The shocking scene that happened in Tiger Roaring Valley shocked everyone on the stone platform of the valley and was speechless. They all seemed to have been hit by a mysterious spell and could not move. They were so stunned that they even stopped breathing!
Even Chaoyang Guanyu Xuanji, who had been watching the battle with a cold eye from the beginning until now, couldn't help but be moved.
Just before counting, most people thought that Iga Kaede would win the final victory, but in an instant the world turned upside down, and the shocking result was that Qin Yun's backhand sword decided the fate of both parties.
The question is, where did his sword come from?
Just now everyone saw Qin Yun's weapon being knocked away and thrown away, falling into the sea of fire without a trace. He was obviously defenseless, but at a critical moment, he miraculously conjured a sword, which made Qin Yun known as a genius.
The swordsman's Iga Kaede brought about his own destruction!
Iga Feng suddenly stopped, but his body still kept the forward posture. The dagger held in his right hand was only one foot away from Qin Yun. He stared blankly at the long sword inserted into his chest, feeling that his life and
His strength was rapidly draining away, and his eyes were filled with confusion, confusion and astonishment.
"Ah!~"
But the next moment, he suddenly woke up and howled like a beast.
All the pain, despair and unwillingness were condensed in the howl, and his right hand suddenly opened, and the dagger he held was shot forward like lightning, directly to Qin Yun's heart!
Although Qin Yun turned the tide of the battle with one sword, he still maintained a high degree of vigilance before his opponent fell completely. So when he discovered Iga Feng's dying counterattack, he immediately dodged sideways.
Poof!
The dagger failed to pierce the center of the mouth, but it pierced the left shoulder, and blood suddenly burst out.
Qin Yun groaned and pulled out the Tianwen Sword while retreating backwards.
As the long sword quickly separated from Iga Kaede's body, uncontrollable blood spurted out from his wound, taking away his life at a faster speed. This proud and conceited swordsman could no longer hold on.
His body and knees softened and he knelt down in front of Qin Yun!
Qin Yun endured the severe pain from the wound and stepped forward with his sword ready to end the duel completely.
"You win..." Iga Feng knelt back on the ground. He raised his head with the last bit of strength, stared at Qin Yun and whispered: "I hate it so much..."
Qin Yun didn't know what he hated, but seeing the life in his opponent's eyes gradually dimming, the raised sword did not fall down in the end, retaining his last dignity as a sword cultivator!
In the legends of the vast Kyushu, the winner cuts off the opponent's head to show his glory. The loser who has lost his head is as low as dust and mud, and his soul will never enter reincarnation.
He pulled out the dagger stuck on his shoulder with his backhand. Qin Yun did not look at Iga Feng again.
He had used up all his strength with that sword blow just now, and Iga Kaede's heart had been pierced. Even if the gods came, they couldn't save him. In this life-and-death showdown, he could only have the last laugh!
Iga Feng, who was kneeling on the ground, showed a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and quietly took his last breath.
"No!"
On the stone platform, Yan Chaozong slumped on a chair as if his spine had been ripped out. The pain of the defeat was like a poisonous snake biting his heart. He really wished he could rush down to the valley and chop Qin Yun into a pulp.
Not to mention Iga Kaede, who caused all this, will be whipped repeatedly even if he dies!
A few days ago, this swordsman with his eyes and nostrils turned upward believed that he was certain to win. He did not hesitate to invest fifty thousand spiritual jade in order to deal with Yan Lingyun. He originally thought that he would be able to use this to draw money from the bottom of the cauldron, but he did not expect that Yan Lingyun would earn nothing.
A considerable sum of money.
He failed to steal the chicken but lost the rice. He failed to steal the chicken and built the whole phoenix into it!
The blood drained from the pretty face of the twelfth princess Yan Feifei. When it comes to losing money, she lost more miserably than Yan Chaozong. Although the latter suffered a heavy hemorrhage, it did not damage the foundation. However, she lost her old family fortune.
All lost.
What's even worse is that she has been humiliated in front of her brothers and sisters of the same race. She really wants to die.
The red-faced old man laughed heartily, and the sound of his laughter filled the valley with great joy. It also made the skinny old man's old face turn green and white. He snorted and immediately stood up and walked away, unwilling to see the other person's proud look again.
The red-faced old man stopped laughing and said loudly to his back: "Remember that you owe me five hundred thousand taels of silver, and also keep your turtle son as far away from Qing'er as possible in the future. Don't forget it!"
The skinny old man walked faster.
Most of the people present looked bad. They all bet on Iga Kaede and lost completely.
The biggest winner is undoubtedly the Ninth Princess Yan Fangfei. She once again proved her vision and courage with a bet worth hundreds of thousands of jade. It can be said that she had the last laugh.
Yan Lingyun is also the natural winner. Although his harvest is far less than that of Yan Fangfei, he also won 50,000 spiritual jade from Yan Chaozong. This huge wealth is very useful to him.
He and Fang Feicheng looked at each other, and both saw sincere joy and relaxation in each other's eyes.
