Chapter 453 Seven Star Sword Formation (2)

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Long Zhutian pondered silently on the side, he looked at Yuqing and said, "Master, can you teach me how to crack the sword formation? I want to enter the illusion again to see."

Yuqing nodded, and began to set up a gossip array with Yuzhenzi on the ground with a small wooden stick, explaining to him the mystery of the transformation of the formation and the location of the Shengmen.

Long Zhutian is extremely savvy in this regard, and one thing is clear.

Yang Zimei has learned Yin-Yang, Five Elements and Gossip since she was a child, which makes it easier to understand. However, she has never practiced swordsmanship. .

However, the changes in these swordsmanships are really powerful. Although they are only made of small wooden branches, Yang Zimei can clearly see its attack power.

No wonder, Long Zhutian was suddenly injured in the hallucination.

If he didn't wake up in time, it is estimated that he would have been stabbed into a hedgehog from an impeccable angle by these 108 hands.

"Zhoutian, do you have a foundation in swordsmanship?"

After Yuqing finished explaining, he asked the extremely crucial words.

Long Zhutian nodded, "My grandfather taught me to practice swordsmanship from a very young age. When I was thirteen years old, I realized that no matter how brilliant the swordsmanship was, it couldn't compare to a bullet, so I stopped practicing."

"Of course, the emergence of modern hot weapons is a deadly impact on the cold weapons of the past, but it cannot completely replace them. The practice of swordsmanship can not only attack the enemy, but also cultivate one's mind." Yuqing said.

"Master, I have never seen you make a sword."

Yang Zimei said sullenly on the side.

"Senior brother, he once lost a sword battle with others, and he swore at that time that he would never use the sword for the rest of his life. Little nephew, let me tell you, your master's swordsmanship is very good." Yu Zhenzi said aside.

"real?"

Yang Zimei's eyes lit up, "Master, are you as powerful as those Taoist priests from the Quanzhen sect of the Wudang School in the martial arts novels?"

"Pfft! Senior brother, didn't you tell the little junior nephew that she is our master?" Yu Zhenzi burst into laughter.

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Zimei was puzzled.

Yuqing really never told her the inheritance of the division.

"Our master, that is, your master, is the ninth head of the Wudang sect. You say, what sect do you belong to?"

"what?"

Yang Zimei was surprised, "Is there really a Wudang faction? That master and uncle, why don't you wait for Wudang Mountain?"

"Heh, except for the few of us, the Wudang faction is already dead in name only." Yu Zhenzi sneered, "The four old things were destroyed back then, and everything was ruined."

Yang Zi's eyebrows were embarrassed.

It was an era when everything was destroyed, and she was powerless to complain.

While they were talking, Long Zhutian had already cut a wooden branch into the shape of a sword, and started dancing aside, attracting Yang Zimei's attention.

Yuqing and Yuzhenzi also looked at him...

Long Zhutian's body is strong and fast, and his infuriating spirit is strong. Although he is only holding wooden products, it also makes people feel like the sword wind is blowing, and the leaves on the tree are rustling.

Yang Zimei couldn't understand this sword technique, but was attracted by his gesture of dancing the sword.

So handsome!

Every move, every move, every spin, every dash...

Everything makes her heart beat like a deer!

"Huh? Isn't he using our Wudang swordsmanship?" Yu Zhenzi looked at it for a while, and said in surprise, "Master seems to have said that this swordsmanship was only known to my uncle, so how could he do it? Could it be... "

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