Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 155: Songyang Iron Sword, Controlling the Sword with Qi
The boat moves slowly.
“Cough cough cough…”
Suddenly, a few light coughs broke the tranquility on the river surface.
Even the boat that was moving forward slowed down its momentum and almost stopped.
Fortunately, the person who was coughing quickly took two quick breaths, stabilized his breathing, and stabilized the boat.
Li Muchan sat cross-legged at the stern of the boat, his chest rising and falling slightly, his face as pale as gold paper, but his eyes remained calm.
But his straight back seemed no longer straight. Under the bright moonlight, he looked particularly thin and slender, as if he had lost the unrivaled strength he had under the Baidi Mountain.
Everyone could see that he was hurt.
And he was seriously injured.
But no one dared to look down on him or laugh at him.
Being able to escape from the ambush of the Azure Dragon Society was a remarkable feat in itself. And this person also broke the ambush, thwarted the siege of several masters, and escaped unscathed, shocking everyone with his power, which was incredible.
This person looks like he will fall down at any time, but he just can't.
Everyone felt an unprecedented tenacious vitality and strong perseverance from this figure, as if it could not be defeated or destroyed.
Some people didn't believe that Li Muchan could hold on, so they suddenly attacked and jumped up from the river bank, wanting to take advantage of his serious injury to attack him.
Unfortunately, it rose quickly and fell quickly, just like a fool who committed suicide by jumping into the river. It drew a crescent-like trajectory in the sky and plunged into the river, dying without a burial place.
Finally, after losing several lives one after another, these people came up with a solution, which was to never let Li Muchan catch his breath, and decided to attack from a distance with arrows.
Even if I can't kill him or injure him, I can drain away his energy and internal strength, and then take action when he is truly exhausted.
What's more, there were two burdens on the ship, so they naturally became the main targets of attack.
However , these people only shot one arrow, and suddenly, murderous intent arose on the river bank.
An ancient iron sword came out of the sheath with a "clang". The moment it left the sheath, it was like a bright rainbow passing by under the moon.
The clear and melodious sword chanting rose and fell, and everyone had no time to react. They could only see a sword light shooting several feet away, and then turning back, and was grasped in the air by a big hand, and returned to the sheath with a "swish", clean and neat.
Fast, indescribably fast.
The rise and fall of the sword was like a flash of lightning. Everyone only saw the sword light and heard the sword chanting, but no sword shadow was seen. Only the sound of the sword being sheathed could be heard.
Looking closely, in front of the river bank, a big man in black was standing under the moon with a sword on his back, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
This man had a serious face and did not smile. He wore black shoes, black socks, a black scarf and a black robe, as if blending into the night. An iron sword with a black sheath was slung diagonally on his back. He was tall and thin, and looked at strangers as if they should stay away. However, his eyes were arrogant and unrestrained.
It turned out to be the "Iron Sword of Songyang" Guo Ding.
Why would this person take action?
Although Guo Ding had not fought with Li Muchan in Baoding City before, he was trapped by love and rarely appeared in the battle of Taihu Lake. Now he reappeared and actually drew his sword to help.
And after a moment, five figures were seen falling down in the direction where the sword light had gone, holding their throats, with disbelief and shock in their eyes and hot blood oozing from between their fingers.
Guo Ding looked at Li Muchan, and Li Muchan was also looking at Guo Ding.
Guo Ding frowned as he watched, but Li Muchan saw the will to fight in the other's eyes, saw the unusual sharpness, and the sharp sword intent that soared into the sky, like a sword that had been washed clean of all impurities and worn away of rust.
This person... has realized it!!!
"Guo Ding, you are looking for death!"
Those who pursued Li Muchan included both members of the "Qinglong Society" and disciples of the "Tang Sect" in Shu.
Seeing this, they all glared at each other and glanced over coldly.
Today, the Qinglong Society is about to sweep across the martial arts world, and its power is greater than the sky. Not to mention Guo Ding, even if Guo Songyang were to come back to life and reappear in the martial arts world, he would still be in trouble.
"kill!"
Seeing that they were enemies rather than friends, both sides attacked without further ado.
There are swords and knives, as well as hidden weapons.
Several of the Tang Clan disciples attacked together, shaking their hands and raising their sleeves, and hundreds of hidden weapons flew towards Guo Ding like a rain of flowers.
But what was unexpected was that Guo Ding did not take any action. Instead, his body shook, and the iron sword behind him made a sound for no reason and was pulled out of the sheath by itself.
He did not use his hands to take it. His originally deep eyes suddenly lit up with two bright lights, and a cold murderous intent emanated from his whole body.
What was even more surprising was that after the iron sword was unsheathed, it did not fall to the ground, but flew up. In the dazzling and bright sword light, Guo Ding turned his waist, and a stream of energy as soft as water seemed to appear outside his body, circulating back and forth like an invisible silk thread, wrapping the iron sword.
Good job.
Just this one move caused exclamations from all around under the moon.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. This sword technique was somewhat unusual.
