Swordsman of the World

Chapter 93 One move to defeat the enemy

Feng Rilun didn't suffer any injuries, but the power of the sword soul was consumed a lot. He appeared again, but Yang Dong's face remained unchanged.

So fast?
He expected to have a fight with Zhu Tian Jianzong who ranked [-]th, [-]th, [-]th and so on.

But the other party was obviously not that stupid, and let the other disciples come up and be humiliated for no reason.

The elder sword masters of Zhutian Sword Sect seem to recognize Yang Dong's strength, which is enough for Feng Rilun to make a move.

The head teacher, Yue Bufan, also said with satisfaction: "This boy really does not disappoint. After all, he is still young. Junior Brother Qi, you have to cultivate it well. It is not easy for your Xingchen Institute to produce a good seedling."

Qi Tian felt slapped in the face, how could he guide Yang Dong at all?

But Yang Dong's achievements, or the strength he showed, were far beyond his imagination.

Yang Dong had already pinched his weakness with the Shouxiang Pill, and he couldn't help admiring a few words: "This kid is also very smart, humble and low-key, and he is all focused on cultivation."

Qi Tian had nothing to say, and said dryly: "Let's talk about it after he wins this match. It's time to use his real skills in this match."

"Brother...you must have nothing to do." Song Muqing nervously covered her heart, she looked at Yang Dong worriedly, in order to give her a sigh of relief, Yang Dong had no choice but to stand in the square formation.

What Song Muqing thought in her heart was that her own incompetence dragged her brother down.

But when she saw Yang Dong, who was full of vigor and attention, she felt a little sweetness in her heart. That was her brother, a man who took care of her meticulously. He was fighting for her, and a sense of happiness came spontaneously.

Everyone believed that after Feng Rilun played, Yang Dong would give his best.

But they are all wrong.

Yang Dong said lightly: "It seems that I have been recognized by you, so I will also use half of my strength to show my respect."

Clang, the Star Sword is pulled out of its sheath!

Wow, everyone was surprised again, what kind of sword is that?so broken?A small section is full of rust, cracks, and chipped corners.

Isn't it embarrassing for Yang Dong to use such a sword?
But only two people present knew that it was Yang Dong's most precious sword.

Song Muqing followed along all the time, so she naturally knew how precious the Star Sword was, and the other one was Liu Ruyan. Although Liu Ruyan didn't see Yang Dong often, she still knew a lot about him.

Especially Yang Dong's outfit and sword.

Liu Ruyan had seen Yang Dong fight several times, but if he made a real move, he must sacrifice the broken sword.

Another heavy sword suitable for heavy martial arts sword soul, she is the sword Yang Dong has changed twice, it is a replaceable high-grade magic weapon.

And Liu Ruyan knew that Yang Dong had a way to defeat his opponent silently, and it was maintained on the broken sword.

"Oh? Facing me, why don't you go all out?" Feng Rilun felt that he was underestimated, and was quite annoyed.

Yang Dong said calmly: "I cultivate the killing sword, not performing swords in the arena. I can't kill you here, so I can't go all out. You force me to sacrifice the soul of the sword, even if you have some skills .”

Feng Rilun's face was distorted, and he shouted: "Don't look down on people, brat! I, Jianzong, rank fifty in the inner sect, how can I be a mediocre person! Die!"

Hum, Feng Rilun's epee slashed straight down, but what looked like Fantie was extremely heavy. To cooperate with him was a move of profound sword skills. This slash was fast and ruthless.
This sword cut down violently, with extremely strong momentum, although Yang Dong had been prepared for a long time, he just dodged dangerously.

Boom, the sword energy hit the masonry of the square formation, stirring up the four iron chains to tremble non-stop.

"It's so strong!" Yang Dong sighed in his heart, he couldn't match this brute force!
Feeling the oppression of the heavy martial arts sword energy on the chest, the clothes were torn off, revealing a mature and masculine body with four muscles in the abdomen.

But the most eye-catching thing is his right hand, the scars of sword wounds on the whole arm, because the shirt was destroyed, it is completely exposed now, it was left when he practiced the finger of nothingness.

When everyone saw Yang Dong's arm, they were surprised again, it was really hacked into pieces.

The scar added a bit of ferocity and terror to his peaceful face.

Judging from the scars on his arm, men will think that Yang Dong has experienced a lot of great torture, and women will think that Yang Dong is a person with a story, and they are willing to inquire about it.

Liu Ruyan of Tianzhu Sword Sect was also fascinated by watching it. She was very curious, how could he be so seriously injured?What happened to him, don't you know?Can I soothe his wounds?
But Yang Dong didn't care about it at all, it's okay if the shirt is gone, as long as the balls are still covered.

Feng Rilun paused for a moment, then rushed forward again, the advantage of heavy martial arts sword soul is head-to-head.

How could Yang Dong not know that if he really wanted to take a tough move, he would feel like being overwhelmed by the mountain and unable to breathe.

Therefore, he gave full play to his fighting spirit, and his body kept erratic.

But Feng Rilun's advantage quickly pushed him into a dead end. Although Feng Rilun practiced heavy martial arts and sword soul, his speed was not slow at all!
Boom, boom, boom.

Several times in succession, Yang Dong avoided Feng Rilun's offensive by relying on his experience and luck.

And Feng Rilun, who fought repeatedly, gradually felt tired.

He understood Yang Dong's purpose and consumed him to death.

