Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 911 Original intention, unintentional, helpless
Yi Qixing didn't like to be judged by others, let alone being judged like the Sword Judging Club, especially, in his eyes, Bu Yuanting and others were just mediocre, how could he be worthy of evaluating his sword skills.

Not to mention the other participants, at least in the past few sessions, both people and swords are very ordinary, so he has not actually participated in the sword judging meeting.

Since there is no actual fight, who would feel that they are worse than others?
In particular, the way of swordsmanship can almost be said to be the embodiment of one's own beliefs and paths, how can one lower others out of thin air?
Because of this, Yi Qixing has been calling Yuansou to practice his own swordsmanship for many years, such as the sea of ​​swords, the sword review meeting, and the sword sealing tower, in the eyes of the head of the seven cultivators, they don't know what it means.

On the premise that it does not involve the Seventh Cultivation of Martial Arts, Yi Qixing has never been interested in this kind of thing.

This time I came here because of Qi Taizu's recommendation. Although the two did not have a friendship with each other, nor was it a master-student relationship. After leaving a bond with each other, the other party has disappeared, but the friendship between the two parties is actually not bad.

A swordsman who is admired even by the founders of the Seventh Martial Arts, it is worth a while.

So, he came, except for some unhappiness in the middle, after the other party drew the sword, the opinion of the head of the Seven Cultivators of the Confucian Sword Emperor rose rapidly in just a short moment.

Famous is not as good as meeting, and meeting is worse than being famous, that's how it is.

"One trick, let you know the gap." What Yi Qixing was thinking at this time, Lin Chongyang could guess a little bit.

But this can't change the fact that the leader of the Seven Cultivators deserves to be beaten.

Qingyue clanging sounds come from the body of the Qiye sword, and the state of the sword is manifested. People and swords are indistinguishable from each other, and the heart and sword are viewed as one.

A sword out!

Like a dragon swaying its tail in stealth, it suddenly sees changes in the wind and clouds, and thunder and gas.

Quick, too fast for a sword to react.

The streamer flashes rapidly, facing the speed that cannot be observed with the eyes, it is difficult for even the keen five senses to play a big role.

It can only be judged in an instant through the collision of sword intent.

clang!
Zuoxueping stabbed out, and precisely collided with Qi Ye like a needle pointing at a wheat awn.

The sword intent from ancient times to the present pierces the heavens and the earth, sweeping the wind and clouds, overwhelming and crushing Xiang Yiqi!

At the same time when the sword tip collided, Yi Qixing felt his hand holding the sword go numb. If his foundation wasn't strong enough, he might have let go of the sword as soon as he touched it, and even the vitality of the surrounding world would have been affected by the opponent's sword intent Influence, forcibly isolated, can no longer be sensed.

This is only the first move for the two sides to face each other. Yi Qixing can only resolve the sword pressure by continuously refining the sword intent.

immediately!

But seeing Qiye's sword deflected, crossing with Yuxue, swinging the long sword wantonly, there are thousands of changes at the beginning, so Yi Qixing can only resist with all his strength, and thousands of other changes follow.

Simple, direct, domineering, and compelling. During the process of accepting the move, he fully demonstrated his own swordsmanship, allowing the opponent to have a deep understanding of himself.

The battle between the two suddenly fell into a stalemate.

With his left hand behind his back, Lin Chongyang's attack on the sword intensified.

Sudden, intangible, divine in a flash, over the top and in the clouds, it is Chuxinjian.

Yi Qixing's figure split into two, breaking the deadlock, and immediately joined behind Lin Chongyang, and Zaoxue's sword swept out.

I saw Lin Chongyang twisted his wrist, changed his backhand to hold the sword in his forehand, retracted it behind his back, the hilt of the Qiye sword was on the bottom, and the edge of the sword was slanted upwards from bottom to bottom, it was a Su Qin back sword.

clang!
The sword's edge collided three inches away from Lin Chongyang's left neck. At the same time, he swung his right hand outward, turned around with his strength, and completed the switch from forehand to backhand, regaining control of the rhythm of the battle.

