Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 119 The Sword Points Like Light! (Happy New Year's Eve)

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On the Tianxian stage, the fat man grinned, shaking his whole body, smiling and nodding to the disciples around him, and then walked down.

However, at this moment, in the eyes of the disciples of the Zhuqianzhang Peak Outer Court, this foolish smile is particularly abominable. It is clearly a fierce tiger, but it just...

Well, someone took a look at Fatty, and the subsequent thought was stifled.

on the high platform.

"This little fat man on Qingyang Peak is not simple, and his steps have traces of "Book of Changes."

The master of the outer courtyard of Qianzhang Peak spoke. This is a middle-aged man in a blue Taoist robe.

Traces of "Book of Changes"!

As soon as this remark came out, many deacons and guardians fixed their eyes and looked at the back of the fat man. There are three volumes of the "Book of Changes", whether it is "Lianshan Yi", "Guizang Yi", or the book written by King Wen more than [-] years ago. The "Book of Changes" is the supreme classic of Taoism. In the past dynasties of the Han Dynasty, many Taoist martial arts have been derived from these three changes. Anyone who can get a trace of the fur has at least reached the level of second-rate martial arts, attracting the attention of the world. Vision, famous for a while.

Too shallow!

After counting breaths, many deacons and guardians turned their gazes away. It was obvious that the fat man hadn't practiced well yet. They couldn't see any mystery and could only wait for the next fight.

Even so, the three people from Qingyang Peak were just the most inconspicuous one at the beginning, and they were so amazing, which made some people of the Jingzi generation look thoughtful. They thought of the old Qingyang Although the peak's heyday is only preserved in the Wudang Historical Records, from a few words, it can be seen that the sky was brilliant and the sky was bright.

in the corner.

Seeing the fat man swaggering all the way, full of ambition, and waving at the Sixth Academy disciples who were staring at him from time to time, Qing Yu slapped his forehead and couldn't bear to look directly at him.

The corners of Su Qinian's mouth also twitched. The fat man's boobs are always indiscriminate, so he suddenly had the urge to move the table.

After a while, the fat man sat down, drank a cup of Taihe tea like a cow chewing a peony, shook his head and said, "How about it, the fat man is on the move, one for two!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chill came down his spine, and when he opened his eyes, he saw two icy gazes in front of him, like two sharp arrows, trying to pierce him through.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the fat man suddenly looked weak, and lay down on the chair, muttering: "The sun is so hot, the chest is so stuffy, and the head is so dizzy..."

clang!

At this time, Youdao Furnace was sounded, and all the thirty-six contests in the first and first rounds were over.

At the same time, another seventy-two disciples stood up at the Six Directions branch.

"Brother Qinglu of Baiyun Peak!"

"And Lei Shifeng's brother Wei Qinghu!"

Before the second round of the first round started, many disciples from the outer court whispered and chatted with each other in low voices, feeling swayed in their hearts.

Qing Lu of Baiyun Peak, only nineteen years old, has already practiced "Turtle Snake Kung Fu" to the eighth level, and is about to complete it. He has understood almost all of the seven forms of Turtle Snake Fist, and even one or two forms have been mastered to perfection.

As for Wei Qinghu of Leishi Peak, there is quite a story. Although he only built the foundation on the seventh layer of "Turtle and Snake Art", he has already penetrated five of the Twelve Classics when he just reached the age of weak crown. Wanting to worship Lei Shifeng's lineage, wanting to be the master of Lei Shifeng, a generation of top soul masters are not available, so they have been stranded in the outer courtyard for the past two years, becoming a big mountain in front of many foundation-establishing disciples .

Many disciples were looking forward to it, but unfortunately, the two never met each other, but had their own opponents.

Su Qinian also gathered his eyes. He has completed the third stage of "Ecstasy Dafa", and his mental power has greatly increased. Even if he doesn't practice martial arts, his mental power can penetrate his eyes, and he can handle all kinds of things on the martial arts field, no matter how big or small. panoramic view.

Obviously, neither Wei Qinghu from Leishifeng nor Qinglu from Baiyunfeng had encountered a real opponent, and even Wei Qinghu's opponent, the sixth level of "Turtle and Snake Art", had not yet completed the sixth level, almost directly admitting defeat with a wry smile. There was no fighting spirit at all.

As a result, the second round was uneventful. Although there were outstanding disciples, it was uneventful.

clang!

The furnace rang again, and Qing Yu got up slowly.

As soon as he moved, a lot of eyes were gathered. With Fatty Zhuyu in front, many disciples from the outer courtyard became a little wary of the three people from Qingyang Peak.

And when Qing Yu boarded the sky platform, a young man on the opposite side sneered, "So it was you."

"Huang Qingli."

Qing Yu spoke calmly and said, "The dog of Huangya Peak."

The eyes of the deacon at the corner of the Tiantai Platform moved slightly, while some disciples from the outer court of Huangya Peak who were watching the battle from all directions were a little dazed. They did not expect such a change, but Qing Yu's voice was too calm, without any emotional fluctuations, and it fell into Huang Qingli's ears , is a complete contempt and humiliation.

