Stray Chapter 65: Fighting
There are also types of soft swords among ordinary weapons, but most of them exist as unpopular Qimen weapons, not the mainstream.
In addition, the soft sword is a completely different sword from the hard sword. Because of the soft body of the sword, the strength is not easy to master and use. When practicing, it requires a high concentration of energy, energy and spirit, so it is also difficult to master among the types of swords. Very high class.
Furthermore, although it is a soft sword, it cannot really be as soft as a whip, at least it is impossible for a mortal sword to do so.
However, the soft sword in Ouyang Mingzhu's hand is different. It is extremely flexible. It can really be wrapped around a finger, bend it like a hook, and it is resonant and straight like a string.
As long as you really master the Qimen swordsmanship of using it and apply force at critical moments, you can use its toughness and elasticity to burst out terrifying speed and amazing power within a certain range.
He Yibai makes steel and turns it into softness around your fingers. It is actually the way to overcome rigidity with softness.
Murong Ziying has fully inherited the inheritance of the sword-wielding elder Zonglian sent by Qionghua, and the skill of sword-casting has reached a rare ability in the world. Naturally, at a glance, he can see that this sword is a well-known spirit sword , which is called "circling the fingers softly".
The Qionghua faction has always respected the art of casting swords. Naturally, it is the force that has the most comprehensive collection of melting and casting maps of various swords in the world. The swords mentioned here are magical treasures, not from the world The so-called weapon.
And it is not only as simple as melting and casting a map, but also has the ability to cast the corresponding spirit sword. There are only two reasons that limit the terrible situation of Qionghua's disciples all holding a fairy sword.
First, the spirit sword is different from ordinary iron. It often requires many precious heaven and earth treasures to be smelted and forged, and it is cast by skilled swordsmiths in the sect's Chengtianjiantai or similar anode grounds. , not to say that all weather is not apart, but it is also very labor-intensive until the day when the sword is completed.
And time is always measured in years and months. After all, the more precious and high-level magic weapons, the more time and effort it takes to make them. This is a matter of course. Not to mention mysterious props, technological products are the same.
So the vast majority of disciples of the sect usually need a very long accumulation of time before they can exchange their contributions to the sect for a high-level spirit sword.
Secondly, it is the Qionghua School's practice method that emphasizes the core concept of "unity of man and sword". Human cultivation and sword grade must complement each other. Otherwise, there are only advantages and no disadvantages. No matter how low, you can control the advanced magic weapon.
This rule applies not only to the sword cultivators of the Qionghua faction, but to the whole world.
——The higher-level and powerful magic weapon, the more powerful it is, the more frighteningly high the requirements for using it will be. Without the corresponding ability to control it, it is like a child dancing a sledgehammer, harmful and useless.
It can neither form an effective threat to the enemy, nor become its own self-protection force, and may even harm itself in turn.
Therefore, the soft sword in Ouyang Mingzhu's hand actually surpassed most Qionghua disciples' natal magic sword. Coupled with her ease of use, she naturally exudes powerful spiritual power. Volatility...
Murong Ziying felt a burst of toothache in such an instant.
This girl who seems to be twenty-eight years old and is too young is actually at the level of the elders? It seems that no matter which sect of dharma door, it is already a monk who has entered the third realm!
Even when I'm in good shape, I'm not entirely sure that I'll be able to win.
Although he is also a genius of Taoism, he reached the realm of using the gasification sword at the age of nineteen, and he has been slaying demons and slaying demons for all these years, acting for the heavens, and has a lot of experience in fighting skills... However, he has almost no harmony. Opponents of this level have had collisions.
In addition, at this time, everyone has been plotted before, and the divine will has fallen to the bottom. Even if the infuriating energy and spiritual power are not consumed, but the mental energy is severely depleted, which will have a considerable impact.
It seems that a person is full of energy, but his spirit is lethargic, and he still can't exert much strength.
