Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 260 No one is seen in Tonglu



Chapter 260 No one is seen in Tonglu

"Back then, there was a sword that caused a boundless blood frenzy in the world, but who could have known that this magic sword, which made everyone's eyes change after hearing about it, would have seven words written on it: "Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night" . Lu Fangwengquan knew that his poems would be related to swords and bloody storms, so he didn't know how he would feel..."

Jiang Wen looked at the three-foot-long sword in his hand, and saw a dense green light radiating from between his fingers and eyelashes, filling the room. He raised his hand and looked sideways, and the cold light became hesitant and wandering, as if It can transform into an abyssal dragon and snake at any time and soar out from the blade.

"I want to follow the old wisdom of my predecessors. When I go down the mountain, I ask the blacksmith to carve a sentence "I remember crying back then" and go up. When I draw the sword, it will be like a thunder god flying and invincible! "

After saying this, Jiang Wen sheathed his sword with a loud sound, turned around and looked at the silent young swordsman behind him, and said in a deep voice, "I know you don't have me as a master in your heart, but it doesn't matter. I know it well." Just learn whatever you want.”

The Tongtian Hall of the Wuyi Sect was empty, except for these two half-way masters and apprentices who had only met each other very little. The hall was not like other sects, with handwritten writings from predecessors and portraits of ancestors hanging everywhere. On the contrary, Jiang was extremely poor and shabby. Wen has also been thinking about it for a long time recently, whether to hang a portrait of Jin Yong wearing glasses in the center.

"Hu Fei, do you know where Wen Ding lost to you in the competition just now?"

The young swordsman who was suddenly called by his real name showed no emotion at all. He looked as silent as a pool of stagnant water. His silence was different from the simple dullness of Xiao Shitou. It was just a kind of coldness and indifference that was so strong that it could not be eliminated.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Jiang Wen said to himself, "The previous exchanges between you were actually evenly matched. Only in the last move, Wen Ding became murderous on the line of life and death. This is where he lost. In this regard, He also knows it well.”

When evil people do good things, it is said that they will be saved; when good people do evil things, it is said that they are willing to perish. After all, Hong Wending's state of mind is still not harmonious enough, so such flaws are revealed.

More importantly, even though the "Celestial Silkworm Divine Art" has restrained the poison of the "Secret Dragon-shaped Fist", Jiang Wen is still worried that these weird martial arts that do not belong to this world have other flaws that he has not yet understood. Because of this, Jiang Wen needed Hong Wending to have a tougher, more mellow, and clearer state of mind than ordinary people.

But Hu Fei, with his messy hair, didn't seem to care at all what Jiang Wen said, even though the logic in this sentence was bizarre and confusing.

Jiang Wen sighed secretly. It seemed that Hu Fei's psychological problem was far greater than imagined. He was not afraid of his disciples being full of fallacies, let alone being obsessed with cultivation, but he was worried about this kind of autistic mood and not knowing how to communicate with the outside world.

But Jiang Wen is not helpless in dealing with this kind of thing. He can also use words and deeds to make Hu Fei feel that he is a gentleman like jade and as calm as water, and use the charm of the "gentleman's sword" to pull him back from the edge of the abyss.

"Hu Fei, use your sword moves to attack me."

Jiang Wen stopped talking and stood up proudly.

He held the sheathed sword with one hand and had no intention of unsheathing it. Hu Fei knew it well when he saw this, but this time he responded with extreme caution and took the initiative to take off the withered and old sable fur. On one side, a body of strong and smooth muscles was exposed, and he slowly raised the hatchet in his hand.

At this time, the light in the main hall was dim, and the space between the two of them was relatively small. They were more inclined to engage in hand-to-hand combat. No words were needed. Hu Fei was already attacking Jiang Wen with his sword. The hatchet was light and short, and it came out naturally. Recruitment is also faster than before.

The distance between the two people quickly approached, and as soon as Hu Fei's left foot landed, Jiang Wen took a step to the left, and in an instant, deflected the opponent's attack without a trace.

But Hu Fei did not stop. His next step went against common sense and he raised his knees and lowered his feet to the left, as if a drunkard had gone astray. Not only did he not intend to take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but he took a step further away from Jiang Wen.

