Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-Eight of the Devil on the Sword

Without the pattern, the coffin stayed here.

Those who are dying have nothing to fear.

Gong Yuandu's attitude is basically clear.

After the texture disappears.

Gong Yuandu's voice spread all over the Motian Pavilion: "On the sword with Tao..."

To talk about swords?

Everyone looked at each other.

In the world of practice, a hundred schools of thought contend for the method of practice, but they reach the same goal in different ways. In essence, it is to mobilize the sea of ​​​​qi or the surrounding vitality, and condense it into a ganglion. Only the concept of each is different. The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have different ideas and create different methods of practice. Daomen, the highest achievement in kendo.

Therefore, many practitioners who like swordsmanship will choose the cultivation methods of Taoism.

Jiang Aijian, Yunzong Luo Shisan, Luo Changqing, Jian Zhi Chen Wenjie, and even Leng Luo and Pan Litian all originated from the Taoist cultivation concept.

The origins are the same, and their understandings are different... So under the Daomen, there are hundreds of schools, some people escape without permission, some people guard without permission, and some people attack without permission...

There are also people with high comprehension and comprehend new swordsmanship.

Gong Yuandu is like this.

"On the sword?" Pan Litian laughed, "The old man thought you were going to fight us to the death."

The coffin was silent.

did not speak.

Duanmusheng took a breath and said, "That's none of my business. The fourth is good at fighting, but I can't."

This sounded heartbreaking.

A good argument for swords, how come you have become a war of words?

Xiaoyuan'er said: "I'm not good at scolding, I don't want to be a shrew who scolds the streets in the future."

"..."

Leng Luo and Pan Litian looked at the coffin.

I don't know how Gong Yuandu, the kendo genius in the coffin, feels at this moment.

Pan Litian smiled and said, "I think this old man really wants to talk about swords... Xiao Yuan'er is enough to beat you.

"

"I agree." Leng Luo nodded.

"The younger generation also agrees." Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong said in unison.

Xiaoyuaner: "???"

hum-

The coffin trembled slightly and made a strange sound.

At this time, a weak vitality condensed into astral around the coffin.

One by one, the sword gangs, like ice picks, floated around and revolved around.

Disappeared immediately.

disappeared without a trace.

It can be seen that Gong Yuan in the coffin is a little angry.

Gong Yuandu said solemnly: "On swordsmanship, of course, it's not just about words, but also put into practice."

"Oh?" Pan Litian said incomprehensibly, "Do you mean to fight while discussing swords?"

"nature."

Everyone was stunned.

The mood that had just relaxed, suddenly became tense again.

This man is absolutely insane!

And not too ill.

"But...it's not necessary to fight to the death." Gong Yuandu said.

Gong Yuandu continued: "A cultivator, by quenching the body and entering Tongxuan, can master the vitality. It is only after the imperial court of the gods that they can master the way of cultivation... With the method of Yudao, the vitality of Tongxuan can be controlled, and the sword theory can be used. Dao... the origin of kendo is also the same."

Pan Litian laughed and said: "The old man understands, you and I only use the cultivation base of Tongxuan to learn from each other, not to open the body, not to use weapons... Is the old man right?"

To put it bluntly, that is to suppress the cultivation base, simply to compete with experience and swordsmanship.

This is the best way for both parties.

Leng Luo and Pan Litian's cultivation did not recover.

Although Duanmusheng and Xiaoyuaner have high cultivation bases, if the two sides fight to the death, they will not be able to take advantage.

After all, the other party is already a dying person.

"nature……"

When Gong Yuandu finished saying this.

The coffin was turned back again.

lay flat on the ground.

The coffin is tall on one side and short on the other, at an inclined angle.

The high side, facing the crowd.

There is a large black character engraved on it: it looks like a seal script font with "Edict" superimposed on top of it.

It looks very weird.

"Let's discuss first, then decide the outcome... Please." Gong Yuandu's voice rolled with his vitality, and a sound wave spread throughout the entire Demon Heaven Pavilion.

Hua Wudao waved his hand and turned back:

"The younger generation doesn't have to participate... At their level, they pay more attention to the experience of swordsmanship. Take a good look at..."

The crowd shook hands.

Pan Litian and Leng Luo looked at each other.

"Let me do it……"

Leng Luo said and took a few steps forward.

when he stepped into the field.

