Yang Xingzhou has never used a sword to fight against people since he was undefeated in the world of Xiaoao and Dongfang, and he has reached an extremely advanced realm in swordsmanship at this time, beyond the level of swordsmanship, and ordinary people are no longer qualified to let him draw his sword.

Therefore, when he met the swordsman Shuai Yifan in Yongcui Villa, Yang Xingzhou would kill this person with a rainstorm pear flower needle, instead of competing with him on the sword, because Shuai Yifan was not worthy of Yang Xingzhou's sword. For example, Huang Luzhi and others are not qualified to teach Yang Xingzhou's swordsmanship.

But when Xue Xiaoren confronted Yang Xingzhou, Yang Xingzhou finally pulled out his long sword.

His sword is called "Qiankun", a magic weapon created by the power of a country, the emperor's sword, and controls Qiankun!

This sword is three feet six inches and five minutes long, symbolizing three hundred and sixty-five days a year, the sword weighs twelve catties, symbolizing the twelve solar terms, the sword handle is inlaid with diamond balls on the left and right, symbolizing the sun, moon, water and fire, yin and yang, the scabbard is made of the snake skin of the Bodhisattva snake, one side is painted with mountains, rivers and plants, one side is painted with the people of Limin, symbolizing the country and the country, protecting the country and the people.

At this time, with the long sword in hand, Yang Xingzhou suddenly seemed to be a different person.

Just now, he was handsome, like a good son of the red dust, although his bearing was extraordinary, but he was a little less aggressive, but now, with a sword in his hand, a shocking sword intent suddenly rose from his body, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the birds in the sky screamed, and the air exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The people who were fighting next to them felt a palpitation at the same time, peeking at it, some people were surprised, and some people were shocked.

Xue Xiaoren, who was obliquely pointed at by Yang Xingzhou's sword, showed an unbelievable look of horror in his eyes, his hair fluttered, and he let out a muffled snort, and the blood-red long sword in his hand trembled like a spiritual snake, and he shouted: "There is such an amazing sword qi!" It is rumored that Yang Xingzhou's marksmanship is superb, and his fists and feet are unparalleled, but he didn't expect that your most powerful thing is swordsmanship! ”

As the younger brother of Xue Yiren, his family swordsmanship is not trivial, and his understanding of swords is far beyond ordinary people, but he has no brother's talent, no matter how hard he tries, he will always be a little bit behind, and he will never reach the realm of Xue Yiren's swordsmanship.

It was under this pressure that his personality changed greatly, and he secretly formed a killer organization, and when he assassinated others, his swordsmanship also changed, becoming ruthless and ruthless, and became a murderous swordsmanship, which was completely different from the Xue family's family swordsmanship.

But even so, he still couldn't surpass his eldest brother Xue Yiren.

Except for Xue Yiren, Xue Xiaoren thinks that his swordsmanship is the third, and no one dares to call him second.

But now after seeing Yang Xingzhou, he realized that he was wrong, it turned out that there were still swordsmanship masters in the world, and Yang Xingzhou's swordsmanship was even better than his brother Xue Yiren's swordsmanship.

Feeling the irresistible and earth-shattering sword aura coming from the tip of Yang Xingzhou's sword, Xue Xiaoren only felt bitter in his mouth, knowing that he had calculated everything, but he still underestimated Yang Xingzhou, people's swordsmanship really didn't need to be called the second, people could directly call it the first!

He knew that under the shroud of sword qi, he must not be indifferent, and he had to fight back, otherwise, when Yang Xingzhou's sword qi covered the entire space, he would be difficult to resist with a single move, and when he drank violently, his body rushed forward, and the long sword snake stabbed Yang Xingzhou's throat like a poisonous snake.

Under Yang Xingzhou's extreme pressure, his mind actually entered a realm of clarity that had never been seen before, and he was greatly refreshed by all the inductions of the outside world, and even the flow of air and every hair on Yang Xingzhou's body on the opposite side were clearly sensitive.

