"I failed to make a mountain nine feet tall," Shen Yuanjing and Linghu Chong immediately said something in his heart. This man was imprisoned in the belly of the mountain, so he used a sharp axe to chop the mountain, intending to break out of the mountain, but he was only a few inches away from the cave and had already died.

A person's fate is not good, it's all about this!

After walking more than ten feet, the tunnel came to an end. This man had dug such a long mountain road, not to mention the strength of martial arts, but the tenacity of perseverance alone is rare in the ages.

"Sad!" Even though he had known about it in his previous life, Shen Yuanjing still couldn't help but admire him when he saw this situation.

The two of them walked a few more steps and saw two skeletons underground, one sitting against the wall and the other curled up in a ball. Linghu Chong thought: "The Huashan Sect is a major area, and it is not easy for outsiders to come. Are these skeletons the seniors who have violated the rules of the sect?"

After walking several feet apart, he turned to the left along the corridor. A huge stone cave appeared in front of him, which could accommodate a thousand people. There were seven bones in the cave, either sitting or lying, and there were weapons beside him. A pair of iron cards, a pair of judge pens, an iron stick, a copper stick, one seemed to be blocked by thunder, and the other was a three-pointed two-edged sword full of wolf teeth. There was also a weapon like a knife but not a knife, a sword but not a sword, and I have never seen it before.

Not far away, there are more than a dozen long swords. Some are shorter than the usual swords, but the blade is twice as wide as the sword blade, or the sword blade is not sharp, which is the weapon of the Songshan Sect; some are light and soft, which is the weapon of the Hengshan Sect: some are bent in the sword body, which is one of the three long swords used by the Hengshan Sect; there are three swords, whose length is the lightness and weight, which is the conventional sword used by the Huashan Sect.

When Shen Yuanjing was checking the weapons, he raised his torch to look at the four walls of the cave. He saw a large stone protruding several feet above the ground on the right side of the mountain wall, which seemed to be a platform. Sixteen big words were engraved on the stone wall under the big stone: "The Five Mountains Sword Sect is shameless and vulgar, unable to win the battle, and plotting to harm people."

I saw countless small characters engraved next to the sixteen big characters, all of which were "despicable", "extremely shameful", "incompetent", "cowardly", etc., and cursed words all over the wall were full of cursed sentences.

After checking the weapons, Linghu Chong came to see them and was very angry and said, "I'm afraid these people were not captured by our Five Mountains Sword Sect and imprisoned here. They only knew that some swearing words were carved on the stone wall. Such behavior was despicable and shameless."

When the two raised the torches and looked at the stone wall, they saw a line of words engraved: "Fan Song and Zhao He's sword technique to break the Hengshan Mountain is here." Next to this line are countless human figures, one uses a sword and the other uses an axe to practice. Next to these human figures, a line of words suddenly appeared: "Zhang Chengyun and Zhang Chengfeng's sword technique to break the Huashan Mountain."

Shen Yuanjing sneered in his heart, and did not speak, but just looked at the sword techniques of various sects seriously. Linghu Chong was not like that, and immediately became furious: "Shameless rats, bold and arrogant. Huashan's sword technique is subtle and mysterious, and there are only a handful of people in the world who can stop it. Who dares to say the word "break"? Who dares to say it is "break all"?"

After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand and chopped it over. However, the stone wall was very hard, Linghu Chong's sword was ordinary, and sparks were splashing everywhere. Although the word "公" was cut off, his sword was also broken.

Linghu Chong was stunned, raised his torch and looked at the stone wall. It was as if he had fallen into a demon. Thoughts flashed through his mind one after another.

The cave was quiet for a long time, and the torches were about to be burned. Shen Yuanjing saw Linghu Chong still in a daze, so he went out to pick up some pine firewood for boiling water and lit the torches that were about to be burned again.

After reading the Five Mountains' Sword Techniques briefly, Shen Yuanjing saw Linghu Chongru pointing the acupoints for someone and standing still, so he dragged him out of the cave.

It was already summer, and Linghu Chong was in fear and sweating profusely. When the wind in the mountains blew, he woke up immediately. He didn't care about the wine jar at his feet. He grabbed Shen Yuanjing and said tremblingly: "Junior brother, you, you saw it too, right?" No wonder he was in a state of silence. It was really the contents in the cave, which were too unexpected.

"It's just some nonsense, not worth mentioning!" Shen Yuanjing seemed distracted, but Linghu Chong was still a little panicked: "The pine tree welcomes guests, and the boundless fallen wood is really broken!"

