Chapter 181: Three-Armed Serpent

Within the first twenty moves of the opening, Elder Qinghuang had done the best he could.

He was indeed a moment late and couldn't save Nie Qianyu who had already walked to the front, ruthlessly extinguishing the last bit of hope of the young girl. But this was not a mistake—he could only be this one step late.

He absolutely couldn't take the risk to grab that moment in advance.

Now, the restraint was rewarded, but the accumulated advantage was also consumed cleanly. Now the situation on the field was only related to 【Elder Qinghuang】 and 【Three-Armed Serpent】.

A bright sword light nearly a foot long exploded between the two.

Meng Chuyuan's mouth and nose blood was still flying, but this sword had already exploded regardless of everything. Elder Qinghuang blocked it horizontally, and his sword and arm were shaken like a flying satin ribbon.

He immediately set up his short sword with his other hand and floated three or four feet backwards, only then barely unloading the blow that slashed towards his neck.

But looking up, a violent sword light had already pressed onto his eyebrows again.

Just as Elder Qinghuang had guessed before, after his identity was exposed in front of this person, the battle suddenly entered another intensity.

Meng Chuyuan had no respect for the name 【Elder Qinghuang】, and he indeed had this strength. Elder Qinghuang fell into a complete disadvantage in an instant and was pressed into a precarious situation by the stormy offensive.

Cultivation was inferior, actual combat was inferior, and the martial arts he was good at were not suitable for this kind of frontal collision. What's more, when they fought today, he discovered that this person's cultivation had actually improved again.

After five moves, Elder Qinghuang had already retreated twenty feet and had to abandon the long sword in his right hand. The sharpness accumulated since the fight was worn away cleanly.

And then, Meng Chuyuan drew the second sword on his back.

Originally, it seemed like a fast and fierce slash when drawn, but when it affected Elder Qinghuang's blocking action, it suddenly slowed down. Instead, the first sword stabbed faster.

Elder Qinghuang's heart tightened, and he immediately turned to block the first sword, but his eyes blurred. The second sword was actually fast as lightning, and blood splashed, already piercing into his shoulder socket.

The first sword was like a violent mad serpent, and the second sword was like a calm big python. In ten moves, nine of them only swayed slowly outside the battle situation, as if it were just a decoration. But when the opportunity was found, this move would definitely be fast as lightning and see blood when it came out.

Elder Qinghuang's right arm suddenly hung down, like a powerless noodle.

Elder Qinghuang occupied all the advantages, but still needed seventeen moves to cause the first injury to Meng Chuyuan. Now Meng Chuyuan was wearing a wounded body, and the disadvantage of the battle situation was reversed. In seven moves, he unloaded one of Elder Qinghuang's arms.

The first pulse power holder of the number one big sect in Bowang, was originally the domineering Eighth Life who was second to none in the whole state.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, the man grinned, and revealed a ferocious smile again.

After this sword, from the perspective of the objective battle situation, Meng Chuyuan had only just blown the horn of counterattack; but for Meng Chuyuan himself, the victory had already been laid.

Heh, Elder Qinghuang is still this soft.

But when he felt the feedback of the sword entering the flesh, he was slightly surprised.

It was not that any force was applied to the sword—but on the contrary—it didn't encounter any resistance.

There was no entanglement of true Qi when entering the flesh, nor was there any rejection of true Qi after piercing through. This body didn't even immediately connect the broken tendons and veins with true Qi.

After the Eighth Life of the martial artist's meridian tree, there would be two hundred and fifty-six meridians. Where was the massive, surging true Qi nurtured in them?

All in the left hand.

The short sword held in Elder Qinghuang's left hand suddenly was no longer ghostly and tricky, but became majestic and fierce!

Because this was exactly the second opportunity he was waiting for.

The 【Five Leaves Cutting Abdomen】 supported by the "three advantages" was originally the best situation in the imagination. Although Elder Qinghuang painstakingly created the first two "advantages," he didn't have enough confidence in grabbing the third "advantage" from Meng Chuyuan's hands in the fight.

What he painstakingly brewed for three days was actually another sword—even without the advantage handed over by Nie Qianyu, he wouldn't have left the field without success.

This sword didn't come from him, but from Xu Jianzheng.

Purple Huang had always held a cold eye towards the Seven Serpents Cave.

Although the Pavilion Master repeatedly persuaded and blocked, he still couldn't help but give them some overt and covert means, really having no demeanor of a senior expert.

"The bastards of the Seven Serpents Cave really deserve to be killed a thousand times!" During the period when the Seven Serpents' gang evil was most explosive, Purple Huang came to his bamboo building with wine, often starting with similar words.

Now the White Bamboo Pavilion really went to war with Seven Serpents, but it was because of his disability.

"Yanhe, I have thought about how to deal with Meng Chuyuan," two days ago, Purple Huang pulled his sleeve and said with bright eyes.

