Lone Bamboo nodded slightly: "Yes, I need a knife."
After saying that, Gu Zhu bowed slightly in the direction of Zhentian Palace and saluted: "All the sages of the Bing Pavilion are here. Disciple Gu Zhu asks to borrow a sword."
Just after Gu Zhu finished speaking, he saw a ray of green light coming from Zhentian Palace like a rainbow cutting through the void. In an instant, he arrived in front of Gu Zhu and saw a long and narrow green knife with a spring pattern flowing on the blade.
The narrow knife floated in front of Lone Bamboo, and the sound of the knife kept trembling. The disciples of Zhentian Palace who were using knives around them could no longer control their own knives.
"Thank you." Lone Bamboo bowed slightly to the narrow knife, then stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife. Only then did the knife stop screaming.
The moment Gu Zhu grasped the handle of the knife, the knife seemed to be integrated with him, and the boundary between the knife and the person could no longer be distinguished. It was as if the knife had become a part of his body, like
It is an extension of the arm.
"The name of the sword is Quanxin, and it is a king-level sword." Gu Zhu gently stroked the blade and said solemnly while looking at Han Sen.
"Ghost Fang, a king-level sword." Han Sen said.
"Senior Brother Guzhu actually invited the royal weapon in the military pavilion to fight Han Sen. This Han Sen is not easy."
"After all, he is a disciple of the Queen of Blades, and he uses a royal weapon. Of course, Senior Brother Guzhu must use a royal weapon, otherwise he will suffer a great loss."
"It's rare to see Senior Brother Guzhu take things seriously."
Yu Jing felt a little excited. Gu Zhu specially invited a king-level sword to come out to fight Han Sen. This shows that Gu Zhu attaches great importance to Han Sen. It also illustrates Han Sen's power from the side, which makes Yu Jing's heart rise to a certain extent.
A glimmer of hope.
The two of them had finished speaking, but they did not draw their swords. They just held the swords and looked at each other from a distance. However, there was an aura that could not be described in words gradually rising from them.
Although Han Sen has not taken action yet, the aura on his body is becoming more and more terrifying, as if there is a wild beast roaring on him, while the aura on Lone Bamboo's body is like a sharp blade reaching into the clouds, no matter how windy or rainy it is.
I am standing tall and motionless.
As the momentum continued to increase, the two people actually made a sound of explosion due to the contact of momentum, as if there were two invisible forces entangled in the air.
"What a terrifying sword intent, it's almost solidified!" someone exclaimed.
"This sword intent is definitely comparable to that of king-level experts. How did they do it?"
"That's it, Senior Brother Guzhu. After all, he has experienced thousands of lives and was a master of the sword in his dream. It is not difficult to understand the strong artistic conception. Why does Han Sen also have such a sword intention? Could it be that he has also experienced thousands of trainings and was a master of the sword?
experience?”
Yun Suyi couldn't help but ask Yun Sushang on the side: "Sister, who has better swordsmanship, Han Sen or Senior Brother Guzhu?"
Yun Suchang smiled bitterly and said: "The sword skills of the two are no less than that of the king. How am I qualified to judge them?"
Richu said softly: "Lone Bamboo has experienced countless sufferings, but his will is not inferior to any king-level strongman or even a deified strongman in the world. I didn't expect Han Sen to have such a strong will. I don't know how he did it.
"
…
At the moment when the sword intention reached its peak, the swords in the hands of the two men slashed out wildly at almost the same time. No one retreated, and they used their full strength with every sword strike.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, there is no second possibility.
when!
The collision between knives and knives, the collision between soul and soul, the confrontation between force and force.
A collision sound with trembling souls erupted from the intersection of the blades. The next second, the light of the blade was seen flashing crazily between the two. The blades kept colliding, and the broken blade energy destroyed everything around them.
They were all divided, but no one took a step back.
Be a king at one step and a bandit at the other. With one thought in mind, giving in means losing.
The sword light has formed two torrents, one green and one purple, between the two people, and they are constantly colliding and erupting. The collision sounds are connected in a line, and the distance between the swords can no longer be distinguished.
When the torrent collision reached its limit, a powerful force exploded from between them, pushing both of their bodies tens of meters away.
boom!
In the next second, everything nearly a hundred meters away between the two people collapsed into ashes, forming a huge deep pit.
Lone Bamboo's eyes were burning, and he held the lower end of the knife handle with his left hand. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised it above his head. He slashed at Han Sen with a sword like a heavenly punishment.
The green sword light was like the line dividing Yin and Yang in an instant, quickly extending towards Han Sen, as if everything in the world would be divided into two halves under the sword light, like black and white, sky and earth, yin.
It seems as if Yang and Yang should not be together in the first place.
Han Sen's eyes were solemn, and the Ghost Tooth Knife in his hand drew a strange knife circle in front of him. After the sky-like knife light hit Han Sen's knife circle, it was twisted in the direction of the rotation of the knife circle.
Following Han Sen's violent shout, the sword circle with the light of Lone Bamboo's sword actually reversed and slashed towards Lone Bamboo.
"Okay!" Lone Bamboo shouted, and moved forward instead of retreating. The Quanxin Sword moved with him and struck the circle of swords in the opposite direction. The light of the sword instantly crushed the circle of swords, and at the same time, the light of the sword was reversed.
Following Lone Bamboo's attack, he turned again and slashed at Han Sen.
Han Sen didn't give in. He held the Ghost Fang Sword with both hands, raised it high above his head, and slashed hard at Lone Bamboo's sword. A sword energy like a great beast roared and crashed into Lone Bamboo's sword.
Light.
The light of the swords collided in the air, and it actually seemed like water streams colliding together, merging with each other, and then melting away quietly.
It was just a few cuts, but it was already dazzling to see. Many people didn’t even understand what was going on.
"After seeing their swordsmanship, I realized that all my swordsmanship training over the years has been in vain." A Marquis practicing swordsmanship sighed.
"Those two guys are too scary. I would rather fight the Marquis than face someone of the same rank." A count said with a pale face.
He took on the role of fighting, but found that no matter whether he took on the role of Han Sen or Lone Bamboo, they had already been killed.
An earl next to him said with deep sympathy: "Their levels can no longer be simply divided by rank. Although their rank is still earl, even if a marquis faces them, he probably doesn't have much chance of winning."
"No wonder the Queen of Blades is willing to accept a foreigner as a disciple. She can fight with Senior Brother Lone Bamboo to such a place. That Han Sen is also a monster-level guy."
The battle was more difficult than Han Sen imagined. He had pushed the tooth knife and sword intention to the limit, but he still couldn't suppress Lone Bamboo. He was completely trapped in a hard fight. If he made any tiny mistake, he would immediately be destroyed.
A complete failure.
The ordinary disciples watching the battle were mesmerized, and every sword strike between the two people felt wonderful. However, sometimes after just one sword strike, they were still pondering over the beauty of it. The two of them had already fought countless sword strikes, which made them feel so wonderful.
I wish I could have playback and slow playback functions so I could watch every cut carefully.
I don't know when, many well-known strong men from Suppressing Heaven Palace came to the examination venue in person, including many king-level ones, and they were all watching this battle.