Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 857

A few months after the Langhua Banquet was held, Jiu Qiansheng suddenly thought of it and mentioned that the most important thing for him now is to use the book of martial arts that his friend threw away from him to get rid of the toxins in his body.

If it wasn't for the lack of famous doctors in the world, how could he be tricked by his friends?Really careless in making friends.

However, Jiu Qiansheng was not hypocritical. Based on his experience, he could naturally see that the volume of martial arts was extraordinary. After traveling together for a month, the three of them entered the repairing stage because of the accident.

It just so happens that even the most time needs time to digest the gains, and his combat skills have been greatly improved during this period of time.

At the same time, Lin Chongyang also needs a little time to improve a little bit in the Dao of the sword, so as to meet the needs of guiding and practicing in the shortest time.

For example, the basic teaching of early combat skills is not very demanding, and he can even teach the Dao of the Universe. However, if it involves the expansion and in-depth application of the Time Saber Technique, or the further realm of the Dao of the Saber, etc., Then a corresponding boundary is needed.

Fortunately, it is not difficult to reverse the process from the results. In addition, he also knows a few knife techniques, so he can use them as a reference and integrate and create again.

Moreover, all roads lead to the same goal, so it is not impossible to modify the sword moves.

…………

In the blink of an eye, a month later.

The lonely moon is cold, the night wind is cold, the river is full of waves, and the clouds and smoke are misty.

ding ding ding-

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the sound of metal and iron screaming resounds through the night sky. Two figures, one black and one white, step on the river and cross each other several times.

The ink-colored sword is covered with fine and dense gold patterns; the jade-like knife is as cold as dew and weeping.

In Lin Chongyang's hands, the sword is like a flying dragon, formless, impermanent, indeterminate, even endless, but always high and far, as if expounding the great way of heaven and earth.

But seeing the two swords in Jiuqiansheng's hands slashing and switching with the sword coming from the swift attack, whirling the wind and waves under the natural sense of sword, one sword beats the enemy first, and one sword strikes the enemy quickly, showing the ingenuity of the sword World style.

Suddenly.

Accompanied by an ear-piercing sound, Bai Lu's saber swung and swung, parrying the saber in Jiu Qiansheng's left hand.

Suddenly, the cold light flickered, and the sword edge of the blood-stained ice moth was seen advancing.

Ding!
In a blink of an eye, extreme movement turns into extreme stillness.

The edge of the sword that was passed to the chest was firmly blocked by the right knife that returned to the defense. At the same time, the sound of mourning came from the blade, and the sharp tip of the sword actually sank into it.

Then, the left knife bypassed Bai Lu, and slashed back, forcing the blood-stained ice moth's sword back.

The stalemate was broken, and the sound of clanging weapons and blades joined together again, faster than the wind and thunder, and the distance could not be heard.

There are many sword shadows, and the light of the sword is vertical and horizontal, like a gust of wind and rain breaking each other.

The turmoil on the river intensified with the confrontation between the two.

Lin Chongyang held the knife in his right hand and swept away the oncoming water waves. With a flick of the wrist of his left hand, the blood-stained ice moth darted towards the opposite person with an incredible speed and angle.

The sharpness of the two sabers turned cleverly, interweaving a dense web of sabers, and the innate knives of swordsmanship, trying to block Lin Chongyang's fierce attack.

Nine thousand victories are well aware of the truth that if you stick to it for a long time, you will lose it.

The blood-stained ice moth was restrained by the dense knife net, and its offensive was slightly reduced, but Jiuqiansheng still needed to deal with it carefully. At this time, Bai Lu made a whirling attack, and as soon as he met his face, he saw the flaw in the knife net.

A sharp knife, like a butterfly piercing a flower, passed through the interlaced gaps in the knife net, and the blade advanced forward, pointing directly at the throat of Jiuqiansheng.

The cold air hit the face, the sharp blade hit the body, and the pupils of the sword god shrank suddenly.

Immediately, the two sabers moved together to force the blood-stained ice moth away. At the same time, the body leaned back, avoiding the saber by an inch, raised its left knee, and hit Lin Chongyang's right elbow, preventing him from cutting down.

boom!
Knees collide with elbows.

At the same time as Lin Chongyang changed his moves, Jiu Qiansheng, who got up with his strength, also reorganized his offensive, and took advantage of the gap between his changes to attack with a knife.

The two figures, one white and one black, were entangled again, and the collision between the blade and the blade became more and more vigorous.

In the exciting sound, occasionally there will be some dissonance.

One hundred tricks, one thousand tricks, just when the two of them disassembled to three thousand tricks, a sudden change occurred.

See you!

A crisp clanging sound resounded through the heaven and earth, and the confrontation came to an abrupt end. Two bright broken blades flew out of Jiu Qiansheng's ears, and the falling strands of white hair were directly crushed by the saber energy.

The wind is calm, the waves are calm, and the confrontation ended unexpectedly.

"..."

Looking at the evenly cut double knives in his hands, Jiuqiansheng fell silent.

After hitting the head, who would pay attention to the weapon in their hands, even if there is no blood, it is very measured, but, having said that, the difference between the weapons of the two seems to be a little big.

Following the movement of Jiuqiansheng's true essence, two silver glows jumped out from the calm river, and he put them away together with the two broken knives in his hand.

A certain sword god half-jokingly said: "In a duel, if I didn't win, let alone lose my saber. I really want to say that I was careless in making friends."

His friend's book of martial arts is really extraordinary, it took him nearly a month to get started, and then he got rid of all the poisons in it.

A certain sword god who had successfully passed the level just happened to see a certain sword emperor's level of swordsmanship rising rapidly, but within a short period of time, he had reached a strange level that was completely incomprehensible.

Then, when Jiu Qiansheng felt itchy for a while, Lin Chongyang also planned to find someone to try his reverse derivation of the way of the sword.

The two hit it off immediately, so there was the previous scene.

Occasionally changing weapons to use will indeed produce a completely different kind of fun. Anyway, the combination of swords and swords is enough.

Maybe you can try a knife and gun another day, which is a brand new experience.

The blood-stained ice moth and Bailu knife were also put away by Lin Chongyang. He had his hands behind his back and said solemnly: "It's better to be in the midst of sparring than to be in the battle of life and death. The ancients said that if you lose your horse, you know it's not a blessing." .”

"That's true." Jiuqiansheng was very open-minded about this.

After the sparring ended, the two returned to the river bank. They covered their eyes for the last time and hadn't slowed down. He couldn't keep up when the two of them reached a hundred moves. Forcibly watching the battle is undoubtedly a burden for him now.

No one made a move to help him relieve it. He needs to take this step by himself.

Lin Chongyang and Jiu Qiansheng said: "Based on your current state, the pair of swords really can't keep up with your footsteps. While you still have free time, I will compensate you for a pair. What do you think?"

"Oh? Can I take you as a conscientious discovery?" Jiuqiansheng was very interested.

"It depends on whether my friend has the courage to climb the thirteen peaks of Aofeng."

Theoretically, it is not impossible to go to Tiannan Mountain, Lonely Mountain and Jinglu can also be considered, but after serious consideration, Lin Chongyang finally decided to take his friends to the [-]th Peak of Aofeng.

This level of difficulty is higher, and it can play a better role in exercise.

"Ha, why not!"

Master Lin's aggressive method was undoubtedly successful, and when the time came, the three of them tidied up and set off.

then……

He was stopped by someone within two hundred miles after walking out.

The young man in white clothes and purple hair challenged Jiuqiansheng, who is now famous, with a pair of purple eyes full of fighting spirit.

(End of this chapter)