Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4889: Flowing Cloud Grass Sword Style (Part 2)

As a sword book that can help sword repairers avoid getting lost in the way of repairing kendo.

The entire spectrum of Liuyuncaojian has nine styles, and the front and back are very smooth and classic.

The first six styles are all the most basic sword-using theories, including the most common sword styles, including the sword, cross cut, and block attack.

It wasn't until the beginning of the seventh formula that the whole spectrum of Liuyun Caojian Pose went from simple to complex.

The first six styles are called simple, composed of six styles: Juxing, Lianyue, Going to Water, Huiqing, Changshan, and Pingting.

The last three styles are called complex, consisting of grass leaves turning green, eyebrows cutting four seasons, and birds stopping.

Jian Wushuang took the trouble to dismantle and analyze each of these sword styles over and over again, trying to crush each sword style into their heads.

All the sword repairs went from initial doubts to deep thoughts, and then to shining eyes, wishing to empty their brains, leaving only this spectrum of flowing clouds and grass sword style.

Even including Chen Qing sitting in the void, Chun Qiu and others are digesting this knowledge.

"It's over. The sword brothers not only fight against the sky, but even the theory has reached an incredible level," Chen Qing sighed with a hand on his forehead, "These little boys are making a lot of money, Sword What the brothers said will probably change them completely."

There are only nine flowing clouds and grass sword styles in total, which can be said to be a master sword style from beginner to exquisite.

This completely changed the state of Jian Xiu before getting a certain kind of kendo inheritance, so that every sword Xiu does not have to be confused in the early stage.

It is foreseeable that this flowing cloud and grass sword style will have a very far-reaching impact.

I haven't spoken all the time, just staring at Jian Wushuang's Diqing, took a deep breath, and whispered a conclusion softly.

"Without a Chinese year, including but not limited to Dasiyu, all sword repairers will know Wushuang's name."

Such a shocking sentence was uttered from the true meaning of the Ninth Revolution Dayan Immortal, and it shocked all the immortals of Chen Qing, Chunqiu and others.

But none of them refuted it and seemed to think that this sentence was extremely correct.

"As long as this flowing cloud grass sword style is released, the sword brothers will definitely be supported by all sword repairs," Chen Qing murmured, "Thinking about it this way, he is terrible..."

Chun Qiu, Cui Jing and others did not speak, but subconsciously clenched their fists, their eyes hot.

"Brother Jian, really a stunner." Wei Liujia murmured, with the same hot eyes.

After Jian Wushuang stopped the last flying bird, there were a total of nine Liuyun grass sword poses, all of which have been demonstrated so far.

The dojo is dead, and every sword repairman has a different expression. They are trying their best to remember this complete sword spectrum.

At this moment, they know very clearly that this will be a new starting point, a great fortune!

If you are not sure this time, it will always be an unimaginable loss.

Slowly let out a murky breath, Jian Wushuang felt that even in the battle with Chang Duoling, he was not as tired as today.

It seems that preaching and preaching is really exhausting, so I have to do less in the future.

After that, more than three thousand sword repairmen, all of them spontaneously knelt on one knee, facing Jian Wushuang again, giving a salute.

Jian Wushuang didn’t like this form of tape, but he didn’t stop them. After all of them had done their salutes, he said again, “These nine sword styles, you need to practice diligently, as to how far you can reach , It’s up to you."

"Nuo!" The voices of more than 3,000 sword repairmen rushed into the sky, magnificent.

At this point, Jian Wushuang's teaching is completely over, and he leaves nine flowing clouds and grass sword styles.

And in this exciting dojo, there is a guy who is not in the state during the whole process, nor is it to walk, nor is it not to walk, just like a tree standing in place, quite embarrassing.

Jian Wushuang finally looked at him in this way, "Hey, that bald head, how did you know that I killed Chang Duoling?"

The bald man took another look at him, and then said, "Don't you know? Now the entire Great Division Region has spread madness, saying that there is a fairy in the Six Heavens Realm who killed Chang by himself. Duo Ling, I don’t believe it, so I ran over and prepared to have a few tricks with that guy to explore the reality."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, "Then you are not afraid. The guy who can kill Chang Duoling is in a bad mood. Will you also solve it?"

"Don't be afraid, I have my own fairy style. Even if I meet Chang Duoling, I am confident that I can't beat and run away." The bald man patted his chest confidently, "You tell me the truth , Chang Duoling really killed you?"

"Of course." He nodded.

"That's good, I will try it with you now." The bald man was excited in his eyes.

Jian Wushuang did not refuse, but turned to look at San Qian Yanxian in the dojo, "Now, I only use this blade of grass in my hand to show you the real flowing cloud grass sword style." /

"Stop talking nonsense, let me see if Yanxian, who can kill Chang Duoling, exists or not."

The bald man smiled grimly, and then thousands of dark-yellow growth momentum, like real dragons surging out from under his feet, rise to the sky!

The realm that belongs to the peak of Immortality is undoubtedly revealed, and at the same time, the figure of the bald man has suddenly increased to several times, like a true god.

Even Chen Qing, who is more than ten feet tall, looks handsome in front of the bald man at this moment.

Jian Wushuang was very interested in looking at the giant like a god.

He squeezed a blade of grass in his right hand and moved forward.

'"Success to death!" The bald man yelled, his fists slammed into the ground of the dojo, and more than a dozen dark yellow real dragons formed by Yanli rushed to Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, even the sky is covered by the dark yellow power.

All Jian Xiu and Ding Xiu watched this scene nervously.

"Jumping beam clown." After Di Qing concluded such a conclusion, he was already lacking in interest, so he closed his eyes and calmed down.

Chen Qing also pouted, "I think this trouble-seeker is also a great fairy. I never thought it was a fairy. It's really boring to ask for a fight."

In the Spring and Autumn Period, Cui Jing and others' expressions were roughly the same, looking at the bald man on the dojo who was struggling hard like a fool.

Jian Wushuang held a blade of grass in his right hand, and his long black hair continued to dance behind him along with his clothes.

Facing the dark-yellow Yanli real dragon that covered the sky and earth in front of him, Jian Wushuang held the palm of the blade of grass, and only made a slashing movement.

"Broken."

Like the water flowing, the more than ten real dragons carrying violent powers were disconnected from them without any signs!