Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 168: Sword defeats the sword
On the eighth, Qin Wushuang's aura is like a rainbow, but he is not afraid. With his palm spread out, he has a long sword like autumn water. It is three times forward, and three cold sword flowers pierce the void. Directly through Qin Wushuang's attack wave, he attacked Qin Wushuang physically.
These three sword flowers are very beautifully drawn, with clever angles and clever momentum. They can break the air current formed by the sky of whip shadows, which shows that this person has good attainments in kendo.
Qin Wushuang would naturally not be hit by these three sword flowers. With a vigorous flick of the snake-shaped whip, it was like a fierce beast. He swallowed these three sword flowers immediately. The air flow rolled and disappeared. Clean and clean.
"Using a sword?" Qin Wushuang tapped his toes and swept back a few steps. He took the snake-shaped whip and hid it in his waist. Suddenly he reached into his back and pulled out the Ziyang sword suddenly.
"This sword, named Ziyang, I just got it today. I'll use your Excellency to try the sword, how about it?" Qin Wushuang said in a calm tone, holding a Ziyang sword in his hand, pinching only one sword tactic, and suddenly became self-reliant. There is a kind of grand master's bearing faintly.
Qin Wushuang has studied numerous sword skills in his previous life. However, in this life, although he has occasional insights, it is the first time that it has been used against an enemy.
But this first time is not the first time in the sense of a real rookie.
One person, one sword, as if he had an ancient long-cherished wish, as if he was destined to meet each other, Qin Wushuang held the sword in his hand, and countless sword intents from his previous life suddenly appeared.
Countless top-level swordsmanship, one after another, kept popping up in his mind.
"Dugu Nine Swords", "Tai Chi Sword", "Dharma Sword"... On the 8th, seeing Qin Wushuang so big, and the sword he got today, he dared to use it against him, and I felt a little angry. , But since the start of the war, his momentum has been completely controlled by the opponent.
At this time, the opponent did not take advantage of the situation to chase, and actually changed weapons in the middle. This is a good thing for him, and he sneered at the moment: "Today, the sword is used to fight the enemy, your self-confidence, It's not so strong."
"Haha, it's not that I have strong self-confidence, but that my opponent is too weak."
Qin Wushuang's laughter fell, and suddenly his hands and feet stabbed with a sword. This sword is flat and neat, at best it can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, and there is no kendo attainment at all.
But it was this handy sword, but it surprised the eighth. The air current pierced from the sword tip was like a rolling heat wave. Before he got closer, he felt an unbearable scorching heat on his face.
This sword is a sword used by Qin Wushuang to test his surname. It fits the artistic conception of "no move wins, but no move". It seems that there is no move. In fact, behind the sword, there are countless possibilities for changing moves.
If the other party accepts this trick, then the tricks will continue to roll out, and he will be overwhelmed and unable to get out of it immediately.
It's just that the eighth is very keen. He saw that Qin Wushuang's sword was completely irregular, and he knew it was fraudulent, so he didn't pick it up at all, but took a few steps back. The body of the sword vibrated, and the body was like a dragon, and quickly swept over to Qin Wushuang, volleyed, stabs the sword light again and again, and greeted Qin Wushuang's key parts.
"Huh!"
No. 8 snorted, every time he stabbed a sword, he never stopped, and said, "My sword has defeated no less than ten innates, and you are no exception!"
As he said, his body flickered, and he didn't stop for a moment. With the body technique, the sword is extremely fast, and the shot is so fast that it almost makes it impossible for onlookers to see the speed of his sword.
Qin Wushuang looked at his formation and knew that he planned to win with speed and with a quick sword!
"Compared to speed?" Qin Wushuang smiled in his heart, "Since his debut, who have I lost to compared to speed? This guy seems to be proud of speed, so I will defeat him in speed!"
Qin Wushuang did not neglect, with the Ziyang sword in his hand, he did not rush to attack, but kept following the eighth in circles. Following the opponent's attack, he kept changing his steps.
The absolute speed of "Lingyun Xianbu" doesn't look amazing. His small range of movements and changes are full of weirdness.
This kind of weirdness makes Qin Wushuang seem like a ghost in speed, which is completely unpredictable. In this way, those who watched the battle in the audience were naturally amazed.
The eighth sword is fast, but the six is faster. Not only fast, but also weird, weird they couldn't predict where he would go next.
"Where did this guy come from?" The eighth attacked for a moment, and he was also a little anxious. He had also fought against many innate disciples before, but he had never encountered a man like the one in front of him. So difficult.
When he attacked, he was like a crazy tiger, and his aura was amazing. When defending, there is no leakage, and there is no room for it.
Such a master should be well-known in the younger generation of Xingluodian, but why hasn't it been heard beforehand that Xingluodian is such a villain?
Could it be that this guy is an innate disciple who just emerged recently?
On the outskirts of the camp, Wei Yi's complexion is still flat, but his surprise in his heart is obviously much better than before. He really didn't expect that this newly promoted young junior would be so old, no matter whether it was his body style or battle experience, he was not like a novice at all. I can't see any immaturity at all, and some are just old and light.
"Brother Wei." Zhou Fu's voice suddenly sounded.
"Junior Sister Zhou, do you have feelings again?" Wei Yi asked with a smile.
