A sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers, and its essence is the Qilin.

The Big Tai Knife, also known as the Ye Tai Knife, evolved from the Tang sword. Its techniques are known for its rapid momentum and fierce and changeable sword paths. As for the Small Tai Knife, because the sword is less than two feet long, its techniques gradually approach the dagger, mainly with rapid and ruthlessness.

Therefore, when Qianyeli's eight poems burst out with all their strength, the two sword lights in his hand were like lively hummingbirds, constantly flashing and jumping in the air, looking for loopholes in Ding Lian's sword-like posture in the fierce fighting.

As for the nine-ring sword on Ding Lianshan's hand, it is a type of large-ring sword. It is best at close-range and has a shape similar to the traditional ring-head sword. The tip of the sword is flat and does not protrude forward. The handle is slightly thin and has a large curvature. There is a knife ring behind the handle, but the blade body is slightly thick, so the knife style has always been known for its "force" and "power". The nine iron rings worn on the back of the sword will make dense noises from time to time during the battle to disturb the opponent's attention.

As mentioned in the previous article, when Bagua Zhang practiced to a profound level, it specialized in using a sudden and cold palm-style move like a hand knife to defeat the enemy and even kill people. Therefore, the equipment practiced in Bagua Sect, except for the hen claws and Yuanyang Yue left by Dong Haichuan, most of them chose the sword weapon. Now, it has been combined with Bagua Zhang method to evolve a mature Bagua Wanbo sword technique.

The Bagua Wandering Sword emphasizes the body like a dragon and going out to the sea, with its footwork changing in a lot, but the knife is refined and fierce, and its momentum is like thunder. After practicing this sword technique until it reaches the hall, it can be combined with the Bagua Zhang technique and the palm of the sword and palm, and attack in a series of ways. It can be said that a palm is added to the knife, and a knife is used in the palm. After the knife move is completed, it will always add another palm...

So, although Ding Lianshan is tall and strong, his footwork is very mysterious and difficult to find. With the slash of the big sword of the bullfighting, he completely took the path of one force to subdue ten times.

What's amazing is that the sword techniques and divine intentions in the hands of the two are completely opposite, but the footwork under their feet is also sharp and weird. No matter how the sword techniques in their hands change or slash, the frequency of movement under their feet is equal. When one side advances and raids, the other must step back early. If you don't look at the extremely dangerous sword techniques in their hands, you will think that the two are brothers who compete with each other.

An invisible rope seemed to be bound to the four legs of two people, entangled and pulled or even rebounded.

Yasui Baizui's eyes narrowed slightly, but his mind was quickly simulating Ding Lianshan's sword technique. "The steps are equally flexible and changeable. His hands are as heavy as a mountain. This person's sword technique is not inferior to me at all. No wonder Qianye Jun could not win quickly. If I were on the court, it would be even more difficult..."

Qianyeli's eight-shou rushed forward continuously, but the sword light in his hand became brighter. As the blood and blood in his body were running at high speed, the murderous aura and knife intent on his body became more and more solemn and thicker. When Ding Lianshan's flat knife returned to pull the knife and clamped his palm and exerted force, the sword light in his hand suddenly trembled and suddenly returned to a two-foot-foot-sized small sword. Following Ding Lianshan's palm, he cut it flat against the big knife...

"What a dangerous knife technique, what a terrible scheming..."

Yang Meng secretly praised in his heart, but his face was as calm as water. When the disciples outside the field exclaimed, they saw Ding Lianshan suddenly grinning and suddenly upright the nine-ring sword that had always moved slowly, allowing the sharp little sword to scratch the loose nine-ring sword...

Dingding Dingding Ding...

One after another, the sound of breaking gold and cutting iron was heard, and the thick nine rings were cut into pieces in an instant. However, when the tip of the knife was stabbed on the eighth golden ring, the strength of Qianyeli's eight swords was finally unsustainable, and he was slightly blocked by the seemingly ordinary knife ring...

Ding Lianshan retreated continuously, but the sword was still as stable as a mountain. When the little sword in Qianyeli's eight-shoujiu's hand stopped, he twisted the big sword again and suddenly sprinkled outward at a horizontal angle: "Breaking the sword technique!"

Seven golden halos turned into seven golden lights, piercing the obstacles of the air, making harsh sounds. The big sword, which had been known for its "force" and "power", suddenly accelerated in the air and slashed hard on the eight small swords that Chibali had no time to withdraw...

Dangdangdangdangdangdang…

The crisp sword rings were striking each other, and Qianyeli Bashu, who had been advancing and not retreating, finally changed his face and rolled backwards suddenly. However, under the sudden attack of Ding Lianshan, the right hand suddenly slighted...

Dang...

The little Tai sword was cut off in the waist, while Qianyeli's eight poems retreated back again. In almost the blink of an eye, he had retreated more than ten meters away...

Ding Lianshan's face was solemn, but his hands were exerting force one after another. As the energy and blood were converging, the heavy sword suddenly turned into a cold sword shadow in the air. He ignored the eight sword lights of Qianyeli's more strange and tricky, but he slashed forward and fell...

Dangdang...

