Chapter 252 The Spirit Sword Defeat

Li Mei strode forward and didn't stop until He Chong's first five sentences. It seems that the two are going to join hands. All these plans are so thorough that Xiong Feng was forced by the master of Pingwumen to be forced by Chu Xiong.

He Chong shot his eyes on his anxious original scabbard and said, "This is a new sword, but I don't know how it is compared with the previous one?"

Li Meifei laughed and said, "He is the first person to test the sword. I hope his blood can increase his speed. When he mentioned the blood sword, the sword in the scabbard reacted to him. For more than ten days, he did not need to leave the blood sword for a moment, and he had been connected with the sword, so he was not surprised at all.

Although Xiongfeng listened to the sound of the sword, he knew that he was deliberately urged by internal force, made a sound, looked up to the sky and smiled, "Listen to the sword

The sound knows a good sword, but it's a pity that the sword is a good sword, but it falls into the hands of the short-lived master. Let's do it! After saying that, Xiong Feng's luck, his coat shattered like dust, revealing that he was dressed in black, and with his cold face, he was like the birth of Emperor Yan.

Li Mei and He Chong were surprised to see his unrivaled magical skills.

"What are you waiting for?" He Chong saw that Xiong Feng was about to take action, and he also drank it.

Li Mei shouted, and boxed out without a sword.

The roar of the wind is roaring, and the palm is greeted.

"Boom!" Two amazing airflows collided, and the two broken internal strength was still ten feet away.

The wind retreated half a step, but Limei flew away like a broken kite.

Unexpectedly, Li Meizu touched the ground and did not move as if she had taken root, and looked calm.

The people who inadvertently saw it on the court calmed down for a moment and burst into praise. The flat gate has always been domineering, and no one wants to win.

Xiong Fengtian was surprised to know that although the other party's palm was still some distance from him, he actually eliminated his punch that deliberately killed the enemy Liwei, snorted coldly and said, "You can also try me a punch."

On the other hand, Li Mei did not dare to neglect and ran her whole body. She saw the other party's palm, which was different from the fierce palm wind just now. There was no wind, but there was a kind of power to suck people over. It turned out that Xiongfeng's palm was soft to yin. It makes Li Mei want to be useless.

At this time, He Chong also shot out with a knife and became feminine.

Xiong Feng's face changed, shouted loudly and retreated. He Chong also retreated in the opposite direction, and his footsteps staggered a little.

Everyone is puzzled and doesn't know who will win or lose.

Xiongfeng shouted, "What a bold! How dare you suck my anger."

He Chong smiled and said, "You are too thoughtful to defeat me with a fierce palm wind." He shouted loudly, "Look at the knife!"

With a "cling", Li Mei's blood sword on one side also came out of its sheath.

The mountainside was immediately filled with the spirit of murder, and the majestic wind was full of swords and swords.

Xiongfeng took his hands with measuredness and praised, "It's really a good sword."

Li Mei said, "It's easy to say!" The spiritual sword turns into a cold light and goes straight to the throat of the wind.

Keng!

People's shadows are suddenly separated.

Li Mei maintained her original posture and never seemed to have moved.

Xiongfeng looked at his chest, his clothes cracked, and his skin bleed. It was the first time he had been injured since the 16th layer of the innate palm. If Li Mei hadn't been naively penetrated the sword body and emitted an invincible sword spirit, how could he break his body shield?

Xiong Feng coldly looked at He Chong and Li Mei three feet away. Li Mei was about to attack, but suddenly felt unstricably. A strong and unparalleled internal force came from the sword and suddenly remembered that once the blood sword was difficult to control once it saw blood, its magic had come and gone. His chest was like a heavy hammer, staggered backwards, and then stood firm. The second wave of force came from the sword, followed by the third wave of force, which made him retreat three times in a row. , a mouth, sprayed - a mouthful of blood.

Among the onlookers, Li Mei and He Chong, the disciples of Pingwumen, made up their efforts and shouted for cheering. Seeing that Li Mei was injured backwards again, they all dazed, thinking that Xiongfeng had hurt the enemy with magic. Fortunately, he was naive and naturally reacted. Although he was not seriously injured, others died early.

Xiongfeng was surprised to see that the other party was not falling down. His heart was full of murder. He was full of the fifteenth level of palms and pushed his best to attack the other party. Although the opponent's sword was only slightly better than before and failed to constitute prestige for him.

Li Mei made a very strange move when Xiongfeng approached her. With a wave of her hand, the spiritual sword immediately took off her hand

Go, and turn straight up to a high altitude of many feet. He Chong took advantage of the situation to meet the wind at the same time.

The offensive battle between the two of them is imminent. They have never been entangled with more than two moves, but it has a tragic taste, which makes people feel that their move is equivalent to thousands of troops and thousands of horses, killing to the bloody charge.

The two pairs of palms stuck to each other with a sound, and the airflow swirled rapidly. People far and near flew in their clothes and covered with dust for a long time.

The upward force of the spiritual sword gradually weakens. At the height of thirteen feet, the momentum has stopped and began to fall back.

The strong palm-vomit, full of thought that the other party would fly back. Remove the inner strength, think about it for a long time, and then kill it.

