Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Qiu Feng Qiu Yu, perhaps the two strongest swordsmen in Daxia, were less than thirty steps apart.

A wild goose feather sword versus a dragon and snake sword.

Perception spreads.

Huo Qiu Shui stared at the young man in front of him. He didn't know that the young man was the third most evil Thousand Machine Rakshasa, nor did he understand his moves. However, Huo Qiu Shui's sword skills had been finalized over the years and could be studied and studied. of.

Even the most powerful boss will fall in front of the challenger because his moves are seen through. This is also a destined fate.

No matter how strong a warrior is, once his moves are formed, once his moves are finalized, his sword skills will become obsolete, and as generations of sword skills are introduced, sooner or later someone will develop a targeted attack style for his sword skills.

Qianji Rakshasa has been trying to seize Huo Qiushui's position as Sword Leader for so many years and kill him, so naturally he cannot be unprepared. He must have been confident enough to come here and have the ability to crack the Sword Saint's unparalleled sword skills. method.

The Sword Sage knew this very well.

He has been the master of swordsmanship for so many years, and there has been no shortage of challengers of all kinds in the past. Everyone has tried to crack his swordsmanship route, but in the end no one has been able to succeed. After a hundred years, even None of the challengers were visible.

Huo Qiushui has not experienced this kind of life and death battle in the arena for many years. His sword skills are known to the opponent, but the opponent is completely unknown to him. From the movements and postures, it is completely impossible to judge what the opponent's sword skills are like. trend.

Should we start decisively and end it decisively, or should we observe again?

Huo Qiushui thought in his mind. After the Sword Master finally calculated thousands of different orders of sword strikes, he no longer hesitated. He expected that the opponent's first strike must be to step out with his left leg first, then cut flat and then tease...

Choking—!

The dragon and snake swords slashed out, and the fight between the two top swordsmen was not fancy at all, and it directly entered the stage of close combat.

The fights between Martial Saints were always crisp and clean.

The Martial Saint has full attack points, is not good at defense, has no holy zone, and has simple and unpretentious special effects. All it adds is critical damage!

Therefore, the battle between martial saints looks very similar to the duel between top masters, and the winner is usually determined by only one key move!

Qianji Rakshasa stepped forward with his left foot, bent down and launched a charge. He changed his left hand from an underhand grip to an overhand grip. He rotated his body, and the viper sword passed by like a flash of white lightning. At the same time, he slashed horizontally with his right hand at a very fast speed. He was also ready, and launched the flirtation almost at the same time as Hengzhan.

It was completely consistent with the sword technique route that the Sword Saint had silently calculated in his heart. It was just that the speed was slightly faster than he expected, but it was not harmful.

Huo Qiushui stabbed the Yan Ling Saber to the ground, slapped the head of the sword with his palm, and the Yan Ling Saber entered the ground three inches. The Viper Sword slashed at it, but was blocked midway, and the Qianji Rakshasa's right hand also cut upwards. He was stopped because the Sword Saint kicked the back of the sword, and the Yanling Saber spun out of his hands and flew forward like a blade roller.

Dang Dang Dang——!

A series of metal collisions sounded. The Sword Master leaned forward and grabbed the rolling Yan Ling Dao. He moved the knife like the wind, and the light danced around his body in an airtight manner. This move up close to the sword looked quite ordinary and simple. But if one underestimates the power of this traveling sword, he will definitely die miserably.

Youshen Knife does not emphasize using hands to move the knife, but uses various joints of the body to move the knife instead of hands. Keep the knife spinning away from the hand within three meters of the body, so that you can reach where you want the blade to be at any time. The position, coupled with the terrifying close combat ability of the Martial Saint, is quite terrifying. In the past, Huo Qiushui could break through the gun-eating ghost's gun range at close range with this swimming knife! This is also the reason why the Gun-eating Ghost has been surrounding the Sword Saint since then, and he cannot break this move of the Wandering Sword.

