No one can tell clearly how big the rivers and lakes are. They only know that the Sword Master of the Jin Kingdom and the Baili Sword of the Qian Kingdom are from the Jianghu, and Na likes to lean on the haystacks. Those who pick their ears and hum a tune all day while doing nothing else are also people in the world.
When there are many people around, I like to do chores.
Someone once commented on the Four Great Swordsmen, taking a feature of their swords and leaving it to future generations, that is, labeling them.
The sword of Li Liangshen, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army in Yanguo Town, killed countless barbarians and drank all their blood. Among the four great swordsmen, his sword killed the most people, so he was known as "cruel".
It is said that the sword of Qianguo Bailifeng can shatter the stars after a month of charging. Of course, this is an exaggeration. People nowadays have not become immune to the constant "shattering of the void", so naturally they feel that How to make it look fresh and refined?
But Baili Feng's sword is really as stunning as a giant, hard to fathom, and is known as "fast".
No one has ever seen the Chu sword maker’s sword, but the Jin sword master forged a “Long Yuan” and was praised by the sword master for forcing the four great swordsmen. , known as the "secret".
The sword of the Jin Sword Master is known as "sharp"!
Wherever the sword points, everything will turn into powder!
At this time, the sword master had already fired thirteen swords in a row, but Tian Wujing did not take them all. Although the martial artist was physically strong, he was not a ten thousand-year-old rock in the East China Sea and could not withstand such squandering.
Among the thirteen swords, Tian Wujing received six of them and dodged seven.
The sword master's sword spirit continued to rise, with a sense of leisurely climbing, and there were already several sword marks and grooves on Tian Wujing's gilded armor.
It is clear that the Juggernaut has an absolute advantage.
What swordsmen are best at is actually catching opponents and killing them.
Pixiu was crawling aside and did not participate in the duel. He just stuck out his tongue and licked his front paws from time to time. His big copper eyes were flashing dark red. It was like this. The only spectator in a duel.
When the Sword Master issued his fourteenth sword, Tian Wujing did not passively dodge or catch it, but finally swung his first punch. This punch was not very strong. It just carries an extremely weird cyclone.
The battle between masters is actually very similar to fighting in a battle formation, except that the only troops on both sides are themselves. Therefore, it is necessary to use your brain.
The Sword Master is "climbing", and each sword energy is more powerful than the last. What Tian Wujing has to do is to use this punch to forcefully disrupt his rhythm and make him give up halfway.
Long Yuan retreated, the sword was withdrawn, and it was forced across the front of him, switching from offense to defense.
Tian Wujing's fist hit the sword, and the sword trembled for a while. However, the sword master used this force to forcefully climb up again, his breath suddenly rising twice as fast as before. promote!
The next moment,
Tian Wujing began to retreat,
It was embarrassingA sword that was stronger than the previous thirteen swords was thrust out with lightning speed.
"Bang!"
The warrior's body could not hold on anymore, and a fist-sized hole was dug out of his gilt armor, with blood flowing out.
After a successful blow, the Sword Master did not take advantage of the situation to pursue. Ordinary people cherish their lives, and few dare to risk their lives. This is especially true for true masters. After all, hard work is not easy, and everyone wants to live a good life.
But Tian Wujing was different, so the sword master did not dare to bet on whether Tian Wujing would directly seize the opportunity and want to forcibly die together with him.
Although the other party has a noble status and there is no need to do such stupid things, but who calls him Tian Wujing? Who can guess what he wants to do?
Anyway, I have the advantage. Even if I use a few more swords and slowly peel off the skin, I can kill this third-level warrior in the most reliable way.
When fighting with warriors, you have to pay attention to the heat. Just simmer over low heat to stew the body until it becomes crispy and tender. At the end, the bones and flesh are directly separated with a gentle pick of the chopsticks.
As for time,
The Sword Master can only hope that his younger brother can buy him enough time.
