Song Que must be a good product who is used to pretending to be B!
Here I pulled out the knife like magic, and the bag was infinite, but there seemed to have done something insignificant, with a leisurely expression, as if I was careless, and said lightly: God is the mind and mind, and the mind is the body and mind. Every time a knife is used, the whole body follows, and the spirit and mind are united, just like this knife.
After taking a step forward, a huge momentum seemed to surge out from the sky and the ground. With his firm and powerful steps, he carried the bone-cold sword energy and rolled towards Yang Zi.
Yang Zi did not dare to be careless at all, and drew his sword in an instant. The true energy of immortality surged wildly in his body, which made Yang Zi feel the excitement of the true energy.
I saw Song Que's thick-backed sword breaking through the air, and the wonderful images were everywhere, and it did not stop changing within the space of about two meters. Every change was so clear and clear, just like writing the mind with a knife.
The most serious thing is that every change makes Yang Zi's proposed method of dealing with it becomes a situation of failure, and gives birth to a feeling of depressedness that all previous efforts are ruined.
At this point, you have reached the pinnacle and are incredible.
The sword posture changes, and the footwork changes accordingly, implying some unfathomable rules. Yang Zi couldn't even figure out which angle he would attack from the end.
Faced with such a terrible strong enemy, Yang Zi developed a strong fighting spirit instead. An unprecedented light burst out from the starry eyes, staring at the opponent without blinking, and his heart seemed to be mixed with the true energy of immortality, extremely excited
Until the sword was only three feet away from him and the sword energy surged, Yang Zi suddenly roared angrily: Weird speed!
Stepping out his feet, he learned the exquisite steps he learned from Ba Fenghan, and snatched them forward
The sudden increase speed was combined with the sudden continuous use of Pi Kang Daxu, the soldiers were indefinitely powerful, and the three moves of survival and death, which were indeed as magnificent as a demon. The blade had a terrifying light and instantly broke into Song Que's sword force.
If someone else had changed, I would probably have to avoid his sharp edge even if he didn't lose immediately with the sword technique. But at this moment, Yang Zi immediately knew that Song Que's name as the Sky Sword was definitely not praised.
Song Que's sword is not fast, but is even three points slower. The thick-backed sword is as clever as it is, and it is simple and powerful. It actually uses slow to fight fast, completely blocking Yang Zi's attack. It breaks three moves in one move, as if a computer is installed in his mind, and accurately calculates Yang Zi's attack route. What shocked Yang Zi even more was that Song Que's sword technique was sometimes simple and heavy, sometimes light and treacherous. Yang Zi's fast sword could not be broken through, but was constantly forced to retreat by a fierce killing move handed over by Song Que from time to time.
Dangdangdang... The two swords fought countless times, and Mars flew everywhere, but the sword light was shining, and no one was seen.
Yang Zi groaned, and the man and the knife were swept back three times by Song Que's thick back knife, but he also blocked Song Que's subsequent moves in the flash.
Seeing Yang Zi losing his rosy look on his face, Song Que pointed at the young opponent from afar and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He smiled at the sky and said: Is this weird speed? Yang Zi, do you regard Song as the four major bandits in Jiangnan or Ren Shaoming, Yu Wen and others? Although the sword speed is difficult to resist, in front of a real sword-using master, this can only accelerate your failure. The faster you are, the faster you lose.
Yang Zi was dissatisfied by him and said: Don’t underestimate others, see that I will beat you!
Be strong and avoid it!
Rule the world!
Chase thousands of miles!
The sword light was like a dragon, roaring angrily to tear apart the opponent in front of him. Yang Zi's footwork was faster, and the thirteen bloody battle styles were like he was connected into one move!
However, Song Que still beats slowly with fast and his footwork is mysterious. Whenever Yang Zi seems to have to kill him with one knife, he is strangely avoided by his slightest margin.
Yang Zi became increasingly unwilling to accept that the true energy was running faster. After that, the Thirteen Blood Battles were completely sensible, but this fast sword technique seemed to be unable to exert its power in front of Song Que!
