Ye Qingxuan didn't care about Lu Dinghai's appearance, raised his chin, and said, "This friend from Changkongzhaojianmen, may I ask your name?"
Although the words were well-behaved, his expression, eyes, and tone all showed contempt. Lu Dinghai was furious in his heart, but he held back, clenched his fists with both hands, and almost squeezed the words out from between his teeth, saying: "Long Kong Zhaojianmen Lu Dinghai, please Advise."
Seeing his expression, Ye Qingxuan looked as if he was coming to bite someone, and couldn't help but smile in his heart, for such a famous and famous sect can't afford to lose so much. Thinking back to when Chang Jingwang won the victory before, what he said was several times more arrogant than himself. He was just an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
Ye Qingxuan didn't back down at all, just nodded slightly, touched the other party with his chin, and said: "Please—"
Lu Dinghai snorted, and shot directly, took a step like lightning, the long sword picked up a gust of wind, and the sword slashed straight at Ye Qingxuan with a saber move. With Chang Jingwang's lessons learned from the past, Lu Dinghai did not dare to underestimate the enemy like Chang Jingwang, and shot with all his strength as soon as he entered the field.
Ye Qingxuan took a step sideways at that moment, and the long sword slashed in front of the tip of his nose, barely an inch away from the skirt of his clothes;
Lu Dinghai let out a soft shout, and swung his long sword downwards, slashed upwards, and when his chest struck, Ye Qingxuan turned his heels lightly, and took another step back, the long sword still passed in front of him, the distance was another inch;
Lu Dinghai took a step forward with his right foot, and at the same time, the point of the sword buzzed, and pierced Ye Qingxuan's chest, but Ye Qingxuan also took another step back, but the point of the sword that pierced stopped an inch in front of his chest...
This is only an inch away, but because of the exhaustion of strength and the exhaustion of moves, it is impossible to take another step forward.
Ye Qingxuan retreated in front of him again and again, in an instant, he retreated three steps in a row, but neither the crowd watching nor the many disciples watching the battle felt that Ye Qingxuan was running away, but because of his three steps Stepping down, Er Ju became dumbfounded.
It was only because of the three [Swordsmanship in the Sky] that Lu Dinghai used one after another that Ye Qingxuan was able to dodge gently, and the opponent's long sword could only stop an inch in front of him. It can be seen from this that Ye Qingxuan's calm mind, ingenious use of force, and accurate judgment are simply outrageous.
Chang Jingfan frowned, secretly said badly, and his heart couldn't help but suspend.
Lu Dinghai obviously also noticed this situation. He was frightened and furious, and finally knew that the person in front of him was a young master he had never seen before. The defeat of Chang Jingwang just now was definitely not due to luck or a sneak attack, but an upright and genuine ability.
Since [Swordsmanship in the Sky] is not enough to fend off the enemy, we have to use more advanced swordsmanship.
Lu Dinghai yelled loudly, and the long sword hissed, but the sword technique no longer opened and closed like a saber technique, but was several times faster in an instant, and the sword technique also changed several times with one sword, seemingly real and false, instantly The space has become ever-changing and exquisite, and there is also a layer of gray mist, which is produced in the sword gesture.
"[Yunxia Wuyin Twelve Illusory Swords]?"
There was a quack in the audience who knew the goods, and he yelled out.
[Yunxia Wuyin Twelve Illusory Swords] is one of the unique skills of Changkong Zhaojianmen's sect. Its swordsmanship is subtle and subtle. Unlearned.
Changkong Zhaojianmen is located in Changkong Mountain in the northeast of Yunzhou. There is a valley in the mountain, which is covered by clouds and mist all the year round. Ling Zhaokong practiced sword here. Seeing the scene of sunshine, clouds and mist, ray of light, illusory and illusory, he had a feeling in his heart for a while. Created this set of [Yunxia Wuyin Twelve Illusory Swords].
Lu Dinghai used this way of swordsmanship to break Ye Qingxuan's leisurely calmness with strange and changeable sword moves. At the same time, he did not believe that at such a young age, Ye Qingxuan could once again see through his changeability. swordsmanship? Once this idea floated up, his mentality immediately became calm and calm, and the sword moves in his hands gradually unfolded. Suddenly, the ever-changing sword moves rushed towards his face like a misty cloud.
As soon as Lu Dinghai used this set of [Yunxiawuyin Twelve Illusory Swords], Ye Qingxuan immediately felt pressure increased, and he could no longer maintain his calmness as before. But the onlookers couldn't understand it all the time, because at this moment, Ye Qingxuan still didn't move his sword, but kept using footwork to avoid the opponent's attack.
Although others were a little puzzled by Ye Qingxuan's actions at this time, Ye Qingxuan was also extremely anxious, not because he was nervous that the opponent's swordsmanship would hurt him, but because he was nervous about the "investigation" of the "Langhuan Lingmi Pavilion" martial arts collection system. Test" function is effective!
It turned out that Ye Qingxuan activated the "detection" function of "Langhuan Lingmiao Pavilion" as soon as Lu Dinghai used the [Twelve Illusory Swords of Yunxiawuyin], and after a few seconds, the "recording system" "The experience bar of the newly appeared [Yunxia Wuyin Twelve Illusory Swords] only became 1%, and then the speed of increase was so slow that it was almost maddening. Ye Qingxuan dodged left and right for more than ten minutes, then [Yunxia The experience bar of Wuyin Twelve Illusory Swords has only reached 13%.
Think about it too, after all, it is not a 100% accurate martial art collected from books. Once a person learns a martial art, there will always be some changes to suit each person's body. After all, it is too difficult to sort out the original martial arts skills from a certain person's movements.
