Chapter 178 The Origin of Dugu Nine Swords

As he said that, the figure of the man rushed towards Zhang Zishan in a flash. The power of the punch was extraordinary. Zhang Zishan had already noticed that someone was attacking him, and he was an outsider. Then he felt the incomparable gentle power, shaking his body into the air, and at the same time, a strange qi came quickly from the meridian in his hand, and he felt a severe pain in his chest, and his internal organs seemed to be stirred into a ball by the zhenqi It was like a paste, the blood spurted out violently from the mouth, the consciousness dissipated immediately, and there was a loud plop, and it fell to the ground and turned into a pile of boneless flesh, which seemed to be broken into pieces. Said: "Where did the beggar come from, kill him!" Fang Dongbai snorted coldly: "Master, let the old slave take care of these waste materials!"
As he said that, an extra wooden sword appeared in his hand at some point, Zhang Zishan was stunned and said to himself: "Could it be that his swordsmanship has improved a level."

He wanted to see Fang Dongbai's swordsmanship, so he smiled and said, "That's good!
Fang Dongbai could naturally see what he was thinking, and said with a calm smile: "Master is watching!

As he spoke, he gently handed the wooden sword in his hand, and the wooden sword unexpectedly pierced the chest of one of the elite soldiers through the impenetrable wind of the knife. Yidai secretly said: "Sure enough, he is very clever, but the sword energy hurts people. This is the progress of the sword without the sword."

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Good swordsmanship, I can't imagine that Fang Changfa's swordsmanship has improved so much in just a few months!
Fang Dongbai said with a bitter smile: "This is just a slight change from the master."

While speaking, the wooden sword stabbed casually, although it was slow, it could always find the opponent's flaws and kill it with one blow. An elite Mongolian soldier also died in response. The epee moves seem to be somewhat similar to the Tai Chi Sword Intent, the only difference is that Dugu Nine Swords act recklessly, often pre-emptively, while Tai Chi Sword Art is a late-strike attack. If it is on the battlefield, it is natural that the pre-emptive strike prevails. Could it be that Fang Dongbai's swordsmanship Could it be that the sword intent of Dugu Nine Swords failed!
Zhang Zishan quietly watched Fang Dongbai's wooden sword move casually, as if he didn't need to look at the saber technique, any fast saber technique was like slow motion in front of him, a casual sword could put a person to death, and there would be someone in the blink of an eye More than a dozen Mongolian elite soldiers died under his superb swordsmanship, Fang Dongbai said with a smile: "Master, how is my swordsmanship compared to Taiji swordsmanship!

Zhang Zishan said approvingly, "Excellent swordsmanship, I can only say that this swordsmanship is not inferior to Taiji swordsmanship, it breaks well, is it Dugu Nine Swords!"
Fang Dongbai's eyes brightened and he said with a smile: "Okay, it's called Dugu Nine Swords. I heard about Dugu Qiubai, a master of swordsmanship in the Northern Song Dynasty. Dugu is such a good name, lonely sword!
During the speech, it was rare to laugh, and shouted: "Broken Archery!

As he spoke, the sword light in his hand flashed, but seeing the wooden sword turned into dozens of black shadows, ten Mongolian elite soldiers screamed again and again, covering their bloody eyes, and the eyes turned into red black holes, obviously killed by the sword. Destroyed by anger, he lay on the ground and groaned for a while. Zhang Zishan was stunned and said to himself: "Could it be that this Dugu Nine Swords was created by Fang Dongbai?

Thinking of this, I can't help but watch Fang Dongbai show his might, his swordsmanship is sharp and elegant, and Dugu Nine Swords exerted [-]% of their power. After a while, the elite Mongolian soldiers on the ground were either killed or injured. Surprised, but saw that there was no one around and said in surprise: "Who are you and why are you trying to kill me!
Zhang Zishan said with a sneer: "Don't you like having your hands and feet chopped off? Elder Fang cut off his hands and feet!" Fang Dongbai grinned grinningly and walked up to Mo Keli, who suddenly pulled out the long knife at his waist , slashed at Fang Dongbai, the saber technique was extremely fierce, Zhang Zishan said coldly: "Since it is the Dongying sword technique, I will spare you even more. "

Fang Dongbai smiled indifferently, and when the wooden sword touched the long knife, there was a stare sound, the wooden sword just dropped a gap, but the sharp long knife actually had a gap, Mo Keli exclaimed: "My precious sword!

Suddenly he felt a chill in his arm and a sharp pain. He saw in disbelief that the right hand of the long knife he was holding fell to the ground with a clang, but no blood flowed out. He shouted in horror: "My hand, give me back my hand!" ah!

Said, rushed towards Fang Dongbai, Fang Dongbai smiled lightly, and said softly; Second prince, your left hand!As he said that, the black sword shadow flashed, and with a chirping sound, Mokkoli suddenly felt all the energy and blood rushing towards his shoulders on both sides. With two chirping sounds, two bloody arrows shot out from both arms, his eyes darkened, and he fainted immediately. , Zhang Zishan snorted softly and said: "Sure enough, he is deficient in Qi and blood, I thought he had no blood!

Fang Dongbai put his sword aside and stood aside respectfully: "Did the master kill him!

Zhang Zishan nodded indifferently and said: "Forget it, with his arms gone, he can't hurt anyone anymore, let him fend for himself, torturing him is far more painful than killing him, isn't it?"

Fang Dongbai couldn't help taking a breath of air and said to himself: "Why is the master so cruel!
Zhang Zishan seemed to see through his thoughts and said leisurely: "Killing one wicked person can save thousands of people, so why not do it, this man's tricks are not righteous, I wanted to kill him, but now his hands are ruined, and he will never be able to harm anyone again , let him suffer from the pain of conscience every day."

Having said that, he walked westward with his hands behind his back. Fang Dongbai sighed, turned around and followed up. His blood-stained arms fell in two places on the ground, which looked extremely bloody. Mo Keli's wound was bruised due to the cold weather. They merged soon, and the blood stopped immediately. At this moment, a black shadow flashed by, carrying Mo Keli away, and at the same time, both hands on the ground disappeared. The cold wind blew miserably on dozens of corpses on the ground. The elite Mongolian soldiers had already been killed one by one by Zhang Zishan, lying quietly under the roots of the tree. "Lulong Town is holding a beggar gang meeting that has not been held in 20 years. It is rare for a desolate town to be so lively. He and Fang Dongbai had already arrived inside, and all the beggars didn't notice the strange beggars around them, so they didn't care at all. Zhang Zishan looked around and saw that there were densely packed beggars inside, some in clean clothes and some in rags. Fang Dong was on the side Bai said softly: "Master, the beggar gang is divided into two factions: Jingyi and Dirty Clothes. Among the two factions, Dirty Yi is more conservative and still implements the style of the Southern Song Gang leader Hong, while Jingyi likes to enjoy but still abides by it." Righteous way, but not ashamed by the Dirty Clothes faction. Zhang Zishan immediately nodded and said: "So that's the case. If I also wear clean clothes, I'm afraid I will be kicked out by my wives when I'm dirty." "

Fang Dongbai couldn't help being stunned, but seeing Zhang Zishan in dirty clothes, he secretly said: "Master, you are already in dirty clothes."

(End of this chapter)

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