The other party killed on the spot, but the other party did not retreat and advanced. Unexpectedly, Li Mei and He Chong's decisive battle was not unexpected, which made Xiong continue to miscalculate, but at present, although this time it was unexpected.

For this, Xiongfeng still can't stand it. It is hard to support the other party's internal force like a mountain torrent. It is a little clear, but it is all tied to the spiritual sword rolling down in the air.

He felt that the other party's heart had been united with the spiritual sword, and Li Mei's flesh and blood and Wu Jin of the spiritual sword were pulsating together.

The spiritual sword is no longer a dead thing, but a strange treasure with life and spirit.

I saw Li Mei roaring, rising up the rest of her body and attacking the majestic wind with all her strength.

Xiongfeng thought of the end of the strong crossbow at this time. I'm afraid that I can't compete with it today. Let me avoid your reflective attack this time, and then crack the meridians of your whole body in one fell swoop to get rid of this big trouble.

It turned out that when the spiritual sword fell on the heads of the two people, Li Mei happened to shout. The spiritual sword suddenly trembled and turned into a Dao Changhong, which went straight to the Tianling Cave of the majestic wind.

The strong wind felt inappropriate, and the cold air reached the top, making his whole body numb and unable to use strength. I just thought of that

The sword has been penetrated to the top, and the spiritual sword has broken his invincible innate invincible magical power and stabbed down. Only one hilt of the sword was exposed.

There was an unbelievable expression in Xiong Feng's eyes and shouted, "The art of driving swords."

The surrounding crows were silent, and the spiritual sword was also led by the wind, breaking straight into the body, which made everyone tremble, and the sword did not fall in the majestic wind, which was also surprising.

Just when He Chong took advantage of the opportunity to split the sharp knife, a familiar figure flashed into Xiong Feng's eyes. The comer was so bold and bold. Who else would be besides Chu Xiong?

A round of sharp horseshoes sounded and ran to the other end of the mountain road.

He Chong said behind him, "Don't chase, take care of the overall situation first!"

At this time, Schindler knew that Xiong Feng had been defeated, so he immediately shouted to retreat, and the soldiers who fought the Tiger Gang ran back one after another.

The Tiger Gang was completely defeated in World War I today.

Unconsciously, Yang Jing has been facing the wall in the Siwu Cave for many days, but he still dares to approach the end of the cave. Whenever I look into the cave, I can't help but get nervous.

With Yang Jing's temperament, it was impossible to stay on this empty black stone cliff for more than a month. Fortunately, Ji Xueyan visited and accompanied him from time to time, and Zeng Shan played with him every day, and his life was not stuffy. Sometimes Yang Jing even feels that this place is happier than Zizhuxuan except for being simple.

What's more, the sage's ink engraved on the stone wall is also called Yang Jing. Whenever he has time, he wanders in the Siwu Cave and seeks to understand the meaning of stone carvings. In the past two years, those stone carvings have been realized by Yang Jing, and the rest may not be able to understand the cultivation, or the meaning is too deep and obscure to understand.

If you change others, even if you have more talents beyond Yang Jing, you may not be able to understand more than him. This is undoubtedly due to Su Qianyang's teaching Yang Jing in those years, which made him think about the first formula he learned alone.

More than half a year ago, Yang Jing has practiced great compassion and Yijinjing for the first time. Now I don't know what Shaolin martial arts is in the cave. Anti-China is an extremely difficult way to master, and it is extremely difficult to learn.

Yang Jing took a rough look at the place on the stone table, which was full of strange, crooked lines and patterns, which were even worse than those on the wall.

Yang Jing was curious and climbed to the ground to watch carefully.

Sure enough, on the back of the rough stone table, someone carved dense white lines with finger force, and there were several obscure and difficult graphics next to it. Yang Jing looked at it for a moment, but didn't understand. He scratched his head and muttered, "What is this? It's a bit like practicing qi."

"But it's more like knife." Yang Jing muttered alone.

Yang Jing looked at this, "The person who engraved these things must have been inspired like me that day, and there was no time to find a place under this table, so he simply engraved it on the back of the stone table. He didn't carve it on the ground for fear of wearing his shoes when he was not careful, and wasted his efforts.

Yang Jing reached out and stroked a wavy line at the corner of the table

After staring at it for a long time, he didn't know the essentials and hummed, "Who knows what this bullshit is? It's not necessarily a five-finger mountain, right?"

The two were shocked at the same time, looked at each other, and shouted with one voice, "It's knife!"

Jeshe's look became less solemn, and he took a deep breath and said slowly, "If I remember correctly, this posture is probably the 'golden cicada knife that has been lost in this temple for many years and has not been practiced!"

Yang Jing was stunned and asked, "Golden Cicada knife? One of the seven unique Shaolin

Jieshe nodded and sighed, "The world thinks that Shaolin Qijue has been lost, and Shaolin can no longer become the head of Wulin, but they don't know that Shaolin Qijue is in Shaolin. It is this golden cicada knife that is the most mysterious knife method. The knife has a day-to-day knife, and the knife method is stronger than Shaolin's golden cicada knife method.

"In this way, this golden cicada knife is really hidden enough. It's really not easy to find it!" Yang Jing said.

"But even if you find something? Look at these lines, and the ghost knows how to practice. Alas, I really don't know what the ancestor who engraved these thinks.

Yang Jing also exhaled and shook his head!