Ye Qingxuan remained silent, regardless of the loud taunts from Zhang Kongzhaojian sect disciples and the discussions of the onlookers, and concentrated on avoiding the opponent's attack.
Lu Dinghai's swordsmanship has obviously been taught by experts in his sect, and he has obtained the essence of [Twelve Illusory Swords of Yunxiawuyin] Clouds, Mountains, Mist, and Ever-changing Illusions. The method was handy, and after dozens of swords passed, not only did his strength not weaken, but he connected the swords in front of him to form a series of misty sword nets, which made Ye Qingxuan's room for movement smaller and smaller, and he was about to hit Lu Dinghai's long sword.
"Master, be careful—" Finally, a disciple couldn't bear it and shouted.
Ye Qingxuan's expression froze, and he sighed in his heart: Forget it, let's include this martial art again when we have a chance. Ye Qingxuan, who had made up his mind, finally decided to fight back.
I saw that Ye Qingxuan dodged Lu Dinghai's long sword in the middle of Impossible, and then turned over and leaped backwards, using the [Golden Wild Goose Art], instantly opened the distance between him and Lu Dinghai, and at the same time looked towards Qingyun. Many disciples shouted: "Now cheer me up and watch carefully—"
Seeing that Ye Qingxuan still wanted to teach martial arts to his disciples at such a tense moment of fighting, Lu Dinghai was so angry that he was furious for a moment, and cursed: "Little bastard, what kind of big garlic are you? If you have the ability, don't you!" Run and leave me with-"
Ye Qingxuan laughed and said, "As you wish, here we come—"
The long sword groaned softly, was unsheathed in his hand, and flashed swiftly in the mist of the sword. The mist composed of the entire sword net could not stop Ye Qingxuan's figure for a moment. At the same time, the long sword stabbed straight to the throat, which is the most commonly used move in [Qingyun Thirty-Six Swords] "Laughing and pointing to the sky".
The speed of the sword is as fast as lightning, which is the key to using the straight to beat the clever and the fast to beat the slow.
"Eh? It's 'Smile Pointing to the South'?" the disciple of Qingyun Temple shouted.
Especially Yun Lu, who had already woken up, stared at him intently. Because of the same move, it was used against Chang Jingwang not long ago.
A set of green-level swordsmanship, how to defeat the opponent's green-level swordsmanship
Lu Dinghai yelled, blocked the horizontal sword, and at the same time quickly moved back to avoid the sharpness of the sword.
Ye Qingxuan's moves remained the same, but he made a vertical leap forward to the left. It was just a change in his bodywork. The sword that was originally aimed at Lu Dinghai's throat, with this leap, not only avoided Lu Dinghai's defense With the sword, the tip of the sword also shifted from stabbing the throat to the right eye, the move remained the same, it was still the most basic "Smile Pointing to the South" in that move [Thirty-six Swords of Qingyun].
Lu Dinghai was frightened out of his wits by this sword, he retreated back and forth in panic.
Ye Qingxuan's moves remained the same, pointing at Lu Dinghai's right eye, he leaned forward. As if it had been agreed with Lu Dinghai, he moved forward step by step as he retreated. Every time he took a step back, Ye Qingxuan took a step forward, but it happened to be one step ahead of him, so he didn't even have time to think.
Ye Qingxuan's imposing manner was calm, and the coordination of his hands and feet implied extremely mysterious and strict rules when moving, and his sword moves and footwork were all impeccable.
Although Lu Dinghai thought of all kinds of changes in his mind during his retreat, he still couldn't avoid this inevitable sword. When Lu Dinghai finally stood still, Ye Qingxuan's long sword was gently placed on the side of his neck again, the angle, method, and position were the same as the sword that defeated Chang Jingwang before.
At this very moment, Xiao Yunfeng, who had been deep in thought, was shocked, and his body trembled because of excitement—so it was so, so it was—
"Little uncle, I understand—" Xiao Yunfeng shouted loudly, knelt down and kowtowed. At the same time, all the disciples in Qingyun's audience showed excited expressions.
Yes, they get it.
In this moment of confrontation, Ye Qingxuan finally proved to them the most important principle of swordsmanship that he said before with practical actions: sword moves are dead, but people are alive. .
"The level of swordsmanship is not in the sword itself, but in the person who uses the sword!" - "Swordsman" Feng Qingyang
Ye Qingxuan finally laughed out loud, extremely happy.
These boys are finally a little savvy, and they are not in vain for their hard-fought fight.
Lu Dinghai's face was extremely pale in an instant, and his mind was seized. At this moment, in his eyes, the slightly squinting Ye Qingxuan with a smile on his face became mysterious and tall, which he was far from being able to match. image of.
A moment ago, he firmly believed that he would never suffer a disastrous defeat like Chang Jingwang, but now, he already knew that this person who was respectfully called "Little Martial Uncle" by Qingyun's audience disciples was actually a peerless master in swordsmanship, and he was himself A mountain that can only be looked up to, but cannot be surpassed. He only felt this kind of feeling when he looked at the sect master Ling Zhaokong from a distance, but at this time, the same feeling appeared in a little Taoist priest who had not yet broken through the "Strength Yuan Realm", which made him feel very Ridiculous and yet so true.
Lu Dinghai's face was pale, Ye Qingxuan gently retracted his long sword, stepped back, and said softly at the same time: "Chengrang—"
Lu Dinghai's heart was ashamed, and he didn't look at him, but he bowed his hands and gave him a rare salute, then walked back to his side of the crowd, bowed his head and remained silent.
Ye Qingxuan's face was like a spring breeze, his expression was calm as usual, he nodded slightly to Chang Jingfan sideways, and said, "Brother, next—is it your turn to play?"