Chapter 351 The Chaser of the City Lord's Mansion!
In the yard.
Ye Xuan's movements were fast, his sword light was shining, and he used the [Golden Wind and Drizzle Sword Art] with one hand, which was impenetrable and whirring, like the drizzle in spring, penetrating and densely packed.
Soon, Ye Xuan finished using the whole set of sword techniques.
He immediately put away his sword and stood up, looking at Yang Fang eagerly, trying to get Yang Fang's advice.
Yang Fang didn't say a word, his face was thoughtful, and the sword moves in his mind were constantly being dismantled and reassembled.
This set of Golden Wind and Drizzle Rain swordsmanship, even if he only read it once, he can directly understand its inner origin.
The so-called ten thousand methods are inseparable from their roots, no matter how complicated the sword technique is, no matter how complicated the sword is, it is nothing more than something that confuses people. The real lore is just a few key moves.
He didn't say a word, but stood with his hands behind his back, looking unfathomable.
Ye Xuan on the side was very nervous, feeling uneasy, looking at Yang Fang expectantly.
Could it be that with the eyes of this senior, he can't guide himself?
Or, unwilling to give advice?
Long time.
Yang Fang suddenly opened his mouth and said: "This set of swordsmanship is not bad. Among the super-grade swordsmanship, the power should be regarded as [middle-top grade]. If you want to use it to fight against the enemy, it is still a bit difficult. The opponent's speed If you are faster than you, if your cultivation base is stronger than yours, you will only be defeated, but... I will change this set of sword techniques.
I have three versions. The first version allows you to leapfrog to the enemy. If you pay a certain price, it can also make you a threat to the third level of Chaopin. Remember, you have to pay a price. As for the severity of the price , it's up to you.
The second version is a moderate version, which can keep you undefeated!
The third version allows you to kill weak enemies with one blow, minus the time it takes to see and dismantle moves. I don’t know which version you want to learn? "
There was a faint smile on his face.
The so-called three versions are actually born out of the opponent's swordsmanship.
He just messed up the order of the opponent's swordsmanship and added some of his own understanding.
Ye Xuan's eyes lit up, he was overjoyed instantly, and then his mind was tumbling quickly, and he asked, "Can the younger generation learn from it?"
"Learn all?"
Yang Fang smiled and said: "You are quite greedy, when will the three small meetings be held?"
"The morning of tomorrow!"
Ye Xuan said hastily.
"The time is a bit rushed, but if you work harder, you might not be able to learn."
Yang Fang smiled.
After all, this set of swordsmanship is still the opponent's family swordsmanship, not a new swordsmanship.
So if the opponent wants to start, it is also extremely fast.
"Thank you, senior."
Ye Xuan was overjoyed.
With a wave of Yang Fang's hand, a dead tree branch in the yard had already fallen into his hands, and said: "The first version is too domineering, but it is a sword of chilling. Abandon all the changes, and only pursue one word [quick], the so-called martial arts in the world, only fast can't be broken..."
"Only fast is not broken."
Ye Xuan murmured, and suddenly reacted, showing surprise.
Damn it!
Isn’t this a line from a movie in the real world?
How did this senior know?
"Looking good."
Yang Fang looked at Ye Xuan with a half-smile, and the branch in his hand moved instantly.
A set of broken golden wind and light rain swordsmanship was instantly deployed in his hands, whistling, and afterimages appeared. Among the scattered sword moves, Yang Fang added several moves of his own. Create tricks.
All changes and movements are discarded.
On the original basis, it is two or three times faster again.
Whirring whirring!
The sound roared, and afterimages continued.
Like a storm.
Ye Xuan looked fascinated, his mind roared and buzzed.
It took a long time for this set of sword techniques to be seen by Ye Xuan.
Next, Yang Fang cast the second version.
The second is Zhongzheng's version. As long as the opponent is not too strong, he can remain undefeated, and the price he needs to pay is very small.
That's it, time passes.
Yang Fang quickly practiced the three versions of swordsmanship one by one.
Regardless of whether Ye Xuan understood it or not, Yang Fang showed all three versions of different sword skills.
at dusk.
Yang Fang stopped again, holding a Buddhist scroll, standing in the sunset, with a tall, hazy and mysterious back, and said in a flat voice: "You go back, you don't need to come over tomorrow, just use my three versions of swordsmanship Just memorize it all.”
Ye Xuan's mind is full of one-stroke swordsmanship that is constantly changing, densely packed, filling each brain nerve, making his brain extremely messy.
At this moment, there is also an urgent need to go back and digest.
Otherwise he fears that even he himself will be completely confused.
"Thank you, senior."