Song Que's sword force is often ordinary, but it is clever and clumsy, turning decay into magic. He can always accurately attract Yang Zi's subtle flaws in the lightning and thunderous attacks and quickly crack them.
Zheng! Yang Zi was shocked by Song Que's sword move from top to bottom like a god descending. His chest was churning and his arms were sore and numb. He took a few steps in a row
Song Que's blade touched the ground and said seriously: Can you see the mystery of Song's sword?
Yang Zi adjusted his breath secretly, and the resentment on his face disappeared completely. He nodded and said: The master's sword technique is extremely exquisite, far above my thirteen bloody battle styles. What is even more rare is that the ever-changing sword posture can be hidden in a change. It seems simple and heavy, but in fact it is light and elegant. Some people in the world can combine these two extremely opposite sword postures into one. The name of the master's sword is indeed true.
Song Que smiled and said: "Stop flattering, you must remember that only when every move and every move is fusion of spirit and will, can the sword technique be as good as you want, and you cannot stick to the original sword technique."
Yang Zi frowned slightly and said: Every move and every move is fusion of spirit and will, do whatever he wants?
Song Que said: Yes, you can only understand it, it is difficult to express it. Song wants to see how much you can understand.
The knife raised, pointed directly at Yang Zi, shouting: Let you see what the essence of sword technique is!
Song Que's aura was intensified in a crazy and surging manner. Before he could take action, the sharp aura alone made Yang Zi feel like his hands and feet were tied up, and he could only be slaughtered.
The dragon teeth blade drew an arc of light as exquisite as abstract art, and Yang Zi rushed forward again
Knock! The two of them suddenly separated and got together
In a blink of an eye, two swords attacked for more than ten times
If someone was watching the battle, Song Que's sword seemed simple and simple, but Yang Zi, who was in the game, knew that the opponent's sword was actually changing and changing, making it impossible for people to grasp the traces, and could only deal with the moves. Yang Zi, who used the skill of the sword, was completely restrained by Song Que and was eaten to death. Song Que's sword technique was indeed fast and slow, and it seemed that he could attack from any angle, and never had any disadvantages. Even the top masters of WānWān and Shi Feixuan were not afraid of it. But today it was like a mouse encountered an owl, tied his hands and feet, and the thunderous attack was interrupted repeatedly, so uncomfortable that he was about to vomit blood.
During the battle, Song Que's momentum continued to expand, causing his pressure to increase, as if he was wrapped in silk layer by layer, and there was no hope of victory at all.
Natural enemy! Destiny!
Yang Zi thought of these two words in an instant!
My fate is up to me!!! Yang Zi shouted violently, suddenly retreated and pulled back, suddenly turned around, and Longya swept his opponent's sword.
when !
This move seemed to be blessed and wonderful. Just as he was spinning, Yang Zi miraculously escaped from the range covered by the sharp wind of Song Que's sword, and then threw it to the most powerful place of Song Que's sword. With Song Que's ability, he was forced to force him to strike him with a knife.
Every time you go out and go in, the sword technique is like a wild imagination, leaving no trace
The spirit and will blend together! Man is a knife, and a knife is a man. Man and sword are united. No move is better than a move. Song Que, the sky sword, see if I beat you!
Under the tremendous pressure of Song Que like a mountain, Yang Zi actually grasped a higher level of the fusion of divine and will!
In an instant, the Xuanyuan sword energy in Yang Zi's Dantian Qi Sea was like thousands of horses galloping, emitting a more brilliant and gorgeous golden light. This layer of light seemed to have substance, and it was like a sticky golden liquid slowly melting. The immortal true energy that had been rotating around the Xuanyuan sword energy also emitted a white light at the same time. The Xuanyuan sword energy seemed to break out of the cocoon, and the golden liquid kept flowing down, dripping into the white light transformed by the immortal true energy. The Xuanyuan sword in ancient mythology began with a delicate pattern from the hilt of the sword!
In an instant, Yang Zi's body was instantly divided into three, and from different angles, he slashed continuously and with great momentum!
