Chapter 191: Swords

Qi Xuansu looked at the remaining two people: "Who will teach you?"

The middle-aged man holding the sword took a step forward and said slowly: "Let me do it."

While speaking, the middle-aged man had already drawn his long sword, threw the scabbard on the ground, shook the sword flower, and pointed the tip of the sword diagonally to the ground: "I am Lu Hu, the long sword in my hand is called Wuqiao, which is made of cold iron from outer space. The sword is three feet and six inches long and weighs seven pounds and seven ounces. Please teach me."

Qi Xuansu casually drew out his single sword: "This sword was seized by the black-clothed man when he wiped out the secret society. The price is about one thousand Taiping coins."

Lu Hu frowned, obviously not liking Qi Xuansu's casual attitude.

A swordsman must be the best at swordsmanship. The sword is his best partner. How can it be measured with Taiping coins?

If you can't be the best at the weapon in your hand, how can you reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship?

If Qi Xuansu knew what Lu Hu was thinking at this time, he would probably have only one thought.

Nonsense.

He did not deny that a weapon would become more convenient after using it for a long time, but he felt that if he changed the weapon, it would lose its standard, and then the skill in his hand would be very questionable.

As for being the best at swords, whether it was the best at swords or the best at swordsmanship, it was unnecessary.

Even if he regarded this knife as his own son and ancestor, he would still break it when it came into contact with Zhang Yuelu's "Wu Xiang Paper".

Even the Xuansheng of that year, when facing the leader of the Confucian School, did not use his old friend who had been with him for more than ten years, but used the first attacking immortal sword "Knock on the Heavenly Gate" without hesitation.

In short, Qi Xuansu was an absolute pragmatist and did not like the empty talk. He could use a musket instead of a bow and arrow, a cannon instead of a catapult, and an ironclad ship instead of a wooden sailing ship. It was that simple.

Dead objects were dead objects, so why talk about those things.

So in his eyes, Taiping money was more intuitive to measure weapons.

Qi Xuansu held the knife with his uninjured left hand, injected true energy, and flames burned on the blade. He originally used two swords, so there was nothing wrong with the left-handed sword.

Lu Hu shook the long sword in his palm and said, "Go ahead."

Qi Xuansu didn't waste any words and directly slashed forward with a sword. The speed of the "Dayan Spiritual Sword" was incredible. In this lightning moment, the single sword had already touched Lu Hu's throat.

Lu Hu blocked the sword at the critical moment, but the palm holding the sword still trembled slightly. Lu Hu was shocked to realize the high level of Qi Xuansu's cultivation.

Qi Xuansu slashed several more swords in a row, and there was no afterimage of the sword light, no breeze, and silence. Even Lu Hu did not fully capture the trajectory of Qi Xuansu's sword, and could only rely on his intuition to slash dozens of swords in a row, and a series of metal and stone collision sounds continued.

Qi Xuansu's sword was moving faster and faster, and the "Dayan Spiritual Sword" was fully displayed. Lu Hu didn't know where the single sword was going to attack, so he had to step back to avoid the sharp edge. However, Qi Xuansu's move was extremely fast, and Lu Hu jumped back to avoid it. The single sword was already pointed in front of him, covering Lu Hu's front, back, left, and right, leaving Lu Hu no place to dodge.

Seeing that Qi Xuansu's moves were becoming more and more fierce, Lu Hu had to use all his strength to operate the long sword in his hand to protect his body.

Suddenly, the single sword in Qi Xuansu's hand swept horizontally, drawing an arc, and rested flat on the sword spine of the long sword. The force was transmitted, causing the long sword in Lu Hu's hand to sink immediately.

Lu Hu shook his wrist and turned the sword, and the sword energy was fluctuating, stabbing at Qi Xuansu's sword arm.

Qi Xuansu turned the sword circle, and the swords intersected, and the two flew back.

Qi Xuansu stepped forward again, and the single sword in his hand went straight to the center, shaking constantly. When the sword reached the middle, it suddenly turned upward, then suddenly turned downward, and then left and right, appearing and disappearing, changing in all directions.

Lu Hu responded to all changes with the same attitude, and chopped down from top to bottom with a sword. This was not the sword technique of the Taiping Dao, but the sword technique of the Confucian School, which was known for its majestic momentum and strict rules. Although this move was ordinary, it was square and upright, without the slightest flaw. It chopped down from the air, with the momentum of splitting mountains and rocks, and brought the strengths of the Confucian sword technique to the fullest.

The swords touched again, but Qi Xuansu did not take advantage, and had to continue to fight with the advantage of the "Dayan Spiritual Sword".

The Confucian sword was solemn and formed a square and round world, leaving no flaws, which was the strategy for a long battle. Although Qi Xuansu's attack was swift, Lu Hu did not show any signs of defeat for a while.

