The Path Toward Heaven
104 Broken Sword
Han Jingsuo Qingqiu, the ninth style of the snow flow swordsmanship on Defeng.
This style is not a real swordsmanship, but a secret method learned by Han Jing, who was the first master of Shangdefeng, to deal with Feijian.
Gu Han is now ready to use this secret method to directly lock Jing Jiu's flying sword.
Even if you have a secret method and want to use your hands to deal with flying swords that come and go like electricity, it is also very risky.
In the past, the disciples of Qingshan who would know how to use swordsmanship would choose to use this technique.
Now that Gu Hanming is in control of the entire war situation, he does so. It can be said that he is so strong that he does not even take Jing Jiu's eyes in mind.
A buzzing sound!
Gu Han's two fingers on his right hand were close together, like a small sword pointed in front of him, his left hand was spread out, and his five fingers were round.
The Iron Sword hovered, vibrating, but unable to leave.
Hanjing locks the autumn!
He successfully locked Jing Jiu's flying sword.
The next thing is to see how Jing Jiu confronts his sword.
From everyone's perspective, there can be no accidents, because Jing Jiu no longer has a sword at this time.
Without a sword, he would naturally be unable to use the sword to swim around the cliff like he did before, and he could only rely on his body.
No matter how strong the body of a Kendo practitioner is, even if Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui are as strong as a sword and harder than a rock, how can they face the sword directly?
Some elders are ready to rescue the sword.
The two places are far apart, but there are a lot of powers to break the sea between the fields, at least to save Jing Jiu's life.
Zhao Layue stood up and looked over there with a concentrated expression.
The mountain breeze suddenly raised her hair a little messy.
In front of the stone platform, the Forth Sword hovering in the air vibrated slightly, buzzing and humming, and it seemed that it might break through at any time.
No one noticed that the cold three-foot sword shivered slightly before the Firth sword.
In the end, the Forth sword did not fly, and the three-foot sword did not move.
Countless exclamations rang one after another among the peaks.
Because Gu Han's sword fell through!
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There is also wind above the stone forest.
Jing Jiu's body is composed of the lightest sand and disappears with the wind.
The next moment, he appeared in the sky with more than ten sword lights.
Those sword lights come from his body.
Hair strands blown by the wind, fluttering clothes, like strands of silk, each strand resembles a sword.
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Lord Qing Rongfeng got up and stared over there, a flash of strange color flashed in his eyes, his sleeves trembling slightly.
What kind of Taoism is this traversing a distance of tens of feet?
Even if there is no sword, the superb sword cultivation of the realm can also rise up with the sword breath, for example, it has been shown before in Nanshan.
The problem is that Jing Jiu has mastered this extremely difficult Taoist law just after entering the unremarkable state?
The most shocking thing is that his speed is unimaginable, completely beyond the scope of Taoism, and even reminiscent of the Zhongzhou School of Heaven and Earth Escape!
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Jing Jiu appeared in front of Gu Han.
Gu Han was using Han Jing to lock Qiu Jiu's sword in Qingqiu.
Jing Jiu's hand fell on the hilt, seemingly simply stroking the sword.
Gu Han's hands could no longer lock Jing Jiu's sword.
There was a snort.
The iron sword penetrated Gu Han's body directly.
The blood poured out with the tip of the sword, dripping from the sky toward the ground.
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Looking at the pictures of several miles away, the look of Nanshan was very dignified.
He knew that neither Uncle Chi Yan nor other uncles would shoot at this time.
The uncles should be able to see clearly that the place where Jing Jiu's iron sword passed was Gu Han's right chest—Gu Han was seriously injured but not fatal.
The uncles will surely believe that Jing Jiu will surely win the sword.
I don't think so in Guo Nanshan. I feel a very bad feeling in my heart.
A few miles away, he could feel Jing Jiu's killing intention.
He knew the relationship between Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui.
