Chapter 382: Sword and painting

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People saw Ye Ming pull his sword in front of Huo Qi, and shook his head one after another. Yuandu went to Jiang Xue and laughed: "Huo Qi is known as the first sword of Nandu in the younger generation, and he is one of the nine holy places. His master is the master of the Sword Hall of the Holy Land of Weapons. Even Wu Zun dare not draw a sword in front of him. "
Jiang Xue knew the details of Ye Ming and smiled slightly, saying, "You all look down on Ye Ming. I think he will win this contest."
Yuan Du was surprised. He looked at Jiang Xue: "The princess actually has such confidence in him. Is there any secret in the body?"
"You'll know in a while." Jiang Xue watched the battlefield and was in no mood to continue the discussion with the other party.
Huo Qi slowly raised his long sword, pointing his sword at Ye Ming. For a moment, a ray of sharp murderousness locked him in, and he felt danger in his soul. Had it not been for his ascension to the Emperor Wuzong, his spirit was strong and tenacious. At this moment, he would be disturbed by swordsmanship and unable to concentrate, giving the right opportunity.
Ye Ming was holding the Xuantian Sword, and the opponent's sword meaning did not affect him greatly. His heart and his sword are in a state of nothingness.
Huo Qi frowned, and he had not experienced 10,000 or 8,000 battles. Often, he could suppress each other with a strong sword. However, the Ye Ming in front of him didn't seem to be disturbed by his sword, which showed that the opponent's mind was very powerful. He took a deep breath, and there was a whirlpool of enthusiasm all over his body, growing bigger and bigger, until he wrapped his body.
At this moment, Huo Qi turned into a huge, flat vortex with a diameter of two people. The core is dazzling light. The sword gas is constantly flowing out to form a gorgeous rainbow-like landscape. The weather is extraordinary. .
Seeing this scene, the young man named Wei Ye Guangxueliang excitedly said, "Brother Huo's star vortex swordsmanship has already been completed, and this is a great show!"
Yuan Du glanced at Jiang Xue and said, "The vortex swordsmanship condenses the energies into a vortex, that is, converges the whole body's strength at the center of the vortex, thereby exaggerating the offensive power. Your friend, I ’m afraid There is no way to take it. "
Jiang Xue looked at Ye Ming intently and asked: "Is it?"
The vortex of the other party was formed. Ye Ming was very interesting. He had never seen anyone use this sword technique. The seven-element scoring array calculated the opponent's attack method and strength at the first time, and gave the best counterattack strategy. So, at the moment when the vortex of sword air was formed, he used Xuantianbao sword to draw three circles around his body.
A fascinating stream emerged from the sword's tip, forming a bright halo, with a subtle rune engraved on the halo. After Ji Jin's departure, he still clings together so accurately, which shows that his 'hidden energy' and Ji Jin's creatures have been able to turn decay into magic, reaching an incredible level.
Suddenly, three auras of aura surrounded him, rotating according to different axes, and his people were slowly suspended in mid-air.
"Huh? What martial arts is this?" Yuandu asked in surprise.
"This is not a martial art, but the use of step-by-step shenglian and yuan jinsheng rune in the dark energy level on Ji Jin. Didn't you see it? On the aura of Jin Jin, he used the method of inscriptions, The enchantment was engraved, so I look forward to its power. "Jiang Xue said with a smile.
Yuandu's face was a bit gloomy. He reached step by step Shenglianlian and Yuanjinshengfu in the dark stage. Such a person is absolutely terrible!
Just then, the three auras of aura quickly spun up, and suddenly a horrible breath was released, and everyone was out of breath. Jiang Xue's eyes brightened, and he smiled: "I see. The three auras of aura are themselves forming a magic circle. It seems that he has broken through to Zhenma and auras of solidarity!"
Yuandu was shocked: "You mean, his samurai stage almost reached the extreme?"
Jiang Xue nodded: "It should be. The samurai stage is the foundation of martial arts practice. This stage is extremely important. Unfortunately, many people want to complete this stage as soon as possible to become a martial arts master."
Ye Ming's momentum suddenly calmed down Huo Qi. His sword air vortex was released for a long time. He didn't dare to shoot immediately, but asked, "What martial arts are you doing?"
Ye Ming's sword pointed obliquely to the ground, and said lightly, "I did not use ready-made martial arts, but based on your martial arts improvisation. It is called Xuantian Da Zhoutian sword technique."
"Xuan Tian Da Zhou Tian Sword Technique?" Everyone froze and thought the name was strange.
Ye Ming said indifferently: "My move mainly has the shadow of Xuantian Baidi Sword and Da Zhoutian Sword Technique. Of course, it also combines the essence of other sword techniques."
Although Huo Qi was shocked, his mouth said, "Although Wu Zong can create his own martial arts, how strong are the martial arts skills you created in an instant? Take me a trick!"
"Sen!"
The sword vortex spins up at a high speed, like a light wheel, rolling towards Ye Ming, and after it arrives, it leaves a white light curtain tail. In a short time, the three auras outside Ye Ming also spun up quickly. Due to the fast speed, he became a bright light ball, hitting the sword vortex fiercely.
"Si Lingling!"
In a split second, the swords of the two men fought thousands of times. Ye Ming's photosphere is like the sun, hovering in the air steadily. However, Huo Qi's vortex of sword gas exploded all of a sudden, and the fragments of countless swords fell to the ground. He himself "plopped" and fell from the sky, lying straight on the ground.
