Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 220: The Eagle of the Blue Sky (XIX)
"Tsk~!"

As Wei Zizai lowered his body, Xue Lian penetrated three inches into the ground with a muffled sound.

You can tell how sharp this sword is at a glance.

but
When the tip of the sword is inserted into the ground, its sharpness is hidden and can no longer be seen.

Just like Wei Zizai, as one of the eight precious trees of the Moyue Sect, when his sword stabbed out with a murderous intent, only the emptiness and paleness remained after the intent was extinguished.

The colorful world in his eyes gradually turned into black and white.

The people watching the fight around shook their heads slightly.

This sword-wielding master from the Western Region Demon Sect fought a life-and-death battle against the four true disciples of Hengshan, but only received a fatal sword wound.

Most people couldn't see what kind of confrontation took place between the two swords at that moment, but knowing the result was enough for them.

The terrifying Soul-Snatching Sword seemed to have no effect on the resolve of the third senior brother from Hengshan.

"Good swordsmanship."

Wei Zizai had blood on his chest, and there was no murderous intent on his face.

He half-knelt with one hand leaning on the sword, and with the other hand he covered the sword wound on his heart.

"The Four Great Masters of Hengshan are indeed worthy of their reputation."

Wei Zizai's palms were covered in blood, but he seemed to feel no pain. He frowned and asked seriously:

"But I have a question."

Gu Ji turned around and looked at Wei Zizai's back:

"please say."

Wei Zizai stared at Xue Lian and said, "My sword is extremely sharp, and my Soul-Slaying Sword Technique is even more murderous. Before I fought with you, countless swordsmen died at my hands."

"Whenever I draw my sword, the swordsman will lose focus and reveal flaws."

"But why didn't my swordsmanship have any effect on you?"

His voice trembled slightly, and he gripped the sword even harder: "Could it be that you have already comprehended the truth?"

Gu Ji shook his head: "Your sword intent is indeed on the right track, but once this sword intent is released, you have more flaws."

"How is that possible!" Wei Zizai turned around, his eyes wide open in anger.

It was very quiet around, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen to them talking.

Even Wei Zizai, who was fatally injured and on the verge of death, was still an unimaginable master in the eyes of ordinary people in the martial arts world.

The "sword intent" that the two were discussing is a path of profound truth.

Gu Ji looked at him and said calmly: "To comprehend the way of sword, one needs the utmost purity."

"No matter what sword path you use to condense the sword intent, this intent must always be in the sword. Although you are decisive in killing, your thoughts are mixed. In the eyes of swordsmen who have also comprehended the sword intent, you are full of flaws as soon as you draw your sword."

"You were about to pierce my heart just now, but you didn't realize that your heart was completely exposed in front of me."

"You think that you are risking your life with a sword, but in fact, you are going to die with a sword."

"The so-called loss of soul is the loss of your own soul."

"Your sword intent was not pure, and you were defeated by your own flaws."

When Wei Zizai heard this, his anger disappeared immediately and his face turned extremely pale.

He reflected for a moment and found that it was just as Gu Ji said.

The desire to establish oneself and gain fame is indeed stronger than the desire to learn swords.

He murmured, "I was wrong. This is where I failed."

But
Wei Zizai suddenly thought of something and asked, "Do the four great masters of Hengshan all practice sword intent like you?"

"No." Gu Ji said affirmatively.

Wei Zizai hurriedly asked: "If it was not you who appeared here today, but the other three, who are not familiar with sword intent, could they see through my flaws?"

His eyes were burning, fixed on Gu Ji's face.

Gu Ji frowned, feeling helpless that the other party was so obsessed.

Then he shook his head again:
"Your life-and-death swordplay, where victory or defeat is determined by a single strike, is somewhat similar to that of my senior brother."

"But your sword-drawing speed is much slower than his."

“So you still lose.”

"As for meeting my senior sister and junior brother, you are no match for them."