After fighting for more than a hundred moves, Qi Xuansu attacked with his right palm, which had been mostly healed. This palm used the "wind and thunder force" in the "Dan Tai Fist Intentions". It was fast and fierce, covering Lu Hu's vital points. If Lu Hu dodged, he would be injured immediately.

Lu Hu swung his long sword and slashed at Qi Xuansu's waist. Qi Xuansu blocked it with his sword, and used his left palm to move his true energy and hit him directly on the back. This palm was high above, so Lu Hu had no way to avoid it. Lu Hu had to turn his left palm to support it.

The two palms met.

Qi Xuansu's palm contained both true energy and fist intention. Lu Niu, a martial artist, could not resist it, let alone Lu Hu, who was immediately beaten and flew out.

However, Qi Xuansu's palm also hurt, and he had been injured by Lu Hu's "Wanhua Divine Sword Palm".

Qi Xuansu was unmoved. He swept forward and slashed down with a powerful sword. Lu Hu hastily raised his sword to block, and the long sword in his hand was directly shaken away.

However, Lu Hu did not admit defeat. He shook his sleeves, and only clouds and mists were seen. The sword light was faint, and there was a faint sound of metal and stone. Wherever the sleeves went, the sword light was dazzling.

This time it was the authentic Taiping Dao sword method, and it was a sword method that did not use a sword, "Dragon Escape Sword Technique".

Qi Xuansu had seen this sword technique in Su Ran's hands before, and he was not panicked. He took the initiative to meet the sword light of the sleeves and dispersed the sword energy one by one.

Lu Hu urged the "Dragon Escape Sword Art" more urgently, and the sword lights were everywhere within dozens of feet.

Qi Xuansu just guarded the gate carefully, and no matter how many and how fast the sword lights were, he did not move at all, as if he was as still as a mountain.

At this moment, Lu Hu suddenly approached Qi Xuansu, jumped up with his bare hands, and waved his sleeves with both hands, attacking fiercely. His figure was erratic, like a ghost, and his strange and fast moves were incredible, which just corresponded to the wonderful meaning of "Dragon Escape Sword Art" that it can be big or small, can rise or hide.

For a while, even Qi Xuansu could only defend but not attack, and seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"Dragon Escape Sword Art" has a total of 18 levels and 18 styles. Although it can be changed through continuous arrangement and combination, no matter how many changes there are, there will be an end. If the moves are used again from the beginning, the surprise will be lost.

Lu Hu had just finished using the eighteen variations of the "Dragon Escape Sword Art" when Qi Xuansu immediately began to counterattack, sweeping out with a knife.

Lu Hu had no choice but to drift back and wave his hand to attract.

Just now, Lu Hu was knocked out of the long sword in his hand, which soared into the sky and then fell straight down, with the tip of the sword piercing the ground. At this time, Lu Hu's true energy attracted the long sword, which was pulled out of the ground by itself, as if it was out of the sheath, and flew directly into Lu Hu's hand.

After Lu Hu grasped the sword, he stopped retreating and met Qi Xuansu's single knife.

Only a loud "chi chi" sound was heard, and Lu Hu's sword moves were sharp and fierce. He used extremely strong true energy to generate sword light and sword energy, and performed extremely exquisite moves. The cold light was rippling, and the sword energy was diffused. The people watching the battle felt as if there was a ball of wind and snow raging, emitting bone-eroding cold air.

Qi Xuansu immediately retracted the knife to three feet in front of him, round and condensed, and defended very tightly. No matter how Lu Hu attacked, he returned without success.

The swords collided, and countless tiny sword qi scattered and shot out small holes on the hard ground, showing the power of the sword qi.

However, in this way, Lu Hu's true qi was also rapidly consumed, and soon he could not continue, and his sword force gradually slowed down.

Seeing this, Qi Xuansu no longer defended blindly, but deliberately exposed a flaw. Lu Hu was delighted, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Qi Xuansu's chest.

At this time, Lu Hu's sword force was far inferior to the previous one, and it was quite a spent force. Qi Xuansu suddenly stretched out his right hand, grasped the sword body, and chopped down his right arm with his left hand.

Lu Hu wanted to use his strength to take it back, but the long sword was held by Qi Xuansu's five fingers. Although blood was flowing, it was like iron and did not move at all.

In this situation, Lu Hu had no other choice but to let go of the sword. But Lu Hu claimed to be the best sword, but he hesitated at this juncture.

In the blink of an eye, one of Lu Hu's arms was cut off. Although the broken arm had been separated from the body, the five fingers were still firmly holding the long sword.

Lu Hu's face was pale, and he leaned over to pick up the broken arm. He had no strength to fight again.

Qi Xuansu put away his single sword and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you."

Li Qingnu smiled slightly and deliberately added fuel to the fire: "Third brother is mighty."

Qi Xuansu was too lazy to care about Li Qingnu's little trick of diverting trouble, and stretched out two fingers to Lu Yunfeng: "Mr. Lu, if you don't leave, it will be two thousand Taiping money, which is not a small amount."

Lu Yunfeng's face was ashen.