No one can say clearly how big the rivers and lakes are, only know that the Jin State Sword Saint and the Qianguo Baili Sword who are worthy of Long Yuan or hanging a hundred miles on their waists are people in the rivers and lakes, and those who like to lean on the haystack while picking their ears while humming a song all day long are also people in the rivers and lakes.

If there are many miscellaneous people, they like to do chores.

Someone once commented on the four great swordsmen, taking one of the characteristics of their swords, and putting it in the future generations, that is, labeling.

The sword of Li Liangshen, the general soldier of the Northern Army of Yanguo Town, is known as "ruthless" because he killed countless barbarians and drank the blood of the barbarians.

The sword of Qianguo Bailifeng, it is said that it can be used to destroy the stars in January, of course, this is an exaggeration, and people nowadays have not been immune to the "broken void" at every turn, so they naturally think how to blow it fresh and refined.

But Bailifeng's sword is really like a shock, which is difficult to fathom, and is known as "fast".

The sword of the sword master of the Chu State was touted by the sword master to forcibly force the four swordsmen because no one had ever seen it use the sword, and it was praised by the sword saint as the "dragon yuan" because it was created by the sword saint of the Jin Kingdom, so it was known as the "secret".

And the sword of the Sword Saint of the Jin Kingdom is known as "sharp"!

Wherever the sword goes, it's all powder!

At this time, the Sword Saint had already issued thirteen swords in a row, Tian Wujing did not completely accept all the orders, although the martial arts physique was strong, but it was not a 10,000-year-old reef in the East China Sea, and it could not withstand such a squander.

Among the thirteen swords, Tian Wujing took six of them and dodged seven of them.

The sword intent of the Sword Saint continued to climb, with a sense of calmly climbing, and several sword marks and grooves had already appeared on the gilded armor on Tian Wujing's body.

It is clear that Juggernaut has an absolute advantage.

What swordsmen are best at is actually catching and fighting.

Pixiu was prostrate on the side, not participating in this duel, but from time to time sticking out his tongue and licking his front paws, the big eyes of the copper bell, flashing dark red, it was the only spectator of this duel.

When the Sword Saint came out with the fourteenth sword, Tian Wujing did not passively dodge or take it, but finally swung his first punch, which was not very strong, but with an extremely strange cyclone.

The master's move is actually very similar to the battle array, but the armies on both sides are only themselves, so it is necessary to go to the brain.

The Sword Saint was "mountaineering", and the sword qi was stronger than the other, and what Tian Wujing had to do was to use this punch to forcibly destroy his rhythm and make him give up halfway.

Long Yuan retreated, and the sword was withdrawn, forcibly lying in front of him, turning from attack to defense.

Tian Wujing's punch smashed into the sword body, and the sword body let out a trembling sound, but the sword saint used this force to forcibly ascend again, and his aura increased sharply at a speed twice as fast as before!

The next moment,

Tian Wujing began to retreat,

And a sword that was comparable to the previous thirteen swords superimposed forcibly stabbed out with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

After all, Wufu's physique could not support it, and a fist-sized hole was dug into the gilded armor, and blood gushed out of it.

One hit succeeded, the sword master did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, ordinary people spare their lives, few people dare to break the net, and the real master is even more so, after all, it is not easy to cultivate with penance, and everyone wants to live well.

But Tian Wujing is different, so the Sword Saint didn't dare to bet on whether Tian Wujing would directly seize the opportunity and want to forcibly come to the same end with him.

Although the other party has a noble status, there is no need to do such a stupid thing, but who calls him Tian Wujing, who can guess what he wants to do?

Anyway, he has the advantage, even if he comes down with a few more swords and slowly peels the skin, he can consume this third-grade martial artist to death in the safest way.

Confrontation with the warriors, you have to pay attention to the heat, simmer on low heat, stew the body crispy, and in the end, the chopsticks are gently picked, and the flesh and bone are directly separated.

As for the time,

Juggernaut can only hope that his younger brother can buy him enough time.

