Chapter 233 The Spiritualist in Plain Clothes and White Dress (Third Update)
Huang Zishi's move covers seven major acupoints and changes erratically, making it difficult for people to judge whether it is true or false. It is exquisite, and his movements are colorful and beautiful, and it has the feeling of lifting a heavy weight with a light weight, and making complex palms as simple as simple ones.
"Not bad." Wang Zai stood at the window and nodded gently. At least Huang Zushi was not completely confused. This move showed a normal level.
Meng Qi did not dodge, and "Qing Yu" directly slashed at the opening in Huang Zushi's left ribs.
There is nothing special about this move. It is just the word "quick". It is so fast that everyone seems to see an afterimage. It is so fast that it is like thunder. It flashes before there is a roar.
The Thunder Knife Monk has learned the essence of "quickness" in swordsmanship... The content of Wang Zai's explanation last night appeared in the minds of everyone in the world.
Faced with this sharp sword that pointed at his own flaw and could obviously strike first, Huang Zushi had no choice but to retreat sideways. He folded his fan and pointed, like a flying cloud, hitting Meng Qi's blade.
Meng Qi's long sword was suddenly raised, and turned into a continuous sword strike towards Huang Zishi. The force burst out one after another, causing rocks to collapse and clouds to fall, and the waves to break the shore.
Combining the fierce essence with the continuous momentum, the swordsmanship is really outstanding... Wang Zai's face has the excitement of meeting his opponent.
The power of this sword was revealed, and even ordinary martial arts masters could see the secret, so they all cheered. There were only a few people present who could make such a sword!
Huang Zishi's folding fan suddenly swung open, like flowers blooming, like clouds flying across the sky, with sticky energy, trying to distract Meng Qi's long knife.
Meng Qi's sword skills changed again, and all the power of the stormy waves was restrained. It was full of fireworks, whispering, but without any focus, just like everyone's mortal heart, which can be felt and heard, but cannot be touched. .
This sword is empty and vague, elusive and elusive. It originated from Meng Qi's hand and entered Huang Zishi's heart.
"Ananda broke the precepts sword technique..." Wang Zai, Wang Ce, Du Shaobai, everyone with good knowledge blurted out this term.
Meng Qi directly used the essence of swordsmanship to trigger various changes in "Luo Hongchen", instead of focusing on interpretation as before.
As the pinnacle of exterior sword skills, "Luo Hongchen"'s own changes are indeed much stronger than Meng Qi's evolved moves!
"There is no intention of the sword, it's not a scene..." Wang Zai nodded thoughtfully, understanding that Meng Qi had not yet used all his strength.
Huang Zishi's face was solemn, he closed his folding fan, and tremblingly stepped forward to greet him. He looked old and decrepit, like a withered and fallen flower, but his trembling contained countless changes, which changed with the changes of Kongmeng's sword, and they all matched!
"Okay!" Most of the people with good strength, including Wang Ce, shouted "ok". Huang Zushi's response vividly demonstrated the change side of "Feixia Luo Ying Gong". The long knife and folding fan seemed to be flying through the void. Dancing is so beautiful.
This is an extremely high level of change in moves!
But at this moment, Meng Qi Kongmeng's sword "exploded", and a sword light that seemed to go against common sense and seemed to make people distracted suddenly appeared. With a sharp and harsh whisper, it hit Huang Zishi's head and cracked it open.
Huang Zushi's moves had to be changed again, otherwise the flaw would become fatal.
He remained motionless, and his whole body floated back a foot gracefully by the wind of the sword.
Meng Qi stretched out his long sword, and the man took advantage of the force of the sword, shrank to an inch, and suddenly appeared in front of Huang Zishi, forcing Huang Zishi, who was trying to regroup, to have to defend himself again.
One blow after another, Meng Qi's every blow was aimed at Huang Zushi's flaw, and every blow was in line with the essence of the sword's art. The killing made Huang Zushi sweat profusely, but he could never find a chance to counterattack.
"Attacked twenty times in a row, but not one of them was able to defend..." Wang Zai's face was full of fighting spirit, and he pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, wishing he could go down and take his place.
Wang Ce frowned slightly, as if he was holding back something, but he could see this battle more clearly than yesterday.
Yesterday, Su Meng, a swordsman, defeated Jin Jinxian with twenty-eight sword strikes. Today, he only attacked but did not defend. He killed Huang Zishi with twenty strikes in a row and was in danger. The strength of his sword skills was fully demonstrated!
Huang Zushi had a feeling of suffocation building up in his heart. He hadn't fully executed each move yet because Meng Qi pointed out the flaw and had to change it in advance. Compared with Jin Jinxian's hearty performance yesterday, he always had a way of making his hair stand out. It’s frustrating to be interrupted when you’re enjoying yourself, twenty times in a row!
no! If you go on, you won’t even have a chance to make a comeback! Huang Zishi took a strong breath, opened his folding fan to block, and launched the killing move with his left hand.
The five fingers of his left hand are like blossoming flowers, stretching and contracting, constantly changing, and finally drifting with the wind and ruthless flow of water.
Huang Zishi seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment, with falling flowers appearing all over him, gurgling water, and flaws appearing and changing, making it difficult for Meng Qi to figure it out and grasp it!
Near the lotus pond, the cold wind suddenly intensified, and pieces of withered leaves flew with the wind, like swift hidden weapons, hitting Meng Qi!
This is exactly Huang Zishi's outdoor move, "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water"!
Meng Qi took a deep breath, suddenly retracted the long knife, and then slashed out without any warning.
The transformation of this knife is simple and unremarkable, but all the vitality of the surrounding airflow is absorbed by it, as if there is only one knife between heaven and earth!