Gu Ji was about to discuss why he lost, but Wei Zizai interrupted him.

Because he no longer had the energy to listen.

"It is a real pity that I didn't have the chance to fight against the other three."

Wei Zizai believed that Gu Ji had not lied to him, and at that moment, most of his ambitions were eliminated.

With his last bit of strength, he pulled the sword from the ground and threw it towards Gu Ji's feet.

Xue Lian sneered and stood in front of Gu Ji.

Wei Zizai said: "I was defeated, but I cannot bear to let this sword be covered in dust, so I will give it to you now. If someone of your generation defeats you in the future, please give this precious sword to him."

After he finished speaking, he didn't give Gu Ji a chance to refuse. He simply closed his eyes, leaned back, and stopped breathing.

"Brother Wei!"

Several masters from the Western Regions shouted and surrounded them.

They couldn't calm down.

Among the sects in the Western Regions, Wei Zizai has a great reputation.

I didn't expect that this swordsman, who was ranked among the top five in the Western Regions, would die so easily at the hands of the four true disciples today.

The man in the cloak stared at Wei Zizai's body, his eyes changing.

He glanced at Zhao Shu out of the corner of his eye, but still didn't see the old man Miao Di who was with her that day.

The reason I came here today is to do something earth-shattering, so as to attract martial arts masters from the north and south to join the Moyue Sect.

Several masters came here, ready to fight with Dian Cang Miaozhi behind the girl.

Although this battle is difficult to win, it can be widely spread, using the mysteries of the martial arts world to build momentum for the Western Region sects.

But now with the appearance of this third senior brother from Hengshan, the situation has been disrupted.

The man in the cloak made up his mind and changed his mind.

For a moment, his eyes were fixed on Gu Ji.

Although the four true disciples of Hengshan have not reached the realm of wonderful truth, they are very famous. Not only the northern and southern martial arts circles, but even the Western Regions sects are familiar with them.

The thought in my mind lasted only a moment, and the man in the cloak waved his hand.

Wei Zizai's body was carried to the side of the rat-bearded man who had been poisoned earlier.

As he lifted his clothes, suddenly a strong wind blew!

The nearby martial artists had their mouths and noses covered by the dust swept up by his clothes and took a few steps back.

It was obvious at first glance that this man was the leader of the Moyue Sect.

The internal strength displayed in every gesture is enough to make people dare not underestimate it.

Seeing this, Gu Ji also became interested.

The man in the cloak restrained his expression and spoke in a domineering tone: "My Mo Yue Sect does not want to be an enemy of the Hengshan Sect. I came here today just to settle the previous grudge."

He glanced at Zhao Shu.

He turned his gaze to Gu Ji again: "But."

"You have come and killed a teacher of the Moyue Sect. Even if the Hengshan Sect is the largest sect in the world, I cannot tolerate this."

Gu Ji picked up the snow-white silk and said, "If you want to fight, I will definitely accompany you."

"But Wei Zizai's sword was designed to kill him, so how can he swallow his anger?"

Gu Ji seemed gentle and would not argue with others, but he would not tolerate anyone throwing dirty water at his master, so he looked at the man in the cloak with a stern look: "You must be a leader of the Mayue Sect."

"My name is Xiao Weihong." The man in the cloak said with a hint of arrogance.

Gu Ji was not surprised at all when he heard the name:
"Since you are the leader of the Azure Dragon Sect, I believe you know everything about the Mayue Sect."

"Talking about settling grudges in this inn is probably just empty talk."

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the Mo Yue Sect has gathered many members of the evil sect who escaped from Shaolin.

If these people don't go to Shaoshi Mountain, how can they settle their grudges? In this Yuelai Inn, it seems that only the third brother from Hengshan Sect came, but almost all the martial artists from the north and south stood on his side.

