When Chang Sihao heard this, he remembered that Zheng Mengzhu and Jing Wenzhong had fought a while ago, and they were hit by a palm, breaking a rib, and maybe there was an internal injury [Xian Mo: This internal injury is not prepared for the meeting with the Lord of the Changsun Pavilion, it is really prepared for today, the text dragon and snake are intertwined,], it seems that there is no obstacle when he acted just now, and someone can actually see it, it is really not simple,

Looking sideways, the voice was not from Tong Zhiyi, above the hall, only he was the oldest, who else could there be,

Liao Guangcheng was very familiar with this voice, and looked under the huge word "clear light and courage", only to see that the old man slowly opened his eyes, and there was a touch of brightness in the room.

"Old Swordsman Xu,"

The swords rejoiced, and they rushed forward,

At this moment, a water blue stabbed straight towards Liao Guangcheng,

"Warbler resentful,"

Liao Guangcheng's expression changed sharply, knowing that when he heard Old Swordsman Xu speak just now, his mind wandered, giving others a chance to take advantage of, and the three-foot Longquan Sword in his hand was almost unconsciously swung towards the blue light grid,

The blue light was like water, pervasive, and under that grid, the ground was bent, and the tip of the sword hit his neck and throat.

Chang Sihao was overjoyed to strengthen the sword, and rushed forward, all the swords did not expect to be able to be hit by him, they were surprised and delighted, and before they could scream, they saw that the center of the warbler's resentful blue sword body suddenly drummed, and a huge arc rose, and the tip of the sword against Liao Guangcheng's throat was no longer a thorn, but became a press,

Only then did Zhu Jian see if it was Liao Gushi who was holding the sword, and his heart suddenly cooled: "He won't make a soft sword,"

Chang Sihao saw that the sword body was drumming, and vaguely saw a sneer floating at the corner of Liao Guangcheng's mouth, his face tilted to the side to give way to the tip of the sword, and his body was up, knowing that this must be to get up, he hurriedly braked and retreated, trying his best to lean back, only to hear the sound of the wind, and the tip of his boot brushed against his cheeks.

Liao Guangcheng was slightly surprised by this kick sweep, and when his body swirled, Longquan arced and slashed his left knee.

Chang Sihao leaned back, it was this knee support, it was too late to avoid it, just about to make the "ghost step fall", suddenly heard the old swordsman Xu shouting: "Put down,"

This sound came abruptly, others couldn't understand it, but at that moment, Chang Sihao understood, his whole body was loose, he withdrew his strength and let his body fall, and with a bang, the tip of Longquan's sword broke through,

,, If you avoid it with a ghost step, your knees must still have support, although the difference is only a millimeter, this leg is undoubtedly useless,

His back just touched the ground, and before he had time to be afraid, he saw Longquan erected, straight to his front chest, and hurriedly shook his hand, the warbler sword rolled and was wrapped around Longquan, Liao Guangcheng pulled up, hit out with his left palm, and went straight to his chest, Chang Sihao held the handle of the warbler sword and was pulled up by him, seeing this palm hit, he suddenly thought of "putting it down", his hand was loosened, and the ghost step fell backwards, and he avoided this blow,

The two of them only made three moves and two moves, but Chang Sihao felt that he had walked by the ghost gate, turned around and stood still, and the corners of his forehead were already sweating.

I saw Liao Guangcheng shake his hand on the spot, spread the warbler resentment on the Longquan sword, stretched his arms and copied it, held it in his hand, and danced the sword flower with his waist, but when he saw the three-foot Longquan cold light and rain, the seven-foot warbler resented his body like a dragon, and in an instant, he seemed to have a thousand moves, it was really thrilling, and it was extremely dazzling.

In an instant, the sword flower dance was over, Liao Guangcheng's body was certain, Longquan pointed to the sky, the warbler resented the ground, the eyebrows were raised, and he was proud of the gods.

looked around and said with a smile: "Good sword, good sword, Liao is seventeen years old with this sword rampant in the world, invincible [Xian Mo: Since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers, the most thoughtful and creative in their teens, and now they are enclosing their children in school to study, which is the most inhumane and unscientific thing, and the book must be learned on demand. , I didn't expect that after so many years, I still be so handy, "[Xianmo: Men are still middle-aged, compared to Xiaoshi, Xiaochang and others, it is really far from enough]

When the swords saw this scene, they each took a breath, and it was extremely difficult to deal with the dragon spring in his hand, and now that the two swords are combined, who can beat him,

At this time, Xu Laojian stretched out his tongue like an outsider, licked the blood stains hanging on the white beard at the corner of his lips, closed his eyes and touched the taste, showed a lonely smile, and said: "This own blood, I haven't tasted it for many years, but it's a pity that I slept and let it dry and let it cool, Guangcheng, come, slap it again, let the old man spit out some hot taste,"

Zhu Jian couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, Jiang Shiyou said: "Liao Guangcheng rebelled against the alliance and killed many people, at this moment, old swordsman, don't joke,"

Old Swordsman Xu raised a white eyebrow and asked, "Is it, then why don't you stop him?"