"The little girl wants to take back the earlier sentence." Zhou Fu's eyebrows were filled with a pleasant smile.
"Oh? Junior Sister Zhou said a lot today, but I don't know which one it refers to?"
"I was out there before. Regarding who the champion would fall into, I said that Brother Wei had the foresight." Zhou Fu said with a smile.
"Huh?" Wei Yi laughed blankly, "Could it be that Junior Sister Zhou has a new understanding?"
"I believe Senior Brother Wei can see it too. The eighth will definitely be defeated." Zhou Fu said here, he deliberately paused, and a pair of show eyes stared at Wei Yi, as if to observe him. The expression of this.
Wei Yi smiled faintly: "Innate battles are changing rapidly. I'm afraid it is still difficult to make a conclusion at this time, right?"
Why didn't Wei Yi actually see the situation of the eighth? It seems that it is indeed offensive, taking the initiative. But the opponent's body law obviously couldn't find any flaws. If such a consumption continues, the offensive party will have no results for a long time, and it will inevitably be impetuous. If the impetuous mentality cannot be suppressed, Jianyi will inevitably lose its regulations and enter for the opponent!
Zhou Fu's eyes can naturally see this. Regardless of the means or vision of Wei Yi's cultivation, he was better than Zhou Fu, and naturally it was impossible to fail to see it.
Sure enough, that number 8 could not be attacked for a long time, and his mentality had slightly changed. The spiritual power was spurred again, and he danced in a long gown, and suddenly, his body form changed again.
The speed has accelerated again. For a time, the silhouettes on the arena continued to create rows of afterimages, as if in an instant, the eighth gave birth to dozens of hundreds of clones, and kept greeting Qin Wushuang. past.
The sword light is vertical and horizontal, stabbing the void "cracking".
At this time, under the ring, everyone has held their breath. They know that when the battle is fought for this kind of stalemate, it is not far from the victory or defeat.
Especially Yan Feng, clenched his fists tightly. The moment Qin Wushuang showed the Ziyang sword, he had recognized it, and almost blurted out "OK", but fortunately, he was restrained and did not go too far. But it was already happy.
"Brother Qin... Hold on!" Yan Feng pinched both palms fiercely. The swordsmanship of the number eight is really fast, and the bodywork is completely seamless. If this is replaced by them as acquired martial artists, I am afraid that there will be twenty, and they will only be killed in seconds.
It’s so fast, it’s so fast that they can’t be seen clearly. So how difficult is the situation for the authorities!
"This number eight, probably has reached the state of'human sword integration'. This sword is in his hand, just like an arm. It's too fast and so comfortable."
The crowd tweeted admiration. Those people who were optimistic about Qin Wushuang couldn't help but waver at this time. They felt that under such a fast sword, it would be impossible for the Sixth to retreat all over!
But, how can the innate world be conjectured by these acquired martial artists?
The impossible in their eyes, in the innate world, it is full of possibilities!
Qin Wushuang is very happy. This sword move is indeed fast, but it is at the level of the "Wind Thunder Knife". It may be faster than the "Feng Lei Dao" in terms of speed, but in terms of cruelty and the heart of killing, it may not be able to beat that Li Wuji!
Qin Wushuang's Ziyang Sword swayed suddenly, and his body slammed into a tornado like a tornado. The Ziyang sword in his hand turned around, forming an attack and defense-like air mass, like a cannonball, straight Rushed over.
He has completely seen the sword intent of the eighth. Sword intent sees through, then all the opponent's fast swords are nothing more than a blindfold. As long as you avoid the deadliest sword, all the other virtual swords are simply flowers that promote power.
Ding Dong!
Qin Wushuang's Ziyang sword was handed forward, extremely fast.
This sword is accurate, direct, without any error. It hits directly and can hold the blade of the eighth.
The sword body was held up, and all the sword power suddenly lost its meaning, and the focus of the competition suddenly became a contest of spiritual power.
Qin Wushuang urged it three times in a row, and the Ziyang sword made a piercing "humming" sword sound, and only heard a sound of "Kala", and the light of the sword like the autumn water on the eighth suddenly dimmed. In the bleak place, there was a gap like sawtooth saw!
The collision of sword and sword~IndoMTL.com~ Ziyang sword, victory!
Qin Wushuang laughed: "I have learned your swordsmanship, now I will see my sword!"
After finishing speaking, he thrust the Ziyang sword behind his back, danced with his hands, touched his fingertips, and pressed his thumbs together. Two "Swords of Young Merchants" sprayed out, like a double dragon play bead, one left and one right, with two Dao's full-bodied sword pierced straight.
The eighth did not expect that Qin Wushuang's fingertips could shoot out a sword-like attack, and quickly returned to the sword to block, but this block could only hinder the momentum for a while.
Qin Wushuang's sword power is 10%, "Tianmai Condensing Sword" is a masterpiece of sword intent, and the sword is vertical and horizontal. With the dancing of the fingertips, various sword powers are constantly piercing, like raindrops, shooting at the head and face.
This shuttle has a sword power comparable to bullets, and it is not what the No. 8 can withstand at this time. It only blocked three or four times, and was hit by a "medium rushing sword" in the shoulder blade, which immediately shot through a large hole. , The blood is flowing like a shot!
(To be continued)
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