"Meng Chuyuan has three swords. The first sword is called 'Big Serpent,' the sword path is extremely domineering, which is often the sword he draws first. At this time, you must not collide with it hard. Avoid if you can, suffer a loss if you suffer a loss. Anyway, your body method is agile, he can't take you down for a while just relying on this one. The second sword is called 'Cold Python.' After this sword is drawn, you easily can't feel it. At this time, 'Big Serpent' is still attacking violently, but believe me, Meng Chuyuan's heart and mind are all on 'Cold Python'."

"This sword is not as powerful as 'Big Serpent,' can it be collided hard?"

"This sword he holds lightly, and it is good at making false moves, but it can indeed be won by colliding."

"However?"

"However, it is a decoration when it doesn't make a move, and it is useless to collide. When it makes a move, it is fast and accurate, and you can't bite it."

"Then what to do?"

"At this time, turn back to collide with his first sword."

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"'Cold Python' is out, 'Big Serpent' still looks aggressive, forcing protection, but at that moment, the true Qi power in it must have turned away a small half, and it is already in a range that can be defeated."

"But he can also pretend to be 'Cold Python' drawing the sword, actually 'Big Serpent' is still full of power."

"This statement is not false, but to deal with you, Meng Chuyuan shouldn't have so many thoughts."

"." Elder Qinghuang stroked the sword and didn't speak.

"In short, as long as you see his Cold Python move, you immediately meet Big Serpent with all your strength—don't use that set of dodging things, just want to fight with him," Purple Huang said. "I guess this will definitely win him a move... if I guess wrong, it counts as mine."

It's useless to count as yours. If you guess wrong, your brother will die.

——Actively meeting that unstoppable sword light with the short sword in his hand is equivalent to hitting the strong with the weak. The short sword will be knocked away in an instant, and Meng Chuyuan will absolutely not let go of this opportunity where the opening is exposed. Within three moves, a sword—any one—will pierce his chest.

"However, this is a fighting method I prepared for myself," Purple Huang added. "Even if you win the collision, it is actually an injury-for-injury. The further success or failure still depends on the rapid on-the-spot fighting... you will definitely lose."

"It's already enough."

Being able to add a fierce sword to Meng Chuyuan after 【Five Leaves Cutting Abdomen】, Elder Qinghuang was already satisfied.

He placed himself in front of Meng Chuyuan as carefully as a Seventh Life. Actually, it was not so. He was also an Eighth Life for many years. He could do many things Meng Chuyuan couldn't do, and if he wanted to leave, Meng Chuyuan would find it difficult to keep him.

Even in the frontal single fight he was least good at, he was not really hard to win a move—he could add many light injuries to Meng Chuyuan.

But that had no meaning.

He must give him a sufficient amount of trauma, wear down his energy, weaken his true Qi, consume his life, and use everything he could pay to put him in a position where he could be beheaded with one sword.

This was a battle that didn't allow for mistakes. Cuiyu had made the greatest effort, and the young girl's gaze was projecting through the darkness. He could fully feel the weight in it.

Before entering the field, everyone had already put their lives on the line, and no one could retreat halfway.

Elder Qinghuang met 'Big Serpent' with his sword!

The first frontal collision!

In the sound of the chime, Elder Qinghuang's arm was painful and numb, and the wrapped true Qi was almost shaken away. His heart sank straight down.

He clearly felt the loss of control of his sword.

But when he moved his gaze, he saw the more crooked sword in Meng Chuyuan's hand.

——Won!

There was no time for joy. Elder Qinghuang twisted his wrist, the sword edge cut, and a huge opening was cut in Meng Chuyuan's waist.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Meng Chuyuan's suspicion about the feedback on the sword that pierced the shoulder socket just rose, and the other hand was violently deflected, followed by the coldness sweeping across his waist.

The two swords cut into each other's bodies almost at the same time. The next moment, the "rapid on-the-spot fighting" in Purple Huang's mouth unfolded immediately.

Elder Qinghuang immediately recovered true Qi to protect his shoulder, so as not to be really unloaded of an arm by Meng Chuyuan's sword edge. And earlier, Meng Chuyuan had already pulled the sword back, making this true Qi rushing back useless. Instead, the other hand's Big Serpent sword turned and slashed down towards Elder Qinghuang's shoulder and neck with full force.

Elder Qinghuang twisted his figure agilely, just in time to avoid this move, but it was also at this time that his heart felt cold—this time Big Serpent was actually still a false move!

The chill of Cold Python stuck on again.

Although he knew he would lose, Elder Qinghuang didn't expect to lose so cleanly. Only two moves had passed.

The battle situation was approaching the end.

Fortunately, for this section of "on-the-spot fighting," Purple Huang had also considered countless possibilities for him, including its end.

The third opportunity to make a move.

Elder Qinghuang ignored the horror rising in his body. The sword light rose like a dragon, without ghostliness and trickiness, only a straight fast!

