The sword eats the world

Chapter 40 Killing
When a sword cultivator let go of his hands and feet to attack without restraint, the fighting power that erupts is absolutely terrifying.

Zhan Yan is obviously also a swordsman who focuses on attacking. Although the fighting spirit armor provides a certain degree of defense, this defense is not as fragile as a piece of white paper, which can be broken in one blow under the all-out attack of both sides.

The two figures were shrouded in a dense sword light that was indistinguishable from each other. Spots of bright red continued to accumulate, forming a blood mist in the heavy sword shadows, completely enveloping the two of them.

In a close battle without being injured, it is completely a dream.Ling Yun is not afraid of getting hurt, as a sword cultivator, even if he proves the way by death, he must have this awareness.All he needs to do is to inflict the greatest damage on the opponent with a very small wound.

Zhan Yan's rich combat experience is definitely rare in the world.Although Ling Yun didn't know if all the second-tier sword masters in this world had such perverted fighting experience, it had to be said that his fighting consciousness was not inferior to his own in the slightest.Even if he adopts an injury-for-injury style of play, the opponent is no less inferior to himself.

Under the control of that strong sense of fighting, the two people's fight caused by a trivial matter turned into that kind of life and death enemy.

Vigorous, one is more ruthless than the other.

The destructive sword light roared again, crushing the sliver of protective energy that Ling Yun had just condensed, and blasted into a huge blood hole on his arm and wrist, adding to the thick and almost indissoluble blood mist around him. A fresh blood.

As if the pain that almost destroyed his arm was not his own at all, Ling Yun's other almost crippled arm, ignoring the bloody wound on it, resolutely sent a sword into the opponent's shoulder, with the sharp Jiujiu Shangxuan sword energy It was squeezed out of the body at a terrifying speed, poured into the sword along the meridian route, and then passed along the blade, and shot into Zhanyan's shoulder, instantly killing all the meridians on his entire arm. pick off.

Zhan Yan's eyes were full of fierce light, and his face full of blood became more ferocious.Seeing that this arm was almost wiped out, he reached out to grab Ling Yun's blade regardless of the damage caused by the sharp weapon, and let the sword energy tear apart the skin of this almost useless arm, bursting out with fighting spirit, unexpectedly sacrificing the crippled arm At the price of his arm, Ling Yun's cracked sword was crushed in one fell swoop.

Such ferocity and intelligence, if the sword master Xian saw him, he would be frightened crazy.Who would have thought that he would be able to use it to destroy the opponent's sharp sword even though he was suffering from the almost crippled pain of his arm.Even the crippled arm should be used to the maximum extent.

Ling Yun is a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator, if the sword is gone, can he still be called a sword cultivator?
Not only him, the swordsman, but most of the swordsmen and sword masters are like this. They don't even have swords, so can they be called swordsmen or sword masters?Can you still use your sword skills to fight?
It can be said that in most evenly matched battles, if a swordsman loses his sword, it is almost equivalent to his defeat!A swordsman who cannot perform sword skills must at least lower his strength by a notch!This is also the reason why Zhan Yan tried his best to destroy the sword in Ling Yun's hand.

However, Ling Yun was an exception.

Don't forget what he used to deal with those swordsman students when he was in Ziyun Intermediate Academy.

Combat skills, not sword skills!

Almost at the moment when the sword in his hand was reimbursed, he was already sure that he could no longer beat the person in front of him with his sword skills.Thinking of this, he resolutely let go of the sword, grabbed Zhan Yan's other good arm with one hand, and with a little force, he had already removed the joints of his hand. At the same time, he bent down and knelt down, sliding on the ground with his knees , avoiding Zhan Yan's sword that swept across thousands of troops, and gliding directly behind him, clasping his waist with both hands, leaning back in the air, head and foot, and smashed hard to the ground.

If it hits hard this time, won't it hit the brain burst?

Zhan Yan was furious in his heart, and wanted to stand on the ground with one hand to offset the opponent's attack.However, at this moment, one of his hands was crippled, and the other hand was holding a big sword. Where did he get the third hand?Unless he is willing to abandon the sword and free this hand.

Abandon the sword?

In the brains of all sword masters, this word probably never existed at all.

The sword is their second life, the sword is their fighting capital, without the sword, why should they continue to fight?
But the speed of his downfall was so fast, the moment he hesitated, he had already lost the best chance to abandon his sword.Unable to do so, Zhan Yan had no choice but to try his best to put his head up, and with a solid back, he withstood this violent impact.

With the strength of the two being similar, any hesitation or mistake has already determined the final situation of the battle.

This violent impact caused severe dizziness to his brain, and almost shattered all the internal organs in his body. A mouthful of blood mixed with strange internal organs immediately rushed out of his mouth.

But before he could catch his breath, Ling Yun fell from the air, and smashed towards the ground with a tyrannical posture that soared into the sky, and the place where his elbow was aimed was his throat.

Not to mention the throat, look at the strength of this smash, even if it hits any part of the body, it can smash that part into pieces, even the bones are no exception.

Zhan Yan was terrified in his heart, what a frightening fighting power a sword master could unleash without a sharp sword! ?But now is clearly not the time to panic.Regardless of the pain that was almost falling apart, he directly slapped the ground, and with the force of the slap, he hurriedly rolled to the vicinity.

"Boom!"

The entire ground was like an earthquake, and the majestic and thick force suddenly erupted from the ground, shaking the nearby Zhan Yan's eardrums with pain.

Ling Yun knew that if this attack failed, at least a lot of bones in his elbow had been cracked.But since he decided to fight, he couldn't be afraid of getting hurt.Fighting is an act of hurting oneself and others.

His attack didn't end there, seeing that Zhan Yan was about to leap into the air with one more slap, how could Ling Yun make him happy! ?
The moment he jumped up, his feet bit out like a poisonous snake, directly clamping his head, and at the same time, he exerted force suddenly, intending to crush the opponent's brain with the force of his feet.

In the crisis of life and death, Zhan Yan unleashed all his potential.The vindictive armor in his body was released again, instantly counteracting the strangling force of his feet, and at the same time the great sword slashed out, with the sound of piercing the wind, trying to cut off Ling Yun's legs in one fell swoop.

Unable to strangle him, Ling Yun had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.With both legs, he slammed hard on the ground, and Zhan Yan, who had just jumped up in the air, was smashed to the ground again. At the same time, he bent his feet as hard as he could, avoiding Zhan Yan's sword with a single shot.

After avoiding a sword, he kicked out again, deflecting the most threatening big sword. At the same time, he supported himself on the ground with both hands, and with the force of this support, he jumped more than one meter high, with his knees bent, from the top Then he went down and knelt on the chest of Zhan Yan who fell to the ground.

"Crack!"

The creepy sound of bone cracking resounded clearly in the forest.

Under the heavy blow of Ling Yun's knees, Zhan Yan's chest was completely sunken, all the bones inside were shattered, and countless internal organs were pierced by the shattered bones.

He stared wide-eyed, looking at Ling Yun kneeling on his chest in pain and horror, blood gushed out of his mouth like money.To the end of his life, he probably couldn't believe why a sword master became even more terrifying without a sword.

But obviously, Ling Yun didn't kindly tell him the truth. At the moment when Zhan Yan died, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted, and he fell softly to the side, lying on the ground, breathing heavily Fresh air, not even willing to move a finger.

A bloody battle against a second-tier sword master with the power of a first-tier sword master——victory!

(End of this chapter)