The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Chongxu's sword seems to be a random stab, but it is like a wind blowing on the ground, without any trace.

Zhao Qiu frowned slightly, the stab came, there was no limitation of his moves, it was clearly coming towards his throat, but also seemed to be heading towards his shoulder, he couldn't see the momentum at all.

"Hehe...the fight between masters is all about fighting, maybe you are taller, maybe he is taller." Zhao Qiu sighed in his heart.

I saw him step back a few steps, avoiding Chongxu's stab, and said in his mouth: "My 72-way evil sword technique is really the most fast sword in this world, Taoist priest, be careful."

After all, the long sword in Zhao Qiu's hand suddenly flashed like lightning, covering the vital points of Chongxu's body. There is nothing special about his 72-way evil sword technique, the sword moves are just too abrupt, and there is absolutely no point in advance. Signs, actions like lightning, offensive and defensive advances and retreats, all out of Chongxu's expectations.

Chongxu returned the long sword, and while retreating, the long sword in his hand drew circles, each move was thrust out in an arc, and retracted in an arc, there was no trace of dross in his heart, he moved the sword with his mind, long Every time the sword makes a move, it seems to release a filament, trying to wrap around the long sword Zhao Qiu is using. These filaments accumulate more and more, and they seem to accumulate into balls of silk, wrapping the long sword in Zhao Qiu's hand. The sword is wrapped.

Zhao Qiu used the 72 steps of the evil sword technique in one go, and Chongxu retreated 72 steps in succession, and after another step, he was about to leave the Hall of Sanqing.

Zhao Qiu's figure is like a ghost, the long sword in his hand is like thunder and lightning, abrupt and swift, his long sword has cut three places on the piercing Taoist robe, this is why Zhao Qiu's men are merciful, otherwise, the three swords would have already been cut. A hole was left on Chongxu's body.

After all, Chongxu has just stepped into the realm of no sword today, and he has only understood the principle of controlling the sword with his mind, and the principle of thousands of changes, and Zhao Qiu has practiced evil swordsmanship for a long time, and after mastering the Dugu Nine Swords, the evil swordsmanship he uses is even better. Even in the past.Therefore, Chongxu lost in the end.

However, when Zhao Qiu's 72 moves were exhausted, more and more silk threads were emitted from that Taiji swordsmanship, his sword moves gradually became stagnant, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be gaining weight continuously, five catties, Six catties, seven catties... ten catties, twenty catties... Occasionally a sword stabs out, but the real strength is not enough, so the long sword in Chongxu's hand turns around several times.

I only heard Zhao Qiu step back ten steps with a ghostly posture, sighed, and said: "This evil sword technique is a sword with moves. , Unless you catch him off guard, you have a chance to win. This is the art of war. Perhaps, the masters without moves are a little hasty in the beginning, but once they are a little familiar with the opponent's moves, they will always come up with a breakthrough Enemy strategy."

Chongxu looked at the three holes in the Taoist robe, and sighed: "The poor Taoist lost after all!"

Zhao Qiu shook his head and said, "Perhaps, this evil sword technique belongs to the fast sword. If you don't expect it, it can beat you once or twice, but it can't win you a third time."

Chongxu pondered for a while, then nodded, and said: "Pindao has already seen the flaws in three of the 72 ways of evil swordsmanship. If Brother Lao uses it again next time, Pindao may have a way to crack it."

Zhao Qiu shook his head and said: "If I fight the Taoist chief again, I won't dare to use the 72-way evil swordsmanship again. If I fight again, it will be the Dugu Nine Swords. It's unknown who will win and who will lose."

Chongxu Hengjian stood in front of him, and said: "The Nine Swords of Dugu are so fascinating, I would like to ask Mr. Lao to teach me!" He has been practicing swords for dozens of years, and he is deeply fascinated by swordsmanship. The sword move fluttered and slashed towards Zhao Qiu.

Zhao Qiu also moved his sword forward casually, and said: "Dugu Nine Swords, there is no retreat! Every move is an attack, and you have to defend if you attack the enemy. Daoist, pay attention!"

Immediately, I saw the long sword in Zhao Qiu's hand flickering coldly, chopping, stabbing, cutting, and slashing, seemingly dancing around, but in Chongxu's eyes, it was extremely fierce, and there was no trace to follow.He sighed softly, and in desperation, retreated step by step. While retreating, the long sword in his hand drew circles one after another. Every time he made a move, it seemed to release a thin thread, but he wanted to repeat the same trick.