Even if the former masters and servants had not met for three years, even not long ago, Liu Shisui showed great disappointment with Jing Jiu.
Liu Shisui was sentenced to death by Shang Defeng, and he refused to say that he went to Jing Jiu that night.
Now that Liu Shisui has finished this way, what step will Jing Jiu do for him?
Don't say anything ruthless.
If he is really ruthless, how can he stand up and challenge Ma Hua and Gu Han by name.
Guo Nanshan knew that he had to shoot, even if he would be accused afterwards, because he wouldn't shoot again, he worried that Gu Han would really die.
At this time, someone finally found the problem.
Jing Jiu didn't collect the sword, and went to the cliff face north facing Gu Han.
Gu Han has been seriously injured, does he want to kill!
"stop!"
The disciples of Tianguangfeng and Liangwangfeng shouted in horror, but they were too late to stop the tragedy.
Fortunately, at this time, a clear sword light directly penetrated the stone forest and came to the cliff in a few miles away.
The disciples breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this rainbow-like sword light.
Not long ago, when Liu Shisui used evil spirit demon fire to kill Jian Ruyun, he was stopped by this sword light.
It is already the master of the wilderness who has the sword, what else is there to worry about?
That powerful sword light cut directly to Jing Jiu's back.
Jing Jiu wanted to block the sword, he had to turn around and pull the iron sword from Gu Han's body.
But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations, especially over Nanshan.
Jing Jiu did nothing.
He didn't draw the sword, didn't turn around, as if he didn't even know that a sword light had come behind him, and he would cut himself into two pieces in the next moment.
"not good!"
There was a secret passage across Nanshan.
He saw that Jing Jiu's hand had left the hilt and stopped the attack.
But why don't you hide or block?
After Nanshan had no time to think about it, he only knew that if his flying sword fell, Jing Jiu would definitely die.
He knew very well that Jing Jiu was a kendo wizard who had high hopes secretly from many teachers.
If this person continues to shoot Gu Han, he will spare no effort to kill it.
But under such circumstances, of course, he cannot and will not kill each other.
It was just that when he first entered the wilderness, the distance of several miles was already the limit, and the control of the flying sword was very reluctant, and it was difficult to go back and forth freely.
He groaned, Jian Wan shrank suddenly, forcibly converged Jian Yuan, trying to stop the flying sword within a few miles.
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The rainbow-like sword light disappeared.
The flying sword finally stopped.
Jianjian was less than two feet away from Jing Jiu's back.
The picture is very dangerous.
Suddenly, Jing Jiu turned around and folded his hands together, holding the flying sword!
From the posture point of view, it is very similar to the Zen ritual.
After Nanshan's expression changed slightly, he wanted to summon Feijian to return, but found that it could not work.
He is already a strong man in the wilderness, and he is too much higher than Jing Jiu, but the sword is now in Jing Jiu's hand, a few miles away from him.
Moreover, Jing Jiu's hands are stronger than Gu Han's Han Jing Suo Qing Qiu!
"Great compassion!"
Master Yun Xingfeng stood up, wondering how Jing Jiu would be able to learn from Guocheng Temple?
Recognizing Jing Jiu's means, Master Feng and the elders had the same idea, but strangely kept silent at the same time.
Master Qing Rongfeng looked quietly over there and was very interested in what Jing Jiu would do next.
Lord Xilai finally put down the tea cup he had been serving for a long time, and squinted at it, looking a little serious.
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Jing Jiu made a mistake with both hands, holding Feijian at both ends.
"No!"
I don't know who is calling.
Jing Jiu ignored it and put his hands on it.
The flying sword gradually bent in his hand, making an extremely unpleasant sound.
Blood spilled between his hands and Jian Feng.
"You are merciful."
I don't know whose voice echoed between the peaks.
After a few miles, Jing Jiujing looked at Nanshan quietly.
A crackling sound.
The flying sword broke in two.
A breath of blood spewed out across Nanshan.