[Comprehensive] Taixu Sword Intent

Before Yaoguang could speak, Yuanzong's face changed. He knew that the opponent was Yan Ping, the leader of Zhao Mo, whose sword skills were still superior to his own.

Zhao Wang also looked at Yao Guang with great interest, and asked: "What do you think the real person is?"

Yao Guang put down Zhi Yi's hand, looked at Yan Ping with a very gentle and friendly smile.

"Mr. Yan is the leader of Zhao Mo, and his swordsmanship is very strong. Although I don't want to be the first in swordsmanship, I am very happy to meet such an opponent. Mr. Yan invited me, and I will obey my orders."

Yan Ping looked stern, and said, "I still want to add a lottery."

This sentence was not said before, but it was said at this time, obviously because Ka Yaoguang dared not refuse in front of King Zhao and the officials.If she refuses at this moment, it is tantamount to defeating her self-confidence. In today's world, the status of women is inferior to that of men. Yaoguang can be detached at this moment. Unpredictable temperament is naturally also the reason why people dare not make mistakes, but if her aura is a little weaker, it will inevitably give people the feeling of "a woman is nothing more than this", and she will be like a flood bursting a dike, and it will be out of control.

Yan Ping's calculations were not bad either, first he invited him with soft words, and then he showed his sharp words.

Yao Guang suddenly didn't realize the benefits and harms involved, and still looked at Yan Ping with a smile, raised his eyebrows lightly, and replied with a crisp voice: "Oh?"

Well, it's just a little girl.

Yan Ping felt a little disdainful in his heart, and believed that the other party was just relying on the Taoist reputation to come out and walk, and he didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, even so, he didn't want to seriously turn against the Taoist school, so he said in a deep voice: "If I win, I want to ask the real person for a favor! "

Yao Guang smiled softly, his voice was clear and melodious, and his tone of voice when he answered was a little innocent and cheerful as if he didn't know the world.

"So, what if I win?"

Yan Ping considers himself Zhao Mo's number one swordsman, and he is also a first-class swordsman in the Seven Kingdoms. If he is talking about the head of the Taoist school or someone who has been famous for a long time, or a newcomer to the Taoist school who changed his name to Xiaoyao after a few years He may be a little more vigilant, but the young girl in front of him looks like she grew up pampered and ignorant of world affairs. To save face for the Taoists and not let her lose so ugly, she only needs to defeat her a few tricks to get Yuan Zong, so she said firmly: "If I am defeated by a real person, I am willing to be a servant of a real person."

Just as Yuan Zong expected, the beautiful Taoist girl above nodded with a slight smile, and said with a smile: "It sounds like I took advantage of this lottery, so that's good, within a hundred moves, my sword can't get out of its sheath, To show fairness."

Yan Ping's eyes flashed brightly, and he couldn't help feeling a little angry in his heart, secretly thinking that he must use a tricky hand to show this girl how powerful she is!When swordsmen fight each other, swordsmanship is important, but weapons must not be ignored, otherwise why is there such a thing as a magic weapon?Ordinary swordsmen blindly pursue the sharp weapons of magic weapons, but in vain put the cart before the horse, but after the swordsmanship is successful, a sharp sword that suits him is more important than anything else. He voted for the king of Zhao because of the hidden weapons of the king of Zhao.

Yan Ping was displeased, but he didn't attack immediately, but stretched out his hand and said, "Please enlighten me, Daoist."

Yao Guang took advantage of the situation and stood up, handed the Fuchen that was originally on his lap to Zhao Qian, smiled at Yuan Zong, walked slowly into the arena, and raised his hands to Yan Ping from a distance.

"Mr. Yan is older than me, please make the move first."

Yuanzong couldn't dissuade him in time, so he had to watch Yaoguang end, making up his mind that if the situation was not good, he would rush into the arena even if he was hunted down again.

Xiang Shaolong, on the other hand, has an almost superstitious confidence in Yao Guang, because the impression of the tree branch at the beginning was too deep. In his mind, let alone a sword without a scabbard, maybe a real Qingxu can do it by touching a branch. Turn over Yan Ping.

A wonderful duel has just passed, and another more thrilling contest is coming, everyone is excited, and some even started betting on the outcome of the arena.

Yan Ping's eyelids twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "Since Daoist is so humble, I'll take the initiative and take the lead!"