At this moment, he knew that his swordsmanship had entered another realm, a feeling of great joy rose from his heart, the long sword gave birth to an induction, and the sword full of murderous aura seemed to have turned into a warm spring breeze, gently harvesting the enemy's life.

This move is a famous stunt of a little red in the Central Plains, but a little red swordsmanship was taught by Xue Xiaoren!

If he was a little red and saw this sword stabbed by Xue Xiaoren, he would definitely worship it, because he would never be able to perform such a move in his life, in fact, if there was no pressure from Yang Xingzhou, Xue Xiaoren would not have been able to break through the battle and cast this sword beyond his own cognition.

It was the people who peeked at the side, and they all felt from the bottom of their hearts for Xue Xiaoren's sword, they were all masters in the world, and they had seen countless swordsmanship masters in their lives, Huashan sent to Qingfeng Wuliu swordsmanship, Kunlun faction's Dajiu style, Wudang faction's Liangyi swordsmanship, all of which were extremely terrifying swordsmanship, but these swordsmanship added up to be inferior to the sword stabbed by Xue Xiaoren now.

This sword stabbed out, attracting the minds of everyone in the courtyard, and they all turned their heads to look at Xue Xiaoren, even forgetting about the enemy on the other side.

In the face of this warm and murderous sword, everyone at the scene had an invincible thought, that is, Shi Guanyin, who had been arrogant in his life, also knew that he could not avoid this transcendent swordsmanship.

This sword, no one in this world can dodge!

But Yang Xingzhou is not from this world.

Just when the tip of Xue Xiaoren's long sword pointed at Yang Xingzhou's throat, Yang Xingzhou's body suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, the person had already reached the top of the wall ten zhang away.

Xue Xiaoren was under the traction of the qi machine, the long sword led the body, and the breeze chased towards Yang Xingzhou, the sword momentum rose sharply in the middle, and the tip of the sword twisted and rotated like a snake, making it impossible to judge where it would stab for a while.

At this time, Xue Xiaoren's heart no longer had the idea of "swordsmanship", the sword was him, he was the sword, this sword became the continuation of his body, he even felt that the sword itself was born with a "sense of touch", and when his mind moved, the swordsmanship changed, and it enveloped Yang Xingzhou's body in an instant.

Yang Xingzhou's eyes showed a look of surprise, and his body suddenly fell straight behind the wall and disappeared.

Xue Xiaoren's out-of-level sword suddenly pierced the air, and the sword momentum immediately failed.

One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion!

After the sword momentum soared to the extreme, it was followed by exhaustion, its rise and prosperity, and its demise.

Yang Xingzhou is well versed in the reasoning and has the heart to see this amazing swordsmanship, so he retreats again and again, and can't bear to comment with him, just to see what surprises Xue Xiaoren can have by himself.

The sword light faded.

Xue Xiao's body slowly fell in the air and landed on the wall, looking up at the sky with a gloomy face.

The long sword in his hand suddenly broke inch by inch.

"Big brother, I've finally surpassed you!"

He muttered to himself, his expression looking joyful and sad.

After a while, he turned his head to look at Yang Xingzhou, who suddenly appeared beside him: "Yang Xingzhou, how about my sword?" ”

Yang Xingzhou applauded and praised: "Good swordsmanship!" It can be called a peerless sword! I have come to this realm, and all the people I have seen, in terms of swordsmanship alone, should be the most important! ”

Xue Xiaoren nodded and said, "Yang Daxia, if you are free, I hope to practice this sword technique in front of my eldest brother, and let him know that Second Master Xue actually knows swords." ”

Yang Xingzhou said: "Okay! ”

Xue Xiaoren slowly closed his eyes and said no more.

A gust of wind blew, and his body fell violently, falling among the flowers at the base of the wall, and thin blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and there was no breath at all.

The sword just now had exhausted all his essence and spirit, and after one blow, not only was the long sword shattered, but also the five internal organs, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, were also shattered.

A generation of swordsmen died.

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Chapter 383: A Peerless Sword