Chapter 3 Chapter Three

Zu Jing swung the Qinghong sword upside down, knocked away Xiao Niang's dagger that was attacking from behind, with a flick of her wrist, the long sword collided with the oncoming Taoist long sword several times, and finally successfully swung away his fierce and cold Offensive, at the critical moment, he turned around and swung his sword horizontally, repelling Xiaoran's sudden short sword attack.After several tricks, her head was already dripping with sweat.She had only heard Feng Luoyang and Tang Dou briefly talk about Litai Divine Sword's fast sword skills, and she didn't take it seriously at the time.Now that she has come into direct contact with Kuaijian of Litai Three Swords, she finally deeply understands the hardships of Feng Luoyang in Youxian Tower that day.The fierce and compelling sword style, the extremely cold murderous aura, the indomitable momentum, and the ruthlessness that they will not give up until they reach their goal all make it difficult for Zu Jing to deal with it.The most terrible thing is that these three people are all masters who have been fighting on the cusp for many years. They are fierce and decisive with their swords, and they will never drag their feet. For them, the fight between life and death is as easy as breathing.And after Zu Jing went down the mountain, because she was under the careful protection of Feng Luoyang, Tang Dou and Yu Shao, she hardly experienced any battles in the rivers and lakes. He fell into a bitter struggle.

Xiao Ran and Xiao Niang were like two ghosts who suddenly retreated after a failed raid, and disappeared as soon as they turned around, as if melting into the night sky. Zu Jing turned her eyes to find the traces of the two, but was caught The long sword that was attacking head-on shook his eyes.She quickly held her breath and sank into her dantian. With a twist of her body, she turned her long sword horizontally. The blade of the sword was like a snow-covered mountain in the sky, lying in front of her body. The first five feet of land were completely submerged by the sword light.Xiaoran and Xiao Niang who were waiting for an opportunity to attack were all blocked by Jianhua.

"What a move to freeze Xiling Xingchenjue," the Taoist's sword style was blocked, he stepped back a few steps, swung his long sword and long whip to his side, brewed for a while, flicked his wrist, and made another eighteen moves The quick sword attacked head-on, "But if you want to defend with a quick sword like the Yeluo Xinghe sword, I'm afraid it will not be satisfactory." "If you block a few more tricks, the little uncle will definitely come." Zu Jing clenched her teeth and secretly cheered herself up. She raised her long sword and shook out a crystal clear flat flower. Jie" came to face the Taoist priest's fast sword.

"Go!" The Taoist was once again forced by Zu Jing's fierce offensive to defend with his sword, but there was a hint of color on his face, and he shouted loudly. Xiao Ran and Xiao Niang were waiting for the opportunity for Zu Jing to attack with her sword. Seeing her attack resolutely, it seemed as if two female leopards were attacking from both sides. The attack came from the key point, and the fierce murderous aura swept Zu Jing's whole body in an instant, it was so cold that it seemed to freeze all the blood in her body.Zu Jing felt that the vitality of her whole body was completely sucked out at this moment, and she could only watch helplessly as the two bluish-purple short swords stabbed her body fiercely, like a helpless butterfly falling into a spider's web, Can only wait for the bad luck of being eaten.

"It's over!? If I die, what will happen to my little uncle?" This strange thought suddenly popped up in Zu Jing's mind at the critical moment of life and death. She didn't know why she thought of this question at this time, but Feng Luoyang's name A flash in her heart warmed the frozen blood all over her body.She rolled her long sword like sleepwalking, like a light snake spinning on the blade of a Taoist priest's long sword, and with a light and soft force, she swiped his sword edge to her left rib, followed by her body Leaning to the right as if rowing an oar, Qinghong Sword dexterously flicked to the right.The Taoist priest's long sword was caught off guard by the sudden and wonderful spinning force, he swung with the sword involuntarily, and involuntarily blocked Xiao Niang's dagger that was aimed at Zu Jing's left rib.And Xiaoran's short sword was also blocked by Zu Jing's Qinghong sword.

