Song Que suddenly said, "Do you have any unfinished business?"
At this time, Zhang Ping suddenly laughed: "What wish does the Lord of the Song Dynasty have?"
Song Que reached into the wall at this time and pressed the "zither"-one of the knives sounded like a living song and jumped out of the sheath and pulled it out for the handle, respectively. Song Que grabbed the thick-backed broadsword again and then fell into his left hand’s grasp like a rope.
"out of the knife!" Song said coldly
"The knife is already here!" Zhang Ping replied to be continued.
Chapter three hundred and twenty-five Jack nife War
In Zhang Ping’s eyes, the lack of people and knives in Song Dynasty combined into an inseparable and harmonious whole, which was a strong and profound feeling. It was hard to say that Song lacked eyes, and Zhang Ping seemed ready to launch a shocking blow at any time.
Zhang Ping slowly stretched out his right hand obliquely at this time. Although this hand is flat, it is far more terrible than most knives in the end of the day in the eyes of Song Dynasty, and it is more like a comparable knife.
Neither of them is saying much. This is the purest martial arts contest, and it is nothing but a sword.
Song Que looked up at this time and said with a smile, "Look at the knife!"
The lack of a knife in the Song Dynasty is as straightforward as heaven and earth, and the deeper body hidden behind it is always combined with a constant and ever-changing taste, and there is no gap to be found, which makes people feel that the first knife that comes with his gesture must be earth-shattering and there is no end.
The knife way has reached the level of ghosts and gods. When the knife move is not more than a mile, not less than half a minute, the Song Dynasty suddenly accelerates the amazing technique that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.
Covered with cold air, Jack nife draws a virtual knife, the light shines brightly, the world is full of vitality, and the sun seems to be eclipsed immediately when it reaches the blade. This feels strange and strange, and it is extremely difficult to explain and shape.
At this time, Zhang Ping suddenly waved his right hand like a dream and it was crystal clear. At this time, his right hand seemed to be scattered with Yin Hui’s meniscus.
There is no murderous look or dazzling light, but it seems that in ancient times, the stars need to say more, but they also need to show their presence.
Who is the amazing scene of the collision between the sun and the moon, but it is hard to imagine what kind of energy will erupt between the two.
There is no shocking airflow, no strong wind, no uncontrollable murderous look, and each of them stepped back and stared at each other intensely, Song Que and Zhang Ping.
Song’s lack of majestic body reappears in front of Kou Zhong. Jack nife feels like he is alive, looking for an opponent to stab Zhang Ping’s chest around a big bend full of beautiful lines and geography. His body is driven by a knife, which is both natural and smooth, and it is flawless and wonderful.
Zhang Ping’s right hand can’t press his left hand, but suddenly it’s like a thunderbolt. Fast, pure and fast, without doping, just one fast word is enough.
The collision between the tip of the knife and the tip of the finger is still a touch between the two sides
Song deficiency at this time, the knife potential changes tightly, and if the golden light flows, it teaches people to grasp the position of Jack nife for a moment
And Zhang Ping suddenly put his hands together at this time, and a sharp knife gas suddenly came into being from Zhang Ping’s hands, and then he went away with a momentum of forgiveness towards the lack of Song Dynasty.
The two sides finally collided for the first time, and the sharp strong wind blew the sharpening hall. At this time, everything fell apart.
Song Que then not only did not control the bureau like a preemptive attack, but recovered the horizontal knife from the remote finger Zhang Ping Dao and stood proudly.
Zhang Ping suddenly smiled when he saw this, and then cut out three palms, which at first glance were plain, but there was a lack of white in the Song Dynasty. These three palms contained subtle changes in artistic conception, but they just made three knives.
Song Que suddenly laughed and said, "It’s no wonder that you are so talented and savvy that you have such a shocking martial arts at such an age. I asked three of the nine knives this day and there is no need to send me the last three."
As soon as the words sound just fell, Song Que flashed out like a knife. Everything can be deformed in a quick word. It happened that Zhang Ping, who is hard to see clearly with the naked eye, "felt" that Song Que drew his sword. Jack nife split out of the sheath early and flashed like Changhong crossed a post and split to himself.
All the air and anger seem to be sucked by Song Que’s earth-shattering knife, leaving no trace of vitality. Death and devastation are terrible, and there seems to be a hard way to deal with such a knife.
Zhang Ping is taking a half step forward at this time, and a roll of his right hand big sleeve has been swaying with the stamina, as if turning a huge knife into a knife in the Song Dynasty.
Listening to the loud bang, the sharp strength was overflowing, and the surrounding dust was flying, and the whole sharpening hall was instantly occupied by smoke and dust.
In the chaos, Song lacked a roundabout, and Jack nife flatly went back to welcome Zhang Ping’s chest and swept this first knife. He didn’t feel unusual, but it was slow and unreasonable.
It is Zhang Ping who clearly understands that the lack of this knife in Song Dynasty is faster than slow. Although it has not changed, it is ever-changing, as the universe is poor.
At this time, Zhang Ping suddenly said, "It’s hard to see snow in Lingnan all the year round, but I wonder if the Lord of the Song Dynasty has ever seen a snow drifter?"
The words sound just fell and an atmosphere of carefree leisure suddenly surrounded Song Que.
Snowflakes slowly fall on the green branches, and then they are covered with white snow, which makes the branches creak.
At this time, it seems that there is a Song Que, who is wrapped in silver and particularly enchanting and trance. Song Que seems to have seen a familiar beautiful image from Bashu to the deck of a passenger ship.
Suddenly Song Que sighed: "What a terrible artistic conception! What a terrible knife method!"
With a crisp impact, Song Que and Zhang Ping suddenly split again.
Song Que said at this time: "Then Shi Xuan, who has practiced the immortal seal, will be complacent and can run across the sky, but he doesn’t know that just illusion can achieve the road, but today he sees the Taoist priest’s move. Song Mou knows that killing people is killing people, and he is sincere and does not deceive me."
Zhang Ping smiled at this time and then said, "Give up the sword and find something else outside. The master of Song Valve has really achieved a sincere word for the Dao Dao. Forty years ago, Yueshan, the master of Ba Dao, lost his real name to Jack nife."
Song Que suddenly held the knife edge in his hands and said, "If you lose the ninth knife, I will train your apprentice into a useful person and teach her to become famous for you in the future."
Zhang Ping laughed and said, "It doesn’t take much effort from the Song master, but if the Song master is defeated, I will definitely return the Song master to a Han Chinese country."
Song Que suddenly laughed at this moment and said, "It’s worthwhile for Song to carve your name on the grindstone."
Zhang Ping said simply, "When I went to Lingnan, I naturally learned the master’s brilliant idea, but I hope that the master can be careful because an careless master may have life worries."
With the lack of murderous look in the eyes of Song Dynasty, the war is imminent to be continued.