Chapter 78 Chapter 78: The Soul-Breaking Swordsman

A group of people walked for three or four days, but the members of the Asura Society did not show up again.Ling Haotian walked with the beggars during the day, and every night when he thought of Bao'an, he couldn't help but feel distressed and sad. He could only try his best to turn his thoughts away and practice Wuwupu's internal strength, so as not to toss and turn and sleepless all night.But they don't know that Wuwugong is a set of extremely profound internal strength, and the creator is a master of martial arts hundreds of years ago who also has the principles of Taoism and Zen.When he was old, he suddenly realized the wonderful truth of cultivating inner breath from nothingness, and wrote down this book to be handed down to the world.He had no disciples, and the book had been kept in a monastery, and it had been circulated several times before reaching the hands of Baoan's father, Zheng Hanqing.

When that expert created this skill, his inner strength was already extremely deep, his mind was open-minded and open-minded, and he had reached the state of being free from hindrances.Therefore, if future generations want to practice this skill, apart from having the opportunity to read the words in the heavenly scriptures, they must also meet two prerequisites: one is deep internal strength, and the other is unintentional randomness.Ling Haotian has practiced internal skills with his father since he was a child, and his foundation is extremely solid. After the age of fifteen, he has made rapid progress, almost comparable to Ling Xiao when he was in his prime, and he has met the first condition; Recently, I was suffering from lovesickness, so I started to practice unintentionally. I practiced when I thought of it, and let it go when I didn’t think of it. I never practiced according to the order described in the book.All these conditions happened to be ripe, and Ling Haotian unknowingly practiced the world's most wonderful and profound inner strength.

After walking for a few more days, the group of people was only a day's journey away from Luoyang.One day when a group of beggars were walking on the road outside the city, they suddenly saw a tall and thin man sitting cross-legged in the road. When he saw the beggars approaching, he suddenly stood up, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his face was chilling, and his eyes stared at the beggars. The face with bright eyes did not blink for a moment. Ming's eyes stopped, and he shouted in a low voice: "Everyone, back off!"Although he was blind, he could feel that someone was blocking the way ahead, and he was very murderous. He clenched the iron rod with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, tell me your name."

The tall and thin man said: "Hand over the Heavenly Wind Order, and my soul-breaking sword will save the lives of eighteen of you."His tone of voice was as cold as ice, and everyone couldn't help but feel chills on their backs when they heard it. Ming eyes nodded slightly, and said: "Soul Breaking Sword, Cheng Wuyin, claims to kill one person with one sword, and three moves will surely break the soul. He has a great reputation in the world, but he is willing to be obscene. Do you want to serve the Shura Society?" Cheng Wuyin sneered, "What would Shura be?"Ming's eyes snapped, a gust of wind blew by, and he smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose, he suddenly said: No wonder I haven't met any of the Asura Society these few days, it turned out to be taken care of by Your Excellency.Cheng Wuyin said: Not bad!If it weren't for me, how could you walk so smoothly on this road?Hehe, there is actually no difference between how many days you die early and how many days you die late.It's time to change the owner of Feng Ling this day.

Ming eyes slowly raised the iron staff, and said: "The old beggar has learned the brilliant move of the Soul-Breaking Sword."He knew that this opponent was ten times more difficult to deal with than the Shura Society masters and the flower destroyer Liang Gang encountered in the wilderness, but as the elder of the Beggar Sect, he must not admit defeat without a fight, so he held his breath and waited for the opponent to show up. trick. Cheng Wuyin's body didn't seem to move at all, and everyone felt that his long sword had been unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, pointing to Ming's eyes.

Ming eyes praised: What a sword!Cheng Wuyin showed a smile on his stern face, and said: I have never heard a blind man praise my sword.Bright eyes said: The sword in your hand is straight, long and thick, it should be an ancient sword of the Western Han Dynasty.During the Three Kingdoms period, Zhao Zilong was good at using this sword, so it is also called Zilong Sword.In today's world, only swordsmen with strong physical strength dare to use such ancient swords.The original sword is mainly light and agile. With such a thick sword, your Excellency thinks there are many powerful moves under his command.

Cheng Wuyin showed surprise on his face, and blurted out: Are you really blind?Bright eyes smiled and said: The old beggar claims to have bright eyes, although he is blind, he is not blind.You make a move! Cheng Wuyin let out a clear whistle, and with a flick of his long sword, he pierced towards Ming's eyes as fast as lightning.Ming Yan held up his staff to block it, but Cheng Wuyin's sword was faster, bypassing the iron staff and piercing Ming Yan's throat.Ming's eyes felt a chill in his throat, and he quickly fell on his back, kicking his opponent's wrist with both feet.Cheng Wuyin saw that he was able to avoid his ultimate move, and praised: Good!The long sword circled and slashed across.Ming couldn't stand still, so he could only block it with a stick.Unexpectedly, his sword is so powerful, the sword stick intersects, his bright eyes hurt sharply, he can't hold the iron stick.He exclaimed, the iron rod flew out of his hand, and felt the opponent's long sword piercing his chest with a strong wind, and thought: My life is over!In a crisis, he tried his best to move backwards, the tip of the sword missed the body by a tiny bit, he felt a chill in his heart, he was attacked by the sword energy, the acupoints on his chest were sealed, and he fell to the ground on his back.

