The rising sun is rising in the east, its rays are brilliant, and the river is calm. On both sides are mountains and ridges, surrounded by grass and trees. The ship is going down the river, the breeze is blowing, the sound of the water is heard, and the sounds of apes and birds can be heard from both sides of the bank. The sun shines on the river. On the boat, there were sparkling waves, the bow of the boat broke through the water, and the sparkling waves were divided and crushed.
Yan Lingxian's expression changed greatly, but he recovered quickly and said with a forced smile: "What did the Marquis say? I... I can't understand what I'm saying!"
Qi Ning's face was expressionless and he said slowly: "You don't have to deny it. The moment you changed hands, I couldn't be sure, but the knife pierced your ribs. I could tell at a glance that it was the skill of the backhand spiritual sword."
"I haven't heard... of any reverse-hand spiritual sword." Yan Lingxian's eyes flashed.
In order to rebuild the Black Scale Camp, Qi Ning competed with Jiang Suiyun, recommended by the King of Huainan, and Qu Yanzhi, the general of the Black Blade Camp recommended by the Marquis of Zhongyi, for the leadership of the Black Scale Camp. The three competed at the Tiger God Camp training ground, and each showed his skills. Its ability.
At first, everyone thought that the position of commander of the Black Scale Battalion must be in Qu Yanzhi's bag, but unexpectedly, Qu Yanzhi was defeated by Jiang Suiyun's military training, and was also defeated by Jiang Suiyun. Yun lost his hands.
Qi Ning then competed with Jiang Suiyun, but it was also full of dangers. Jiang Suiyun looked gentle and gentle, but his skills were all kinds of.
The most powerful one among them, besides the weapon-refining hand, is the back-hand spirit sword.
Backhand Spirit Sword, as the name suggests, is a backhand sword technique. Martial arts practitioners use their right hand to use their right hand as a weapon. After practicing for many years, they are also accustomed to using their right hand to attack. Therefore, once someone uses the left hand to use a weapon, it is expected to be backhand. .
Whether it is strength or sensitivity, using the right hand is naturally more flexible than the left hand. From the perspective of brain nerve structure, the right brain controls the active nerves. The right hand must be easier to use weapons than the left hand. When masters compete, they are sometimes a minute slower. , determines life and death, so it is extremely rare for people who practice martial arts to be left-handed and use weapons.
After that fight with Jiang Suiyun, although he won in the end, Jiang Suiyun's weird kung fu still left Qi Ning with lingering fear. Afterwards, he roughly figured out the origin of Jiang Suiyun's martial arts from Duan Canghai's mouth. Among them, this The backhand spirit sword is a long-lost secret skill.
Qi Ning had always been curious, how did Jiang Suiyun learn these long-lost martial arts when he was just a rich man in the East China Sea? But there was never time to investigate carefully.
Today, Yan Lingxian was impulsive and suddenly showed off his evil skills. Just as Qi Ning said, the moment Yan Lingxian changed hands, Qi Ning was already a little surprised, but he was not sure, but the fatal sword technique used When he came out, his weirdness and techniques were almost the same as those of Jiang Suiyun back then.
Before Qi Ning traveled through time, he had already practiced some weapons. After that, he obtained the nameless sword manual and gained deep insights.
He knew very well that for the same weapon, there were various tricks. Whether the tricks were the same or not, even if the moves were different, they could still be identified at a glance.
Although Jiang Suiyun had never used Yan Lingxian's strange sword technique of piercing his ribs that day, Qi Ning was extremely familiar with the way he held the sword and the debut routine. Jiang Suiyun's reverse-hand spiritual sword almost came to a close Qining suffered a huge setback, how could he not remember it fresh in his mind.
It was then that he suddenly realized that Yan Lingxian's martial arts seemed to be mediocre, but it was a unique skill. If this backhand sword was suddenly used against an enemy, it would be extremely powerful. However, Yan Lingxian's backhand skills were extraordinary. The spiritual sword's cultivation was obviously not as good as Jiang Suiyun's, and Qi Feng's reaction was really quick, so he escaped death.
Qi Ning's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he sneered: "Have you heard about the Reverse Hand Spirit Sword, Lieutenant Yan? This shouldn't be the case. Ximen Shenhou is the number one person in the martial arts world, and your Shenhou Mansion's kung fu against various sects can be considered as nothing." Zhizhang, since you are one of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, if you have never heard of the name of the Reverse Hand Spirit Sword, you are probably not qualified to sit in this position."
The corners of Yan Lingxian's eyes twitched, and Qin Ning actually lowered his head when he stared at her.
"Colonel Yan, you hurt my men. Even if I kill you now, I still have a reason to explain to the Lord." Qi Ning said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just tell me honestly what you did. Is it a backhand spiritual sword?"
"I...!" Yan Lingxian didn't dare to raise his head: "If the Marquis wants to take action, I will not resist because of my humble position. I... I don't understand what you are talking about, let alone... let alone the backhand spirit sword."
"You don't even dare to tell the origin of the Backhand Spirit Sword at the cost of your life." Qi Ning sneered: "Yan Lingxian, don't think that I don't know. You are not yet proficient in the Backhand Spirit Sword. You should still be practicing. Among them, today you were impulsive and suddenly did it. If I am not wrong, you have already committed a big taboo."
"Big taboo?" Yan Lingxian's body was shocked.
Qi Ning said: "Did the person who taught you the Backhand Spirit Sword tell you not to show off this skill easily?"
Yan Lingxian suddenly raised his head, showing a look of horror.
Looking at his expression, Qi Ning knew what he said, and sneered: "It seems that I guessed right, and I'm sure that this sword skill was not taught to you by a god." He put his hands behind his back and spoke word by word. Said: "In addition to you, in the Shenhou Mansion, I am afraid that no one learns the Reverse Hand Spirit Sword."