This swirling sword like flowing clouds and flowing water caused Li Tai Sanjian to turn pale in shock, and at the same time retreated two steps. "Very reluctant to give up the sword!" The Taoist priest, Xiao Niang and Xiaoran said in surprise at the same time. It wasn't until this moment that Zu Jing suddenly realized that what she just casually used was actually a very reluctant sword, which was followed by the eight-style sword technique in the middle section, a forbidden move "Looking at the city", this sword technique was written in Feng Luoyang Pu Li is listed as one of the moves that should not be used lightly, because to perform it requires the use of the inner strength mental method handed down by the Feng family, and using the "small non-phase skill" to perform the true energy cannot run smoothly.And if you use the Feng family's heart method, you will have bad luck that your meridians will be cut off.

Zu Jing only felt a sharp pain sweeping through the meridians all over her body, and the true energy in her dantian was like a runaway wild horse galloping wildly in her own eight meridians.She raised the Qinghong sword involuntarily, raised her head to the sky and screamed, and the long sword in her hand instantly unfolded a shining light blue sword flower, like a peony flower cast by layers of aurora, moonlight, morning glow and sunset. It spreads its branches and crowns in the night sky, blooms in the wind, and emits colorful colors.The criss-crossing swords swallowed all the surrounding space violently and domineeringly, forming a prison of light, covering Taoist priests, Xiao Ran and Xiao Niang.False tricks and real tricks alternately change, the real body of Qinghong Sword and the fake shadow are hard to distinguish the real from the fake, the three swords are dejected when they leave the stage, and the three swords are raised together, frantically dancing around the body into three groups of silver lights, hoping to rely on the same heart Coordinated joint defense to resist this earth-shattering attack.

Zu Jing felt that a long-hungry sword soul suddenly poured into her body, driving her body to forcibly use this extremely beautiful sword technique.But when she worked so hard to fully use this sword move, her body could no longer bear the energy consumed by this sword move, and when she let go of her hand, the arrow flew green With a long roar, the rainbow sword leaped into the sky, shooting its eyes full of sword brilliance into the air, as if a sultry firework bloomed in the night sky, igniting the night with a radius of hundreds of feet in an instant. Feng Luoyang, who was frantically searching for the trace of Zu Jing in the streets and alleys of Yangzhou City, felt a throbbing in his heart, as if a close relative and friend were about to leave the world at this very moment.He trembled all over, and stopped on the roof of a restaurant by the Grand Canal, looking at the night sky involuntarily.A brilliant flower of light sprang up in his field of vision, a dazzling flash of light burst out in the air, and then disappeared.

"Looking back, I'm ashamed to see flowers in the water! Not good, Jing'er used a forbidden move." Feng Luoyang's heart sank, and he shouted loudly. He jumped from the restaurant, rose through the sky, and stepped on the roof of the black boat on the river. Cross the Grand Canal and shoot towards the place where the light flowers are born. In just two breaths of time, Feng Luoyang had already rushed to where Zu Jing was, and as far as he could see, he saw Zu Jing's figure in white clothes weakly falling to the ground. "Jing'er!" Feng Luoyang opened his throat, roared loudly, shrank his body, and rushed to Zu Jing's side like a white feather flying arrow, grabbed Zu Jing's limp body with his left arm in the air , with a flick of his right arm, the gray sleeve of his robe hit the hilt of the Qinghong Sword falling from mid-air like a dark cloud.The Qinghong sword screamed sharply, aiming at the chest of Xiao Ran, who was the least defensive among the three Li Tai swords.Feng Luoyang was really angry at this moment, and Yunxiu Kung Fu incorporated the Tianshan Kuafu Chasing the Sun Sword's mentality, and mixed it with the Qinghong Sword's unfinished strength of the very persistent sword. It has become a trend of destruction.

Xiaoran's eyes were already sparkled by the sword light in the sky, filled with tears from being stimulated. Now that the Qinghong sword is coming, she has no way to react, let alone block it. When the sword's energy reaches her body, she can only close her eyes and wait. die. "Xiaoran, be careful!" Xiao Niang beside her yelled loudly, stepped forward, blocked her with a horizontal sword, and wanted to kill the Qinghong sword that was flying, but her hand just lifted , the body has been pierced by the Qinghong sword.After a successful sword strike, Feng Luoyang's robe sleeve was rolled up, and the hilt of the Qinghong sword was rolled up in his long sleeve. He rolled back the Tianshan Excalibur, which cut gold and cut jade, and threw the back sleeve into Zu Jing's empty scabbard.

