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Xiao Morui observed that the people around him were waiting for a good show. His brows were deep, his face darkened, and he looked at Bidou nervously.

"Brother Qiufeng, please."

Xiao Yangxu will be rehabilitated until the middle of Lihuo, the true elemental force is poured into his flying kite sword, flashing a faint green light.

Flying Sword Huo Ran left his hand, and toward Yang Chen was a spiral ripple, with a burst of sword light and green shadow, forming a horizontal tornado, as if to break Yang Chen instantly.

Yang Chen glanced back and forth and flew into the air for a while to avoid.

"This is ... Qianxuedui Sword, a good move to break the cloud. I didn't expect this superior swordsmanship to be mastered by Yang Xu so well!" Immediately, an elder who knew the sword spectrum praised.

Swordsmanship in the practice world will often be transformed into a swordsmanship to exert more power.

Many swordsmanships themselves are powerful and are superior swordsmanship, but because of the complex moves and the chaotic operation of the true elements, it is difficult to be mastered, and even more difficult to master.

Therefore, in general, the monk who makes swords will choose the appropriate swordsmanship to practice instead of pursuing high-level swordsmanship.

Of course, Xiao Yangxu obviously belongs to the category of geniuses who use swords, and the Qianxuedui cloud swordsmanship that has been handed down from the Xiao family ancestors at a young age is very well used.

Yang Chen evaded the "Broken Cloud" move, Xiao Yangxu smiled disdainfully, he had already prepared.

Soaring into the air, the flying kite flew from bottom to top like a shadow!

"Volume snow style!" Xiao Yangxu snorted sharply.

Feijian condensed a sword-like spirit like snowflakes, lingering around, like a snow storm caused from the snow, the speed is much faster than Yang Chen's movement, and Yang Chen can be swallowed in an instant!

Obviously, it was impossible to avoid this trick by virtue of the cultivation practice in the middle of the fire. Yang Chen stood upside down. The wood spirit in his hand gathered wood aura, woven into a net, and flew back to the sky again, while resisting the sword gas storm. go with.

In a continuous burst of "bang bang", although Yang Chen looked a little embarrassed and could not stand back, he was not defeated.

"Hey, if it wasn't for Yang Xu to be controlled in the middle of the fire, the power of this move would be at least twice as powerful, and the autumn wind could not be blocked. Yang Xu could be really awesome!" Another elder started. talk.

Listening to these people, Xiao Mogui snorted coldly, sweating in the palm of his hand, thinking that Xiao Qiufeng had to hold on.

But, this is the second move, already so embarrassed, can the next eight moves be accepted?

Xiao Yangxu seemed to be dissatisfied with Yang Chen's failure to solve both moves. His face was a little serious, and the flying kite continued to thrust in different directions in all directions.

Continuous attacks form a dense sword blade net, as if there are hundreds of swordsmen at the same time attacking Yang Chen!

Yang Chen yelled in fright, holding a wooden spirit sword in his hand, as if he resisted the offense with great carelessness, but every sword shadow was skillfully resolved by Yang Chen ... Just kidding, Yang Chen didn't know what swordsmanship Yes, but is the fighting instinct comparable to the young monks who only know "flower fist and embroidered legs" in these illusions?

Although these swords came quickly, they could not escape Yang Chen's induction, but it was only natural to use the fighting instinct to block the sword back.

When Xiao Yangxu made his fifth move, he found something amiss.

Although he kept pressing the opponent to fight, he clearly didn't take any substantial advantage. The opponent's swordsmanship had no rules, but they all took their offense in a critical situation.

Under the same practice, it is difficult to use a sword spirit or a true element to force a head. It is only by using the subtlety of swordsmanship to defeat the opponent, but it seems that it is not as easy as it used to be.

Many of the elders below also felt weird. Xiao Mengyue and Xiao Mozheng didn't understand it either. After glancing at each other, it seemed a bit unexpected.

Xiao Morui was frightened and at the same time, with great hope, his face was endured with excitement, expecting his son to magically support these ten moves!

"Brother Qiufeng is quick-witted, and the next move is 'Paiyunfeixue'. I don't know if I can catch it!"

Seeing that Xiao Yangxu had already made the seventh move, there were only three remaining moves, and immediately used one of the strongest moves in Qianxuedui's cloud swordsmanship.

"Feixue platoons the clouds! Look at the sword!"