However, this wandering sword with almost no flaws was interrupted and repulsed after just three strikes. The smooth movement of the sword was blocked. The Thousand Machine Rakshasa's two swords were parallel, and it still looked like a fairly ordinary attack route. There is nothing like an antelope hanging its horns, and even spiritually it is not as good as Lin Haiya.

But the Youshen knife was broken open.

This is because……

"His sword has become faster?" Huo Qiushui felt strange, then twisted his wrist and cut out the arc of the sword, which looked like a full moon.

The full moon was halfway across the moon and was blocked by the path of the sword. Qianji Rakshasa intercepted the sword with his left hand and stabbed Huo Qiushui's armpit with the sword in his right hand.

The Sword Saint felt even more weird in his heart. Even if he knew his sword skills well, he should not have such a strong perception and be able to intercept them in advance.

He changed the position of holding the Yanling Sword from his right hand to his left hand. While passing by, he performed the cutting technique. The Qi Family Sword has a special move for Japanese swordsmanship. Slashing the middle of the blade can break its blade. ...Because Senki Rakshasa is the child of Tokugawa Sengozen, there are inevitable traces of Japanese swordsmanship in his swordsmanship.

Qianji Rakshasa was very smart. He switched the blades of his left and right hands and used the Chilong Knife to take over the blow. The relatively fragile and long Viper Knife stabbed Huo Qiushui's throat from under the cuff, and the Sword Master used his thumb and index finger to force it. Hold the blade.

Bah, bah, bah—!

The sound of metal friction sounded, and the sound of the collision of gold and iron erupted as the Viper Sword thrust and drew, and the sound of iron and stone was harsh and sharp.

Qianji Rakshasa really pulled out the knife in front of Huo Qiushui, and then he leaped up, his body transformed into a big wheel, and struck with the knife, facing Huo Qiushui, he slashed more than twenty times in a row, each time Each strike forced him to take a step back, more than thirty meters away, and his feet sank directly into the ground, leaving only his ankles.

This is really incredible.

The Sword Saint is not only the Sword Master, but also the undisputed number one in the field of weapons and attacks. Having lived for more than 200 years, he was the number one Martial Saint in Daxia in an era without the Sword Master and the Spear Master. However, he was suppressed by the Thousand Machine Rakshasa and chopped more than 30 times, and he could not fight back.

When Bai Yu faced two Martial Saints at the same time on the Yellow River, he did not do this. He was moving back and forth in a methodical manner... But seeing that Huo Qiushui could not fight back, the Thousand Machine Rakshasa danced with both swords, extremely fiercely, as if he was madly facing a duelist who had used up all the cards in his hand and could not draw any cards. He was so aggressive that he was not willing to give up.

And this was not Huo Qiushui letting him go, but he could not find the opportunity to draw his sword... The speed of the Thousand Machine Rakshasa's sword was too fast.

Even for a Martial Saint, there is an upper limit to his attack speed, and there is also an upper limit to his reflex speed... A Martial Saint can break the void, but that is destructive power, not speed.

Usually, when one reaches the realm of martial saint, one will study how to manifest one's own dominance, and manifest it through martial arts moves to perfection... Instead, one will not pursue faster speed and destructive power.

But Qianji Luosha is different. Every knife of his is in Huo Qiushui's calculation, but from the first knife, he is always one step ahead of him, one step ahead, and one step ahead!

In the end, this lead was raised to the extent that the opportunity to fight back was completely compressed, and Huo Qiushui's possibility of fighting back was completely suppressed.

If you have to say it, it is similar to Luohou's first arrow that reached the pinnacle.

Huo Qiushui really doesn't know how fast Qianji Luosha's double knives can be before it ends, but if he takes a few more knives, he is destined to lose the qualification to exchange injuries for injuries.

He made a prompt decision and tried to cut off the opponent's continuous knife momentum even if he was injured.

Don't let me draw my knife?

I will draw my knife even if I am injured!

