When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 178: No regrets with one sword, Rouyun Sword Technique

Xiao Feiyang didn't know what adventure he had in his life, and he was able to master many martial arts. Every time he made a move, his moves were as varied as flowers.

But when it comes to the real critical moment, what he relies on most is the Taohua Island kung fu he has practiced since he was a child.

This move of his turned around and slashed straight. Miejie and Ye Guhong clearly recognized it. It was one of the sharpest moves in Yuxiao's swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship was created by the owner of Peach Blossom Island in his later years. The sword moves were made from the jade flute that he was good at. It is as elegant and elegant as other Peach Blossom Island martial arts, and the moves are much more fancy.

Those who don't know how to do it will only think that those tricks are purely for looks and dazzling, but in fact there are countless wonderful uses hidden in them.

But at this moment when Xiao Feiyang came, he didn't feel elegant, only ruthless, not unrestrained, only decisive, and it turned out to be a unique atmosphere.

Especially due to the internal force, the sword edge surged, and the sound of cracking the air was as clear as the cry of the phoenix. Miejie was so excited when he saw it, he praised highly: "What a move 'Fengqu Changshou', what a powerful demon!"

Ye Guhong was also impressed by what he saw. This set of swordsmanship was originally known for its subtle and subtle moves, but Xiao Feiyang used his powerful inner force to activate it, abandoning the crooked and taking the straight, turning the endless sword moves into a single sword. Determination of regret.

Invisibly, there is something like the Emei Sect's "Buddha's Light" Palm——

Turn the complex into the simplest, and with one move, the enemy will have no way to avoid it unless he blocks it hard!

Hearing Miejie's approval, Xiao Feiyang couldn't help but feel a hint of pride on his lips.

He risked breaking his leg and forced He Mo Sheng back by using his sweeping leaf leg trick. He forcibly separated the swords of He and Fan, and instantly exploded with all his strength to kill Fan Shuyun, causing He Mo Sheng to be confused and panicked. He had to fight hard to save his body, and his meridians were severely damaged, and he was forced to squeeze out all his strength, and then he wielded the most powerful sword in his life. Master Miejie gave him a loud praise, which he thought he deserved!

Seeing an incomparable sword light slashing towards him, He Mosheng suddenly regretted: I was fighting for the head position, and I just married my senior sister to help me. She is older than me, and has a domineering temperament. She will ride on my neck for the rest of my life. It was so hard on me, but I couldn't give birth to a son. To continue my love, I had to take concubines. She became more and more disgraced towards me. Two of my beautiful concubines died for unknown reasons. They were probably hers. Hands and feet, now that she was beaten to death by Devil Xiao, I should have retreated when I saw the difficulty, but why did I rush to take revenge?

In an instant, countless thoughts went through his mind. With regret, he yelled and waved his sword to block it.

He Mo Sheng's skill was originally extremely superb, but after all, he was weaker than Xiao Feiyang.

Moreover, the response is hasty and it is difficult to use all his strength, but Xiao Feiyang's fighting style is to hurt others and himself. With 100% of his skill, he explodes with 120 to 30% of the power. Under the one and the other, with the two swords touching, there is no way to win. The long sword broke in response.

This was not because of the sharpness of Xiao Feiyang's sword, but simply because he used force to crush the opponent's weapon and forcibly broke the opponent's weapon.

Xiao Feiyang's long sword fell, and He Mo Sheng couldn't avoid it, watching helplessly as a large ball of blood burst out from his chest and abdomen.

There were exclamations everywhere. No one had expected that a moment ago, He and Fan had fought with Xiao Feiyang vigorously. With two breathing efforts, one had his skull broken, and the other had his abdomen disemboweled and even his intestines flowed out.

He Mosheng looked down at his wound. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at Xiao Feiyang, nodded and said: "Devil, He refused to accept the defeat. I will wait for you on the road to hell. Let's fight again."

After saying that, his body swayed and he fell on his back.

Everyone from the Kunlun faction made an uproar and rushed forward, but they were blocked by Renshuiying and Lei Zimen.

Wei Sanniang looked excited and shouted loudly: "Master Miejie, Daxia Song, Gang Leader Shi, the demons are rampant, please seniors, please make the decision!"

The five Wudang heroes looked at each other, and Song Yuanqiao came out with his sword in hand: "Guangming Zuo is very skilled in martial arts. Song is here to ask for some advice."

Xiao Feiyang covered his chest with his left hand and supported it forcefully, refusing to spit out blood.