Everyone still relies on Liu Mengli's secret fragrance to stay awake and keep thinking. Under such circumstances, facing such a powerful enemy, what chance of winning can they have? !
"You pride yourself on being upright and upright, but you only know how to make surprise attacks and the tricks of bullying fewer people with more people..."
Ouyang Mingzhu didn't understand Murong Ziying's toothache at the moment. She clenched her five fingers tightly, and her fingers were stretched straight in an instant. The blade was strong and sharp, reflecting the cold light in the night, obviously cutting iron mud.
She swiped her backhand mercilessly like this, and the sword body was absent or absent. Under the impetus of her spiritual power, the sword qi burst out like a bright silver electric snake, and slammed into Murong Ziying on the other side. eyebrows!
The huge sword qi slashed across a distance of several meters, and the castration did not decrease at all. The atmosphere everywhere was frozen. The temperature in the yard plummeted on a midsummer night.
The soft ring around the finger is originally made of cold iron. Not to mention the sharp edge of the sword, when it is swung, it will naturally absorb the power of the water spirit around it, condense it into frost on the edge, and then be directly attacked by Ouyang Mingzhu. The power of urging the spiritual power to be transformed into sword energy is of course not bad.
The reason why the slash was only a few meters away was not because the attack range was only so much, but because the attack target was so close. Facing the oncoming huge sword qi slash, Murong Ziying hurriedly raised the sword to block it, but Still being shaken back a few steps, his face became even paler.
It's just that he didn't have time to pay attention to this. Instead, he felt a burst of anger: "As expected of a demon, it's really disgusting! It's clear that you all plotted me to wait first, and now you're actually fighting back..."
How could they be so embarrassed if all of them hadn't been subjected to insidious and vicious wounding techniques? The team is already full of blood. If they don't work together, how can they deal with the person in front of them?
However, the other party also made a mockery, desperately accusing them of bullying more and less, and making sneak attacks? Is this shameless? !
"What nonsense! When did I plot against you..." Ouyang Mingzhu dismissed it, she didn't know what happened to this group of people, and she also didn't think her teacher had the need to plot against this group of people.
Teacher can kill you little thieves with a single hair! It's easier than squeezing a bunch of ants to death!
She also felt that this group of people were fighting backwards, so she was even more annoyed. The soft round fingers in her hand waved along with the plain hand, and in an instant, it changed shape, from the straight blade that swayed the stars and cut the moon with a strong and sharp edge, It turned into a long whip like a dragon in the sea and a phoenix in the sky!
Smooth and elegant, brisk and agile, come like thunder to collect anger, stop like a river condensing blue light! From rigid to soft in an instant, although the styles and routines are connected to each other without fireworks, they are quite natural and beautiful.
However, Yun Tianhe and Han Lingsha, who were fighting with her, still felt extremely uncomfortable for a moment.
"Amitabha, Don Ouyang, don't make any mistakes. The poor monk believes that there are bound to be twists and turns in this matter. You shouldn't have done this kind of unacceptable thing, right? You really don't need to cover up those behind the scenes..."
Accompanied by a Buddha's horn, it seems to be chanted with a loudspeaker added, which has a great meaning of compassion.
The muscle monk stepped forward quickly, and the light of merit bloomed, forming a circle of light behind his head, and the aura of the master monk spread out. He was certain in his heart, and felt that he had seen through the truth.
As the saying goes, the image is born from the heart. No matter how you look at this young lady, she doesn't look like a person who would do such a thing. Moreover, he majors in the power of merit and virtue, and he also has the induction of evil karma, so Immediately, a **** plot was drawn in my heart.
But no matter what, it seems that there is a chance that this situation can be solved through verbal guns. He acted very decisively, ready to understand it with affection, reason with it, and put it in the name of righteousness, even if it is not It can make the other party wake up and realize the lost, at least it can shake some of the other party's beliefs and affect the performance of strength!
