Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xu Xingchen quickly turned around and used the [Qingfeng Floating Cloud] move to turn his body into countless afterimages, confusing Zhang Zhaozhong's vision.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The two long swords collided continuously in the air, sparking dazzling sparks.

The long sword was everywhere, and its energy was scattered everywhere. The sword blade passed rapidly, and the two figures were so fast that they could even leave a string of phantoms wherever they passed.

Zhang Zhaozhong calmly withdrew his sword, and then swung it violently. The sword light was like lightning, and went straight to Xu Xingchen's chest. Xu Xingchen stepped on the [Northern Xuanwu] direction of [Four Elephant Footwork], and his body turned into a whirlwind. escaped this fatal blow.

Zhang Zhaozhong quickly attacked Xu Xingchen in front of him three times. His movements were as fast as lightning, and every move was full of fatal threats.

"Rouyun Sword Technique" is one of the sword techniques handed down from Wudang. It transforms Qi into shape and gathers hard and soft Qi into the edge of the sword. The shape flows back and forth, as soft as soft clouds, without losing the strength of form and meaning, nor the lack of gentleness. .

As the saying goes, "The sky changes like floating clouds and mist, startling a river of birds, rolling to the ground like a breeze returning snow, leaving behind half an eye of dust and smoke."

Among them, the three moves [Apricot Blossom Spring Rain, Sky-full Flower Rain, and Jade Belt Waist] are even more powerful in Zhang Zhaozhong's hands.

Immediately, Xu Xingchen nimbly dodged Zhang Zhaozhong's sword move in a flash. At the same time, he quickly stretched out the fingers of his left hand, put the index and middle fingers together, and used the [Combined Finger] to volley towards Zhang Zhaozhong.

"laugh…"

A sharp sound resounded in the ears, and a powerful combined finger force shot out from Xu Xingchen's two fingers, going straight to Zhang Zhaozhong's vitals.

Zhang Zhaozhong was shocked. He didn't expect Xu Xingchen's fingering force to be so fast and violent, almost impossible to dodge. He hurriedly turned around and used the Ningbi Sword in his hand to block Xu Xingchen's combined fingering force.

"Bam—!"

The moment the sword and finger collided, there was a sharp impact sound.

"Buzz..."

The jade sword in Zhang Zhao's heavy hand was hit head-on by Xu Xingchen's [joined finger] finger force, and it suddenly buzzed and trembled.

Zhang Zhaozhong felt a huge force coming from him, causing his arms to tremble slightly for a moment, and he took two steps back to stabilize his body.

Zhang Zhaozhong studied under the Wudang sect and practiced Wudang's "Songhe Heart Sutra". Although it is not Wudang's most profound internal skill, it is also a superior internal skill.

As for Zhang Zhaozhong, he has been practicing the "Songhe Heart Sutra" for more than [-] years. With his extraordinary talent, his level of internal energy is now unfathomable.

At the same time, he has learned three powerful Wudang swordsmanship, [Thirteen Swords of Shenmen], [Serial Death Sword] and [Rouyun Sword Technique], and he can also use half a set of [Finger Winding Soft Sword], so he is definitely a top-notch master.

What's more, the sword in his hand is one of Wudang's famous swords, the Ningbi Sword, which makes him even more powerful.

"Twice!"

Seeing that [Rouyun Sword Technique] could not hurt Xu Xingchen, Zhang Zhaozhong came forward with a sword in his hand, the Ningbi Sword, and pointed directly at Xu Xingchen's [Shenmen Point] on his wrist.

The power of the sword had changed from the gentleness before to rapid speed. The tip of the sword cut through the air like lightning and struck Xu Xingchen with a fierce momentum.

It was Zhang Zhaozhong who used the move in [Thirteen Swords of Shenmen].

This Wudang [Shenmen Thirteen Swords] has a total of 13 moves. Each move is different, but the place it stabs is the [Shenmen Point] on the enemy's wrist. Once the enemy is hit by the sword.

Then his palm could no longer exert any force. It was obvious that Zhang Zhaozhong wanted to seriously injure Xu Xingchen first and determine the outcome in one fell swoop.

Facing Zhang Zhaozhong's lightning-fast sword, Xu Xingchen turned to one side and dodged the blow. Then, with a flip of his hand, the Blood Shadow Sword drew a beautiful curve in the air and slashed towards Zhang Zhaozhong's arm.

Zhang Zhaozhong reacted very quickly and retreated, dodging easily. Then he changed his moves, but he still stabbed Xu Xingchen's [Shenmen Point].

Seeing Zhang Zhaochong's sharp swordsmanship, Xu Xingchen secretly admired it, but he didn't recognize it as the Wudang Sect's [Thirteen Swords of Shenmen].

"when--"

With a crisp sound of metal collision, the two figures separated instantly.

Xu Xingchen secretly marveled in his heart. Zhang Zhaozhong's swordsmanship was really amazing. Every move was so sharp that he had to concentrate on dealing with it.

Zhang Zhaozhong felt the strength coming from the long sword, but he looked surprised and thought to himself.

"How is it possible? Why is this man so strong internally at such a young age?"

Zhang Zhaozhong prides himself on being extraordinary. Ever since he came out of the martial arts world, everything has been smooth sailing. Not to mention the enemies he has encountered in chess, there are only a handful of people who can survive a hundred rounds in his hands.

I have searched all over the world for people who can surpass me in martial arts. Except for Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Five Supremes of the World and the leader of the Sun Moon Sect, Zhang Sanfeng of my own Wudang sect, and some old monsters, I am afraid of those who can surpass me in martial arts. It is difficult to gather the number in two palms.

