radicalducati Chapter 222: Sword Out of Palm 1 Feet
Chapter 222: Sword Out of Palm 1 Feet
Seeing that Yang Qing had reached the third level so quickly, Fan Jihua knew that the opponent must be very strong.
As for my strength, it may not be stronger than the ones in the first two levels, it’s just that my attack method is more weird.
So at the beginning, Fan Jihua used her ultimate move.
Swish!
Fan Jihua quickly summoned her soul weapon, which was a dagger. Then she swung it and a large amount of fog enveloped her.
As the fog spread, Fan Jihua's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.
The next moment, a sharp stab came from behind Yang Qing.
Fortunately, as soon as Yang Qing realized something was wrong, he dispersed the energy of the Purple Qi Tianluo immediately.
Layers of gas nets wandered around Yang Qing like a barrier. Yang Qing would be aware of any slight disturbance that affected the gas net.
Therefore, Fan Jihua's attack was within Yang Qing's perception range from the very beginning.
Snapped!
Yang Qing turned around and kicked sideways, attacking instead of defending, but the moment he kicked the opponent, he lost track of the opponent again.
At the same time, a sharp attack came again from Yang Qing's back in the same way.
Of course, Yang Qing dodged it deftly again.
After a few moves, Yang Qing finally understood how terrifying Fan Jihua was.
The manifestation-level ability of her soul soldier seems to be the power of space, or the power of movement.
It allows you to quickly move behind the opponent and launch an attack.
If Yang Qing had not learned the Purple Qi Heavenly Net move, he would not be able to control the Qi to spread out like a net, and could sense the opponent's attack in advance through the Qi net.
Otherwise, Yang Qing would probably have fallen into the opponent's trap because of the opponent's strange continuous attacks.
The opponent's nickname of Shadow Fox was indeed not wrong. His attacks were as cunning as a fox and his movements were as fast as a shadow.
At the same time, Yang Qing's defense was in danger, and Fan Jihua was also secretly anxious.
She couldn't understand how the other party could always capture her movements a moment in advance.
Although it was only a moment, the results in this moment were very different. Although the attack method of his soul soldier was strange, the consumption was not low.
After seven or eight moves, Fan Jihua had no choice but to stop and catch her breath.
Among the onlookers, many cultivators with good cultivation saw through Yang Qing's tricks and knew that Yang Qing had mastered a skill that could disperse the Qi, and could grasp the opponent's attack movements in advance through the "Qi".
By the time Fan Jihua had steadied her breath, Yang Qing had also gotten ready, waiting for her next attack.
Swish!
Fan Jihua's figure disappeared from everyone's sight with the mist, and then appeared again behind Yang Qing.
This time, Fan Jihua's attack was more tricky, going straight to Yang Qing's left lower back from the back.
If this blow was delivered with full force, Yang Qing would have at least cut one kidney.
But Yang Qing had been waiting for her for a long time.
He turned around and quickly put a hand on Fan Jihua's wrist.
Then he pulled and yanked, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and directly dragged Fan Jihua away.
This is the clever power of Tai Chi that can achieve great results with just a little effort.
When Fan Jihua wanted to activate the soul soldier's ability again and move to Yang Qing's back, a roar like a huge bell burst out from Yang Qing's throat.
"Bah!"
It was like thunder exploding in her ears, making Fan Jihua's head buzzing and her movements slowed down by half.
It is the authentic Tantric Lion’s Roar internal energy!
Snapped!
Immediately afterwards, Yang Qing took advantage of the situation and struck with a knife.
At this moment, Fan Jihua was being dragged away by Yang Qing, and her head was buzzing from the roar. Then she felt a pain in her neck, and then her eyes went black and she completely lost consciousness.
After the move was successful, Yang Qing retracted his arm and let Fan Jihua fly out and roll to the feet of a monk who was watching.
“Third floor, successfully reached the top!
Brother Yang, you are really good at fighting!
Come, come, this way please!"
The scene was silent for a second or two, and Fang Pan was the first to react.
As the big red lanterns outside the building were hung up to the third floor, there was a burst of curses outside Wanyi Building. These were the curses from the gamblers who had placed a large bet on Yang Qing to lose.
At the same time, Nie Youjiu was staring blankly at a betting slip with seventy-five taels of gambling money on it.
