Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 675 Sword God and Sword Demon (2)

Seeing Leng Muyun stepping back step by step with a painful expression on his face, Zhong Jinling wanted to cry more and more, she only hated why she didn't learn the rhythm well at the beginning, Yingzi's flute sound was many times better than her leaves' sound, Leng Mu Yun Ruo's death in the hands of Liu Sheng's sword was all because of her fault, and she blamed herself.

Behind Leng Muyun was a steep cliff, although it was only more than ten feet, it was enough for Liu Sheng's sword to slash and kill the opponent when Leng Muyun stumbled and stepped into the air.

The cliff was getting closer and closer, and the pain on Leng Muyun's face became more and more intense. He wanted to tell Zhong Jinling to stop blowing, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only close his eyes, trying to escape.

"Jinling, I'm sorry, I've tried my best. I hope you can forgive me in the next life."

This was Leng Muyun's disheartened thoughts, not because he didn't want to fight for a counterattack, but because he couldn't counterattack at all.Anandajian also seemed to feel the mood of the master at the moment, and the light weakened accordingly.

Seeing that Leng Muyun was about to be forced to the side of the cliff, Zhong Jinling's eyes were sour, and crystal clear tears rolled down.She forgot where she was, forgot what she was doing, she endured the pain, and just wanted to finish playing this piece, even if it cost her life.This result was as early as she expected.

The murderous look on Liu Sheng's cold face suddenly strengthened with Yijian, forcing Leng Muyun's foot off the cliff.

With a loud shout of "Kill!", Liu Sheng used his sword to mobilize his internal force with all his strength, and suddenly shook Leng Muyun's body off the cliff. Unleashes a sword full of supreme power.The sword light shines, the sword energy entangles, and the sword light expands and contracts.

At the same time, Zhong Jinling spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", the sound of leaves stopped abruptly, and then, with a "boom", countless gravels rolled down the cliff.

As soon as Liu Sheng's sword struck down, he was startled inwardly, he only felt that the sword did not strike Leng Muyun's body, nor did it strike Ananda's sword, but cut through the air.

How can this be?Where did Leng Muyun go?
The sharp sword energy gushed out from the sword body, destroying most of the cliff. There were two stone statues on the cliff's stone wall, but since then, they have disappeared from the world.

Liu Sheng missed a single blow with his sword, and felt vigilant. He suddenly turned around, and saw Leng Muyun standing quietly behind him like a ghost, with a strange power shrouded in his face.

Liu Sheng was shocked with a sword strike. He was a little ecstatic just now, but in such a split second, Leng Muyun was able to avoid the sword's edge and turn behind him under his nose, which is a bit miraculous, but , the facts were right in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but believe it.

Leng Muyun's whole body suddenly exuded a magical power, and with a shake of his right hand, he stabbed out with a sword.

There is nothing surprising about this sword stabbing out, but there is a kind of strength, the tip of the sword trembles slightly, which is unpredictable.Liu Sheng let out a loud roar with his sword, and the Moyang Sword pierced out with lightning.When the two swords collided, Liu Sheng's sword was knocked out by one zhang, he hurriedly moved his body three zhang in the air.

However, when he fell to the ground, Anandajian's sword tip followed him like a shadow, only a foot away from his heart.Liu Shengyijian's cold heart could no longer calm down. Under Leng Muyun's weird and miraculous sword, his "killing sword" was useless. He could only escape, but no matter where he fled , the tip of the sword was always pressing against him.

Yingzi stopped playing the flute, she found that Yagyu Ichiken's heart was in a mess, and a sad look appeared on her face.

Zhong Jinling vomited blood emotionally, but this happened to save Leng Muyun's life. She forgot to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and stared blankly at Leng Muyun chasing Liu Shengyijian.

Liu Sheng Yijian has never failed, he hates failure, he thinks failure is a shameful thing, being forced by Leng Muyun to not be able to use the "killing sword" is his biggest failure, and it is the most shameful thing in his life thing.

He stopped suddenly, and slashed out a sword regardless of his own life. Although this sword was not a "killing sword", the "death intent" in it was higher than that of a "killing sword".

With a "bang", the outcome was decided, and a figure fell out and rolled to the ground.Someone exclaimed "Liu Sheng-jun", and rushed towards the figure that had rolled to the ground.

The dark blue sword light turned, and it was about to pierce the two of them. The owner of the sword sighed softly, regardless of whether he had the ability to control the sword's momentum, he forcibly retracted Ananda's sword. When the sword light passed, a stream of blood spattered. A gust of sword energy rushed out, hitting the coffin stuck on the distant stone wall, and it was instantly blown to pieces.

The one who rolled to the ground was Yagyu Yijian, and the one who threw himself on him to take the sword for him was Yingzi.Although Liu Shengyijian was fine, but Yingzi's arm was swept by the lingering light of the sword energy, and it was already injured.However, neither of them has any worries about their lives, which is considered the luckiest of luck.

"Yakko, Yingko..." Liu Sheng hugged Yingzi with a sword, and shouted.

A smile appeared on Yingzi's face, and she tremblingly said, "I'm relieved that you... are fine."

Leng Muyun said: "You should thank Miss Yingzi, if she hadn't sacrificed her life to save her, there would be no one like you in the world."

After saying that, he moved his body, Ananda's sword was accurately placed in the scabbard on the stone wall, and he pulled it out lightly, the practice sword with its sheath was pulled out of the stone wall, the tip of his toes touched the stone wall, fell back to its original position, turned around and strode away. go.

