The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 81: Why are women so domineering
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[Book Fan Group 1681655] He Xinliang Chapter 81 Why Are Women So Domineering
The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow Author: Fenghuo Opera Princes
[Update time]2013-11-1923:32:34[Words]3025
Sword and Sword Qi seem to be splashed by a painter with freehand ink.
Sword Qi was so great that Song Nianqing's second sword was already crushed into powder before it was approaching. Song Nianqing did not retreat but moved forward. The soles of her feet were no more than a few inches off the ground, and she moved forward more than ten feet apart. After stopping her figure, the toes of her feet were twisted. After the sword was defeated, his right hand first held the sword in front of his chest, then lowered it a little, and then the tip of the sword changed from downward to lift up. This lifted sword reached the bottom of the sword energy, and Song Nianqing's long sword gradually bends. A little bit of toughness turned into a broken sword style, the tip of the sword was not too high, and with a soft drink, it actually picked this group of condensed swords over the top of the head and fell back on the street, smashing a bottomless one. Dakeng. The sword of Sect Master Jianchi didn’t straighten out, he always maintained a slightly bent posture of breaking the sword, letting go and abandoning the sword, and before the long sword fell, the tip of the left hand sword hit the midsection of the long sword hovering in the air, clanging loudly. Like a temple bell that rang suddenly, melodious and loud, Luoyang moved forward in no hurry, stretched out his arm and waved, blocking the ray of sword energy from the sharp and sharp shot of the sword and the sword, Song Nianqing quickly turned into a straight. Horizontally, the second sound is like a twilight drum, extremely dull. The clock hits the clock at night to beat the drums, the sound of the drums kills the soul, and the two-handed sword is Song Nianqing who quietly set foot on the rivers and lakes twenty years ago, and stayed in an ancient temple without a name when he traveled around. Song Nianqing repeated the boring knocks, without stopping, one hundred and eight in an instant. Luoyang always went straight forward. Later, he was stingy even raising his hand. There was a constant banging and cracking in front of her, and everything he passed was destroyed by the sound of bells, drums and swords. The original meaning is to listen to the drums and return quickly without breaking the ban.
But since Luoyang can kill through Beimang twice alone, what is the little noise of bells, drums and swords?
Song Nianqing's double swords finally couldn't survive the powerful knock, and the two swords broke and fell to the ground. Song Nianqing did not turn back to take the sword from the horse, but pinched the sword art, the handprint sword art was like a Buddha. The sword was unsheathed, and the three long swords were unsheathed in turn, jumping up from the horseback, like a hanging rainbow falling on Luoyang's head. Song Nianqing's beard and hair were wide, her green shirt and big sleeves drifted violently, and her feet sank one foot into the ground. Luoyang was so unreasonable that no one looked at him to the point of being unreasonable. After holding his hands, he stepped on one foot, crushed the bluestone slabs, and the gravel swelled. It was exactly the same as the first hand of Dunhuang City Deng Tai'a in the first battle, but at that time it was stepping on the ground and shaking. Thousands of drops of rain and water make a Thousand White Sword. Whenever a sword stabbed head-on, it was ejected by a stone a few feet away from her. Within 30 steps of Luoyang, the three swords had already returned sixty without success. For more than a time, the tip of the sword had broken, and the distance between her and Song Nianqing had been shortened to less than ten feet.
Song Nianqing pressed down with both hands, and the three sharp swords with only half the length of the original stab at Luoyang at the same time, doing that dying struggle, Luoyang brushed it with one hand, understatement. Slowly moving forward is just different from the first sword that was crushed by her on the spot. The Three Swords did not cut off her anger in her palm. On the contrary, the sword energy was like mushrooms, growing strong. Luoyang looked down as she slowly walked, even if she noticed the snake swallowing in her palm. There was no response to the sight of the elephant, Sanjian Jianqi sprouted and took root in her palm. Song Nianqing narrowed her eyes and snapped her fingers. The old horse, familiar with the owner's habits, lightly stepped on his horse's hoof and came to the elderly.
Song Nianqing took down the only long sword with spikes from the fourteen swords. The blade was as clear as a mirror, so it was named according to the courage. Song Nianqing was just a rookie in the sword forest with twelve swords back then, and Wang Xianzhi is recognized as the number one person in the world. But why did Song Nianqing take a step back? The sword in his hand is the first sword that Song Nianqing personally cast after retreat. Every swordsman is a swordsmith, and he has to cast his sword in the sword furnace to make a sabre. Although the sword pool has accumulated tens of millions of swords, But that was only used to cherish the memory of the ancestors. Since Song Nianqing, Jianchi has not allowed any of the younger generations of the Zongmen to worship the ancients and demote the present. This is why many kendo visitors unanimously sighed that "there is no ancient sword in Jianchi now". Song Nianqing took the courage in his hand, boldly, and the sword heart became clearer and clearer. The white-clothed woman walked forward and seemed to have never taken the initiative. It was due to the situation, but Song Nianqing was not relaxed in her heart. She kept walking. The more leisurely she walked, the greater the disturbance to Song Nianqing's mood. So Song Nianqing didn't take the sword, but took the courage alone. Isn't it because of the silent attention to the woman.
