Chapter Fifty-Eight: The True Sword Master

The blade of the sword was like lightning, and Ji Wanshan, who was lying on the ground, could not avoid it. In desperation, he had to raise his hand and slap it on the immortal sword, intending to use his internal strength to change the direction of the sword.

Keen to catch his intentions, Cheng Hai twisted the blade of the sword and sharpened half of his palm. Then face the flying blood flowers, and continue to cut down!

In the face of such a killer move, Ji Wanshan was already difficult to dodge, so he had to slap his waist and shoot a few flying knives coldly, straight to Cheng Hai's door.

Bang bang bang!

The flames erupted, and the scorching buckshot swirled and crashed into the throwing knives, bursting red sparks.

This is the reed's famous sword technique - musket rapid fire!

Ji Wanshan's face changed greatly, and a lazy donkey rolled out of Cheng Hai's attack circle, and then turned over and stood up, his eyes showing vigilance.

"Don't be honest, you ......"

The musket in his hand was still smoking, and Cheng Hai slowly waved the immortal slash in his hand, and the blood stains on it had been evaporated by the scorching heat of the immortal slash.

Fighting against Ji Wanshan was not Cheng Hai's impulse.

Unlike the previous Raiden and Dante, although they are also masters of using swords, the power of the core is too terrifying, and they are all tens or hundreds of swords per second. The insights drawn from it are no different from listening to heavenly books, and cannot be put into practice.

The level of Reed Ming's heart is slightly lower, but it is also relatively close to the people, which is suitable for Cheng Hai to understand.

Ji Wanshan's swordsmanship attainments are not low, and he can fight with him with high intensity, fighting back and forth. However, the world of wolves does not describe ordinary ancient warfare, but a world where a man and a monster coexist.

In that world, there is a giant white snake that is 100 meters long; a raging lion ape that can still fight with a broken head; There is also a dragon of cherry blossoms that is taller than a mountain and has immortal power in the bath water!

All of these terrifying monsters are defeated by the game's protagonist with an ordinary short knife.

In his youth, Ashina had defeated a resentful demon taller than a castle tower and cut off one of its arms. It was the embodiment of the resentment of a dead soldier, and a single ghost could take on the artillery of the Red Reserve Army and eat an entire vanguard unit.

It's very fantastical.

Therefore, whether it is strength or speed, or comprehensive combat effectiveness, Ji Wanshan, who lives in a comfortable era, is impossible to compare.

No, Cheng Hai on this side is perceiving, and Ji Wanshan on the other side is covering his broken palm, his face changing in a myriad of ways.

"Dad!"

Ji Jialin ran up in a few steps, but Ji Wanshan suddenly stretched out his hand and motioned for him to leave.

Cheng Hai said that after winning against him, his skills should be abolished, which is not a joke.

"Okay, how can you use a gun?"

Seeing what Cheng Hai was holding clearly, Feng Jinglei said angrily.

Cheng Hai turned a deaf ear, still immersed in the subtlety of wielding a knife.

Seeing this, Ji Youzhu retorted from afar: "It was the secret weapon he used first. ”

Ji Wanshan will do whatever it takes to win.

Coincidentally, this is also Cheng Hai's habit.

Knowing each other's roots, there is nothing that should or should not be.

Blood gushed out and dripped on the green grass, and Ji Wanshan silently tore off his sleeves and wrapped around his wounds.

"That's not how it ......"

Xiao Jian, the elder of the Xiao family, sighed.

When the rest of the people heard this, they couldn't help but look worried.

Of course, compared to Ji Wanshan's safety, maybe they were more worried about treating Ji Youzhu like this, whether Cheng Hai would attack their family.

"Humph!"

Ji Wanshan snorted coldly, stood still again, and the blood vessels in his neck suddenly bulged violently. Sticking his sword into the ground, he frantically tore open his clothes, his red muscles steaming as if they had been roasted by magma.

The furious killing intent condensed into a tornado, making him like Shura at this time.

"Big brother! Don't! ”

Seeing Ji Wanshan's state, an old man from the Ji family shouted in panic.

"What is this?" Ji Jialin asked uneasily.

"This is the secret technique that our Ji family has inherited, using internal force to stimulate the muscles and veins, which can stimulate great potential in a short period of time. However, this method is extremely harmful to the body, and even if you win this game, you will have to live for more than ten years. The old man of the Ji family said worriedly.

"Huh?"

When Ji Jialin heard this, he was immediately struck by lightning.

Although Ji Wanshan is not very in charge of the Ji family's business, whether it is a post-war hero or the identity of the first person in the national arts, it can pave the way for their strength expansion. If they don't, it will have a big impact on their future.

"It's ...... Is it similar to a secret art of pre-borrowing? ”

Relieving from the epiphany, Cheng Hai looked at Ji Wanshan with interest.

Different from Reed's thinness, Ji Wanshan's figure is very strong. Although there are some folds in the distribution, they are still full of explosive power.

Through perception, Cheng Hai could also perceive that his body was covered with a layer of qi.

It was the body protection qi that was born from the internal force, like a substance, which could effectively buffer attacks and expand the range of perception.

If Ji Wanshan can cut off the negative effects, collect these true qi for his own use, and strengthen himself. Then he will be able to enter the Dao with martial arts and step into the path of cultivating immortals.

Ji Youzhu wants to win against him, but he is indeed a little behind.

"It's good that you didn't make it to the Dao, otherwise this god would be really blind."

Cheng Hai's eyes lit up, and his left foot struggled forward, and the land within a radius of five meters suddenly shook.

The moist soil mixed with green grass is scattered in the air. Cheng Hai bent down and stretched out his hand, swept it violently, and pulled out a ten-character spear from it!

“???”

Everyone including Ji Youzhu was stunned, when did a spear be buried in this field?

"What a terrible physical ......"

With a spear in his hand and a horizontal on his shoulder, Cheng Hai was once again amazed by the strength of Reed Ming's single-mindedness.

Although the weight of the ten-character spear is not as heavy as that of the broken water, as a long-handled weapon, it should have been used with both hands. However, at this time, he held a sword in his right hand and a gun in his left, but he felt a sense of comfort as if he had nothing!

At this moment, he suddenly had a deeper understanding of the sword.

What is Juggernaut?

Kill all those who are more powerful than you with swords with spears and muskets, and you are the Juggernaut!

This is the reed celebrity!

"You're strong!"

The blue cloak was like a banner on the battlefield, and Cheng Hai, who was carrying a spear, formed an army alone, and his momentum was like a thousand troops, which made Ji Wanshan can't help but admire.

Such a person is worthy of being his opponent.

"Hopefully, you'll be alive until I use all my strength."

Without waiting for Ji Wanshan to continue his nonsense, Cheng Hai stepped out of a big pit at his feet, and the whole person jumped two meters high.

The cloak fluttered, obscuring the hazy moonlight.

In the eyes of everyone, Cheng Hai at this time thought that he was a vicious beast that pounced from the moon, and he couldn't stop it at all!

Rumble!

A strong wind blew up, and trees and wildflowers swayed.

The ground caved in, and the shaking sand obscured the view.

The people of the Ji family only saw for the first time today what a real battle is!