The martial arts start saved the little dragon girl

Chapter 201. Chapter 200.
Ximen Chuuxue didn't seem to be aware of this saber light. It was an inconspicuous and metaphysical thing, like sunlight or candlelight.

Bystanders brought themselves into Miyamoto Musashi's opponent, Ximen Fubuki, and couldn't help sweating for him.

The sword light is Miyamoto Musashi's long-range weapon. Just now, he used the sword light to split the one-eyed monster into two pieces from a distance, with amazing power.

If Ximen Chuuxue ignored it, he would most likely be cut in half.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't move, but he waved his long sword when the blade touched him.

He is the sword god of another world, and the sword in his hand has infinite charm.

One sword breaks all spells, and the light of the sword disappears immediately.

Miyamoto Musashi's first move was broken by the opponent, his face was not worried and he said: "I haven't met an opponent in Dongying for five years, thinking that although the world is big, no one can fight against me.

To be able to meet an opponent like yours today, it seems that I did not make a mistake in coming to Huashan Discussion of Swords this time. "

However, Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to speak anymore, after he used his sword to break through the energy of the sword just now, his physical condition had reached its peak, and he didn't want to speak to distract himself.

His response was a sword.

This room is pierced straight out, without any fancy, and it seems that there is no back move to force the enemy to deal with it.

This sword is the sword that this sword god turned into with his life's painstaking efforts.

Yang Guo, who was on the sidelines, was well versed in the Dugu Nine Swords, and could clearly see what kind of swordsmanship was good.

He just felt that the sword that Ximen Fubuxue used at this time happened to be the most perfect sword that Ximen Fubuxue and Miyamoto Musashi could use under the current position, distance, weapon blade and countless other details.

This sword can be said to be the culmination of the world of martial arts, it can be said that it is not a sword technique, but a work of art, which makes people who understand its mysteries intoxicated.

At this moment, there are not many people left on the top of Mount Hua, all of them are top players with excellent knowledge, after seeing Ximen Chuuxue's sword, they all feel that no matter who is in charge of stabbing this sword, it will be difficult better.

With this sword, Ximen Chuuxue deserved his title of sword god.

Miyamoto Musashi was about to meet the sword head-on, and of course the perception was more direct. He clenched the precious sword in his hand, his palms were covered with sweat, but his face was full of excitement.

He was obviously delighted to have such an opponent.

How would he deal with Ximen Chuuxue's sword?

The knife in Miyamoto Musashi's hand shook several times, which showed that when Ximen Fubuki made this perfect sword, Miyamoto Musashi's thoughts turned quickly, and he wanted to draw the knife several times.

But he didn't move in the end, he stood motionless, letting Ximen Chuuxue's long sword pass through his body.

This is the perfect sword in Ximen Chuuxue's perfect state.

Blood spurted out.

Miyamoto Musashi was in great pain physically, but the expression on his face was not in pain. He said calmly, "I can't think of how to break your sword. I lost."

With his saber technique and martial arts, even if he couldn't defeat Ximen Chuuxue's sword, he certainly wouldn't be stabbed directly.

Why did he let the sword stab himself to death?

The audience did not expect the duel between these two people to have such a result, and they all looked at Miyamoto Musashi quietly.

Miyamoto Musashi spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, "A person like me cannot be defeated. The time of defeat is the time of death."

Ximen Chuuxue was expressionless, but he still responded, "I understand."

People like them sacrificed their most precious things to martial arts, just to make themselves the most peak warriors in the world.

Their contribution is greater than anyone imagined, and their obsession is far better than ordinary people.

Ximen Fuuxue looked at Miyamoto Musashi as if he was looking at himself, and suddenly showed pity, but it was not pity for Miyamoto Musashi, but pity for himself.

He didn't hold back, he stabbed out the sword completely, retracted it, and then, like every time before, blew away the blood on the sword tip.

To some extent, Yang Guo is a spectator.

He is just an ordinary person who has traveled through time. Although he has practiced many of the world's most powerful moves and doesn't mind acting chivalrously, he is indeed just an ordinary person.

There is no sense of family and country of those vigorous heroes, and there is no obsession with dedication to martial arts like Miyamoto Musashi and Ximen Fubuki.

His motivation for learning martial arts is just to make himself stronger. Fortunately, in this world of martial arts, he has more power to choose.

Regarding the death of Miyamoto Musashi, I was actually not that touched at the scene. Many people die every day in this river and lake. Just today, when I went up the mountain just now, I fell to my death a lot. During the martial arts competition just now, I also died. bit.