Ye Xuan bowed and said, "By the way, senior, this is an invitation card. The three martial arts competitions will be held in the morning the day after tomorrow. Seniors are invited to attend!"
He respectfully took out a bronzing invitation card, which was exquisitely made and beautiful.
"If I'm free, I'll go there."
Yang Fang spoke lightly.
"Yes, senior."
Ye Xuan respectfully placed the invitation card on the stone table on one side, bowed again, slowly retreated backwards, turned and left.
Yang Fang couldn't help showing a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
It is to see if Ye Xuan can defeat his opponent.
If he can really defeat his opponent, it means that his understanding of kendo is correct.
If not, then...
Not so much.
Yang Fang glanced at the invitation card on the table, rolled it up casually, and the bronzing invitation card landed in his hand, his eyes scanned.
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Time passes.
Ever since Ye Xuan left from Yang Fang, he immediately returned home to practice hard, rehearsing the three different versions of sword techniques over and over again.
The ancestor of the Ye family was secretly suspicious. Ever since Ye Xuan came back, he had been secretly looking at Ye Xuan.
Because he knew that Ye Xuan had disappeared all afternoon, he must have gone to find that 'senior'.
Now after he came back, he practiced swordsmanship directly.
but!
These three sets of swordsmanship made him very puzzled.
The three sets of swordsmanship are all very similar to their Ye family's ancestral [Golden Wind and Drizzle Sword], but they are not exactly the same, and many weird moves have been added during the period.
Moreover, the original sword moves were scattered in a mess.
"It's unreasonable. The big competition is coming soon. Ye Xuan didn't practice his sword skills well, but changed his sword skills into a mess. It's unreasonable!"
The head of the Ye family, Ye Lingtian, couldn't help shouting angrily.
"Don't get angry, I think Ye Xuan's swordsmanship has a special charm."
The patriarch of the Ye family stopped the angry Patriarch of the Ye family, and said: "How about this, you call Ye Feng and let him try Ye Xuan's sword skills."
Ye Feng is also one of the wizards of their Ye family.
The strength is only a little bit better than Ye Xuan. If the two confront each other, there is no three or five hundred moves that can't tell the winner.
Now he asked Ye Feng to test Ye Xuan, which was just right.
"Yes, Dad!"
Ye Lingtian, head of the Ye family, bowed.
not long.
Wearing a blue robe, Ye Feng, who was about 185 cm tall, appeared in the yard, clasped his fists in his hands, and said, "Cousin Ye Xuan, please advise!"
"please!"
Ye Xuan also cupped his fists.
Immediately, many elites from the younger generation of the Ye family were surrounded in all directions, discussing and amazed.
"The competition is coming soon, why is Cousin Ye Feng still challenging Cousin Ye Xuan?"
"Then who knows, maybe it's the intention of the Patriarch. The Patriarch may want to find out the details of Cousin Ye Xuan and Cousin Ye Feng before the competition!"
"possible!"
"Shh, stop talking, the fight is about to start."
Many people talked about it, and all their eyes focused on the venue.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng held the wooden sword and drove straight in. Almost as soon as he stabbed out, he immediately spread out the sword, and a move of [Drizzle] directly enveloped Ye Xuan's body at a very high speed.
Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, his body staggered across in an instant, and the wooden sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, directly towards Ye Feng's sword at an incredible angle and arc.
Everyone couldn't help exclaiming.
Dangerous sword!
Cousin Ye Xuan has never used a sword like this before!
Even the ancestors of the Ye family and the head of the Ye family who were watching secretly could not help but twitch their eyelids.
Ye Xuan is crazy?
How can the Golden Wind Drizzle Sword be used like this? What nonsense!
But something that quickly made their eyes widen happened instantly.
Click!
With a muffled sound, the wooden sword in Ye Feng's hand fell off on the spot, and Ye Xuan's wooden sword directly poked his shoulder, and then the wooden sword swung horizontally, landing on Ye Feng's throat.
The outcome has been decided!
The third version of the Golden Wind Drizzle Sword!
When facing an enemy who is weaker than yourself, one fatal blow will reduce the time to see and dismantle moves!
Ye Xuan was secretly happy.
Senior really didn't lie to himself!
This third version works wonders!
Wow!
Suddenly there was an uproar from all directions, everyone's eyes and mouths widened in astonishment, it was unbelievable.
This wins?
Is this the end?
How could cousin Ye Feng lose so quickly?
In the past, there were hundreds of rounds in the battle between two people, and it was impossible to tell the winner.
Can one move end today?
