Comprehensive martial arts: starting from Xiao Li Feidao's nephew

Chapter 113 A Really Good Knife
The sound was like thunder.

When the sound is like thunder, the battle will start again.

Li Wangchen stepped forward and swung his right arm violently, as if his entire arm had become a long whip, and there was an incomparably crisp crackling sound in the air.

Humming on the big iron knife, the thunderbolt that was spinning around the blade received the force of this throw, and immediately changed direction. The blade moved forward, becoming the first counterattack, turning into a sharp lightning, and shooting directly at Zhaoqiu who was three feet away. The news came very suddenly.

The audience never imagined that they would become a part of the two sides in the battle. No matter how high the martial arts is, it is impossible to be completely immune to external influences, let alone Zhao Qiuxi, who is high-profile and loves the noise and attention.As soon as this group of people couldn't help applauding, Li Wangchen had precisely grasped it in his hands, and it became a node to launch a knife.

What's even more frightening is that Li Wangchen strode forward immediately, following Thunderbolt Knife, he definitely didn't just deal with the first move, and what followed would be his endless and irresistible Ruyi Tianmo·Series of Eight Forms.

For the first time, Zhao Qiuxi felt a completely different pressure from his previous opponents. The indescribable excitement and danger made his blood boil.

Facing this direct heir of the Demon Cult, one must not be careless in the slightest!

At the critical moment, he concentrated and calmed down, forcibly gathered his mind away from the applause of others, and turned it into a very small and very concentrated point, truly forgetting the outside world. Only Li Wangchen, an opponent, can do this. Word.

His movements are no longer driven by his heart, but are completely pulled by a certain force field composed of Li Wangchen, himself, Li Wangchen's knife, and his own knife.

A thunderbolt that turned into an electric light came through the sky, Zhao Qiuxi raised his knife and slashed down, his movements were natural and flowing.

The knife in his hand suddenly disappeared.

There seemed to be a faint, seemingly non-existent silver light in the sky, flickering like a silk thread, fleeting, and then extinguished.

But listening to the light sound, Thunderbolt, who had always been in the lead, was knocked aside, and the silver light in the midair flashed again, meeting Li Wangchen who jumped out after Thunderbolt.

Li Wangchen's hairs stood on end, until the silver light was three inches closer to him, he realized that it was the real body of the knife: like a veil, like a layer of fog, like a piece of paper, a short knife with a thin layer.

"This is the Cicada Wing Knife."

In this battle of restraining energy and energy, the two can fight and talk at the same time. Zhao Qiuxi introduced in a leisurely manner, "Among my 36 knives, it will undoubtedly rank in the top five. Brother Qiu, be careful!"

Cicada Wing Knife, this is a short knife that usually looks a little thin. When you swing the knife faster, it will become more transparent, gradually thinner like a cicada's wing, and slender like a thread.

What's even more frightening is that this is a saber technique that is absolutely different from Pili, but Zhao Qiuxi can use it through and instantly switch to another saber technique of his own. The number of ways to refine the law is undoubtedly another kind of enlightenment in the realm.

Twenty-eight showers.

A name flashed in Li Wangchen's mind. This is the legendary sword technique that Zhao Qiuxi and Zhao Lanrong co-created, which attracted no one in the Song Dynasty to dare to create another sword technique for three years?
If it is said that Li Wangchen played the essence of the moves of Ruyi Tianmo·Lianlian Bashi, then Zhao Qiuxi has mastered all the habits of the 36 knives.

With a bang, vigilance suddenly arose in his heart, Li Wangchen barely blocked the blow with his sharp sense, knowing that he was about to suffer, just because the force on the iron knife in his palm came and went, and the opponent could not catch it by himself. When it comes to the Cicada Wing Knife, just touch it and go away, and the offensive will come again immediately!
He forcibly twisted his waist and exerted strength, pointing his toes, and dodged three feet sideways, avoiding a silver light that was invisible to the naked eye ahead of time, but he knew that he had fallen into a passive position because of this step.

Zhao Qiuxi stepped forward to pursue, and cut 33 knives in a row.

Only through the sunlight can you see the dripping and flowing cicada wing knife continuously launching continuous offensives against Li Wangchen from above, below, left, and right.

Li Wangchen retreated and retreated for more than ten steps in a row, feeling as uncomfortable as being stuck in a swamp, because no matter how hard he tried to fight, when he had to have time to observe, he took a step slower when he shot, and the opponent immediately missed a single blow. If you go out again, you will have a lot more time to recover and make moves than yourself.