The lingering sound of the word "hand" is still there, but Yan Ping is no longer in the same place, exerting force with his feet, the distance between the two of them was shortened by more than ten feet in an instant, within five steps of Yaoguang, the long sword was unsheathed, and it was extremely fast , when he swung his sword through the air, it was like thunder roaring, and the audience around him jumped up.

Mozi's swordsmanship focuses on defense and not on attack. This is the same swordsmanship practiced by Mozi in the past dynasties. With the philosophy of "non-attack and love" of the Mohist school, he would not make a sword move like Lian Jin's mad attack. Now the Yuanzong inherits Mozi's swordsmanship, but since the Mohist school split into three Mozis, the three great masters of Mozi all abandoned Mozi's swordsmanship to find another way, Yan Ping abandoned the defense and took the word "attack" He also created a sword technique, relying on his natural strength, a set of Thunder Sword Technique can often kill an opponent in less than thirty moves.

Originally, Yan Ping wanted to slow down the offensive, so that the Taoist girl could look good before she could use her strength, and then neither of them would be in trouble, but since the other party was so naive and arrogant that "the sword cannot be sheathed in a hundred moves", If he kept his strength, he might be ridiculed, so he unceremoniously used the most powerful series of attacks in swordsmanship, trying to catch the opponent by surprise with "fast" and "heavy".

Yan Ping's sword is an epee, which can give full play to his advantages of great strength, and his move is as quick as lightning and flint. In the blink of an eye, he has swung the sword and stabbed Yao Guang's right rib, the wind of the sword is stronger than that of Yao Guang. The sword brushed Yao Guang's Taoist robe faster.

This position is not easy to defend. From the posture, one can know that if one wants to block with a sword, especially if it is a back hand, it is difficult to use force. It is not tricky.

Some people outside the stadium started applauding and applauding one after another.

Yuan Zong already held the sword in his hand.

From this distance, Yao Guang could already clearly capture any subtle expression of Yan Ping, she could see that Yan Ping was showing color, and she probably thought that he would make great achievements in one fell swoop, so she couldn't help laughing.

Since Mingjiao raised the banner of anti-Yuan, she has not used force for many years. Because there are many capable people in the teaching, she is no longer needed to fight, because there is no one in the world who is worthy of her sword.Now that she met such a person with swords drawn, she found it very funny, just like the elders want to laugh when they see the younger generation's naughty mischief.

This is the difference in boundaries.

In the eyes of others, Yan Ping's move is fast and ruthless, as fast as wind and thunder. It really feels "invincible" and makes people feel timid. But in Yao Guang's eyes, Yan Ping's body is full of flaws. If she With a shot, you can easily point out more than ten flaws, all of which are places that Yan Ping has to guard against.

The movements are too wide open and closed, it is inevitable that there will be "old" moves, the old strength is exhausted and the new strength is not born, such a lack of succession is a flaw.

Yan Ping is still studying swordsmanship, while Yao Guang is studying kendo. At the beginning, it was difficult to distinguish between art and Taoism.

Yao Guang smiled very softly, thinking that Zhao Mo is Mohist after all, even if Yan Ping could force Yan Ping back to defense by raising her hand, she still didn't draw out the sword, she didn't even hold the hilt of the sword, but held the sword directly with her left hand The sheath, its leisurely posture is like taking advantage of the warm wind and sunrise to hang out instead of fighting with people.

Yan Ping thought that the other party was stunned by such a fast sword, and he also kept three points of strength in his hand, thinking that he would stop as soon as possible.

In an instant, the accident happened suddenly.

The sword that Yan Ping thought was sure to hit missed, and the Taoist girl who sideways avoided the long sword looked back and smiled at him. The long sword was stuck an inch or so in front of her, just where the wind of the sword could not reach.

No one saw clearly what happened at that moment.

Neither did Yan Ping.

Yan Ping thought it was just a coincidence, he let out a low drink and attacked again, just like Lian Jin attacked Xiang Shaolong before, Yan Ping was even faster, the sword was so fast that he could only see a continuous sword shadow, every time Every sword has a thunderous sound, and it is really like a continuous thunder, and the dust rolled up by the sword wind sweeping the ground almost blurs everyone's sight, however, the more Yan Ping tried his best to attack, the more he felt in his heart. Uneasy, and then even cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Yin Yanping finally saw clearly what happened.