Zhong Jinling rushed up, weeping with joy, looking at Leng Muyun's face, speechless.

"Jin Ling, thank you, if you hadn't given me confidence, I would have died under the sword of Liu Sheng."

"I... I have already said that if you die by his sword, I will go down with you."

Leng Muyun glanced at her affectionately, held his hand, and walked down the mountain. He defeated Liu Shengyijian. He was not very happy, but after hearing Zhong Jinling's words, he couldn't help being emotional.

Seeing that the figures of the two were about to disappear among the ancient trees, the voice of Liu Sheng's sword came, and said: "Leng, what was the name of which sword you just said?"

Leng Muyun said without turning his head: "The last move of Ananda's swordsmanship is ninety-nine return to one."

In the voice, the figures of the two disappeared among the ancient trees.However, when the two of them reached the middle of the mountain, Leng Muyun suddenly vomited blood, his face was pale, if Zhong Jinling hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Mu Yun, don't scare me, you can't leave me alone, I..." Zhong Jinling said in a trembling voice, her pity eyes were on the verge of tears.

"Don't worry, I can't die. It's rare for me to figure out something. How can I just leave." Leng Muyun felt relaxed, as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Fang Jianming and Bai Yiyi listened to the sound of the piano for a while on the edge of the island. Bai Yiyi didn't know anything about the rhythm and only thought it was pleasant to hear, but Fang Jianming heard something from the sound of the piano. "Song" was created by Mao Minzhong, a qin master in the Southern Song Dynasty.In the sound of the piano, there is a faint meaning of asking the visitor.

Since the big white crane is too big, it is easy to be spotted, so Fang Jianming let the Qilin Mouse accompany the big white crane here, while he and Bai Yiyi performed lightness kung fu and plundered towards the sound of the zither.This island is not an isolated island. It has six hills, towering trees can be seen everywhere, and a small animal or two flashes in the forest from time to time. When meeting strangers, they will stop and watch curiously.

After turning over a mountain, there are several houses in the opposite mountain, and the sound of the piano is coming from the houses.

At this moment, the song "Song of Woodcutters" was finally played, Bai Yiyi pointed to the forest far away on the right, and said softly: "There are people over there."

When Fang Jianming heard it, he realized it immediately, and secretly said: "These people are probably the owners of the two big boats." Not daring to be careless, he and Bai Yiyi slowed down, and followed the tree without anyone noticing. Group of people.

The sound of the zither stopped for a while, and suddenly, there was a sound of "Zheng", and an old voice came, saying: "Stop coming."

Fang Jianming and Bai Yiyi rushed their bodies and hid aside, only to hear someone laugh "haha" and said: "Duan Chunfeng, a junior in martial arts, came here with a few friends to pay homage to the old senior, and listen to your song 'Song of Woodcutters', which is better than that in the world." Xian Le, senior's qin art has already reached the pinnacle, I admire, admire."

Hearing this, Fang Jianming was shocked, this is exactly the reason why there is nowhere to look for, and it took no effort to get it. Unexpectedly, "Master of Spring and Autumn" Duan Chunfeng would appear here.

"Song of Qiao" is one of the representative qin melodies of the Zhejiang School. There are many folks who practice it. It is not difficult for Duan Chunfeng to recognize this song.

Fang Jianming wanted to see if the Virgin Mary was here, so he poked his head out from behind an ancient tree, using his eyes, he saw eight people standing in the distance in the forest, two of them were Duan Chunfeng and Our Lady.

The Holy Mother held a lyre in her hand, and besides Duan Chunfeng, three of the other six people also held lyres.However, unlike Duan Chunfeng and the Madonna, these six people are from Fusang.

"You said your surname is Duan, what is the relationship with the Duan family in Dali?" An old voice came.

Duan Chunfeng said with a smile: "The younger generation is from the Duan family in Dali."

The old voice said "Oh", and said, "Who are you, Duan Chengtian?"

Duan Chunfeng said: "The old man is the uncle of the younger generation."

The old voice asked: "Is he still alive?"

Duan Chunfeng said: "The old man has passed away for many years."

The old voice said: "For the sake of you being the descendant of an old man, I will let you go, you go, and disturb the old man Qingxiu again, don't blame the old man for being merciless."

Fang Jianming was slightly surprised when he heard this.Duan Chunfeng is at least over 60 years old. If his uncle is still alive, he is at least in the same generation as Zhang Xiangfeng, and the old man playing the piano actually said that Duan Chunfeng's uncle is his old friend. Isn't it an old monster.

Duan Chunfeng smiled lightly, and said: "The younger generation shouldn't come here to disturb the old senior's quiet cultivation, but the old senior lives in seclusion overseas, and I'm afraid he still doesn't know the current situation in the Central Plains."

The old voice said: "What do you mean by that?"

Duan Chunfeng said: "Today's Central Plains is in chaos. A sect called Xueshou Sect has emerged in the martial arts. It has great power and can compete with the righteous way of martial arts. The Mongolian alien race is full of ambitions. They have re-rolled and have long wanted to take back the world. The Manchus are gradually growing, and they can't bear the suppression of the Ming emperor, and they have turned against each other. If the old seniors can return to the Central Plains at this time, raise their arms and shout, it will be the heroes of the crowd. The younger generation..."

(End of this chapter)