"A battle is worth a thousand words." Miyamotomura smiled and then said: "Today, I come here with full sincerity. But, I wonder if you can satisfy me?"
"Hmph, old man, if you want to fight, fight." Qiu Qianren from Blade Valley stepped out.
Qiu Qianren's majestic body carries a cup of steel knife forged from fine steel, called the Tianlong Knife. This is a sword that Qiu Qianren asked someone to forge twenty years ago. This knife weighs 560 kilograms, weighing more than 100 pounds in the Blade Valley. The treasure of the gate weighs more than 100 kilograms.
With Blade Valley's sturdy body, he holds a stainless steel sword and wields it with great power.
Although Qiu Qianren is only a peak martial arts master, his brute force is very impressive, and he is even more majestic when facing the enemy with this steel sword.
"Master Qiu will definitely be able to defeat him!"
"The old man from Miyamoto Village looks so thin that he is no match for him."
Some disciples of the sect were watching the scene. They stood at a distance and pointed at the top experts on the treetops. They seemed to be placing bets. Some even opened the market and secretly blocked a few.
"You?" Miyamotomura sneered and said, "I can defeat you with one move!"
"Who can't tell lies?" Qiu Qianren smiled disdainfully and said, "This knife weighs five hundred and sixty kilograms, and I can swing it with a force of several thousand kilograms. You, an old man with a skinny body, can take a few blows from me. Woolen cloth?"
"Let's take action." Miyamoto Cun shook his head, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Qiu Qianren.
Qiu Qianren holds the knife in his right hand, with his toes a little on the branch, like an ape leaping on the treetops, running towards Qiu Qianren at an extremely fast speed. The steel knife in his hand has already been raised high, ready to drop from the sky at any time. Chop it down.
Miyamotomura smiled calmly, but there was an evil spirit hidden in his smile.
Whoosh...
With a flick of his hand, a wind blade struck Qiu Qianren.
Qiu Qianren was shocked and hurriedly blocked the blow with the Tianlong Sword in his hand.
Click...
Unexpectedly, this wind blade hit the Tianlong Sword. The Tianlong Sword cracked a gash on the spot. In an instant, the gash followed the lines of the blade and split instantly.
Hiss...
Qiu Qianren was so frightened that he trembled all over. This knife was made of fine steel and was forged by twenty-one top craftsmen after seven or forty-nine days of beating. It cut iron like mud and cut steel like paper.
But he didn't expect that he would be cut into pieces by this old Taoist who used his energy as a blade.
"Old man, if you cut off my steel sword, I have to kill you!" Qiu Qianren roared angrily, holding the cracked Tianlong sword in his hand and slashed towards the old man with such momentum that it reached the sky. Even his colleagues around him The martial arts practitioners also applauded.
"Alas!" Miyamotomura sighed quietly and said calmly: "Why risk death?"
He grabbed the void with his right hand and flicked it smoothly.
Another move to catch the wind as a blade.
"Behead me!" Qiu Qianren jumped into the air.
The big knife in his hand struck hard.
Click...
The wind blade hit Qiu Qianren's Tianlong knife on the spot.
In an instant, the Tianlong Sword turned into fragments under the impact of the wind blade.
Poof...
The wind blade penetrated the steel knife and broke it in one fell swoop. Its power did not diminish, but it hit Qiu Qianren's shoulder. A bloody gash exploded.
"Ah!" Qiu Qianren screamed.
The peak martial arts master, in front of this thin old Taoist, could not even finish a round. He even almost died from a knife.
"Hmph, challenge my dignity and die!" Miyamoto Village seemed to have no intention of letting Qiu Qianren go.
Miyamotomura took a step forward, catching the wind as a blade.
A large knife several meters long was looming, held tightly in his hand.
cut!
The knife fell.
Qiu Qianren couldn't avoid it and was about to die.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and Chen Zongyuan saved the man with his sword. Qiu Qianren saved his life. If Chen Zongyuan hadn't turned his Gang Qi into a sky blade to receive the blow from Miyamoto Village, Qiu Qianren would have died on the spot.
"Sect Master Chen, the grace of saving my life will never be forgotten!" Qiu Qianren's face turned pale.
"We are both Chinese martial arts practitioners, so no need to thank you." Chen Zongyuan is a person who can distinguish between inside and outside.
Qiu Qianren stepped aside for the time being, recalling the battle just now. It was really unbelievable that this old Taoist had no idea what magical skills he had practiced, but he was so powerful. He could just use the wind as a blade. This air came down and actually split his own body.
Tianlong Sword. You must know that this Tianlong Sword is a precious sword that can withstand a force of one hundred thousand kilograms. I carry it with me all year round, and it is very powerful.
"Are you coming to die?" Miyamotomura said calmly.
"Since it is a martial arts competition, we should finish it." Chen Zongyuan, wearing a green robe, seemed to be an ancient scholar, with majestic air and extraordinary bearing, said: "Why kill innocent people?"
"Innocent?" Miyamotomura sneered and said: "There are no innocent people in this world, let alone any innocent talk. There is an old saying in China, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected. The weak should not live in this world!"
The voice fell.
Miyamotomura suddenly took a step forward, crossed his arms, and a black aura condensed on his back, like a pair of eagle wings.
fly!
Miyamotomura rose into the air and grabbed the void with his right hand.
"Hmph!" Chen Zongyuan snorted softly, and he took out the green sword.
Although Chen Zongyuan is the master of the Medicine Temple and has great skills in refining medicine, he is very powerful and has a chivalrous style. Moreover, he is a Tiandao master. Although he was knocked away by He Chuansongshang with a move before,
It was indeed a surprise attack while underestimating the enemy.
This time was different. Chen Zongyuan also knew that the opponent was prepared, so he naturally did not dare to underestimate the enemy.
The green sword came forward.
He easily took the opponent's move.
Click!
The wind blade collided with the green sword, and in an instant, electric light flashed. Chen Zongyuan's strength was extraordinary, and his sword skills could change in countless ways. He also had a top-notch jade talisman to protect him, so he could easily fight with the opponent.
Miyamotomura was not in a hurry.
clatter……
My bare feet touched that leaf, and I soared lightly.
"Just take advantage of now!" Chen Zongyuan jumped up and slashed the wind blade with the green sword in his hand.
After being destroyed with one sword.
A powerful force of true energy in Chen Zongyuan's body poured into the green sword, and the three-foot-long green sword suddenly grew longer, reaching more than one foot in an instant.
"The Hechuan School is just a bunch of people." Chen Zongyuan roared angrily.
The long sword in his hand was filled with surging anger, and he slashed down from mid-air in an instant.
Miyamotomura was not anxious at all, as if what the opponent chopped off was not a sharp sword, but a ball of cotton. He suddenly grabbed it with his right hand, and the wind blade rose again. This is the secret skill of Miyamotomura. The shuriken used by ordinary ninjas.
It is made of pure steel, and you have to carry a lot of hidden weapons, pills and the like.
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PS: Thanks to the two brothers Xi and Good Man for the reward. With your support, Eggplant can go further on the road of writing.
