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The cold wind pierced the bones, the wild grass was flying, the bonfire in the main hall was bright and uncertain, Su Qinian stood in front of the door of the Qingyang Palace, looking at Li Qinghe not far away, his eyes were open, and he did not hide it.

"Okay, catch me three times, if you can't catch it, I want the knife score of "Death Knife". ”

Li Qinghe's eyes were burning, it wasn't greed, Su Qinian saw a kind of desire and madness for knives.

Sword idiots and knife idiots, inherited from father to son, are worthy of being blood relatives.

"Good!"

Su Qiannian also responded, he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, no matter how strong Li Qinghe was, he hadn't yet comprehended the eighth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", if he was defeated like this, what would it matter if the "Retirement Knife" was handed over, let alone a first-class superior knife technique such as "Retirement Knife", if there was evil and darkness in his heart, it would be difficult to cultivate at all, and he would not be able to exert his real strength, Su Qiannian was not afraid of falling into the hands of bad people.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Li Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and then took a step, dragging the five-foot long knife in his hand on the ground, and sparks splashed on the bluestone bricks.

His steps were extremely fast, at first only a few feet in one step, and then more than a zhang, three steps later, he took a few feet, the air behind him was distorted, and a sweaty BMW fell to the ground and galloped, and the blood was like smoke and sun, illuminating the earth for several zhang.

What a strong momentum!

Su Qinian seemed to see the stormy waves rushing towards him, and in an instant, the five-foot long knife drew an extremely tricky trajectory, slashing obliquely towards his arm, and the air was like a crack, and it was quietly torn apart under the blade as thin as a cicada's wings.

The miserable white sword light was wrapped in a kind of tragedy, which was the knife technique of killing the enemy that belonged to the frontier battlefield.

It is also a basic knife technique, but it is streamlined to the extreme, aimed at the vital point, but not like the viciousness of an assassin, although it is also ruthless, but it is dignified and iron-clad.

Boom!

Su Qinian took out the knife, the blue iron long knife was like a bolt of lightning, horizontal in front of the thin blade, the blades intersected, but there was no trace of gold and iron resonance, Li Qinghe felt an extremely viscous force from the blade, and all the strength was like a mud cow into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

"Turtle and snake boxing, boxing strength, and the principle of Tai Chi rotation have been integrated into the knife technique. ”

Li Qinghe's eyes were as bright as lightning, his blood was spurting, and his fighting spirit was very strong, and he penetrated Su Qinian's sword technique at a glance.

"Second cut!"

With a loud shout, the long knife set off a violent wind, like a stormy sea, the blade was red, and the qi and blood gathered, but it was condensed into less than half an inch of qi.

Violent storm!

From this knife, Su Qiannian's eyes showed a dignified color, this second knife is no longer the basic knife technique, such a knife artistic conception, some descriptions in Su Qiannian's memory, seem to be very similar to the stormy wave sword that his father relied on to become famous.

Storm slashing knife?

As soon as Su Qinian's mind moved, he understood a little that this Li Qinghe really had an extraordinary talent, turning a sword into a knife, and turning his father's swordsmanship into his own knife, although he only cut the first knife, he could already see that the prototype of this knife technique was not just a third-rate.

Call!

The green iron long knife in Su Qinian's hand turned upside down, the tip of the knife was pointing downward, his body turned, and his whole temperament changed suddenly, as if an ancient turtle had woken up from a long slumber, broke free from the shackles on his body, and crashed into the demon mountain that had suppressed it for many years.

Li Qinghe's pupils contracted suddenly, and Su Qinian's knife tip was pointed downward, pushing it horizontally, turning into the tortoise shell of the divine turtle in his eyes, branding the gossip and the thunder, instantly crowding the entire heaven and earth.

Clang!

With a loud bang, the blades of the two collided, and finally sparked a dazzling spark, a large canopy of sparks burst out, a wisp of strong wind centered on the two people, swept in all directions, the wild grass flew all over the sky, the two of them were in all directions, the bluestone bricks were clean, and the dust was gone.

Kick, Kick!

The next moment, the two of them took ten steps back at the same time, standing six feet apart.

This knife is evenly divided.

"Enter the essence of the gods, your turtle and snake fist, if I am not mistaken, at least six styles have entered the essence of the gods. ”

Li Qinghe's gaze became very serious and solemn, and he was a little amazed, in just over a month, he practiced Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Gong" to such a state, that is, he was ashamed of himself, not to mention the seven-style turtle and snake boxing, many boxing moves involve the principle of Wudang Taiji Yin and Yang.

