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    Watching someone fight a sword is like watching someone play chess. What an outsider sees is the excitement of the comings and goings, but what an expert sees is the path of advancement and retreat, the aura, and the momentum.  It's just that when an expert watches an expert play chess, he or she will often feel overwhelmed by the skill and can't help but want to show off. At this moment, Yu He's fingers were trembling, and he almost wanted to step forward to invite a fight.  The figure of the man in white remained motionless. He just stood proudly on the bluestone city wall with his sword in hand, his eyes shining with cold light.  And a dozen Huashan monks were fighting in front of the city wall, constantly evolving the Nine Palaces formation, and the long swords in their palms were moving without moving.  ????????????????????????????????????¡­  The undercurrent of True Gang Yuanqi, the invisible sharp sword intent, and two indescribable "powers" were fighting fiercely in the void within a few feet.  If a fallen leaf happened to fly between the man in white and the Huashan cultivators, it would probably be twisted into fine dust by the sword intent of both sides within a breath.  Among sword fights, the most dangerous thing is this kind of "power" fight. Such a fight is not only invisible and traceless, but also changes rapidly and is very mentally draining.  The comparison between the sword intent and sword power of the two sides is all about the depth of each other's kendo character. In the confrontation, as long as the sword intent and sword power of one side is slightly weaker and is controlled by the opponent, he will draw his sword and strike again.  Judgment of life and death.  It's nothing like the imperial sword that can use fancy techniques to win unexpectedly when striking back and forth.  Yu He achieved enlightenment with his sword. Although he is better at fighting with others using swords, he also has considerable experience in this kind of quiet "power" fighting.  After all, the ancient swordsmanship taught by Master Luo Xiu borrows the method of frightening the enemy with internal evil and integrates weapon fighting and force fighting. Compared with the state where the man in white and the Huashan cultivators can only use the sword to make postures, it is even more important.  A lot more advanced.  This man in white clothes claims to be a visitor from Tianshan Mountain. Judging from his sword spirit and sword power, he seems to have obtained the true inheritance of Tuoji Island in the East China Sea.  The soles of his feet were rooted, standing motionless like a jade sculpture, and the three-foot-three-inch spiritual sword was hidden in a pure white scabbard. Its sharpness was unpredictable. The powerful sword intent coming out of the scabbard seemed to be hovering in the high sky.  Like hawks and venomous snakes hiding in the cracks of rocks, they are always looking for weaknesses in their opponents, trying to win with one blow.  This kind of swordsmanship that hides the edge in the sheath has a long history.  In ancient times, there were many fierce warriors in the land of Yanyun in Liaodong. They often carried sharp blades among cloth, bamboo and wood to hide their murderous intentions. When fighting, they did not show their weapons to others first, but watched the changes until they saw the enemy's flaw, and then suddenly showed off their white blades.  It is the way of an assassin to strike first, strike with a thunderous blow, and immediately retreat with success.  As the heroic deeds of some fierce warriors and assassins spread widely, this common attack and killing technique has gradually been repeatedly studied by people in the martial arts world, and then carried forward.  It is said that there are overseas Japanese warriors who practice it, and a sword school has even evolved from it, called Iaido.  And this kind of ordinary swordsmanship that strives to "wound people out of the sheath and hide when it sees blood" also goes hand in hand with the swordsmanship directly transmitted from Sanxian Island in the East China Sea, which has simple and sharp moves. Later, it was carefully deduced by the swordsmen of the past dynasties on Tuoji Island.  The unique "Little Wuxiang Immortal Swordsmanship" was derived.  This little Wuxiangxian swordsmanship is an original copy of the assassination and fighting skills of the Yanyun land in Liaodong, supplemented by the fierce and powerful Taoist authentic Gangqi. It does not stick to moves, but it not only has the power of reading swords, but also pays attention to offense and defense.  