Tian Wujing silently glanced down at the wound that was still bleeding, Xu was still having sword qi in the wound, so he didn't try in vain to stop the bleeding, and turned his body to pounce forward, pressing straight like a tiger descending from a mountain.

The sword saint landed on his toes, his body flew backwards, and the man retreated but the blade of the sword moved forward, and a white light should take the door.

"Roar!"

At this moment, Pixiu, who had been prostrate there to "watch the battle", suddenly opened his mouth and let out an angry roar, and in his big mouth, a black treasure knife shot straight out and went straight into Tian Wujing's left hand.

Pixiu already has the power to devour, and it is an outlier without a back door, so it is the best way to use its body to hide things.

This knife number "Kun Xuan", a hundred years ago Emperor Taizong of the Qianguo State led the army to the Northern Expedition, with the sword of the Son of Heaven on the left, and the right hanging Kun Xuan, but after that fiasco, Emperor Taizong was escorted by his subordinates to flee back to the Qianguo on the ox cart, and the sword of the Son of Heaven and the sword were all left behind, becoming the spoils of the Yan State.

On the day when Tian Wujing was named the Marquis of Jingnan, Emperor Yan gave him Kun.

The sword was sideways, the edge of the knife was pressed down, and the swords touched, making a piercing roar.

The Sword Saint's gaze was slightly condensed, his hands were raised horizontally, and two sword qi came out of thin air, pointing forward, shooting directly at Tian Wujing, this was to relieve his Longyuan Sword.

However, Tian Wujing slapped his palm on the position of the handle of the treasure knife, and the blade borrowed its strength, like a nail, to forcibly nail the Longyuan sword, and for a while, the sword was not under the frozen ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two sword qi directly stabbed Tian Wujing, Tian Wujing's body trembled slightly, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but in his eyes, he was still calm.

"Arrogance!"

Suddenly, the Sword Saint felt anxious in his heart, even if Long Yuan was suppressed underground, he still had the upper hand, since the fight, Tian Wujing only had to be beaten passively, but he was unharmed, and the opponent's martial artist's physique had already cracked.

However, despite this, the Juggernaut still didn't know where this anxiety in his heart came from.

Tian Wujing still didn't delay, and his body pounced forward again.

The Sword Saint did not retreat this time, at this time, he could not forcibly recall Long Yuan, but he simply bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood shot out, and under the blessing of his sword intent, a blood sword was directly formed.

The Taoist Xuanmen has the means to turn the essence of the tongue into blood, but the blood sword of the Sword Saint has its unique sharp sword intent, which is less subtle than the means of the Daomen, but there are many more strong and unscrupulous!

Facing the attacking blood sword, Tian Wujing directly changed direction, and his body went to the left.

The Juggernaut waved his left index finger, and the Blood Sword followed.

Tian Wujing's legs kicked the ground not very quickly, but every time he kicked the ground, he carried a majestic force, and the ground around him trembled, and his body speed reached an extreme in various arrogant and unreasonable ways.

It's just that to a certain extent, the Blood Sword has surpassed the obstacles of the skin, and it doesn't even have a specific form, so the Blood Sword is still following him.

Especially when Tian Wujing clenched his fist forward and tried to smash it into the Sword Saint, the blood sword suddenly accelerated, and the red light flashed, directly piercing Tian Wujing's right chest.

And Tian Wujing's momentum continued unabated, and he continued to try to get close to the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint's robe was slightly dim, and a small sword that looked as big as a dagger flew out and went straight to Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing's fist collided with this small sword, and for a while, the sound of cracking kept coming, which was a crisp cracking sound from the bones.

Sanpin Martial Fu's fist was very tough, but this quaint little sword was even sharper, not only breaking through Tian Wujing's body protection qi, but also piercing into Tian Wujing's right hand.

According to legend, the builders of the Chu State not only forged a dragon yuan for the Sword Saint, but also helped forge the essence of the Sword Saint's former saber into a small sword, called the Zimu Sword.

