Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 12 Sword breaks Qingcheng

"Junior brother, be careful!" Liang Fa was shocked and quickly drew out his sword.

But he didn't expect that when his junior brother looked at the sword shadows coming toward him, he not only didn't flinch, but instead faced them with his sword without changing his expression.

Liang Fa was immediately horrified, his hands and feet were cold, and he was unspeakably sad. There was only one thought left in his mind: Could it be that his talented junior brother was going to die today in a small conflict between the two righteous factions?

Surrounded by so many sharp swords, not only senior brother Linghu Chong, but also his master, should rely on his deep inner strength to escape from the siege at this moment. Then he will slowly draw out the siege outside the siege net, slowly wearing down the besieging people, and will never face the sharp edge in the center of the sword formation.

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And my junior brother has only been practicing swordsmanship for three years.

He didn't blame his junior brother for being impulsive, nor did he blame his senior brother Linghu Chong for having a conflict with the Qingcheng faction before. He just hated the people in Qingcheng for being so aggressive. It was clear that his junior brother had shown mercy before, but they backhandedly wanted to directly kill Chen Guang. He was instantly angry.

thrive.

"I'll fight with you!" Liang Fa's eyes turned red and he was about to raise his sword.

But as soon as he took a step, he stopped, stunned by the scene in front of him.

I just heard the tinkling sound in my ears, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate.

The long sword in Chen Guang's hand was originally made of greenish material, but when he was swinging it, a long white strip of light was drawn out. The sword's power was astonishing, like a winding dragon flying up and down.

During the siege by the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, he did not dodge or give way. He was very fast and aggressive. The sharp swords coming from the Qingcheng Sect were either knocked to the ground or directly struck by the light of the sword.

Cut in half!

The continuous ringing of bells that has never stopped is the sound of countless broken swords hitting the ground!

"This...this..." Liang Fa was stunned, and he almost lost his grip on the sword. Although he knew that his junior brother had broken his junior sister's Bishui Sword a few months ago, it was just a sword. People with ordinary strength only need to not

It will infuse the sword body with true energy, and it is possible to break it with full strength.

But now there are more than a dozen swords at the same time! What kind of sword is this for chopping melons and vegetables? Is it sugar cane?

Liang Fa could see clearly that all the swords that were knocked down were hit on the sword body. The force was so strong that the sword body was bent directly. The person holding the sword could not control it, so he was so shocked that he let go and disarmed.

But those broken swords... are two blades with extremely straight tendons intersecting!

Is this impossible? The sword in the junior brother's hand is obviously the same as his own. It is just an ordinary Huashan long sword. How can it be so like cutting iron into clay?

Liang Fa was just watching, and he was so shocked. Those Qingcheng disciples who were in this situation were almost horrified.

They couldn't understand it at all, they just knew that there was a blur in front of their eyes, a lightness or numbness in their hands, and when they looked down, the sword was broken and bent.

"ah?……"

The Qingcheng disciples stood there, looking at each other with blank eyes.

Suddenly, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect noticed the lapel of the senior brother next to him. He opened his eyes wide and looked horrified. He stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at the other person's chest: "Brother, you, your chest..."

The soles of the Qingcheng disciple's feet that were pointed at went numb, and he quickly moved toward his chest, only to find that a tear had been made in his clothes near his heart, revealing his undamaged skin.

Only then did he realize that he had passed through the gates of hell. His whole body was shaking like chaff, and countless fine sweats suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, exclamations came from the Qingcheng disciples one after another. It turned out that he was not the only one. Everyone's clothes had holes, either in the hand cuffs, liver, or neck collar. In short, they were either fatal or disabled.

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Gradually, the rising and falling sounds disappeared.

Inside the Songfeng Temple, the birds are silent and you can hear a needle drop.

Liang Fa swallowed his saliva and looked at his junior brother who was slowly sheathing his sword, feeling as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Chen Guang's appearance was light and calm, but secretly he was regulating his breathing to calm his surging internal energy.

Feel it for yourself, it consumes nearly half of the infuriating energy.