The Qi suddenly changes between the ups and downs. When the sword is not moving, it is Yuan Ting Yue Zhi. When the sword is drawn, it is bold and sharp. Therefore, the male monks in Liaodong will practice one or two, which can protect themselves and slay demons, and can also train their mind.  "Xiao Wuxiangxian Swordsmanship Finals" made it clear: When a warrior has a murderous intention and the sword is in the sheath, it makes the opponent most unpredictable. Once it is taken out of the sheath, it becomes a fixed situation, either to defeat the enemy or to be defeated by the enemy.  Therefore, to practice this immortal swordsmanship, one must cultivate a sword intention that is as immovable as a mountain and can cause the heavens and the earth to fall apart if it moves.  A beginner swordsman should stand on a rock facing the wind and practice silent skills for five years, and then continue to draw and retract the sword, and hit the water for five years, until the strong winds and waves cannot shake his body and mind.  Tao, only then can you achieve the state of small success.  It's just that the murderous intent of this little Wuxiangxian's swordsmanship is too strong. After the small success, I don't know how many life and death battles it will take to reach the great success.  Looking at the sword intent shown by the man in white at this time, he has at least half a century of experience in the swordsmanship of Xiao Wuxiangxian, supplemented by the true energy of the Demon Sect's Gangsha. With the sword in hand, he is actually ready for a mountain rain.  The wind fills the building.  ??Looking at the Xiyue Huashan Immortal Sect cultivators arrayed under the bluestone city wall, they worked together to resist the momentum of the little Wuxiang Immortal's swordsmanship, but they were not far behind.  In fact, when it comes to the cultivation of sword intention and sword power, even the leader Fan Yinqi is slightly inferior to the man in white. The most wonderful thing is that the Nine Palaces of Demon Fighting Sword Formation of Huashan Immortal Sect can be said to be wonderful when it is in operation.  He combined the swordsmanship and aura of more than a dozen Huashan disciples into one, and they were evenly matched with the man in white.  "Compared with the serious and solemn expression of the man in white, Fan Yinqi and others have a long aura, solid and rigorous footwork, and they also show a sense of ease.  The Taoism of Xiyue Huashan Immortal Sect is the essence of Quanzhen and Taiping.  Among them, Quanzhen Taoism?Inner elixir method and various formation methods are the most important. It pays attention to the continuous flow of the true energy of the golden elixir, and then gathers the power of everyone through the formation method. Not only will it last longer and become stronger, but the more subtle the formation becomes, the more incredible it can be.  Yes, it is true that the more you fight, the stronger you become.  The Tao of Taiping is more important than the magical powers of Yin, Yang and Five Elements. It can attack well and defend well, and can be used both ways. When the two complement each other, they are extremely conducive to long-term fighting.  Seeing Fan Yinqi guarding the middle palace and commanding the palace, Xunli, Kun, Zhen, Genkan and Gan, the eight palaces alternated in turns, and more than a dozen Huashan monks danced with swords, their momentum was as strong as the mountains.  The Nine Palace Demon Fighting Formation was on the defensive and was impregnable. Even if some Huashan monks among them were a little less advanced, they were frightened by the murderous aura of the man in white and exposed some flaws. However, before the man in white could draw his sword to attack the formation, the formation in front of him was already in ruins.  As time goes by, the stars change, the position of the Nine Palaces changes, and the slightest flaw disappears.  In this way, the man in white saw the flaws in the Nine Palace Demon Fighting Sword Formation again and again. But just when he wanted to use his sword to defeat the enemy, he saw the formation suddenly change, and the door of life and death was reversed in the blink of an eye, making him unable to start.  After forcibly suppressing the rising murderous intention several times, the man in white gradually became angry and blood boiling, his heart was secretly angry, and he could no longer calm down.  Yu He'er heard that his breathing became thicker and the corners of his clothes and sleeves trembled slightly. He knew that the killing blow of Xiao Wuxiang Immortal Swordsmanship had been held in for too long.  