This time, Tian Wujing still couldn't get close to the Sword Saint's body, and at the same time, his body was hit hard again.

however

When Tian Wujing retreated, he forcibly slapped his right hand with his left hand.

"Click!"

The small sword was directly stuck into the bone of his wrist by Tian Wujing, and the wrist of his right hand was immediately drenched in blood, and the white bones were visible.

The sword master's heart is alarmed,

He already has an absolute advantage,

Suddenly, there was an urge to run away immediately.

Tian Wujing landed on his feet, didn't look at his right hand, and turned his left hand in front of him, a dignified martial artist, and actually started to pinch the seal!

"............" Juggernaut.

"Heaven and earth can be hidden, and ten thousand laws can be used to bind, trap, lock, and seal!"

Tian Wujing's blood, through the previous confrontation, had already circled around the Sword Saint, and at this time, it was forcibly opened by the spell!

A blue shield of light sealed the Juggernaut inside.

Everyone in the world knows that Tian Wujing is a martial arts powerhouse, but few people know that the first person who started to lay the foundation for Tian Wujing's body refining was the uncle who had closed himself in the field house for decades and did not bent on seeking the Tao.

At this point,

Long Yuan was locked underground by Kun Xuan, and the small sword was forcibly stuck between his finger bones by Tian Wujing.

It is equivalent to the two sharp weapons on the sword master's body, both of which are not around, and it is impossible to use the qi of the sword blade to break this layer of separation.

It's not an overly clever magic seal, it's just that the barrier formed by it can isolate the qi, that is, even if the sword master didn't have a sword on his body before, he could still make the sword qi summoned almost useless to this diaphragm, and only the metal sharp qi could forcibly break it.

At the same time, Tian Wujing had already gotten up and was ready to step forward again.

Only then did the Sword Master know where the uneasiness in his heart came from, although he had always had the advantage, and even from the beginning of this duel, there was not much suspense, but he still fell into Tian Wujing's plan early.

Step by step, little by little, in the end, he formed a pattern of being "caught in the urn".

Suddenly,

The Sword Master's gaze froze, his left hand reached forward, his index and middle fingers were glued together, and his entire left arm turned into a sharp sword, and under the forced urging, he swung forward.

"Shhhh

The diaphragm was cut open, and Juggernaut's left arm was almost ruined at this time.

When Tian Wujing stepped forward again to get closer, the Sword Saint did not hesitate to turn around and leave directly with his body technique.

The swordsman is different from the martial artist, the martial artist is still a stubborn stone until the mountain and water are exhausted, and the swordsman is much more fragile, especially when he seemed to be just abandoning an arm before, in fact, what he condensed and volatilized before was the qi and blood in his own body, and he forcibly controlled the sword qi with his body, and applied the work that should have been a divine weapon on his fragile body, and the backlash suffered was absolutely terrible.

Unlike Chen Daxia, who directly sawed off his leg due to leg poisoning and continued to fight, Chen Daxia only lost half of his leg, and the Sword Master injured his foundation.

Even Tian Wujing was scarred, but the Sword Saint knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely lose.

So he left, not even Long Yuan and the little sword, and left without hesitation, in other words, he was defeated.

Tian Wujing didn't go after him,

Instead, he sat down slowly on the ground,

Pixiu got up, walked to Tian Wujing, and then lay down so that Tian Wujing could rest against it.

Tian Wujing reached out and grabbed Pixiu's fluff,

He who had just defeated the Sword Saint of the Jin Kingdom, without the slightest excitement and excitement,

Just gently leaning on Pixiu's broad body,

Ear

The evening breeze is gentle,

It seems to be mixed with the chatter of an old man's pleading:

"Little mirror, little mirror, it's okay if my uncle begs you, don't just care about practicing martial arts, you also practice Taoist magic formulas.

It's okay to give my uncle a face?

Small mirror alas,

Little Ancestor......"