Around the coffin, there were different shapes of icicle-like sword gangs, which were a little irregular in shape and looked very strange.

"The origin of the swordsmanship, arousing vitality, condensing into a gang into a blade. Tong Xuan's vitality, at most two sword gangs."

Say it.

The sword gang around the coffin dissipated.

Only two swords were left.

Leng Luo raised his right hand, palm up: "The soldier is precious, not too expensive..."

A relatively thick, huge sword gang appeared on his palm.

It is also only the power of Tong Xuan.

Seeing this, Hua Wudao said, "This is the collision of kendo concepts... Let's see who wins or loses."

next second.

The sword gangs on both sides of the coffin flew towards Leng Luo.

The sword gang in Leng Luo's hand also flew out.

At this time, everyone saw the difference.

Because of the irregular shape, when the sword gang flew in the air, it changed its trajectory!

At the same time, he walked towards Leng Luo.

The coffin was also turned up 360 degrees at this time.

Only with the cultivation base of Tong Xuan, he avoided this sword gang.

Leng Luo's figure flashed... Dodge one of the sword gangs.

boom!

Another sword gang is actually changing its trajectory.

Somewhat unexpected-

Leng Luo raised his hand... The index finger and middle finger clamped the sword gang.

The sword gang dissipated.

The scene quieted down.

Everyone looked dumbfounded.

I don't know who wins and who loses.

Everyone stared at the ink-colored coffin.

There are no gorgeous fights, no strong vitality fluctuations, and no cunning tricks.

Only the understanding of swordsmanship.

"I lost." Leng Luo handed over.

He didn't want to argue, and he didn't need to.

In fact, everyone can see that Leng Luo is a little careless.

But this is the case with learning, and being careless or underestimating the enemy is a fatal weakness.

When Leng Luo started to clamp the sword, he had already determined that even if he took it seriously, at most he would end up with a few more tricks.

The result is the same, it is better to be more refreshing, admit defeat and end.

"..."

Hua Wudao once again acted as a commentator: "Senior Leng took the sword gang with bare hands, and it was indeed handled properly and perfectly. It is a pity that Tong Xuan has just passed the tempering of the body, so he can't take the sword gang with bare hands. What the gang crosses is the neck. However, Senior Leng is good at the art of concealment, and swordsmanship is not his specialty."

The crowd nodded.

"As expected of the number one kendo genius in Northern Capital... Condensed irregular sword gangs. Admiration, admiration..." Leng Luo stepped back.

Pan Litian came out.

He took a sip of wine first, then threw the wine gourd at Pan Zhong: "Catch it."

This old Pan's heart is really big enough, and his weapons can be so arbitrary.

"The old man is not Leng Luo... After all, Leng Luo is too tender and has too little experience..."

Leng Luo was silent.

Losing is losing, there is no explanation.

I get tired of hearing these trash talk every day, and there is nothing new at all.

Gong Yuandu said, "Old beggar?"

"It's the old man."

"The way of swordsmanship, through the Xuanxuan, can generate Yin and Yang, transform Taiji, and generate the four images. It is endless and endless..." Gong Yuandu said.

Pan Litian said: "If it is to pass the Xuanxuan, there are only two swords at most, not to mention the endless life, I am afraid that the four elephants will not be able to do it."

Gong Yuandu was about to speak—

Pan Litian raised his voice again and continued: "I have seen many kendo masters when I travelled south and north. Do you want to use your qi to form a sword formation, form the four images, and achieve endless life?"

"Interesting." Gong Yuan was interested.

"I've said it before... I'm not Leng Luo." Pan Litian looked back at Leng Luo as if he was a bit of a villain.

However.

Gong Yuandu said: "Then let me experience your method of cracking..."

below the coffin.

A Tai Chi aperture with a diameter of more than two meters appeared.

One yin and one yang...

Alternating yin and yang.

One after another sword gang, suspended.

Leng Luo applauded: "Tongxuan has done so much... Lao Pan, admit defeat."

"Huh?" Pan Litian looked at the halo on the ground with a look of surprise.

Although he has extensive knowledge, he also knows that there is such a method.

But... Looking at the geniuses of kendo in the world, no one can realize this theory... A lot of research on swordsmanship has long lost its original purpose and value. Among the sword cultivators in the world, how many people do not care about the power and ability to kill the enemy?

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