Chapter 484: One Move to Defeat Sword Regal in Snow Battle
Seeking defeat with one move, the master of the Zhenwu Pavilion attacked the Shenzhou Sword Lord. The former condensed 50% of his sword power, while the latter felt the pressure. He immediately pointed his sword at a point, and the Wuhui Sword in Jian Wuhui's hand fell into the palm of the Sword Lord——
[Offended! Wu Regret Heavenly Style·Ten Thousand Ques Lonely City——!] The Sword Lord raised his sword in front, and used the strong inspiration in his mind to form a single move. The moment the sword intention drew out the spiritual power on the sword, he saw the Sword Lord's body.
The silhouettes of thousands of swordsmen were instantly transformed, each of them evolved into a sword style. These thousands of sword styles finally merged into one body, and the lonely move was performed——
"bass--!"
Defending without attacking, the sword master's moves have been completed, turning into a shield of ten thousand swords, just to be undefeated; at the same time, Xiao Jian's sword for defeat points out, and a ten thousand sword energy flies out. When the sword energy approaches, ten thousand swords return
1. A sudden confrontation between two swords!
"clang!!!"
In the confrontation between two powerful forces, victory or defeat only takes a moment!
The sword moves of both sides were deflected by the opponent's sword moves at the same time, but the sword master took three steps back——
[The master of the pavilion has a high level of cultivation. The sword master lost this move. The sword world deserves to be the sword world.]
"Hmph! You don't have to belittle yourself! Among peers with your strength in the sword world, I'm afraid there are few opponents! With such strength and such sword skills, I should be able to make it to Tianwen Peak... No regrets, you lead them
Go down and rest for the night, and take them to Tianwen Peak tomorrow." After Xiao Jian asked for defeat, he turned into several sword lights and flew out of the Zhenwu Palace. The matter had just come to an end...
Jian Wuhui took Jianjun, Ouyang Xiaofei, and Xuezhongjian along the way to the guest room of Zhenwu Pavilion, but he seemed glum and lacked the vitality of the past.
[No regrets, the Pavilion Master seemed to have agreed to give in because of Huaiyue, but in fact, he was just using Huaiyue as a step to climb down. What really changed his mind was your impulse. You and the Pavilion Master are father and daughter.
You must know the pavilion master’s temperament well, so why should you be unhappy about it?】
"Tch! Who would be angry with him! I was just thinking about your sword move just now...and...why did you pretend to take three steps back in the end? If you have to pretend to let my father have the upper hand, don't say you are really an enemy.
But my dad, I have seen your true strength, you can’t lie to me! And... you still hold the Sword of No Regrets... That’s right! How can you not change your stubbornness~! You did it without my permission last time
Take the Wuhui Sword, now again! Do you really regard the Wuhui Sword as your own? This is so annoying~!" Jian Wuhui regained his former vitality, and the sword master smiled and felt relieved.
The Sword World seems to be a realm no smaller than the mainland of China, but it is actually a sect organization. There are four factions in the Sword World that symbolize the highest honor in the sword world: Zhenwu Pavilion, Tianwen Peak, Yuejian Tower and Zhufeng
On the island, each of the four factions has four top swordsmen in the sword world. However, these four swordsmen came from the same sect and are brothers in the same sect. Therefore, although the four factions are independent, they belong to the same sect.
There are no other large or small sects in the world.
Just like what Jian Wuhui said to Pang Xiaolong before returning to the sword world, in the sword world, everyone learns swordsmanship, and all swordsmen believe in deciding all disputes through sword fighting, and the so-called sword fighting,
Under normal circumstances, it is a one-on-one confrontation, but if you challenge several people at once with the approval of the other party, it can also be a one-on-many situation. Sword fighting does not matter life or death, even if the direct disciples of the four major factions are killed.
The outer disciples were killed in a sword fight, and the strong swordsmen of the four major factions would not take the lives of the outer disciples because of this. This is enough to show the authority of sword fighting in the sword world.
