Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 210 There is blood in the rivers and lakes, and the knife tries the frontier

Chapter 210 There is blood in the rivers and lakes, and the knife tries the frontier

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Wudang sect, Su Qinian, master master of Qingyang Peak sect.

Today's Han Wulin, one of the only two top-level foundation-building skills on the tenth floor.

It's him!

Many unsophisticated people from all over the world showed excitement. They came from humble backgrounds, without sects or aristocratic backgrounds, and nine out of ten have not yet established their foundations. For them, although the martial arts techniques performed by masters of foundations are profound and mysterious, they are difficult to comprehend after all. , far beyond the realm they can touch, like Su Qinian, who has not yet established a foundation, but has practiced a top-level foundation-building skill to the tenth-level realm, they are most eager to observe and learn from.

"The name of the knife is Lengdian, and it breaks the sharp edge."

The young descendant of Kuai Dao Feng's family is very calm. He has an ordinary appearance. He is wearing a black long gown. He is not very tall, but he is full of muscles. At this time, he looks at Su Qinian and slowly pulls out the bright long knife behind his back, showing an invisible sharpness. Scattered, surrounded by hundreds of feet of the arena, many scattered people from all corners of the world are amazed. He is worthy of being the descendant of the famous Dao of Swords family. He has comprehended the edge of Dao of Swords at a young age.

Standing on the arena, Su Qinian captured many comments from all directions. As the master disciple of Zhenguo Dazong, he shouldn't show his face like this. If it spreads in the world in the future, it will probably hurt Wudang's face.

Kuaidao Feng's family is famous in the world for its "Great Wind and Cold Rain Knife".

"Draw the knife!"

On the arena, Su Qinian turned his palm into a knife and pointed at the ground obliquely.

At this time, apart from a group of undisciplined people who feel that this Wudang new palm is too big, even the heir to the Feng family's "Floating Wind and Cold Rain Knife", who has already entered the realm of third-rate success, is only a little bit. Focusing his eyes, he saw the background of first-class families and sects. A lot of news from the rivers and lakes did not come from day to day, but they were almost the same. For this heir of "Xiu Ming Dao", the young heir of the Dao Dao family had thought about it carefully, and even He also knew very well about the Battle of the City Tower in Hailing Prefecture, Jianghuai Road, which many young dragon guards tried their best to cover up, and he knew that the boy in front of him who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old must not be underestimated in the slightest.

On the tenth floor of the top-level foundation-building skill, there have been many amazing and brilliant people throughout the ages, and how many people can achieve it in each generation of martial arts in the world.

The young Feng family heir knows some secrets, so he is eager to make a move. Perhaps after today, it will be difficult to meet such an opponent. He has one who is listed as the tenth in the world on his Feng family sword stele, and the only one who can only stop The most powerful sword technique in the first-class realm.

hum!

There was the sound of a knife, and the young Feng family heir held the knife, and the aura of the edge became more and more intense. The invisible edge cut, with it as the center, with a radius of more than ten feet, the air was fragmented, revealing pale vacuum cracks.

hiss!

Many scattered people in Jianghu couldn't help but gasp, the sharpness was too strong, and the distance was tens of feet, and it made people's skin hurt, so they couldn't help but back away.

Not far away is the top floor of an exquisite four-story restaurant.

Liang Kong was surprised and said: "This one is consuming energy now, and with this knife, isn't he afraid of falling to the top after entering the ancient battlefield of the void?"

call!

In the next instant, on the ring, the young heir of the Feng family made a move.

There is a knife light blooming, and the blue knife energy is light and sharp, seven inches long, intertwined into a rainy curtain.

The rain of cyan swords collapsed like a dark cloud cover.

This is the true meaning of "The Knife of High Wind and Cold Rain" belonging to the Feng family. In front of Su Qinian, he could not see the sky or the arena, only the heavy rain was pouring and the wind was blowing, and he was standing alone on the edge of the cliff.

The true meaning of this saber technique is so fierce that it is so fierce that some people from the rivers and lakes at the edge of the ring screamed, their eyes were burned by the invisible sharp edge, their spirits were shocked, their blood stagnated, and they immediately opened their mouths to spit out a stream of reverse blood, staggered backwards, and some even fell on their heads. Down, fainted.

And this kind of scene seems to be commonplace for a group of scattered people in the rivers and lakes. Some close friends and friends have already prepared, lifted him up, and helped him out of the crowd.

Fatty and the three felt a little shocked. It was the first time they had seen such a fierce arena, and they also deeply understood the luck of themselves and others, such as these scattered people in the arena, just to be able to observe and learn every move without fear of life and death.

Clang!

With a snap of his fingers, Su Qinian made a move. He turned his palm into a knife and slashed out obliquely. It looked ordinary, and he could even clearly capture the trajectory, but this seemingly ordinary palm of the knife pierced through Through the layers of rain, the wind of the knife was torn apart, and the oppression of the violent true meaning was broken, and he slashed on the cold electric knife.

clang!

There was the sound of gold and iron clashing, the young Feng family heir staggered back, the cold electric knife came out of his hand, and fell ten feet away.

Everything is quiet!

Many people in the Jianghu have not seen it clearly, but the young descendant of the Feng family dropped his sword, which is really unexpected.

"horrible!"

These were some young masters from various sects and aristocratic families in the crowd. At this time, they looked at Su Qinian in a very different way. The slight contempt that had existed because Su Qinian had not yet established his foundation disappeared immediately.

