Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 211 Four Seas Knife

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On a June day, the dryness in Longchi Town gradually rose.

In the southeast corner, the ancient arena is mottled, and this battle is destined to attract the attention of many people.

One side is a disciple of Wudang's newly promoted Zhangfeng, the descendant of Qingyang Peak's lineage "Xiu Ming Dao". Recently, he has become famous all over the world with the tenth level of Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Skill".

On the other side are four young lieutenants from the four sea frontiers, young masters honed through life and death in the army.

Around the ancient arena, among the many deliberately built teahouses and restaurants, young heirs from many second-rate sects and aristocratic families couldn't help squinting slightly at this time. Longchi Town has been stable for nearly half a month. But there is always some restraint, no one has ever provoked those soldiers in armor and strong aura, or those scholars wearing square scarves and Confucian shirts. I didn't expect this young man to stir up the situation as soon as he entered the town today.

On the ancient arena.

Su Qinian's eyes were slightly stern, and the four young captains who came from the four seas and the frontiers, from the sixth rank, all of them were at least third-rate masters.

The four young swordsmen on the battlefield were separated into four images at this time, strong evil and murderous aura surged like a tide, and the invisible spiritual oppression washed over Su Qinian's ancestral orifice.

Su Qinian didn't move, and in the divine court, the god's body bloomed with light. It seemed that the eternally immobile god didn't change at all despite the murderous aura.

The air is fragmented.

The swords of the four young lieutenants were intertwined. This was a scene that shocked many casual cultivators and rangers. The air was cracked like a spider web, and the pale vacuum cracks were like a killing cage. Palm peak shrouded.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

There were little sparks, and as the vacuum crack approached, Su Qi's green shirt swayed slightly, and a layer of chaotic light appeared, and the collision of the two produced the sound of gold and iron.

Hunyuan qi and blood!

A bright light flashed in the eyes of the four young captains at the same time, and in an instant, Qin Jiuchuan, the captain of Donghai Guide who occupied the Qinglong position, made a move.

The light of the knife is like a strong wind, and the whimper is like a ghost crying.

On the tip of the dense cloud-patterned iron knife, the pure blue and flawless knife energy can be as long as one foot, the air is pierced, and the vacuum shows signs of distortion.

"One of the knives of the four seas, "East Sea Wind Knife"!"

A knight-errant who was familiar with the army shouted in shock, and the surroundings were shaken. Many young masters looked at the four young lieutenants in the ancient arena, and they faintly felt a sense of understanding.

The army of the Han Dynasty is different from the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. The internal martial arts and martial arts are based on the battlefield, and they focus on killing, and they are often merciless.

When it comes to martial arts in the military, it is well known and valued by many people in the martial arts world, this "Four Seas Knife" is definitely on the list.

It is rumored that this "Four Seas Knife" was jointly deduced and created by the four generals of the Four Seas and the third rank. There are four ways of swordsmanship. After learning all the ways of the road knife, and merging them into one, it is a top-notch knife way that directly points to the primordial spirit.

Sitting in the courtyard of the ancestral orifice, the gods have insight into emptiness and point directly at the source. Facing this saber, Su Qinian did not hesitate at all, and the red gold long saber was unsheathed behind his back.

This knife, like the rising sun, dispels the darkness, the light of the red gold knife cuts, silently, no matter what the wind is crying, it will melt like snow in spring.

Clang!

Su Qinian's saber style was not finished yet, Lu Feng, the captain of Nanhai Huaihua who occupied the Suzaku position, made another saber.

""South Sea Red Flame Knife"!"

Someone exclaimed, the light of the sword was like fire, reflecting the sky, the wind of Qin Jiuchuan's sword that was almost destroyed rose again, the wind helped the fire, and the true meaning of the two sword techniques merged into one. The light blade cuts towards the body of the god.

An inch of the god's body looked like lightning, and the life-saving knife, which was as black as ink, was lightly raised in his hand. The green-red light blade slashed on the knife, and it shattered instantly as if struck by lightning.

Qin Jiuchuan and Lu Feng's expressions changed slightly, and their auras were sensed, and the remaining two young lieutenants, Beihai and Xihai, drew their swords almost at the same time.

One person's sword light is thick and heavy, and his true meaning is like thousands of mountains, and one person's sword light is mighty, and his true meaning is like three thousand weak waters.

""West Sea Heavy Mountain Knife"! "Beihai Weak Water Knife"! It really is "Four Seas Knife"!"

boom!

At the flick of a finger, the lights of the four-color sabers intertwine, and the four sabers come together with true meaning, merging into one.

A majestic Neijia Zhenqi exploded, and the sharp edge was instantly blazing to the extreme. I saw waterfall-like four-color saber energy falling down, each of which was about a foot long, and accompanied by strands of chaotic energy. The unfathomable primordial aura of heaven and earth in the depths of the void was brought down.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Sparks splashed in the ancient arena, and the scattered sword energy was fierce. The Baizhang arena completely fell into a vacuum world under the true meaning of this intertwined sword technique.

In the white vacuum, the four-color saber light was like a waterfall like a sea, submerging Su Qinian.

"not good!"

The fat man turned pale with shock, and looked at Qing Yu, this saber technique is too terrifying, the four young lieutenants from the sixth rank join hands, I am afraid that there is no opponent among the third-rate.