Even the leaders of the Fugu Sect and the Hongsha Sect who came with Xiao Weihong did not dare to take sides with the Western Region Demon Sect in front of the Four True Disciples of Hengshan.

The Sword God’s uncle retired from martial arts, but the Sword God did not.

Although he rarely meddles in the affairs of the underworld, he still doesn't have the courage to provoke even the leaders of the big sects.

The Moyue Sect had a dirty trick on its side, and King Xiao was powerless to refute Gu Ji's words. He also noticed the hostility of the people around him.

So, he suddenly asked Gu Ji:
"May I ask Brother Gu, what do you think of the essence of martial arts?"

"That is just a realm of martial arts. When one practices a superior skill to the extreme, and can use it as one pleases without any flaws, it can be called the ultimate truth."

Gu Ji stared at the man in front of him, wondering why he asked this question.

Xiao Weihong nodded: "Not bad."

"It sounds simple, but there are very few people in the world who can practice various kinds of kung fu to this level."

"If an ordinary martial artist has flaws in his skills, does he have a chance to defeat a master of the Mysterious Truth?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the people in the martial arts world held their breath and showed an extremely focused attitude.

"can."

The King of the Moyue Sect originally thought that Gu Ji would not be able to answer, and he would ask him to explain or refute it.

did not expect.
He gave the answer without hesitation.

Xiao Weihong frowned immediately: "The masters of Miaozhi have no flaws. Their eyesight is naturally extraordinary. Facing such a master, he will definitely be able to see through your flaws. Isn't that invincible?"

"How can we win?"

Yes!

Most people share the same thinking as proposed by Xiao Weihong.

Gu Ji smiled and said, "Human power is limited, and even a master of the secret can hardly be invincible."

"Having no flaws can also be considered as having no moves. Master once said that having moves can beat having no moves."

"For example, my fourth junior brother."

"He has a very good eyesight, and what he practices is the sword of breaking moves. The master of the Mysterious Truth can attack at will, and as long as he attacks, he will fight back. Even if he has flaws, as long as he can keep up with the master of the Mysterious Truth, the opponent will have no flaws, and the fight will also have no flaws."

“If you forget your own flaws, you will be formless. Once you are formless, you can participate in all things.”

"To find an opening in the absence of a move is to have a move that is better than no move."

Gu Ji smiled and looked at the Lord of the Moon Sect:

"Well, do you think what my master said makes sense?"

Xiao Weihong was silent for a while.

His knowledge was extremely profound, enough to bully a group of people in the martial arts world, but he happened to meet a disciple who was influenced by the Sword God.

This theory is quite profound and obscure, but when you think about it, it actually makes a lot of sense.

Even the old man Dian Cang in the corner of the second floor of Yuelai Inn was muttering the four words "sword to break the move".

He became curious.

For a moment, I really wanted to meet this fourth junior brother.

"The Sword God's thoughts are naturally wonderful."

Xiao Weihong added: "This method of breaking the move is profound and unfathomable. I'm afraid it's not something that ordinary people can master."

Gu Ji knew that there was something else behind his words, but he was still willing to ask him what he wanted to say.

"What does Prince Xiao have to say?"

Xiao Weihong put away all the slackness on his face, his eyes sparkling, "If an ordinary warrior wants to fight against a master of the Mysterious Truth, with a flaw against a flawless one, he will most likely be defeated."

“I want to turn it around.”

"Then don't take the attack from the Master of Mysterious Truth."

"How can you not answer it?"

Xiao Jiao Wang said: "Of course it is to control the true qi."

This was a rather superficial answer, causing Gu Ji to frown.

He thought of his master's sword energy.

If the sword energy is fully developed, it will no longer be an ordinary matter of having or not having moves.

When Gu Ji looked at Xiao Weihong, he couldn't help but show a bit of caution.

"Since the King of Adoration has a good idea, please give it a try."

"it is good."

The King of the Moyue Sect simply responded and bowed to Gu Ji.