"This matter is too harmful to the world, and it has already wiped out human nature. The poor monk must not sit idly by..."
It's just that the words of compassion and compassion in his mouth haven't been finished yet. What comes from the head and cover is the whip of a spirit snake, which is whistling and tearing the air, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky——
"Shut up! Bald donkey!"
The golden light of merit shines brightly, turning into a pale golden bell with a clearer outline, covering the great monk of the distant mountain.
When—! !
A mighty bell rang, the mighty tremors of the void, and a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye was set off in the air, making people feel that the soul was shaken once.
However, the Great Monk Yuanshan groaned. His mental strength was exhausted. He fought this recklessly. Although he did not suffer any harm, his mind was further worn down, and some of them would faint on the spot.
The light golden golden bell also has cracks, and it will definitely burst open on the spot with another whip!
However, at almost the same moment, Huai Shuo and Xuanji's sword beams arrived, but the two younger disciples just wanted to support their uncle Ziying, but they reacted fast on this ever-changing battlefield. It's really slow, so that the attack is long overdue now, but it works wonders.
Ouyang Mingzhu's eyes were slightly condensed, and her abrupt figure blended into the darkness around her, making it difficult to trace. And at the same moment, she seemed to manifest from the void, and she actually came to Xuanji, raised her hand and pointed forward.
A sound of the piano sounded just at this time, long and long, condensing the air of heaven and earth!
It was just a short while, as if the sound of a string turned into a substantial sound wave, and it slammed into the gap between the two of them one step ahead. And it turned into a slashing line that came across.
"Huh?!"
The girl in the long green dress frowned suddenly, and at the last moment, she froze her finger, not being able to touch the little girl who was not far ahead, even though it was only a few inches away in the end.
If she wanted to kill someone, she wouldn't stop because of such an obstacle. As long as she thought about it, her whole body's spiritual power could penetrate her palms and fingers, transforming into the sky with a sword, and her strength could reach three feet. In addition, even rocks can be easily penetrated, let alone flesh and blood.
It's just that although Ouyang Mingzhu's personality has changed, she is no longer the old lady who was unconditionally gentle to everyone and faced the whole world with a natural and innocent attitude, but she has not become distorted in the end. Extreme, the nature is still good.
In addition, other people's reactions were also very fast. After Liu Mengli accurately intercepted Ouyang Mingzhu, who was like a ghost, with string music, the others immediately reacted and responded quickly.
At this time, no one is so stupid that they can only stare blankly at their companions in danger, and let the enemies solve themselves and others one by one.
"Humph!"
With a light hum, the Ouyang Qianjin in their eyes didn't stop. If she missed a hit, she immediately escaped into the darkness and moved to another location.
Lingbo takes a micro-step, and Luo Socks is dusty, often one step can traverse a distance of more than ten meters.
She is indeed a rare cultivator. Not long ago, Xia Ran figured out the principle of shrinking the ground into an inch by using the earth spirit beads, and combined the earth escape technique to create a low-profile abbreviation The version of the body technique, she can already use it now.
However, this is also related to Ouyang Mingzhu's spiritual power attribute. Among the five spirits, she originally majored in Earth Spirit Immortal Art, and she has already mastered the art of Earth Escape. With such a foundation, it is easy to understand it. new spells.
If you change your style, you may not be able to get in for a year or two, which is normal.
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Xuanji escaped, but her face paled even more.
At that moment, it seemed that the flow of time suddenly slowed down, and she was so concentrated that she seemed to be able to see the slender fingertips approaching her forehead little by little.
Although there was no substantive killing intent, Xuanji was still frightened. She always felt that if she hadn't been rescued just now, she would probably be dissipated.
Subconsciously, she looked at the girl behind her with gratitude.
Liu Mengli didn't see this scene, she was still supported by the sound of the piano. Although she stood still, the string sound wave could always attack the position of Miss Ouyang at the fastest speed to contain the opponent.