Tian Wujing silently lowered his head and glanced at the still bleeding wound. Perhaps there was still sword energy left in the wound, so he did not try in vain to stop the bleeding and instead rushed forward. It came straight down like a tiger coming down the mountain.
The sword master touched the ground on his toes and flew backwards. He retreated and moved his sword forward. A white light struck the middle door.
"Roar!"
At this moment, Pixiu, who had been crawling there to "watch the battle", suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar. In his big mouth, a handful of The black sword shot straight out and entered Tian Wujing's left hand.
Pixiu has the power to devour, and it itself is an alien without a backdoor, so using its body to hide things is the best way to use it.
The name of this sword is "Kunxu". A hundred years ago, Emperor Taizong of the Qian Kingdom led his army in the Northern Expedition. He had the Emperor's Sword on the left and a Kunxu knife hanging on the right. However, after that tragic defeat, Emperor Taizong was lying on an ox cart. Shang was escorted by his subordinates and fled back to the Kingdom of Qian. The Emperor's Sword and Kun Zhi Dao were all left behind and became the trophies of the Yan Kingdom.
On the day Tian Wujing was granted the title of Marquis of Jingnan, Emperor Yan gave him Kun.
The sword is on the side, the blade is pressed down, and the swords touch each other, making a harsh roar.
The sword master's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his hands horizontally, and two sword energy came out of the air. He pointed forward and aimed directly at Tian Wujing. This was to relieve his Long Yuan Sword.
However, Tian Wujing slapped the handle of the sword with one palm, and the blade of the sword took advantage of it, like a nail, forcibly nailing the Long Yuan sword. For a moment, the sword did not sink into the frozen soil. .
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Both sword energy directly hit Tian Wujing, and Tian Wujing's body trembled slightly. , there was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still calm.
“Arrogant!”
Suddenly, the sword master felt anxiousCao Cao, even though Long Yuan was suppressed underground, he still had the upper hand. Since the fight, Tian Wujing could only be beaten passively, but he was unscathed, and cracks had appeared in the opponent's warrior physique.
However, despite this, the Sword Master still didn't know where the anxiety in his heart came from.
Tian Wujing still didn't waste any time and lunged forward again.
The Sword Master did not retreat this time. At this time, he could not forcefully recall Long Yuan, but simply bit the tip of his tongue and shot out a mouthful of blood. With the blessing of his sword intention, he directly formed a line Blood sword.
Taoist Xuanmen has the method of converting tongue essence and blood into qi, but this blood sword of the Sword Master has its unique sharp sword intention, which is less powerful than the Taoist method. Mysterious, but with a lot of tyranny and lewdness!
Facing the incoming blood sword, Tian Wujing directly changed direction and turned to the left.
The sword master waved his left index finger, and the blood sword followed closely behind.
Tian Wujing’s legs did not kick the ground very fast, but every time he kicked the ground, there was a majestic force, and the ground around him also trembled. His body speed was even faster. It reaches an extreme in various arrogant and unreasonable ways.
However, the Blood Sword has surpassed the obstacle of the skin to a certain extent. It does not even have a specific shape, so the Blood Sword is still following him.
Especially when Tian Wujing clenched his fist forward in an attempt to hit the sword master, the blood sword suddenly accelerated, and with a flash of red light, it directly penetrated Tian Wujing's right chest.
But Tian Wujing’s momentum continued unabated and he continued to try to get close to the Sword Master.
The Sword Master's long robe was slightly cold, and a simple small sword that seemed to be as big as a dagger flew out and faced Tian Wujing directly.
Tian Wujing’s fist collided with the small sword, and for a while, the sound of cracking continued to be heard. This was the sound of brittle cracking coming from the bones.
The third-level martial artist’s fists are very tough, but this simple little sword is even sharper. It not only broke through Tian Wujing’s body-protecting aura, but also pierced Tian Wujing’s right hand. among.