Within ten breaths, no matter whether the man in white can find a flaw or not, he must draw the sword out of its sheath, otherwise the sword will be dusted and the Taoist will be knocked down.  Based on the current situation of the Nine Palaces Demon Fighting Formation, the man in white would definitely not get any benefits if he forced his sword out. It seemed that in this battle, he had no chance to take action.  Yu He wanted to try whether he could take the killing move of Xiao Wuxiangxian's swordsmanship, but he could not get rid of Ning Qingling and rushed to the front of the Huashan group of cultivators to catch the sword of the man in white.  After all, such behavior is too reckless and absurd.  After waiting for another five breaths, Ning Qingling also knew that the Huashan group of cultivators had the upper hand when she saw fine sweat dripping from the forehead of the man in white.  She shook Yu He's arm, with a smile on her face that showed success.  But just when Yu He sighed and laughed at his junior sister, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and his face changed drastically. He turned his arms around and hugged Ning Qingling's slender waist. He stepped back a few steps and moved away more than ten feet.  .  I saw several lines of black smoke rising from the ground, turning in the air and turning into seven Demon Sect monks no more than four feet tall, wrapped in linen clothes and with leather straps around their heads.  The faces of these seven people were very similar. When Yu He saw their figures clearly, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he thought to himself: "Why are these seven demons showing up? It's a bit tricky." It turns out that this sudden incident  The seven demon sect monks who came out to disrupt the situation were the same seven friends of Yinfeng Cave who rushed to Luoyankou Xiongguan to help Wei Xingge with Grandma Dixin and Qingtu Sanren.  Although Yu He had no dealings with them, he still saw each other during the bloody battle in the desert between the two Taoist demon sects in the northwest and the Hu Yi foreigners.  Although the Seven Friends of Yinfeng Cave did not make much achievements in the fight against the Huyi strangers, Yu He knew that most of these seven old demons were masters of the demon sect who had returned to the realm of elixir perfection.  And the person who was able to escape unharmed from that vast massacre would certainly not be an ordinary person.  How could such a master come so far to wade through the muddy waters at Wuli Pass if he was not guarding the dark clouds of demonic fire that shrouded Chaoyang Peak?  The Seven Friends of Yinfeng Cave did not recognize Yu He immediately.  Firstly, Yu He did not do anything eye-catching in the last Hu-Han war; secondly, in the past few decades, Yu He's appearance and clothing have changed a lot from when he was in the northwest.  You can't recognize them at first sight.  "Brothers, please use your hands and feet quickly to close the net and eat fish!" I heard the seven of them shouting, and they all raised their hands to fish it out from the ground. Amidst the smoke and dust, mud and rocks were flying, and there was a piece of dark filament braided  The big net broke out of the ground, and all of a dozen Huashan monks were caught in the net.  Fan Yinqi and others did not expect that in the Wuli Pass of Taihua Cave, which was densely covered with killing arrays, the demon sect monks would actually lay a net.  Moreover, the black silk mesh magic weapon of the Seven Demons of Yinfeng Cave is made of unknown heaven and earth spiritual materials.  As soon as the criss-crossing black network cables touched the body of the Huashan cultivators, they immediately felt that their muscles and bones were stiff and cold, and their energy and blood were stagnant. It was as if they had been blown through the bones of their bodies by the ten thousand-year cold evil wind in the Western Extreme Light Realm, and the true Yang Qi disappeared.  Scattered cleanly.  The seven friends of Yinfeng Cave laughed strangely. They performed the secret formula at the same time, and the black silk mesh bag tightened instantly, tying up the dozen Huashan monks inside like rice dumplings.  Among them, Fan Yinqi and several other masters of the seventh and eighth levels of Huandan were still able to twist and struggle with the power of the life-saving golden talisman. The rest of the Huashan disciples had passed out long ago. All of them had pale faces, purple lips, and knots on their beards and hair.  Yinshuang's body was as stiff and cold as a popsicle.  