At the moment when the thirteenth sword is used, Yang Shu must judge in advance whether the sword is a stab, a pick, a cut, a slash, a pull, a cut, and the way of swinging the sword is correct, and he must also judge in advance whether the target of this sword is the head, eyes, throat, abdomen, legs, knees, or feet.

Because this sword is so fast, incredibly fast, unbelievably fast. If you don't judge it in advance, you can't resist it at all. Yang Shu still clearly remembered that at the moment when Fang Tong was killed by this life-killing sword, no one saw Zhao Wuji make a move, and no one saw how Zhao Wuji used that sword.

So Yang Shu understood that the sword of death relied on a quick word.

Compared to the speed, Yang Shu couldn't compare to this sword, but at the critical moment, he released his spiritual power, and his spiritual power suddenly formed a cloud of mist, haunting him. Whether it is the air around him, or the water vapor in the air, or the folded light reflected by the sunset on the sword shuttle, they are all occupied by the spiritual power released by the poplars. In an instant, they had turned into poplar eyes, judging Zhao Wuji's possible next moves, and then constantly calculating, judging, and finally calculating Zhao Wuji's thirteenth sword swing method and attack target.

This kind of spiritual power consumption is almost impossible for a soul guest in the early stage of the Fire Soul Realm.

But on the contrary, Yang Shu is a person who is gifted in mental power.

Among the soul guests of the Fire Soul Realm, only Yang Shu is qualified to take this sword under his crotch!

Ma Ziyu's eyes bloomed with an indescribable look, he didn't exclaim, but put his head next to Yan Wang Zhao Di, and said meaningfully: "Lord Wang, the spiritual power of the poplar tree is higher than mine." ”

Zhao Di nodded, already understanding what his henchman meant, and said softly: "Look on." ”

Seeing this, Yang Fan was also very excited. Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji were his closest comrades-in-arms, and he knew the strength of the two of them best. Although he knew that there was never a living person under Zhao Wuji's Thunder Thirteen Swords, he trusted his own brother even more, not to mention that Yang Shu had already stepped into the Fire Soul Realm. Although he knew that his brother would not win easily, there would still be no suspense in this match.

But on the contrary, at the time of the twelfth sword, Zhao Wuji forced Yang Shu into a desperate situation!

So when the thirteenth sword killing sword was used, Yang Fan was very worried about his brother. He knew that as long as Zhao Wuji's thirteenth sword was shot, the six relatives would not recognize it, and there would never be any survivors under the sword.

But now, this sword is still next to the poplar after all.

The poplar tree pointed at the sword, pointing at the sky, and the Sky Splitting Technique controlled the "God Killing", and the three sword shuttles shook violently, and immediately bounced the "Demon Slayer" away.

Destroying demons and killing gods is one, contradicting each other, and it will eventually end in a draw.

Yang Shu's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but his tone was still calm, and he said: "Zhao Wuji, from now on, there will be a living recognition under the Thunder Thirteen Swords, and today is your own grave......"

Zhao Wuji hung his head, an unwilling gaze flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Poplar, it's not over yet......"

Before the words fell, the Demon Slayer Sword that had been shaken open suddenly slashed down in the air. At the same time, countless white sword shadows bloomed from Zhao Wuji's body, and each sword shadow gathered the soul power of Zhao Wuji's whole body, and under the soul power, it was Zhao Wuji's unique and fierce sword qi!

In Yang Shu's eyes, countless sword shadows suddenly merged into one, and then suddenly disappeared.

A trace of panic suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed in surprise, and said coldly: "The fourteenth sword! The thirteenth sword of thunder actually has the fourteenth sword!"

"That's right!" Zhao Wuji shouted: "The world only knows that the thirteenth sword is the sword of death, but they don't know that the real sword of life is the fourteenth sword!"

Wow!

As soon as the fourteenth sword came out, Ma Ziyu also stood up in shock, strode out, and fought side by side with Zhao Cheng. He saw that Zhao Cheng's body was trembling, trembling wildly.

As the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Wuji's grandfather, he didn't know the true mystery of the Thirteen Swords of Thunder.

There are no living people under the thirteenth sword, but now it is the fourteenth sword!

Isn't it killing gods when you meet gods, and destroying demons when you meet demons!?

Zhao Cheng wanted to shout at Zhao Wuji to stop, but he couldn't do anything. Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji have both grown up, and everyone's strength is not below him, and this kind of battle cannot be stopped with his ability.

He could only watch his own grandson and grandson-in-law fight to the death!

Rumble!

Everyone's eyes widened, they didn't see how Zhao Wuji's sword was used, nor did they see any movement made by the poplar tree, they only saw a violent white light enveloping the two of them, and they only heard a violent sound like thunder.

After the light suddenly brightens, it suddenly goes out.

At this time, everyone saw that Zhao Wuji had come behind Yang Shu, with his back to Yang Shu, he held the sword in his backhand, and the tip of the sword pierced Yang Shu's heart.

The tips of the three sword shuttles gathered together and jammed the tip of the Demon Slayer Sword, and the tip of the Demon Slayer Sword actually failed to hurt the poplar, but stuck to the white shirt!

Poplar once again blocked the demon slayer with the killing god!

At this moment, everyone gasped. But they didn't dare to relax, because they weren't sure if there would be a fifteenth sword after the fourteenth sword!

They stared blankly at Zhao Wuji, at his sword.

Then they saw that the sword was slowly falling, and Zhao Wuji's body leaning forward, with his back to the poplar tree, silently said, "You won." ”

"Huh......" The poplar exhaled a long breath and returned to his sleeves.

His white shirt was completely soaked with sweat, and you can imagine how dangerous the confrontation just now was.

When the Shaping Body Realm was ninth heavy, he went to Evil Ze Mountain and fought to the death with those monsters and demon beasts as an ordinary person.

When attacking the Liu family, he fought against Mo Changyue, a master of the Fire Soul Realm, with Yang Fan as the tenth level of the Body Shaping Realm.

When Zhao Youjing was captured, he chased Ximen He with his foot on the sword shuttle alone overnight, and used the strength of the soul guest of the Earth Soul Realm to fight against the protector Fang Tong of the Evil Gate.

The danger at that time, the desperate situation at that time, and the chance at that time were not as good as this small competition with Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji, an Earth Soul Realm soul guest whose realm was much worse than him, had become the most powerful opponent he had encountered so far.

Although he won, he did not think that he had won.

Yang Shu said lightly: "Zhao Wuji, you didn't lose. I didn't beat you either. ”

Zhao Wuji stood still and said: "Although I am a soul guest, but a swordsman specializes in cultivation, after my Thunder Thirteen Swords are used, the opponent has not fallen, then I will lose." If we hadn't competed, if you were my enemy, I'd be dead now. ”

"......"

Zhao Wuji said: "Needless to say. I am willing to gamble and lose, and if I lose, I lose. Poplar, I'm weaker than you. ”