Miyamoto Musashi is just one of these dead people with relatively high sword skills.

This is the era of melee between the north and the south, separatist regimes, and chaos. Death is not a terrible thing.

The competition is still going on, the spectators are getting more and more emotional, and the string and bamboo sound of the palace guard of honor has become more sad without emotion, just to set off the atmosphere of the few games left.

It seemed to be infected, and the next two quarter-finals were indeed bloody.

Ning Bufan, a rookie in Huashan, who can be called a "wisdom sword", unexpectedly found a flaw in the undefeated female sword god Sunflower Collection's Charm Spirit, and grabbed a key position.

But no matter how ingenious his swordsmanship was, he still couldn't catch it. The female sword god pierced his body with unreasonable sword energy, and almost died on the spot.

Fortunately, Jianyue Buqun, a gentleman of Huashan and Wuyue Sword School, was watching the battle and protected his heart veins with Zixia's magical power, so he was able to hang him for a while.

Ning Bufan said in a weak voice at the critical moment of life and death: "When I cultivate into 'benevolent sword vibrates sound' and 'brave sword cuts the sky', in the future Huashan School's martial arts will be invincible in the world."

The next match was Yan Shisan's match against the sword god Zhuo. Yan Shisan's first fourteen swords were suppressed by Zhuo Jianshen.

This is the No.15 sword that made Huashan's ups and downs change. There shouldn't be such a terrifying sword in the world of martial arts. .

The killing atmosphere was so terrifying that the birds in the sky fell to the ground, and the fish in the spring floated on their bellies.

The Sword God surnamed Zhuo used the Dragon Capture Sword to transform into thousands of sword shadows and flew towards Yan Shisan, trying to kill him and stop the No.15 sword, but in vain, he was killed by the No.15 sword instead.

When the competition came here, even the melon-eaters who watched the excitement couldn't bear it anymore. This was too tragic. Just to fight for a false name, each master gave away his life.

With the titles of sword masters and sword gods being killed one after another, Huashan Lunjian finally showed its due appearance in the air arena competition this time: it is not that simple to become the number one in the world.Although Bai Zhantang, Mo Xiaobei and other elements have diluted some hostility, but at this time, the cruel side of the world is finally revealed.

During the martial arts competition, a few eunuchs issued an order to the side of the open space, and then eight people hurriedly ran to the sedan chair on the golden steps, and lifted the sedan chair up by lifting the four corners.

The competition was fierce, most people didn't pay attention to it, but Yang Guo noticed that the eight people who carried the sedan chair were all light in their steps and focused in their eyes, any one of them could be no less than a master in a school.

If the bearer is like this, who will be the big man in the sedan chair?

Several eunuchs, monks, and Taoist priests were clearing the road, and the sedan chair went down the mountain without any hindrance.

Yang Guo glanced at the Undefeated Female Sword God, and found that she was also watching the eight people leave with the sedan chair, she had a complicated expression on her face.

The person in the sedan chair should be the emperor of the Northern Dynasty, the most powerful person in the world today, right?
He doesn't want to continue watching, doesn't he want to see who will win this time in Huashan Lunjian?

The sedan chair went down the mountain, and this time Huashan Discussion on Swords was coming to an end.

None of the top four players is relatively weak: Dongfang Bubai, Ximen Chuuxue, Yang Guo, and Yan Shisan.

In this round of lottery, Yang Guo was fortunate that he did not draw the Undefeated Female Sword God, but he was not happy, because the opponent was Yan Shisan, who took the life of the sword god of West Kunlun Mountain with the No. 15 sword.

Yan Shisan could not control his No.15 sword, once the sword was released, it would definitely bring about killing and death.

Yang Guo is his opponent, and of course he may die under his No.15 sword.

Of course, at the beginning, Yan Shisan used his first fourteen swords. After each sword was calmly parried by Yang Guo with his wooden sword, he closed his eyes again and focused on the No. 15 sword.

Yan Shisan's whole body was filled with black energy, his hands were trembling, and he was controlled by the No.15 sword he realized. At this moment, he had lost his true nature, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

The changing color of the wind and cloud, lightning and thunder, this is really a mysterious and illusory sword.

Yan Shisan held the sword in both hands, and with a move from hell, he slashed at Yang Guo and pierced Yang Guo's chest.

The sword intent of the No.15 sword was expressed at this moment, the black energy around Yan Shisan dissipated, and the killing intent also fell to the bottom.

