The second style of the Miaobiao sword technique is "high mountain". Those who use internal force to activate the sword energy and enter the great success can fight a hundred.

But Lu Xin just entered this state, and his internal strength was still very weak, and he could not spoil it at will, making the sound of the zither. At this time, facing a great enemy, he had to calm himself down completely and enter a "selfless" state of unity of man and sword.

When teaching sword skills, Wu Wu said that the magical sword technique focuses on the agility of the sword moves and the flexibility of the body movement. The combination of the two can make the sword holder look like a dragon and dance in the mountains. However, to completely integrate the body movement with the sword moves, the sword momentum, mind, body, and all three must be raised to the same height.

The two of Shangxuantian Sect quickly swam under the bow of the boat, and Lu Xin still closed his eyes tightly. The Youxian Sword in his hand trembled slightly, like a divine dragon about to scatter into the sky.

Yue Buhei looked at the two people in the water and sneered repeatedly. Standing beside Lu Xin, he had a faint fluorescent flash on his body. The corpse poison in his body made him unable to change the true body of the demon fox, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Two little ones in the third level of the Contemplation Realm dare to cause trouble for me?"

"Hmph, we are hereby arrested this person by the order of the sect leader. It has nothing to do with you. If you know each other, hurry up and leave!"

After the two disciples finished speaking coldly, they both jumped onto the bow of the boat. Yue Buhei immediately opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blue smoke. The entire merchant ship was blown by the river wind. For a moment, the bow and cabin were covered with hazy fog, and he could not see his five fingers.

"Demonic? Who are you? Junior Brother Feng, I'll deal with him, you go and catch people."

Wang Cong's face changed slightly, and the sword in his hand shook, and three talismans floated out of the void. One turned into water, one turned into fire, and the other turned into thunder. The three forces suddenly merged, and a three-color thunderstorm immediately formed over the bow of the ship.

"Water, Fire, Thunder Sword, Disperse!"

With Wang Cong's low roar, the three-colored thunderstorm suddenly exploded, causing a huge gust of wind. The entire ship swayed, and the mist that Yue Buhei had just spit out was blown by the strong wind and all dissipated.

Looking around, there was no trace of a young man in white robe on the boat. There was only a young woman in messy clothes collapsed in the cabin.

"Who are you? You are fighting and killing here and scaring me to death."

The woman half-covered her face, her eyes were frightened, and she exhaled like orchids, as if she was pitying. Wang Cong was slightly stunned, unable to believe her eyes. Just as she was about to look around again, the woman in the cabin suddenly flew in front of her, with her sharp claws on her hands, hitting her throat. Wang Cong was so scared that her face was pale and instinctively blocked with a sword. When the sword touched the woman's sharp claws, she broke into two pieces with a "bang".

"Hehehe, the sword from Xuantian Sect is just like this. Is this guest official, my body still pleasing to the eye?"

"Monster, seeking death!"

As soon as the sword was broken, Wang Cong took four or five steps back and almost fell into the river. But the woman did not catch up, but stood there and gasped, as if she was very tired. Looking at this time, I saw that the pityful beauty turned into a pale boy, grinning and giggling.

"The fox's change is really effective at the critical moment. When he throws his charming eyes, he can't even take action. Where did this lewd bitch learn the tricks."

The scholar lay in the shadow of the shore, watching the melee on the boat, and was amazed. Although the boatman on the side was so scared that his whole body was trembling, it was obvious that it was the first time he saw the Onmyoji fighting. He stared at him with his eyes wide open, and he was very excited.

"Brother Tu, your friend is a human or a demon, and he still knows how to change. He is not a vixen, right?"

"Vox spirit? Of course not. He... is a shemale or a woman, very bad. I tell you, don't talk to him too much. Otherwise, your first kiss will be taken away by a man."

"Don't worry, Brother Tu, I've already married and had children, and I'll marry another concubine in a while. But what does the word "hemale" mean?"

"Damn, you are not a virgin? Genggugugugugu, what kind of shemale, he is just a vixen!"

The scholar looked back at the boatman who was a few years older than him, and kicked the stone in anger. Seeing that the other party buried his head and stopped talking, he looked back on the river in anger.

At this time, another disciple of Shangxuantian Sect had already walked to Lu Xin. However, the young man still closed his eyes and did not move. The man seemed a little curious. He neither tied up or woke Lu Xin up, but just looked around.

"Mom! What's wrong with Brother Xin? When you sleep at this time, you dream of Chang'e?"

The scholar was a little anxious and bit his lip, afraid that he could not help but scream. At this moment, the disciple of Shangxuantian Sect moved. He slowly stretched out his hand and wanted to get the Sword of Youxian. The young man who was entering a state of meditation suddenly opened his eyes, swayed, and appeared behind him in an instant.

This scene made the disciple named Feng Li so scared that he widened his eyes. However, he did not turn around immediately, but silently sacrificed a yellow talisman.

"Good body skills, it seems that you are a master of swords."

"The disciples of Xuantian Sect also use swords, but you value Taoism more. They have sword moves but no sword intent. In fact, you are not worthy of using swords."