The battle between Qin Yun and Iga Feng was so thrilling and full of ups and downs that Yan Lingyun thought he would lose the bet several times, but it turned out that he was not wrong about Qin Yun, and Qin Yun did not let him down.
!
"ah!"
But some people fell into complete madness because of this. Two swordsmen in white who were behind Yan Chaozong suddenly let out heart-rending howls, drew their swords, jumped forward, and jumped from the high stone platform.
!
These two swordsmen are both fellow disciples of Iga Kaede. Although they are brothers in name, they are actually more like followers of the latter. They followed Iga Kaede to Yanjing under the orders of the Iga Sword Sect.
For Yan Feifei, Yan Chaozong and others, Iga Feng's defeat and death only caused them to lose money and face, but for these two Iga swordsmen, it was like the whole sky collapsed.
They could not imagine the consequences of Iga Kaede's death in battle. They must know that Iga Kaede was regarded as the future hope of the Iga Sword Sect. He was a genius disciple who would enter the Suigetsu Sect and was an irreplaceable treasure.
How could he die here?
How could you die here!
In the face of the cruel facts, both of them lost their minds at the same time. They only wanted to cut Qin Yun into pieces. Otherwise, it would be difficult to reduce the hatred in their hearts, and it would be even more difficult to explain to the sword sect.
The observation stone platform on the east side of Tiger Roaring Valley was only a few dozen feet high from the valley, and the mountain was gentle and easy to climb. The two of them started to move furiously, and after only a few ups and downs, they were already within a hundred steps of Qin Yun.
"Be bold!"
"stop!"
Only then did the people on the stone platform wake up. Yan Lingyun and Fang Feicheng shouted angrily at the same time, and the latter immediately jumped down, intending to intercept Qin Yun before the other party killed him.
At this time, Qin Yun had just experienced a life-and-death battle with Iga Feng. He was seriously injured and was already at the end of his strength. Even an ordinary Qi-refining warrior would be enough to kill him, let alone two elite swordsmen.
However, Fang Feicheng's reaction was still a step too slow, and the movement speed of the two Iga swordsmen was very fast, and they could cover dozens of steps in the blink of an eye.
They raised the swords in their hands, the swords were shining brightly and the cold sword energy was roaring, their attack must be a decisive blow!
At this time, Qin Yun also realized that the danger was approaching, but he still had no energy left to fight against the two swordsmen. He reluctantly took out the last fire dragon jade talisman from the universe space and held it in his hand.
Fang Feicheng's eyes were filled with tears, but even though he tried his best, he could not shorten the distance between him and the other party. He could only watch helplessly as the two of them got closer and closer to Qin Yun, who was almost unsteady on his feet.
This scene caused a cold sneer to appear on the corner of Yan Chaozong's mouth. Iga Feng's failure filled his heart with violence and anger that had nowhere to vent. He was really looking forward to seeing Qin Yun die at the hands of the Iga swordsman.
Although it is said that once Qin Yun dies, he will inevitably attract the wrath of Tiancheng Sword Sect. As the employer of Iga Swordsman, he cannot escape the relationship, but as the prince of Dayan, Sword Sect cannot do anything to him.
Kill, kill him quickly!
Yan Chaozong's eyes widened with a cruel and bloodthirsty light, and he was roaring loudly in his heart.
The two Iga swordsmen approached Qin Yun no more than ten steps away. One suddenly leaped into the air with force, and the other lowered his body and accelerated forward, almost ready to launch a joint killing move!
"presumptuous!"
But at this critical moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
With the appearance of this voice, a vast and majestic power suddenly descended!
Bang! Bang!
Only two low muffled sounds were heard. The two Iga swordsmen seemed to have hit an invisible iron wall head-on. They were knocked backwards and fell heavily to the ground more than ten steps away, spurting out blood.
on the ground.
I don't know when, a white-robed Taoist nun suddenly appeared in front of Qin Yun.
It is Yanjing Chaoyang Guanyu Xuanji, the arbiter of this showdown!
She shook the fly whisk in her hand and said coldly to the two Iga swordsmen who were moaning in pain on the ground: "Iga Feng and Qin Yun are in a battle of life and death. The sword fights between life and death without regrets. You are so brave.
How dare you attack and kill the winner, do you think that I, the arbiter, do not exist?"
The heated minds of the two wounded Iga swordsmen finally became clearer. Faced with the overwhelming pressure of the powerful Huagang warriors, they had no courage to resist, and they all lowered their heads.
Yu Xuanji continued: "Iga Feng's skills are not as good as manpower. If you die in battle, it will not be a disgrace to the reputation of the Iga sword sect. I will spare your life this time and take his body back to Xiaoyingzhou. Never do it again in the future."
Back!"
The two Iga swordsmen nodded dejectedly. They supported each other and stood up, staggering towards Iga Kaede's body, as frightened as a bereaved dog.
Everyone watched them leave with contempt, even those who lost their bets. No one looked down on the shameless people who did not follow the rules.
Qin Yun took a deep breath, bowed to Yu Xuanji and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help!"