As a result, Zhang Zhaozhong naturally believed deeply in his own martial arts.

Zhang Zhaozhong quickly waved the Ningbi Sword in his hand and then used the [Serial Death Sword]. The Ningbi Sword trembled and transformed into dozens of stars in the air, stabbing Xu Xingchen in the face.

[Serial Death Sword Technique] is one of the most exquisite sword techniques of the Wudang Sect, with a total of 72 moves, each of which contains endless changes and power.

This set of swordsmanship uses quick and sharp moves to win. One move after another is like the waves of the Yangtze River and the sea. The loops use odd and positive changes to create changes. It is very complex and exquisite.

Xu Xingchen stepped on the [Four Elephant Steps] in the direction of [East Canglong], quickly turned to the left of Zhang Zhaozhong, dodged this spicy move, and used the [Thirteenth Style of Qingfeng] with the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand to stab Zhang Zhaozhong's left side. rib.

The movement was so fast that one had to think that this was not a human being, but a gust of breeze.

Zhang Zhaozhong did not panic. He turned slightly, turned the Ningbi Sword in his hand, and changed his moves. He continued to attack Xu Xingchen's throat, and his moves were very strange.

In the world of martial arts, ordinary swordsmanship is not like this, but the Wudang Sect's [serial death-killing swordsmanship] is just like this. While Zhang Zhaozhong was waiting for work, the sword tip was less than a foot away from Xu Xingchen's throat.

As long as he advanced a little further, he could seal Xu Xingchen's throat with a sword. But when Xu Xingchen quickly retracted his HP sword, he put his foot on the ground and immediately changed his forward [Four Elephant Footwork].

He switched to using the mysterious footwork of [Magic Movement] and took two steps back, avoiding the danger of Zhang Zhaozhong slitting his throat.

He immediately used the ancient tomb sect's [Sparrow Catching Skill] light skill. With a wrong step, his body swayed like a white smoke and came to Zhang Zhaozhong's back lightly.

"Hey~~!"

The blood shadow sword in his hand flashed like a streak of blood flying through the air, piercing Zhang Zhaozhong's vest.

When Zhang Zhaozhong saw Xu Xingchen disappear in front of his eyes, he immediately knew something was wrong and hurriedly swung his Ningbi Sword back.

"when--"

The two swords clashed together in the air, making a series of metal collision sounds. Zhang Zhaozhong blocked Xu Xingchen's killing move.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The two figures came together quickly, blood-red light and green light flashed together. The two swords separated when they collided. After they separated, the two swords immediately collided together.

The figures of Xu Xingchen and Zhang Zhaozhong crisscrossed the battlefield, their swords flashing and their momentum like a rainbow. Their moves were unpredictable, and each move contained endless murderous intent.

Their bodies are flexible and agile. Every dodge and counterattack is just right. The sword moves are getting sharper and sharper. Every collision makes a deafening sound of metal collision.

"Puff...Puff..."

Suddenly there was a muffled sound in the air, and blood splattered between the sky and the earth.

When the Blood Shadow Sword [Qingfeng Thirteen Styles] in Xu Xingchen's hand is used, although the sword moves are not as fierce as before and appear to be light and gorgeous, one can vaguely feel that the sword is not as powerful as it appears when it is released and retracted. On the contrary, it looked more threatening than before.

Although Zhang Zhaozhong's [Serial Death Sword] sword moves are exquisite, each move contains infinite changes and power, it is swift and sharp, and one move after another is like the waves of the Yangtze River and the ocean.

Perhaps the sword movement wielded by Xingchen [Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng] reveals a light temperament. It is clearly standing in front of you, but it gives people a feeling of being and not being, of reality and emptiness.

It is an indescribable feeling that seems to have not changed. The sword moves are like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. If an opponent cannot figure out his sword path and moves, how can he avoid parrying them.

The more Zhang Zhaozhong fought, the more frightened he became. Every time they fought, he could feel a faint murderous aura, and the energy coming from the sword was undeniable. His brows were furrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that his own internal strength was not weak, it would be hard to say what the result would be. At this moment, more than 300 moves had been made.

Zhang Zhaozhong was able to fight with each other, and at first he and Xu Xingchen were evenly matched in the swordsmanship duel with more than 250 moves. However, after more than 250 moves, his skills could no longer keep up with Xu Xingchen's speed.

Xu Xingchen's [Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng] swordsmanship is as fast and fierce as the wind, and every move is full of killing intent.

The blade of the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand sliced ​​through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, as if it was about to cut Zhang Zhaozhong's entire body into pieces.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Zhaozhong's mind. If he continued like this, he would definitely fall into a disadvantage and fall into a disadvantage.

"drink!"

Immediately with a loud roar, Zhang Zhaozhong used what he had learned in his life, and all the strength in his body burst out instantly. The Ningbi Sword in his hand streaked across the ground like a bolt of lightning, bringing up a strong wind.

"Hoohoo!"

There was a sound of clothes rustling, and Zhang Zhaozhong took a big step forward, charging towards Xu Xingchen. His aura was astonishing, and the energy he carried was even more astonishing.

Seeing his attack, Xu Xingchen did not flinch. He activated the "Shaolin Nine Yang Kung" internal force in his body and injected it into the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand. The light of the sword cut through the air like lightning and went straight to Zhang Zhaozhong's chest.

"when--"

"boom!"

The two swords collided in the air, making a loud noise, sparks flying, and sword energy flowing horizontally. This blow made the surrounding air seem to freeze, and a tense atmosphere filled the battlefield. .