The onlookers watched even more vigorously and did not dare to speak out.

Although it was obvious that Zhao Qiuxi, whom they admired, had the upper hand, but they had no time to cheer in their hearts, because the excitement of the battle had completely occupied their minds, and their minds were completely occupied by the individual power of the two, and they could not think of any other thoughts .

When the battle develops to this point, its intensity, the magnificence of life, and the intensity of martial arts are enough to sweep away all distracting thoughts.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu also understood that this would be a huge crisis facing "Qiu Tong". They asked themselves, if they restrained their essence, energy, and spirit like Zhao Qiuxi, they would probably be carried on this cicada-winged knife .

But Wang Yuyan said, "The old enemy has changed."

Murong Gu gave her a strange look, "Old Qiu..." But he couldn't help but lower his head to watch the battle, and he found a slight difference.

The situation in the battle has changed.

That was Li Wangchen's movements. It seemed that he was no longer relying on the extremely close-range light to discover the trajectory of the Cicada Wing Saber, but to capture Zhao Qiuxi's sword skills in advance, and returned to the moment of fair battle again. Everything is slow.

The situation of the battle between the two suddenly changed drastically, from Zhao Qiu's fierce attack, to back and forth again.

This will be a fact for all to see, and the bystanders are dumbfounded, not knowing why this long-faced black-clothed swordsman can crack the cicada-winged sword of the sword king.

Murong Fu suddenly said, "It's light."

Wang Yuyan blinked, and reacted a little later, "Oh, Lao Qiu deliberately led Zhao Qiuxi to a sunny place, and used the sun to illuminate the trail of the Cicada Wing Knife!"

Sure enough, the place where Li Wangchen and Zhao Qiuxi fought was the most sunny place on the ring.

The turbulent place where the Cicada Wing Knife slashed, although it still seemed to be a thin layer of silk thread swimming in the air, but it was brighter and hotter than before, and it was no longer so hard to guard against.

Murong Fu squinted his eyes and couldn't help praising, "It sounds easy, but you have to defend against the attack and at the same time lead people over, especially if the opponent is a world-renowned sword king... Although Brother Qiu failed to log into the small triad, But his combat power is by no means inferior to mine!"

But Wang Yuyan sighed, and said quietly, "It's a pity that his martial arts foundation has been destroyed, and this is just to protect us. Hey, I still can't believe it until now, this is a sacrifice made for us by a direct descendant of the Demon Cult. "

Wang Yuyan can be regarded as the fusion of Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu's personalities, because they are the two most influential people since her "birth", and they are her spiritual parents.

All the bold words and ambitions and pointing the country before were the influence of Murong Fu, but when she really entered the world and was chased to the sky and had nowhere to go, the soft background from Wang Yuyan played a role again, making her born Some self-deprecating sighs, and even more gratitude to Qiu Tong.

Murong Fu's expression froze, and he finally came to his senses from the battle situation. He was proud all his life and was a hero, but he could only become a burden in front of Jiumozhi that day, and he had to rely on other people's sacrifices to survive. This humiliation is still present today. The memory is still fresh, and the kindness given by Qiu Tong made him feel at a loss as to how to face this person.

At that moment, he had no choice but to lower his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Jumozhi..."

Li Wangchen didn't know that the two of them felt agitated in their hearts these past few days, and he was still going through this battle wholeheartedly.

Zhao Qiuxi already knew that Li Wangchen had cracked the Cicada Wing Saber. In fact, if he used all his strength to make a move, it would not be so easy to find the blade with sunlight. Come to observe the Cicada Wing Knife, so he is still convinced.

The Cicada Wing Knife was no longer effective, Zhao Qiuxi split Li Wangchen with a slam, and with a flick of his hand, the Cicada Wing Knife shot towards the side of the knife box, and slammed into the handle of the knife, making a bang.

Under the exquisite control, the heavy knife was ejected, circled in the air for several weeks, and landed in Zhao Qiuxi's hands. Li Daitao froze, and obediently returned to the knife box to stay.

With a knife in his hand, Zhao Qiuxi took advantage of the opportunity to slash with Li Wangchen. In the sparks, he did not forget to continue to introduce, "This knife is called Duan Tianmen. It is powerful and heavy. It weighs one hundred and eight catties. Add more weight, brother Qiu, be careful!"

In an instant, the knife path changed again, smashing and advancing, the wind whistling, and loud noises rumbling.

