Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 711 Red Sword Red Man
As soon as the name of "Weapon and Armor Martial Classic" was called out, the hearts of the heroes present were all shocked.

Surprised, shocked, suddenly enlightened...

"Weaponry and Armor Martial Arts?!"

"So the martial arts this little girl practices is the Bingjia Wushu Sutra that Lu Ping is rumored to practice?! The Bingjia Wushu Sutra that ranks third on the Suzaku Tianbang?!"

"No wonder she is so amazing at such a young age!"

"Yes, wasn't Lu Ping about the same age when he was traveling the world with his military skills?"

"This little girl is familiar with the military classics... What is her relationship with Lu Ping?"

The swordsmen were discussing the matter.

Hundreds of malicious eyes looked at Mo Xiaobei again and again.

Mo Xiaobei was so busy showing off that he was completely unaware that he was being targeted by a group of ferocious people.

In the crowd, Bai Zhantang, who saw this scene, broke out in a sweat and his hands and feet were shaking with fear.

He is not like Mo Xiaobei, who knows nothing about the sinister hearts of people in the world.

"This unfortunate child... he really doesn't know how to restrain himself and only cares about showing off his abilities!"

Wuqing Zangyue had lived in seclusion for many years and had never heard of the name of the Military Classics.

But as a swordsman, he could tell at a glance that the sword moves used by Mo Xiaobei were not simple, so he made a prompt decision and used another third of his strength to deal with it.

“Blood rains down!”

As his internal force activated the Aoxie Sword Technique, the originally ordinary long sword was also stained with blood red.

The next moment, red blood energy spread.

The fierce murderous aura was overwhelming, making the swordsmen present turn pale and retreat in a hurry.

boom--! !

The white and red sword beams collided in the air, and the sword energy and blood energy shocked all directions.

But they heard a few soft "chi chi" sounds, and several swordsmen who were closer to the swordsmen suddenly saw blood and their wounds were bleeding profusely.

The swordsmen quickly covered the wound with their hands, but found that the bleeding could not be stopped at all.

"how come……"

The injured swordsman was horrified, screamed in fear, turned around and fled in panic to seek medical treatment.

In the battle circle, after the final move, the winner was decided.

Wuqing Zangyue's sword energy hit Mo Xiaobei's wrist, and Mo Xiaobei's sword slipped out of his hand and he stepped back more than ten steps. Wuqing Zangyue took the opportunity to step forward, caught the Xuebushan falling from the air, and threw the sword in his hand to the ground.

"go!"

Knowing that the onlookers around him were all ferocious creatures, Wuqing Zangyue did not want to stay here any longer and turned around to leave.

At this moment, a blazing sword energy suddenly came from behind.

Wuqing Zangyue dodged hurriedly, but by the time he found his feet, he was surrounded by countless swordsmen in front and behind, and could not escape.

"You...what are you doing?"

"Why do you want to bully me too?"

Wuqing Zangyue continued to act crazy and stupid, with a look of fear and cowardice on his face. His body shrank slightly, and he held Xuebushan tightly in his hands, like a little white rabbit trapped by big bad wolves.

Seeing this, the swordsmen present looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Is he really crazy?"

"How could a madman use such powerful swordsmanship?!"

"That's not entirely true. A person's swordsmanship has little to do with whether he is a madman. Have you forgotten Hu Bugui and Xue Xiaoren?"

"Besides, maybe this guy is pretending to be crazy!"

"By the way, who sent out the last sword energy just now?"

While I was in doubt, I heard a voice from behind -

"it's me!"

All the swordsmen turned their heads to look, and what caught their eyes was a young, unruly figure that exuded confidence.

The man was not dressed luxuriously, holding a red sword in his hand, and strode out from the crowd.

It was also a red sword, but the aura it emitted was completely different from the Blood-Unstained Sword in Wuqing Zangyue's hand.

The red that is not stained by blood represents blood and endless killing;
And the one in front of you is heat and extreme temperature!
"Fire Scale Sword!!"

"He is the leader of the Giant Wave Gang, the 'Fire Scale Sword Master' Duan Lang!"

Duan Lang raised the corner of his mouth, raised his chin, led the members of the Julang Gang, squeezed through the group of heroes who were blocking him, came in front of Wuqing Zangyue, and uttered shocking words.

