Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 87

The rugged mountain road twists and turns. Even people who live here all day at the foot of the mountain never dare to go up the mountain alone at night.

Jiang Wen, who walked out of the Han Temple not far away, exchanged a glance with Yuan Huazi, and tacitly changed the direction of going down the mountain together, turned around and walked up the mountain.

"Really, didn't you say you want the junior to send you down the mountain?" Jiang Wen said teasingly.

Yuan Huazi was shivering from the low temperature, and said angrily, "I won't be able to see that there is a person hidden in the paper figurine? I'm afraid of being attacked by two sides if I reveal it. It's better to take the opportunity to separate them."

Jiang Wen has always believed that killing is a means, not an end.It is absolutely not worth it if the White Lotus Sect is provoked inexplicably and causes the Wuyi Sect to fly around every day.

The holy boy of the White Lotus Sect was left in the cave, and the rest of the people had already gone up the mountain to search. This was a good opportunity for Jiang Wen and the two to take the opportunity to disrupt the situation.

"Walking up the mountain, be careful of the black dragon."

Yuan Huazi walked on the mountain road, talking without beginning or end.

Jiang Wen thrust the ancient bronze sword into his waist, and followed the old Taoist with two quick steps.

"Really, are you talking about the black dragon that Donghai Xu Xianzhi saw in Wuyi Mountain? The one with raw flesh and horns, with front legs but no rear legs?"

Yuan Huazi glanced at him, a few strands of white hair were blown up by the wind.

"You should know that those are not black dragons, but people like you and me. And they are mortals who accidentally went up the mountain at night and entered the Immortal Ascension Banquet by mistake..."

The big star in the sky is shining brightly, making the whole mountain reveal a trace of cold and desolate, among the craggy rocks and overgrown trees, you can still see the huge rock in the distance, which is already close to the flat and wide place on Manting Peak. The place, commonly known as the feast of immortals.

Looking from a distance, Jiang Wen, who has extraordinary eyesight, seemed to see something strange.

"Really, let me ask you something."

He hesitated and asked, "Does the black dragon you mentioned wear clothes?"

Yuan Huazi was caught off guard by this question, hesitated for a moment and said, "Probably because of clothes."

Jiang Wen continued to ask: "Is there a possibility, for example, Heilong felt very hot in the freezing weather, so he decided to take off his clothes and go shirtless?"

Yuan Huazi was exercising Taoist qigong to try his best to resist the cold, and said to Jiang Wen angrily: "You think you can wear extra clothes for the old man, what are you talking about?"

Jiang Wen scratched his head and confirmed the scene in the distance again.

"But I saw several people in front of the Immortal Feast Altar. One was staggering in single clothes, and the other six were bare-chested and walking like flying. They didn't seem to feel cold..."

Yuan Huazi frowned when he heard that, because he slowly saw the situation ahead, which seemed to be consistent with what Jiang Wen said. They were clearly separated by hundreds of meters, but they seemed to be in two different seasons .

What's even more strange is that the people walking in front were not in the same group, it was more like the six people in the back chasing the one in front, keeping close to each other, keeping a subtle distance and unable to get closer.

Jiang Wen sensed that something was wrong, and rushed forward to chase the shirtless weirdo, not worried that it was the trick of the mountain spirit and tree charm to confuse mortals.It may be that the wind resistance was too strong at night, and Jiang Wen spent more than half of his internal energy to chase out seventy or eighty feet away. His sleeves fluttered like a god, and when he chased the shirtless weirdo, it turned out to be difficult to advance!

The Immortal Feast Altar was empty except for the barren rocks, but the three groups of people rushed there in unison, without moving their feet, and the scene was a bit strange for a while.

The shirtless monsters sensed Jiang Wen's approach and turned around to block him without warning.

I saw them shoulder to shoulder, legs next to legs, showing strange faces with dull eyes and drooling mouths.

"...A member of the White Lotus Sect?"

The shirtless weirdo is covered with talisman patterns, but in the cold night, his forehead is sweating and his body is red.The words "Liujia God General" were written in the gallbladder, which was obviously weird, and it also reminded Jiang Wen of some secret ways to invite the upper body of the gods.

"upbraid!"

One of the Liujia gods suddenly let out a sharp howl.He was clearly a middle-aged man with big arms and a round waist, but his voice sounded like a little boy who hadn't yet entered the voice-changing period. At the same time, he suddenly pulled himself up and jumped in front of Jiang Wen.

Before he could draw his sword, Jiang Wen's soft palm collided with his straight fist.He felt that he had hit a sponge, and a surge of force instantly wrapped around Jiang Wen's right hand, causing him to sink into the quagmire.

In the blink of an eye, the other five Liujia generals also rushed forward, and they punched with all their strength. They actually displayed a set of combined attack techniques that were even more subtle than the eight generals of Qingshan!
When confronting enemies in the Jianghu, the emphasis has always been on overwhelming others with power and winning with strength, so relying on a large number of people to deal with a small number of people is a good way-don't mention the morality of the rivers and lakes that does not bully the weak. If there is a morality, why should everyone form a Gang faction?If the opponent is a cripple, do I have to break my leg before fighting?

Jiang Wen's martial arts has reached the peak, except for the inability to use his internal force normally, other moves are already rare in the world, but now he encountered a very difficult situation.

These Liujia God Generals seem to have cultivated some weird internal skills. It is difficult to guard against twists and turns when fighting, and they can form a strange formation at any time to restrain Jiang Wen's actions all the time.

"Jiang Wen, be careful, this is the Liujia Guxu Formation! Don't let the opponent occupy Niangu, Yuegu, Sungu, and Shigu's positions!"

Yuan Huazi kindly reminded him, but it was of no use - Jiang Wen had to understand it.

The ancient art of solitude and emptiness needs to be rehearsed according to the celestial stems and earthly branches, and the calculation of emptiness and death is used to determine good and bad luck. How can we take care of this in a real fight?

After fighting dozens of moves, Jiang Wen discovered that this formation seemed complicated, but actually implied some kind of spatial law, not the mysterious method of advancing and retreating according to the five elements and eight trigrams as imagined.

For example, starting from one point, there are a total of six directions to choose from; the focus of every two directions is used as the center point, and there are six other directions to choose from. Therefore, the Liujia God who fights head-on will be one side, and the remaining five will be Will quickly take another position.

In this way, no matter how he moves, there are always six directions that can be determined as the center of the position. This is how the Liujia God General entangled with himself repeatedly, trapping Jiang Wen in it, specializing in a tactic of fighting more and fighting less.

According to Jiang Wen's understanding, these six directions are also called Liuhe, which is the optimal definition of the interrelated nodes of the universe. Every place will have connection, connection, influence, and function. Once accidentally attacked, the risk factor It also greatly increased.

Jiang Wen fought with cotton palms for a while, then switched to fast-attacking sword palms one after another. His palms were as sharp as swords, and his arms swung with palm shadows in all directions.

When Huang Yaoshi was surrounded by the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, he used this palm to fight against the Seven Sons, but now Jiang Wen only used it to deal with the six people, which is considered overkill.

But these people have obviously entered the magic fight. When they were hit, they were not painful or itchy. Chance drew the bronze dagger from his waist.

(End of this chapter)