From a distance, Zhao Qiuxi didn't seem to be holding a knife in his hand, but a big hammer.

Li Wangchen received three or four moves in a row, only to feel that every time there was a collision, there would be a mighty force rushing in, the blood in the whole body would vibrate, and the bones would feel dislocated. Knowing that this knife can exert amazing power, Invincible.

Not to mention that his big iron sword had already collided with many precious swords. If Li Wangchen hadn't relied on the "scrolling style" to dissipate his strength, it would have already become scrap iron.But now there are many gaps, which cannot withstand any twists and turns.

As a result, his saber technique also changed, and it turned out to be graceful and light.With force from the wrist, the tip of the knife trembled slightly, forming erratic and unpredictable changes, making the whole knife seem to change from a hard iron block to a soft willow.

Ruyi Heavenly Demon·Series of Eight Forms—Swinging Willow Form.

Zhao Qiuxi suddenly felt that he could no longer treat Li Wangchen as an enemy, because Li Wangchen had turned into willow twigs that can be seen everywhere, accompanied by the gentle golden wind and misty rain from the south of the Yangtze River, every moment of attacking It seems to move with the wind and swing with the rain, forming an offensive that cannot be speculated on how to deal with it.

Zhao Qiuxi exerted all his strength, and finally gave a wry smile, knowing that Li Wangchen always has an endless stream of subtle tricks to deal with his shower twenty-eight.

Taking a step back, he threw the "Duantian Gate" in his hand, and stabbed obliquely into the ground with a bang.As soon as he stepped on it, the nearby knife box vibrated and flew, and the long knife in it twitched and came to Zhao Qiuxi's palm.

This knife is narrow and slender, with a slightly curved body and an odd shape, flashing a faint cold light, giving people a sacred and solemn feeling.

Zhao Qiuxi held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and went up and down the front line, both offensive and defensive, posing a strange posture "upper section" that no one in China uses.

"This is Dongying's national treasure 'Boy Qie An Gang', which can kill ghosts and gods. I look forward to Brother Qiu's response."

Li Wangchen nodded, and took the initiative to attack.

The two collided again, and the light of the knife flashed, which shocked everyone in the audience.

But seeing Zhao Qiuxi using the saber at this time, the method is completely different from before, but using all his strength, the killing power is bursting, the whole person is full of fierce power, showing his sharpness.

However, Li Wangchen changed his coping method. After swinging the willow pose, he switched to the "lotus pose", using a peaceful and tranquil method to dilute Zhao Qiuxi's murderous aura.

Seeing that the saber failed, Zhao Qiuxi immediately changed the saber to the "Seven-Level Futu Dao", and Li Wangchen followed closely to change the saber technique, sticking to the unity and unshakable, which is the "Golden Elixir Style"; Zhao Qiuxi took out the "Mandarin Duck Sword" again, and the sword technique was agile, and Li Wangchen followed the Dapeng to spread its wings in the "Swinging Style"; Zhao Qiuxi took out the "Banchao Sword" that swept the Western Regions in the past, and Li Wangchen followed Then use the "Boundless Style" to resolve... The two continuously changed their moves and swordsmanship, Zhao Qiuxi used seventeen or eight swords in the blink of an eye, and Li Wangchen's series of eight moves was used repeatedly, but each time there was a new artistic conception.

Both of their knives and knife skills have reached the level of inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Others were dazzled.

Li Wangchen has also devoted himself to this battle.

This is the first time Li Wangchen has encountered an opponent who is in line with his own wishes. If all the previous battles had not been about facing a powerful enemy far superior to him, he needed to plan the layout before the battle and fight with his life and courage. Opponents who are not to worry about can be easily resolved without consuming any thought.

But Zhao Qiuxi is different

He's strong, but not strong enough.

Li Wangchen couldn't think of a way to defeat him for a while, but he was extremely confident that he would never lose to him no matter what.

This kind of fighting process undoubtedly has an indescribable enjoyment.

Li Wangchen finally understands why there are such things as martial idiots in the world. He is now indulging in this extremely enjoyable battle. He is not facing the strong who will do everything he can, and at the same time is not facing the weak. It is a battle of wits and courage with those who are evenly matched, and both of them are in the expectation of forcing each other to go beyond the limit.

He believed that Zhao Qiuxi must have the same opinion.

I can't beat you, and you can't beat me. If we want to win against our opponent, we have to take a step that we can't take at all!
During the whole process, Li Wangchen's understanding of Ruyi Tianmo·Series of Eight Forms gradually improved.