On the fourth floor, Fang Pan was introducing loudly.
"The fourth floor, Shushan Sword Sect, the Hairline Sword Yuan Su."
In the field, a thin man clasped his fists towards Yang Qing upon hearing this.
"Yang Qing, please teach me!" Yang Qing immediately clasped his fists in return.
bass!
With a crisp sword sound, Yuan Su drew his sword and stabbed at Yang Qing.
The speed was so fast that the two were still more than ten meters apart in the previous moment, but in the next moment, the tip of the opponent's sword was already in front of Yang Qing.
The sword is fifteen feet long in the palm of your hand!
A slash of the sword almost grazed the tip of Yang Qing's nose, and then the sword turned and slashed towards Yang Qing's head.
Yang Qing was so frightened that he retreated hastily.
boom!
A loud bang was heard, and a deep sword mark was cut on the wooden floor where Yang Qing was originally standing, and the downstairs could be vaguely seen.
Yang Qing touched the tip of his nose and found blood on it, which was caused by the opponent's sword energy.
"When facing a battle, all of you must line up and march forward!"
"The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi, the golden light appears quickly, protecting my body."
Yang Qing quickly formed a seal with his fingers, and then summoned the Soul Soldier God, and two daggers were instantly in his hands.
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
Yuan Su's sword just now was swift and agile, much faster than that of the Iron Fin Yama Qiu Ying on the first floor.
Although it did not cause any substantial harm to Yang Qing, the distance of more than ten meters was covered in an instant. If he had been a little slower, his nose would probably have been cut off.
And judging from his skills, he was from the Shushan Sword School and was probably good at close combat, so Yang Qing had to take him seriously.
The cultivators who were watching on both sides were amazed when they saw Yang Qing use the Golden Light Seal again.
You know, those who can fully comprehend the Golden Light Seal, a Taoist hand seal that requires extremely high foundation, are all over 40 years old.
However, when I think about the fact that Yang Qing has mastered the Tiangang Taoist technique of using fake objects to take on new forms, all this seems understandable.
On the field, Yang Qing and Yuan Su were already fighting, and Yang Qing's estimation of Yuan Su turned out to be correct.
Yuan Su's swordsmanship was extremely tricky, and he specialized in attacking Yang Qing's various vital points. It was unknown what kind of martial arts he practiced, but he could actually control the long sword in his hand at a distance of fifteen feet.
Within a distance of fifteen feet, his long sword moved along with Yuan Su's fingertips, and it could be used to chop long objects at a distance or hit short objects at close range.
Since the sword is controlled by fingertips, the speed is much faster than directly swinging the sword.
What's even more terrifying is that the so-called sword cultivator, in order to support the elegance and sharpness of the sword technique, must practice sword skills and body skills at the same time. This Yuan Su not only has fierce and tricky sword moves, but his body skills are also first-class swift.
Yuan Su used a set of footwork that Yang Qing had never seen before. Its mystery was no less than Yang Qing's Seven Star Steps. He used this footwork to avoid Yang Qing's fatal moves several times.
With these two factors working together, after a few moves, Yang Qing actually felt a sense of satisfaction as if he had met a worthy opponent.
Then the next moment, Yang Qing was seen holding the dagger in his hands crosswise, forming a cross shape.
"Child God. Qingshuang!"
The two swords were swung out, and a strong cold current quickly spread out to the surroundings with Yang Qing as the center.
During the one month he stayed in Youyang, Yang Qing was not idle. He activated his spirit through the Changsheng Jue technique, which could increase his energy and physical strength as well as his recovery speed.
After mastering the Miao Dao Gen Hu's embodiment-level move - Broken Green and Shocking Sand, he also spent time mastering the embodiment-level moves of several other soul weapons.
At this moment, the temperature dropped sharply, and a thin layer of white frost had formed on the area on the fourth floor, and it was still thickening, as if it were frozen.
The pair of short knives also turned into ice skates and attached to Yang Qing's shoes. The entire venue instantly became Yang Qing's ice rink.
Zhang Baiju, who was standing by, had a gleam in his eyes.
Having followed Nie Wujiu before, he was naturally familiar with this scene. He recognized that this was Brother Zhuo's moves, and the pair of double swords belonged to the soul soldier of Zhuo Wei, Brother Nie's former teammate.