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Chapter 8 Cangjiang Sword Art

"Challenge Qingshan?" Teng Qinghu couldn't help but hold his breath.

In his heart, Teng Qingshan was omnipotent. But after all, Teng Qingshan used to only venture into Yicheng and encountered too few masters. Today, this is the territory of Guiyuan Sect. There are a lot of acquired peak warriors here.

Whether it was first-class warriors such as Wu Man and Gong Yang Qing, or many Black Armored Soldiers, they all watched the battle intently.

...

"It's interesting!" Zhuge Yuanhong's smile on his face even stronger when he saw this scene.

Among the four commanders, the older old man with silver hair and black robe and the strong man in steel were interested in watching, while the younger commander Zang Feng narrowed his eyes, his eyes as if he was cold. The woman commander was watching quietly.

On the ring, this pair of young masters stood at both ends of the ring.

Teng Qingshan is seven feet and four inches tall (nearly 1.85 meters), and has reached its peak in internal martial arts. His body is quite strong. Yue Song's height is almost the same as Teng Qingshan, but Yue Song's shoulders are wider, his arms are longer, and his whole body looks stronger.

From the appearance alone, there is no way to tell the difference in age between the two.

Cangjiang, Yue Song! He studied under the "Cangjiang Yijian". Now he has just left the army to receive training. In the outside world, except for some top masters who know that Cangjiang Yijian has such a disciple, many people still don't know that there is a figure named Yue Song.

Yicheng, Teng Qingshan! The monster who is only sixteen years old is not famous. After all, Yicheng's number one master is not worth showing off.

Which of the two young people is stronger?

The entire school ground was silent, and everyone watched the two of them.

"Teng Qingshan, be careful!" Yue Song smiled confidently and drew out the black heavy sword behind him.

"Let's take action." Teng Qingshan held the reincarnation gun and looked at his opponent calmly.

Yue Song's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole aura rose, and he growled: "Teng Qingshan, take me to break the wave first!" He moved his feet and pulled closer to Teng Qingshan. The black heavy sword in his hand was even more simple to cut straight!

Hurry!

A heavy force slash!

Teng Qingshan seemed to hear the sound of waves in a trance, and the black heavy sword had already fallen above his head.

"break!"

Teng Qingshan stood there, with his right hand trembling, and the spear came out of the hole like a poisonous snake. He cleverly touched the black heavy sword. The black heavy sword couldn't help but tilted slightly, but it still struck Teng Qingshan's shoulder.

"Hmm? So strong, so weird." Teng Qingshan was shocked and even avoided the sword. "My swordsmanship, I cannot completely remove his attack power and control the direction of his attack. This swordsmanship has its own special features."

When ordinary people fight Teng Qingshan, Teng Qingshan will win once the weapons are touched.

But this time, a problem occurred.

"How is that possible?" Teng Qingshan was surprised, and Yue Song was even more surprised. "I practiced heavy swords in Cangjiang. Even the undercurrents of Cangjiang could not change my sword. How could his spear have such strong power!"

In Yue Song's feeling, Teng Qingshan's spear tip was like a terrifying vortex undercurrent at the bottom of the Cangjiang River. Once touched, the sword force was affected.

"No wonder that Niu Zhan, when he touched Teng Qingshan's spear, his weapon was so far away and he lost directly. I had already reached the state of unity of human and sword... I was still affected by the sword force. But I don't believe that Teng Qingshan can connect me to the thirty-three swords of breaking the waves!" Yue Song's steps were mysterious, and he made a heavy sword in his hand one after another.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

Yue Song surrounded Tengqing Mountain and kept moving his position, like a fish in the water, very flexible, and every stroke of the heavy sword was powerful.

"What a strange sword technique!" Teng Qingshan only felt that the opponent's heavy sword was heavier and heavier every time.

"Peng!" "Peng!"...

A footprint appeared on the rock at the foot of Tengqing Mountain. Every time it moved, a footprint appeared on the foot of Tengqing Mountain.

...

"Excellent!" Zhuge Yuanhong, who watched the battle, laughed, "The thirty-three swords of the Cangjiang Sword Art, are stronger than the other sword! At the beginning, each sword only has tens of thousands of kilograms of impact, and it is getting heavier and heavier at the back. However, Teng Qingshan's gun technique is even more mysterious, and heavier and heavier in his entire body easily unloads the power to the ground. His body was not affected at all. The control of the power alone is really amazing. I don't know what kind of environment can create such a genius!"

Borrow the force and unload the force!

Teng Qingshan was a master of internal martial arts in his previous life. He had already reached a peak in the control of muscles and muscles throughout his body. The opponent's momentum was strong and strong, but Teng Qingshan easily transmitted his strength to the ground along his feet.

"This Teng Qingshan has been moving within a range of ten feet." The old man with black robe and silver hair exclaimed.

"Yue Song's Thirty-Three Swords of the Breaking Waves have only used the 23rd Sword. The further you go, the greater the force. I don't believe that Teng Qingshan can easily defend the 33rd Swords." The young commander Zang Feng said coldly, the Thirty-Three Swords of the Breaking Waves are very famous.

Even Zang Feng himself must do his best to resist. It is impossible to be so relaxed.

...

On the ring, Yue Song's body was light and sharp, but his sword was as heavy as a mountain! One sword after another, one after another!

clang! clang! clang! clang!

