Dugu Yu's swordsmanship is sharp, the last to come first, this sword can be said to be very mysterious, ridiculously fast, almost stabbing the opponent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, Wang Junkuo is also a fierce person, practicing knives for more than ten years, has been half a step into strength, usually not less on the road, I don't know how many robbers under the knife, so brave and ruthless, so at this juncture, stimulate the blood, just change the knife halfway, cut down, and block the blade.

While!

The crisp sound was endless, and the tip of Dugu Yu's sword was knocked by the knife, deviating from the route of the stab, but the ruthlessness still almost stabbed Wang Junkuo, and a hole was made on his clothes, and there was no blood, but the clothes were torn.

Wang Junkuo felt a chill down his spine, because the sword just now almost stabbed him, even if he was lucky enough to avoid it, but he felt an invisible sword aura, scraping his skin like a needle stinging pain, which surprised him.

Hmmm――

Dugu Yu picked up the second sword, like holding up a sword flower, his footwork was light, and he rushed like a ghost, and the sword stretched out and wiped it towards his neck.

Wang Junkuo hurriedly retreated sideways, and at the same time his backhand was a knife, relying on his own blood and bravery, as well as the oppression of life and death, in order to make corresponding defenses under such superb swordsmanship.

With a bang, Wang Junkuo blocked it again, however, his body lost its center of gravity and had to kick back a few steps, just now he wanted to seize the opportunity, but now it has completely failed.

"The third sword!"

Dugu Yu stepped forward quickly, his shot was like lightning, and the blade of the sword was pointed, just like a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

That's right, Wang Junkuo felt that the other party was a poisonous snake and beast, making him clumsy and unable to exert his true strength.

The opponent's swordsmanship is tricky, and the footwork is changeable, not the rules seen by the world, but the sword is on the sidelines, weird and cold, which makes Wang Junkuo feel very uncomfortable.

Wang Bodang, Hou Junji and others also changed their faces greatly, seeing the swordsmanship of this Dugu son, it was like a light curtain entwined, and the swordsmanship made it quite exquisite.

At this time, Li Mi narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed sharply, he had already seen the depth of Dugu Yu, but he didn't think about making a move, he just stood by and watched, but he could observe some experience from it.

When he was eight years old, he was also taught martial arts and swordsmanship by a mysterious master, but no one knew about this matter, and Li Mi never told outsiders about it, which was one of his hole cards.

More often, he just appears as a weak scholar, at most he shows that he can do some superficial work, and the city is very deep.

Luo Zhaoyun was also watching intently, Dugu Yu's sword path, he could see clearly, because last year, the great swordsman Shen Guyun had demonstrated swordsmanship to him, and he was much stronger than this Dugu Yu, so after that eye-opening, at this time, he was not so surprised.

However, he also found that this Dugu Yu had a lingering breath, was agile, moved like a rabbit, and his internal strength could urge the sword body, making a burst of trembling, as if there was a sword qi derived, but it never broke through.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded slightly, and roughly guessed the level of the other party, under the innate gang qi, because after reaching the level of the innate gang qi, urging the weapon, you can send out sword qi and knife qi, even if it is only a few inches, but the lethality is also very large.

This Dugu Yu should be at the level of "Hug Dan and Return to the Yuan", and he already belongs to the inner martial artist, but he is not in the first ranks.

Luo Zhaoyun heard Shen Guyun mention that only by breaking through the [Innate Gang Qi] realm can he become a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and reach the [Taoist Water Division], he can be called a grandmaster, as for the last [King Kong is not bad], it is at the level of martial saints and sword saints, and it is difficult to produce one person in a hundred years.

From ancient times to the present, only a few people such as Mozi, Zhuangzi, Guiguzi, and Bodhidharma have reached it, and they are all legends.

Among the ancient sects now, the most powerful one is only the cultivation of the grandmaster.

Of course, even if they are first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, the number of people who can be cultivated by each sect is not much, and they go down the mountain to walk the rivers and lakes, and they are also taboo to deal with the people of the imperial court, after all, they have practiced the innate gangqi, and they can't stop the chaos of crossbows, and they can't stand the encirclement and suppression of hundreds of thousands of iron guards.

Dangdang!

The two of them in the field continued to fight, swords and knives, and when they hit the eighth sword, Wang Junkuo already had a few cuts on his body, the first few were just cutting his clothes, but the last two were already bleeding from wounds.

Dugu Yu shot with all his strength, and the sword immediately forced out, and the light curtain was dazzling, and it was already difficult to see which was the real sword blade.

Wang Junkuo tried his best, constantly moving sideways and retreating, trying to avoid the range of the opponent's sword moves, but the sword light seemed to cover him, and he couldn't escape, so he could only block it with a hard touch.

"Snort-" Wang Junkuo's right arm was cut, and the horizontal knife in his hand came out of his hand, and he only resisted the nine swords, and he couldn't hold it.

Dugu Yu shouted at this time: "There is still a sword missing!" As soon as the words fell, he had already rushed forward, and he was about to stab Wang Junkuo's heart with a sword.

At this moment, Luo Zhaoyun had to make a move, pulled out the horizontal knife, threw it out casually, flew over and hit the opponent's sword, Wang Junkuo took the opportunity to retreat a few steps, and escaped the catastrophe, his face was pale, his face was full of anger, and he was also ashamed of being inferior to others.

Yu Wenhua shouted: "Luo Cheng, you made a move on the side, breaking the rules!" ”

"Since you've lost, there's no need to kill them all." Luo Zhaoyun snorted coldly.

Dugu Yu stared at Luo Zhaoyun with arrogant eyes, and said: "You are not my opponent either, the so-called young hero, in my eyes, is just a joke!" ”

"Hee...... Haha...... "Yuwen Zhihe and the others all laughed, and they could see that Luo Cheng was deflated and belittled, and they felt very enjoyable.

Luo Zhaoyun also showed a contemptuous smile: "If you only know martial arts, and have no other knowledge and talents, after all, you are still a reckless man, and on the battlefield, you are not qualified to lift shoes for me!"

"Presumptuous, you dare to insult me, you really want to die!" Dugu Yu was really angry, he has practiced martial arts and swords since he was a child, and he really hasn't learned any cultural knowledge, and he is most taboo for others to say that he is uneducated.

He was arrogant, and he wanted to look down on a heroic man in the capital, but at this moment he was despised, and his strong self-esteem was humiliated and intolerable.

"Then let's fight, I'm just about to learn how strong a martial artist who has stepped into the Returning Yuan level can be stronger than a secular powerhouse?" Luo Zhaoyun's eyes widened, and he shot sharply, revealing a firm belief in battle. (To be continued.) )