The Nine Cauldrons

Chapter 83: Cangjiang Sword Art

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"Challenge Qingshan?" Teng Qinghu couldn't help holding his breath.

In his heart, Teng Qingshan is omnipotent, but after all, Teng Qingshan only wandered in Yicheng in the past, and encountered too few masters, but today, this is Gui Yuanzong's territory, and the acquired peak warriors here are all a lot.

Whether it is Wu Man, Gong Yangqing and other first-class fighters, or many black armored soldiers, they all watched this battle intently.

"Interesting!" Seeing this scene, Zhuge Yuanhong smiled even wider.

Among the four commanders, the older silver-haired old man in black robe and the strong man of steel watched with great interest, while the younger commander Zang Feng narrowed his eyes like a cold knife, while the female commander Is watching quietly.

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On the ring, this pair of young masters stood at both ends of the ring.

Teng Qingshan is 7 feet 4 inches tall (nearly 1.85 meters), and he has cultivated to the peak of internal boxing, so his body is relatively strong, and Yue Song is almost the same height as Teng Qingshan, but Yue Song has wider shoulders and thicker arms. Longer, the whole person appears stronger.

From the appearance alone, there is no age difference between the two.

Cangjiang, Yue Song! Under the tutelage of "Cangjiang Yijian", now he has just left his teacher to return to Yuanzong's Black Armored Army to receive training. In the outside world, except for some top masters who know that Cangjiang Yijian has such a disciple, many people don't know that there is Yue Song. number one.

Yicheng, Teng Qingshan! The sixteen-year-old monster also has a low reputation. After all, the number one master in Yicheng is not worth showing off at all.

Two young people, who is stronger

The entire school ground was silent, and everyone was watching the two.

"Teng Qingshan, be careful!" Yue Song smiled confidently, and drew out the black epee behind his back.

"Let's shoot." Teng Qingshan held the reincarnation gun and looked at his opponent calmly.

Yue Song's eyes lit up suddenly, his whole body was filled with momentum, and he let out a low growl: "Teng Qingshan, take me to the wave-breaking style first!" He moved his feet, getting closer to Teng Qingshan, and the black epee in his hand was even more simple. Remember straight!

Crash!

A mighty chop!

In a trance, Teng Qingshan seemed to hear the sound of waves, and the black epee had already fallen to the top of his head.

"break!"

Teng Qingshan stood on the spot, with a shake of his right hand, the spear came out of its hole like a poisonous snake, and skillfully touched the black epee, the black epee involuntarily tilted slightly, but it still slashed at Teng Qingshan's shoulder.

"Huh? So strong, so weird." Teng Qingshan was taken aback, and even turned sideways to avoid the sword, "My shadow-following spear technique can't completely remove his attack power and control the direction of his attack. This sword Law, indeed, has its special features."

Ordinary people fight against Teng Qingshan, as soon as ordinary weapons touch, Teng Qingshan wins.

But this time, something went wrong.

"How is it possible?" Teng Qingshan was surprised, and Yue Song was even more surprised, "I am practicing epee in the Cangjiang River, and even the undercurrent of the Cangjiang River can't change the power of my sword. How could his long spear be so strong? strength!"

In Yue Song's perception, the tip of Teng Qingshan's spear was like a terrible vortex undercurrent at the bottom of the Cangjiang River. Once touched, the sword's momentum would be affected.

"No wonder that Niu Zhan, as soon as he touched Teng Qingshan's spear, the weapon was so far away, and he lost directly. I have already reached the state of unity of human and sword... The sword is still affected, but I don't believe this Teng Qingshan, It can connect my Thirty-Three Swords of Breaking the Waves!" Yue Song's steps were mysterious, and he struck the epee one after another in his hand.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

Yue Song surrounded Teng Qingshan, constantly moving his position, like a fish in water, very flexible, and every stroke of the epee was powerful and heavy.

"What a weird sword technique!" Teng Qingshan could only feel that the opponent's epee was getting heavier each time.

"Peng!" "Peng!"...

A footprint appeared on the rock at the bottom of Teng Qingshan's feet, and every time he moved, a footprint appeared on the bottom of Teng Qingshan's feet.

"Wonderful!" Zhuge Yuanhong laughed while watching the battle, "Cangjiang Sword Art's thirty-three waves breaking swords, one sword is stronger than the other sword! At the beginning, each sword has only ten thousand catties of impact. It's getting heavier, but this Teng Qingshan's marksmanship is even more mysterious, and the whole person can easily release his strength to the ground without affecting his body at all. The control of this strength alone is really amazing. I don't know what kind of environment Only then can such a genius be created!"

Use your strength to relieve your strength!

Teng Qingshan was a master of internal boxing in his previous life, and his control over the muscles and bones of his whole body had reached a peak early. The opponent was powerful and heavy, but every time Teng Qingshan easily transmitted the strength along his feet to the ground.

"This Teng Qingshan has been moving within a range of ten feet." The black-robed and silver-haired old man exclaimed.

"Yue Song's Thirty-Three Swords Breaking the Waves has only been used to the twenty-third sword. The further you go, the greater the strength. I don't believe that this Teng Qingshan can easily defend the Thirty-Three Swords." The young Zangfeng Commander said indifferently. , Breaking the Waves Thirty-Three Swords is very famous.

Even Zang Feng himself had to go all out to resist, it was impossible to be so easy.

In the arena, Yue Song's figure was light and nimble, but his sword was as heavy as a mountain! One sword after another, one after another!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Teng Qingshan still moved within a ten-foot range, retracting the spear in his hand every time it slightly touched the epee. Although Teng Qingshan left deep footprints on the rocky ground every time, Teng Qingshan himself smiled more and more. The more Sheng.

