Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 77 Sword Seven
The two masters and disciples had a clear understanding of each other, Zhao Rong raised his sword and attacked Sima Jinglei at the side!

Mo Da's sword pierced Wu Xuanshu's chest.

This move was like a dream, with streaks of sword shadows. It was the ultimate move among the Thirteen Movements of Thousand Changes of Cloud and Mist. Wu Xuanshu reacted quickly and resisted with a short sword.

But the two men's moves are very different.

At this time, Wu Xuanshu's hair stood on end as he started to attack, and he immediately felt the terror of the old man in front of him!
In just a moment, several sword shadows were staggered, and the chest had been cut three times in a row!

Wu Xuanshu wanted to ask for help, but he didn't even have time to make a sound.

Fast, too fast!
The thin sword trembled like a spiritual snake, but Wu Xuanshu's sword couldn't block it at all. More and more wounds suddenly appeared, and blood splashed around him in a red circle!
After a sound of breaking wind and silk was heard, Wu Xuanshu threw away the short knife with a "uh" sound and covered his neck with both hands.

He stared at Mr. Mo Da with fear in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this old man's swordsmanship was so good~!

"What a beautiful night rain in Xiaoxiang, eh~~~"

He barely made his last sound and fell together with Shi Xianying.

On the other side, Zhao Rong was still fighting with Sima Jinglei.

He took the lead in attacking and forced the opponent to parry, but Sima Jinglei's Rapid Rain Sword was not comparable to Shi Xianying's, and after a few moves, the defense turned into an attack.

He also poured in his inner energy to knock the sword out of Zhao Rong's hand so that he could finish the battle quickly.

But after several sword confrontations, Sima Jinglei had a look of shock on his face.

This young man's burst of energy was no worse than his!
Zhao Rong fought and retreated at the same time, using his defensive position among the seventy-two peaks to stabilize his position. Sima's thunderous sword moves were faster and more fierce, creating dangerous situations repeatedly. Zhao Rong relied on his quick reaction first, and secondly, he used his internal strength to fight head-on with the sword. Sima Jinglei's sharp sword was blocked.

After ten moves like this, Sima Jinglei not only failed to defeat Zhao Rong, but he himself was covered in cold sweat.

Wu Xuanshu's screams reached his ears.

He wanted to retreat, but was stuck by Zhao Rong.

Feeling timid in his heart, Zhao Rong missed three sharp points with the sword in his hand. The pressure on Zhao Rong was greatly reduced. Instead, he took advantage of Sima Jinglei's panic and rushed to attack him and cut off a section of his sleeve, almost injuring his wrist.

Mr. Mo Da instantly eliminated Wu Xuanshu, allowing Zhao Rong and Sima Jinglei to fight for a few more moves before joining the battle. At this moment, they no longer looked as vain and helpless as before.

"Master, it's very difficult for me to deal with his fast sword."

"Fifteen years ago, the name of Suyu Kuai Jian Sima Jinglei was spread in Luzhou Prefecture. He disappeared later. It turned out that he defected to the leader of the Zuo Alliance." Mo Da drew his sword while still having the energy to teach, "However, our sect His sword moves can be done faster than his."

"Good disciple, look at it!"

The old voice sounded in Sima Jinglei's ears.

He never dreamed of it.

He actually became a tool for Mr. Mo Da to teach his disciples sword skills.

He was shocked and angry. He roared in an instant and danced the sword in his hand to the extreme.

however!
The thin sword in Mr. Mo Da's hand made a crisp sound, and seven or eight sword shadows came out!

Instantly exceeding the upper limit of Sima Jinglei's fast sword, he was trapped by the sword light!
Just listen to the sound of "锒锒锒~"!

The swords collided and sparked, and then a white light flashed in the rapid exchange of blows, like a wild goose flying through the storm in front of Sima Jinglei, and then a streak of blood flew from his throat, causing the shower to turn into a rain of blood. !
Returning wind and falling wild goose sword, thousands of wild geese circle back!
When Zhao Rong came back to his senses, the sword in Mo Da's hand had been transformed into a huqin and was held in his hand again.

The old man walked towards Zhao Rong with a smile and no longer looked at his opponent.

Sima Jinglei's eyes were blank, and he uttered indistinct syllables: "Is it six swords or seven swords?"

It turned out that he didn't even know how many swords he had until his death.

Sima Jinglei knew how many swords he had thrown, but he didn't know how many swords he had missed.

visible,

If it is faster than a sword, it is far superior to him.

"What did you see?"

The old man looked at Zhao Rong with a smile.

"His sword is very fast in my eyes, so it's hard to find flaws, but the master's sword is faster, so it seems to have all flaws." Zhao Rong looked forward to it again, "Can the master's sword be faster?"

"Can."

"My master's Huifeng Luoyan Sword can hit seven swords in one move at the fastest, which is more than enough to deal with his four or five swords. He wanted to count his swords, but he couldn't count them until his death."

Mo Da stroked his white beard and said, "The swordsmanship of our school may seem fantastic, but in fact the route is very upright and pays attention to step by step, because the speed of the sword is closely related to the internal strength. Otherwise, you have to understand the luck of the sword and the technique of power, and it will be the same." You can’t use one move to draw multiple swords.”