"If I'm not mistaken, the sword in your hand should be the 'Bloodless' sword ranked second on the Suzaku Heavenly Ranking!"

When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned at the same time.

"Blood is not stained?!" "This is Blood is not stained?!"

"Blood is not stained... So it's a sword?"

"Looking at the appearance of this sword, and the aura it exuded when the little girl used it just now... it's very likely!"

"But that's the second on the Suzaku Heavenly Ranking. How could it be in the hands of a madman?"

It turned out that most people in the world were quite unfamiliar with the name "Brainless Blood", and had no idea whether it was a person, an object, or something else.

But at this moment, they finally understood what it was.

A sword filled with blood!
There is probably nothing in this world that is more suitable for this name than it.

Wuqing Zangyue became even more frightened and stepped back: "I... I don't know what you are talking about..."

He was pretending to be crazy and stupid to weaken others' understanding of the connection between "Unstained by Blood" and the sword in his hand.

But unexpectedly, it backfired.

From everyone's perspective, it seemed that Duan Lang had revealed his secret, so he was panicking.

"The leader of the Duan Clan identified this sword as the Bloodless Sword. I wonder what evidence he has?"

Duan Lang shook his head and said, "I don't have any evidence to prove that this sword is blood-free. It's just my intuition. You don't have to believe it."

As he spoke, Duan Lang stepped forward alone, slowly walked towards Wuqing Zangyue, and finally stopped five steps in front of him, and drew out the Huo Lin Sword with a "swish".

"You didn't have enough fun fighting with that little girl just now, did you?"

"Come on, let me be your opponent from now on!"

"Today I want to see what this 'Unstained Blood' has the ability to be ranked second on the Vermillion Bird Heavenly Ranking!"

The Suzaku Heavenly Ranking ranks thirteen items of people and things.

There are swords and swordsmen among them, but there is neither the Fire Scale Sword nor the Duan Lang.

How could Duan Lang, who has always been proud and arrogant, tolerate this?
Today he came to Sifang Mountain, not to forge the "unparalleled elegance" of the divine sword, but to win the championship in the sword-fighting competition and become the new generation of "the best swordsman in the world".

But now, there is no rush to break the sword formation and enter the Sea of ​​Sword Discussion.

Since the sword that is highly suspected to be the Bloodless Sword is right in front of him, as long as he defeats the person in front of him, he can naturally prove that his Fire Scale Sword is superior to the Bloodless Sword!

"I...I don't want...don't come over here..."

If the swordsmen surrounding them were a pack of wolves, then Duan Lang, who was gradually approaching, was like a ferocious tiger.

Wuqing Zangyue seemed to be frightened, his face turned extremely pale and his whole body was shaking.

"I can't help you!"

Duan Lang sneered, raised his arm and swung it, and the Huo Lin Sword suddenly emitted a fiery red sword light, slashing towards Wuqing Zangyue with an unavoidable force.

In a critical moment, only one sound is heard——

"All evil is pacified!"

A stream of pure and holy sword energy pierced in from the side and blocked the Fire Scale Sword Energy.

The two sword energies collided with each other, pushing Wuqing Zangyue and Duanlang back several steps at the same time.

Duan Lang looked up and saw Mo Xiaobei standing in front of Wuqing Zangyue, looking like he was defending someone who was not happy. "He's a lunatic, why are you so cruel?"

Duan Lang's eyes widened: "Little girl, you just stole his sword and played tricks on him for a long time, how dare you say that to me?"

"what do you know?!"

"I traded five strings of candied haws with him for fun, I didn't steal them!"

Duan Lang glanced at him and said, "Whether it's robbing or exchanging, it doesn't matter to me... Are you trying to stand up for him now?"

"If you are scared, leave quickly. I will show mercy and let you go."

go?
There might be a time when the Fire Scale Sword Master would retreat, but definitely not now!
"You little girl, you may not be that old, but you have such a big mouth."

"I won't show mercy."

Duan Lang raised the Huo Lin Sword again, pointed the tip of the sword at the two people in front of him, ready to fight one against two.

Just when the situation was tense, another sword pressure came in.

Then, a gentle female voice sounded.

"Xiu Ru, go and solve the trouble at hand."

The air paused for two seconds, and then a voice with a hint of helplessness was heard.

"Ah I?"

"Uncle Master, who should I deal with?"

The female voice replied, "I never like red things."

"Just take care of them all for me!"

(End of this chapter)