There was a cold wind blowing, and it was already freezing cold in the depths of winter. This ice pool was the coldest place in the entire Chaowu Ridge Mountains. Above the ice, there was a strong cold air.
Lu Shanghe's mood at this moment was even colder than the deep winter. Seeing Qi Ning's sword stabbing at an angle again, he raised his sword to block it, but before the two swords touched each other, Qi Ning's long sword made a half circle and was already pressing down on Lu Shanghe's body. Stabbing from the bottom up under the sword seems simple, but the danger of this sword is really frightening.
Others don't know how mysterious and powerful this swordsmanship is, but Lu Shanghe has devoted most of his energy to this swordsmanship in recent years, apart from his boxing and kicking skills.
After practicing swordsmanship for many years, Lu Shanghe has a deep understanding of the artistic conception of swordsmanship. In the past two years, he has made rapid progress in swordsmanship, and he has always concealed his swordsmanship and only regarded this set of swords as his own. Swordsmanship is the last trump card. At the Qingmu Conference, it was with this set of swordsmanship that outsiders had never known that he caught Xuanwu off guard.
He knew that Qining's swordsmanship was powerful, but he never expected that it would be much more terrifying than he expected.
The most terrifying thing is that Lu Shanghe clearly felt the same sword intent as his own swordsmanship from Qining's swordsmanship. He always thought that his swordsmanship was a unique skill, and no one else in the world could master it. Swordsmanship, but after fighting Qining for only a few moves, he knew he was wrong.
I always thought it was a unique sword technique, but Qin Ning seemed to be more proficient in it than myself. The most terrifying thing was that the two sword techniques had the same sword intention, but Qin Ning's sword moves were clearly better than his own. Be weird and sharp.
Every move he made seemed to be suppressed by Qin Ning. Qin Ning's sword was so fast and strange that it was like a sudden storm, making him completely breathless.
If he hadn't practiced this sword technique for many years and had a deep understanding of the changes in this sword technique, he might have been killed by Qining's sword within a few moves.
But even so, Lu Shanghe was still completely suppressed. He could only passively accept the attack for a while, and could not get the chance to draw his sword at all.
His vest was sweating, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would be killed by Qining's sword in less than thirty moves.
His depth in this set of swordsmanship was not as good as Qi Ning's. At this moment, he was frightened. His sword power was suddenly at a disadvantage, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. At this time, he just hoped that someone would help, but Hua Xiang wanted to help him. He was about to entangle Xuanyuan Po, but now he was waiting to be restrained by Xuanyuan Po instead. The boy holding the treasure was not far away but he did not dare to move. Lu Shanghe kept his identity and could not ask anyone to help him, so he secretly complained in his heart.
He was forced back several steps by Qin Ning. From the corner of his eye, he saw Jizo standing in front of the leader, completely ignoring the fierce fight here.
Ksitigarbha held the soul-soothing jade in his hand, and the eyes behind the black veil stared at the leader who was sitting cross-legged. The leader did not open his eyes, but Anao was already staring at the soul-suppressing jade and said: "You... you said soul-soothing Can jade save the sect…the leader?”
"The Soul-Calming Jade is an unparalleled treasure. There is a legend of resurrecting the dead in the medical field." Ksitigarbha said slowly: "Put the Soul-Calming Jade into his mouth, seal the important acupuncture points of the body, and then use internal force to help him force the poison out of the heart. You can Let him fall into a deep sleep while healing his heart, and then there will be enough in the world to prepare an antidote that, if not allow him to fully recover, can at least keep him alive."
"Forcing poison?" Li Xigong sneered: "The poison has entered the heart, how can it be forced out?"
Ksitigarbha said calmly: "Now he can only use his internal power to suppress the poison and will not attack immediately. But even if he can seize the energy of heaven and earth, can he stay awake? As long as he stops for a moment, he will die immediately."
"Seizing the energy of heaven and earth?" Li Xigong asked doubtfully, "What does that mean?"
The most powerful thing about the Grand Master is that the eight extraordinary meridians in the body are much smoother than ordinary people. Not only can he cultivate his inner energy, but he can also use his powerful meridians to control the energy of heaven and earth for his own use. If it were an ordinary person, If a person forcibly draws the energy of heaven and earth for his own use, the eight extraordinary meridians will be unbearable, and his meridians will burst and die in an instant.
The top masters in the world have simply acquired a mellow inner energy through their own hard work. No one would think of controlling the energy of heaven and earth. Even if they can think of it, it is simply impossible. Therefore, the great master has such a secret. , except for a few great masters, almost no one in the world knows about it, and Qining only learned the whole story from the leader in the Snow Mountain.
Qi Ning was concentrating on sword fighting with Lu Shanghe at this moment, and did not hear what Ksitigarbha said, otherwise he would definitely be filled with shock.
Ksitigarbha did not explain, but said calmly: "Of course not everyone can do it to force poison from your heart, but if someone can really help you at this time, you can survive, and I can help you." people."
The leader's eyes twitched slightly. He had been sitting cross-legged from beginning to end. Others didn't know the situation, but the leader himself knew of course. He had been quietly suppressing the toxicity with the surrounding aura. Although the Grand Master was also made of flesh and blood, after all, he was not the same as the body of an ordinary person. Different, ordinary people would die immediately if the poison attacks the heart, but the leader can rely on his own cultivation to forcibly extend his life. However, he knows very well that as soon as the surrounding breath is cut off, the poisonous gas will immediately replenish the entire heart and the blood flow will stagnate. , he will die in a moment.
