She has mastered the sword-controlling technique a long time ago, but the sword-controlling technique she mastered is combined with the true essence used for cultivation, and its power is many times greater than the power of the sword-controlling technique in the general sense.
But it is indeed very difficult to master the art of sword control. In the entire ancient martial arts world, apart from those ancient antiques, no one has ever succeeded in practicing it.
She also relied on her sword control skills to completely shock Yagyu Sword Mania.
Unexpectedly, Miyamoto Juichiro actually practiced this kind of swordsmanship.
It's really unexpected.
This also made Wanru more interested.
"You actually know how to wield a sword?"
Like asking in a clear voice.
Miyamoto Juichiro laughed loudly: "Yes, I have successfully practiced sword control not long ago. When it comes to sword skills, I am invincible in the world. Do you know how to be afraid now? Why don't you come back to me?
Come on, I will let you be my woman, and I can also accept you as my disciple. As long as you serve me for the rest of your life, you will definitely make a breakthrough in your swordsmanship!"
sweat……
Wan Ru's face was ashen.
She was naturally very beautiful, but she didn't expect that Miyamoto Juichiro would dare to think so wildly despite his age.
Damn it!
At this moment, he seemed to be completely angry, and in his heart he sentenced Miyamoto Juichiro to death!
"You old guy, you really don't know how to live or die, you actually dare to say rude words. You are really far worse than Yagyu Sword Maniac. I will make you regret coming to China. This is where you will be buried tonight."
!”
It's like saying it word for word.
Miyamoto Juichiro laughed and said: "The fact that I, the Sword Master, likes you is a blessing you gained in your previous life. I didn't expect you to be ungrateful. In this case, I will take you back to Country R, and I will let you
Be my woman!”
"Shameless! It's just sword control that makes you so confident. You're just a frog in the well. Well, since you know how to control swords, and I can too, let me see how powerful you are!
"
As soon as she finished speaking, she put away the dagger in her hand, and a spiritual sword appeared in front of her, hanging in the air and trembling.
The Golden Crow Sword appeared again, and it was making a cheerful cry. The sword was more than a foot long, and it was constantly expanding and contracting in the air, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, ready to bite anyone at any time.
Miyamoto Juichiro on the opposite side almost fell down.
Looking at the Golden Crow Sword stretching and contracting in mid-air, his scalp felt numb and he couldn't speak clearly.
He never expected that at such a young age, he would actually master the profound sword-controlling skills. He was able to master this swordsmanship because he was lucky. His ancestors had a sword-controlling technique, although it was a fragment.
No one has ever mastered it, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he managed to master it.
But Wan Rui is so young, how could she possibly master the art of sword control?
But facts speak louder than words.
He lived for a hundred or two hundred years and still had this vision.
Just like what is being displayed now, isn't it the sword-controlling technique?
The key point is that it seems that the sword-controlling technique he has mastered is more authentic and more powerful.
In comparison, his sword-handling skills pale in comparison. It's more like using a sword in front of Guan Gong, which is a bit of a trick.
"You, you, you actually know how to wield a sword?"
Miyamoto Juichiro asked in a trembling voice.
Ru Ru said in a cold voice: "Your Eastern martial arts are all inherited from China, but you are so arrogant. Today, I will let you see the breadth and depth of my Chinese martial arts. Come on, use your moves, no need to be wordy.
Well, even if you beg for mercy now, I will definitely not spare your life. You are dead tonight, I said, this will be your burial place!"
"presumptuous!"
Miyamoto Juichiro roared: "How do you get the confidence to say such a thing to me? It doesn't matter if you know how to control a sword. I practiced it many years ago, so what if you were lucky enough to master it?
I will kill you like a dog!"
He is encouraging himself.
Not to mention, when he said this, he was really no longer afraid.
It's all about sword control, why should he be afraid?
So what if he started practicing swordsmanship from his mother's womb? After all, age has to do with it. His sword intention is very pure, and his true energy is absolutely unfathomable. Sword control relies on true energy. At this point,
, he felt as if he was not even qualified to compare with himself.
After all, there are almost no shortcuts in practicing cultivation. It requires long-term hard work and slow accumulation.
But how did he know that he seemed to be a special case.
And Wan Ru didn't use her true energy to control the sword, but her spiritual power. She got a lot of crystal stones and even crystal cores from Tang Xiaobao, and she had already cultivated strong spiritual power. And the spiritual power was like true essence, which was definitely better than the sword.
True Qi is much more advanced, and the power it exerts cannot be compared to True Qi.
Spiritual power is a more mysterious type of energy. When you control a sword, you will be more flexible. It is not just as simple as greater power. And the art of sword control relies on control. Who can control it more skillfully?
Whoever can be better.
Of course, it would be very easy to defeat Miyamoto Juichiro.
It's fine if the opponent doesn't use sword control skills, but if he really wants to use sword control skills, that's simply seeking death.
Wan Ru said: "I think you don't need to talk nonsense anymore and take action, lest you don't have the chance to make another move in a while!"
"Okay, let's let you be sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. Let's see the real deal. What you said is exactly what I want to say. Since you don't want to strike first, there is no chance to strike! Look at the sword!
"
As soon as he finished speaking, a small sword swung towards Wanru with a whistling sound that broke through the air.
At the same time, the long sword in Miyamoto Shiichiro's hand swung out.
A sword intent condensed in mid-air in an instant, one turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into thousands.
It was like there were thousands of sword intents, all shooting towards them, blocking out the sky and the sun. Just a little bit of it would be enough to kill someone.
The dagger has arrived in front of Wanru, and the Golden Crow Sword in front of Wanru finally moved.
It turned into a golden crow, which was as big as a roc. It carried fierce flames and burned all the sword intent around it. Moreover, the golden crow opened its big mouth and sucked it in, and the dagger was actually sucked into its big mouth, and then
Be incinerated.
With just one move, Miyamoto Shiichiro's flying sword was destroyed, and his sword intention was unable to deceive Wanru at all.
He was so frightened that his face changed wildly.
Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.
Compared to Yagyu Kenkuang, Miyamoto Juichiro's performance today was far behind.
Once he found out that he couldn't defeat Wan Ru, he no longer had the will to fight and only thought about escaping.
But, how could Wanru let him leave alive?
It seems like he remembers the dirty words he just said clearly.