He had a strong premonition that if he took out the Iron-cutting Grass and turned it into a magic knife, the knife would help the demon, and the magic would increase the power of the knife, and if the wishful heavenly demon · chain eight moves and the magic knife were combined, he would not be afraid of any small three-in-one master at all.

Now Li Wangchen has added another hole card. In terms of explosion, the Fayou Yuanling "Shenjian Hanguang" he created based on the Dugu Nine Swords undoubtedly has the possibility of killing the three of them into one master, but it must Speaking of fighting for a long time, the power of Ruyi Tianma combined with the magic sword is far better than swordsmanship.

Zhao Qiuxi suddenly laughed, "Brother Qiu, you have given me too many surprises. I didn't expect that this would be the pressure that a man with no martial arts can give me. Now I have no jealousy, only fear and excitement. Just because I firmly believe that you will never be decadent like this, and you will definitely make a comeback in the future and become a member of my generation again."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly withdrew the "Deer Cutting Knife" in his hand.

This knife was owned by Xiao Shishilang, the greatest thief in the world in the past. He once competed with the Lianchengbi of Wugou Villa, and wrote a story that is so eloquent and tearful in the Jianghu.This saber is only about two feet long with the handle, the light of the saber is crystal clear, like a pool of autumn water, the light of the saber is like a rainbow, the blade is crystal clear, and it falls into the side of the saber box.

This is obviously a peerless knife, but it is not Zhao Qiuxi's knife.

The two suddenly separated and stood facing each other.

Zhao Qiuxi stared at Li Wangchen intently, his eyes were shining brightly, and he smiled, "A real good knife is not something that is exchanged, but only one. Going to the sky and falling into the world, there is only one!"

Li Wangchen narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh?"

Zhaoqiu raised his palm and said, "This is my 'hand knife'!"

He raised his right hand, the palm of which was like a knife, obviously he still didn't use his inner strength, but it gave people the feeling that he could lift it lightly and freely.

Li Wangchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I'm still an iron knife!"

When the eyes of the two met, there were almost invisible sparks stirring in the midair. The two were ready to go, and everyone knew that the next moment would be the critical moment to determine the outcome of this battle.

Just at this moment, a voice came from above the distant sky.

A person seemed to be correcting Zhao Qiuxi, and said in a sincere tone, "No, no, wrong, wrong, although the benefactor claims to be the king of swords, but from the sidelines of the little monk, he is a person with a false name If you don't understand the true meaning of "hand knife", if you control the knife, you will be obsessed with it, and it will be a catastrophe."

The words were like lightning across the sky, and the two people in the battle were shocked. Zhao Qiuxi was so belittled, and the interruption of the battle made him lose interest. He raised his head and said angrily, "What did you say!?"

Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu, Duan Yu, Li Wangchen and others changed their expressions.

Following the sound, he saw a dignified monk, standing high above the dome of the attic in the distance, with his palms folded, bathed in the sun, with a golden silhouette all over his body, condescendingly overlooking the crowd.

He seemed to have been standing here for a long time, but before he made a sound, no one could see when he was coming.

Murong Fu was gnashing his teeth to say the name of this person just now, but when he actually saw it, his face was pale and his pupils trembled.

Li Wangchen also secretly yelled, he didn't expect Jiumozhi to dare to go deep into the sphere of influence of the power gang - go fuck and invite Duan Yu.

That's right, this monk is Jiumozhi.

Facing Zhao Qiuxi's roar, Jiumozhi, the evil monk who chased him all the way, stretched out a hand with five fingers together, and the edge was like a blade, "If the benefactor is not convinced, you can look at the knife in the little monk's hand."

He raised his knife high.

Li Wangchen yelled, turned around and left, "Run away!"

Zhao Qiuxi was taken aback for a moment, "What?"

He didn't expect that such a master, who was inextricably fighting with him, would run away without style as soon as he saw this monk, which was far beyond his expectations.

When he turned his head again, his eyes widened and he screamed, "What!"

Naturally, these two things do not mean the same thing.

Zhao Qiuxi's hairs stood on end, his scalp was numb, he didn't dare to restrain his energy anymore, but opened up with all his strength, and shot out suddenly.

The next moment, the naked eye could see a huge saber energy that condensed its essence descending from top to bottom. Amidst the power of heaven and earth, the entire arena exploded from the inside out and was chopped into pieces.

(End of this chapter)