Huo Qiushui put down the Yanling knife and took a knife on his left shoulder. The knife hit hard. The blade of the viper cut into half of the shoulder of the sword saint, shattering the shoulder blade. The relatively fragile physique of the martial saint was exposed under this knife.

Most of the left shoulder was cut off. With one knife, you can almost see the lungs and broken ribs that are constantly pumping blood.

Qianji Luosha's second knife aimed at the neck, but he was too late to make a move, because the sword saint exchanged the first knife for the injury.

——Cross the river!

The world's unique skills broke the deadlock and balance in an instant.

There are three knives to cross the river.

The first knife is "Cross the River", the knife is powerful... The Yanling knife and the Chilong knife collided, and the space collapsed at the moment when the weapons crossed.

Qianji Luosha's double knives paused for a moment, and then danced again, and the speed was still faster than before!

Huo Qiushui didn't have time to breathe and slashed the second knife.

——Rampant!

The pawn crossing the river can run rampant!

Run rampant without fear, sweep through thousands of troops!

This knife is a horizontal slash, and in the instant it is pushed out, all the grass and buildings within a hundred meters are cut in half!

Compress the knife force to the extreme, and strike from all directions.

But this knife also has a flaw, that is, it cannot defend the back.

Because the pawn crossing the river cannot turn back.

The price of running rampant is not being able to turn back.

Qianji Luosha naturally knew the flaw of this knife, but he chose to take the second knife's run, instead of avoiding its edge and going around to the back, because the flaw in the back is not a real flaw, and the flaw in the back hides the third knife that can destroy the world.

Therefore, he decided to put the victory or defeat before the third knife is swung!

In the knife force that ran rampant in all directions, Qianji Luosha turned his two knives, flashing around the center, and the knife light around him rotated, brewing some kind of terrible divine power... It was by no means a simple move to break the void, but was closer to the terrifying attainments of the seeker's inner scene and outer manifestation.

Obviously, he had already used his unique martial arts, but it was too simple and too single.

The only characteristic was speed!

The Sword Saint could no longer capture the position of the Thousand Machine Rakshasa. He closed his eyes and accumulated all his strength for the third sword.

—— Domineering!

This was the third sword to cross the river, which could repel immortals and demons and kill saints.

Once it was cut out, it would be a mighty power that could reverse the flow of the Yellow River and open up Shu with one sword.

Unfortunately...

Huo Qiushui could not cut out this sword.

The two swords appeared in the most suitable position again. The Viper Sword cut off the sword route, creating a flaw and pause that should not have appeared. The Chilong Sword cut into it along the flaw and gap, breaking the condensed sword force, like removing armor with one sword.

Huo Qiushui opened the middle door, and was cut by the two knives in the middle of his chest. The knife wound spread immediately, and blood gushed out. The withered sword saint staggered and retreated continuously. He wanted to strike the third knife, but was chopped on the head by the two knives. This time, the back of the knife was used, but the top of the head was damaged, and the gray hair turned dark red.

Before the sword saint's knees touched the ground, he used the knife to support his body and refused to kneel down, and his body trembled constantly.

The sword leader for more than two hundred years, the first martial saint of Daxia... These titles have become a thing of the past today.

He looked at the pair of dragon and snake knives, and thousands of emotions surged in his eyes. The corners of his mouth moved. He wanted to say something, but it was stuck in his throat... All kinds of emotions flashed through his eyes, regret, sadness, regret, unwillingness... and finally became calm and acceptance.

In fact, as a martial artist, it is not unacceptable to be defeated here today.

In his life, he has had the ultimate glory of being honored in the Emperor's Hall, and he has also experienced the unfortunate decline of his family.

In the end, the bloodline left behind from that time came to seek revenge, and died in an upright duel of life and death...

It's all due to cause and effect.

Qianji Rakshasa said in a low voice: "I won...why don't you cry?"

Huo Qiushui said dullly: "I am a martial artist. I died at my peak. I died by a sword. It is a good death."