Jiang Shiyou said with a bitter face: "Old swordsman, even you and the Eight Great Swords are either dead or injured, among us, who is his opponent,"

Old Swordsman Xu said with a smile: "Hey, if he didn't give me the medicine first, how could he win so easily, Guangcheng, the medicine you use is 'Qin Huai Nuan Drunk', alas, studying kendo every day makes me tired, and I can sleep for a while with this medicine, and I am really a hundred times more energetic,"

Liao Guangcheng said: "Old swordsman Xu, although Liao Gushi broke the door and attacked, so that I was disturbed [Xianmo: The small stone was originally here to save people, but he died tragically under the sword, and the traitor was the one who saved the alliance, but unfortunately a lonely stone was too lonely, knocking on the door, how could there be an echo,], but the palm that hit you did really break your heart, and now you are at the end of the crossbow, or don't hold it in front of everyone,"

Old Swordsman Xu nodded: "Yes, I'm already a dead man, I can't take care of your business," he said, lowering his eyebrows,

When Zhu Jian's face changed when he heard this, he called out one after another: "Old swordsman, how are you, old swordsman,"

Old Swordsman Xu was called impatient, waved his hand to scatter the swords, looked at them with white eyebrows up and down, and said: "Death is not quiet, at this moment, do you still want me to make a move to support the situation for you?"

The swords looked at each other, although they didn't say it, but in their hearts, they really regarded Old Swordsman Xu as their last hope.

Xu Lao swordsman said: "Guangcheng can be a lot of things, but you are also candidates in the Sword Cultivation Hall, and none of the top characters in the alliance are men, and none of them have the courage to make this move," Gao Yang twisted his head from the crowd, his short beard halberd Zhang, and shouted: "What the old swordsman said is that the enemy has no courage to move forward, and he is empty-eyed, let's go together, and I am afraid that I will not be able to defeat him," The swordsmen glanced at each other after hearing this, turned around with their swords, and looked at Liao Guangcheng angrily with resolute faces,

Old Swordsman Xu glanced at it and sighed: "Alas, with you people, it really can't be done,"

Zhu Jian was greatly deflated when he heard this, and saw Xu Lao Swordsman say: " Fighting against the sword, to put it bluntly, is in the use and conversion of time and space, to obtain an effective blow, group warfare is to bring this use of conversion to a high-speed extreme, you seem to be a lot of people, but the opponent is only him, swing the sword, can rush up to effectively attack, but only three or five people, more than one will not hinder each other's hands and feet, easy to self-injury, and the warbler resentment sword is seven feet long, so that the attack distance is extremely far, then you can get close, I am afraid that it is only one or two people, no matter how much it is, it is only on the periphery, and you can't reach out, what is the benefit, alas, you are also the elite in the league, a young man is still so unmotivated, what hope is there in the future, ”

The swords listened to it all with convince, and they were dejected for a while,

In the gloomy mist, the old swordsman Xu looked to the side and called: "That dead child [Xianmo: Calling it wonderful, the old man on the street is used to it,], you come here,"

Everywhere he looked, there was only one person alone, and it was Chang Sihao who was standing.

All the swords were stunned, and they had never seen Xu Lao Swordsman call people to use such a name,

Chang Sihao heard the word "dead child" in his ears, but immediately noticed the strangeness of his body: although his forehead was sweating at this moment, he had no feeling of heart beating, and hurriedly reached out to touch it, and his nostrils were not breathing, his eyes were all the time, and he understood that when he and Dongfang Dajian started just now, every move was life and death, due to excessive tension, his breathing and heartbeat had been stagnant, but at this moment, it had been slowed down for a long time, how could he not recover,

I didn't notice it when I didn't know it, I understood it in my heart, my body suddenly felt out of strength, my spirit was a little trance, and I couldn't help but think of Miaofeng's words of the "living dead", could it be that what this half-crazy Taoist aunt said was true, [Xianmo: The truth must have a response, no fulfillment is not a truth, learning traditional culture, literature is still poor, especially learning Buddhism, cultivation, medical treatment, etc., it is often easy to be deceived, just look at whether what he says can be experienced in the body, you will know the truth and falsehood,]

Old Xu swordsman said: "Let you put it down, have you let it go?"

