"Yan Sang... should we stop... or fight with our lives!!"
"It's better to click... Otherwise I'm afraid you'll be dead..." Yan Bing said as he said, but in his words... he was challenging the other party's bottom line all the time...
After all, if both sides still have room for confrontation with masters... it would be too unhappy...
Looking at Miyamoto Musashi, whose face was already excited by her, whose face was red and whose veins were bulging, Yan Bing smiled coldly!
Want to enter the realm of Dinghua...
Or you can make a thin life through accumulation...
Or...
Break through life and death!
As early as the moment she fell into a bottleneck, she had already thought about tempering her opponent!
It's him...
The Japanese Sword Saint in front of you!!
According to the original timeline, Miyamoto Musashi reached the peak of his life's martial arts realm after he was fifty, becoming the first swordsman in Japan's history!
Now... facing the forty-six-year-old Miyamoto Musashi... Yan Bing is undoubtedly a lie if she is not nervous...
But only this sense of crisis and suffocation that can be clearly felt through every inch of skin and every hair can be considered a real tempering!!
This kind of tempering and sense of crisis... my master and my master's wife... obviously can't give her...
Only when facing such a person who really kills himself!!
Inadvertently, a little cold sweat had appeared on my palms...
Yan Bing took a deep breath, shook his wrists, moved his neck and waist, and then... made his posture...
Miyamoto Musashi in front of him also slowly raised two samurai swords... and slightly tilted his body... two sabers, one up and one forward and one backward, ready to go...
"Yan Sang...whether of your other flying swords..."
“There is no need for them yet!!”
The last one...it angered the other person again!
Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were completely cold at this time, and he just said lightly: "Then be careful..." and suddenly disappeared from the spot!!!
When it appeared again, a long sword was already chopped off from Yan Bing's back!!
Yan Bing twisted his body with the flow! The general dodged the sword and drew his sword out!! He stabbed several swords at the other party! But he was blocked by the opponent's short sword one by one! For a moment, the night sky was filled with the afterimage of the two of them! The sparks of the sword's edge collided flashed and disappeared in the air, and then flashed out! The two of them went back and forth! They fought directly into a ball of white mist!!
Double sword flow! Attack and defense are integrated!
The glow flows, the sword's edge continues, and it never stops...
"It's time to use your flying sword... Xiaosheng... has only used half of the success!!"
Looking at Miyamoto Musashi in front of him and having fun talking to him, Yan Bing knew... the other party was not saying anything false... so she no longer had any reservations, and her aura suddenly burst out!! The deep purple light illuminated the night sky in an instant!!
After Miyamoto Musashi took a few steps, he also showed a grim smile, and the two blades... suddenly flashed with a faint blue light...
The warm-up is over, and next... both parties are about to start to take action...
"Swish!!"
Miyamoto Musashi took the lead again! The short sword was shot directly at Yan Bing by him! Then he hid in the sharp edge of the short blade with the long sword. At the moment when Yan Bing picked out the short blade, he suddenly slashed!!!
"Snap!!!"
A piece of broken sleeve! Two strands of black hair... floated in the air...
"Yan Sang... If it weren't for the young actor's hand, you'd already broken your arm..."
Yan Bing looked at his left arm, curled his lips, and smiled slightly...
"Maybe..."
"Will Yan Sang... not use the flying sword...?"
"I'm afraid you'll lose as soon as you use it..."
"You!! How could you look down on the young actor so much!"
"You looked down on me first, okay? You haven't tried your best yet!!" Yan Bing raised his sword and pointed at Miyamoto Musashi, who was slightly stunned by this...
"Your little student has not yet tried his best! You almost cut off your arm! How could you breathe such a big tone??"
"You can try it out, don't you know?"
"hiss……"
Miyamoto Musashi was obviously very angry by this sentence, so he directly gasped for a cold breath, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint killing intent burst out!
"Okay!! Then we don't have to hold back!! Just think it's... life and death fight!!"
"Hey!! I'm waiting for you!! But I'll say it first... If I use all my strength... you'd better hide when you encounter a sword, don't think about using the sword to block it! You can't stop it at all!"
"Okay.........!" Miyamoto Musashi responded with his back teeth. In his opinion... the other party's remarks were nothing more than arrogance! Until... the other party's sword body suddenly turned red... and buzzed a buzzing sound... He suddenly widened his eyes and shouted: "Yansang!! You! What kind of sword technique are you doing!??"
"It's invincible, I am the only one who is invincible, and you will die when you touch it. The Great Compassionate Sword!!" Yan Bing raised his eyes to the sky, knocked his chin and blurted out... It was obviously what he thought...
"Swish......Crash......"
A gust of cold wind blew... the branches in the dense forest began to sway left and right...
Miyamoto Musashi's face was also full of disgust. After hesitating for a while, he asked tremblingly:
"Yan Sang... are you... serious..."
"Of course not! To put it bluntly, I haven't figured out the name of this trick yet... Whatever you call it, or you call it "No Name Sword"..."
"Wu Ming... Da Qiao Wufeng... Good name!!"
"I'm going, aren't you?? Do you really believe it?" Yan Bing covered her mouth and smiled, then raised her hand, and the other eleven sword tips flew around her in an instant!! He slowly hovered around her...
"Hide me! Don't be touched!"
As soon as he finished speaking, three of the twelve flying swords went straight to Miyamoto Musashi's shoulders and right leg!!
With his keen intuition of life and death, Miyamoto Musashi obviously realized that what Yan Bing said was not false, so he quickly moved around and dodged left and right! He did not take the opponent's attack with a knife throughout the whole process, and was constantly narrowing the distance with Yan Bing in his erratic body movements, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack!!
"Oh! Oh! If you don't look carefully, it's hard to notice that the distance between us is shortening a little bit!! This is the so-called 'fighting experience'!! It's so good... In this regard, I have to learn more from Brother Musashi..."
As he said that, Yan Bing waved his hand!! Three more swords joined the battle! Six flying swords continued to attack Miyamoto Musashi! Yan Bing himself...but he gently stepped back and opened the distance between the two again...
When Miyamoto Musashi saw this situation, he dodged and shouted loudly: "I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore!! The young master gave up...!!"
"Ah?? I'm giving up now..."
Yan Bing was disappointed, but he had to take back all six sword tips...
"Brother Musashi, you are so careless about giving up...again?? You must have other ways to attack!!"
"Xiaosheng... there is, there is, but it cannot be revealed to others... What's more, Yan Sang still has six swords waiting for Xiaosheng to come to his door? So, instead of trying hard, Xiaosheng is still unsure of the outcome. It's better to just admit defeat and leave some trump cards for himself..."
Miyamoto Musashi slowly walked to Yan Bing's approach while dusting the dust on his body... and bowed seriously! He said loudly: "Xiaoshen is not Prince Yan's opponent. Xiaoshen, I'm willing to give him a disadvantage!!"
"Hey, what do you mean? It seems that you lost to me because I am the prince!! You are not right...! You are called cheating in our Central Plains!!"
"Young Master isn't cheating? Young Master is indeed defeated by Prince Yan! And there is no complaint!" Miyamoto Musashi blinked innocently, then bowed again, and said so seriously, but anyone could hear the change of the title and the meaning inside and outside...
Just two words!
Not convinced!!
Yan Bing, who knew that "a man is a teenager until death", was about to raise his hand and wanted to speak well, but then paused slightly, and then smiled bitterly...www.Bayizw.????m
never mind……
What's the point of competing with him...
Let's stay in the front line and meet again in the future...