The huge sword energy, like the raging waves of the angry sea, turned into thousands of blue sword lights and enveloped the river vigorously.
The skill of the sword is so exquisite that anyone inside it feels like it is about to be torn into pieces.
Such a terrifying sword was truly like a disaster to the world.
Normally, it would be very easy for Jiang Dali to defeat this move. All he had to do was use the Golden Bell to resist and break the situation with great force.
However, now it is a battle of swordsmanship. If you want to convince Song Que in the swordsmanship, you cannot rely on the golden bell to keep your body intact.
In this way, Jin Zhong's good health has become nothing more than a trump card for his eventual escape.
Jiang Dali's expression was cold, knowing that if he wanted to surpass the Heavenly Sword in the art of swordsmanship, competing with the other party in the cumbersome and exquisite swordsmanship would be completely self-inflicted and not in line with his style and temperament.
Therefore, we can only pursue breakthroughs in the two aspects of sword energy and sword intention.
Suppress the opponent with the power of the sword.
And in this case, one must sacrifice one's life and fight tooth and nail in order to break through the attack without being able to withstand the sword attack and inflict a fatal blow to the opponent.
The time of thinking in the mind seems to be slow, but in fact it is as fast as an electric spark.
Faced with such an erratic sword technique that is completely elusive and impossible to master.
Jiang Dali's heart trembled, and his sword trembled even more.
He suddenly pounced on the overwhelming sword energy, and purely relied on his intuition in the extremely ruthless state to guess where Song Que's murderous intent was, and at the point where the murderous intent was at its strongest, he reduced complexity to simplicity and followed the sword.
"Total Annihilation!"
An extremely blazing and powerful sword energy suddenly condensed and erupted from the broken dragon-slaying knife, like a small sun emitting bright golden light.
As soon as such a terrifying sword energy appeared, it emitted the power of the Yang God, destroying and disrupting the heavenly sword energy within the four-foot space, causing flaws in Song Que's sword power that united heaven and man.
"You are such a brave man to risk your life and use the sword!!"
Song Que's eyes shone brightly, and his sword power suddenly changed.
Swish, swish, swish——!
Dozens of sword qi fell on Jiang Dali instantly without any hindrance, tearing his clothes and even his bronze skin and flesh, leaving a series of open wounds.
Blood splatters!——
Jiang Dali's cold and ruthless eyes did not waver at all, as if the body torn apart by the sword energy was not his body.
Song Que was shocked. He didn't expect that Jiang Dali didn't even use the horizontal training technique. However, he also knew that the sword energy did not seriously injure the opponent, but only caused some non-fatal flesh wounds.
Such a terrifying physique is simply shocking.
At that moment, Jiang Dali's originally sweeping sword turned into a furious slash at an incredible angle.
boom!!
An extremely majestic and domineering ten-foot-long golden sword energy suddenly appeared under countless shocked eyes, just like the big sun in the sky suddenly split into two halves, with half of it smashing down hard.
The momentum is great!!
"This is also called sweeping an army?!"
Song Que's eyes were gleaming with lightning, and he stared at Jiang Dali like a hawk for a moment. Suddenly, for the first time in the battle, his sleeves were fluttering and he couldn't advance and retreated.
However, his retreat was not to stop attacking, but to prepare for a stronger offensive.
The Narcissus knife moved.
The power of the four-foot-long heaven and earth immediately swept forward on its own, as if it had turned into a huge rotating vortex of energy, and turned into a sword light that resembled water, light, clouds and shadows, layer upon layer, facing the terrifying ten-foot-long sword energy coming in anger.
"Xiaoxiang Shuiyun!"
There was a "peng" sound as the sword energy collided with each other.
Song Que's sword energy, which was like layers of water clouds, was instantly defeated by Jiang Dali's huge sword energy. However, as he retreated, more sword energy continued to surge up.
The sound of a series of sword clashes was endless, and the whistling of sword winds sounded in all directions.
Song Que's sword collided violently with Zhang Zhang's sword energy ten times in succession.
Finally bang!
The extremely violent sword energy collapsed.
But at the moment when the sword energy collapsed, Song Que's palms were numb from the huge shock, and the tiger's mouth was cracked and bleeding.
"Come again!"
Jiang Dali didn't give him any chance to breathe, and took advantage of the victory to pursue him. He let out a long roar from his mouth, just like the roar of a threatening tiger.
A breathtaking and intimidating force, accompanied by a powerful momentum that was as vast and boundless as the sea, surged outward.
The muscles of his arms swelled, emitting a dazzling golden light, and he suddenly slashed out with another knife.
The profound meaning of Dali Yi Dao·Tiger Roar!
Hoo!
Three golden blades of sword energy cut across the arc, passing through each other with heart-stopping, ruthless and cold sword intent.
"good!"
Song Que let out a long roar, took a step forward, and made a "poof" sound. The water waves under his feet seemed to be crushed by a wall, and a large area collapsed flatly.
Following his footwork, he slashed out horizontally with his sword without any ingenuity. It was as clever as clumsy and could turn decay into magic.
