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Whoa!

At the same time as the fat Taoist priest made a move, Qing Yu also took out his sword, a long sword was cold, and Sen Han's sword light turned into two, pointing at Jiang Qingliu and Huang Qingli at the same time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"One gasification and three clearances!"

Huang Qingli snorted, he didn't expect that this Qingyu Daoist's Wudang basic swordsmanship already had such a fire, and the only sword move that could be used to divide two swords at the same time was the only one that could be divided into two swords at the same time, even compared to him.

"Good time!"

Boom!

A dull, and whining sound sounded, Huang Qingli made a move, and the four-foot-long broad-bladed sword was also divided into two, although the two sword shadows were still a little illusory, but compared to Qingyu Daoist, they were much more condensed.

Bang!

The two swords intersected, and the metal trilled endlessly, fierce as wrought iron, and there were sparks splashing around.

In an instant, the two sides exchanged more than ten moves, compared to the turtle and snake fist of the fat Taoist Qingye and the two, the battle between the two Qingyu was much more tragic.

Wu Chu Li, with Taijiquan sword in the world, one of the sword, looking at the entire Han Dynasty, there are only a handful, and even so many years of evolution, among the three crazy Taoist people in the past dynasties, there are more amazing and brilliant people, intensive study of Wudang sword, so that it to the next level, and even created a performance such as "Zhenwu Seven Intercepted Swords" such a world-class swordsmanship.

Therefore, even if it is only the basic swordsmanship of Wudang, the elaboration and truth of the basic swordsmanship are far from being comparable to the outside world, so before the basic swordsmanship, the word Wudang was added, and even the Wudang basic swordsmanship was spread through some hidden channels, but they did not dare to show it to the public, and it was only used by a few forces for the descendants of the clan or the disciples of the sect to lay the foundation of the swordsmanship.

On the cliffs.

Su Qinian's eyes are radiant, his eyebrows are in the east of the ancestral court, the two stars are connected like two horns, and all the spiritual power of the first weight of "Ecstasy Dafa" is emanated, and he knows it slightly, although it may not even be rough for the blade, but in the subtleties, it can be seen to be sharp, and now write them down one by one, if you practice blade kung fu in the future, you can naturally learn from it.

Under the ancient laurel tree.

Four fiery red horses tore apart layers of time and space to meet, and their qi and blood were like smoke, intertwined in mid-air.

Look carefully, compared with the blood and blood horses of the two Qingyu Taoist priests, the two of them belong to Huang Qingli and have a lot of divine horses, and their posture is bigger, which is walking on the road of transformation of sweat and blood.

Not far away, Jiang Qingliu stood with his hands in his hands, quietly observing, his eyes were indifferent, but if he looked closely, there were wisps of cold light splashing in the depths of his pupils.

It's just a dozen tricks.

Zhao Qinghu and the fat Taoist priest Qingye's arms were glued together, and the two kept pushing, drawing one circle after another, which is the foundation of Wudang Taiji's circle and the principle of yin and yang, which has been reflected in this fourth type of turtle and snake fist.

The wind sits on the water, the feng shui flows, and the yin and yang rotate!

In the eyes of Su Qinian at this moment, Zhao Qinghu's figure seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a feng shui flowing array eye, which made his eyes shine, it is rumored that Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Gong" has been continuously improved by the three crazy Taoists in the past dynasties, although it is only a foundation-building skill, but when it comes to the profound and profound truth, it is not inferior to any top martial arts in this world.

And among them, there must be a generation of three crazy Daoists who are proficient in the formation, and integrate the formation of feng shui yin and yang into the fist method.

Lookers-on see most of the game!

For this fourth-style panfeng sitting on the water, Su Qiannian suddenly had a different kind of understanding, his eyes were warm, his hands moved slightly, although the amplitude was not large, but it set off a breeze, the air flow was silent, and he was confined in a place close by.

Burst!

When his arms intersected and the thirteenth circle was drawn, the fat Taoist priest turned pale in the night, and an invisible force pulled him, his bones creaked, almost shattered, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood anymore, and opened his mouth to spew.

Boom!

In the air above the heads of the two, two fiery red horses wrestled, one of them screamed, and was smashed by life, and the blood and light flew and fell.

