The devil is coming

Chapter 215 Victory!
No one can tell how big the rivers and lakes are. They only know that the Sword Master of the Jin Kingdom and the Baili Sword of the Qian Kingdom are from the Jianghu, and the one who likes to lean on the haystacks while picking at them is known. Those who hum a tune in their ears all day long and do nothing else are also people in the world.
When there are many people around, I like to do chores.
Someone once commented on the Four Great Swordsmen, taking a feature of their swords and leaving it to future generations, that is, labeling them.
The sword of Li Liangshen, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army of Yan State, was known as "cruel" because he killed countless barbarians and drank all their blood. Among the four great swordsmen, his sword killed the most.
Baili Feng's sword from the Qian Kingdom is said to be able to shatter stars after a month of charging. Of course, this is an exaggeration. People nowadays have not become immune to "shattering the void" at every turn. Naturally, they think it can be made fresh and refined. .
But Bailifeng's sword is really astonishing, hard to fathom, and is known as "fast".
The sword of the Chu State swordsman was praised as the "Secret" because no one had ever seen him use it. Just because the Jin State Sword Master forged a "Long Yuan", it was touted by the sword master and forced the four great swordsmen. .
The sword of the Jin Sword Master was known as "sharp"!
Wherever the sword points, everything will turn into powder!
At this time, the sword master had already fired thirteen swords in a row, but Tian Wujing did not take them all. Although the martial artist was physically strong, he was not a ten thousand-year-old rock in the East China Sea and could not withstand such a squandering.
Among the thirteen swords, Tian Wujing took six of them and dodged seven.
The sword master's sword spirit continued to rise, with a sense of leisurely climbing, and several sword marks and grooves had already appeared on Tian Wujing's gilded armor.
It was clear that the Juggernaut had an absolute advantage.
What swordsmen are best at is actually catching opponents and killing them.
Pixiu was crawling aside and did not participate in the duel. He only stuck out his tongue and licked his front paws from time to time. His big copper bell eyes were flashing dark red. He was the only spectator of this duel.
When the Sword Master came out with Sword No. 14, Tian Wujing did not passively dodge or catch it, but finally swung his first punch. This punch was not very powerful, but had an extremely strange feeling. of cyclone.
Fighting between masters is actually very similar to fighting in a battle formation, except that the only troops on both sides are themselves. Therefore, it is necessary to use your brain.
The sword master is "climbing a mountain", and each sword energy is more powerful than the last. What Tian Wujing has to do is to use this punch to forcefully disrupt his rhythm and make him give up halfway.
Long Yuan retreated, the sword was withdrawn, and it was forced across the front of him, switching from attack to defense.
Tian Wujing's fist hit the sword, and the sword trembled. However, the sword master used this force to climb up again, and his aura suddenly increased twice as fast as before!
next moment,
Tian Wujing began to retreat,
And one sword, which was comparable to the previous thirteen swords stacked together, was thrust out with lightning speed.
"boom!"
After all, the martial artist's body could not hold on any longer, and a fist-sized hole was opened in his gilded armor, and blood flowed out from inside.
After a successful blow, the sword master did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. Ordinary people cherish their lives, and few dare to risk their lives. This is especially true for true masters. After all, it is not easy to practice hard, and everyone wants to live a good life.
But Tian Wujing was different, so the swordsman didn't dare to bet on whether Tian Wujing would seize the opportunity and want to forcibly die together with him.
Although the other party has a noble status and there is no need to do such stupid things, but who calls him Tian Wujing, who can guess what he wants to do?
Anyway, I have the advantage. Even if I use a few more sword strikes and slowly peel off the skin, I can kill this third-level warrior in the most reliable way.
When fighting against warriors, you have to pay attention to the heat. Just simmer over low heat until the body is crispy and tender. At the end, the bones and flesh are directly separated with a gentle pick of the chopsticks.
As for time,
The sword master can only hope that his brother can buy him enough time.
