Chapter 505: A Sword

Dong Wenfeng and Wang Zhicheng have now entered the limit state of the acquired martial artist realm, no matter who they are, as long as there is a little bit of relaxation now, what awaits him will be the end of being killed by the other party.

On the top of Jingzhou under the moonlight, after Dong Wenfeng stabbed it with the Tianyuan Sword again, he was blocked by Wang Zhicheng, and the two of them were separated with one touch, and once again separated the two ends of the Jingzhou TV Tower, facing each other.

Dong Wenfeng is now sweating like rain, he feels that his clothes have been completely soaked with sweat, and I don't know when, there are already many wounds on his body, although it is not fatal, but the continuous loss of blood is also consuming Dong Wenfeng's physical strength.

And Wang Zhicheng, who was standing opposite Dong Wenfeng, was not much better than Dong Wenfeng, although he was still blocking very tightly, but there were still a few more blood holes on his body that were stabbed out by Dong Wenfeng with a sword.

"It's time to finish. ”

Both of them now have such an awareness in their hearts, and after another fight, they should be able to decide today's victory or defeat.

"I didn't expect that there are now young masters like Dong Sang in China, I thought that the desert of martial arts that China has already become is that I underestimate the heroes of the world. ”

Wang Zhicheng said in his half-baked Chinese.

Dong Wenfeng shook his head and said to Wang Zhicheng: "Your biggest mistake is to join the Yanagi family, if you can get in touch with the real top martial arts forces in the country, with your talent, you will not necessarily lose under my hands today." ”

"Oh, although I hit your sword one more time, but Dong Sang is so confident, he will definitely be able to stand here to the end today?"

When Wang Zhicheng heard Dong Wenfeng's words, he raised his eyebrows and said with some mockery.

"The master has made a move, the difference is a millimeter, and the mistake is a thousand miles, unless you have any new tricks, otherwise, today, you can stop here, I will personally use the Tianyuan Sword in my hand to send you back to your hometown." ”

Dong Wenfeng said lightly, his voice was very steady, and even his breath was not disturbed in the slightest, as if he had not experienced such a fierce battle just now.

"I joined the Yanagi family, naturally because I longed for the supreme sword of the Yanagi family, I thought I wouldn't need it today, but I didn't expect to be forced into this situation by you. ”

Wang Zhicheng's face looked a little pale, it was caused by excessive blood loss, he could no longer engage in such a fierce and high-intensity battle as before, he only had a chance to stab.

Wang Zhicheng recalled that on his ninth birthday, the cherry blossoms he saw falling for the first time in Dongying.

I remembered the days when I was in the Yanagi family and practiced kendo.

I also remembered the woman who finally let him join the Yagyu family.

Some people say that the way of the sword is ruthless, but only by entering the sword with affection can the supreme power of the sword be achieved.

"The speed at which the cherry blossoms fall is five centimeters per second, this is my last sword, and I hope it can be as gorgeous as the cherry blossoms. ”

Wang Zhicheng said softly, and then slowly raised the eight-foot sword in his hand.

Dong Wenfeng, who was standing opposite Wang Zhicheng, clearly felt that Wang Zhifei had used his last vitality to prepare to make this sword move.

All of a sudden, the moonlight shone on the eight-foot sword, and the top of the entire TV tower was suddenly shrouded in a sad atmosphere, everyone could feel this sadness, and the one who affected the entire environment was Wang Zhifei who raised the eight-foot sword in his hand.

"This person is really strong, he already has the characteristics of the innate realm. ”

Some of the masters who were watching from a distance sighed silently in their hearts.

In the martial arts, the biggest difference between the innate realm and the acquired realm is that the innate realm has mobilized the power of heaven and earth that exists in the vast world.

The acquired martial artist, no matter which realm of heaven and earth Xuanhuang is, there is no way to truly get rid of the limitations of the human body itself, but the innate powerhouse is different, that is a person who has already gone to another world.

It can be said that the innate strong will be another life form.

However, it is precisely because the innate powerhouse needs a keen perception of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, so after the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gradually disappears and depletes, the martial arts of the entire world will gradually decline.

And now Wang Zhicheng, it can be said that at this moment, there is no difference between him and a real innate realm martial artist.

Dong Wenfeng's expression became more and more serious, he knew that this move would definitely decide the life and death between the two people.

He was not affected by Wang Zhicheng's momentum, but was even more motivated, he needed to step on Wang Zhicheng at this moment, and truly step into the innate realm that all martial artists dream of.

"When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. ”

Dong Wenfeng also slowly raised his Tianyuan Sword, and the Tianyuan Sword in his hand also emitted a faint faint light.

At this moment, a dark cloud slowly drifted through the sky, just blocking the bright moonlight.

In an instant, darkness fell.

"Kill!

Wang Zhicheng seized this opportunity, and the eight-foot sword drew a black cross in the air, and slashed at Dong Wenfeng.

"Finger into the sword, one finger into the sword of thought!"

Dong Wenfeng did not hesitate at all, this time, he did not use the thirteen points of killing again, but turned another mastery of the beggar gang, one finger Zen, into his sword moves.

One finger Zen was originally a Buddhist monk and was passed on to the ancestors of the beggar gang, so at the same time that Dong Wenfeng turned one finger Zen into a sword move, the surroundings of Tianyuan Sword actually flashed a little golden Buddha light.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the top of the entire Jingzhou TV Tower was affected by these two forces, which had entered the innate level, and was directly eliminated by one floor.

The top of Jingzhou was pressed by the decisive battle of these two people.

The dark clouds have drifted past, and the soft moonlight is slowly sprinkled on the top of Jingzhou, and also on the bodies of Dong Wenfeng and Wang Zhicheng.

The two of them were now standing, one holding the Tianyuan Sword and the other holding the Eight-Foot Sword, compared to before, they just swapped places.

"Dong Sang, it turns out that this is your purpose. ”

A trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Wang Zhicheng's mouth, and he said with his back to Dong Wenfeng.

"Yes, from the beginning of dealing with your brother Wang Zhifei, I thought that you were my chance. Opportunity for a breakthrough. ”

Dong Wenfeng said lightly, but it was obvious that his current aura was not as stable as before.

"I really want to, look at that falling Sakura. ”

The corners of Wang Zhicheng's mouth rose slightly, but the person had already fallen heavily to the ground.