Teng Qingshan still moved within a range of one meter. Every time the spear in his hand touched the heavy sword, it would be retracted. Although Teng Qingshan left deep footprints on the rocky ground every time, Teng Qingshan's smile became more and more prosperous.

"That's a genius who can create this sword technique! The sword technique is like the surging river water, one sword after another, the power is getting stronger and stronger. I really want to see when this sword force will come to an end!" Teng Qingshan's arms used all of the force was about 10,000 pounds.

Except for the dragon in Bihantan, no one has been able to force Teng Qingshan to use the terrible power in his body.

"The 32nd sword is here! This sword has an impact power of at least tens of thousands of pounds. Generally, the peak acquired master has been killed long ago."

Teng Qingshan's spear turned and resisted the opponent's sword again. The terrible force was transmitted to his arms through the spear, and easily passed along the bones, fascia, and muscles to his feet. There was no loss of Teng Qingshan's internal strength.

"Thirty-third sword!" Teng Qingshan was counting the opponent's sword moves in his heart.

"Peng!"

Yue Song's last sword actually held the sword in both hands, slashing violently, carrying the remaining power of the first thirty-two swords. This sword even caused the surrounding air to shake and the sound of the explosion of air to roar, causing the people around to watch the battle scene to twist.

"Clang!"

It's still a very simple shot, it's simple and simple.

However, the moment he touched the opponent's heavy sword, the entire spear instantly produced a terrible spiral force, just like a terrible vortex that was invisible in the darkness, sweeping over the opponent's heavy sword and changing the opponent's sword force.

"Haha, please feel free, please feel free!" Yue Song had retreated several feet away, his eyes were slightly red in excitement, and he laughed, "I admire Brother Teng's marksmanship in one breath. Brother Teng's marksmanship, what is your marksmanship?"

"The gun technique is called 'Like Shadows'." Teng Qingshan also exclaimed, "Brother Yue's sword technique is also very mysterious. I don't know what it is called?" Teng Qingshan just heard the other party say 'Breaking Wave Style'. It is obvious that this set of sword technique is not just this style.

"My sword technique was created by my master in Cangjiang for a hundred years, and was called "Cangjiang Sword Art". What I used just now was the wave-breaking style of "Cangjiang Sword Art"! As for my body technique, it is the "Dragon-Walking Style"!" Yue Song said straightforwardly. In fact, the name of the martial arts secret book does not need to be kept secret.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a noise below!

"The Cangjiang Sword Art, that is the Cangjiang Sword Art?"

"This Yue Song is the disciple of Cangjiang Sword Saint?"

...

The warriors and soldiers of the Black Armored Army who were watching the battle also knew some very famous figures in the world. "Cangjiang Yijian" Wei Wuya is an extremely famous super strong man on the land of Jiuzhou. He is one of the 36 people on the Tianlist and is respected as the "Cangjiang Sword Saint".

"Cangjiang Sword Art" has six styles, which are extremely powerful.

"Brother Teng, I have not yet achieved the 'roll-up style' of "Cangjiang Sword Art". I cannot use it to the heart. You have to be careful." Yue Song said solemnly.

Teng Qingshan was a little surprised.

In addition to the wave-breaking style just now, this Yue Song actually has a more powerful "stacking style".

"Haha, Brother Yue, don't hold back, just come." Teng Qingshan stood with a gun.

Yue Song had a solemn expression, and a blue halo appeared on his face. The sword tip of the black heavy sword actually had a wisp of force emanating from it, shooting on the rocky ground, shaking the rocks on the ground into pieces. Obviously, Yue Song could not perfectly control his internal strength.

“Stack-rolling style!”

Yue Song growled low.

"Boom~~" It was very clear, the black heavy sword slashed at Teng Qingshan with the sound of the roaring river.

A stream of internal force fluctuated, resulting in a terrifying roar of rivers. The sword in Yue Song's hand seemed to turn into an angry Cangjiang and swallowed Teng Qingshan.

Before the sword arrived, Teng Qingshan was already shocked.

"No! This sword is much more powerful than before!" Teng Qingshan was secretly shocked, "Just relying solely on the 'Shadow Following' gun, it is absolutely impossible to remove this attack power." If Teng Qingshan relies on powerful brute force, he can directly kill the opponent with one shot.

Without being necessary, Teng Qingshan doesn’t want to expose his amazing power. This is his biggest secret!

"We need to use Hunyuan Yiqi Gun Technique!"

Ruying follows the marksmanship, after all, it is just an attack marksmanship. Although it has the function of unloading power, how can it be compared with the "Hunyuan Yiqi" marksmanship? The "Hunyuan Yiqi" marksmanship is the only defensive marksmanship among the Five Elements Guns, with the strongest unloading power and defensive marksmanship.

"call!"

The reincarnation gun rotates!

The gun shadow flew, and Teng Qingshan seemed to have turned into a terrible deep-sea vortex. When Yue Song's heavy sword touched Teng Qingshan's gun shadow, it seemed as if the angry Nujiang River water was swallowed by the vortex. The strange force made Yue Song vomit blood sadly.

"Save it!" Teng Qingshan shouted loudly.

call!

Faced with the terrifying devouring force, Yue Song could no longer control the heavy sword in his hand. The heavy sword came out of his hand and was swept hard on the rock of the ring. The entire ring was shocked suddenly, as if it was hit by a meteorite outside the sky.

boom!

The rocks on the ring were completely cracked, and cracks were as ferocious as they were, and the broken stone powder was flowing.
Chapter completed!
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