Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 251 Love in the past and now an enemy

Brothers who are sworn brothers must have a battle.

Guo Jing and Yang Kang were both disciples of Danyangzi's Ma Yu sect, and the other were senior disciples of Changchunzi's Qiu Chuji sect.

What they learn from each other is almost the same.

The same Quanzhen swordsmanship was displayed, and the sword moved lightly in Guo Jing's hands, fully displaying the essence of the Quanzhen swordsmanship.

A long sword is not only extremely fast, but also extremely delicate.

On the contrary, the same sword move in Yang Kang's hands was done in a different way.

Yang Kang is not as talented as Guo Jing and can be described as stupid. But stupid people have their own tricks. Since you can't master the essence of sword moves in a short time, you should try your best to become more proficient in sword moves.

A set of Quanzhen swordsmanship in Yang Kang's hands showed a completely different style. If Guo Jing's swordsmanship brings out all the essence of Quanzhen's swordsmanship, then Yang Kang's swordsmanship is simple and can only master the most basic moves.

But every move has become something instinctive to him, and he can always block Guo Jing's three-foot green strike at the last moment.

In an instant, the two brothers turned into a circle of swords.

Guo Jing's sword skills were extremely fast, and the sword shadows were heavy. The long sword in his hand was swung out like a violent storm.

In the right palm, the Quanzhen Sect's secret ice-breaking palm was struck from time to time, since Tianshu Star Wuyouzi wanted to see this competition.

Then this duel must not be neglected.

On the other side, Yang Kang also honestly used all his skills. His tricks seemed simple, but they turned into instinct.

The two of them fought within one foot, and the sword shadows were heavy and powerful.

Seeing this, the Quanzhen Seventh Son and others on the side all nodded thoughtfully, with only expressions of approval.

Although the martial arts of these two brothers are not as good as theirs, they are only slightly different. In another year and a half, they may be able to surpass them.

Quanzhen Sect has such descendants, so there is no need to worry about the future.

hehe! Above the sky, Zhu Hefeng watched the battle with the divine sculpture as a support, his eyes shining brightly.

In the eyes of the Quanzhen Seventh Son, Wanyan Honglie and others, this battle was just a simple matter of teaching skills to brothers. But under his Emperor Qi Watching Technique, he saw a fierce fight between two sons of destiny. The evil spirit that originally permeated the entire world rose and fell one after another under this confrontation.

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"Not good!" On the way to Yanyu Tower from the Central Plains in the north, an old Taoist priest with gray hair, a black robe, and a whisk on his shoulder sensed the change in the secret of heaven, and his expression changed drastically.

His face darkened, and he wanted to rush to the Yanyu Tower as soon as possible.

However, in front of him, there was a beautiful figure dressed in white, who looked like a fairy, blocking him. A long sword in his hand shone with an inexplicable cold light under the moonlight.

"Chaoying, do you really want to stop me?" Wang Chongyang asked with a bitter smile, looking at the beauty opposite him.

Lin Chaoying clenched the sword in her hand, sneered, and said, "My husband said that you will not be allowed to appear in Jiaxing on August 15th."

"If you want to go through, there is only one way, defeat me!"

At the end of the sentence, a trace of fighting intent appeared in the beautiful eyes that were always filled with murderous intent, and the Qingming Sword in his hand was eager to try.

When Wang Chongyang heard what Lin Chaoying said, a trace of bitterness flashed across his gentle eyes, and he sighed: "Chaoying, you really are a husband and a wife!"

Lin Chaoying said confidently: "That's natural. Since this girl is his Wuyouzi's wife, she will never do anything to disgrace her husband."

"Wang Chongyang, whatever abilities you have, use them all!"

"Alas!" Seeing Lin Chaoying refusing to give way, Wang Chongyang couldn't help but sigh. He shook the fly whisk that was originally placed on his shoulder and held it in his hand. "Chaoying, if this is the case, then you and I can only fight again."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, the boundless flames condensed and turned into a scorching sun, illuminating the darkness under the night and attacking.

Nine Suns Scripture!

"Well done." Facing Wang Chongyang's Nine Yang Manual, Lin Chaoying's expression was full of fighting spirit. She raised the Qingming Sword in her hand and faced her opponent directly.

Click!
  A crisp sound sounded on Lin Chaoying's sword edge, like ice freezing, turning into a rainbow, and counterattacked.

At the same time, Lin Chaoying let out a loud scream.

"Wang Chongyang, today you can experience the power of the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra that I customized for you!"

Jade Girl Heart Sutra!

After breaking up with Wang Chongyang, Lin Chaoying exhausted her wisdom and realized the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra that restrained Wang Chongyang's martial arts.

By his side, there is a husband who has been a lifelong enemy of Wang Chongyang, who can keep track of Wang Chongyang's progress at any time.

Therefore, Lin Chaoying is definitely the person who knows Wang Chongyang best in this world.

The long sword in his palm turned, and the boundless cold air filled the air. The void froze under the cold air, and met the fireball fired by Wang Chongyang.

Water and fire collide, and the two cancel each other out.

Both figures trembled slightly!
  Swish!
  Wang Chongyang clenched the fly whisk in his hand, looked directly at Lin Chaoying, and said word by word: "Chaoying, let me see what you are capable of today!"

"Use all your abilities!" Lin Chaoying sneered.

Before he finished speaking, the whisk in Wang Chongyang's hand turned into a sky full of stars and was shot out. This whisk can be said to be a strange weapon.

The handle of the whisk is made of fine steel mixed with dark iron, while the silk thread of the whisk is made of sky silk mixed with gold and silver threads.

Unlike Zhu Hefeng's black iron halberd, which was strong yet soft, this whisk was soft yet strong.

With one blow, Lin Chaoying's eyes were completely covered.

Lin Chaoying raised her beautiful eyes, slashed out the Qingming Sword in her hand, and met Wang Chongyang's whisk that turned into cold stars in the sky.

Swish!
  The extremely sharp Qingming Sword struck the silk whisk, but it was slippery and there was no point of stress at all.

As soon as each other's weapons clashed, their internal forces collided and shot in all directions, immediately making the whole world tremble.

boom! boom! boom!
  The fly whisk in Wang Chongyang's hand dances extremely fast, and his moves are soft yet strong. In his hands, the Nine Yang Sutra has been exerted to the point where extreme strength leads to softness.

The Qingming Sword in Lin Chaoying's palm was extremely fast and powerful, restraining Wang Chongyang's martial arts with every move.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had turned into two rays of light and shadow, and they were fighting in the wilderness that was miles around.

boom!
  Although the internal strength of each other has reached the point where the yang pole generates yin and the yin pole generates yang. But the source of skill will not change.

Every time the weapons in his hands collided, there was almost a loud sound, and the scattered force almost ignited and froze the wilderness.

A ball of flames flew up from Wang Chongyang's fly whisk and landed on the ground, burning dozens of big trees to ashes on the spot.

On the other side, the cold air above Lin Chaoying's sword edge was strong, and it fell on the ground, sealing a large pool of water.

(End of this chapter)