"This kid is simply a monster. At such a young age, his inner strength has reached the peak of second-rate talent. I don't know how Yue Buqun taught his disciples."
Jiang Wancheng felt a little depressed in his heart, especially when he saw that the opponent's swordsmanship was natural, which made him call him a monster.
Fortunately, the opponent didn't seem to have any fighting experience. As soon as he came up, he used all his strength, and his inner strength was also released without risking his life.
In this way, Jiang Wancheng felt relieved, because he knew that as long as the opponent's internal strength weakened after a period of time, it would be time for him to fight back.
"Hey! I didn't expect that I actually reacted, but it's useless. Now it's time for me to teach you a lesson." Of course Jiang Wancheng was unhappy after being suppressed by a young boy for such a long time.
With a cold face and a bloodthirsty smile, Jiang Wancheng smashed his claws directly into Xiao Ziyu's face. The coldness in his claws was overwhelming, and Xiao Ziyu could feel the smell of blood before he even touched it.
Wrinkling his brows, Xiao Ziyu quickly moved back to avoid the opponent's fierce and dripping bloody claws. The ancient sword in his hand flew straight into the air and shot out towards the opponent's palm, hoping to pierce the opponent's palm with the sword.
But Jiang Wancheng, an experienced person, stood up in this flash. At the same time, he raised his right paw to hold Xiao Ziyu's ancient sword. Although he felt that his claws were pierced by the sharp edge of the ancient sword, he was secretly shocked. .
Jiang Wancheng's face did not change at all. His left hand stood out and his claws pointed straight at Xiao Ziyu's heart, as if he wanted to scratch his heart directly.
Danger!
The ancient sword in his right hand was locked tightly by the opponent and could not be drawn at all, and he could not swing the sword to defend. As for the opponent's claw, if Xiao Ziyu was caught by the opponent's claw, he would be finished even if he did not die.
At the critical moment, Xiao Ziyu's head became even calmer, and then his expression changed, and he clenched his fist with his left hand. He mobilized his inner strength, and with the power of shattering everything, he rushed straight into Jiang Wancheng's bloody claws.
"Bang!" "Boom!"
The fists and claws collided, and the energy suddenly spread out. The two people could not resist the dispersion of energy, and they both took a few steps back.
"Hiss!" After blocking the opponent's fatal claw, Xiao Ziyu suddenly felt a tearing pain in his left hand. When he glanced at it, it turned out that his fist had been scratched by the opponent.
"This guy's claws are really hard enough." Xiao Ziyu swung his left hand. He felt that his left hand could no longer exert force at this time, and he suddenly felt a little depressed.
Xiao Ziyu was decisive enough to withstand the opponent's killing blow at the cost of temporarily being unable to use his left hand.
Of course, although Xiao Ziyu's left hand was seriously injured, Jiang Wancheng was not having a hard time either. Xiao Ziyu's last punch came from Huashan's Stone-Splitting Jade Fist, which is an extremely tricky boxing technique.
The power of the fist comes from the inside out. Although Jiang Wancheng scratched Xiao Ziyu's left hand with one claw, one of his claws was also injured by Xiao Ziyu's full blow.
In particular, the force of the fist penetrated through his arm and into his body, shocking him. If his internal strength was not weaker than Xiao Ziyu's, then he would never be able to fight again at this time.
But even so, he took a few steps back and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"What a good boy, you are worthy of being Yue Buqun's disciple. Even when faced with life or death, he can still remain calm and calm, and he can even injure me with a temporary counterattack." Jiang Wancheng wiped the blood around his mouth with his hand.
Staring at Xiao Ziyu, he said with a cold-blooded smile. Of course Jiang Wancheng was furious when Xiao Ziyu, a young boy, hurt him. He swore in his heart that even if he was chased by Yue Buqun, he would have to kill him.
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Because he found that Xiao Ziyu was too evil. He was so young, and his strength at this time was not inferior to him. If he let the other party practice for a few more years, he would be killed by the other party in just a few moves.
"No, we must not let him go today, otherwise we will never have peace in the future." Jiang Wancheng secretly decided to kill Xiao Ziyu.
So without waiting for Xiao Ziyu to say anything, he immediately attacked and stepped hard, causing the bluestone floor to crack in pieces.
A pair of blackened claws fiercely grabbed Xiao Ziyu's throat and heart. This time, Jiang Wancheng used all his strength.
I saw his sharp claws, with countless blood shadows, and the true energy was condensed and not dispersed. Xiao Ziyu knew that if his body was caught firmly by him, a hole would definitely appear.
Although he didn't know how powerful the 'Nine Yin White Bone Claws' were, he found that this person's bloody claws were full of sinister wind and bloody.
It made him feel very uncomfortable.
However, Xiao Ziyu suppressed his discomfort and quickly used the "Yangwu Sword Technique". This sword technique was created by the founder of the Huashan Sect based on Haoran Zhengqi. The sword moves of this sword technique, that
They are all upright, and every move and style carries a sense of uprightness and awe-inspiring righteousness.
It seems to have a very suppressive effect against Jiang Wancheng's evil claw method.
"The heaven and the earth have righteousness, and they are mixed with flowing shapes. Below the heart are rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars. So it is called Haosha, which fills the heart of the sky..." Xiao Ziyu used the Yangwu sword technique while
He moved his sword while chanting this poem.
At this moment, Xiao Ziyu seemed to have turned into an ancient sage, with an everlasting righteousness on his face, while the man opposite Jiang Wancheng looked like a demon.
"Ah! Boy, what the hell are you talking about?" Jiang Wancheng was extremely annoyed by Xiao Ziyu's poem recitation.
And because Xiao Ziyu used the Yangwu Sword Technique, he was suppressed by the opponent at this time, which made him even more angry.
When Xiao Ziyu saw this, he didn't say anything. During the battle, he didn't want to be distracted and talk nonsense. Moreover, when he found that the Yangwu sword technique was more effective against this guy, he immediately increased the intensity of his attack and pursued the victory, hoping to kill him in one fell swoop.
Its annihilation.
However, Jiang Wancheng is not that good at killing. He has been wandering around the world for so many years and has never met any opponent. Although his sword skills have greatly suppressed him.
But he still relied on his combat experience to slowly regain his disadvantage.
"Haha! Boy, you are so bad at fighting, you don't have any martial arts skills." Jiang Wancheng's "quacking" laughter came to his ears again. But Xiao Ziyu ignored it.
He knew that the other party was right. Indeed, his martial arts moves, depth of internal power, and level of refinement were all superior to those of the other party.
Even though the other party has been practicing for decades longer than him, the internal skills that the other party has cultivated are just the ordinary level of internal skills and mental techniques in the world.
Xiao Ziyu's internal skill is Hunyuan Gong, the core internal skill of the Huashan Sect. It is very famous even in the entire world.
Whether it is the accumulation of internal power or the purity of internal power, the two sides are not on the same level at all.
If Xiao Ziyu had 50% of Jiang Wancheng's combat experience, it would be easy to deal with this guy.
Fortunately, although Xiao Ziyu couldn't defeat the opponent, he was still a close match. Since then, Xiao Ziyu has been rapidly absorbing the experience of this battle.