He shook his head secretly, thinking that it would not be difficult to defeat this group of Qingcheng disciples. He was even sure that he would not consume 10% of his true energy. But on the one hand, he said that he could not make a heavy move, and on the other hand, he also took into account the reputation of Huashan and Yue Buqun.

It's impossible to really kill them all for this mission, so that's why they are making such a fuss and seeking the far side instead of the near.

By the way, I also wanted to verify what I have learned recently, so I pretended to be Bo Da.

During this time, Chen Guang was studying the Dugu Nine Swords whenever he took a break, and focused on the Sword-Breaking and Qi-Breaking Styles.

What the Breaking Sword Style breaks is the sword move, leaving aside what the Breaking Qi Style breaks, it is the inner strength and true Qi.

Swords and swords are constantly struck every day in the world, but it does not require daily careful care and maintenance like the earth in the previous life. I have never heard of many people complaining about the cracked and curled blades. It is precisely because of the blessing of internal power on the weapons.

But now, these blessings were broken one by one by Chen Guang using Qi-Breaking Style, and these swords turned into ordinary ancient long swords in front of Chen Guang.

At this time, the level of steel, forging, and even the maximum temperature that flames could reach were far inferior to modern times, and the weapons used by Qingcheng disciples were even more ordinary.

In addition, Chen Guang also possesses [Using Qi to Control the Sword: Reaching the Peak], and the sword is constantly filled with internal Qi. It is only through these layers of additions that it creates such a spectacular and dreamy scene.

Chen Guang looked at the broken swords on the ground around him, and he was extremely satisfied with his results. He just didn't know how his current strength compared to the Yue Nu Sword from the Warring States Period.

Well, people are still far from being self-aware. The Yue Nujian faced thousands of elite soldiers wearing armor, and what she faced was only a dozen Qingcheng disciples who were not good at learning. It was still a waste of money.

Most of the internal energy was lost...

From a high emotional intelligence point of view, there is still a lot of room for improvement.

"I don't know, Master Yu, but is it convenient to see guests now?" Chen Guang asked with a smile as he looked at the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect who instantly looked like they were mourning for their heirs.

A disciple was shocked by his smile, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said: "Master... Master is indeed busy, and he won't be back for another five days."

His tone was submissive, and he didn't dare to say another word of gossip.

Chen Guang was silent, it turns out something really happened, then it's okay.

But it's okay, during this period of waiting here, no Qingcheng disciple will dare to apply eye drops to himself.

The subsequent exchange went smoothly as expected. Qingcheng disciples prepared a comfortable upper room for Chen Guang and Liang Fa. This was originally a place where only lavish pilgrims could live.

Chen Guang opened the window and had an unobstructed view of the entire back mountain of Qingcheng. The scenery was so beautiful that it was too beautiful to behold.

Here, those Qingcheng disciples gathered up their remaining swords and were about to cry without tears.

This is Qingcheng's asset. The cost of making these swords is not a small sum even for the Qingcheng Sect.

"Senior brother, is this the end of it?"

In the side hall of Songfengguan, Luo Renjie, one of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng, gnashed his teeth. It was just that his voice had to be as quiet as possible. Although he was almost as far away from Shangfang as the entire Qingcheng, he was still afraid that a little bit of sound would leak through.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Hou Renying was also holding his breath, but when he thought of Chen Guang's unpredictable sword skills during the day, he still shuddered all over, and he didn't have the courage to lift the sword at all.

Yu Renhao, who was guarding the still unconscious Hong Renxiong, clenched his fists tightly and said harshly: "Why not poison his food? No matter how powerful he is, he is not immune to all poisons, right?"

Luo Renjie retorted: "But where do we have that kind of poison that has an immediate effect? ​​I only know arsenic. What if he eats something wrong and just draws his sword to kill?"

All the four beauties in Qingcheng are in decline.

After a long time, Hou Renying slowly said: "I don't know how that man's swordsmanship compares to the evil-fighting swordsmanship that Master often talks about..."

(End of chapter)