Five people, including Yuandu, gathered around quickly to raise him. Huo Qi opened his eyes suddenly and said, "Don't touch me."
The crowd was startled, and quickly stopped. Wei Ye frowned and asked, "Brother Huo, are you injured?"
Huo Qigang had just finished talking, and suddenly, fine blood was leaking from his clothes. It turned out that the moment he fought with Ye Ming, hundreds of swords were in his body, and each sword just cut the skin and did not go deep. Although the injury was not serious, he was in pain all over, which prevented everyone from touching him.
"I have three hundred and sixty-five swords in my body, Ye Ming, you are amazing. Huo Qi never obeys anyone in swordplay. Today, I obey you!" After speaking, he swallowed an elixir to stop the blood. Then jumped up, turned and left.
"That 10 billion, I will send someone to the Princess House." Leaving this sentence, Huo Qi's people went away.
There was a dead silence at the scene. The shock that Ye Ming brought to the crowd was too strong. In one move, he cut 365 swords on Huo Qi? If he wanted to kill, wouldn't Huo Qi have been cut into flesh?
"Who's the second?" Ye Ming asked, faintly halting the aura.
Wei Ye stood out, Ye Ming's stunning performance before did not seem to scare him.
"What are you trying to do?" Ye Ming asked.
"Better painting." Wei Ye calmly and authentically.
Everyone was relieved. They did not sacrifice the painting sacredly and were good at painting. Even if the strength of Ye Ming was strong, he would not be able to defeat him in painting.
"How to compare?" Ye Ming was not stage frightened and asked calmly.
Wei Yedao: "My teacher once said that there are five realms of painting that he knows, which are connected with martial arts. These five realms are things that are things, things that are not things, the essence of things, and vivid and vivid paper. It is already possible to express life with paintings. "
Ye Ming nodded: "Okay."
Someone offered a pen and ink pad, and the two spread painting paper on the table and dipped the pen in ink.
Wei Ye thought for a moment, and then he brushed it up quickly.
Ye Ming stared at the drawing paper and meditated for a while, until Wei Ye's painting was half finished, he slowly began to paint. Wei Ye drew a picture of a dancing girl, dancing in a vivid manner. Amazingly, the dancer's eyebrows and eyebrows in the painting can convey a strong affection, which makes the man bewildered and can't bear to move his eyes.
In contrast, Ye Ming, only a few strokes, outlined a swordsman. The swordsman stood on the top of the mountain, looked up at the sky, and hung his sword. A sense of desolation and loneliness came out, and it also reached the realm of expressing Taoism.
After the two had finished painting, Zhumei and Yuandu waited around to see the paintings of the two. We all think that Wei Ye's paintings are superb, but Ye Ming's brushes are concise, but the artistic conception conveyed is not weak at all, and he can't tell which is good or which is bad for a while.
Yuandu said: "I think this game is a draw?"
Jiang Xue kept staring at Ye Ming's painting, she shook her head and said, "No, Ye Ming won."
Wei Ye asked dissatisfied: "Princess, we have clearly reached the level of expressiveness, why do you judge me to lose?"
With a smile, Jiang Xue raised her hand and patted it on Ye Ming's drawing paper. Suddenly, a ray of phoenix jumped from the paper and turned into a swordsman painted on it. It actually waved two swords and exhibited a set of extremely amazing swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship is exactly the set of swordsmanship known to Ye Ming, with a total of 36 strokes.
After the light and shadow swordsman cast a set of swordsmanship, he immediately fell silent into the painting, as if the previous one was just an illusion.
Wei Ye paused and murmured, "Yueran on paper? How did you do it?"
Yuan Du sighed. He already knew that Ye Ming had achieved the ultimate at the samurai level, and he said, "Brother Wei, this brother Ye will hide his energy in pen and ink."
Wei Ye suddenly realized that although Ye Ming seemed suspicious of cheating, others always did it, and he couldn't say anything. With only one hand, he said, "I give in."
Ye Ming: "Assign."
With a ten billion IOU left, the savage left. As a disciple of painting, he lost to a person who had never studied painting, and he stayed without a face.
In this way, there were four people left, and the third one was Yuandu. Yuandu smiled slightly. He gave Ye Ming a gift: "In Yuandu, the first son of the Yuan family, the golden family of the Suzaku dynasty."
Ye Ming: "Ye Ming, an unknown soldier of the Qing Dynasty."
Yuandu shook his head: "Brother Ye is humble, you are not an unknown soldier. I have heard about Tongli Qianzhuang. Also, Brother Ye seems to be the grandma of the Qing Dynasty?"
"It's a bad name. I haven't got the approval of the Qinglong Emperor, let alone mention it." He said lightly, and didn't have much aversion to this yuan.
Yuandu nodded: "I admire Brother Ye next, but since the lottery has already been drawn, we can't be too persuasive. Then, you and I can compare your strengths."
Ye Ming: "Are you sure you have more strength?"
Yuandu smiled: "Why, Brother Ye dare?"
Ye Ming sighed: "I just feel that bullying is too bullying."
Yuandu froze and didn't understand what he meant.
Jiang Xue reminded: "Ye Ming, Yuan has the practice of Wu Zun, the dragon elephant is complete, has the blood of ancient times, the magic is amazing, it is known as the first Hercules in the Southern Capital."
Ye Ming smiled and said, "No wonder other people are so jealous of you, it really is amazing. Then I have to see if it is your strength or my strength."