(I don't know what's wrong, this chapter is written very vividly...it feels quite good)
Here I pulled out the knife like magic, and the bag was infinite, but there seemed to have done something insignificant, with a leisurely expression, as if I was careless, and said lightly: God is the mind and mind, and the mind is the body and mind. Every time a knife is used, the whole body follows, and the spirit and mind are united, just like this knife.
After taking a step forward, a huge momentum seemed to surge out from the sky and the ground. With his firm and powerful steps, he carried the bone-cold sword energy and rolled towards Yang Zi.
Yang Zi did not dare to be careless at all, and drew his sword in an instant. The true energy of immortality surged wildly in his body, which made Yang Zi feel the excitement of the true energy.
I saw Song Que's thick-backed sword breaking through the air, and the wonderful images were everywhere, and it did not stop changing within the space of about two meters. Every change was so clear and clear, just like writing the mind with a knife.
The most serious thing is that every change makes Yang Zi's proposed method of dealing with it becomes a situation of failure, and gives birth to a feeling of depressedness that all previous efforts are ruined.
At this point, you have reached the pinnacle and are incredible.
The sword posture changes, and the footwork changes accordingly, implying some unfathomable rules. Yang Zi couldn't even figure out which angle he would attack from the end.
Faced with such a terrible strong enemy, Yang Zi developed a strong fighting spirit instead. An unprecedented light burst out from the starry eyes, staring at the opponent without blinking, and his heart seemed to be mixed with the true energy of immortality, extremely excited
Until the sword was only three feet away from him and the sword energy surged, Yang Zi suddenly roared angrily: Weird speed!
Stepping out his feet, he learned the exquisite steps he learned from Ba Fenghan, and snatched them forward
The sudden increase speed was combined with the sudden continuous use of Pi Kang Daxu, the soldiers were indefinitely powerful, and the three moves of survival and death, which were indeed as magnificent as a demon. The blade had a terrifying light and instantly broke into Song Que's sword force.
If someone else had changed, I would probably have to avoid his sharp edge even if he didn't lose immediately with the sword technique. But at this moment, Yang Zi immediately knew that Song Que's name as the Sky Sword was definitely not praised.
Song Que's sword is not fast, but is even three points slower. The thick-backed sword is as clever as it is, and it is simple and powerful. It actually uses slow to fight fast, completely blocking Yang Zi's attack. It breaks three moves in one move, as if a computer is installed in his mind, and accurately calculates Yang Zi's attack route. What shocked Yang Zi even more was that Song Que's sword technique was sometimes simple and heavy, sometimes light and treacherous. Yang Zi's fast sword could not be broken through, but was constantly forced to retreat by a fierce killing move handed over by Song Que from time to time.
Dangdangdang... The two swords fought countless times, and Mars flew everywhere, but the sword light was shining, and no one was seen.
Yang Zi groaned, and the man and the knife were swept back three times by Song Que's thick back knife, but he also blocked Song Que's subsequent moves in the flash.
Seeing Yang Zi losing his rosy look on his face, Song Que pointed at the young opponent from afar and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He smiled at the sky and said: Is this weird speed? Yang Zi, do you regard Song as the four major bandits in Jiangnan or Ren Shaoming, Yu Wen and others? Although the sword speed is difficult to resist, in front of a real sword-using master, this can only accelerate your failure. The faster you are, the faster you lose.
Yang Zi was dissatisfied by him and said: Don’t underestimate others, see that I will beat you!
Be strong and avoid it!
Rule the world!
Chase thousands of miles!
The sword light was like a dragon, roaring angrily to tear apart the opponent in front of him. Yang Zi's footwork was faster, and the thirteen bloody battle styles were like he was connected into one move!
However, Song Que still beats slowly with fast and his footwork is mysterious. Whenever Yang Zi seems to have to kill him with one knife, he is strangely avoided by his slightest margin.
Yang Zi became increasingly unwilling to accept that the true energy was running faster. After that, the Thirteen Blood Battles were completely sensible, but this fast sword technique seemed to be unable to exert its power in front of Song Que!