In his eyes, Xiao Yangxu was completely moved, and the flying kite cut a blade ripple in front of him. The sword gas was like countless clouds and waves, the waves rolled up, the clouds were surging, but they were all powerful swords The gas condenses.

It seemed like a huge cloud of light green, which was looming towards Yang Chen, but it was an inevitable large-scale killing.

The people below were all a little shocked when they saw this, but Xiao Yangxu would not be forced to use such a big move.

Xiao Mo regretted his anxiety, and his son could not stop it, so he would rush to save Yang Chen.

However, Xiao Mengyue, who was on the side, pressed Xiao Morui and said abruptly: "Not yet ten moves!"

Xiao Mo regrets that he is very angry, this old man is clearly anxious that his son "accidentally" died in Bidou, it is awful!

But he was no longer the opponent of Xiao Mengyue in the early days of the weak water, and he could only bear the anger and watched the battle in the sky.

All of this was electro-optical flint. Yang Chen saw a sea of ​​clouds formed by sword energy swallowing towards him. With a sigh in his heart, he had to show a small hand, and originally planned to pretend to be silly.

The wooden spirit sword in his hand took off for the first time. In front of him, a circle of sword shadows were formed. These sword shadows condensed into sword spirit, one after another, continuously.

When these serial sword shadows surround Yang Chen like a gold steel ring, it just happens that the sword qi cloud also swallows down!

"Boom!"

With a violent tremor, the cloud and mist were magically rotated and wiped away, and the pieces were scattered, like the scattered flowers of the goddess, and dazzled.

"This ... this is ..." A few exclamations exclaimed below, incredible.

"Am I looking at the flowers? Does this seem to be Lianyun Eighteen Swords?"

"No ... like it is, but it doesn't seem to be ..."

"Lianyun Eighteen Swords are only inferior swordsmanship, and it seems that there is no such trick in it." ... but Xiao Mengyue's expression solemnly said: "This is the Lianyun Eighteen Swords, which is the thirteenth type, eight music series ... But ... there seems to be some changes. "

"Yes, the autumn wind makes it more neat, very clever," Xiao Mozheng Qiang smiled.

Xiao Mo regret laughed, and was very proud of his surprise. Although he didn't know when his son practiced such a swordsmanship, he did it all as if he had practiced it in secret, and he didn't have much doubt.

In the midair, Xiao Yangxu saw that he thought the killing trick was cracked, and he was furious, and only the last two tricks were left. In his anger, Yang Chen was attacked again and again!

But Yang Chen urged the wood spirit sword to find out Xiao Yangxu's flaws, but he easily resolved them without any traces.

After all, Xiao Yangxu lacked combat experience. Although his swordsmanship was brilliant, the people who displayed it did not understand the principle of "no tricks, no tricks."

Kendo is the same as martial arts. "Sword is a sword, man is a person." It is still in the introductory stage, followed by "sword is not a sword, and man is not a person."

The deeper "sword is still a sword, man is still a man", it is the so-called "no sword in hand, no sword in heart", the sword has become a dispensable prop, making it not a sword technique, but It is a kind of "Tao".

Yang Chen has countless battle insights on the death line. He has long since taken off his shackles and realized his own unique view of fighting. Whether he uses martial arts or swordsmanship, he has his own insights.

This is why Yang Chen can gather the strengths of hundreds of schools, write exercises for women, and easily modify the swordsmanship to improve several grades for his own use.

If Xiu is flat, Yang Chen does not think he will be afraid of any opponent, even if he does not win, he will not lose, unless the opponent has a stronger magic weapon and other chips.

Unconsciously, the ten strokes are over.

When Xiao Yangxu wanted to make another move like crazy, Xiao Mengyue on the ground took the lead, and a majestic Aoki Mae rose up to cut off the connection between the flying kite and Xiao Yangxu!

"Yang Xu! Do not stop !?" Xiao Meng Yue angered, dissatisfied with his grandson.

But there is no way, so many people watching, can not go back and forth, just blame the "Xiao Qiufeng" kid is too evil!

I can't see how clever his sword skill, I can only think about it, maybe some potential erupted under the crisis.

Xiao Yangxu's eyes flashed with resentment, but he tried hard to suppress it, and waved at Yang Chen, "How much offend, Qiufeng's eldest swordsmanship, younger brother admires!"