"Keng!!"
The two suddenly reunited.
The sword energy and sword light collided and then disappeared.
They interacted with each other, and in the blink of an eye they had exchanged more than a dozen moves.
Seeing from a distance, everyone around you is dazzled.
I felt as if there were two bright and dazzling lightnings constantly intertwining and colliding on the sea surface. One lightning was golden, and the other was blue.
Once the blue lightning gains momentum, it often rolls like thunder, radiates like a spider web, and covers the sky. However, when it is quiet, it looks like a subtle electric arc, flashing quietly, which seems extremely ordinary.
The golden lightning goes straight forward, opening and closing with great force. Once it gains power, it goes straight to Huanglong and tears everything apart without many complicated changes.
In such a fight between the two, in the eyes of a master of swordsmanship such as Kou Zhong, he could clearly see the anxious battle situation between the two.
Each of Song Que's swords seemed to be simple and sincere, but Kou Zhong knew that the opponent's sword was actually changing in so many ways that it was impossible to grasp its whereabouts.
If he were an ordinary person, he could only resort to tricks and gradually be led into Song Que's fighting rhythm, with no hope of winning.
However, Jiang Dali did not deliberately fight against him, and was even willing to be injured rather than being led into Song Que's rhythm. Instead, he did the opposite and just stabbed Song Que to death with a knife, completely regardless of his own safety.
But it is precisely this kind of sword technique that does not follow common sense, but it coincides with the principle of simplicity, using strength to overcome cleverness, and using simplicity to overcome complexity.
Song Que's sword technique is simple and complex, while Jiang Dali's sword technique is simple and direct from beginning to end.
Regardless of your various tricks and theories, I will defeat them all with one blow.
"The village leader is really a very good person. I used to think that the village master's sword skills were not top-notch, but now that I think about it, I'm sitting in a well looking at the sky.
Every sword technique, as long as it is suitable for the user, even the ordinary wood-chopping knife technique can be as powerful as the magic sword technique!"
Koo Zhong looked at the battle on the river, his eyes gradually brightened, and many realizations came to his mind.
He is not the only one who has this realization.
Even Queen Yin and Wang Yuyan, who have better eyesight, also saw the secret.
Jiang Dali's sword skills actually wouldn't have led to such a back-and-forth situation for Song Que.
Anyone who uses this kind of sword skills to fight Song Que would be seeking death.
Because no one can fight Song Que with the power of his sword.
But Jiang Dali was able to rely on his strong physique and simple and direct sword skills to force Song Que to do nothing, and even get injured.
Therefore, the sword skills that Jiang Dali created himself are indeed the sword skills that are most suitable for him. Even if he passes them on to others, they will not be able to exert the power of this set of sword skills in his hands.
The players on the river bank couldn't understand the doorway at all.
All they could see was the two big NPC bosses on the river fighting each other at a speed that was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye, and the sounds of swords and collisions continued one after another.
The health bars representing Jiang Dali and Song Que were also shaking in their eyes.
Especially when they saw that a quarter of Jiang Dali's health bar had been knocked out by Song Que, many of the Bahuang disciples became anxious.
However, the players also know it.
This is a knife show.
It is obvious that the leader of the Black Wind Village is not willing to use the Golden Bell's Indestructible Body to overwhelm Song Que. Otherwise, no matter how strong Song Que is, he would not be able to kill a quarter of the leader of the Black Wind Village so quickly, who can be called the "big muscle tyrant in the blood bank".
One blood volume.
But as time goes by.
When the player saw that Jiang Dali's health bar was always stable and fluctuated between two-thirds and three-quarters, but could not fall down, while Song Que's health bar had gradually dropped to three-quarters, the player
They were all completely convinced.
"The blood bank's big muscle tyrant is really not a guarantee. I was worried just now, but the blood bar of the village leader actually refuses to go down. It's useless to worry."
"It can be seen that although Song Que's sword skills are strong and powerful, now that the village leader has adapted to his sword skills, he has gradually stabilized the situation and even injured Song Que with his attacks. However, his injuries were caused by the operation of his magical skills.
Quick recovery."
"The gap has now become apparent. Although Song Que's current health percentage is higher than that of the village leader, his total health volume is much lower than that of the village leader, so he is already weak."
"From this we can also see how strong the internal skills and mental skills practiced by the village leader are. I wonder what the internal skills and mental skills practiced by Song Que are? But in terms of recovery speed, they are completely inferior to the magical skills of the village master."
"It's unimaginable. I thought the village master's sword skills were so powerful simply because of his strength. I didn't expect that even Heavenly Sword Song Que would be defeated by such a seemingly simple sword technique?"
Sonorous!!
A loud metallic trembling sound suddenly exploded across the river, as if thousands of sand bells were shaking next to everyone's ears at the same time, shaking people's eardrums.
A huge sword energy split the waves on the river surface, and the tide surged to both sides.
Song Que was slashed backwards with his knife, and his figure rolled in mid-air. He suddenly stepped half of his body into the water, splashing huge waves, and then floated out again.