It's more than ordinary; it's beyond imagination.
Guo Ding's body moved, and he controlled the Qi with both hands to increase his strength. The iron sword was immediately pulled, and with the help of the Qi, it emitted a terrifying sword light, which circled around his body like a dragon, and dissipated into a blurry sword shadow.
Then, sparks flew everywhere under the moon, and there was the sound of metal clashing. All the hidden weapons were swept down by the sword shadows.
The sword light moved back and forth, and on the bright and cold sword, terrified faces quickly rotated.
"bass!"
Suddenly, the iron sword returned to its sheath.
Under the moonlight, the pursuers were standing still, lifeless.
What a fast sword, what a strange and mysterious sword technique.
Figures fell to the ground one by one under the moon. Guo Ding looked at Li Muchan again and said, "It seems that your situation is not very good."
Li Muchan looked curious: "Where did you learn this sword technique?"
Guo Ding followed the boat slowly along the river bank. After a while, he finally uttered four words in silence: "Little Li Flying Dagger!"
Li Muchan's eyes suddenly froze. This time he was truly surprised and greatly shocked.
These four words certainly could not be referring to Ye Kai, let alone Li Manqing.
It can only be that martial arts legend, the last voice left in the world.
"Is he still in Central China?" Li Muchan asked.
“No.”
Suddenly, Guo Ding leaped across the river like a sharp sword and landed on the boat.
He sat cross-legged, untied two dark red wine gourds from his waist, and placed them in front of Li Muchan: "Outside Baoding City, you treated me to a jar of wine, today I will treat you one too. This is not as good as your wine, I brewed it myself."
Li Muchan glanced at the other person's cold face and couldn't help but grin, "Are you here to see me off? How ridiculous! I never thought that today, the person who is willing to drink with me, Li Muchan, is actually my rival."
Guo Ding looked at the person in front of him, this ghostly young man who was about to be forced into a desperate situation, and his heart was touched.
He also heard the conversation between Li Muchan and the Flying Swordsman in the pavilion that day.
But in the final analysis, we can only say that fate is unpredictable and the world is unpredictable.
Shangguan Xiaoxian is like this.
The same is true for Li Muchan.
When you are in the world, there are many things that are beyond your control.
Guo Ding took a sip of wine and asked, "Do you regret it now?"
Li Muchan took a wine gourd, took a swig, and then burst into laughter. His laughter was arrogant and unrestrained: "Regret? The reason why people regret is that they feel they have done something wrong. When a person begins to doubt and deny himself, he is not far from failure."
He leaned in closer and smiled, his eyes revealing a kind of contempt: "Even if the world ends, and everyone in the world is my enemy, and everyone is against me, Li Muchan, don't even think about making me say the word 'regret'."
Guo Ding seemed to have guessed the answer long ago.
But he was still shocked by the unparalleled arrogance emanating from this heroic hero at the end of his life.
This man's appearance is becoming more and more terrifying.
Just like Shangguan Jinhong back then, when he had the momentum, he would just squint and focus his eyes when meeting an enemy, which would be enough to captivate the enemy and make them sweat profusely, lose their minds and lose the will to fight.
Guo Ding said calmly: "I got this sword technique in the Guo family's old house."
As the other party changed the subject, Li Muchan suddenly regained his previous calmness. He drank the wine, and the strong liquor went down his throat, dispelling all the fatigue in his body. He asked curiously, "Old house?"
Guo Ding said: "In front of Guo Songyang's tomb."
Li Muchan understood: "Is it what Li Tanhua left behind?"
"Yes," Guo Ding himself felt a little unbelievable, "Perhaps it can't be considered a sword technique, but it is a unique skill. It seems to have some connection with Xiao Li's Flying Dagger."
Li Muchan laughed and said, "I didn't expect this guy to be proficient in swordsmanship."
Guo Ding glanced at him and said, "Li Tanhua's master is mysterious. It is said that he learned martial arts from an extraordinary person. In addition to the 'Little Li Flying Dagger', his swordsmanship and light martial arts are also unparalleled in the world."
That's true.
Ye Kai's light Kung Fu is unique in the martial arts world, and it is said that no one can match him in the past eighty years. If his disciple is so powerful, his master will only be even more amazing.
As for swordsmanship, since Ye Kai could recognize Gongzi Yu's methods, he must have seen them before.
A smile appeared on Li Muchan's pale face: "What do you want to do by saying this?"
Guo Ding drank the wine in the gourd in one breath and said word by word: "I want to resume the unfinished battle."
Li Muchan sighed: "Now?"
Guo Ding suddenly flew away again, stepping on the waves and chasing the water. After a few jumps he was already at the river bank. He went away with his sword on his back, without looking back.
The person has left, but the words remain.
"Survive..."
Li Muchan smiled, glanced at the two escorts who were still sleeping soundly on the boat, tasted the medicinal flavor in the wine, sighed deeply, shook the gourd and muttered: "It tastes good, but a little bitter!"
Controlling the sword with Qi comes from the famous sword style.