Tian Wujing silently lowered his head and glanced at the still bleeding wound. Perhaps there was still sword energy left in the wound, so he didn't try in vain to stop the bleeding. Instead, he lunged forward, pressing down like a tiger descending a mountain. Come.
The sword master touched the ground on his toes and flew backwards. He retreated and moved his sword forward. A white light struck the middle door.
"Roar!"
At this moment, Pixiu, who had been crawling there "watching the battle", suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar. From his big mouth, a black sword shot straight out and entered Tian Wujing's left hand.
Pixiu has the power to devour, and it itself is an alien without a back door, so using its body to hide things is the best way to use it.
This sword is named "Kunxu". A hundred years ago, Emperor Taizong of the Qian Kingdom led his army in the Northern Expedition. He was equipped with the Emperor's Sword on the left and a Kunxu knife hanging on the right. However, after that fiasco, Emperor Taizong lay on an ox cart and was escorted by his subordinates to escape back. In the Qian Kingdom, the Emperor's Sword and the Kunqian Dao were all left behind and became the trophies of the Yan Kingdom.
On the day Tian Wujing was granted the title of Marquis of Jingnan, Emperor Yan gave him Kun.
The sword was on the side, the blade was pressed down, and the swords touched each other, making a harsh roar.
The sword master's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his hands horizontally, and two sword energy came out of the air. He pointed forward and aimed directly at Tian Wujing. This was to save his Long Yuan Sword.
However, Tian Wujing slapped the handle of the sword with one palm, and the blade used the force, like a nail, to forcefully nail the Long Yuan Sword. For a moment, the sword did not sink into the frozen soil.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Both sword qi directly hit Tian Wujing. Tian Wujing's figure trembled slightly, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained calm.
"Insanity!"
Suddenly, the sword master felt anxious. Even though Long Yuan was suppressed underground, he still had the upper hand. Since the fight, Tian Wujing could only be passively beaten, but he was unscathed, and the opponent's warrior physique was... Cracks have appeared.
However, despite this, the Sword Master still didn't know where the anxiety in his heart came from.
Tian Wujing still didn't waste any time and lunged forward again.
The sword master did not retreat this time. At this time, he could not forcefully recall Long Yuan, but he simply bit the tip of his tongue and shot out a mouthful of blood. With the blessing of his sword intention, it directly formed a bloody sword.
The Taoist Xuanmen has a method of transforming the blood from the tip of the tongue into qi, but the sword master's blood sword has its own unique sharp sword intent. Compared with the Taoist method, it is a little less mysterious, but more mysterious. What a tyrannical look!
Facing the incoming blood sword, Tian Wujing changed direction directly and turned to the left.
The sword master waved his left index finger, and the blood sword followed closely behind.
Tian Wujing's legs did not kick the ground very fast, but every time he kicked the ground, it was carried with a majestic force, and the ground around him also trembled. His body speed was even more arrogant and unreasonable. The method has reached an extreme.
However, the Blood Sword has surpassed the obstacle of the skin to a certain extent. It does not even have a specific shape, so the Blood Sword is still following him.
Especially when Tian Wujing clenched his fist forward in an attempt to hit the sword master, the blood sword suddenly accelerated, and with a flash of red light, it pierced Tian Wujing's right chest.
However, Tian Wujing's momentum continued unabated and he continued to try to get close to the Sword Master.
The Sword Master's robe was slightly cold, and a simple small sword that seemed to be as big as a dagger flew out and faced Tian Wujing directly.
Tian Wujing's fist collided with the small sword, and for a moment, the sound of cracking continued to be heard. This was the sound of brittle cracking coming from the bones.
The third-level martial artist's fist was very tough, but this simple little sword was even sharper. Not only did it break through Tian Wujing's protective aura, it also pierced Tian Wujing's right hand.
According to legend, the builders of the Chu State not only forged a Long Yuan for the Sword Master, but also helped forge the essence of the Sword Master's old sword into a small sword, called the Son-Mother Sword.