After noon on the day when Sword Lord and everyone came to the Sword World, many disciples from the inner sect of Zhenwu Pavilion came to see the Sword Lord for a sword fight: among the younger generation of the Sword World, there was only one person who could fight against Xiao Jian Qiufei in one move.
There are very few people who can take three steps back. Even the direct disciples dare not say that they are capable of such things. Therefore, when the victory or defeat of Jianjun and Xiao Jian in one move reached the ears of the inner sect disciples, many disciples did not believe it.
This person from the mortal world has such strength, so he must prove it personally——
"Sword Lord! Come out and fight with me!"
"Sword Lord, son! Come out and fight your grandfather with swords!!"
"Ignorant Sword Lord! Come out quickly! I want you to see clearly the gap between the sword world and your mortal world!!"
There was endless shouting outside the door. Jianjun and Xue Zhongjian lived in the same house, while Ouyang Xiaofei went to live with Jian Wuhui. At this time, Jianjun was glad that Jian Wuhui was not present, otherwise he would definitely go out and "big
Start killing."
[Sword in the Snow, please go out. I brought you to the sword world for a reason. At least, your lack of combat experience can be made up for here. I want you to go out and accept the challenges of all Zhenwu Pavilion disciples. If you lose
, I will help you, just show your skills.]
"If I fail, my life will end here. I don't need anyone's help! You are not allowed to take action!" After saying this, Xuezhongjian pushed the door open and Jin Feng Guyun stepped out of the door.
, and began to feel restless - not uneasy, but excited!
"Today, only after you defeat me, the Sword in the Snow, can you challenge the Sword Lord——" The Sword in the Snow faced more than 300 Zhenwu Pavilion disciples with extraordinary cultivation, showing no fear. At this moment, Jinfeng Guyun took the initiative to unsheath and shine in the world.
The golden light is full of strong fighting spirit!
"How brave! I, Wu Mingpeng, will fight with you! Take the move - Mingwang Sword Style - Heaven's Mercy Pardon!!" Wu Mingpeng, a disciple of Zhenwu Pavilion, is quite famous in Zhenwu Pavilion. After all, being able to enter the palace is at least already
This shows that his swordsmanship has reached the level of a master.
The Mingwang Sword Style is a high-level sword style that can only be learned by disciples in the Zhenwu Pavilion. Although the offensive attack of this sword style lacks a bit of sharpness, the true meaning of the sword style is the word "wait", which is to wait for the opponent to make a move.
It is an excellent sword style to deal with counterattacks, so although Wu Mingpeng made a move at this time, the power of the move was only 20%, and the remaining 80% was ready to go, waiting for the moment when the sword in the snow made a move, it exploded
And out!
Look at the sword in the snow again, standing with the sword in hand, staring at the swordsman who is stabbing directly in the face, but the sword in his hand is motionless, it seems that like Wu Mingpeng, he is waiting for the opponent's opportunity to make a real move——
"bass--"
Wu Mingpeng's sword was getting closer and closer. Almost everyone onlookers thought that Wu Mingpeng's sword was too fast, so that the swordsman from the mortal world had no time to react and could only let it be slaughtered!
However, Wu Mingpeng, who was in the middle of the battle, clearly felt that he was fighting against himself. Although the sword was fast, it never escaped the eyes of the sword in the snow. At this time, both sides were in the eyes of the other party.
It's in a static state, the key is who can't hold it anymore and takes action first.
Ten meters, eight meters, six meters, four meters, two meters!
This sword almost pierced the heart of Xue Zhongjian, but he remained motionless. To outsiders, he looked like a puppet waiting to die, or in other words, he was already dead - the moment Wu Mingpeng drew his sword.
.
Sweat began to appear on Wu Mingpeng's forehead. The feeling of stabbing the opponent with a sword was like stabbing himself, which made his heartstrings tighten, as if the person in a dying situation at this time was not the person in front of him, but himself!
One meter, half a meter. After all, Wu Mingpeng could not escape the shackles of death. At the last moment, he drew his sword and tried to retreat. At this moment, the sword in the snow moved. The golden edge moved and pressed against the opponent's long sword. Then he shook and challenged.