One mistake made a move and the horse threw its front hooves and flew into the air.

Under the impact of this kind of fighting style that ignores sword techniques, Qianbali Bashu did not dare to use the thin little sword sword to force the huge sword shadow. However, after he took a few more steps, he suddenly found that there was no way out to retreat...

Four samurai with no fear of fear in front of the coffin. In their hearts, the eight songs of Qianyeli were their spiritual pillars. But just as the eight songs of Qianyeli hit the coffin, the black and bone-black sword light instantly broke through to him with Ding Lianshan's ghostly footwork...

Qianyeli's eight-shou twisted his body and moved his feet twice at the critical moment. His left hand was too sharp to stab Ding Lianshan's heart like lightning, while his right hand suddenly slapped the huge sword shadow...

Ding Lianshan's pupils moved slightly, and he suddenly exhaled and made a sound. His broad chest instantly shrank. Although the sharp sword light still pierced his chest, the big sword in his hand had moved in the air, and then he slashed with great force, turning into a slanted and falling slash...

Snap!

The sword flashed and then the two of them broke up together...

Ding Lianshan slowly raised the broken nine-ring big sword in his hand, gently put a knife flower with his right hand, and threw out a straight blood line on the ground, while his left hand pushed away the small Tai sword that was pierced into his chest, allowing the blood to slide down instantly...

Qianyeli Bashang maintained a tough posture of raising his right arm and stabbing the knife with his left hand. He stood quietly in front of the coffin without moving. Looking at Ding Lianshan with a smile on his face, he suddenly sighed...

"Although your sword is made by force, it is still unpredictable. You can take the head of the general among thousands of troops, and you deserve to be the ghost in the sword..."

"Your knife becomes vicious and vicious. The knife and knife are all painful. No wonder you dare to boast that you will die of a hundred swords..."

Chibari Bashou nodded silently, then stepped out and sat in front of the coffin, leaned up slightly, and then heard a 'pitch' sound, and half of his right arm fell diagonally, "I lost, this place is no longer the territory of the Great Japanese Empire..."

Ding Lianshan nodded and said deeply, "Not only this place is not your Japanese place, but even the feet of all of you are the land of our Chinese. If you rent it to you today, it does not mean that our descendants will not take it back..."

Speaking of this, Ding Lianshan's chest also fluctuated twice, and then coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, but his broad body was still moving like a hill. Seeing the Chinese and foreign celebrities present, his faces were all moving, "What a man who stands tall!"

Qianbari's left arm leaned forward, and the spirit in his eyes gradually dimmed. However, before he exhaled that breath, he still said unwillingly, "I really didn't expect that this country that is rich in smokers and traitors has such a clever knife hand..."

After only half of his words, he could no longer continue because Qianyeli's eight swords revealed a deep bone-visible knife mark from his neck to his ribs. With a surging blood, the coffin that had not moved behind him actually cracked in half...

Yasui's white ape's pupils shrank slightly, and the heart of the swordsman, who had always been fearless, suddenly had a slight fluctuation. "What a terrifying sword technique, it can actually condense the dark force into the big sword, and use the dark force to make the sword light three inches outward, breaking the coffin made of hardwood all over the body... I... am not his opponent!"

Huo Yuanjia stepped forward a few steps and helped Ding Lianshan slowly walked back to the door. A doctor from the Chinese and Western Women's Hospital rushed up to bandage him. However, Qianbingliu, who had always been murderous, suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley after seeing the trace of retreat in the white ape of Yasuo, said, "After this battle is defeated, I have no chance of turning over. For the sake of the present plan, I can only leave the fire of the White Ape Lord for the family, so as not to break the inheritance of the swordsmanship of the Yasuo family..."

Thinking of this, Liu Sheng Qianbingliu reached out to stop Liu Sheng Baiyuan who was also determined to die. He suddenly laughed at Huo Yuanjia, whose angry voice was getting stronger on his face, "In today's battle, Jingwumen is indeed well-known. From now on, you will be in the southwest corner of Zhabei District and you will not be able to continue to expand. Otherwise, I would not dare to report whether the military headquarters would dispatch military police..."

The extremely fierce sword light and blood shadow made Chen Qimei, who had always been keen on martial arts, a little stunned. However, when Liu Sheng Qianbingliu suddenly said this, his spirit of wandering outside the sky was suddenly pulled back to reality...

"Okay, Jingwumen just wants to establish a martial arts school, a strong country and a strong species, and there is no idea of ​​competing for hegemony with Hongkou Dojo in Zhabei. With a corner of the southwest, it will be enough for us to use it. Today, the Ghost Sword uses sword light to display the unique skill of the big coffin splitting skills, which is really amazing. If Mr. Yanao does not abandon him, he is willing to serve the beauty of Jingwumen. Welcome the gentleman to come in and have a drink..."

Seeing Chen Qimei talking while finalizing his words in public, Yagyu Qianbingliu, who was still lucky just now, couldn't help but look as if he was ashamed. However, when he saw Huo Yuanjia on the side, he hurriedly stopped the warrior who was about to move behind him and roared in a deep voice, "Everything comes with me!"

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