The prince is very fierce

The Wudang God of Killing and the top three swordsman are not in vain.

Chen Daozi's swordsmanship is not much worse than that of Zhu Liu, who specializes in swordsmanship. With the blessing of Taoist martial arts, a sword is extremely light and elegant.

There was only the light of the sword in Xu Buling's eyes, and he couldn't even see the sword. He tightened his heartstrings as he retreated at full speed, and used his extraordinary perception to forcefully dodge. Even so, he was hit by three swords in a row, one under the ribs and one on the shoulder. , left arm, the sword edge was retracted at a touch, and blood oozed from the three wounds almost at the same time.

Zhongli Jiujiu's face turned pale, but even Ding Yuan, who was chasing them together, couldn't catch up with the two of them. She had no choice but to watch.

Whispering rustling——

Twelve swords came out at once, leaving three bloody wounds, but Xu Buling also avoided the critical point.

In an instant, he retreated more than three feet, and Xu Buring did not look back. He accurately caught the Minghong Dao flying in the air with his backhand. His eyes suddenly changed, showing a bit of ferocity:

"ah--"

The sword flashed in the wind and snow, and the white robe on his arms exploded due to the strong muscles.

Xu Buling paused while retreating, holding the sword in his right hand, slashing it with all his strength from back to front, pointing directly at Chen Daozi who thrust out the thirteenth sword.

Chen Daozi's eyes narrowed slightly. When he stabbed out the sword in his hand, Xu Buling's sword would also fall on his head. Both parties exchanged lives for lives. It was obviously impossible for him to exchange lives with Xu Buling, and he couldn't. At that moment, the blade of the sword flipped over and was blocked in front of him, with the five fingers of his left hand sticking out like a hook.

bite--

The blade slashed down with the force of a mountain-cutting motion, and accurately landed around the hole where the long spear had just pierced.

The already incomplete sword could no longer withstand the sharpness of the Minghong Sword. It split into two pieces, and the blade continued to slash downward toward Chen Daozi's shoulder.

It was just that Chen Daozi stretched out his left hand and firmly grasped the back of the Minghong Dao, and yanked it back. At the same time, he hit Xu Buling's chest with Wudang's signature stunt "Wild Horse Parting Mane" with his right hand.

Tai Chi is different from Ba Chi. It seems soft and light, but the inner strength contained in it is extraordinary.

Chen Daozi, as the contemporary headmaster of Wudang Mountain, the world's most powerful Taoist sect, has no equal in the power of this palm.

Xu Buling's chest and abdomen suddenly felt tight, his eyes were bloodshot, and even his vision was blurry.

The tall body was bent into a bow that was about to break due to the shock of the palm, and then it shot out backwards with the force of pulling off the string.

But Xu Buling was by no means a soft-footed shrimp. He slapped his chest with a palm. He did not let go of the Minghong Knife in his hand. Instead, he twisted the blade and slid it towards the wrist holding the back of the knife.

A knife in the hands and feet of a martial artist was more serious than a knife in the chest and back. The tendons in his hands were severed and he lost most of his combat effectiveness on the spot.

Xu Bu Ling did not let go. Under the huge pulling force, Chen Daozi could not snatch the knife away. Instead, the sharp blade cut the inside of his wrist. The wound was deep enough to see the bone. Any further cuts would cut off the tendons and blood vessels in his hand, so he only let go of the back of the knife.

The long sword was broken, so it would be impossible for Xu Buling to hold the sword. After Chen Daozi's right hand shot out with a wild horse's mane, he took advantage of the situation and slapped Xu Buling's right arm.

Because the distance of the force is too short, this shot has no lethality, but it is enough to knock out the Minghong Sword.

Bang——

After a muffled sound, Xu Buling flew across the street for more than ten feet before landing. He slid on the ground for more than ten feet before he could stop by grabbing the bluestone floor tiles with his hands.

The remaining energy in the palm was still there, and although no muscles or bones were broken, it still caused Xu Buling to spurt a mouthful of blood on the snow.

Chen Daozi's left arm was bleeding profusely, and the Taoist robe on his chest had been dyed red, but his face was as calm as ever. He strode forward, seemingly slowly and then quickly, and in a flash he was in front of Xu Buling again. His Taoist robes were bulging and his big sleeves were fluttering. Suddenly, a "bird's tail" hidden in his sleeve directly hit Xu Buling's chest and abdomen.

Xu Buling's reaction was not slow at all. He had just stood up from the ground, but he was as steady as a mountain with his feet rooted in the earth. He put his right fist into his waist, and then he lifted up from the ground with a 'mountain climbing and exploring horse' posture, and his fist was blasted out like a cannon hammer. , hitting Chen Daozi's palm.

Baji emphasizes extreme hardness and extreme yang, while Wudang is best at overcoming hardness with softness, so the palms and fists connected without any movement.

Chen Daozi put his palm against Xu Buling's fist, pushed it away from his side as if holding a moon in his arms, and leaned his shoulder against Xu Buling's.

Xu Buling has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has an understanding of hundreds of martial arts schools. He may not be proficient in it himself, but he knows a little bit about it. When Chen Daozi moved his fist away and came closer, he also took advantage of the situation and hit him with a leaning body.

This time, it can be said that the earth is shaking.

Their shoulders collided, and the bluestone floor tiles they were standing on exploded. The falling snow was raised again, and the white robes of the Taoist priests were torn into strips at the same time.

In head-to-head combat, no one in the world can compare with Xu Buring.

Chen Daozi obviously suffered a loss this time. He was knocked out like a rootless catkin and flew to the street behind.

But at the moment when Chen Daozi flew backwards, a sharp sword suddenly came out from between the broken Taoist robes and penetrated directly into Xu Buring's left shoulder, which Xu Buling had no time to take back.