This time, Tian Wujing still couldn't get close to the Sword Master, and at the same time, his physical body was severely damaged again.
however,
When Tian Wujing retreated, he forcibly slapped his right hand with his left hand.
"Crack!"
The small sword was directly inserted into the bones of Tian Wujing's wrist. His right wrist was immediately covered with blood and the bones were visible.
The sword master suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart.
He clearly has an absolute advantage,
Suddenly there was an urge to escape immediately.
Tian Wujing's feet landed on the ground. Without even looking at his right hand, he turned to put his left hand in front of him. A majestic warrior actually started to seal!
"..." Sword Master.
"Heaven and earth can be hidden, and all laws can use their power to restrain, trap, lock, and seal!"
Tian Wujing's blood, through the previous confrontation, had already circled around the sword master, and at this time, it was forcibly opened by the magic!
A blue light shield sealed the Juggernaut inside.
Everyone in the world knows that Tian Wujing is a strong martial artist, but few people know that the person who first laid the foundation for Tian Wujing's physical training was the great-uncle who had sequestered himself in the farmhouse for decades and devoted himself to pursuing the Tao.
at this time,
Long Yuan was sealed underground by Kun Zhi, and the small sword was forcibly stuck between his finger bones by Tian Wujing.
The two sharp weapons that are equivalent to the sword master are not around, and there is no way to use the energy of the sword to break this barrier.
This is not an overly brilliant magic seal, but the barrier formed by it can isolate the energy. That is to say, the sword energy that the sword master could summon before even if he did not have a sword was almost useless against this barrier. Only the sharp energy of metal can forcefully break it open.
At the same time, Tian Wujing had already stood up and was ready to step forward again.
Only then did the sword master realize where the uneasiness in his heart came from. Although he had always had the advantage, and there was not much suspense from the beginning of this duel, he still fell into Tian Wujing's hands early. in the planning.
Step by step, bit by bit, in the end, I formed a situation where I was caught in a trap.
Suddenly,
The sword master's gaze condensed, and he reached forward with his left hand, his index finger and middle finger touching each other, and his entire left arm turned into a sharp sword, and he swung it forward with force.
"His!"
The septum was cut open, and the sword master's left arm was also riddled with holes and almost useless.
When Tian Wujing moved forward again to get closer, the sword master turned around and left without hesitation using his body skills.
A swordsman is different from a martial artist. A martial artist will remain a stubborn rock until he has exhausted all his energy and blood, while a swordsman is much more fragile, especially when it seemed that he was just destroying one of his arms, but in fact, all the energy he had gathered previously was evaporated. What is more, it is the Qi and blood in one's own body, and the body is used to forcibly control the sword Qi to activate it, and the work that should have been done by the magic weapon is imposed on one's fragile body. The backlash suffered is absolutely terrifying.
Unlike Chen Daxia who had his leg cut off after being poisoned and continued to fight, Chen Daxia only lost half of his leg, while the Sword Master had his foundation damaged.
Even though Tian Wujing was scarred, the Sword Master knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely lose.
So he left, not even taking away Long Yuan and the small sword, and left without hesitation. In other words, he lost.
Tian Wujing did not pursue him.
Instead, he slowly sat on the ground,
Pixiu stood up, walked to Tian Wujing, and then lay down so that Tian Wujing could rest on it.
Tian Wujing reached out and grabbed the down of Pixiu.
He had just defeated the Jin Sword Master, and he didn't feel any excitement at all.
Just leaning gently on Pixiu's generous body,
ear,
The evening breeze is gentle,
It seemed to be mixed with the nagging words of an old man pleading:
"Little mirror, little mirror, please, uncle, please, don't just focus on practicing martial arts, you can also practice Taoist magic formulas.
Just think of it as a favor for your uncle, okay?
Small mirror,
Little ancestor..."
(End of this chapter)