At this time, the man in white's sword power was already at full strength. He had to shoot the arrow with the arrow on the string. He saw the seven friends of Yinfeng Cave stab him, and the cold and proud swordsman was itching with hatred.  Hearing a "choking" sound, the sword roared, and the man in white on the bluestone wall finally moved.  I saw him putting his upper body forwardLean forward, step out with your right foot into a lunge, hold the scabbard of the sword in your left hand and sink it to your hip, wave your right hand outwards at the waist as fast as lightning, and a bright silver light like a star comes out of the sheath, turning into ten  An arc of sword light that was more than ten feet long shrouded all the cultivators of Huashan and the seven friends of Yinfeng Cave in the black silk net pocket under this fierce and unparalleled sword.  Seeing the man in white draw his sword with hatred, he seemed to want to kill all the Huashan cultivators and the Seven Friends of Yinfeng Cave.  But the seven old devils could move and dodge, but the dozen or so Huashan disciples caught in the trap would definitely be cut in half by this sword.  In desperation, Yu He tried his best to break away from Ning Qingling.  He leaned forward, moved his sword out, and the pine-patterned copper sheath sword in his palm turned into a thunder that cracked the sky and went straight towards the sword light of the man in white.  The "Qiang" sound of gold and iron is shocking.  The entire bluestone city wall shook three times. Under the strange light, countless cracks appeared on the blue bricks and stones.  If it weren't for the blessing of the talisman formation, otherwise the last bluestone wall of Wuli Pass would be turned into powder under the sword attack from both sides.  It's a pity that most of the Taihua formations on the city wall are now messy and broken, with only a few three or five spiritual talismans flickering on and off.  Yu He blocked his body in front of the black silk mesh bag. He reached out and took the three-foot long sword made of ordinary gold essence back into his palm. He glanced up and saw that the three-foot sword's edge was now only half a foot long.  A small section of the sword, the aura on the sword was gone.  The man in white also landed at the foot of the city wall. He retracted his spiritual sword as soon as it came out. At this moment, he still had the cold and arrogant look of standing with the sword in his arms. His eyes were staring directly at Yu He, as if he was scrutinizing a rare item.  Jane.  "Hey, how could it be this kid?" Someone among the seven friends of Yinfeng Cave screamed strangely, seeming to recognize Yu He.  They had strange expressions on their faces. You looked at me, I looked at you, and they muttered a few words through the sound transmission of their spiritual thoughts. Suddenly, the seven of them turned around at the same time, and turned into black smoke and dispersed, including the strange black  The silk-mesh magic weapon was also removed by the practice.  "Poof!" More than a dozen Huashan monks rolled to the ground.  Yu He was also a little confused. He had no relationship with the Seven Friends of Yinfeng Cave. How could he spit out the fat in his mouth as soon as he met him?  Could it be that for the sake of Master Wei Xingge and Master Luo Xiu, they gave him a favor?  "This is not your sword!" Before Yu He could think about it, the man in white clothes across from him spoke in a cold tone.  When Yu He heard this, he knew that the man in white was mocking the poor material of the broken sword in Yu He's hand.  Yu He smiled, weighed the half-foot broken sword in his palm and said: "The sword can enter the samadhi, and it can hurt people by picking leaves and flying flowers. The breeze and drizzle are all divine weapons. Why should we be limited to weapons? Do fellow Taoists don't understand?" "Fa Luo"  Everyone boasts that Cai is going to learn the Samadhi of your sword!" The man in white glared, a cold light appeared in his eyes. The other person did not move but the sword force suddenly rose, and the energy of heaven and earth in the void held his sword.  The intention turned into a billion sharp blades and forced it towards Yu He.  Yu He rolled his eyelids and said with a nonchalant smile: "My fellow Taoist, why do you have to repeat the same tricks? Are you thinking that you can swing a stronger sword than just now? If you want to see Pindao's sword, if you don't show some real  If you have the ability, you have to keep your life here." After hearing this, the man in white's face changed suddenly, and his energy became completely different from before.
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