Yan Lingxian looked around, but there was no one else there, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.
Qi Ning said coldly: "Why, I discovered your secret, do you want to kill me and silence me?" He took two steps forward, still holding his hands behind his back: "If you want to kill me, just give it a try and see if you can Do you have that ability?"
Yan Lingxian lowered his head and said: "I'm humble... I don't dare to be humble!"
"You don't have to tell me, and I won't kill you." Qi Ning said, "Zhan Ying is right, I can go back to Beijing to handle your matter. I want to take you and ask the God personally. The backhand spiritual sword, but he taught it to you."
"No... can't...!" Yan Lingxian lost his voice and said, "Master Hou, I...!"
"It seems that you are still afraid. If this sword skill was taught by the Lord Ximen, you don't have to hide it and don't dare to show it to others." Qi Ning said lightly: "The Lord Ximen doesn't know that you practice backhand secretly. Spirit Sword, you are his disciple. If he knew that you practiced the Backhand Spirit Sword, he would of course ask where this sword technique came from, and you...!" His expression was cold and his eyes were like blades: "You dare not let him know. The origin of the reverse-hand spiritual sword, otherwise your life may have been handed over to the Lord Ximen."
Yan Lingxian's legs went weak, and he suddenly fell to his knees and said: "Master Hou, I'm humble... I'm begging you, please don't... don't tell Ximen about this... Lord Ximen, he...!" His pupils were full of fear. Color, he didn't seem to be afraid of Qining killing him before, but now when Ximen Wuhen was mentioned, Yan Lingxian was obviously full of fear.
Qi Ning knelt down and stared into Yan Lingxian's eyes: "If you don't want Lord Ximen to know, then you have to let me know." His face darkened, and he said coldly: "Tell me, where did the backhand spirit sword come from? You and I What is the relationship between Jiang Suiyun and Jiang Suiyun?"
"Master Hou, Beizhi... Beizhi really has no contact with Jiang Suiyun." Yan Lingxian said: "The Shenhou Mansion only deals with Jianghu forces and rarely has contact with officials of the imperial court. Then... Jiang Suiyun used to be a rich man in the East China Sea. Mr. Jia is not a man of the world. When he arrived in the capital, he became...the head of the Ministry of Rites. I...I have no friendship with him."
"Oh?" Qining asked suspiciously, "Do you really have no friendship with him?"
Yan Lingxian raised his hand and said: "Master Hou, I swear to God, I have never had any contact with Jiang Suiyun, and I have not even said a word to him. If I lie, I will be struck down immediately by five thunderbolts!"
Qi Ning looked at his expression and eyes, and it really didn't look like he was lying. He frowned and said, "You're not familiar with him, how did you learn the back-hand spiritual sword?"
Yan Lingxian lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Master Hou, humble position... I can tell you, but... I just ask you not to tell others what humble position said. If you... if you tell a third person, Not only...not only will you die without a burial place for your humble job, but you...even you won't be able to survive."
Qi Ning's face darkened and he sneered: "Are you threatening me?"
"I don't dare, humble position." Yan Lingxian said with a bitter smile: "At this point, humble position... how dare you threaten the Marquis." After a pause, he said: "I just tell the truth, that person... that person said However, if my cultivation of the Backhand Spirit Sword leaks out, he will be the first to kill me, and then... then he will kill everyone who knows about this matter."
"That person?" Qi Ning frowned and said, "The person you are talking about is the person who taught you the Backhand Spirit Sword?"
Yan Lingxian nodded and said: "Yes!"
Seeing his explanation, Qi Ning knew that kneeling like this was too eye-catching, so he said calmly: "Get up and talk." Turning around and walking to the side of the bow, Yan Lingxian stood up and looked around to make sure there was no one there. , then walked over lightly.
"Who is that person?" Qining asked: "Why did he teach you the Backhand Spirit Sword but didn't want others to know about it?"
Yan Lingxian seemed to be afraid that there was a third pair of ears. He couldn't help but look back. No one was approaching, and then he lowered his voice and said: "Master Hou, actually... I don't know who that person is."
Qi Ning turned around and said with a joking smile: "Colonel Yan, you have to have a measure when joking. If someone teaches you kung fu, you don't even know who they are. Do you believe it yourself?"
"I... I know the Marquis won't believe it, but it is true." Yan Lingxian said: "I only saw that man more than half a year ago, and that man... Every time that man came out, he was wearing a gray robe, and... And... There is also a black mask on his face."
"A black mask?" Qining suddenly thought of the bronze general and asked, "What kind of mask is it? But it's made of bronze and looks like a ghost? Yes, does the mask have a horn-like shape?" He thought about the bronze general. Being able to fight undefeated against the main force of the Black Lotus Sect, one of the five great masters, his martial arts is indeed superb, and it is not surprising that the Bronze General can use the backhand spiritual sword.
Yan Lingxian shook his head and said: "It's an ordinary mask, without horns. Is the Marquis talking about the bronze general who committed a strange vampire case in the capital?"
Yan Lingxian and Ximen Zhanying secretly investigated the blood-sucking case in the capital and knew that the murderer was a master wearing a bronze mask.
Qi Ning thought that he was still too sensitive. When he mentioned masks, he thought of the weird mask of the Bronze General and asked, "Is that an ordinary mask?"
"It's a very thin mask, not made of bronze, and the surface seems to be coated with black paint." Yan Lingxian said: "He never ties up his hair. Every time he appears, his hair is loose, like... like a ghost. , is very thin, but speaks in a deep voice, and... and his speech is always cold, which makes... people sound very uncomfortable."
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