The Jun Yu Sword has not yet come out, but the sword intention has already surged out from the scabbard.
Mu Nianhua nodded and retreated to Nangong Xi'er's side, and said quietly: "I seem to hear thunder."
"Very light thunder."
"Thunder comes from the sheath."
Crouching Tiger narrowed his eyes slightly. There is a swordsmanship in the world, and there is only one style. That swordsmanship is called sword drawing. It is said that swordsmen who practice this swordsman will practice drawing swords repeatedly under cliffs and waterfalls for decades.
Until one day, when they draw their swords and cut off this waterfall, it will be the time for them to leave the mountain and travel around the world.
"Jun He drew his sword." Crouching Tiger's broadsword slashed down. After defeating Mu Nianhua's sword, he originally needed to take a breath before he could swing a better sword, but his intuition told him that Su Baiyi must not be allowed to draw this sword.
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"Is it just a sword-drawing technique?" Su Baiyi jumped up to avoid Crouching Tiger's sword, with the sword half drawn out, "Think more boldly!"
"Be bolder!"
"For example, it's smoke and mirrors."
"Joke." Crouching Tiger sneered and waved eleven knives at Su Baiyi in the air.
The sword energy was so vast that the river water around the Golden Wind instantly surged, and huge waves came up one after another.
A cold light flashed.
The Junyu Sword was finally drawn out.
The moment it was taken out of its sheath, the surrounding sword energy was completely chopped into pieces.
Then a sword fell.
Everyone else present stopped their hands and looked up at the sword with astonishment in their eyes.
"This kid's martial arts..." Mr. Long looked at Nangong Xi'er, "Tianya realm?"
Autumn water realm, autumn water flows into the sea, flowing endlessly. Swinging realm, soaring upward, thousands of miles a day. Many people who can reach these two realms have become masters of a sect, and are respected by thousands of people all over the world. Most martial arts people
Even if you spend your whole life, you will not be able to touch the threshold of these two realms. But only when you reach the Tianya realm, can you truly be worthy of the four words of martial arts master. The Tianya realm, even the peak, is boundless. But how can this be a less than one level?
What a twenty-year-old boy can do.
Nangong Xi'er frowned slightly. Only she knew that the power of Su Baiyi's sword was based on the three internal forces that had not dissipated in the body. But after this sword, the three internal forces would disappear completely, so he only
There is a chance of this sword.
When Crouching Tiger's saber energy was split open by the Jun Yu Sword, a burst of true energy surged in his chest. He vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then gritted his teeth and said two words: "Beng, tiger."
"Be careful!" Mu Nianhua was so anxious that he wanted to draw his sword again, but he took a step forward and was forced back.
Crouching Tiger's sword energy has reached its peak at this moment, and no one else can get close to him anymore, but he just holds up the big sword, neither advancing nor retreating.
This is the sword technique created by Crouching Tiger on the day he became the deputy leader. The so-called Benghu means first destroying oneself and then killing the enemy.
The clothes on his upper body had been torn to pieces by his own sword energy, and shallow scars slowly appeared, but he didn't even frown.
Su Baiyi finally held the sword down.
The two people looked at each other.
Crouching Tiger grinned and whispered: "I can see clearly." He pounced forward, and his right shoulder was directly penetrated by Jun Yujian, but his sword stayed on Su Baiyi's head.
The victory has been decided.
"This is not true smoke and mirrors. There is another trick to real smoke and mirrors, and you haven't learned it yet." Crouching Tiger said slowly.
Su Baiyi gasped heavily: "But you were injured, but I am safe and sound. Otherwise, why don't you just cut it off with the knife?"
"You are so confident, maybe because you know that only you who are alive are valuable to Lin Tiangong?" Crouching Tiger said quietly.
The man wearing a mask walked out of the cabin: "Although dead people are not as valuable as living people, if we have to, even if we bring back a corpse, Qianjiyuan can find the answer that Shanglin Tiangong wants from above."
"That's it." Shopkeeper Yan glanced at the masked man.
"Is that all?" Crouching Tiger said with a smile, "I don't need to kill this Su Baiyi, but I want to kill the rest of them."
"Sir, Vice-President, Shanglin Tiangong is the largest sect in the world, not a demon sect." The masked man said calmly.
Nangong Xi'er's expression changed slightly.
Crouching Tiger glanced at the masked man and then at shopkeeper Na Yan: "It seems that you have already made a deal."
"Hey." Su Baiyi suddenly shouted.
Crouching Tiger looked at him: "Boy, are you still not convinced?"
"Do you think I'm destined to lose?" Su Baiyi said slowly.
Crouching Tiger frowned slightly. His style of Collapse of the Tiger, when the sword is released, the sword energy will be so strong that even he cannot fully control it. He will jump around like a mad tiger, so even he himself will be swallowed by the sword energy.
Not to mention his opponent. When Crouching Tiger stopped the knife on Su Baiyi's head just now, when the scattered sword energy came back, it should have broken all the muscles and veins in Su Baiyi's body, but now
Su Baiyi still stood there steadily, with a calm expression, seemingly unscathed.
"I have four parts of internal power, two parts were used on the sword just now, one part blocked your sword energy, and one part." Su Baiyi suddenly withdrew, held the hilt of the sword, and raised it high.
then fell.
"Lan Ai will burn with you!"
Everyone in the field exclaimed.
This is a sword technique that many people have seen and heard of, but will never use in their lifetime, because when this sword technique is used, it is the time when the enemy will die together. Xie Kanhua did not teach it to Su
Su Baiyi had seen Bai Yi's sword technique once before when he was a child. The man who raised him used this technique and died in front of him.
Su Baiyi closed her eyes and sighed softly: "It's still a bit regretful."
But a hand held his hand, an extremely familiar touch. Su Baiyi immediately opened his eyes and met those watery eyes.
"While senior sister is still here, it is not junior brother's turn to die first." Nangong Xi'er said calmly.
"Senior sister, I said I will take care of it. As long as he is dead, you will be fine." Su Baiyi lowered his head slightly.
"Advance and retreat together." Nangong Xi'er tugged back hard and pulled Su Baiyi behind her.
Crouching Tiger had just been shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Now that he was saved, he didn't care about staying alive. He just slashed down with his sword, but he encountered a timeless and beautiful sword.
The name of the sword is a good man.
Nangong Xi'er pointed her sword forward, her purple gown fluttering in the wind.
Crouching Tiger took three steps back and touched the ground with his sword. His face was solemn and he said slowly: "The Sword Intent of Passing Water."
In the deepest part of the cabin, a door that had never been opened suddenly opened.