The sword blade collided violently with the sword body, and the bite and friction between steel caused the frightened birds to flee from the treetops.
Through the gaps between the leaves, two people could be seen tensely confronting each other. Chu Qing did not expect that his thunderous slash could be parried by the lean man. He was shocked to realize that the opponent's seemingly slender arms possessed amazing strength. The attacker's reaction after raising his sword to parry made the two of them stunned. The man was caught in a fatal close-quarters swordfight, and the strange attacker used his delicate skills to gradually turn the situation around. The young man hoped to use the tip of the sword to stab the lean man's unprotected upper body, but his opponent held up the sword and dragged Xi Yu who was stabbing him, and then used his wrist as the axis of rotation to create a perfect clockwise deflection arc. He grabbed Taking advantage of this flaw, the sharp sword blade swept past Chu Qing's throat. If he hesitated for even a moment, the young man would have his throat cut due to his inability to dodge.
What a skillful and sophisticated counterattack! Chu Qing secretly cheered in his heart. I am afraid that Mr. Shi Gonghu would also praise the swordsmanship of the man in front of him. But from his forced calm expression, the young man found that the other man was already exhausted, not to mention that he had experienced the same thing with him before. In the battle between Nu Lan and his group of sentinels, as long as they keep attacking fiercely and be careful of the opponent's weird counterattacks, they can defeat him quickly.
"It seems that you have put in a lot of hard work in swordsmanship, but you are still as cautious as a fledgling trying to fly. Who is your swordsmanship teacher? Is it the guy lying on the ground watching over there, or is it the Queen of the Gong family who holds your hand and teaches it in person? Where's yours?" Hearing the lean man provoking him, Chu Qing's blood rushed to him, and he sent out a series of chops. The attacker parried one by one and continued, "If His Highness Gong's delicate neck was so close to me, I might just care about it. Kiss her... Hey, don't be angry, actually I don't know what she looks like, whether she is beautiful or ugly."
Chu Qing took a few steps back, bent his knees and lowered his body, and picked up the Xiyu Sword in his left hand.
"You will never have the chance to know, because I will send you to the other side to enjoy the flowers now." The young man warned, the rotten leaf soil under his feet was trampled into pieces, and he suddenly rushed forward and swung a sword like lightning, The force was so strong that the lean man who raised his sword to intercept almost knocked him aside, but Chu Qing continued to run in the intended direction. Just when the attacker was judging how he would turn back, the young man's figure had disappeared from his sight. Perhaps the lean man felt the unnatural wind direction, or the Eye of the Heart reminded him of the location where he might be attacked. Chu Qing's charge was blocked again, but the offensive was not reduced at all, because the second move of the Eight Snow Blades The sword technique "Hua Sanli" has just been used.
The repeated impact of changing angles was like scattered petals. The boy kicked the tree trunk violently, using the recoil force to continue to break down the attacker's watertight defense. The continuous interlacing of sword blades in an instant allowed the lean man to understand the rules of the boy's attack. He immediately Starting to take action, the two turned their backs to each other, took a step at the same time, and turned around to swing their swords at the same time. In front of them was the arrogant and sinister face, but the touch from the tip of the sword proved that he had hurt his shoulder.
"Bang..." The young man glanced at his ribs, blood flowed downwards along the skin, and itching and pain followed one after another.
"It's salty and scary, this is blood." The strange traveler dipped his thumb into his own blood and put it to his lips to suck.
"You know nothing about me, but I have heard of you." The stranger pointed out, clasping the hilt of the sword with his index finger and thumb, and easily turning the sword flower out. "It is rumored that you are someone's bastard, because The husband of the palace family is very incompetent, and he is neither skilled in martial arts nor promiscuous. The gossips in the tavern say that His Highness had sex with his own guards on a bright moonlit night, ha! The pure white Queen of the North, people. Like this kind of story, can I believe it?”
"Stop!" cried the wounded sentry, who tried his best to stand up.
"Did he do this with you?" the lean man asked in an obscene tone.
Chu Qing held Xi Yu in front of his chest, the tip of the sword shining brightly in the sunlight, "Tsk!" He smacked his lips in a very impatient voice, "You have to bite the bullet, dirty guy, I really can't think about it. There is no reason to let you go, wandering around the palace territory, attacking sentries, and slandering His Highness."
Power continued to pour into the Xiyu sword through the palm of his hand. The blade engraved with protective runes was like a life that couldn't wait to move. The young man could only hold the trembling hilt of the sword with all his strength.