Chang Sihao's soul seems to be in the void, dazed in a trance, not knowing how to answer,

Old swordsman Xu said: "You are already a dead man, what else can't you let go,"

A mantra entered his ears, Chang Sihao's eyes were relaxed, his heart was open, his body was as calm as water, and he no longer felt that his heartbeat was abnormal without breathing.

Xu Lao swordsman said happily: "You can become a Buddha by reducing things, you can get free with peace of mind, let go for the harvest, how many great virtues and sages, with a lifetime of work, cultivate the power of the Nine Dragons and Ten Elephants, in order to let go, but letting go is not the same as giving up [Xianmo: suicide thinks that the one who is liberated, it is to give up], the clouds and smoke must be overlooked, the clouds and smoke are left in the eyes, and the eyes must be found first, and the hands must be found and put down, [Xianmo: If laundry is also, dirty clothes into the water, just like the heart in the red dust] Lao Tzu said: 'My great trouble is that I have a body', if I don't have a body, how can I come to a big disaster [ Xian Mo: A word to ask the dead Lao Tzu,], I have no body, what is the place to exist, the ancestor said: 'I have the right Dharma eye to hide, Nirvana Dharma, reality has no appearance, subtle Dharma, do not set up words, do not pass on outside the teaching, 'try to ask the world without me, the Dharma is hidden [Xianmo: A word to ask the death of Shazun,], the world has no body, how to enter the Dharma, so the swordsman Teyun: 'Take the body as the sword, I am the sword body, take the sword as the body, I am the sword soul, I am in the sword, there is no self, and I do not exist,' attribute everything to me [Xianmo: I am in the White Pagoda Temple with the Koike Master "The human body is the false union of the five aggregates" On the contrary, it is the sword master who does not want to be quiet, does not want to be silent, and the two doors of Buddhism are very different, in the eyes of Buddhism, it must be "self-grasping", but I don't know the world's affairs, it is all a dispute of terms, what is the benefit of arguing, it is better to live with a heart, there is really no self in the world, how can I talk about selflessness, it can be seen that I am the foundation of the world, and those who say that there is no self are staring and talking nonsense,], today try to ask you, who is 'I'?"

Chang Sihao said: "'I' is me,"

Xu Lao swordsman said: "Yes, I am you, you are me," his hand slapped on his waist, and the sword roared between the treasure sheaths, and the white light rose sharply, shooting straight towards Chang Sihao,

Liao Guangcheng is also a martial arts idiot, listening to the two of them, he was also understanding the edge, and suddenly saw the sword light shoot out, knowing that it was the sword god "Ten Miles of Time" that the old swordsman Xu had worn for many years.

Chang Sihao looked at this sword approaching suddenly, and then went away, and immediately thought of "putting down", he had to "find" first, and when he stepped down, the ghost step shot out, and in an instant he already held the hilt of the sword of "ten miles of time",

"Looking for death,"

Liao Guangcheng threw his left hand back, and his right hand Longquan stood out, stabbing Chang Sihao's throat,

When the five fingers held the hilt of the sword, Chang Sihao immediately "put down", his body and mind suddenly relaxed, but the decline and the overall speed of advance accelerated sharply, seeing that the Longquan sword stabbed straight in, he did not dodge, and the tip of the sword actually floated paste.

You can use force to jump upward, but if you are strong, you can go high, and if you fall downward, you want to speed up, but it is not so easy.

Even if it is a "ghost step fall" with an imbalance as the core, it is necessary to keep the body in a state of falling forward, so that it can be like an arrow.

However, after all, the human body has limbs, and if it does not disperse, it must be forced.

What he got from "letting go" was complete liberation, which made Chang Sihao feel like water in an instant.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the intention of the old man Baofu to bow to the Yellow River by himself, [Xianmo: Now there is a river in my heart, and my body is like a passing water, I am a river, and I don't need to see the river]

"Letting go is not the same as giving up", in the high speed, his fingertips moved slightly, and he had a real sense of the hilt of the sword, and at the same time understood that the sword of Zheng Mengzhu was given up and chose to give up.

Give up yourself, how can you win,

For a moment, the sky was clear in his ears, and he couldn't hear his own breathing, but Liao Guangcheng's heartbeat was as dense as a drum,

The "Ten Miles of Time" in his hand was deviated by the warbler's resentment, and he had already slipped through the space under Liao Guangcheng's left armpit, and his body was crashing into the opponent's chest at a very high speed under the triple action of tension, inertia, and momentum.

At the moment before the two of them fit, the corners of Liao Guangcheng's mouth hooked up with a sneer, and his spine shook.