The disciples of the Beggar Gang unexpectedly lost in the two moves, so they quickly set up a dog-fighting formation, but Cheng Wuyin couldn't help them form a formation, his body was shaking, and the long sword was everywhere, and two disciples were stabbed in the throat by the sword, and they fell down dead Down. The rest of the disciples didn't dare to attack, they surrounded him, not knowing whether to step forward and fight for his life, or retreat for help.These disciples have been following Mingyan for many years, they didn't move when they saw him fell to the ground, they only thought that he was dead, they felt grief and indignation, some of them cried and cursed.

Cheng Wuyin didn't even glance at the disciples of the beggar sect, but walked straight to Ming's eyes, pointed his long sword at his chest, and said with a sneer, "I used two moves, and then I knocked you down, and the third move killed you under the sword." , and also lived up to the slogan that the next three moves must kill the soul. Suddenly a person shouted: "Wait a minute!"Cheng Wuyin turned his head, but saw a young man striding up, holding an iron staff with bright eyes in his hand, and said: If you want to kill him, kill me first! This person is Ling Haotian.He learned martial arts from his parents, and before practicing sword, he practiced palm first, and his palm technique is more proficient than sword technique. Therefore, even though he has learned swordsmanship for several years, he never carried a sword with him.He was watching the fight from the sidelines, and he had already seen that Cheng Wuyin's swordsmanship was extremely high, as if he was not inferior to his parents, but when he saw Mingyan fell to the ground, he didn't think much, picked up Mingyan's iron rod, and went forward to challenge.

Cheng Wuyin glanced at him and said with a sneer: None of you can leave alive anyway, why rush to die? Ling Haotian said: I am not here to rush to die, but to make a bet with you.Cheng Wuyin said: Bet?Ling Haotian said: I bet you can't kill me within three moves.Cheng Wuyin sized him up, sneered, and said with a sneer: "Boy, there may be people in the world who I can't kill with three moves. Hehe, you kid will practice for thirty years, and you won't be able to bet with me!" Ling Haotian smiled and said: But I have to bet with you.If you think you will win, what more can you say?The bet is very simple, you win, I die by your sword, there is nothing to say.I've won, and I want you to die with your eyes open.One life for another, is it fair?

Cheng Wuyin snorted lightly, and shouted, "Okay!"He suddenly turned around, but saw the cold light flashing, the first sword had already been handed out, piercing Ling Haotian's throat, it was the move he used to deal with Ming's eyes just now, it was really fast and fast, the sword turned as he thought, and instantly pierced Ling Haotian's throat half an inch in front.Ling Haotian didn't dodge unexpectedly, the iron staff went straight out and pointed at the opponent's left eye.This is not a style of play that hurts both sides, but a style of play in which one dies and one is injured; if the sword hits the throat, Ling Haotian will die, if the stick hits the eyes, Cheng Wuyin will lose at most one left eye.But it should be noted that seven percent of a swordsman's kung fu depends on his precise eyesight. If he loses one eye, he will be unable to measure the distance, and his swordsmanship will be greatly reduced.Ling Haotian expected that he would not exchange one eye for the life of an unknown boy, so at the moment when the tip of the sword was about to touch his throat, Cheng Wuyin really changed his move, sideways avoiding the tip of the stick, the long sword circled, and slashed across the opponent waist.This move is heavy and quick, and the direction of the cut is so ingenious that people can't jump up or dodge it, and they can't dodge back. Seeing that the sword was reaching his body, Ling Haotian suddenly took a step forward and bullied Cheng Wuyin less than a foot in front of him. He put his body on the hilt of the sword and narrowly avoided the edge of the sword. He wanted to hit Cheng Wuyin's chest. Cheng Wuyin was startled, he didn't expect this young man to have the guts to make such a dangerous move, he took the first step to defuse his horizontal slash, seeing that the palm was about to hit his chest, he had to take a step back, and the long sword slashed diagonally towards the opponent's left shoulder. Vigorous enough to split a person from the left shoulder to the right waist.Ling Haotian was very close to his opponent at this time, he had nowhere to dodge, he shouted loudly, raised his iron staff and hit the sword horizontally.He has made some initial success in practicing Wuwu Gong. Usually, his internal energy is scattered throughout his body, leaving his dantian empty, but as long as he thinks about it, his internal energy will be concentrated at one point with the flick of his fingers. Therefore, his strength is several times stronger than usual.At this time, he hit the sword with his iron staff, and the strength was just right, but he deflected Cheng Wuyin's shocking sword force, and cut it straight to the ground, causing dust to fly. Ling Haotian moved back a few feet and stood firmly.