Cha——

The blade of the sword penetrated nearly two inches into the flesh. Xu Buling groaned. He clamped the blade between his fingers, tightened his shoulder muscles, and at the same time forcibly turned around and performed a side kick.

Both sides were blocked by Chen Daozi. Ding Yuan, who had just appeared from behind Chen Daozi, had no time to change his sword before his sword broke on the spot, and he was kicked in the chest.

Under the huge force, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking. Ding Yuan flew back immediately after Chen Daozi, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out in the air.

Xu Buling pulled out half of the sword blade on his shoulder. One against two was too much, so he turned and rushed towards Yanqi River:

"Walk!"

Zhongli Jiujiu was about to jump in a hurry. Seeing that Xu Buling was unwilling to fight, he quickly threw a lot of bottles in his hand to the street, then jumped onto the roof and ran towards the Yanqi River.

Chen Daozi was knocked out, but he still did not lose his balance. After landing lightly, he strode forward again. Without turning his eyes, he raised his hand to swing the sleeves of his slightly tattered Taoist robe, and easily caught several small porcelain bottles that were thrown at him. , and then thrown forward.

Whispering rustling——

The porcelain bottle turned into a sharp blade, piercing Xu Buling's back.

Xu Bu Ling wished he could slap Zhongli Jiujiu's butt a few times, but he had no time to speak at this time. He leaned over to avoid the porcelain bottle, sprinted sideways with all his strength, and jumped into the Yanqi River in winter.

The porcelain bottle exploded. Fortunately, Zhongli Jiujiu was a little bit thoughtful and knew that the poison could not reach Chen Daozi, so he only threw itching powder.

After Xu Buling fell into the river, he tapped on the cold river surface a few times like a dragonfly, and ran downstream at an extremely fast speed.

As the master of the inner family, Chen Daozi was proficient in Wudang's signature ladder, and he followed effortlessly.

The swordsman Ding Yuan received two heavy blows and was obviously injured internally. He gritted his teeth and got up and ran to the river. After jumping into the river and running for a few steps, he fell into the river due to unstable internal breathing.

The water in the river was only knee-deep, making it impossible to swim. Running in the water was too difficult, so Ding Yuan could only watch the two figures go away.

Xu Bu Ling was galloping across the water. Although there were several wounds on his body, the one that was most deeply injured was Chen Daozi's palm. His chest was shaking, and it still hasn't been suppressed. His heartbeat was at different speeds, and even his breathing was a little laborious.

Chen Daozi also felt uncomfortable. His left wrist was bleeding profusely, and his right shoulder was hit hard. He could clearly see the slight twitching of his right arm, which was obviously a contusion.

The two chased on the river in Shentang Valley, as fast as galloping horses, but they ran more than two miles away in an instant. Zhongli Jiujiu and Ding Yuan fell behind and disappeared.

Chen Daozi's breath was long and his speed did not slow down at all, hanging tightly behind Xu Buling.

Xu Bu Ling gradually slowed down, as if exhausted.

If you go fast and slow, you will be caught up soon.

But when the two people were about three feet away from each other, Xu Buling, who seemed to be at the end of his strength, suddenly stepped on the boulder protruding from the river.

The boulder tilted and shifted on the spot. Xu Buling, whose white robe was in pieces, used the force to jump back. He raised his hand and hit Chen Daozi with an elbow.

When Chen Daozi saw the boulders on the river, he was on guard. Seeing Xu Buling's brazen outburst, he jumped high from the water, tried to fly over Xu Buling's head, and stepped on Xu Buling at the same time.

The purpose of breaking the move is to predict the opponent's moves in advance, so as to respond in advance.

Chen Daozi could think of Xu Buling's attack, and Xu Buling could naturally think of Chen Daozi's defense.

Xu Buling, who flew out, gave up the elbow attack the moment Chen Daozi jumped up, raised his hand to grab upwards, clasped Chen Daozi's right ankle, and then slammed it into the water.

Snap——

Chen Daozi's whole body turned into a waving whip and smashed into the biting cold river water. He didn't stop until he made a dent in the sand at the bottom of the river.

The waves are splashing, and the Yanqi River is as clear as a mirror, with a thirsty hole carved out of the center of the river.

"Die!"

Xu Bu Ling had veins popping out on his forehead. He grabbed Chen Daozi's ankles with both hands and used force on his waist and abdomen to pull Chen Daozi out of the water and hit him on the other side of the river.

Only this time, there was no more splashing sound.

Chen Daozi was thrown into the air, with blood obviously oozing from the corner of his mouth. The toe of his shoe kicked Xu Buring's wrist twice in succession, kicking away the hands holding his ankles. Under the action of inertia, the whole person flew forward. He went out, landed on the water, and floated for a few times. He didn't get up again until he was completely relieved of his strength.

Chen Daozi did not continue to rush over this time. After taking a look at Xu Buling, he lightly stepped on the water and escaped into the distance.

Tap tap tap——

Amidst the crisp sound of treading water, Chen Daozi drifted away.

Xu Buling's eyes were bloodshot and he chased a distance in the water. When he noticed that Chen Daozi had run away, he stopped and cursed angrily:

"You fucking come here! You're such a stinky bull nose, you're going to give it back to Wu Kui, bah! I'll beat you every time I see you..."

Chen Daozi didn't seem to hear him, and his figure disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

Xu Buling was panting like an ox. After waiting for a moment and seeing that no opponent was chasing him, he couldn't hold on any longer. He lowered his head and looked at the wounds on his body, then took up the cold river water with his hands and wiped his face, then fell into the knee-deep river water. , drifting downstream along the river, too lazy to get up...