Qianji Rakshasa sneered and said: "A good death?! After you die, Zhonghu and the Huo family will be next, and then the Wusheng Pavilion... until everything you left is destroyed. You are dead, but you will return After leaving such a huge disaster for future generations, do you still think it’s a good death?”

Huo Qiushui's eyes had begun to blur, and then his blurred vision suddenly became clear again.

In the blurry scene, he only saw a figure approaching, standing there, his clothes seemed to be shining, standing in the night, but the surroundings were as bright as day, and the clouds in the sky dispersed.

Who's sword cuts through the sea of ​​clouds, and the drizzle turns into a bright moon.

"..."

The Sword Saint stared at the young man silently and opened his mouth.

The young man in white seemed to understand what he meant, and nodded slightly to the old man, giving a reassuring thumbs up.

Huo Qiushui seemed to have figured something out and understood something.

He laughed happily.

This serious and old-fashioned old man smiled like a child for the first time in his life.

He closed his eyes while laughing, held the knife with both hands, and died with a smile on his face.

When Qianji Rakshasa saw that Huo Qiushui actually ended up smiling, the pleasure he had just gained turned into anger, and he immediately raised his blade to chop off Huo Qiushui's head.

Just when he raised the knife, something crossed the space and reached behind him.

Raising his two swords, Qianji Rakshasa raised his head and seemed to see a huge lion biting him, its sharp claws and fangs rubbing against the blade. The violent force made him unable to remove it for a while, so he He was so forcefully pushed back a hundred meters, all the way back to the entrance of Zhonghu Lake!

"who!"

"In Daxia now, there are still people who don't recognize me?"

The owner of the voice walked out from the front facing the Sword Saint, and there was someone dressed in white in the dark night.

The lion jumped up from the ground, flew to the side, came to life, did not look like a dead thing at all, and roared intimidatingly at the Thousand Machines Rakshasa.

Qianji Rakshasa carefully looked at the young man in white who was too young. There was no need to observe from other aspects. This face alone was a signature wherever he went.

In the Great Xia, this young man's name has long been well-known, because in the past year, his name can be heard wherever he goes.

"You are Bai Yujing, the master of the Shence Palace." Qianji Rakshasa held the two swords and showed some scrutiny: "Didn't you die in the hands of Luo Hu?"

"I was just hit by an arrow from Jidu." Bai Yu said lightly, "Being hit by an arrow and being shot to death are two different things."

"..."

Qianji Rakshasa wanted to sneer and say "hard talk", but even a ten-ferocious madman like him knew very well what Luohu's Jidu Arrow meant.

In thousands of years, Bai Yu is the first person to survive from Luo Hu!

And Bai Yu had not yet been canonized at that time!

Not to mention that Bai Yu also killed three of the Ten Evils... Based on this alone, he is qualified to be regarded as equally powerful by any saint.

"Are you planning to avenge Huo Qiushui?" Qianji Rakshasa said calmly: "Or are you going to stop me from entering Zhonghu?"

"I don't have much friendship with Huo Qiushui... However, he has a favor for teaching me sword skills." Bai Yu responded calmly: "This is Zhonghu. It is not a place for people like you to run wild. How dare you kill people here?" , I am also the canonized pillar of a country. As the master of the Shence Palace, I am responsible for enforcing the laws of Daxia. If you kill someone, be prepared to save your life. "

Qianji Rakshasa couldn't help but sneer: "The Sword Saint died in my hands, just because of you... are you qualified?"

"Every saint who died in my hands said this." Bai Yu stretched out his hand and touched the down of the lion next to him: "Then, you want to try too?"

The two sides have different positions and are not familiar with each other.

Not enough words to speculate.

Both of them have murderous intentions.

Bai Yu turned his head and shouted: "Shadow Guard."

More than a dozen afterimages sprang out from all around, and the afterimages solidified into human figures walking at night in black clothes. They were also the ones who secretly guarded the safety of Zhonghu. Although they were quite powerful, they were not enough to compete with the saints who were at the forefront of the Ten Evils.

