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Chapter 137 Yin-Yang Sword Formation, One Qi Turns Five

In the heavy rain, there were a lot of onlookers, but at this moment, they couldn't hear any sound other than the sound of rain. Letting the heavy rain wash away, everyone looked at Du Ruo in surprise.

Even the two brothers Chen Songyi and Zhang Zhishan, who were distressed beyond measure, looked at Du Ruo in astonishment.

Everyone in the Jianghu knows how precious the sword is in the past. Although it is not a legendary weapon, it is definitely a famous sword that is enough to cause a sensation when it is thrown in the Jianghu. Its value is immeasurable. Things cannot be bought with money.

But now, Du Ruo actually gave it away like this, and it was as simple as throwing away a few taels of silver in such an understatement.

Everyone present knew that Du Ruo was not the son of a thousand-year-old family, nor the heir of a super-martial sect. Anyone who knew Du Ruo's background knew that Du Ruo was just a small gang leader who looked at the world and was inconspicuous.

If this famous sword is exchanged for benefits, it will be enough for his little gang to rise to the next level.

The charming smile on Xie Anshi's face froze, and he said in a broken voice, "Fuck, is this Duruo out of his mind? He won a sword with all his might, and he just gave it away, even to that bitch Wang Que!"

Wang Yishao was in a daze, looked at Zhang Ruoxu where the old god was, and asked: "Master, you just said that you let me see the loyalty of a scholar, that's what you meant!"

Zhang Ruoxu nodded slightly, and said: "Just now Du Ruo said 'meaning there is nothing at this time, it should be regarded as lacking', I knew he was thinking about it, and you all know Wang Que's current situation, his realm has fallen, and his strength can be [-]% Almost, now, with this famous sword, at least [-]% can be restored."

Wang Yishao still found it difficult to accept, and said, "But, but... this is too..."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled, and said softly: "Wu Dao, although he is a bit straightforward, he still has a good eye for making friends. Du Ruo alone is better than too many, and he is still a person who can complement Wu Dao in character. All people with shortcomings, yes, yes, this is a great fortune!"

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In the heavy rain, Wang Que held the sword from the past, the rain rolled down his face along his hair, and then flowed onto his neck. Looking at Du Ruo under the umbrella, he seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say, holding back After a long time, he murmured: "Boss Du, isn't this appropriate? This... this is... too expensive, sell me..."

Du Ruo smiled slightly, strode over, pretended to take back the sword, and said, "Well, since you don't want it, forget it!"

Wang Que immediately clasped his sword and cupped his hands, and said solemnly: "Being obedient is worse than being respectful, thank you Boss Du!"

Du Ruo patted Wang Que's shoulder with a smile, and said, "Okay, don't be pretentious, I've said it all, this sword is useless to me or my elder brother, but it's different in your hands Well, just right, this sword is called the former, and it is called Cong Que, so it should be destined for you!"

"Hey," Wang Que grinned, and said, "There is a destiny, there is a destiny, and there is a destiny to the past and present!"

"The sword is given to the hero!" Lu Yang walked over and said, "Brother Wang, you have excellent swordsmanship, but you also lack a good weapon. This is fate."

"Hey," Wang Que was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and said, "Yes, Brother Lu is right, then, for the second match, let me come, just to try the sharpness of this sword!"

Lu Yang waved his hand, turned the halberd slightly, instantly shattered many raindrops, and flew out of the rain flowers. He looked at Zhang Zhishan and Chen Songyi, cupped his hands and said: "Zhang Sanxia, ​​Chen Qixia, the first battle should have been I, the big brother, will come first, but Lady Ling fought with my brother first, so I will take the second fight, I don’t know who the two are planning to fight!"

Zhang Zhishan stood up, cupped his sword and said, "Let me come down and learn Lu Shaoxia's brilliant moves!"

"it is good,"

Lu Yang turned around, and said to Du Ruo: "Shan Jiang, you should step back a little bit, and see if my elder brother can ask you an explanation today."

Du Ruo nodded and said, "Brother, be careful."

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The heavy rain is still falling, and the water mist is confused.

Lu Yang and Zhang Zhishan stood facing each other.

As a well-known hero, Zhang Zhishan actually fits the ordinary people's definition of a Jianghu hero. He has a good demeanor, a dignified appearance, and an upright face, but when he stands in front of Lu Yang, he doesn't have any momentum. up.

Moreover, looking at Lu Yang in front of him, he couldn't help but marvel at what a young talent he is, and he has seen a lot, but he has never seen someone with Lu Yang's aura at this age.

The two greeted each other.

Lu Yang waved his halberd lightly, and said heartily: "Zhang Sanxia, ​​you have to pay attention, the younger generation is a bit stronger, and the weapons are much longer than yours."

Weapons have been said to be one inch long and one inch strong since ancient times.

Zhang Zhishan nodded slightly, and said: "Thank you Lu Shaoxia for reminding me, I will definitely pay attention to it, please!"

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There was a crack of "嗤"!
Zhang Zhishan drew out his sword at a terrifying speed. Accompanied by an exploding white air mass, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. When it reappeared, it appeared before Lu Yang's eyes!
At that moment, it suddenly zoomed in and escaped, and miraculously transformed into five extremely thin sword blades in the air and flew quickly!

Out of nothing comes something, once again, again and again, and again and again is five.

One sword turns five.

This is the Yi Jianmen Yin-Yang Sword Formation!
Lu Yang looked at the shadows of swords in all directions, and with a thrust of his halberd, the bricks and stones of the square were creaked by the sudden pressure from all directions, and countless old dust rushed out from the cracks, even the heavy rain could not submerge it , seemed to feel the terrifying aura, and wanted to escape from here.

The halberd danced, and instantly pulled up a torrential rain. The rain suddenly deviated from its trajectory and gathered, forming a huge vortex, which appeared in the air and protected Lu Yang in it.

Broken sword!

The sword energy transformed by the four soldiers was instantly shattered!

"laugh!"

The sword in Zhang Zhishan's hand disappeared from his palm and shot at Lu Yang's eyebrow.

The sword is too fast.

It is like rivers and rivers running through the sky, yet they cannot be seen.

The sword shadow pierced through the air, the sword light burst out of the water, a ray of blue light dagger pierced the gate of the mansion, the gray sword shadow turned into five sword pieces again, and the blue light dagger pierced through with lightning!

The vortex of rain broke open, and the rain poured down. Lu Yang's body didn't even take a step back, he just swung the halberd upwards and horizontally.

Just at this moment, there was a long blue dragon hovering in front of him.

At the moment of a halberd, thousands of troops are not allowed to enter.

The sword light shot up suddenly, whistling and whirling around his body, and sparks splashed everywhere. In an instant, the halberd collided with those five strangely traced sword blades countless times!
"break"

At this moment, Lu Yang suddenly shouted loudly, and the heavy rain between the sky and the earth roared like a whirlpool again. When the halberd slammed down, the big halberd was like a green dragon going out to sea. The space collapsed at this moment, and the halberd hadn't moved yet. When it fell, dozens of pieces of the floor in the field were broken, and gravel flew everywhere!
(End of this chapter)