Even a great master cannot survive without sleep.
But Ksitigarbha saw through his current situation. He kept breathing, but finally opened his eyes slightly.
Anao had already cheered: "You... can you really save the leader?"
Ksitigarbha nodded slightly and said simply and directly: "Yes, but I won't save him."
"Why... why?" Anao's body trembled: "You can do anything you want, I... as long as you save him, I... I can promise you anything."
Ksitigarbha looked condescendingly at the leader through the black gauze, and said slowly: "If it were him, he would have refused to save him."
"No, no way...!" Anao hurriedly defended, trying to convince Ksitigarbha, but Li Xigong had already seen something fishy, and interrupted Anao: "It seems that you are not just for the soul-soothing jade. Come on, what do you want?"
"A doctor helps the world and saves people. When he sees a patient, he will definitely help him. That's why I say that you are the number one gentleman in the Black Lotus Sect." Ksitigarbha said quietly: "It's a pity that people like you are rare in this world. There are so many of them. A well-dressed beast who refuses to save you."
The leader raised his head abruptly, his eyes sharp, as if piercing the black gauze to see clearly what was behind him. He kept breathing and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
Ji Zang chuckled and said softly: "I have never forgotten you. It turns out that you have forgotten me. Maybe... you have really forgotten many things."
At this moment, another exclamation was heard from the other side, but Ksitigarbha ignored the leader and turned slightly to look over, only to see that Lu Shanghe was in a state of embarrassment forced by Qi Ning and had retreated to the edge of the ice pool. There was only a flash of sword light, and Qi Ning's sword had already stabbed Lu Shanghe on the shoulder.
Lu Shanghe shouted, raised his sword and stabbed Qi Ning's arm, but Qi Ning quickly drew the tip, lowered the sword body, and the two swords struck each other, making a crisp sound.
Lu Shanghe was at a disadvantage from the beginning and could barely hold on, but once Qi Ning's sword moves were used, he became more and more proficient, leaving Lu Shanghe unable to fight back.
Qi Ning was a smart person. As his sword skills became more fluent, he soon forgot that the opponent against him was Lu Shanghe. During the long sword practice, he just realized the sword intention in this set of sword skills. He was able to use extremely short sword skills at first. He was able to learn this set of swordsmanship routines in just a short period of time. He already had an amazing talent in swordsmanship. At this time, although his mind was in his mind, the sword moves in his hands were completely natural. Unknowingly, he had reached a new level. Every time As soon as the sword was thrust out, there was no trace of the antelope's horns. It really reached the realm of doing whatever one wanted.
Lu Shanghe was originally at a disadvantage. He waited for Qi Ning's sword skills to make a breakthrough in an instant, but he could not resist it. At this time, he could no longer see through Qi Ning's sword routine. When he was in a panic, Qin Ning stabbed him in the shoulder. In severe pain, he wanted to take advantage of the opponent's sword blade to use his sword to cripple Qin Ning's arm. Who knew that Qin Ning's change of moves was much faster than he imagined, and the sword edge was far away from Qin Ning. There was still some distance between the arms, Qi Ning's long sword pressed down directly, and the two swords struck each other. Lu Shanghe felt that his hand veins were numb, but Qi Ning's long sword was already close to Lu Shanghe's sword. , when Lu Shanghe realized that the situation was not good, the edge of the long sword in Qining's hand had already reached the hilt of Lu Shanghe's sword. The sword edge flickered, and before Lu Shanghe could react, the sword edge hit Lu Shanghe's wrist.
Lu Shanghe screamed, and the sword in his hand fell from his hand. Fortunately, he was experienced and under the great change, he kicked his feet violently and jumped back.
How could Qi Ning allow him to escape so easily? He followed him like a shadow. Several swords shot out between the lightning and flints. None of them missed. They stabbed Lu Shanghe's thigh, right arm and lower abdomen. Although it was not fatal, it had frightened Lu Shanghe. On the ice, his feet slipped. Just as he was about to stabilize his body, Qining stabbed him with another sword. He could only dodge. When his body tilted, he suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ice with a "pop" sound. superior.
When Qi Ning saw this, his eyes turned cold, and he stabbed Lu Shanghe in the throat with his long sword. He wanted to stab the treacherous man to death with one sword, but an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of Xiang Baiying, who fell to Jizo. In his hands, he could take Lu Shanghe as a hostage and force Ksitigarbha to release Xiang Baiying. With this thought, his sword speed paused slightly, but at this moment, Qining felt as if his long sword was being pulled by a force. , the pulling force was like a strong man trying to grab the sword with him. Qining knew something was wrong, and focused on his right hand, trying to hold the sword tightly, but the suction force was really strong, and before the internal force could reach his palm, the sword in his hand He was forcefully pulled away by the suction force.
Qi Ning was horrified. He turned his head and looked at the long sword. He saw the long sword flying straight out in mid-air. An arm stretched out and took the sword. The person who sucked the long sword away was... Ksitigarbha.
Qining even saw that the moment the sword fell into Ksitigarbha's hand, the air seemed to twist and deform, and when the sword was in hand, it recovered instantly.
Qi Ning's pupils shrank and he stared at Ksitigarbha, horrified in his heart: "Ksitigarbha is the great master!"