, the long sword fell to the ground, Wu Mingpeng - defeated!
The outcome was decided in an instant, and the result was inexplicable: Why did Wu Mingpeng finally stop? How did the sword in the snow finally come out?
"What on earth is going on? Wu Mingpeng, why did you sheath your sword in the end?" Many of the onlookers asked Wu Mingpeng, but the latter was so disheartened at this time that he didn't even pick up the fallen sword.
Ran away directly.
"I'll be next! Don't say I'm bullying you. Your last move didn't consume much energy. If I dance in the air, I'll defeat you with the second move!" Another person walked out from the crowd of disciples, but he was seen dancing on the spot.
After one move, a second move followed immediately. The path of the sword was changeable and the power of the sword was fierce. It was a completely different sword technique from Wu Mingpeng.
Sword in the Snow raised his sword to meet the enemy. The two sides exchanged hands for several moments, and it was difficult to tell who was superior. In the end, Jin Feng Gu Yun cut off the opponent's long sword, and the battle was decided.
"And me! Come here!"
Afterwards, battles came one after another. The sword in the snow did not change its expression and calmly faced the enemy. From strong to weak, from weak to now, it has fought against at least nearly a hundred people. Although the disciples of Zhenwu Pavilion already know
The swordsmen in the snow are not easy-going people, but their enthusiasm for the challenge has not weakened at all, and the waves of offensive have never stopped!
The battle lasted until midnight, and even the master of the Zhenwu Pavilion was alarmed——
The Shenwu Tower behind the Zhenwu Palace is where Xiao Jian Qiufei lives. He is looking in the direction of the guest room. From his angle, he can clearly see every move of the Snow Sword, and the ancient charm of Jin Feng in the hand of the Snow Sword.
It attracted him deeply.
"That sword...did it come from his hand? No...if that was the case, he would never leave the sword outside...but the features on the sword are indeed similar to his technique, and it can even be said that
They are exactly the same... Are the rumors from back then true? He betrayed the Sword World..." Xiao Jian Qiubai muttered to himself, but his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
…
The battle situation on Snow Sword's side reached late at night. At this time, Snow Sword had been replaced by a two-handed sword, and the scabbard was standing not far behind him. At this time, he was no longer locking his opponent with his eyes.
It is distinguished through hearing and feeling, and they all seek to defeat the enemy with one move. However, the swordsmanship learned by Zhenwu Pavilion disciples is different and almost none of them are the same, making it difficult for Snow Sword to deal with it based on the experience gained in previous battles.
The next opponent left him with scars all over his body.
Just when the 200th opponent was defeated by Jin Feng, heavy snow fell from the sky, and the snowflakes fell on Jin Feng, and were actually melted into smoke by the warmth of the sword: the sword was already attached with the same body temperature as the sword in the snow.
The same temperature, this is another sense of the unity of man and sword.
It was at this moment that an unexpected figure walked out of the crowd and stood opposite the sword in the snow——
"Jian Wuxin, please move."
A white-haired old swordsman pressed his sword with one hand and came through the wind and snow. All the disciples were surprised when they saw this person: this person was the fourth of the four direct disciples of Zhenwu Pavilion.
The oldest among them!
"Let's take action..."
Sword in the Snow spoke to his opponent for the first time since the first battle. Moreover, in the snow, he felt that his physical strength was gradually recovering. At least holding the sword with one hand was no longer a problem. He also knew: this opponent in front of him was absolutely
It's not easy, a battle with him may become an important turning point in the swordsmanship of both sides!
"The name of the sword is Shexin, and it is the sword of proof."
"The ancient rhyme of Jinfeng is the sword of enlightenment."
Everyone announced their sword names. The two sides had not yet fought, and they already had a tacit understanding with each other. However, Jian Wuxin slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, indicating that a battle of sword proofing would take place here. There were more than just onlookers who paid attention to this battle.
Everyone in the building, as well as Xiao Jian Qiufei in the Shenwu Building, and Sword Lord in the room behind Xue Zhongjian, and the outcome of this battle will determine the path the two of them will take in the future...