But the next second, Hu Fei clasped his knees and feet in a neutral position, turned around as smoothly as running water, and in an instant, he swung his sword again, blocking the direction of Jiang Wen's movement and dodge, and the blades dimly scraped against each other. Passing by the corner of his clothes.

Hu Fei, who had missed the blow, still didn't stop. He concentrated on his neutrality and once again walked and circled in a direction that was contrary to common sense. He went back and forth, as light and elegant as running water flying and diving. He advanced step by step, and the sword's power became even more aggressive. The ground was flying around Jiang Wen, and for a while, cold light flickered and shadows overlapped in the empty room.

"Yes, your four-image footwork is calm and leisurely. You step on the four directions of Shaoyang, Laoyang, Shaoyin and Laoyin. During your movement, you have both strength and softness, light and darkness. Even if an ordinary person is bumped by your feet and knees, , I’m afraid they will all fly away.”

Jiang Wen praised repeatedly, and his originally elegant and light footwork suddenly hit the ground with a click of his left toe, and he actually walked in circles like Hu Fei, repeating the cycle.

He was seen using his hips to bring his knees, and his knees to bring his feet. When Hu Fei was about to step from Lao Yang to Shaoyin, he had already taken the position first and stopped Hu Fei's four-image footwork.

However, the Four Symbols' footwork is steady and vigorous step by step. It cannot be solved by occupying sufficient positions. If you are too self-righteous, you will fall into a trap.

I saw that Hu Fei's eyes were focused at this time. He didn't even have time to drop the hatchet in mid-air. His feet quickly occupied the two diagonal positions of Lao Yang and Lao Yin. He twisted his hips with full strength and chest, and a burst of strength instantly It jumped up from the bottom of his legs and hit Jiang Wen instantly.

Although the four-image footwork is single, it contains the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint. In boxing theory, young is no match for old, and yin is no match for yang. Hu Fei occupied old yin and old yang, and Jiang Wen was squeezed into Shaoyin and Shaoyang in a hurry, so Hu Fei His position was more suitable for exerting force and energy. When Jiang Wen noticed a sudden surge of energy, Hu Fei's hidden sweeping force pushed him down.

Seeing that his feet were about to leave the ground, Jiang Wen smiled slightly.

I saw his feet suddenly clasped his heels again, raised his knees and landed on his feet. His toes were suddenly squeezed into the position occupied by Hu Fei in the electric light. His back was close to Hu Fei's shoulders, and the force of the ups and downs and sweeping force his body experienced was transmitted as it was. Out, it was actually imposed on Hu Fei again.

Hu Fei couldn't dodge for a moment, and his footsteps on Lao Yang suddenly stepped on Shaoyin's position. He suddenly became Jiang Wen stepping on Lao Yang and Shaoyang, and Hu Fei stepping on Lao Yin and Shaoyin. With Yin losing to Yang, His feet were immediately lifted a few inches and he stumbled out.

"Remember, young is better than old."

Jiang Wen stepped on the four elephants and moved like the wind, and finally stood on the spot gracefully and elegantly. He put his hands down on his Dantian like pressing driftwood and said slowly.

"Give you a chance and come again."

Hu Fei stepped back and turned around, with a look of surprise in his eyes. Still without a word, he attacked Jiang Wen with a single sword.

This attack seemed simple and neat, but the reality and reality were intertwined. The hatchet could not be used as a cover-up. It was only when the weapon turned around that it suddenly turned into a real move. I saw Hu Fei's single sword rushing back, and the handle of the sword instantly He was about to hit Jiang Wen on the wrist, and the other hand used the knife-in-palm method, and suddenly struck Jiang Wen with a palm from the blind spot of his sight.

"Although this move 'Holding the Moon in the Arms' is very smooth and smooth, it is too rigid in the form of a move. It is not dangerous enough as a sword move, and it is too rough and inappropriate to be considered as a boxing technique..."

As a master of boxing, Jiang Wen naturally instantly saw through the killer move that had deceived Hong Wending. However, this time he did not use other martial arts. Instead, he followed Hu Fei's offensive and either extended his fists to strike, hooked his legs to kick back, or sunk his elbows to grapple. , or splitting the palms and clamping the legs, it only takes a dozen moves to come and go.