His gaze became cold, and Huang Qingli scolded coldly: "I hope your sword is as sharp as your mouth, but the defeated generals are also showing their posture here. Those who are not shocking and endless are poets, and you are nothing. Somewhat self-aware!"

Underdog?

Huang Qingli's voice was not low, and many disciples from the outer court caught the voice. At this time, they looked at Qing Yu with different eyes. Many disciples from the outer court of Huangya Peak showed a playful look. This is the annual festival competition, not to show off Yes, such as the scene at this moment, they have seen too many scenes on weekdays. They are all hysterical poor children lamenting the unfairness of fate.

As everyone watched, on the sky platform, Qing Yu remained unmoved, and said: "Let's use the sword, there is only one chance."

Instead, Huang Qingli calmed down and played with the taste: "I didn't expect to see you for a while, but you are a little more calm, thinking that you can surpass everyone if you get the inheritance of Qingyang Peak. If it takes another year, I will be cautious, but now, you also Don't be afraid that Feng Da will flash his tongue, draw your sword, and let me see how far you have reached in your practice of transforming into three cleanses."

Qing Yu didn't move, just stood where he was, which made many disciples of Huangya Peak frown under Tiantai Platform, and some disciples of the Fifth Academy also raised their eyebrows. The second person who made a move from Qingyang Peak was also too defiant.

On the stage, Huang Qingli's face finally turned cold, and he scolded: "Arrogance!"

Clang!

The broad-bladed long sword tied with a tendon ribbon on the back was unsheathed, and Huang Qingli touched the ground with the tip of the sword and began to take a step.

A series of metal rubbing sounds, accompanied by tiny sparks, Huang Qingli's gaze at this moment was very cold, as if he had been born out of a thousand-year-old ice cave.

At the same time, after his death, a fiery red horse in the process of transformation came to the world. This is the seventh level of "Turtle and Snake Art". "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" has seven layers, skin, tendon, bone, and marrow. The most difficult thing is to refine the marrow.

If it is said that there are more than a thousand disciples in the entire Wudang Outer Academy, excluding the introductory disciples who have already established the foundation, less than [-]% of them can break the "Turtle and Snake Art" to the seventh floor, and nearly half of the rest are on the sixth floor , I have only a half-knowledge of the kung fu of refining the essence of the seventh level, and it is difficult to penetrate.

call out!

The next moment, Huang Qingli made a move. His body was like a sword, and his feet were like a sharp sword out of its sheath. The land several feet away was approaching in an instant, and the broad-bladed long sword in his hand was like snow. The real sword shadow shrouded Qingyu's head and the main points on his chest respectively.

Three cleanses in one gas!

As soon as he made a move, Huang Qingli didn't hold back his hand. He remained vigilant, and his sword style evolved to the extreme. He thought that the comprehension of Wudang's basic sword technique, the only style of sword technique, had reached the pinnacle of comprehension, and he was just waiting for a chance. Once enlightened, you can enter the spirit and get the essence, and you can truly achieve perfection with one sword and three cleanses.

"Good swordsmanship!"

As soon as Huang Qingli unleashed his sword, many disciples of Huangya Peak around the sky platform praised, and even the deacon who supervised him on the sky platform nodded secretly. The countries in the four directions, and even the monster countries in the four seas, also have the great reputation of Wudang swordsmanship.

And at Huang Qingli's age, who had just dabbled in swordsmanship, this Qihua Sanqing had just seen his talent, and among the disciples of the outer court, he was already above average.

Until the sharp breath of the sword tip came to him, less than a foot away, on the sky platform, Qing Yu still did not move.

Nine inches, eight inches, seven inches, six inches...

Three inches!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and even the deacon who was supervising on the sky platform breathed out his internal energy and was ready to strike at any time.

Ding!

At this moment, Qing Yu made a move. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand rose together like a sword, and the sword finger turned into an afterimage, piercing through the two sword shadows, breaking through the emptiness, and pointing on the sword body.

The sword move was severed, Huang Qingli's chest froze, and he was about to vomit blood. His footsteps moved, and his body turned again. Obviously, he had experienced a life-and-death fight. The sword move changed again and again, and he was running with all his energy and blood. The sword in his hand was like an embroidery needle, and he drew the sword like the wind, one sword after another, the air was like a crack, and it was cut open one after another.

Even the disciples of the other five courtyards, many of them lamented that they were inferior. One of the basic sword techniques, the sword thrusting style, was in Huang Qingli's hands. Whether it was the strength of the sword, the speed, or the grasp of the angle, it was almost impeccable. The sword in his hand is like an arm, without any stagnation.

Huang Qingli was like this, and Qingyu made many people's breathing stagnate. The black-hilted long sword behind his back hadn't been drawn out of its sheath. It was just a mortal body with two sword fingers. On the other hand, the sword finger was like light, his eyes were indifferent, and he had a calm temperament, but every finger did not miss, and every sword from Huang Qingli was cut off before half of the thrust.

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!

When the sword fingers collided with the sword body, there was even the sound of gold and iron clashing. Later, this sound was connected into a series, and turned into a long sword cry. (Please subscribe, please ask for a monthly ticket. Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu. Shibu urges everyone to come to Qidian Chinese website to subscribe to Chunyang. Happy New Year’s Eve to everyone!)

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