"The one who can create this sword technique is really a genius! The sword technique is like a surging river, one sword after another, the power is getting stronger and stronger, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger. I really want to see when this sword will end!" Teng The strength of Qingshan's arms is about 10,000 jin.

Except for the dragon in Bihantan, so far no one has been able to force Teng Qingshan to use the terrifying power in his body.

"The thirty-second sword! The impact force of this sword is at least tens of thousands of catties. Generally, the masters at the peak of the day after tomorrow will be hacked to death."

As soon as Teng Qingshan turned his spear, he resisted the opponent's sword again. The terrifying power was transmitted to his arms through the spear, and easily passed along the bones, fascia, and muscles to his feet. It did not affect Teng Qingshan's internal strength at all. loss.

"Thirty-third sword!" Teng Qingshan was counting the opponent's sword moves in his heart.

"Peng!"

Yue Song's last strike was to hold the sword in both hands, and he slashed wildly. With the aftermath of the previous thirty-two swords, this sword even caused the surrounding air to vibrate, and the sound of air explosion roared, making the surrounding people watching the battle scene bewildered. twist up.

"Clang!"

It was still an extremely simple shot, the shot was simple and plain.

But the moment it touched the opponent's epee, the entire spear instantly produced a terrifying spiral force, like a terrifying vortex invisible in the dark, sweeping the opponent's epee and changing the opponent's sword posture.

"Haha, happy, happy!" Yue Song had already retreated a few feet away, his excited eyes were slightly red, and he laughed loudly, "Brother Teng's marksmanship is capable of receiving my Thirty-Three Swords Breaking the Waves in one go. I admire you so much, but I don’t know what’s your name, Brother Teng’s marksmanship?”

"The spear technique is called 'Shadow Follows Shape'." Teng Qingshan also praised, "Brother Yue's sword technique and body technique are also very mysterious, what's the name?" Obviously, this set of swordsmanship is not just this style.

"This sword technique of mine was created by my master in Cangjiang after a hundred years of comprehension. It is called "Cangjiang Sword Jue". What I used just now is the wave-breaking style of "Cangjiang Sword Jue"! As for my body technique, It's 'Dragon Wandering Style'!" Yue Song said bluntly, in fact, the names of martial arts cheat books do not need to be kept secret.

As soon as this remark came out, there was a commotion below!

""Cangjiang Sword Jue", that is "Cangjiang Sword Jue"?"

"Is this Yue Song a disciple of Cangjiang Sword Saint?"

The warriors and Black Armored Army sergeants who were watching the battle also know some very famous people in this world, Wei Wuya, the 'Cangjiang Sword', is a very famous superpower in the land of Kyushu, ranking third in the heavenly list One of the sixteen, is honored as 'Cangjiang Sword Saint'.

"Cangjiang Sword Art" has a total of six styles, which are extremely powerful.

"Brother Teng, I haven't mastered the 'Laying Wave Style' in "Cangjiang Sword Art". When I use it, I can't take it easy. You have to be careful." Yue Song said solemnly.

Teng Qingshan was a little surprised.

This Yue Song, in addition to the wave-breaking pose just now, unexpectedly has a more powerful 'wave-stacking pose'.

"Haha, brother Yue, don't hold back, just come." Teng Qingshan stood with a gun.

Yue Song looked solemn, a blue halo appeared on his face, the tip of the black epee actually released wisps of energy, and shot on the rocky ground, shaking the rocks on the ground into powder. Obviously, Yue Song Song couldn't control his internal strength perfectly.

"Stacking waves!"

Yue Song let out a low growl.

"Boom~~~" Very clearly, the black epee slashed towards Teng Qingshan with the sound of the river roaring.

A stream of internal energy vibrated, producing a terrifying roar of the river, and the sword in Yue Song's hand seemed to turn into an angry Cangjiang, devouring towards Teng Qingshan.

Before the sword arrived, Teng Qingshan was startled by the momentum.

"Not good! The power of this sword is much greater than before!" Teng Qingshan was shocked, "It is absolutely impossible to remove this attack power simply by relying on the 'Shadow Follows' gun." If Teng Qingshan relies on strong brute force , you can kill the opponent with a single shot.

Teng Qingshan didn't want to expose his astonishing power unless necessary, this was his biggest secret!

"It's time to use the Hunyuan air gun method!"

The shadow-following marksmanship, after all, is only an attacking marksmanship. Although it has the function of unloading force, how can it be compared with the 'Hunyuan Yiqi' marksmanship? The 'Hun Yuan Yi Qi' marksmanship is the only defensive marksmanship among the Five Elements Spears, the most force-relieving and defensive marksmanship.

"call!"

The reincarnation gun spins!

The shadow of the spear fluttered, and Teng Qingshan seemed to turn into a terrifying deep-sea vortex in front of him. When Yue Song's epee touched the shadow of Teng Qingshan's spear for a moment, it was as if the angry Nujiang River was swallowed by the vortex. Yue Song vomited blood sadly.

"Let's go!" Teng Qingshan shouted violently.

call!

Facing the terrifying devouring power, Yue Song could no longer control the epee in his hand, and the epee was thrown out of his hand, and was slammed on the rocks of the ring by the sweeping force, and the whole ring was shaken violently, as if it had been hit by a meteorite from outside the sky In the arena.

boom!

The rock on the ring was completely cracked, the cracks were so hideous, and the broken stone powder flowed.

"How, how is it possible..." Yue Song's right hand trembled slightly, looking at the black epee stuck in the gravel pit in disbelief, he couldn't believe all this.