The girl in the blue and white Taoist robe held a long sword and moved around an inch or so like a stroll in the courtyard. With one step, the attacking sword was thrown behind her, and sometimes she even took a step diagonally with her body behind her back to avoid the back move. .

This is impossible!

Yan Ping was terrified.

How could anyone in the world see through his swordsmanship in a single glance, how could someone escape his attack so easily!

It must be Yuanzong who revealed his swordsmanship to this Taoist Qingxu, it must be so!

But, even if he knew, how could he dodge the attack so accurately, and never even take an extra step, as if he had already calculated that his sword would stop there and figured out his next move, no matter how he changed his move , the other party easily dodged away with such a leisurely attitude.

What kind of eyesight is this? !

What kind of agility is this? !

Who is this person? !

Yan Ping advances, Yao Guang retreats.

Yan Ping pursues, Yao Guang retreats again.

The Thunder Sword is a fast sword, in the blink of an eye Yan Ping has made more than [-] moves, but he never even touched the corner of Yao Guang's clothes.Yan Ping was riding a tiger, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and yelled, and rushed forward again.

This time Yao Guang finally left the small area, and swept away for more than ten feet in the direction of the Eight Diagrams.

This lightness skill is extremely wonderful, not only is it as fast as the wind, but it is also graceful and unparalleled, making people feel like an immortal walking on the road, shrinking the ground to an inch.

Everyone couldn't see the previous confrontation of quick attack and body skills, they just stared dumbfounded, but this time the magnificence of lightness kung fu was already in the clear, even people who didn't know martial arts at all could see it, and it was another moment of shock. Several people cheered loudly.

Yan Ping also slid over under his feet, followed by his sword in pursuit.

Yao Guang continued to move forward with a smile, but he didn't keep the distance too far, keeping the distance between the two of them at a point where Yan Ping's sword could not reach, and just like this led Yan Ping to chase behind him.

Yan Ping didn't realize it, but felt that if he was faster, he could catch up, and he put in all his strength.

Others already saw that the situation in the arena was clear, Yan Ping couldn't catch up with the girl in front of him, and instead was led around the arena like a shepherd walking a dog.

Although they are both galloping with lightness kung fu, the "Lingbo Weibu" used by Yao Guang comes from the Taoist mentality. It is "fast", which is far behind in posture. Running so vigorously, it is inevitable that the hair on the temples will be scattered and the posture will be lost.

It would be fine if both of them were sweating profusely and their posture was messed up, but one is more beautiful and the other is more fierce, how can we not make people feel embarrassed.

At this moment, many people laughed and pointed at Yan Ping, and some people applauded Yao Guang loudly.

The two ran around like this for a few times, Yao Guang suddenly looked back and smiled, and said with a loud smile: "The hundred tricks are here, Mr. Yan, be careful."

Before Yan Ping could react for a while, he saw the opponent stop suddenly. He thought that the opponent was exhausted, so he raised his sword and thrust out with a roar.

Only then did Yao Guang hold the saber with his right hand, but let go of his left hand, just holding the unsheathed long sword and swinging the sword between them.

When the scabbard touched the epee, there was only a slight "ding" sound, followed by the sound of metal shattering.

With a bang, half of the epee fell to the ground.

Holding the remaining half of the sword, Yan Ping couldn't believe it, and stared at Yao Guang in shock.

Yao Guang smiled slightly, and said: "If I win by relying on the advantage of weapons, Mr. Yan may be unwilling. If so, I will convince Mr. Yan to be defeated."

In front of Yao Guang holding the sword, a breath of true energy rose from the dantian, pierced through the meridian, and exploded along the long sword in his hand. There are traces of blue and white sword lights, and the brilliance is bright.

Yan Ping's eyes widened immediately, he couldn't believe it.

Yao Guang's eyes were slightly focused, and the two fingers of her left hand were compared to the fingers of a sword against the scabbard. Suddenly, the clear sword energy condensed into seven swords within ten feet around her. , she stared at Yan Ping and smiled slightly.

The Qi swords hanging in the air suddenly flew up, first they flew back and forth several times around Yao Guang's body like Taiji, as fast as a streamer, and when it was too fast, they shot out like a arrow responding to an opportunity.

Unparalleled sharpness, ten thousand swords coming to court, is exactly the "ten thousand swords returning to the sect" of Chunyang Taixu sword sect.