Even, he felt a pang of regret in his heart. Before Huashan Sword Discussion, he had spared the life of a young man named Xiao Qing. If he could, he didn't really want Yang Guo's life. Although this young man was young, Sword skills are unimaginably high.

But it was too late, Yang Guo's chest had already been pierced by his sword.Whoever has their chest pierced will have a hard time surviving.

However, Yan Shisan sensed something was wrong, which was simple to say, that is, why was there no blood when the sword went down?
It is impossible for a person to live without blood. Yan Shisan's No.15 sword did not really stab Yang Guo.

Just like the string of candied gourds that broke the game with Mo Xiaobei just now, this time, Yang Guo made the game by learning the illusion from the Xiaoyao School, leading Yan Shisan to the confusion, and letting his No.15 Sword Sword Intent, Hit the "Yang Guo" who hit nothingness-in fact, it was a stone.

The onlookers didn't know what happened, they only saw Yan Shisan stabbing the boulder with all his strength with his suffocating No.15 sword.

The boulder shattered, reflecting the horror of Yan Shisan's No.15 sword.

However, after the sword intent was released and Yan Shisan calmed down, it would be difficult to make similar sword moves in a short time.

At this moment, Yang Guo made a move, the wooden sword crossed the air, chopped off Yan Shisan's hands, and said: "You can't control the sword intent of this No.15 sword, if you let it gradually eat away at you, Will be enchanted"

Yan Shisan's hands were severed, but he exhaled a long sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you."

After speaking, stepping off the ring meant giving up the contest.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Yan Shisan to break his hands, with such a relaxed expression on his face, and directly admit defeat.

After four rounds of competition, Yang Guo finally entered the final, and competed for the number one in the world with the winner of Dongfang Bubai and Ximen Chuuxue.

In these four rounds of competition, it cannot be said that his opponent is not strong, but he did rely on a different combat thinking, and won every victory without hard work.

Moreover, it seemed that everyone was discussing that this young man hadn't shown his full strength.

Some well-informed people have already spread the news that Yang Guo is Guo Jing's nephew, who once studied art at Zhongnan Mountain.

Tens of thousands of people present knew the name Yang Guo, and they were all thinking: Is this young man really going to play five games in a row to win the honor of number one in the world?
At this time, Dongfang Bubai and Ximen Chuuxue were already standing on the ring.

These two are figures at the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and just standing there makes everyone excited.

This scene is really in line with the peak duel in everyone's heart.

At the top of Mount Hua, two sword-like figures stood on both sides, confronted each other calmly, and finally made a move.

If the plot before Huashan Lunjian was inevitably joking, nonsensical, and tricky, the duel between these two finally satisfies the appetite of the warriors watching the battle just right.

Perhaps it was also to dedicate a more exciting contest, neither of them used sword energy or long-range attacks, just like you and me, close combat.

The undefeated female sword god's body skills are exquisite and charming, and her sword skills are elusive.

Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship can be described as perfect, each of his swords is almost like a work of art, making the viewer feel happy.

Without a moment's rest, the long swords of the two people clashed continuously, and each sword made the hearts of the bystanders lift up, and then fell with the other side's parry, and the cycle began again and again.

Finally, after maybe a thousand tricks, the two stopped.

Bystanders—even masters of swordsmanship—didn't see who had the upper hand.

After a long pause, there was no movement, and no one dared to speak to break the tranquility.

Ximen Chuuxue, in this tranquility, slowly walked down the ring and Huashan Mountain.

It took a long time for the host Bai Zhantang to come back to his senses and announce that the winner is Dongfang Invincible.

It's finally the last game.

There were not many people at the top of Mount Hua, and those who were eliminated went down the mountain with the sun. Suzaku, most of the eunuchs, monks, and Taoists left with the big man, and only a few people remained to witness the final result.

Of course, all the warriors up and down Huashan are still enthusiastic, this is their grand event, and they will not leave until the real number one in the world is decided.

Everyone looked up at the highest point of Mount Hua, at Yang Guo and the Invincible Sword Goddess.

Bai Zhantang announced the start of the martial arts competition, but the female sword god turned her back to Yang Guo and looked at the afterglow of the setting sun.

She said, so beautiful.

At the most grand martial arts gathering in the world, under the gaze of all the people, amidst the solemn and sad sound of silk and bamboo, Yang Guo also looked towards the setting sun, forgetting that he was going to compete with this woman, and just responded, so beautiful.

The Undefeated Female Sword God finally turned around and said slowly:
Defeat me, you are number one in the world.

(End of this chapter)