After just a moment.

A ray of red gold saber light bloomed in the waterfall-like four-color saber aura, like lightning across the sky, with a sneer, it split open the four-color saber waterfall.

The knife style changed again, the lightning dissipated, and the chaotic light of the knife gushed out, and a dragon tortoise was faintly visible, looking up to the sky and screaming, swallowing the bright moon of the nine heavens.

This is the fourth cut of Suu's life!

The nearly two-foot-long Hunyuan Saber Qi was chaotic, and the dragon and tortoise's long chant turned into a substantive saber sound, sweeping all directions, and the true meaning of life-saving shook people's hearts.

clang!clang!clang!clang!

At this point, the five long swords finally collided, and there were four loud bangs in succession, like a loud bell, shaking dozens of casual cultivators in all directions of the arena, falling to the ground, staggering from side to side.

"Good swordsmanship!"

There were people shouting from all directions, but they didn't know who spoke up, and they didn't know which side they were praising.

After a few breaths, the vacuum on the ancient arena gradually healed, and the edge of the sword energy collapsed, and swept away in a gust of wind, revealing the five figures in it.

I saw the five of Su Qinian standing still, calm and unmoved, as if they had never left their place from the beginning to the end. The four young captains stared at Su Qinian, and then looked at the dense cloud pattern in their hands There was a clear gap on the blade of the iron long knife.

"The precious sword has no trace, the sword is good, and the sword technique is better!"

This is Qin Jiuchuan, the captain of Guide School in the East China Sea Borderlands. He put his knife back into its sheath, his evil spirit disappeared, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Clang!

The other three young lieutenants looked at each other, put their swords back into their sheaths at the same time, and looked at Su Qinian with a look of exclamation. Although there was no victory or defeat in this battle, the four of them teamed up, "Four Seas Knife" "Concluded, evolved the true meaning of the top-notch swordsmanship, the four of them worked together and still failed to gain the slightest advantage, and it was already a defeat.

Of course, the four of them still have the kung fu to suppress the bottom of the box, but the four of them have the feeling that the young palm peak from Qingyang Peak in Wudang Mountain in front of them has also not done their best. The battlefield is about to start, and the loss outweighs the gain.

Su Qinian also put away his saber, and said with a light smile, "I've heard the name of "Four Seas Saber", and I saw it today, it's really profound, and I will go to the frontier in the future, and I will ask the four of you for advice."

"It's easy to say! Anyone who dares to go to the frontier is a good man!"

"Come and drink a bowl if you don't mind!"

The four of them were in a hurry, and they jumped off the ancient arena while talking. Su Qinian was slightly startled, and then shook his head lightly, intending to fight on his own. These young captains from all over the world looked indifferent and rebellious, but they lacked a bit of scheming. After all, he came out of the army, in the bitter and cold frontier, resisting the demon clan, and has a temper born out of blood and fire, and rarely beats around the bush.

When Su Qinian stepped down from the ancient arena, many casual cultivators and knight-errants from all over the world looked at him with more awe, even though many of them were already past their age, even at the age of no doubt , Jianghu martial arts, has always been based on seniority, and more importantly, martial arts.

The great Han Dynasty emphasized martial arts in all dynasties, and so did the rivers and lakes.

Compared with a group of undisciplined people, some young disciples from various sects and aristocratic families looked at Su Qinian's back from a distance, and felt a little bit of fear. It is hard to imagine that the tenth floor of the top foundation building skill Qi and blood are so powerful that, regardless of martial arts comprehension, some people with outstanding eyesight can see that this young palm peak of Qingyang Peak in Wudang can fight against four young lieutenants who are from the sixth rank and at least third-rate , the most fundamental thing is an incomparably deep Hunyuan Qi and blood.

To lay such a foundation before the foundation was established, is indeed worthy of the tenth level of the top-level foundation-building skills that the masters of the past generations may not be able to achieve at a young age.

And this battle, for many young masters who watched in secret, this trip to the ancient battlefield in the void, another master who needs to pay attention and guard against is engraved in their minds.

All these things, for Su Qinian at this time, cannot escape his eyes and perception, but they are not important.

The fat man and the others followed, and boarded a three-story restaurant, which was a bit dilapidated and had few diners. I don't know what the store's intentions were. The drink was as red as blood, and smelled even more bloody, which made the fat man startled and curious, while Qing Yu frowned, and Jing Gu was contemplative.

"This is blood-headed wine! Thirsty to drink the demon's blood, drink with the head of a human head, worship the general!"

Shi Han, the Northern Xinjiang Zhenwei captain, opened his mouth, stared at Su Qinian, raised the bowl, drank it all in one gulp, smashed it with a bang, and shouted: "Happy!"

"Damn it, I don't need money for my bowl!" The shopkeeper's loud curse came from downstairs.

But Shi Han scolded: "I haven't seen the frontier for a few years, the bloody smell has faded, and the birds have faded out!"

Suddenly there was no sound downstairs, and Su Qinian's heart moved, he grabbed a sea bowl in front of him, drank the scarlet wine, and the blood smell filled his nose, as if a fire had exploded in his chest and abdomen. Up to now, this is Su Qinian. The strongest wine I've ever drank.

Killing monsters on the battlefield, blood is like wine.

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