Song Que's sword force is often ordinary, but it is clever and clumsy, turning decay into magic. He can always accurately attract Yang Zi's subtle flaws in the lightning and thunderous attacks and quickly crack them.
Zheng! Yang Zi was shocked by Song Que's sword move from top to bottom like a god descending. His chest was churning and his arms were sore and numb. He took a few steps in a row
Song Que's blade touched the ground and said seriously: Can you see the mystery of Song's sword?
Yang Zi adjusted his breath secretly, and the resentment on his face disappeared completely. He nodded and said: The master's sword technique is extremely exquisite, far above my thirteen bloody battle styles. What is even more rare is that the ever-changing sword posture can be hidden in a change. It seems simple and heavy, but in fact it is light and elegant. Some people in the world can combine these two extremely opposite sword postures into one. The name of the master's sword is indeed true.
Song Que smiled and said: "Stop flattering, you must remember that only when every move and every move is fusion of spirit and will, can the sword technique be as good as you want, and you cannot stick to the original sword technique."
Yang Zi frowned slightly and said: Every move and every move is fusion of spirit and will, do whatever he wants?
Song Que said: Yes, you can only understand it, it is difficult to express it. Song wants to see how much you can understand.
The knife raised, pointed directly at Yang Zi, shouting: Let you see what the essence of sword technique is!
Song Que's aura was intensified in a crazy and surging manner. Before he could take action, the sharp aura alone made Yang Zi feel like his hands and feet were tied up, and he could only be slaughtered.
The dragon teeth blade drew an arc of light as exquisite as abstract art, and Yang Zi rushed forward again
Knock! The two of them suddenly separated and got together
In a blink of an eye, two swords attacked for more than ten times
If someone was watching the battle, Song Que's sword seemed simple and simple, but Yang Zi, who was in the game, knew that the opponent's sword was actually changing and changing, making it impossible for people to grasp the traces, and could only deal with the moves. Yang Zi, who used the skill of the sword, was completely restrained by Song Que and was eaten to death. Song Que's sword technique was indeed fast and slow, and it seemed that he could attack from any angle, and never had any disadvantages. Even the top masters of WānWān and Shi Feixuan were not afraid of it. But today it was like a mouse encountered an owl, tied his hands and feet, and the thunderous attack was interrupted repeatedly, so uncomfortable that he was about to vomit blood.
During the battle, Song Que's momentum continued to expand, causing his pressure to increase, as if he was wrapped in silk layer by layer, and there was no hope of victory at all.
Natural enemy! Destiny!
Yang Zi thought of these two words in an instant!
My fate is up to me!!! Yang Zi shouted violently, suddenly retreated and pulled back, suddenly turned around, and Longya swept his opponent's sword.
when !
This move seemed to be blessed and wonderful. Just as he was spinning, Yang Zi miraculously escaped from the range covered by the sharp wind of Song Que's sword, and then threw it to the most powerful place of Song Que's sword. With Song Que's ability, he was forced to force him to strike him with a knife.
Every time you go out and go in, the sword technique is like a wild imagination, leaving no trace
The spirit and will blend together! Man is a knife, and a knife is a man. Man and sword are united. No move is better than a move. Song Que, the sky sword, see if I beat you!
Under the tremendous pressure of Song Que like a mountain, Yang Zi actually grasped a higher level of the fusion of divine and will!
In an instant, the Xuanyuan sword energy in Yang Zi's Dantian Qi Sea was like thousands of horses galloping, emitting a more brilliant and gorgeous golden light. This layer of light seemed to have substance, and it was like a sticky golden liquid slowly melting. The immortal true energy that had been rotating around the Xuanyuan sword energy also emitted a white light at the same time. The Xuanyuan sword energy seemed to break out of the cocoon, and the golden liquid kept flowing down, dripping into the white light transformed by the immortal true energy. The Xuanyuan sword in ancient mythology began with a delicate pattern from the hilt of the sword!
In an instant, Yang Zi's body was instantly divided into three, and from different angles, he slashed continuously and with great momentum!
(I don't know what's wrong, this chapter is written very vividly...it feels quite good)
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