"Xiao Niang!" Xiao Ran screamed, threw herself at Xiao Niang's fallen body, and hugged her. "Xiaoran, let's go!" The Taoist priest at the side greeted, and retreated quickly, and disappeared into the night with a whirl.But that Xiaoran hugged Xiao Niang tightly, stayed where she was, and refused to let go. Feng Luoyang hugged Zu Jing in his arms, swiped his right hand from his waist, and drew out the newly made Qingfeng sword, and thrust the sword against Xiaoran's throat. "Little Master Uncle..." Zu Jing lay softly in Feng Luoyang's strong arms, only feeling a warm feeling all over her body, indescribably comfortable and healthy, as if she had returned to the cradle of her childhood, She didn't even want to move, just smiled silly at him. Feng Luoyang rescued Zu Jing, and the killing intent in his chest disappeared. Seeing Xiao Ran loyally guarding Xiao Niang's side with a sword piercing her chest, he felt her filial piety and said, "Little girl, let's go, take care of yourself." She is buried." Xiao Ran, who was destined to die, never thought that Feng Luoyang would let her go, holding Xiao Niang who was dying in her arms, she couldn't help being stunned. "Sister Xiaoran, since the little uncle let you go, you can go, I hope you will leave the stage as soon as possible, and stop being a killer." Zu Jing turned her head and showed her a faint smile. Facing Feng Luoyang, Xiaoran knelt down, kowtowed vigorously, hugged Xiao Niang with difficulty, turned around, and galloped away. Seeing Xiao Ran walking away, Feng Luoyang quickly put Zu Jing on the ground, erected her upper body, pressed her shoulder well point with both hands, and injected a pure internal force of small non-phase kung fu into Zu Jing's body. The turbulent zhenqi in Zu Jing's body has spread to the whole body, if the restless zhenqi is fully developed in the meridians of the whole body, even Daluo Jinxianye can't save her.Fortunately, Feng Luoyang's Little Wuxiang Kungfu successfully intervened at the last moment, gathering the runaway true energy into a bundle, gradually converging into a stream of breath, moving upwards along Zujing's Ren meridian, rushing through Shanzhong, returning to Yutang, and turning around. The Purple Palace breaks through the canopy, wears Xuanji, crosses the Tiantu, walks through Lianquan, and finally emerges from the Chengyang Cave. Zu Jing raised her head and opened her mouth, a thick and turbulent zhenqi escaped from Su's mouth, turning into a clear howling of a phoenix singing nine days away. "Huh!" Hearing Zu Jing's phoenix-like cry, Feng Luoyang heaved a sigh of relief, put his hands on her shoulders, stretched his neck and turned to her, and asked anxiously, "Why?" How? How? Feeling okay?" Zu Jing was still tilting her head to enjoy Feng Luoyang's warm and spring-like Liuyang Qi. At this moment, she blushed when she heard Feng Luoyang's question. Master Uncle, now I am relaxed and there is no serious problem." "Okay, right?" Feng Luoyang let go of Zu Jing's shoulders, got up from the ground, raised his hand and slapped her hard on the back of the head, causing Zu Jing's head to drop suddenly. "Oh, it hurts, little uncle." Zu Jing hugged her head and cried aggrievedly. "Does it hurt? This is for you to remember today's lesson. First, you shouldn't chase the Litai assassin by yourself, and second, you shouldn't use the Feng family's sword technique that you haven't even memorized clearly. How dangerous, if I show up a little later, you will be a puddle of blood now." Feng Luoyang widened his eyes and said loudly. "Then do you want me to remember not to chase the enemy alone in the future, or remember not to use the sword indiscriminately?" Zu Jing covered her head, raised her head and looked at Feng Luoyang playfully, and asked not to be outdone. "Uh." Feng Luoyang was taken aback by her question, scratched his head with his hands, hesitated for a while, and asked carefully, "I still have to choose? Can't I remember both?" "Of course not! I was beaten by you just now, and half of my head was broken." Zu Jing said coquettishly. "You're such a big kid." Only then did Feng Luoyang realize that she had been tricked by her, and he walked up to her and sat cross-legged, holding his knees with his hands, panting heavily, looking at Zu Jing with piercing eyes, and suddenly hehe smile. "What