Ye Feng was also in a daze, as if he was still dreaming, but soon he showed an angry look, and shouted: "It doesn't count, this round doesn't count, you caught me by surprise, I wasn't ready, this round doesn't count!"
Ye Xuan smiled softly: "Cousin Ye Feng, if you lose, you lose. There is nothing to count. Even if there is another round, you still have to lose!"
"I don't believe it, try again!"
Ye Feng shouted angrily.
"Okay, do it all over again."
Ye Xuan chuckled, feeling secretly refreshed.
The other party is willing to stretch his face for him to fight, and if he doesn't fight, he won't fight for nothing!
Is this feeling really wonderful?
Whoosh!
Ye Feng used his sword again, and this time it was no longer a single move, but he used all his sword skills as soon as he came up, just the same as before.
Even though his sword moves had changed, Ye Xuan still stabbed out with a sword at an incredible angle and arc, and with a bang, he stabbed the long sword in Ye Feng's hand again and flew out.
Ye Feng froze for a moment, his mind roared, and he looked at all this blankly.
what happened?
what happened?
I can't even hold a long sword steadily today?
"Cousin Ye Feng, how are you? Am I right? If you lose, you lose. I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. It's no big deal."
Ye Xuan said lightly.
Wow!
Everyone around was shocked again, unbelievable.
The ancestor of the Ye family and the Patriarch of the Ye family were all agitated and stared at all this.
"Good swordsmanship, this kind of swordmanship seems to be born out of our [Golden Wind and Drizzle Sword], but it is stronger than the [Golden Wind and Drizzle Sword]. The swordsmanship has been thoroughly spread among my Ye family, and it will definitely improve my Ye family's standard again."
The head of the Ye family said in surprise.
"No!"
The ancestor of the Ye family said in a heavy tone, "This set of sword techniques can only be passed on to anyone except Ye Xuan!"
He suddenly looked at the Patriarch of the Ye family, and said in a concentrated voice: "Don't forget, this swordsmanship is very likely taught by that senior. Without his permission, he spread this improved swordsmanship without permission. As soon as you offend the other party..."
The Patriarch of the Ye family was startled, and nodded repeatedly.
"Not bad! Can't pass it on."
The ancestor of the Ye family exhaled lightly, and said: "I was still worried about the martial arts competition of the three families, but it seems that I don't have to worry so much now."
Ye Xuan has this kind of weird swordsmanship, even if he can't win the first place, he probably won't be the last!
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after one day.
Sifang Pavilion and North Pavilion.
"Is there no news about Pavilion Master Shen?"
Yang Fang frowned.
"Yes, Elder Xiao, the pavilion master hasn't come back yet."
A disciple said respectfully.
Could something have happened?
Yang thought in peace.
But Shen Lingxin is the second-tier strength, so it may not be easy to kill her.
Yang Fang returned to the residence again.
Late at night.
He continued to comprehend his own way of the sword, and at the same time softened the sword in his hands.
Suddenly!
He paused, heard a slight movement, and looked outside suddenly, then put away the soft sword, his body flashed, and appeared in the front yard area.
The land of the front yard.
A figure fell from the wall, covered in blood, as soon as it fell, it staggered and hurried towards the depths of the yard.
"Pavilion Master Shen?"
Yang Fang frowned.
"Elder Xiao...Elder Xiao, take me away quickly, the City Lord's Mansion has colluded with [Kun Zhiban], and quickly take me back to the North Pavilion."
Shen Lingxin opened his mouth with difficulty, bleeding from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.
Every piece of blood fell, there were a large number of black worms dripping densely, wriggling on the ground, which looked shocking.
Yang felt relieved for a moment.
What worries me the most is that it really happened.
Shen Ling was hurt!
And ran to himself?
I can take her to the North Pavilion, but what about Liu Xianquan and his son who are hidden deep in the yard?
Shen Lingxin escaped all the way, and must have left extremely obvious traces.
Once I leave, Liu Xianquan and his son will die tragically!
"Elder Xiao, take me away!"
Shen Lingxin struggled to speak again, and quickly rushed towards Yang Fang.
"That's too late."
Yang Fang's voice is indifferent
Shen Ling was startled, and quickly turned around.
In the yard, afterimages flashed, and an extremely strange figure appeared, wearing a green robe, with bursts of strange and strange aura permeating all over his body, with fair complexion and strange eyes. Looking at Yang Fang here, he said in surprise:
"Hey, there are other masters?"
He chuckled and said: "But it doesn't matter, one or two is nothing, this place is not bad, just suitable for burying your bones, and it would be great to bury you two together here!"
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The second chapter is here!
I have something to do today, so the update is late.
Feel sorry!
(end of this chapter)