Lin Chongyang has benevolence hidden in his heart, and his style is good, and the sword in his hand moves with his heart.

Every move is a killing move, but without the slightest killing intent, every move is expected to be the enemy's first move, and there is more room for three points.

A strange sense of discord, as the two confront each other, spontaneously arises in Qixing's heart, no matter the movement, stillness, transformation, or change of the moves, or the fast, fierce, soft, skillful, and complicated strength.

Everything is under the control of the other party, and it is done according to the other party's regulations.

Aware of this, look down on the world with his disdain, be proud and arrogant, and respond with the same moves when encountering similar characters.

Yiqi's eyes froze, Shengyue's cold light flashed in shock, and the Wuxin sword appeared for the first time!

The enemy plane is first to feed the enemy plane first, the competition is the mastery of the moves, the understanding of the sword, the timing, and the most important heart and mind!

Wuxin sword is not an ordinary sword move, but a sword of mind, but the stalemate of the battle has not been rewritten by this move.

Break through fiercely, softly control ingenuity, forcefully overcome complexity, miscellaneous and resolve diseases;
Under the martial arts theory, no one can surpass him.

Metaphysical sword, no one in ancient times, thousands of swords admire, worship like gods;

No one can stand shoulder to shoulder with him in the way of the sword.

Wisdom comes from the depth of love, and living beings come from the depth of wisdom;
Moves, styles, minds, thoughts, all aspects are all different from one move to another.

immediately!

clang!
The sword realm disintegrated, and the exchange of moves between the two continued, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and Yi Qixing said while removing the move:
"If you can break through this trick, Qi Xing will come here specially in vain."

However, the sword in his hand kept whining, and there were even small cracks one after another, and it gradually became unbearable.

"The next move, the sword in your hand will break."

At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang dodged sideways to avoid another sword attack, Yuxue's sword edge brushed past his waist, and the sword energy shot was deflected to another place by the invisible force field.

Yi Qixing didn't care about this: "If you can't bear my moves, then it means it's not worthy to be my sword!"

Yuxue, from Binglou, was the one who rescued a young man named Baili Binghong, and his eldest brother repaid him with this sword. At first, this sword was quite convenient for him.

However, as his kendo attainments became more and more advanced, it has become a drag.

After the words fell, the true essence pierced the sword again, and the sword's intent surged, and Yi Qixing took advantage of the momentum to retreat.

then.

The fly whisk taken from the back pointed to the southwest, and the Yuxue sword in his hand pointed to the east. Suddenly, a majestic aura appeared from the sword mark standing on the ground.

Amidst the wailing, the cracks on the sword continued to increase and expand.

"Helpless."

Seeing this, Lin Chongyang sighed softly, the sword is a good sword, and its spirituality is a little worse than Qiye, as long as it is carefully nurtured, a sword spirit will be born from the sword in the future, it is a pity to meet such a sword master.

Although, apart from being beaten, Yi Qixing is actually fine.

It can only be said that the suitability of swords and people is a bit poor.

If it weren't for being able to sense the spirituality of Yuxue, Qi Ye also loved that clever spirituality very much, and Lin Chongyang would not have sighed at this time.

"The sword looks at Qian Qiuchen!"

The cold front flickered, and Yi Qixing took the lead in making the move. Just when Jian Feng was in front of Lin Chongyang, Qi Ye's sword advanced forward, focusing on entanglement and transformation first, to avoid a fierce confrontation with Yuxue— —

"The Holy Scroll of Spring and Autumn: The Spirit Turtle is solved and there is nothing left to do."

Yi Qixing's offensive was eliminated by washing the sword, but Jue Dai Jian Su didn't appreciate it, and the sword intent urged him again.

Bang!

There was a clear and crisp sound, and Qi Ye's mournful wailing continued.

(End of this chapter)