Compared with the martial arts he had performed before, these moves were not only less sophisticated, but even a bit clumsy and ugly. Hu Fei's boxing skills were sharp and swift. Jiang Wen used slowness to fight fast, and calmness to overcome dryness. Hu Fei was able to fight with both fists and knives. Not even the slightest advantage.

"That's enough, that's enough. It seems that you don't understand the principle of delay is better than haste - let's use your sword skills to see."

Jiang Wen pushed out his palm impatiently and turned it into a sloppy attack with his arms. He actually broke all Hu Fei's clever moves and pushed him staggering. Hu Fei was not angry when he saw that his offensive failed, but the rapid attacks consumed a lot of energy. There were already beads of sweat on his strong body, and his chest was obviously rising and falling due to breathing. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He just adjusted his breath for a moment before attacking again.

This time, Hu Fei had no reservations, and Jiang Wen's words became more concise with the use of exquisite sword skills.

The hatchet struck from the side, and he was met with a powerful and heavy blow. Jiang Wen raised the sheathed Lengyue sword and blocked it. However, Hu Fei still had his chest tightened and his back slightly bent. He first pressed the back of the sword outward and downward, Then, when there was no time to make a move, the knife swept diagonally upward until the handle of the knife hovered diagonally above Jiang Wen's left ear, and the incoming force was blocked.

"What a step forward to pick up the stars!"

With a smile in Jiang Wen's eyes, he used a sword to break away the fatal move that was showing signs of decline, then stepped forward with his left foot to the left, turned the knife of his right hand outwards at the wrist, and raised his hands diagonally upward in a very tensile posture, but it was also intact. The move he uses is "Step Up to Pick the Star Sword".

The same moves were performed in Jiang Wen's hands, and each step was slower and more restrained. Since the sword was in the sheath and there was no blade to use, the sword moves naturally did not rely on force to hit the opponent. The force fell with great force, even though Hu Fei had accurately blocked it with a hatchet. , but was still pushed one step away by the force of the sword.

Hu Fei did not hesitate after his center of gravity was damaged. He quickly extended his arms to maintain balance, turned sideways and twisted his waist and hips with the power of spreading his wings, and then bumped sideways and shouldered again.

Such a spin was followed by a hidden move of elbowing backwards, which was different from ordinary horizontal strikes. As soon as Jiang Wen dodged the elbow strike, he saw Hu Fei spinning at high speed in mid-air and turning around like lightning. With one slash, all the strength of the shoulder and elbow was concentrated into one point!

His body rotates left and right, forward and back, far and near, making it extremely difficult for people to guard against. If he succeeds in one move, he can cut the opponent's neck with a knife before he can react, and then retreat completely.

"The Kite's Turning Knife is pretty good, but the timing of the sword's release is a little off."

The cold sword wind had pressed against Jiang Wen's ears, ruffling his hair at the temples. His response was also quite strange, as he also stood up from the ground.

After Jiang Wen calculated the trajectory of the knife and mysteriously escaped from the killing move, he also lunged forward and jumped into the air. As he kicked out with a straight leg, he actually used his feet to control the twist with his hands. He controlled his center of gravity and settled down more quickly than Hu Fei, who was twisting his arms. His right palm quietly reached forward from his armpit, and took advantage of the situation to draw the Leng Yue sword, and stopped quickly and accurately on Hu Fei's side. Above the neck.

Hu Fei didn't seem to be able to react. He narrowed his eyes and stared coldly. He hesitated for a moment before escaping from the killing move, and then used the same ruthless tactics he used against Hong Wending when he fought against Hong Wending. Hot moves, including the hand-piercing hidden knife, the progressive chain knife, the body-wrenching topping knife, and other killing moves.

However, this time, Jiang Wen did not show any pretense. Instead, he looked at Hu Fei with a frown and casually used the same set of moves.

I saw the same moves in Jiang Wen's hands, completely erasing Hu Fei's ruthless madness. The moves were unconventional and unconventional. With the same moves, "Hidden Knife Through Hands" was insidious and cunning, and "Progressive Serial Knife" ” The aggressive, "Crouching Tiger, Monster and Python Turn" move showed its ferocious look, and rushed forward in an instant to force Hu Fei to a dead end. Then he rose up from the ground with a move of "Crouching Tiger, Monster Python Turning Over", and hurriedly attacked Hu Fei's vitals.

