Jiang Hai was really shocked. Just now he heard Huang Shaohong personally admit that his relationship with the little martial arts god Zhou Binglin was a fist-changing friendship, so he knew that the other party's Tai Chi should be a martial art he learned later, so his family should practice the Hongmen way.

He believes that since it is a Hongmen style, the weapons should mostly be knives, sticks, spears and the like. If it is a Qimen weapon, it is nothing more than the Emei thorn, double dagger, short knife, kidnapper, a little weirder, at most it is a hoe, a bench and the like.

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But who would have thought that Huang Shaohong would act so unconventionally? Look at the heavy thing that is nearly three meters long in front of him. Is this called Fang Tian Hua Ji?

This thing has only been seen in movies and TV dramas. Are there any people who practice this in real Chinese martial arts circles?

You really think you are Lu Bu among men!

Besides, what the hell is your bright silver halberd pole with a goose egg thickness and a golden dragon coiled around it? If this pole was really made of metal, it wouldn't weigh more than seventy or eighty kilograms!

In addition to the big spear head with a two-crescent halberd blade in front, if it wasn't made of paper, it would have weighed over a hundred pounds. Can you use this thing in a martial arts competition to make it move?

Not to mention Jiang Hai was confused, even Zhou Binglin was confused. He thought to himself that he had been cultivating Haoran Qi these past few days and had done something wrong to develop Alzheimer's disease. Otherwise, he didn't even know why such a big guy was brought into his home.

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Huang Shaohong walked to the courtyard with a coiled dragon halberd and poked it on the ground. With a 'dong' sound, one of the green bricks paved on the ground was smashed into pieces.

Jiang Hai and Zhou Binglin felt the ground shake, and immediately knew that this painted halberd must be a real thing with full weight.

Zhou Binglin pointed to the ground, his hands shaking with anger: "My bricks from the Qing Dynasty!"

Huang Shaohong curled his lips: "Why don't you want to part with the things that were left behind? I will go and steal a tomb from before the Ming Dynasty, help you dig out some floor tiles, and replace all the floor tiles in this house, so that you can see what history is.

breath!"

Zhou Binglin was so stunned that he didn't vomit blood: "History, you are a big-headed ghost. You went to rob tombs and dig out bricks. You are trying to turn my yard into a circle of graves, right... Well, if I do it again

If I continue to tell you, I will be so angry that I will lose my strength. If you beat yourselves, I will also see how you use the halberd!"

Although the opponent had already taken out the halberd, Jiang Hai still couldn't believe that Huang Shaohong would use this 'heavy weapon' to fight him, and asked in surprise:

"Master Huang, are you sure you really want to use this Fangtian Painted Halberd to fight me? You must know that my Wudang swordsmanship is light and fast. If you use such a heavy weapon, I'm afraid..."

He didn't say what he was afraid of, but the implication was that he thought Huang Shaohong would suffer a loss if he couldn't keep up with his sword moves using such a weapon.

Huang Shaohong smiled casually: "Winning or losing, success or failure, life or death, no complaints!" As soon as he finished speaking, his fighting spirit surged, and he waved towards Jiang Hai: "Please!"

Jiang Hai was infected by his fighting spirit, and his eyes also showed a strong fighting spirit: "Okay, we martial arts practitioners should have this kind of momentum and courage to fear life and death. If this is the case, then I won't be polite!"

The two of them walked to the field and stood facing each other. Zhou Binglin's courtyard was neither too big nor too small. The yard was nearly twenty square meters, enough for the two of them to fight.

Jiang Hai held the Turtle Snake Sword and raised his fist towards Huang Shaohong: "Master Huang, please!"

Huang Shaohong held the Panlong Painted Halberd and cupped his fists to return the salute, and said with a slight smile: "You should take action, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance!"

Zhou Binglin frowned slightly. He thought that Huang Shaohong was exaggerating. After all, the reputation of Wudang Nine Palace Sword was not blown out of proportion.

Wudang's swordsmanship is mostly based on breathing to drive the body. You can swallow it in one breath and practice it day and night. The internal organs and breathing are extremely powerful. The body is like a swimming dragon. The sword light flickers. With each pick and thrust, killing people is like eating and drinking.

It's generally simple, but if you underestimate the enemy, you may suffer big losses.

Jiang Hai was obviously thinking like Zhou Binglin. With a sword in his hand, even Duan Guochao, the number one man in the three million People's Liberation Army, was no match for him. The man in front of him dared to say this to him... Why!

"Okay, then let me learn a lesson from Master Huang's methods!"