The punch is like an undercurrent, the fist is surging, even if the fat Taoist priest blocks with his arms in the early night, because of the situation, he is powerless, he swallows secretly, bang, is beaten out sideways, and hits the ancient laurel tree, there is a clear sound of bone cracking, it is the sound of broken ribs, he spit out a mouthful of dark red blood clot again, it is the internal organs were shaken by the dark energy, and the blood condensed by the serious injury.

couldn't move anymore, only a pair of fierce eyes, red and bloodshot, still staring at Zhao Qinghu.

Bang!

The sword blades slashed, like fire trees and silver flowers, blooming in the air, but every time the sword struck, Daoist Qingyu's face turned pale, and after ten swords, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was also shocked to his internal organs.

"You think that's all my swordsmanship?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Huang Qingli's mouth, and the sword style of the broad-bladed long sword in his hand changed, and the two sword shadows that were originally differentiated instantly condensed in two, and the vague sword shape could already be seen.

"One gas and three clears, I understand it!"

Even Zhao Qinghu and Jiang Qingliu were also attracted by this sword, one gas and three clear is the only move in Wudang's basic swordsmanship, there are three levels, the first layer turns into two sword shadows, the second level has three sword shadows, and the third level has no limit, if the skill is enough, it is not impossible to turn into four sword shadows, five sword shadows, and even thousands of sword shadows.

In the eyes of Zhao Qinghu and the others, Huang Qingli's swordsmanship of the first layer of the three clears has reached the realm of comprehension, and the two sword shadows can be conjured out of the sword shape.

For example, the Taoist priest Qingyu, although it is also the first layer of swordsmanship, dividing the two sword shadows, but the comprehension is much worse, only the realm of integration, the two sword shadows are just vague shadows.

Clang!

A spark burst out, the sword struck, the metal sound shook the eardrums, and the Taoist Qingyu long sword came out of his hand, and then there was a fist that swallowed the dark energy, which was very vicious, and fell on his chest.

Click!

There was a series of sounds of broken muscles and bones, but it was Jiang Qingliu who suddenly made a move, his body flashed, and with a thunderous punch, the undercurrent surged, shaking it out.

Burst!

Spit out three or four mouthfuls of reverse blood in a row, Qing Yu looked at the fat Taoist priest beside him, his vision was a little blurred, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but then the two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

"You're stupid!"

"You're stupid!"

"We're all stupid!"

Jiang Qingliu and the three of them looked at the scene in front of them, and they all showed a bit of mockery, and Zhao Qinghu said coldly: "Why, now I know that I am stupid, but it is too late." ”

"Everything is your own fault, and you don't have to worry about others!"

Huang Qingli put the sword back into the sheath and stood proudly, he showed the swordsmanship of one hand and three clears, and he could see that Jiang Qingliu and the others were a little jealous, and they were quite complacent in their hearts.

"Hahaha, cough! cough!" The fat Taoist priest laughed again in the early night, even though the corners of his mouth continued to spill blood foam, coughing non-stop, laughing tears flowed down, he reluctantly raised one arm, waved his hand at the three of them, and sneered, "Understand a fart! Three dogs! Don't talk to Xia Worm!"

Jiang Qingliu's faces were very ugly, Zhao Qinghu's face was gloomy, his face was wrinkled, he clenched a fist, and walked towards the two, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "I wanted to let you two go, but now I have to knock out your mouths of teeth, so that I can forgive your open-mouthedness, and let you remember, what is called misfortune comes from the mouth!"

Call!

The next moment, Zhao Qinghu jumped forward and came to the fat Taoist priest, and he swung his fists at the same time, about to break the teeth of the two of them.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Jiang Qingliu and Huang Qingli drank at the same time, Zhao Qinghu only felt a flower in front of him, and a somewhat ragged figure appeared in front of the fat Taoist priest.

A strong and powerful hand pressed on his arm, Tai Chi circled, sitting on the water pan wind!

The wind suddenly rose under the ancient laurel tree, but when he sensed it carefully, it was only confined to the place around Zhao Qinghu's body, and the fallen leaves were flying, and in an instant it seemed to turn into a round Taiji diagram.

"Sitting in the water!"

In an instant, Jiang Qingliu and the others, who were not far away and were about to make a move, stopped their bodies at once, and their faces showed horror at the same time, they felt an invisible field, enveloping Zhao Qinghu, making them feel a great crisis in their darkness. (Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection, ask for a collection, laal!)