Chapter 681: Spirit Snake Fist

Yan Shaogui felt that his head was big, and he couldn't help but regret secretly. He was not a talkative person. What happened today?
However, he is a master after all, and when he walked in front of Xia Zi, he had completely converged and his mentality became very peaceful.
Zhao Yiming nodded secretly. Although this Yan Shaogui is similar to Duan Zijiao in terms of cultivation, his xinxing is higher than that of the other party. It is a pity that he took a wrong step today, otherwise he will definitely be able to step into the Supreme Realm in the future.
He nodded to Xia Zi, the latter frowned, but then nodded his approval, after all, in this world, you can eat or be eaten.
Xia Zi said softly, "Your luck today is really bad, and I can only use you to build power. I hope you can teach a qualified apprentice in the future."
What she said is very interesting. Obviously, she didn't intend to kill the other party, but she said that the other party was out of luck. Then there is only one possibility. She wants to abolish the other party's martial arts.
Yan Shaogui frowned slightly. Although he was not sure about his victory, the other party said this lightly, as if he was not worth mentioning.
There was a slight fluctuation in his calm mind, and there was not much talk. A sword stabbed in the past, this sword was as fast as lightning, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and took the opponent's throat.
Xia Zi shook her body and stepped on Lingbo's microsteps. This was already invincible. Two golden flew up and down before hitting the main points of the opponent's body.
The more Yan Shaogui fought, the more frightened Yan Shaogui became. To tell the truth, the two of them should have about the same amount of effort, but the other's footwork was too mysterious, and he was completely passively beaten.
He suddenly took a breath of real energy, used his ability to press the bottom of the box, and used the violent wind fast sword, which was full of sword light for a while, and sword shadow all day long.
Xia Zi smiled slightly, and suddenly retracted a pair of golden balls, then his figure flashed to the side, and the probing hand grabbed the jagged part of the long sword.
You must know that this sawtooth part is a very delicate design of this long sword, which is used to lock the opponent's weapon and at the same time, it can also saw off some long weapons.
But at this time it became a burden. After being caught by the opponent, there was no way to break free, and this part was actually weaker than the other parts because of the jagged.
Xia Zi spit out and broke the long sword directly, and then the tip of the sword turned upside down, stabbing the Nine Swords like lightning, because the two people were too close, he could not dodge at all.
Yan Shaogui felt like a discouraged ball. The nine cyclones had all been broken. The true essence in his body was madly flowing outwards, and most of it was lost instantly.
He looked at Xia Zi with a pale face and said, "How can you have such a profound sword skill."
Xia Zi whispered: "I am 23 years old this year. I started practicing swords at the age of three and practiced until I was 22. Why do you think I have this kind of swordsmanship."
Yan Shaogui suddenly felt that he didn't complain about losing. It was obvious that the the opposite side had only started to change her practice a year ago, so that she could be better than herself, so what else could be said.
He supported the ground with the scabbard and sighed, "I was convinced that I lost, but I have a doubt. You are also a flesh and blood body, why would you just grab my long sword?"
Xia Zi didn't have any scruples about this, and smiled casually and said, "Because I have a pair of extremely thin silk gloves in my hand. This pair of gloves is impervious to swords, water and fire."
Yan Shaogui nodded and said, "Thank you for telling the truth, I have nothing to say now."
He turned around and said to Ouyang Shuming, "I am already a useless person now. I can no longer serve as Lord Ouyang, so I will leave first."
Ouyang Shuming waved his hand casually and said, "I didn't expect you to do anything, but it's really a waste. I can't beat a woman. Get out!"
With a miserable smile on Yan Shaogui's face, he leaned on the ground with his scabbard and limped into the distance, his figure infinitely lonely.
Those few people who were with him also had a feeling of sorrow and death. Unexpectedly, this Young Master Ouyang was so unkind, they were not as good as a dog.
Zhao Yiming looked at Ouyang Shuming and said: "Now the first two games have been played, and now you and I are left, let's do it!"
Ouyang Shuming suddenly snorted and said, "Don't think that winning two games will be great. Today, this young master wants you to know how good our Ouyang family is."
Two people came to the court, everyone with their bare hands. Ouyang Shuming screamed and attacked first. This raised his hand as a punch.
Zhao Yiming stretched out his hand, but he didn't expect this fist to be very erratic, one arm seemed to be boneless, and he struck from an incredible angle.
He quickly withdrew back, and when he thought about it, he knew that the other party was using the Spirit Snake Boxing technique. It seems that this Ouyang family inherited the technique of the Jin-style martial arts Baituo Mountain.
Spirit Snake Fist is a fist based on the twisting of the body of a snake. The gist of this fist is that the arm seems to be able to bend where it cannot bend. In fact, it is at the nearest place to the enemy. Suddenly a punch strikes from an unexpected position. To. The position of the punch is unbelievable, and in the eyes of the enemy, his arms seem to be as smart as a snake.
The biggest feature of this set of boxing methods is the surprise. You obviously feel that you have clamped the opponent's fist, but this punch will come from an unexpected direction.
Originally, the method of restraining the snake fist was quickly grabbing his fist, so that he could continue to use it, but now it is not so easy for both sides to have similar cultivation.
Suddenly Ouyang Shuming firmly gained the upper hand by virtue of the spirit snake boxing technique, and it was very beautiful to press Zhao Yiming there.
Those attendants immediately cheered loudly, as if Ouyang Shuming would definitely be able to win, and within three to five moves, Zhao Yiming could be taken care of.
Zhao Yiming had observed the same thing. After the opponent punched, he suddenly punched out. This punch came first, as if hitting the snake's seven inches long, making the punch return without success.
The next step was the sudden change in the situation. Zhao Yiming's punches came first, and each hit the opponent's flaws, and quickly beat the opponent in a hurry.
Ouyang Shuming felt very aggrieved at this time. Before every punch of his own was unfolded, he was dulled back by the opponent's punch, and his heart was depressed.
Then he seemed particularly anxious, and he suddenly uttered a long drink. This time he no longer used the Spirit Snake Fist, but quickly made a dozen punches, and then took a few steps back.
He looked at Zhao Yiming coldly and said, "You kid really has some abilities. You actually broke my spirit snake boxing technique. I will let you see now. Our Ouyang family has another unique skill."