Straight stabbing at Meng Chuyuan's lower abdomen—"At this time you must have been unable to dodge, and unable to block, only trying to exchange one more move."

"Exchange which move?"

"The last opportunity to make a move, use the most powerful one you can still use."

【Breaking Heart】

When Elder Qinghuang stabbed this sword, Cold Python had already succeeded. The center of Elder Qinghuang's chest was pierced by a sword, and the violent true Qi was destroying everything in his body. This move was not more lethal than 【Five Leaves Cutting Abdomen】, but Meng Chuyuan was still fighting in blood at this time, while Elder Qinghuang was already seriously injured and collapsed in this move.

Only the short sword in his hand was still powerful enough.

The most determined fatal move in "Cutting Bamboo Sword," this time Elder Qinghuang took it to retreat and stab at the enemy's abdomen.

Only seeking to hurt the enemy one more time!

However, this sword finally failed to succeed.

Elder Qinghuang's sword could no longer move forward an inch. There was no feeling of cutting flesh on the sword, but it fell into a strange stagnation.

This move was not dodged, nor did it encounter the collision of the sword edge, it was just solidified there by something.

Elder Qinghuang raised his head and looked. In front of Meng Chuyuan, the air seemed to have condensed into invisible iron, casting the short sword inside.

He recognized what this was.

True Qi Technique · 【Six Arms】.

The structural foundation of "Three-Armed Sword," the pulse-suppressing unique skill of Eagle Ravine Cave, the housekeeping skill that Meng Chuyuan relied on to roam Bowang for more than ten years.

It was precisely by relying on this True Qi Technique that he won the prestige of 【Three-Armed Serpent】.

Let's say, after a martial artist enters the upper two realms, true Qi can leave the body. Means like controlling cranes and capturing dragons can be used calmly with a little practice, and interfering with the opponent's sword with true Qi outside the body is a common usage.

【Six Arms】 looks the same as this kind of means on the surface, but it is actually much more exquisite and reliable.

Anyone who practices this True Qi Technique will inevitably raise a guess with cold air—how many arms has this person dissected?

The creator of the technique relied on the thorough understanding of the human arm to design an invisible arm of true Qi. In all fairness, the quality of this True Qi Technique is very high, actually exceeding 【Five Leaves Wheel】 by more than one grade.

This technique is also quite difficult to practice. The practitioner must first refine and condense true Qi, refine it into tendons, bones, muscles, etc. with different methods, and then weave and assemble them into a third arm without any difference, and finally become familiar with using it.

Unlike True Qi Techniques like Five Leaves Wheel that can be condensed and released at will, before reaching the extremely high realm of being able to condense at any time, this True Qi Technique is usually stored in the body in a completed state.

And after occupying nearly one-fifth of the true Qi, the effect of this technique is indeed not bad. In a word—it is infinitely close to a real arm, and it is more flexible and not afraid of water, fire, knives, and guns.

For example, now, true Qi leaving the body is difficult to block a sword full of true Qi of the same realm, but the true Qi arm firmly held this 【Breaking Heart】 in its hand. And what really made the battle trend towards another direction was that this arm could also hold weapons.

Meng Chuyuan's third sword is called "Hidden Serpent," which is a transparent sword piece that is the length of a forearm, without hilt or guard, light and sharp. Cooperating with this true Qi arm, many times in the intense battle, the enemy didn't see anything at all, and had already been separated from their head.

Today Elder Qinghuang had also been guarding against this sword, but until now it hadn't been drawn. The third arm showed itself to him in a state that was not the most fatal—it just held his sword.

If "Hidden Serpent" were stabbed with this arm, it would actually be equivalent to Elder Qinghuang using one sword to surprise Meng Ch

Meng Chuyuan should have ended this battle like this.

But perhaps his chest and abdomen could no longer bear this 【Heart-Breaking】 strike, and he was confident that as the battle developed, he could completely take down Elder Qinghuang without injury, so this time he chose defense over offense.

Fate favored Elder Qinghuang once again.

He suddenly raised his eyes, for the first time tonight, his blood-stained lips curled into a sharp arc—you missed the last chance to draw the "Hidden Serpent."

He lunged forward violently, discarding the short sword in his hand, and ignoring the long sword still embedded in his chest, he used his own body to forge a lock, trapping Meng Chuyuan inside.

Meng Chuyuan was completely unable to dodge in time; in his combat strategy, he had never even considered such a move, because it was completely equivalent to giving up resistance, and he could break this lock into three pieces within three moves.

Before he could even figure out the purpose of Elder Qinghuang's move, he had already executed his first move without hesitation.

This move started from the outer edge, slashing at Elder Qinghuang's left arm.

This move failed to land; Meng Chuyuan's arm stiffened abruptly in the night wind.

Because as this body lunged forward, it brought with it a whisper that chilled him to the bone.

"Aren't you waiting for... the sword of Tianshan?"

How is that possible?!

But a gale had already risen from behind.

(End of this chapter)