He had a long knife on his waist.

At this moment, facing Gu Ji who was holding the sword with one hand, he was extremely arrogant and did not draw his sword at the first moment.

He waved his cloak and a whistling sound was created.

Following a figure flying through the inn, King Xiao displayed amazing skills!

He held a wine jar in each hand, and suddenly his face turned golden, and he injected his strong internal energy into the wine.

Wow~~!

The wine was swirling around in the jar, whirling and hitting Gu Ji.

The sword of the third senior brother was flying, and with a click, the wine jar broke into pieces, and the porcelain fragments turned into hidden weapons flying towards Gu Ji. His long sword formed a sword shadow that enveloped him and shattered all the fragments.

However.
An astonishing scene appeared.

The wine in the jar should have splashed everywhere, but unexpectedly, under the infusion of power from the King of Moyue Sect, the wine broke out of the jar and dispersed into a curtain of water in front of Gu Ji!
Xiao Weihong pressed his palms in the air!

His skills actually attracted each other with the skills in the wine, becoming a medium.

This clever move instantly allowed him to form his true energy!
His palms flew everywhere, and every time he struck out, people could hear the sound of the wind roaring, which showed how strong his internal strength was and how fierce his palm power was!

"Drink~!!"

King Xiao roared, and pressed his internal force on the curtain of wine and water through the air, forming various strange palm prints.

Every time he pressed his palm, a wine curtain gathered into a palm and flew towards Gu Ji!

This power is more than ten times stronger than the broken pieces of wine jar just now!
Heavy and even palm!
Decomposition Palm!
Closed palm!
Heart-splitting palm!
Elephant King Palm!

Gala's palm print!

The martial artists around were startled, their eyes filled with horror.

This is the Divine Palm Eight Strikes!!
Moreover, it far exceeds the scope of the seventy-two unique skills. At this moment, he controls the true energy to turn the wine into a palm. The wine is soft, while the magical palm is hard.

The palm strike from a distance produced a terrifying effect of both hardness and softness!
No wonder the King of the Mayue Sect was so arrogant that he dared to propose a battle against the Miaozhi.

I didn't expect he had such magical skills!

Although his sword energy is different from that of the Sword God Weiyan Shenghao, he has taken a different approach and has his own method.

It really opened the eyes of all the people in the world!

“Zheng Zheng Zheng~!!”

King Xiao Jiao had a gloomy expression on his face, and he threw out sixteen palm strikes in succession, which were sixteen divine palm strikes!
All kinds of palm prints whistled towards Gu Ji!
If one palm hits you, you will suffer internal injuries.

The third senior brother from Hengshan has a long sword wrapped around his body, and there is a dazzling light on the sword, which is the result of the infusion of internal force!
These palm prints all contain divine energy, and internal force is required to counter internal force!

His sword swirled, splitting all sixteen blows of the divine palm.

However, this method of controlling energy through the air is different from that of metal and iron. Just like sword energy, it is not possible to hinder the advancement of other forces by simply splitting a section.

King Xiao's divine palm was broken, but the scattered wine was still flying!

The sword intent surged around Gu Ji, and a force of returning wind immediately appeared on the long sword!
For a moment, the sword wind was strong and whistling non-stop!
The wind swirled upwards, causing the scattered wine and drinks to change direction. Hearing the crisp sound of a sword, he swung his sword towards the sky above Yuelai Inn!
Whoop!
Under the influence of the two men's internal energy, the wine rushed to the top like a white snake!
“Chichichi~~!!!”

The crazy amount of alcohol actually broke the tiles of Yuelai Inn. There was a loud clanging sound, and dense small holes appeared like a sky full of stars.

The sun shines through the cave entrance in rays.

This light made the golden color on Prince Xiao's face more intense, and also made the sword in the hand of the third senior brother more dazzling!
"Good swordsmanship!"

"Great palm skills!"

……

(End of this chapter)