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The whisk is a popular Dao weapon.” However, there weren't many who could bring it to its peak. This was because it required a very good foundation for one's inner force cultivation. Kongtong used a horsetail whisk as his forte. As a result, Kongtong's disciples first focused on cultivating their inner force. ”Wuuu, wuu …” As for the ”Seven Suicide Bind” that Monk Sorrow had created, he could not help but bring the power of his horsetail whisk to its peak, and he even imbued it with the ingenuity of his sword techniques.

There were only a total of seven forms of the ”Seven Suicide Strikes”, but each form was intertwined and endless. Once used, it was like a raging river that flowed endlessly. If you make your opponent unable to escape, no matter how strong your martial arts were, it would still drag you down until you were exhausted! That was why it was hailed as the ”Seven Suicide Bandages” by the martial artists!

In the eyes of anyone, Cang Lang's move had almost pushed Qiu Wuhen into a corner!

No wonder the Carefree Immortal couldn't help but break out into a cold sweat for this young man!

At this moment, Qiu Wuhen was more shocked than anyone else!

Indeed. He had been in the Dao for more than twenty years, but today, he had encountered the most powerful opponent he had ever encountered! And his opponent was actually someone he had never heard of before!

Just as his right foot was about to touch the ground, it was instantly drowned by that dazzling brilliance! He never thought that this person could grasp the timing and speed so well!

Qiu Wuhen had no time to land, but he had to!

The light was spreading under his feet, waiting for his feet to enter!

Qiu Wuhen's phoenix-like eyebrows creased slightly, his right hand pointed out like lightning, and the wooden sword instantly slashed at the ray of light more than twenty times!

With a series of popping sounds, Qiu Wuhen's wooden sword had already struck the airtight whisk. Borrowing the force of the blow, his body sprung forward as the tip of his right foot lightly tapped on the whisk. His left foot slapped the back of his right leg, and he actually leapt upwards more than three meters! His body spun in the air, but he fell from the sky. With a flick of his right wrist, he suddenly heard a sharp, ear-piercing whistle. A wooden sword slashed out tens of thousands of gray lights towards Cang Lang!

This unforeseen event made everyone present exclaim in surprise. Immediately, a wave of cheers rang out!

The loudest voice was none other than the Carefree Immortal!

”Ha ha-ha ha, what a 'TIyun Zong'! Sigh, Wu Dang Qing Gong was indeed worthy of his reputation! ”Hahahaha …”

Cang Lang also did not expect the person in front of him to have such a proficiency in Qing Gong! He had clearly seen this person fly up into the air on his horsetail whisk! As the saying goes, fight to the death and survive! This person's courage and reaction was unprecedented!

However, what made Cang Lang even more shocked was that before he could retract his attack, his opponent's sword was already not even five feet above his head! The powerful sword Qis slammed into his forehead in a scorching pain!

What a domineering sword!

Now he finally understood why this person dared to use the wooden sword! It was indeed rare to see such a high level of inner force cultivation!

Cang Lang did not retreat. Instead, he waved his right hand, and his horsetail whisk flew into the air, wrapping itself around Qiu Wuhen's sword! He had used eighty percent of his strength in this attack, aiming to break Qiu Wuhen's wooden sword into pieces!

Just as Formless Blade was about to be entangled by the horsetail whisk again, he didn't expect that with a flick of Qiu Wushan's wrist, the wooden sword would still land on the horsetail whisk's hilt.

Cang Lang did not have the time to turn around before he suddenly felt his hand sink. A strong force came from the horsetail whisk, and in an instant, a gust of cold wind attacked him from behind!

”Good!” ”Great!”

The crowd below the stage was in an uproar again!

Cang Lang was extremely shocked!

What a fast movement technique!

What a fast sword!

What a tyrannical sword qi!

Cang Lang's right wrist shook, dodging the attack. He swung his right leg forward, bent his left knee, bent his upper body to the left, and swung the horsetail whisk above his head to the back like a bolt of lightning. His left palm followed the direction of the incoming attack and struck out half the way into the air!

Qiu Wuhen had used his own movement technique to leap behind Cang Lang. The 'Equalization of Autumn Water' stance was the essence of Wu Dang's' Unbroken Sword Technique ', aiming at the back of Cang Lang's neck, which he could not turn around in time! His speed was fast and his actions were accurate. Even the few grandmaster level characters in the stands stood up and applauded him!

However, he never expected that Cang Lang's reaction would be so unexpected! It was only then that they realized they had to re-evaluate this rookie! They were already very familiar with Qiu Wuhen. They all knew that he was Wu Dang's disciple, and they also had some understanding of his martial arts skills.

However, this was the first time he had seen Cang Lang from Kongtong.

He originally thought he was an unknown brat, but from the exchange just now, not only did this person have a good grip on his horsetail whisk, his inner force had met with a huge problem!

And the surprise did not end!

”Seven Injury Fist!”

The Prodigal Immortal called out again!

The distance between them was less than five feet! The recruitment was like a storm!

Qiu Wuhen's sword was about to succeed, but he did not expect the other party's horsetail whisk to come at such a fast speed! He actually touched his right wrist at the right moment! The tip of his own sword was only three points away from the back of Cang Lang's neck! As long as he advanced slightly, victory and defeat would be decided!

But now, he was faced with a choice. If he didn't stop, his right wrist would definitely be entangled by the horsetail whisk! The most serious consequences would be obvious!

A smart person would definitely choose to stop. Qiu Wuhen was a smart person.

His wrist lowered and the wooden sword turned into a tap on the ground. ”Puchi!” The wooden sword lightly sliced across the ground. Qiu Wuhen's body swayed, about to float backwards!

”Be careful!” He only heard the Carefree Immortal let out a loud shout. Just as Qiu Wuhen was about to turn around, he suddenly felt his left shoulder heat up. A huge force, like an iron awl, struck his left shoulder, and he couldn't help but fall backwards! Qiu Wuhen was shocked! He saw Cang Lang's left palm! His palm was still raised up in the air. Qiu Wuhen could not believe that the force was coming from the hand that was at least five feet away from him! It felt like he was being slapped all over!

His body that was flying in the air had almost lost control!

Qiu Wuhen would never have thought that this palm technique would be so strange! The power of his palm was as strong as this! Although it was a palm from afar, it was an extraordinary force! At this moment, his left shoulder appeared to be numb!

Amidst his shock, the wooden sword in his right hand swung out consecutively, slashing sword shadows one after another. Chi chi — — A curtain of dust was lifted off the ground. Qiu Wuhen's feet finally landed on the ground, but he was unable to stand firm! He actually staggered back five steps and tapped on the wooden sword's floor consecutively before he finally stopped. His right leg was bent down and his right palm was touching the ground!

Sweat poured down his forehead. Qiu Wuhen looked at Cang Lang in disbelief.