But he couldn't come up with any good solution other than going forward to fight, the characteristics of heavy martial arts sword soul are so!
If you can't hit your opponent yourself, you can't blame others for being too fast, right?He still can't afford to lose that face, scolding Yang Dong for not fighting with him and other nonsense.

Feng Rilun stopped, and pondered: "Boy, you are smarter than that guy Yue Xuan, but I won't let you wait until the moment when I'm exhausted."

Beep beep, an array of flags lined up.

These are all high-grade magic weapons, a row of eighteen rods, each rod is very precious, Yang Dong also has a formation flag, but he does not have such a precious battle formation flag, at most it is used to protect the courtyard.

The formation flags surrounded the wide arena of the square formation, and then layers of smoke began to disperse.

This was to confuse Yang Dong's vision. Feng Rilun thought that as long as he hit Yang Dong once, Yang Dong would lose.

Yang Dong is also aware of the other party's plan, but unfortunately his heavenly eyes can see in the dark, but he can't penetrate the smoke.

If he stays in this formation for a long time, he will be unresponsive and will be caught by Feng Rilun.

It seems that there is no need for Sword Soul!
Moreover, the array flag is controlled by Feng Rilun's divine sense and is subject to change. He has no chance to destroy it one by one. Doing so will only expose himself.

Yang Dong's eyesight was impaired, but this would not affect Feng Rilun.

Whoosh, there was a gust of wind behind his ears, and Yang Dong hurriedly raised his star sword to block, and at the same time, he turned sideways to relieve his strength.

Ding!
There was a crisp sword strike, the sound was so loud that the eardrums of both of them vibrated a little bit painfully.

Bang, Yang Dong was thrown away, rushed out of the square formation, tumbling in the air for a while, his feet landed on an iron chain pulling the square formation.

Yang Dong frowned and looked at his left arm, the skin was unbearable under the pressure, cracked and bleeding profusely.

Yang Dong was finally forced to fight, and the sword cultivators behind Tianzhu Sword Sect were all happy, thinking that Yang Dong had to bear Feng Rilun's heavy sword power now.

"Haha, Yang Dong, don't you have nothing to do? As a sword master in the middle stage, you are already proud enough to survive until now." Feng Rilun also jumped out of the fog of the formation, and slashed down with a condescending sword!

"kill!"

"Won!"

"Hmph, that kid is over."

Accompanied by the shouts of his companions, Feng Rilun was extremely confident. He once again strangled the younger generation of the Bone Dao Palace, trampled these dregs under their feet forever, and let them recall their own strength for countless days and nights.

But he was wrong. Although Yang Dong was slightly injured, he was already very calm, without any panic.

When Feng Rilun defeated Yue Xuan just now, at the last moment, he saw Yue Xuan's panic.

But this kind of panic was not seen in Yang Dong.

Yang Dong took a deep breath, put away the epee with his backhand, and the soul of the Star Sword merged into the Star Sword, and everyone saw a flash of light on the Star Sword.

Obviously, everyone knew that Yang Dong had used his sword soul.

"Drink!!" Feng Rilun quickly swooped down on the iron chain and came to him. The sword was extremely fast, and there was still the possibility of changing direction. If he attacked Yang Dong, he would save his life. The only thing is to let you head-to-head with yourself.

Head-to-head with the sword cultivator of the heavy martial arts sword soul?What are you kidding?
Yang Dong's body fell down quickly, and the moment he was cut off by Feng Rilun's sword, he hung upside down on the iron chain.

With the power of the sword soul, his feet were attached to the iron chain, preventing him from falling into the pool below the square formation.

Hum, Feng Rilun's sword swept through the air, and a strong cross wind blew past, making Yang Dong's clothes flutter, but it didn't blow him down.

"what!"

Everyone was amazed, are Yang Dong's feet magnets?How can it hang upside down by sticking to the iron chain?
It can't be blamed that most people don't know this, because this is what Yang Dong learned in the sea area of ​​Yunhaizong. He was originally a sword repairer to facilitate walking on water, and he used the power of the sword soul to touch his feet without being submerged. die.

This method is equally feasible and even easier on some real objects, because real objects are static and sea water is dynamic.

However, some knowledgeable sword masters were taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect Yang Dong, a small sword master, to be able to do this, and Feng Rilun was completely fooled.

Feng Rilun's sword swept across the air, the trend was still exhausted, his movements were stiff, but Yang Dong shot suddenly.

He turned over and stepped on the iron chain, holding the star sword in his left hand and gently slashed it, collapsed, and there was a dull sound, but it was accompanied by the breaking of Feng Rilun's magic sword!

Pfft, the moment the dharma sword was broken, Feng Rilun's sword soul was damaged, and the blood in his chest surged, and he was so uncomfortable that he vomited blood.

Everyone was stunned, their mouths widened, and watching Feng Rilun's high-grade magic weapon, the flying sword, broke as crisp as thin paper, Yang Dong staged a comeback.

Bang, Yang Dong jumped over, then stepped down, stepped on half of Feng Rilun's face on the iron chain, and stared arrogantly at the masters of Tianzhu Sword Sect.

The audience was silent, and the sword cultivators of the Bone Dao Palace were too surprised to speak. They should have shouted, but Yang Dong won too easily and suddenly, so he didn't know how to express it.

Yang Dong said lightly: "Next."

(End of this chapter)