When Song Nianqing was gaining momentum, she looked at the woman of unknown origin. Previously, the three swords of the rainbow hanging in the sky were named Tianshidilirenhe. They were specially used to target masters of the mysterious and even celestial phenomena. The strong is the strong, the more frustrated, the more courageous. Song Nianqing casts a sword every time he understands a move. In these years, he has been making swords and raising swords diligently. He has devoted a lot of effort to each of the fourteen swords, supplemented by original sword moves. They are all well-deserved and freshly released "new swords". , Really can be said to be unprecedented, if the opponents of the same level take it lightly, it will definitely suffer a big loss. Song Nianqing originally hoped to have 20 swords in this life, and then left the last battle to Deng Tai'a or Wang Xianzhi, but the emperor's fate was hard to violate. If you can afford fourteen swords, if you have five or six swords, the overall situation is almost set.
Song Nianqing suddenly widened her eyes.
"The time and place are right and the right people, why don't you give it to you?"
The white-clothed woman sneered, the air was like a flood of three swords, the purple, yellow and white three-color sword energy in the palms as thick as an arm lingered wildly, the three swords suddenly turned into a wailing, the hungry man was full of food, it is a pleasure One, but once it's supported alive, it's happiness and sorrow.
The three horrifying sword qi suddenly disappeared.
Song Nianqing exclaimed: "What a celestial realm, so good!"
The two are only seven or eight feet apart. Sect Master Jianchi smiled without anger, closed his eyes, put his fingers together and gently wiped the zhaodan sword on his chest, muttering to himself: "Old Brother, the death of Seven Swords who walked in front of you is not wrong."
Luoyang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Dongyue Sword Pond has hundreds of year-end accumulates, just this way?"
Song Nianqing did not open her eyes, and smiled freely: "Let’s look at the old man with a lantern and look at the country."
The old man in the blue shirt handed out the sword, and the next scene was not shocking, but in the eyes of the layman, he would only think that it was funny, like a young boy who just started to practice swords, and he couldn't hold it. The heavy sword, barely carried the sword and staggered, the pace was chaotic, and the sword was twisted. Although his figure and sword moves are chaotic, his speed is extremely fast. The distance of seven or eight feet is reduced to a short distance of two swords in the blink of an eye. The world's swordsmanship, senior masters will be painstakingly instructed not to be controlled by the sword, that kind of swordsmanship will not become a climate. Song Nianqing, who has been regarded as one of the few great masters of kendo, went the other way. People walked with the sword, without the majestic sword gang of anger and bullfighting, and without the majestic sword intent, so he came to Luoyang obliquely.
Luoyang frowned and patted it out with one hand.
Song Nianqing escaped Luoyang's shot under the influence of Zhaodanjian, and Jianfeng pointed towards her shoulder. Luoyang left the central axis of the street for the first time, took a step horizontally, pinched the tip of Zhaodan's sword with two fingers, and twisted the tip of the sword without waiting for the strength of Luoyang. , Luoyang flicked his finger, Song Nianqing withdrew the sword again, turning around half a circle upside down, Chao Luoyang's back was a sword, this time Luoyang did not move his hands, his feet did not move, his body fell back, that sword It was clearly lost, but the sword energy exploded like firecrackers where Luoyang fell. Luoyang's feet always took root, but he turned his body to the left, which was able to escape the sword energy of the antelope horns, but Song Nianqing had the power. Not forgiving, the long sword was entangled with the courage, and for a while, the two people were surrounded by sword energy, like Xia Weiyun steaming, which made people dizzy.
Luoyang finally took a step, and Song Nianqing's courageous sword energy began to show up. The ground of the street and the buildings on both sides of the street were tossed innumerably, and there was a lot of hustle and bustle.
Luoyang walked and stopped, letting the majestic sword spirit raging, and smiled: "It seems that there is no trace to be found, but in fact it follows the dragon veins under the sky, and it can be regarded as touching the threshold of the celestial phenomenon."
The two regained Luoyang's position in the south according to Nianqing of the Northern Song Dynasty.
The devil in white, who disturbed the two rivers and lakes of Beimang Liyang, stabs her neck tightly with one hand, and Song Nianqing suddenly opens her eyes and screams, stepping out, the tip of the sword advances three feet, Luoyang expression Take a small step back calmly, the point of the sword is no more than two feet away from her neck. The abundance of qi shining through the sword disturbed her temples. Two strands of blue silk fluttered backwards~IndoMTL.com~ Holding the sword cuffs and hunting. Without the slightest panic, Luoyang ignored the blood flowing on the palm of his hand, looked directly at Song Nianqing, and laughed out: "Where are so many fingers and mysterious killing celestial phenomena, get out!"
Luoyang squeezed the edge of the sword and pushed back. Song Nianqing, who refused to abandon the sword, was hit by the hilt. Luoyang seemed to be annoyed by his ignorance and kicked the old man in Qingshang on the chest.
The cloth shoes were worn thinly by the ground, and Song Nianqing's sword was almost level with both feet off the ground, and he pushed the tip of the sword to the woman's neck in white to a distance of two feet.
"Let you get an inch."
Luoyang even grabbed the tip of the sword and moved it a foot closer to his neck, sneered at the corner of his mouth, then raised his palm and patted it, and cut off the long sword directly with his palm.
Since the sword was broken, Song Nianqing had to retreat.
Luoyang didn't bother to beat the water dog so badly, he threw away half of the sword, and let Song Nianqing **** back to the old horse with the sword.
Song Nianqing was hit by the sword hilt in her heart, and when she was kicked, blood leaking from the corner of her mouth, she tried her best to stabilize her energy.
The old man has a strange expression on his face.
If it is against Wang Xianzhi, the number one in the world, it will be enough if she is so embarrassed. How can a young woman who is unknown in the world be so domineering?
Still saying that I am too ignorant?
The next sentence from the woman in white really made Song Nianqing irritable. The old man who occupies a place in the entire world of kendo can never be calm.
"I teach you to use a sword."