Jiang Hai didn't talk nonsense. With a flash, cold light flashed, and the sword energy was flowing. The turtle and snake sword in his hand had been unsheathed. He only saw his body bowing, shaped like an old ape in the mountains, leaping forward, and the tip of the sword struck Huang Shaohong directly.

's throat.

This sword seems to have become spiritual, and the whole body becomes as light as a feather, completely attached to the sword. It moves with the force of the sword.

It was as if it was his sword that moved the ground, not his people.

There is a formula for swordsmanship called: "The immortal wields the sword like a dragon." This means that when the immortal uses the sword, it is like controlling a dragon. A person is riding on the dragon and flying all over the sky. What is flying is a dragon, not a person.

Jiang Hai's current sword is obviously close to this realm. If he goes one step further, he will be called the Immortal of Swords in this world.

"What a sword!"

Huang Shaohong praised, although it sounded more like a curse, but no one cared what he said, because at the same time as he praised, he had already taken action.

I saw him holding the halberd in his left hand and stabbing towards the river and sea. He grabbed the handle of the gun with his right hand at the same time and shook both hands. The Fangtian painted halberd, which was made of fine steel and weighed more than 100 kilograms, was shaken by him so fast.

This is a spear move called 'Golden Rooster Nods'. When used, it can turn one into a thousand and create countless spear shadows, making it difficult for people to distinguish between true and false, and unable to guess the direction of the attack. It is an extremely powerful move.

Spearmanship.

But when he used this move, both Zhou Binglin and Jiang Hai felt shocked. You must know that this is not a white wax pole, nor a red tassel gun, but a Fangtian painted halberd made of fine steel!

Being able to use such a painted halberd to perform this move means that his strength is no less than that of the ancient generals who were invincible when one man was in charge.

Facing Jiang Hai who was painting a halberd, he instantly felt a strong wind blowing against his face. At this moment, he had a feeling that the opponent was not Fang Tian Huaji, but an electric fan!

The strong wind arrived before the halberd arrived. The strong wind driven by the painted halberd hit his face like a knife, and his skin felt stinging.

Jiang Hai knew instantly that he was unable to defeat him. The halberd came after him and he couldn't stop it. He immediately stepped back diagonally to avoid its sharp edge. Then he stepped straight up, raised his sword slightly, and rested the sword spine on Huang Shaohong's halberd.

On top of the pole, it was slashed horizontally. This sword slashed both hands holding the halberd and the enemy's throat.

One move back and one move forward with a sword, as fast as lightning, and used just right. Even Zhou Binglin watched from the side and couldn't help but secretly applaud.

Huang Shaohong was unaware of Jiang Hai's sword. He twisted his hips and swung the Huaji towards Jianghai with the force of sweeping thousands of troops. At the same time, he shook his arms, shook the Huaji, and flicked the Turtle Snake Sword to it.

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Then he twisted his wrist, and the three-pointed double blades of the painting halberd rotated at a high speed, causing the roaring wind to directly cover Jianghai.

If Huang Shaohong were to use force to defeat skill and play with a heavy sword without a sharp edge, with his current strength, dark power cultivation, and the weight of the Panlong Painted Halberd, he estimated that Jiang Hai would not be able to defeat him in three moves.

However, it was his first time to use Fang Tian Hua Ji. It would be pointless to bully people like that. He just took advantage of this opportunity to see if he could integrate the martial arts learned from Bao Zhilin into the Hua Ji's attack skills and practice what he had in mind.

The move that was expected.

Jiang Hai also thought that the opponent would definitely use force to overwhelm him, and he had already made plans to use skill to overcome clumsiness. However, he never expected that Huang Shaohong used the halberd to move his fingers like an arm, and his speed was no worse than his sword.

In particular, the moves changed quickly and exquisitely, bringing the martial arts principle of "one inch longer, one inch stronger" to its extreme. At this moment, it was already too late for him to hide.

The steps were quick, and the body retreated suddenly. At the same time, the turtle and snake sword danced in front of him at high speed, protecting his whole body.

I could hear it in my ears, a tinkling sound, a sound of metal colliding, a continuous burst of dark energy, and the long sword collided with the painted halberd and splashed countless sparks.

Huang Shaohong laughed loudly: "Break it for me!"

The halberd shook rapidly, poking, picking, smashing, or cutting. The spear skills, stick skills, knife skills, and sword skills he had mastered in Baozhilin were all integrated into the attack of the painted halberd at this moment.

'clang'

With a loud noise, Jiang Hai's Turtle Snake Sword finally broke under the load after quickly resisting Fang Tian's attack.
Chapter completed!