He smiled faintly and said: "Xiao has learned Wudang's secret skills from Yin Liuxia and Mo Qixia, and he is indeed very good. It's just that my brother's interest has run out today, so he won't accompany Song Daxia to fight." Song Yuanqiao was a loyal person and was poor at words. He said he wanted to ask for advice, which was just a polite word. Unexpectedly, the other party pretended to be dumbfounded. He really thought he was asking for advice and replied directly. His interest was gone. He stood there for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Song Shuming was furious and strode out: "We are exterminating demons and defending the Way. Do we care whether demons like you are interested or not? My father respects you as a big shot in the demon sect, so you are polite, but you bully gentlemen. Fang, say such big words. In this case, there is no need for my father to take action. Song Shuming, a third-generation disciple of Wudang, today in front of the heroes of the world, I want to fight you, an old devil. Do you dare or not?"

Xiao Feiyang smiled up to the sky, pointed at Song Shuming and said: "This young Wudang hero is not slow to react. As expected, the tiger father has no son. Xiao would like to congratulate Song Daxia on having a successor. But..."

He suddenly changed the topic, shook his head and muttered: "Little brother, do you think you are Ye Guhong of Emei?"

Master Miejie was so simple-minded that he couldn't help but nodded, thinking that this demon was very knowledgeable and what he said made sense.

However, Ye Guhong frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Wudang Shaolin, Beggar Clan Kongtong, Emei Kunlun... among all the big sects in the world, who doesn't have young leaders? Gu Hong has little ability, and he doesn't dare to be famous as Xiao Zuo's envoy."

Song Shuming immediately said: "Uncle Ye is right! Xiao Feiyang, you don't have to be clever with your words. If you don't dare to fight with me, just say so."

Seeing that Song Shuming was young and the son of Song Yuanqiao, Xiao Feiyang wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to plant some inner demons in him and find an enemy for Ye Guhong, but he didn't know that Song Shuming had been conquered many years ago, how could he succeed? His plan? Instead, he invited the battle again.

Xiao Feiyang couldn't help but darken his face. He raised his internal strength and felt that although his meridians were in severe pain, he could still exert some strength.

I thought to myself: I am at the end of my rope and am no match for those famous people, but a young young man, how can I let him bully me? Let’s capture him and force the four sects to let my Mingjiao brothers go down the mountain.

He immediately sneered and said: "Haha, it turns out that a hero comes from a young age. Since Young Master Song is not afraid of me bullying the weak, just come and fight."

Song Yuanqiao was worried about his son and whispered: "Shu Ming!"

Zhang Songxi said in a low voice: "This is Shuming's first appearance on a big occasion. The words have been spoken and cannot be taken back. We have all concealed weapons and have taken good care of him. Besides, being able to fight against such a person will be of great benefit to him in the future." .”

Yu Lianzhou, on the other hand, had sharp eyesight and quietly told him: "Xiao Feiyang wants to earn face by killing the head of Kunlun and suffering serious internal injuries. You just have to fight with him. Don't rush in. When the fight reaches 20, just express your admiration." Then leave the scene.”

Song Shuming's face flushed with excitement, nodded, and stepped forward with his sword.

Everyone in the Ming Cult had seen Ye Guhong show off his power a few times before, but now that the Wudang Sect had sent a young man to challenge Xiao Feiyang face to face, they couldn't help but feel depressed, feeling that these decent talents were emerging in large numbers.

Song Shuming walked ten feet in front of Xiao Feiyang, stopped, stretched out his body, stood with his back feet solid, and his front feet weakly pointed. He held the sword in front of him with his right hand, pointed the sword of his left hand, rested on his right wrist, held his chest and lifted his back, with his head empty. Strength and calmness are exactly the move in Wudang swordsmanship, "Go to the mountain to offer incense", which implies respect for the opponent.

When the heroes around him saw him, they couldn't help but nod secretly, praising Wudang's strict sect style and not losing sight of etiquette even in the face of powerful enemies.

Many masters even took the opportunity to teach their disciples and let them pay attention to the spiritual energy revealed by Song Shuming.

Master Miejie also nodded and said: "Sure enough, the tiger father has no son! It seems that after Gu Hong took care of him, this child has worked hard and his qualifications are not bad. Apart from Gu Hong and Chang Cai, the disciples of our sect No one can compare to him, even Xiao Rong is half a step behind."

Xiao Feiyang said lightly: "Young hero, you don't have to be polite. If you have any abilities, just use them."

Song Shuming nodded slightly, took a step forward, and stabbed out with a sharp sword, which was the "Feng Nod" of Wudang Rouyun's sword technique. Fang stabbed halfway, turned around with the sword, and suddenly turned it across his waist to wipe it out, but It's a move called "jade belt waist".

(End of this chapter)