"Send Sword Saint's body back to the Huo family." Bai Yu ordered.

The two shadow guards walked out, lifted up the Sword Saint's body and turned around to walk away.

The other Shadow Guards seemed intent on staying to help.

Bai Yu said calmly: "You don't have to worry about the rest."

One of the shadow guards said: "Qianji Rakshasa is the third of the ten evils. This person is fierce and violent. If we risk our lives, we may create a chance for victory for the master of Shence Palace."

Bai Yu shook his head and said, "You are only doing a disservice by staying. He is not strong enough to need to use human life to fill the gap. Besides... I am stronger than him. It only takes one knife to kill him."

More than a dozen shadow guards were silent for a few moments and then retreated.

Qianji Rakshasa narrowed his eyes and put a knife on his shoulder: "Did I hear wrongly? Are you planning to kill me with a knife?"

"One knife." Bai Yu raised a finger.

"Bai Yujing, I respect you as a rising star, but even if you have been canonized, you shouldn't be so rampant... I know that the gun-eating ghost died at your hands, and you are already the leading gunman of our generation! If you use a gun, I must I have to be afraid of you."

Qianji Rakshasa was extremely angry and laughed back: "But you plan to kill me with a knife? I have wielded double swords for decades, and now I have won the title of sword master. You really don't know the heights of the world when you use a sword in front of me. I don’t know how many strokes there are in the word “death”!

Bai Yu was too lazy to argue, he just stretched out his hand and pinched the phantom of the lion. The phantom of the lion disappeared in an instant when his five fingers held it. He pulled out a knife from it... It was indeed not a spear, but a knife, a heavy knife that was heavy enough to slay a dragon.

Qianji Luosha looked at this flashy heavy knife with empty eyes, and his heart was even more contemptuous.

It was just because the so-called heavy knife had long been eliminated in the sword technique.

Because it was not fast enough.

At the level of martial saint, attack overwhelmed defense, so the attack was efficient... You might not be able to break the moves of the light knife with a heavy knife. The way of overcoming ten skills with one force in the past did not exist in the martial saint stage.

If you can really do it, it is better to use a big gun than a heavy knife.

This is why Qianji Luosha said that if Bai Yu used a gun, he would be afraid.

Bai Yu is already the contemporary spear master. The fact that he can kill the gun ghost proves that his spear technique has overwhelmed the latter in terms of offensive intensity.

And the knife is not as efficient as the gun in terms of offensive efficiency.

Qianji Luosha knew his own situation. He was not injured when he killed Huo Qiushui, but that was based on his understanding of the opponent's personality and swordsmanship, so that he could carry out the backboard and break the moves in an orderly manner.

Everything was as he imagined.

But facing Bai Yujing, whose combat effectiveness was completely questionable, his chances of winning would certainly be much less stable than before.

In his heart, he actually backed down.

Killing Huo Qiushui tonight has already fulfilled most of his wishes.

In the future, he will slowly deal with Wusheng Pavilion and Huo's family...

It doesn't matter if he escapes for the time being.

The Ten Evils have long been infamous all over the world, so why would Qianji Luosha care about his temporary reputation?

No matter how powerful Bai Yujing is, he can only protect Wusheng Pavilion and a few people at most!

After all, he is only one person. How can he guard against thieves for a thousand days if he can only be a thief for a thousand days?

But the situation is different now.

Bai Yu actually showed a knife instead of a gun.

This gave Qianji Luosha a psychological hint that "maybe I can kill another Canonized Saint".

Bai Yu won many battles, and the only time he was defeated was at Luohou's hands. He was in high spirits, and his confidence was unprecedentedly inflated, even to such an arrogant point... But the so-called arrogant army will be defeated!

——This kid must have just broken through to Canonized Saint not long ago, and he was too confident in his own strength, so he didn't have any idea at all.