Breaking through Kuaidao Feng's family's "Gast Wind and Cold Rain Knife" with a single palm of a knife, I am afraid that there are not many young people in Longchi Town who can do it right now.

At this moment, among the many teahouses and restaurants around the ring arena, many young people who were watching the theater stood up abruptly, their eyes became bright, and they were obviously happy to see Liexin. It belongs to the iron and blood temperament of the army.

"Brother Qingliu, this Su Zhangfeng of your sect may not be simple. Seeing the truth in the illusory. Most of the younger generation like me are gathered by dragons and tigers. After entering the second-rate realm, we only set foot in the spiritual realm. Gradually understand." On the top floor of the restaurant, Liang Kong clapped his hands and said in admiration.

Daoist Qingliu's eyes were slightly stern, and he quickly returned to normal. He smiled lightly and said, "This Junior Brother Su is indeed talented and enlightened. I'm afraid that his Su family's past is hard to break down, and he has stepped into an evil path. If he walks the right path, he should be the leader of my Taoist sect." blessing."

Liang Kong raised his brows slightly, stroking the glazed gold jade with his finger, and said: "Liang heard by accident that the Su family seemed to be a felony for colluding with demons, but it is only a regular eighth-rank arsenal editor with a clean family background. Something strange..."

Taoist Qingliu smiled and said, "There is an undercurrent in the temple, but it's not something we can figure out."

He just didn't believe that the so-called accidental hearing of this young master of the Liang family's Soul Lost Arrow was probably done on purpose.

At this time, on the ring stage, the young descendant of the Feng family picked up the cold electric knife, took a deep look at Su Qinian, and then walked off the ring without saying a word. This is a somewhat silent young swordsman. A heart of seeking Tao that is not stagnant in things is much purer than myself, but in this world, there are always many helplessness, which make people unable to choose.

Without going off the ring immediately, Su Qinian still stood tall, motionless.

Ok?

Many people from all walks of life looked sideways and their hearts were shaken. Does this young Zhangfeng of Wudang Qingyang Peak want to fight two more times?

Right now in Longchi Town, the younger generation of powerhouses are gathering, and those who have survived three rounds are all the best among them. As far as some knight-errants stationed beside the arena know, in the past half month, the ancient arena There are only a dozen or so people who have gone through three games without defeat.

Of course, such as Zhen Guo Dazong, top sects, and aristocratic families, few people show up in public. Even if they are discussing, they will stop at the end and watch martial arts behind closed doors.

"What a Wudang Qingyang Peak! Qin Jiuchuan, Captain of Guide School in the East China Sea, asks for advice!"

A figure stepped into the air, jumped down from the top floor of a three-story restaurant not far away, and stepped on the void like a sharp arrow, crossing more than ten feet, and landed on the ring.

""Void Struggle"! This is a second-rate and high-quality light work in the army."

"Captain Guide, ranked from the sixth rank, at least a third-rate master of martial arts!"

……

"Is it the Eastern Sea Frontier?"

Su Qinian murmured, and suddenly raised his voice: "I've heard that each of the four seas and borders has its own merits, Wudang Su Qinian asked for advice."

"Insanity!"

On the arena, the eyes of the young lieutenant from the Eastern Sea frontier turned cold. He was dressed in fine iron armor and held a long iron knife with dense cloud patterns. The blade was bright and bright red.

The army trains people's hearts, Su Qinian has noticed the powerful spirit dormant in the ancestral orifice of the other party, but it has not set foot in the spiritual realm and cannot be induced, but it has already accumulated evil and murderous aura invisibly, which can oppress the spirit and shake people's hearts, so it should not be underestimated.

With such an experience, and then displaying the killing martial arts created in the army, ordinary masters in the same realm are probably not opponents.

"Brother Qin, since this Wudang Qingyang Peak leader asks for advice, it doesn't matter if his wish is fulfilled!"

In an instant, from the previous restaurant, three figures leaped down again, all dressed in fine iron armor, with mysterious footwork, landed on the ring, exactly, occupying the four elephant positions, and locked Su Qinian in it.

"South China Sea Frontier Huaihua Captain Lu Feng!"

"Wu Qianshang, Lieutenant of Zhaowu School in the West Sea Frontier!"

"North Sea Frontier Zhenwei Captain Shihan!"

Together with Qin Jiuchuan, the captain of Guide in the Eastern Sea Frontier, four captains from the sixth grade in the four seas and borders stepped onto the ring, not to mention many casual cultivators from the rivers and lakes, even young masters from many sects and aristocratic families, also held their breath faintly. For a long time, the young Jiao Chu in the army has always restrained himself, and did not easily fight with others, but today he was attracted by this young man from Wudang Qingyang Peak.

Clang!Clang!Clang!

A total of four dense moiré iron long knives were out of the sheath, and the four broken hair blades were all made of royal cast iron. They were extremely sharp and rare among the broken hair blades.

"It is rumored that three thousand years ago, the sword sage Gongsun Jue commented on the world's sword arts, and "Xiu Ming Dao" was listed among the top ten sword arts in the world. The four of Qin Jiuchuan asked for swords!"

The four young captains raise their swords, without the conceit of the ordinary young generation in the world. Even if they join forces, they are calm and flat, forgetting themselves for a moment, intertwined with invisible energy, cutting the air, and faintly turning into a sharp prison cage, trying to seal Su Qinian town inside. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, the genuine subscription of the starting point Chinese website is the biggest support for ten steps!)

(End of this chapter)

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