Shen Yuanjing didn't comfort him, and walked to the side to pick up two branches, threw one over, and said, "Come on!" Linghu Chong immediately understood that his junior brother was going to practice it in practice, so he took the branches.

Shen Yuanjing started to welcome guests. The cracking method of this move contained in the stone carvings in the cave was divided into five lines to strike the five parts of the human-shaped lower plate, and you can take one of them. Linghu Chong followed this method to directly take Shen Yuanjing down plate, and each line was to hit the leg bone and shin. This move was broken.

Then there was Feng Laiyi, who had five backs hidden inside, but was also dealt with by the seemingly clumsy moves in the stone wall, six or seven strange tricks containing the backs.

At the beginning, Shen Yuanjing's sword technique was slow. Once these two moves were broken, he expected that Linghu Chong had already entered the rhythm, so his sword technique suddenly accelerated, one move faster than one move. The third move, the boundless fallen wood, Linghu Chong could barely resist, but he couldn't keep up with it at all. A cracking method flashed out in his head, and this move had passed.

After using a set of Huashan sword technique, Linghu Chong was hit by dozens of strokes. He stood there blankly, feeling happy and puzzled in his heart.

"This cracking method is a hard way, and it is a bit of contradictory to each other, and there are many discords inside, which is difficult to form a system. It is useful to deal with one move alone, but if you want to practice it, you really can't. On the other hand, my Huashan sword moves are of the same origin, connected with each other, and transformed into a good wish. If you practice it skillfully, you will be constantly making moves, one move after another, and one quick move, how can this cracking method keep up?"

Shen Yuanjing pointed out that the biggest disadvantage of these cracking methods is that it is not a whole set of kung fu. If you can't connect it, you can't practice it.

Linghu Chong recalled the situation when the two of them were fighting just now. When they started to fight slowly, the cracking method was always good. Later, Shen Yuanjing increased his speed, so he couldn't keep up, especially some cracking methods conflicted with each other. For example, the first move was to lift the sword and flirt, and the next move had to turn into raising the sword and chopping it down. How could this work?

Thinking of this, Linghu Chong was suddenly open and was about to thank Shen Yuanjing for guidance. Suddenly, he thought of something else and felt nervous and said, "What if someone combined these tricks into a set of martial arts?"

"If someone can combine these scattered tricks into a set of kung fu against Huashan swordsmanship, then the martial arts level is already extremely high. If you are not good at creating another magical skill, why should you spend so much effort to target Huashan sect?"

Linghu Chong naturally didn't know that there was an example of Lin Chaoying, the founder of the ancient tomb sect, who turned to hate because of love, and nodded: "But it is like this. In this way, isn't this method of cracking completely useless?"

"It's not entirely true. Ordinary disciples will suffer losses when they encounter it suddenly. Or when facing masters, they may have a miraculous effect." Shen Yuanjing said, and then set off again and asked Linghu Chong to attack: "Come on, I'm slower this time!"

Linghu Chong just acted as a junior brother and wanted to practice it. When he met in the future, he could be prepared and cooperated. Unexpectedly, the Cangsong used by Shen Yuanjing this time was driven by the intent of Songshan sword.

Linghu Chong was thinking about using cracking methods to fight, but he also subconsciously felt that he should use the Huashan Sect sword technique, and his mind was tied up, but he was stunned.

After being hit for a while, he woke up. There was no need for Shen Yuanjing to say anything. Linghu Chong immediately realized and shouted: "Yes, yes, this sword move is dead, but the person who uses the sword is alive."

Different people understand the same swordsmanship. For masters, each move is different. It is common to use it at will to cut it off and cut it off. It is not so easy to be restrained.

Furthermore, in terms of Linghu Chong himself, in addition to Huashan sword technique, there are also two types of sword technique, Xiyi sword technique and Yangwu sword technique. When fighting, one is defeated, and the other is that there is no need to go to the end.

Linghu Chong was dispelled from decadence and couldn't help but feel that his understanding of swordsmanship was higher than his level and he bowed deeply to Shen Yuanjing: "Thank you for your guidance. I understand that the way of swordsmanship lies in adaptation. Wherever you go, everything will be understood. The swordsmanship makes it all the same. No tricks the other party uses will work. Is there any martial arts in this world that can restrain all swordsmanship?"

"That may not be!" A strange voice inserted in.
Chapter completed!