This is derived from the essence of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique, but Meng Qi removed the thunder and violence, only to be fierce and fierce, and changed his appearance.
The air flow was absorbed, the vitality was absorbed, and the broken and withered leaves suddenly lost their power and the ability to kill people. They seemed to be floating normally, empty and powerless, and they were all sucked by the long knife and stuck to the blade.
The long knife brought withered leaves and the whispers of gods all over the sky, and slashed down like a circle. It did not dodge or evade, and remained unchanged in response to all changes, and it shook the folding fan in Huang Zishi's left hand.
puff!
The sound of defeat rang out, and after twenty moves, the two "weapons" finally collided!
The strong wind overflowed and swept around, bringing up dust all over the place.
Although Huang Zishi opened two more orifices than Meng Qi, and performed exterior palm techniques, Meng Qi absorbed 30% of the Demon Lord's essence, and his true energy was strong, thick, and continuous. In addition, the Golden Bell Cover and the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques were all used. The magical skill that is outstanding in terms of strength and internal energy is much better than the "Flying Clouds and Falling Heroes Skill" which is good at transformation. The two sides fought evenly, neither of them retreated even a step.
No, Meng Qi's "whisper" retreated faster than Huang Zishi's left palm and folding fan. Halfway back, he flipped the long sword, shouted loudly, and slashed out again.
The muddy water of the lotus pond ripples with the sound, and the ripples are rapid.
Huang Zushi planned to take advantage of the situation to attack, but his ears were suddenly struck by thunder, and his body trembled and slowed down for half a beat.
Under normal circumstances, he would have his own way to deal with similar sound attacks, but at this time he had just used the outdoor palm technique, which was very expensive, and he was in the middle of changing moves to attack, so it was inevitable that he would not be able to cope with it.
The long knife slashed across the folding fan and his left palm, and stopped in front of him.
Huang Zushi sighed and said calmly and calmly: "Huang surrenders."
He was secretly depressed, but he couldn't force the opponent to use the sword move on location.
Wang Zai, who was watching, sighed and said to Wang Ce: "Huang Zishi's momentum has indeed been taken away, and his mind has a flaw. If he had used the 'Luohua Liushui' ten moves earlier, he might not have been able to force out the real Ananda's breaking the precepts sword technique."
Wang Ce received the reminder from the old servant, nodded and said: "Ten moves ago, he had not lost his energy, and his true energy was still at its peak. The power of 'Luo Hua Liu Shui' should be 30% stronger than it is now. Even if there is no hope of victory, Su Meng is still forced to use all his strength. Those who had a chance, ended up losing their momentum, losing their will to win, and being cautious, falling behind.”
Well now, I haven’t seen the real Ananda’s sword-breaking technique, nor has I seen Su Meng’s fundamental technique, the Golden Bell Cover!
This time, there was no need for Wang Zai to explain. Everyone who came to watch the battle could clearly see that Su Meng, the "sword madman", attacked with twenty-two swords in a row, but was not able to defend himself with any of his swords. Even when faced with outdoor palm techniques, he defeated the strong with strong force. No dodging, no fighting back!
The "Luohua Gongzi" only used the "Luohua Liushui" location move from beginning to end.
The Thunder Sword Crazy Monk of the past, Su Meng, the Sword Crazy Monk of today, is truly superb in his swordsmanship!
After Wang Ce finished speaking, he frowned again and said apologetically to Shan Xiumei and others: "I'll go and make it easier."
Shan Xiumei followed subconsciously, then stopped immediately. She had never heard of the principle of a woman following a man when he went to the toilet. She glanced at Wang Zai and saw that he had not moved, so she calmed down and nodded in response.
Several other Wang family members also went out with Wang Ce, and the old servant naturally protected Wang Ce.
While Meng Qi was talking to Huang Zishi and reviewing the fight for the benefit of the spectators, Gu Xiaosang stood by the window and saw Wang Ce and the old servant going downstairs and heading straight to the toilet.
She turned around, took off her pink coat, and changed into plain clothes and a white skirt. When she opened the door, her aura was ethereal again.
In the private room where the Wang family lived, Wang Zai listened to Meng Qi communicating with Huang Zishi in a graceful manner. Several Wang family members drank Wanhua wine and whispered about where to go to enjoy themselves.
The place where Shan Xiumei stood was not far from Wang Zai, but she suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.
Just as she was about to speak, the door of the room floated up, like a weightless object, and a delicate and ethereal girl stepped in, shrunk to an inch, and pointed her slender fingers at Shan Xiu's forehead without any trace of fireworks.
The surroundings seemed to be much brighter all of a sudden, and voices like celestial music and Zen singing continued to sound:
"The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, sorrows are endless, have mercy on our world, there is a god descending from the sky, there is no living mother, my hometown is empty!"
The airflow in the room partially collapsed, and Shan Xiu could not help but throw her eyebrows towards Gu Xiaosang.
There were cave-ins, whirlpools, and bulges, waves outward, pushing several Wang disciples to the wall. Invisible threads were floating around, like the hands of a demon, entangling Wang Zai.
There were many people in the private room, but Shan Xiumei felt like she was alone in the wilderness!
In another private room, Kong Yu had not paid attention to the battle, but sensed the movement of Su Meng's maid.
When Gu Xiaosang took action, he spread his fingers, but in the end did not take action immediately.
When the Daluo Demon Girl appears, she is definitely not killing people for the sake of killing people. She must have some huge plot. If she attacks the Wang family's children, she will definitely have to rescue them, but now, she can wait and see what will happen!
Kong Yu's expression was very cold, and there was a man in a cloak standing next to him, with a silver silk thread hanging from his waist and a bright silver official seal hanging!