"And the final cut. Su Qinian said lightly.

"This knife, I also didn't realize it for a long time, I thought that two knives were enough, but now it seems that I underestimated you, and even "The Knife of Retirement" was not forced out, it seems that you still have a foundation to be released, but it is worth the trip. ”

Up to now, Li Qinghe is a sharp speaker, it is about martial arts and swordsmanship, his mind is like electricity, and he is more eloquent than a person who reads poetry and books.

Su Qinian slowly clenched the handle of the knife, because at this time, a suppressed aura rose from Li Qinghe's body, that is, it overflowed from his body, and the spiritual power to grasp the void in all directions was also suppressed.

It's a familiar smell!

Thundered!

Li Qinghe took out the knife, the third knife, his whole temperament became extremely sharp, this knife was split, the air was like thunder, carefully distinguished, but it was like a huge wave on the blue sea, the waves crashed on the shore, deafening.

The miserable white knife light fell, yes, it was smashed, the air was oppressed, and there was a bang.

On the tip of the knife, the blood-colored aura was swallowed, and it could reach half an inch.

The strong wind was blowing on his face, as if a sword was cutting, scraping the bones was painful, and Su Qinian finally affirmed that this was not anything else, but the sharp qi of the knife.

The edge of the sword!

Generally speaking, this is the true meaning of the blade that only everyone can understand and comprehend, and it is a watershed for those who use soldiers.

One step sharp, you can pick up the stars with your hands, otherwise it is a short distance away.

Eyes burst out of an unprecedented light, under such oppression, Su Qinian also gave birth to a vigorous fighting spirit, speaking of the seven-style turtle and snake fist, he took the strength of the method, Tai Chi Yin and Yang principle, but initially into the knife method, has not yet been fully integrated, the previous two knives, also reached the limit.

Airplanes!

The blue iron long knife trembled rapidly, the air vibrate, and fine folds were born, and in an instant, Su Qinian's whole body burst out with qi and blood, and it climbed to the extreme, the skin, tendons, bones, and marrow sounded in unison, if the war drums were beating, even the internal organs and five organs were faintly induced, the heart and lungs were beating, and the breath was long and powerful.

Boom!

Between the lightning, Su Qinian's green iron long knife cut through the air, the knife light was brilliant, like the sun rising into the sky, as if the master of the light in the world, conquering the darkness, purifying the evil, on the tip of the knife, half an inch of red light like smoke and smoke, what stormy waves, stormy winds, were cut off under this scorching knife light, the dark clouds melted like spring and snow, the sun shone on the earth, and everything was full of vitality.

The light of a moment seemed to dispel a lot of the chill in the Qingyang Palace, and the bonfire in the hall rose, the flames were bright, and the dead branches and firewood were burning and crackling.

In front of the Qingyang Palace.

Su Qinian put the knife back into the sheath, looked at Li Qinghe who was ten zhang away, and on the five-foot white iron long knife in his hand, there was blood gurgling and dripping down, but the blade was spotless, not stained with blood, and it was obviously a sharp blade with broken hair.

And at the foot of Li Qinghe, two faint plough marks extended forward for three zhang, which was a place that was shaken back three zhang.

"If you're not at the top, I'm not going to win. ”

Su Qinian spoke: "You can rest for a few days, and then fight again on a later day." ”

Reading the book of sages, knowing the truth, Su Qiannian has a gentleman's bearing, does not want to take advantage, and the gentleman subdues the hearts of the people with openness and light.

Li Qinghe took a deep breath, but shook his head, and his tone became stiff again: "I followed my father to fight on the frontier at the age of ten, and I killed many demons, and the blood and pain are more in line with my sword conception, this injury did not damage my combat strength, I lost." ”

After speaking, he turned around and dragged the knife, and left directly, as if he didn't want to say more to Su Qinian.

Looking at Li Qinghe's slightly stumbling back, Su Qinian frowned at first, then stretched his brows, and after a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

......

The hour is coming, and the morning sun is rising.

The orange sun stretched for a long time, the bonfire in the Qingyang Palace was extinguished, the green smoke curled, Su Qinian opened his eyes, and looked outside the Qingyang Palace, a familiar figure gradually approached. (At noon, I sent it to a watch, I haven't written such a hearty competition for a long time, how a cool word, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.) ）