However, in Zhao Qiu's sword moves, it was like a horse flying in the sky, and also like flowing clouds and flowing water. The wisps of sword energy coming out of Chongxu's long sword could hardly wrap around Zhao Qiu's long sword after all.

The Dugu Nine Swords are strong when they meet the strong. Today, Zhao Qiu began to fight swords with masters, and his swordsmanship has skyrocketed, and the offensive is continuous. The Dugu Nine Swords have no moves, but they are easy to use. Ten thousand moves are all sent from the heart, and they seem to be endless.

Chongxu retreated again and again, and within a short time Bian had already retreated to the corner. Under no choice, he couldn't help but give a long shout, and switched from defense to offense, trying to restore the decline.

However, this shift from defense to offense has obvious disadvantages. Although Tai Chi swordsmanship is also a sword without moves, when it comes to offense, it is far inferior to Dugu Nine Swords.If Zhang Sanfeng and Dugu Qiubai were still alive, and the two peerless masters used Tai Chi swordsmanship and Dugu Nine Swords to fight each other, although the outcome is still unknown, but Taiji Swordsmanship is good at defending and Dugu Nine Swords is good at attacking, they will not change their positions.

After ten moves, Zhao Qiu found a flaw in Chongxu's sword technique, the sword was like a swimming snake, and pointed directly at Chongxu's chest.

Chongxu sighed: "Brother Lao's swordsmanship is astonishing, among the world's masters, only Senior Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship may be able to compete with Brother Lao."

Zhao Qiu shook his head and said, "Among the world's most talented people, there is another one who may not be under Feng Qingyang."

Chongxu wondered: "Who is it? But the abbot of Shaolin, Master Fangzheng?"

Zhao Qiudao: "Master Fang Zheng's martial arts are outstanding, and his Buddhist skills are earth-shattering, but he is not as good as that one."

Chongxu frowned and said, "Could it be that Brother Lao is talking about Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School?"

Zhao Qiu smiled and said, "Why did the Taoist priest forget the Sun Moon God Sect?"

Chongxu said: "I don't know what Brother Lao is talking about, is the current leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Dongfang Bubai, or the former director, I can do it myself?"

Zhao Qiudao: "In the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be defeated is speed. He practiced diligently... for many years, and his skills are profound. Hehe, my evil swordsmanship is far behind him in terms of speed alone. I'll come here Wudang, just want to get a glimpse of the spirit of Taiji swordsmanship, and I don't know if I have combined the three major swordsmanships of the world, can I resist it?"

"It turns out that Brother Lao said earlier that 'there is only one person in this world who is faster than my sword', what he was talking about was Dongfang Bubai." Chongxu thought for a while.

"Exactly."

Chongxu said again: "Brother Lao is here, just now he has compared swords with me three times, but I don't know how many spirits of Taiji swordsmanship he has obtained?"

Zhao Qiu let out a long laugh, held the sword in his left hand, and made a sword formula with his right hand, forming a ring with his hands, and slowly raised them up. With this gesture, he followed the three-ringed moon, the big Kuixing star, the swallow's copying water, left sweeping, right sweeping... ...The performance of each move will come down, so that the 53 "compass", draw a circle with both hands at the same time, and repeat into the fourth form "holding the sword and returning to the original".

This 54-style Taiji swordsmanship was used, and when it was slow, it was like floating clouds in the sky, and when it was fast, it was like a mountain falling waterfall. Even Chongxu, who had been immersed in this sword technique for decades, couldn't help but secretly praised it, and the two Taoists beside him were even more dumbfounded. , I thought: "I have practiced Taiji swordsmanship for twenty years, but it is not as good as what he practiced in one day. I am really ashamed."

The long sword in Zhao Qiu's hands was endless, and he demonstrated it nine times in a row. Each time, the performance was different as his comprehension deepened.After nine times, the long sword still didn't stop, but it didn't have any moves anymore, it just danced randomly in the air just like performing the sword in the past.

For a moment, Chongxu and the two Taoists were bewildered.

I don't know how long it took before Zhao Qiu finally put away the long sword. He was dressed in black and had white hair, and his eyes showed divine light.

"Thank you brother Lao for playing the sword, the poor way has really benefited a lot, and it is brother Lao's contribution to see the way so late." After Chongxu said, he bowed.

Zhao Qiu said: "God's will has been obtained, farewell!" After Zhao Qiu said, he floated out of the Sanqing Palace.