"Hahahaha... What a big tone! The sect leader is the world's number one sword immortal. Before he practices Taoism, his sword technique has entered the realm of transformation. What do you know, a little martial artist? I have many talents in the Xuantian Sect. Only Senior Brother Yuyi from the Demon Hall has defeated the No. 1 Sword Saint in the Jianghu. You are just a frog in the well."

Feng Li said this and turned around suddenly, and the talisman turned into lightning and attached to the sword. Lu Xin could clearly feel an invisible force rising from the void and pressing overwhelmed.

He had fought with Duzhou Zhenren. Although the other party was also an Onmyoji, his magic power was far less powerful than the person in front of him. Under Feng Li's explosion of momentum, Lu Xin had to retreat, which made his face suddenly change. When his standing posture was chaotic, his sword intent dispersed, which was a taboo in fighting.

Feng Li, regardless of whether he was ready or not, the thunder light of the long sword in his hand jumped and rushed to his chest instantly. His speed was too fast, and Lu Xin didn't even have time to use his sword moves, so he could only cross the Youxian Sword and forcefully resist.

Bang!

It seemed as if more than a dozen fierce horses were hit at the same time, and the power from the sword body instantly shook off his body. Lu Xin was bombarded into the cabin.

He knocked out a big hole on the deck. His body was already poisoned by corpse, and then he sprayed two mouthfuls of blood.

"Xiao Xin?"

Yue Buhei was entangled with Wang Cong at the stern of the boat. When he saw Lu Xin being knocked away, his face suddenly changed. He was also due to the poison of the corpse.

I can't use all my magic power, so I can only dodge everywhere, and I can't help at all for a while.

"I'm fine, just don't lose."

"Hmph, how could I lose to a little girl! But you can't die before you arrive in Chang'an."

"Don't worry, your life is strong!"

With a low growl, Lu Xin turned over and rose. The moment his feet were stepping on the deck, the sword in his hand was at a speed that the naked eye could not see clearly.

Du rushed towards Feng Li. At this time, the young man's body changed with the sword's momentum, and appeared on the left and the right.

It's like a dragon riding on the wind, floating without a trace.

Feng Li stood at the bow of the ship, and could not hit the target after several swings of sword energy. His face looked a little ugly. Two seconds later, the boy's sword was strange.

The man appeared on the back. Feng Li was shocked, but he was an Onmyoji after all. He shouted angrily, and the magic power in his body surged out, blocking the sword from the air

tip.

That's right, You Xian Jian was about to pierce into Feng Li's body, but stopped at the last moment. The sword body was covered with an invisible force.

Wrapped, and even the five fingers holding the hilt of the sword could not move.

Immediately, Feng Li turned around, opened his mouth and breathed in his left hand, and three red and yellow flames suddenly appeared in his palm.

"Doesn't it feel strange? This is the difference between a mortal and Onmyoji. Your sword cannot even touch my body,

What are you talking about intent of swords? Boy, the Taoist real fire in my hand can burn you to ashes in an instant. But as long as you tie it up

Accept it, Feng guarantees you to die!"

"Oh, then do you know what is your sect leader who ordered me to be captured?"

"The order of the sect leader has its own profound meaning. As disciples, we just need a reason to act on orders?"

"Hmph, no reason, but it will kill you!"

Lu Xin raised his eyebrows, and the You Xian Sword in his hand suddenly made a "buzzing" sound, and then a sharp sword energy burst out.

In an instant, Feng Li's robe was torn apart and his flesh was broken. Feng Li was in pain and his magic power dispersed. Lu Xin took advantage of the situation to stab the sword into his chest, for a moment

Blood was pouring in between.

"My sword is now only an inch away from your heart, and no matter how powerful your magic power is, you can't use any point. You said, I'm

Want to kill you or let you go?"

"How is it possible for your sword to emit sword energy with internal force?"

Feng Li's pupils shrank sharply, and his expression was extremely frightened. The young man in front of him clearly had a weak internal strength, but he could magnify his internal strength through his sword body.

It even reached the point where the sword energy could evolve. This is obviously contrary to common sense, because only magic power can attach to weapons.

"Hmph, I won't kill you, but you have to have a sleep!"

Lu Xin naturally didn't explain anything, so he knocked him out with one palm, and then took back the sword of You Xian. Then he took a long breath and felt his head suddenly

Dizzy and sat down on the ground.

Looking down at the arms, the meridians of both hands were black and the heart and lungs were vaguely painful. This was obviously the poison of corpse through the meridians, surging through the meridians.

Towards the state of internal organs.

"Oh, I really can't use internal strength. It seems that I can't hold on to Wuzhou."

Looking back, on the car and boat, the Yang sisters were fighting with the middle-aged man in a difficult situation. However, Yue Buhei did not find him.

Win or lose. Lu Xin frowned and felt uneasy. The power of Shang Xuantian Sect was far beyond his imagination.

Boom!

A thunder suddenly fell from the sky. Two seconds later, the wind and rain broke out, and the entire river surface became surging. The hull was shaking violently.

He was so shocked that Lu Xin was about to get up to help Yue Buhei. A blood-red flying sword appeared above his head.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, don't hurt the people in Miaojiang. For your and my mission, you just need to bring the boy back to Longcheng!"
Chapter completed!