His left arm while holding the knife trembled and became numb, the tiger's mouth cracked, and even drops of red blood flowed out.
But at this moment, his eyes shone brightly, and he stared at Jiang Dali who was facing him and said with a long smile, "It's so good, so good! No one has ever been able to fight Song with such sword skills, and even caused Song to be injured.
!Master of Black Wind Village, you are well-deserved!”
Jiang Dali's eyes were full of cold and ruthless light, and he said calmly, "No one has ever been able to hurt the leader of this village so much.
This is not only an opportunity that the leader of the village gives you, Song Que, but also an opportunity that the leader of the village gives himself to experience the art of swordsmanship. We should all cherish it!"
At this time, his clothes were in tatters, and the cloth strips on his body were stained with his own blood.
The steel body with a bear's back and a tiger's waist was covered with drops of blood and water, rolling down like oil.
He had suffered forty or fifty more stab wounds, the most ferocious wound being almost as deep as the bone.
However, even so, he stood proudly like an iron man, holding a broken knife, with an astonishing momentum, and his body was filled with surging power.
Xiao Feng had been injured countless times by swords, but he was still able to fight vigorously.
His physique is many times stronger than Xiao Feng's, and such skin injuries are not harmful at all except pain.
The different feelings gained from these injuries also made Jiang Dali gain a lot from the battle.
In the past, his battles often consisted of using his magical skills to dash forward and beat his enemies to death.
Now, his fighting style remains unchanged, but there is an additional feeling - a sense of crisis.
It is undeniable that when people are threatened by life and death, they will indeed burst out with more potential.
This short sword battle gave him many different experiences and insights.
"This is indeed a battle worthy of being rare by Song."
Song Que let out a long sigh as if he was moved, raised his head to look at the sky, and suddenly slowly stretched out his hand to return the Narcissus sword in his hand to the scabbard.
Everyone was shocked.
I was surprised as to what Song Que meant by this move.
Could it be that we have to surrender now?
However, Song Que looked at Jiang Dali with emotion and said, "Although Master Jiang's sword skills are simple and direct, there are flaws everywhere, and I seem to be able to break them at any time.
But when I break through your sword skills, my own moves will also be broken by you.
Song had never encountered this kind of situation.
Master Jiangzhai, your swordsmanship has reached the stage where you forget to move when you get it, and save moves when you forget to move.
Just like the butcher who eats the cow, the cow is not there, but he has reached the state of being ignorant of the cow.
After getting the cow, you forget the cow; after you get the Dharma, you forget the Dharma.
Therefore, the most important thing when using a knife is the intention. But if it is intentional, it will only be traced; if it is unintentional, it will be lost. The most important thing is between intention and unintentional.
Master Jiangzhai, your sword skills only match your attack methods. This is also your way of wielding a sword as a human being. This way has advanced from law to lawlessness."
Jiang Dali said coldly, "You have made so many long remarks. Let me ask you, what is law and what is lawlessness?"
Song Que smiled leisurely, "The law is the level of the earth, and the law is the level of the heaven. The law implies the law, and the law implies the law. It is the highest level where heaven, earth and man merge into one.
Only human beings can connect heaven and earth to the point where there is no way but there is a law, and there is a law but there is no way."
Jiang Dali suddenly shook his head coldly and proudly.
In the ruthless state, he is more calm and rational, even to the point of being terrifyingly calm and ruthless.
He said coldly, "Why do people have to be connected to heaven and earth? If you go along with heaven, what will happen if I go against heaven?"
Song Que was stunned.
Such outrageous and outrageous words have never come out of the mouth of any powerful person in the realm of heaven and human beings.
But now these words came from the mouth of the person in front of him. He couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment. His heart was filled with all kinds of contradictions and questions. He broke out in cold sweat for a while. He almost lost his mind and was on the verge of going crazy.
At this moment, Jiang Dali suddenly shouted "唔", waking up Song Que.
"When you put away your sword, do you want to admit defeat, or do you want to fight again?"
Song Que's eyes tightened, and he immediately concentrated his mind and secretly thought of danger.
What he said just now came from his heart and his own way. Unexpectedly, he turned from discussing swords to discussing Tao, arguing with Jiang Dali on their respective reasons.
As a result, Jiang Dali's astonishing Taoism actually shook his own Taoism.
If the Tao is frightened, it will waver, hesitate, even get lost, and even become possessed.
The danger involved made even people like Song Que feel frightened.
He firmly believed, suddenly looked at Jiang Dali, and suddenly moved his right hand behind his back.
Behind it, there is a knife that looks like it is tied into a strip of cloth.
The moment he stretched out his palm, there was a bang, and the strip of cloth exploded into pieces.
Song Que grasped the handle of the ancient-looking, unusually heavy sheathed sword, and pulled the sword out of the sheath inch by inch, making a "clop" sound.
His eyes gradually narrowed, just like the light of the sword in the treasure box, and he stared at Jiang Dali with bright eyes: "Heaven has its laws, and things have their nature. This sword of mine is the sword of heaven's laws, and it is the true heavenly sword.
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