Qianji Luosha secretly calculated that as long as the opponent used a knife, as long as he got the first chance, he might be able to kill another Canonized Saint in one fell swoop.

...

Zhonghu Villa.

The shadow guard appeared outside the courtyard and was about to report the situation.

"I already know the situation." The woman behind the screen sighed softly: "The Sword Saint has shed his head and blood for Daxia all his life, and his merits and hard work are shared with the country. He needs to be buried with the great ceremony of the country, and the body should be sent back to the Huo family. Instruct all departments to treat this matter with the highest etiquette and not neglect it."

The shadow guards retreated in response.

In the courtyard, an old man in a Taoist robe with white hair and a youthful face sat under a tree, holding a chess piece in his hand, and said regretfully: "What a pity for this old friend."

If the speaker was seen by others, they would definitely be shocked.

Because this person is none other than Zhang Tianshi of the Taoist Xuan Sect, the second of the top ten.

The woman behind the screen said: "Huo Qiushui is a warrior. Even if he died under the sword, it is said in the martial arts world that he died a good death... He died with a smile."

"Dying with a smile is indeed a good death... I think Bai Yujing made him feel so relieved, knowing that there are successors, so he has no worries." Zhang Tianshi stroked his beard: "This child is a good seedling, but he is a little impulsive."

"Young people, impulsiveness is normal."

"But I don't understand why Huo Qiushui lost to Qianji Luosha. Do you understand it?" Zhang Tianshi asked. He is a Qi Refiner, not a warrior, so there are always some parts that he doesn't understand clearly.

"Well, there is not much mystery in it, because Qianji Luosha is a martial arts saint, and his peerless martial arts are always one step ahead of others."

"One step ahead of others?" Zhang Tianshi said curiously: "Is it that simple?"

"Without accumulating small steps, there is no way to reach a thousand miles... One step ahead of others, you can be a thousand steps ahead of others."

Zhang Tianshi understood it at once: "So that's why the sword saint was blocked before he could swing the third sword."

This peerless martial arts is very pure and simple.

It's all about one word - fast.

One step ahead of others, two steps ahead of others... and then ten steps, a hundred steps, a thousand steps ahead of others.

The continuous accumulation of leads will eventually form a crushing pattern.

So in any evenly matched battle, as long as he can grab the initiative, as long as he can be one step ahead of others... then this advantage will be continuously expanded, and eventually a huge gap will be formed, forming an overwhelming victory.

The reason why the sword saint was defeated by Qianji Luosha is because he was not fast enough.

In other words, he did not catch up with the gap in the first few slashes.

Or, he failed to establish a winning position before the gap widened.

Huo Qiushui's hard power must be above Qianji Luosha, but in a one-on-one fight, Qianji Luosha has an absolute advantage, because as long as his two swords keep slashing, sooner or later he will be able to cut off the enemy's neck.

The Sword Saint understood the gap, so he desperately swung his sword to forcefully break the sword momentum.

There are three swords in total to cross the river. The first two swords are not enough to suppress the opponent, and the third sword is too late to attack.

In a one-on-one equal confrontation, Qianji Luosha is almost invincible.

Zhang Tianshi said worriedly: "Can this little guy from the Bai family really handle it? He is not even a martial saint, and he is not good at swordsmanship, right?"

A firm voice came from behind the screen.

"Since he can survive from Luohou, how can a mere Thousand Machine Rakshasa do anything to him?"

"The revenge of the Sword Saint must be avenged, and now is the best time."

"I believe he will never do anything he is not sure of."

"He probably has thought of a way to crack it..."

"Since it is said that one sword, then this battle must be decided by one sword."

...

In front of the entrance of Zhonghu, Bai Yu carried a heavy Lion Heart heavy sword and dragged the sword. The blade scratched the cement and burst out countless sparks.

"Huo Qiushui lost to you."

"It's not because his swordsmanship is not strong enough."

"It's because his sword is not fast enough."

"So...as long as I am faster than the Sword Saint, it will be enough to kill you."