In this month, he has already worked hard to improve his swordsmanship again, and completely integrated the insights he gained from Dugu Xia Qing into it.
Sword skills have improved enormously.
In particular, the combination of spirit and swordsmanship can be said to truly achieve the unity of man and sword, and can be manipulated freely.
It is also a sword, but the sword at this time is completely different from the previous sword, and the air gives it a trace of soul and a trace of life.
It seems that what he is holding is not a dead object, but a living creature, a horse, or a snow mountain sculpture.
It will correct some subtle movements by itself.
"Look at the sword!" Dugu Xia Qing suddenly made a sword strike.
A clear light poured over, instantly covering Fakong.
The bright long sword in Fakong's hand suddenly jumped up and pecked like a white crane.
With a crisp "ding", the clear light disappeared, revealing Dugu Xiaqing's long sword.
The long sword in Fakong's hand looks like a tiger or a goshawk, but in fact it looks more like a cat, and the long sword on the opposite side looks like a mouse.
The cat will never allow the mouse to turn the sky, and if it sees it making a fuss or approaching, it will slap it back with a slap.
"Ding¡¡"
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Groups of clear lights appeared and were scattered again and again.
Dugu Xia Qing's snow-white face turned red, and her originally clear eyes became brighter and burning.
She was inspired to fight and anger.
Originally thought that his swordsmanship was peerless and rare in the world. Even though the monk Fakong had great swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of King Kong Temple didn't seem to be very famous.
His own cultivation base is not as good as his, so he should have the advantage in swordsmanship, and if he can erase the disadvantage of cultivation base through swordsmanship, he should be evenly matched.
As a result, every sword was interrupted.
He seemed to be able to see through the changes in his sword's posture, and when he hit when the sword's posture was about to change, it was like a snake hitting seven inches.
From the power contained in the sword, he knew that he had lowered his cultivation to the same level as himself.
This is purely relying on swordsmanship to compete with myself, how could I still lose?
That's too embarrassing.
The Dugu family is a family of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship is famous all over the world. Do you want to disgrace the Dugu family?
Fakong smiled and said: "My swordsmanship is not passed down by our temple. I have an adventure, and I have integrated the essence of hundreds of schools, and even the essence of your swordsmanship, Lonely Girl."
"Come again!" Dugu Xia Qing pursed her lips tightly, and said two words from between her teeth.
Li Er grinned, feeling that Fakong was too much.
At least wait for someone to fully use the swordsmanship before interrupting, it is really suffocating to interrupt so abruptly.
Dugu Xia Qing was plain-looking, if it wasn't for the sword dance, if it wasn't for this Tsinghua temperament, she wouldn't be eye-catching.
At this time, her eyes were shining, and she stared at Fakong seriously and stubbornly. The clear long sword turned into a ball of clear light again, one ball, two balls, three balls a total of nine balls of clear light shrouded Fakong.
She was able to fight with great fighting spirit, and pushed her swordsmanship to the extreme, determined to break through Fakong's defense.
Fakong jumped up with the long sword in his hand, and jumped out, like a cat catching a mouse, no matter how cunning and changeable the mouse was, it still jumped at one fell swoop.
"Ding" The nine groups of clear light all scattered.
Dugu Xia Qing stepped back quickly, the sword body trembled, the clear light became brighter and brighter, and finally the sword body could not be seen clearly.
"Be careful!" Dugu Xia Qing solemnly shouted, dodged to the front, stabbed out with a flat sword, and the skyrocketing light suddenly converged into a single sword.
Fakong swung his sword again.
?The two swords stopped when they were two inches apart. They were hindered by an invisible force and could not collide. It was a confrontation between spirit and spirit.
The clothes of Fakong and Dugu Xiaqing were shaking.
Dugu Xia Qing's hair fluttered.
Li Er was like a leaf swept by a strong wind, flew out of the small pavilion, spun several times in the air, and fell into the lake with a dizzy "bang", splashing water everywhere.
It looks like a leaf when it is in the air, but it is like a stone when it falls into the water.
The body of Fakong's sword trembled slightly and became brighter and brighter. The tip of Dugu Xia Qing's sword suddenly turned into an apricot flower, swallowing the tip of Fakong's sword, and then the tip of the sword pierced his wrist.
This sword is mysterious and unfathomable, it seems real and illusion, even Fakong failed to see through it, and was succeeded by him.
He wanted to retreat, but there was an invisible force pulling the sword forward, and he wanted to retreat but couldn't.
He twisted his wrist and let go
"Om!" The blade rotated at a high speed, as if cutting off countless thin threads pulling forward, and at the same timebsp; They were discussing, and their eyes fell on Li Er.
Li Er stared straight at the two people who were fighting fiercely, and did not move his eyes even though he was dizzy. This was a rare opportunity.
He heard their discussion, but secretly complained.
Could it be said that this is the Dagan Fakong monk?
A big-time master comes to challenge, isn't it a mess?
Originally, it was just a discussion and exchange, but it turned into a battle of victory and defeat.
So he closed his mouth tightly, didn't say a word, pretended not to hear, and concentrated on his sword skills.
"Chi Chi!" The two stabbed each other's shoulders at the same time, and took a step back.
Fakong returned the sword into his sleeve, his shoulder hurt slightly, but he was not injured: "Come here first, let me go back and think about it."
"Okay." Dugu Xia Qing smiled happily.
Only her clothes were torn on her shoulders, which did not touch her skin.
It was the first time for her to display her swordsmanship so vividly since she became a great master of swordsmanship.
Moreover, the swordsmanship has greatly improved in the process of this sparring.
This feeling is too wonderful.
Fakong also feels that he has benefited a lot, and his swordsmanship has greatly improved. Compared with pondering alone in the Kalachakra Pagoda, it is far better to learn from Dugu Xiaqing.
Moreover, Dugu Xia Qing's swordsmanship talent is outstanding, during the sparring, he is improving every moment, absorbing the essence of his own swordsmanship.
And so did he.
The two are evenly matched in terms of swordsmanship, and it is difficult to distinguish Xuan Jin.
"Then I will take my leave first and come back another day."
"Okay, then we will send it off soon."
She beckoned, and the boat floated over lightly.
Fa Kong and Li Er jumped on the boat, and under the eyes of everyone, under the reflection of a bright moon, they disappeared into the lake and sky.
"Sister Qing, who the hell is this person?"
"Yes, yes, who is it?"
"You don't need to know who it is, as long as you know his sword skills are good, what time is it, hurry up and go to bed!"
Her clear eyes flashed, and everyone dispersed immediately, holding back their curiosity and discussing.
Dugu Xiaqing ignored their discussions, stood in the kiosk by the island, closed her eyes and began to replay the previous scene, every move and style was clearly visible.
Fakong has the ability to never forget, and so does Dugu Xiaqing. The genius remembers the address of this site in a second.