brother, if you lie here, we can only eat dirt.

"All right, all right, let's go back and eat for you. Let's go back to the army first. We haven't had breakfast yet."

Hearing this, Ah Liu got up from the ground and walked back.He conveniently grabbed a piece of grass from the side of the road and put it in his mouth, his leisurely and inconspicuous appearance seemed to be no different from Ah Liu from before.But now Xiaobei knew that he just didn't want to show it.

"Ah Liu, is your injury okay?" Xiaobei walked beside him, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the scar on his left arm.

"Ouch! I didn't remember until you said that! It hurts!" Ah Liu yelled, holding his wound and jumping up and down, baring his teeth.

Seeing that he was about to play tricks again, Xiaobei's face darkened: "I order you to go back quickly, don't waste any time!"

Ah Liu muttered in a low voice, "If the general says you can turn your back on it, you will turn your back on it", but still ran forward whizzing forward.General Chang can't be messed with...

As soon as he returned to the army, Changsheng greeted him.

"Xiao Bei, where have you been? You disappeared early in the morning, which made me worry for a long time." Chang Sheng grabbed Xiao Bei and refused to let him go.Xiao Bei smiled, and said, "I just went to see Zhou Bi with Ah Liu."

Ah Liu happened to pass by, and the sharp-eyed Chang Sheng caught a glimpse of the wounds all over his body and the sword marks on his left arm.He hurriedly stopped Ah Liu.

"This technique is used by Qian'an! Liu, tell the truth, have you met Qian'an?" Xiaobei raised his hand and pretended to fiddle with the broken hair on his forehead, blocking Changsheng's sight, and kept winking at Liu, calling out He doesn't say it.

Ah Liu took a step back, laughed a few times, and was about to run when Chang Sheng grabbed him by the collar.Reluctantly, he had no choice but to tell the truth: "We did meet..."

"But I don't know why, Qian Jie just saw that he didn't like it and slashed him a few times before leaving." Seeing that he was exposed, Xiaobei quickly grabbed the words, intentionally lightening the situation.

Changsheng stared at Ah Liu for a long time, finally let go, and said: "He didn't like you, but you can still come back alive, what a fate."

Seeing that Chang Sheng no longer doubted, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.Ah Liu said hahaha: "Maybe it's my thick skin, or he is impatient? Hahahaha!" Hearing the sound of food coming, Ah Liu hurried to eat.

Xiaobei looked at his back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.Presumably, Changsheng might not have expected that such ah Liu would resist Qian Xing alone at that time.

I'm afraid that everyone will explode at times.

A voice from over there floated:

Ah Liu: "I want to eat that meat bun..."

21: "That's what I fell in love with! How dare you snatch it from me!"

Xiaobei tugged at Changsheng's sleeve: "Changsheng, nowhere is as good as a military camp, right?" Because he regards this place as his home.

After dinner, seeing Chang Sheng fiddling with the Qingtian Sword, Xiao Bei took the initiative to move forward. "Changsheng, will you practice sword with me?" He begged.Changsheng is undoubtedly at the peak of his strength now, if he can win, then Qianqian will definitely be no problem.

Chang Sheng smiled lightly: "Okay, this way, the location is under the pear tree, whoever gets there first." After the words fell, the two rushed out like a gust of wind.Changsheng suddenly jumped up onto the branch, and stepped on the treetop all the way.Turning around in the air again, kicking his feet towards the air current, he rushed forward and fell to the ground, setting off a few pear blossoms to float up and down again.

The next moment, Xiaobei arrived.

"Xiao Bei, you lost." Chang Sheng said with a smile.In fact, Xiaobei has never seen Changsheng at its peak.After some competition just now, he realized that his lightness skill is still far from longevity.

But Chang Bei never admits defeat.

"The result is undecided!" After saying that, Xiaobei held the sword and drew a half-arc, the tip of the sword passed across the top of Changsheng's head, suddenly turned his wrist, hooked it up from the bottom, and raised his jaw.When Chang Sheng saw this move, he seemed to have expected it, bent his knees, leaned over to dodge it perfectly, raised his hand one after another and used his sword to force Xiao Bei's sword back, and quickly counterattacked with several moves.

Changsheng didn't dare to strike too hard, for fear of hurting Xiaobei, although the few strokes had already touched the body, but the strength was well controlled, just a little lightly.All of those tricks are critical.If it was a real fight, I am afraid that I would have died already.

After some competition, Xiaobei was sweating profusely, willing to admit defeat.In comparison, Changsheng is very calm.It seems that there is a big difference between myself and Changsheng.

"Xiaobei, what kind of swordsmanship did you practice since you were young? Let me tell you. I didn't go all out just now, and all your moves were eliminated, so I think there is something wrong with the way you use your moves." Changsheng was beside him. sat down and said.Xiao Bei thought about it, maybe what Chang Sheng said was right, otherwise why would he practice so hard for so many years, but he couldn't even defend against a few attacks that hit the vitals directly.

Thinking back carefully, Xiaobei said: "It seems that my father started me to learn this set of swordsmanship since I was a child, because he has been practicing it all the time. There is no fixed book, it's just that he taught me a few moves, and then I repeated them by myself. practise."

Chang Sheng frowned and asked, "How long has he been teaching you? Have you checked your practice results?"

"Until he was seriously ill. Before that, he was checked all the time. Later, because he was sick and unable to move, he just gave pointers. After I practiced, he didn't look at it again." Xiaobei paused, suddenly remembered something, and said: "This He seems to have mentioned the sword technique once, called... Nanhu Seventeen Styles!"

"What? Nanhu Seventeen?!" Changsheng poked the Qingtian sword on the ground a little excitedly, "That is a very powerful swordsmanship! At the essence, there is almost no gap in the combination of offense and defense. However, the rumors have been lost in recent years Yes. I've seen it a few times before, but it's a little different from your way of attacking. You can practice the whole set of sword skills and I'll see." Changsheng pondered for a while and said.

"Well, good." Xiao Bei had already rested, and carried out his sword practice as Chang Sheng said.

Raising the sword, jumping, turning around, sweeping low, and stabbing upwards... Changsheng remained silent for the first part, and in the last few moves, as soon as he stabbed with the sword backhand, Changsheng hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Tell me What type and move is this?"

"No. 15, 27 strokes." Changsheng nodded, stepped forward and said, "Each type has thirty strokes, and you made a mistake near the end. Although I haven't practiced Nanhu's seventeen strokes, at least I can Sure, the closing moves of all swordsmanship near the end should be defensive rather than attacking. But you, No. 20 seven moves are outward thrusts, but from the 25th move onwards, your moves have already tended to be closed. Therefore, it should be remembered wrong."

"You change this move to cross block, and practice later."

Xiaobei started to use the sword from the fifteenth move, and at the 27th move, he could change to a backhand to resist, and then continued.This time Changsheng nodded.

In the last thirty strokes, he turned around, his hands down, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and he slid across the grass, closing his posture.

Changsheng took his hand and sat down beside him.Chang Sheng got out a lupine from somewhere, and fanned Xiao Bei lightly, which made him feel much cooler.

"As I guessed, because when I taught you the last few poses, Master Chang was already ill, so he neglected to check, resulting in your mistakes not being discovered. But now I can help you correct them one by one." Changsheng bent up Mouth, smiling.

It's great to have immortality.Xiaobei looked at him, thinking.