The pearlescent light of Leng Yue's sword shone so brightly that his vision became blurry. Hu Fei's eyes narrowed to the extreme. Between life and death, another evil and ferocious aura hit his face. He immediately used the "Bafang Hidden Sword Style" After occupying the main position, the sword energy rolled out and suddenly came towards Jiang Wen to fight back!

Jiang Wen only felt that in the hazy eyes, there was a lone desert smoke rising straight into the sky. More than a thousand iron cavalry were rushing towards them with their swords outside the desolate Gobi. Their iron clothes were cold to the bone, their armor was shining with golden scales, and they suddenly turned into a ball of flying sword shadows. , a spherical cloud filled with blood mist, rushed towards Jiang Wen without any explanation.

Hu Fei was unleashing all his killer moves at this moment, killing people and killing souls, but Jiang Wen's clear eyes still showed a clear look of disappointment.

"Wrong! Is this the way to treat others? It's up to me!"

This time, Jiang Wen seemed to be no longer holding back. The unsheathed Leng Yue sword came out of Xiu like a cloud, and all kinds of moves including twisting, sliding, twisting, and rubbing came out, both virtual and real, yin and yang. There seems to be endless power in it.

Jiang Wen's every move was slightly slow and restrained, as if a solemn guest was walking into the Lingxiao Palace step by step. However, after a continuous flow of ebb and flow, Hu Fei's move was unexpectedly replaced. All the swordsmen surrendered.

In the end, Jiang Wen's knife handle was pressed against Hu Fei's wrist, and with a little more pressure, Hu Fei's hands holding the knife had veins popping out, and even with all his strength, he could not lift the hatchet anymore!

"The Hu family's swordsmanship is a mess."

Hu Fei looked at Jiang Wen's disappointed eyes, a look finally appeared on his face with exposed veins, and he scolded him full of annoyance.

"If I learn the Dao Pu Quan Sutra thoroughly, I will never be inferior to you!"

Jiang Wen slapped his messy hair on the head and said in an iron-clad tone: "It's a joke, if you keep practicing like this, even if I give you a thousand boxing classics and ten thousand sword manuals, you won't be able to survive from it." Get out of my hands!"

Hu Fei was so angry that he was heaving and panting, and his stubbornness was beyond words. Jiang Wen could only laugh out loud and commented jokingly.

"The little devil from the Hu family, who was born evil, was able to practice the Hu family's sword technique, which combines yin and yang, hardness and softness, into a "magic sword". Fortunately, I have the means to subjugate demons. Otherwise, if you weren't careful one day, you might have killed all my Wuyi sect members! "

Jiang Wen never thought that other than Xiyi Martial Arts, there would be someone who could practice a Jianghu martial arts to such an obsessive level. However, this person was also extremely talented and managed to break through even if he was on the wrong path. A dangerous road.

But this made Jiang Wen even more worried about what kind of person the person who taught him martial arts was with sinister intentions.

"Tell me, who taught you this martial arts?"

Hu Fei lay on the cold blue bricks and twisted endlessly, and finally gave up the struggle. A look of attachment flickered in his eyes, and he slowly looked at the old mink fur in the distance and the sword in Jiang Wen's hand.

"No one has ever taught me. I only had a incomplete secret book in my hand. I had to practice on my own since I was a child. It wasn't until Fourth Uncle Ping revealed that the man appeared in Guangzhou that I came here specially..."

Jiang Wen nodded slowly. The child's willingness to tell the cause and effect was a good start. As for other details, he could slowly find out later. The most important thing now was to use words to arouse more resonance in him.

Jiang Wen showed the opposite patience from the previous discussion and slowly listened to Hu Fei's jerky voice, nodding and smiling from time to time.

"Did Uncle Ping give you the Diaoqiu and the sword?"

Hu Fei shook his head.

"Uncle Ping is just a Ma Bian who feeds horses. How can he come up with such treasures? Uncle Ping said these treasures were left to me by my mother who died long ago..."

"...What?" (End of Chapter)


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