are you laughing at? Little Martial Uncle, it looks like a flower is growing on my face." Zu Jing pouted. "Did you know? You are the first swordsman in history to look back and still live a good life." Feng Luoyang laughed. "Really?" Zu Jing opened her eyes wide and took a deep breath. "Since the reluctance to give up the sword was handed down to the world, almost all the swordsmen who couldn't help but use this move have died. Since I practiced the Little Wuxiang Kungfu, I have never successfully used it once. Every time it is because of the sword intent It didn't agree with the mechanism of the urging mind and gave up halfway. The eyeballs are about to fall, and the eyes are ashamed to see the flowers in the water. To everyone, they are just two legendary swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, you can use them in one go. "When Feng Luoyang said this, his eyes were already shining brightly. "I'm great, right?" Zu Jing raised her chin and said proudly. Feng Luoyang took a deep breath, clasped his palms together, pressed against his chin, closed his eyes to even out his breathing, pursed his lips, finally opened his eyes and pointed the tip of his palm at Zu Jing, and asked nervously: "How did you feel?" Zu Jing tapped her chin with her hand, thought carefully, and said, "I feel a little heartbroken, a little uncomfortable, and a little disgusted. I always feel that there is an indelible stain on my heart, but I feel that I have done what I should do. ,Very contradictory." "Ah?" Feng Luoyang didn't expect Zu Jing to give him such an answer at all, he sat down on the ground in great disappointment, "How could this be?" "Of course. Uncle, were you very proud and happy when you killed someone for the first time?" Zu Jing asked in shock with her eyes wide open. "Ah?! Hey!" Feng Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and said hastily, "I made that sword strike. It's not considered a murder by you at all. At most, it can only be counted as our joint efforts. Why do you want to get yourself?" body." "However, the Qinghong sword is my sword, and I am also responsible for killing." Zu Jing took a deep breath, "This is the first time I have seen blood and killed people in the rivers and lakes, my first time." "Oh." Feng Luoyang nodded hastily to show his understanding, and continued, "Actually, what I want to ask is, how did you feel when you used forbidden moves?" When Zu Jing heard his question, she stood up angrily: "Oh, little uncle, you are really a sword idiot, you don't care about my first murder mood at all, just want to know About swordsmanship." "No, Jing'er, of course I care." Feng Luoyang hurriedly approached Zu Jing with a smile, "But think about it. Since the creation of these two sword techniques, none of the swordsmen who have used them has survived. The gist of the sword is still at the stage of taking it for granted, and has not been perfected and improved. When this sword technique is used, what is the state of the swordsman himself, and what kind of swordsman is at the origin of these two sword techniques at this moment? Mood, what kind of experience, what kind of state their spiritual power and aura have reached, no one has ever known. This, this is like a cherry garden isolated from the world. Although it is fragrant and beautiful, no one can understand it. Enter. People have wandered outside the garden for hundreds of years, and now the key to this famous garden is in your hands." Speaking of this, Feng Luoyang's face was already flushed with excitement, and he pressed Zu Jing's shoulders: "Just tell me, even a little bit is fine." Seeing Feng Luoyang's eager look, Zu Jing suddenly burst into a smile: "Little uncle, if I tell you, are you willing to do anything for me?" "Being a cow or a horse, I will do whatever I want." Feng Luoyang blurted out without thinking. "Well, I want to eat the legendary five-spice tea eggs made by Yaopo." Zu Jing folded her arms, winked at Feng Luoyang, and said trickily. Feng Luoyang stared at Zu Jing dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe that his little nephew, who had just saved his life, would bargain with him with revenge.But he only hesitated for a moment, then he grabbed Zu Jing's arm, forced her onto his back, pulled up his legs, and ran towards Runzhou like he was having fun.