According to legend, the builders of the Chu State not only forged a Long Yuan for the Sword Master, but also helped to forge the essence of the Sword Master’s old sword into a small sword, called Zimu. sword.
This time, Tian Wujing still failed to get close to the Sword Master's body, and at the same time, his physical body was severely damaged again.
However,
As Tian Wujing retreated, he forcibly slapped his right hand with his left hand.
"Crack!"
The small sword was directly stuck into the bones of his wrist by Tian Wujing. His right wrist was immediately covered with blood and the bones were visible.
The sword master suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart.
Although he had an absolute advantage,
he suddenly felt the urge to escape immediately.
Tian Wujing landed with both feet on the ground. Without even looking at his right hand, he turned to put his left hand in front of him. A majestic warrior actually started to seal!
"..." Sword Master.
"Heaven and earth can be hidden, and all methods can use their strength to restrain, trap, lock, and seal!"
Tian Wujing's blood has already surrounded the Sword Master through previous confrontations. A circle, at this moment, was forcibly opened by a spell!
A blue light shield sealed the Juggernaut inside.
Everyone knows that Tian Wujing is a strong martial artist, but few people know that the person who first laid the foundation for Tian Wujing’s physical training was the man who had been sequestered in Tianzhai for decades. An uncle who is dedicated to seeking the truth.
At this time,
Long Yuan was blocked underground by Kun Tho, and the small sword was forcibly stuck between his finger bones by Tian Wujing.
The two sharp weapons on the sword master's body are not around, and it is impossible to use the sword's energy to break this barrier.
This is not an overly clever magical seal, but the barrier formed by it can isolate the Qi, which is the sword that the previous sword master could still use even if he did not have a sword. Qi is almost useless against this barrier, and only the sharp metal Qi can forcefully break it open.
At the same time, Tian Wujing had already stood up and was ready to step forward again.
Only then did the Sword Master realize where the uneasiness in his heart came from. Although he had always had the advantage, and there was not much suspense from the beginning of this duel, he still fought early He fell into Tian Wujing's plan.
Step by step, bit by bit, in the end, I formed a situation where I was caught in a trap.
Suddenly,
The sword master's eyes narrowed, and he reached forward with his left hand, his index finger and middle finger touching each other, and his entire left arm turned into a sharp sword, forcibly Under the urging, he waved forward.
"Hiss!"
The diaphragm was cut open, and the sword master's left arm was also riddled with holes at this time, almost useless.
When Tian Wujing moved forward again to get closer, the sword master turned around and left without hesitation using his body skills.
A swordsman is different from a martial artist. A martial artist will remain a stubborn rock until he is exhausted. In fact, what was condensed and evaporated before was the qi and blood in his own body. He used his body to forcibly control the sword qi to activate it, and applied the work that was supposed to be a magic weapon to his fragile body. The backlash he suffered is absolutely terrible.
Unlike Chen Daxia, who had his leg amputated immediately after being poisoned and continued to fight, Chen Daxia only lost half of his leg, while the Sword Master had damaged his foundation.
Even though Tian Wujing is scarred, the Sword Master knows that if he continues to fight, he will definitely lose.
So he left, not even taking away Long Yuan and the small sword, and left without hesitation. In other words, he lost.
Tian Wujing did not pursue him,
but slowly sat on the ground,
Pixiu stood up, walked to Tian Wujing, and then lay down Come down so that Tian Wujing can lean on himRest with it.
Tian Wujing reached out and grabbed Pixiu's down.
Having just defeated the Jin Sword Master, he did not feel the slightest excitement or excitement at all.
He was just lightly Leaning lightly on Pixiu's generous body,
by his ears,
the night breeze blew slowly,
like to be mixed with the babble of an old man pleading:
"Little mirror, little mirror, I beg you, uncle, okay? Don't just focus on practicing martial arts, you can also practice Taoist spells.
Just give it to me, uncle. How good is it to save face?
Little mirror,
Little ancestor..."