Luo Jiachuan finally understood that Wu Yong did not lie to him.
In this space, Wu Yong's strength can increase tenfold. It is true.
That ordinary move just now.
It almost caused him to lose his armor.
He couldn't help but start to think in his mind: If Wu Yong used a sword as sharp as when he just fought with him, how should he resist it?
I haven’t had time to think about the outcome yet.
Wu Yong's laughter came again: "Haha, your strength is really good, you can block my Sky Hammer. Then, try my move again. Breaking Sword!
Sure enough, it came!
Luo Jiachuan bit his lip and shouted in his heart: "We can't wait for him to draw his sword! Be one step ahead of him! Fight!"
Swish.
Regardless of his tired body, he moved the knife horizontally and started spinning it again.
"Juggernaut Storm!"
Under heavy pressure, Luo Jiachuan used his special skill of pressing the box.
The Juggernaut Storm that just failed to have any effect took shape again.
Rushing towards Wu Yong at great speed.
"Hmph, I didn't test your strength just now. Now that you are in Tai Chi Sect, let me see how much you, this bullshit storm, really weighs."
As the saying goes: this time, that time.
Outside, Wu Yong encountered Juggernaut Storm and had to avoid three points.
Think about countermeasures.
But in Tai Chi Sect, his strength was magnified ten times, but he was no longer afraid.
Wu Yong raised his hand with one hand.
The breaking sword was held in his hand.
Then, he gritted his teeth and roared.
The sword light in his hand suddenly grew to a length of hundreds of meters.
"Look at the sword!"
He waved one hand, and the sky was filled with sword shadows.
The power of the Breaking Sword is far greater than that of the Sky-Landing Hammer.
Following Wu Yong's move, the entire space swayed and trembled back and forth, as if it was about to burst at any time.
"What a powerful sword! Even my Sword Master Storm was suppressed!"
Luo Jiachuan was extremely horrified.
In terms of sword power.
He once thought that there was no one better than Juggernaut Storm.
But now, Wu Yong was obviously suppressed, and even his own rotation speed was obviously affected.
"No! I can't lose!"
Luo Jiachuan knew clearly.
Now is the critical time.
No matter how strong the opponent is, he cannot avoid it, let alone fear it.
Only one of the two appears.
You will definitely die today.
"How many years have it been! You were the first to push me into a desperate situation! I like this feeling so much! Let the storm come more violently!"
Under heavy pressure.
Luo Jiachuan laughed wildly.
His eyes were red and he bit his tongue so hard that the tip of his tongue bled.
Stimulated by the smell of blood.
His mind became clearer and more excited.
A "brave" person has strong swordsmanship.
A true swordsman, once he draws his sword, there will be no turning back.
No matter how strong your opponent is, no matter whether you can win or not.
There is no point in winning or losing and there is no blood, and there is no reason to sheath the sword.
This courage is also an important part of the sword's power.
Most swordsmen are disturbed by the mortal world and cannot accept death as a matter of fact.
Therefore, the sword power cannot reach the true "brave" state.
The same was true for Luojiachuan before.
Although he has the name of Sword Master, he has too many burdens in his heart.
As a result, the sword power is not pure enough.
So for many years, I have never crossed that invisible threshold.
Until just now.
His sword power was completely overwhelmed by Wu Yong.
The pressure brought by the outside world was unprecedented and almost forced him into a desperate situation.
It is also at this time.
Only then was he able to break through the obstacles in his mind.
Really achieve it: once the sword is released, death is as if it is home.
With this realm.
Luo Jiachuan's sword power surged again.
The Sword Master Storm he unleashed also became more and more intense.
Hula.
The scope of the storm suddenly expanded.
Wu Yong was actually involved.
In a blink of an eye.
Wu Yong was surrounded by sword shadows, enveloping him like a non-stop storm.
That indomitable sword momentum.
He didn't dare to take it lightly.
"Okay! Let's see how powerful your storm is! Or leave my sword!"
Wu Yong raised his sword horizontally.
The breaking sword light and the storm strangled together.
Click click click.
Rumble.
The shocking movement echoed in Tai Chi Gate.
No one outside knows what kind of brutal battle took place inside.
He was strangled for more than ten minutes.
Only then did both sides stop.
Wu Yong's figure appeared first.
He was breathing heavily, his clothes were in tatters, and there were hundreds of wounds bleeding out.
That's true.
There was a smile on his lips.
He had just fought against Luo Jiachuan, and both sides used their strongest combat power.
Wu Yong's breaking sword was swung tens of thousands of times.
Most of the full body of real energy was consumed.
Even with his current level of strength, he couldn't help but gasp for breath.
Of course, the final result is good for Wu Yong.
It took him some effort.
His body was also covered with minor injuries.
But Luojiachuan was hit hard.
Looking ahead.
A teasing smile appeared on Wu Yong's lips.
Huchihuchi.
Not far away, Wu Yong was breathing heavily.
He was half kneeling on the ground.
Use the knife to support your body.
Tick tock tick.
Thick blood.
It is also flowing down the handle of the knife.
If any outsiders took a closer look at this moment, they would be shocked by the scene in front of them.
Luo Jiachuan still looked like the invincible sword master before.
I saw him with disheveled hair.
Half of the face is covered by hair.
The exposed half of his face was covered in thick blood.
The only organ that can be seen is the eyeball full of pupils.
also.
There was almost nothing left on his clothes.
All covered with red blood.
Look at his appearance.
It seems like 80% of this life has been lost.
"You are still the first person who has caused me so many injuries." Wu Yong looked at the wounds on his body and said.
"This is the first time you have made me miserable." Luo Jiachuan also grinned and said: "I, Luo Jiachuan, was besieged by three god-level masters in China. I was not so seriously injured. This
This is even the first time for me that I feel that death is so close to me."
"So, do you have any last words?" Wu Yong grinned and said, "If you don't have any last words, I will send you on your way."
"Haha, are you so confident?" Luo Jiachuan tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I might let you down. Although I was seriously injured, I was not defeated. On the contrary, I am closer now
Victory."
During the conversation.
Luo Jiachuan gritted his teeth and stood up abruptly.
Because the injury was too serious.
He couldn't stand still and swayed in place.
"To be honest, I would like to thank you very much. If you hadn't put so much pressure on me, I wouldn't have been able to make a breakthrough in the desperate situation and fully understand the secret of the ultimate sword.
Hahaha, I, Luo Jiachuan, have spent my whole life practicing swordsmanship in pursuit of the ultimate swordsmanship. Finally, finally, I realized it. Even if I am seriously injured, it doesn’t matter, I can still combine man and sword to move across the world!"
After Luo Jiachuan raised his head and laughed wildly for a few times, he shouted with all his strength: "Come on, the real battle has just begun! Let you see the ultimate swordsmanship that I have learned, the integration of man and sword!" (To be continued)