"And you are highly talented in sword practice, coupled with your strong internal strength, you are really the best candidate to practice our fast sword."

"My master's Huifeng Luoyan Sword is at the level of Jian Qi, and your uncle Liu is not as good as me, but I think you can practice the ultimate Jian Jiu, that is, one sword Luo Jiu Yan."

Zhao Rong smiled first, then shook his head.

"What, no confidence?"

"Master, who said that one sword falling down nine geese is the ultimate?"

"My apprentice may be able to practice sword twenty-three."

"Hahaha~!" Mr. Mo Da laughed out loud, "It's my short-sightedness, Master." Zhao Rong also laughed.

Almost all the evildoers in Hengyang were executed, and I felt happy.

"Several actual battles have helped your swordsmanship become more and more perfect. Now that this matter is over, I will begin to teach you the Wind-Falling Wild Goose Sword and the Phantom Sword Style."

"it is good!"

Zhao Rong was overjoyed and pointed to Sima Jinglei's body: "Listen to what he means, one of the four masters of Songshan was killed in the hands of the Yellow River Ancestor, so there is only one left."

"We have spies all over Hengzhou Prefecture now. Master, could you please make a trip to see if we can keep this person?"

"Are you still worried about him going back to report to the leader of the Left Alliance?"

"Of course not," Zhao Rong said with a bad smile, "The two families knew this well and couldn't hide it from the leader of the Zuo Alliance. However, it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to train a master, but it will make the Songshan Sect feel painful. Next time, it will be a soft persimmon. It’s best to weigh it carefully.”

"Our geographical location is unique. The Songshan Sect has to be wary of the Demon Cult. As long as the leader of the Left Alliance does not make a large-scale attack, they will definitely not be able to take advantage of them when they get to Hengyang."

Zhao Rong does not look forward or backward, which makes sense to Mo Da.

"I'm going to take a trip as a teacher. I'll leave this to you. Also be careful of the Yellow River Ancestor."

"Well, Master, be careful."

Mo Da's back disappeared into the pine forest, and Zhao Rong casually touched the body.

Shi Xianying had several masks on his body, as well as some bottles and jars used to disguise himself. This guy had good disguise skills, but Zhao Rong was not good at it and had little interest in it.

In addition to a few taels of broken silver, Wu Xuanshu also had a booklet on his body.

He thought it was a martial arts art, but he didn't expect it to be an erotic painting. After Zhao Rong took a few glances, he threw it aside. The body art recorded on it was quite lacking.

However, I finally got something real from Sima Jinglei's chest.

It was a scroll-like object made of animal skin soaked in potion and dried in the sun. It was covered with sword marks. The white wounds must have been newly made, so the sword marks should have been left by the master just now.

Fortunately, the upper incision does not affect viewing.

The content recorded on the animal skin is simple and clear. It is a method of moving swords and qi.

Zhao Rong was no longer the rookie he was. He looked at the sword manual and spread out Sima Jinglei's right hand. He saw that the side of his hand was bulging and his middle finger was thick and covered with a thick callus.

This is the trace left by the long-term stimulation of labor palace and middle attack.

"It seems that Sima Jinglei's Thunderous Swift Sword is based on this. Interestingly, it actually uses the Tianchi and Tianquan acupoints as its source, and then rushes straight into Laogong to burst out the power of the sword."

Zhao Rong was very interested:

"This sword technique roughly follows the path of the Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian. It just cuts out the complex and simplifies it, and then combines it with the Jinfa method. It has such a clever effect."

He didn't want to practice this type of fast sword. After all, the upper limit was there. Sima Jinglei had been practicing for most of his life, but he still couldn't reach the level of one sword and four geese that Master Mo could casually use, let alone one sword and nine geese.

but,

Thinking from the perspective of the guild president, Zhao Rong was ecstatic!
Lai Zhirui is a good example.

This guy can master the Seventy-Two Peaks and Peaks, but the next step up is the Returning Wind and Luoyan Sword, the Phantom Sword Style, and even the Thirteen Cloud and Mist Styles. Lai Zhirui has been practicing these advanced sword moves for more than ten years, but he still can't understand the essence of them. .

After the basic sword moves and entry-level sword techniques, the difficulty of Hengshan sword techniques suddenly rises by several levels.

It is really unfriendly to disciples with poor talent.

Hengshan School's swordsmanship also pays attention to one speed, which is consistent with this relatively simple sword-handling method!
Sima Jinglei only has luck skills and no sword moves recorded, so this problem is easy to solve.

Master Mo is a master of Hengshan sword moves, and perhaps with slight changes he can incorporate them into some of the seventy-two peaks’ attacking and killing sword moves.

In this way, it is equivalent to providing a slightly easier path for disciples with poor talent.

That way you won't be so excited to watch the wild geese in front of the Hui Feng Luo Yan Sword.

As the president of the guild, Zhao Rong suddenly had a new idea.

Leader Zuo cultivated a group of masters and developed the "Thirteen Taibao" team culture, which made him famous in the world.

That Shaoxia can also engage in Hengshan culture according to local conditions.

He already had an idea in his head.

At this time, I was holding the animal skin, feeling a sense of joy and expectation in my heart.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at Sima Jinglei's corpse with a much kinder look.

"Good brother!"

"Good brother Sima, I will bury you deeper later."

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